How To Rape A Straight Guy by Sullivan, Michel (phonics reader .TXT) š
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Yeah, I told myself itās cause I wanted to fuck him up, but there really was more to it than that. Same for that stud outside the āAā Club. Yeah, I wanted to hurt āem but I...I wanted to hold āem, too. I wanted āem to be mine. Couple of good-lookinā guys, both of āem. Anā that made me happier to be after āem. Wantinā āem. Needinā āem. If that makes any sense. Anā that fuckinā room. Anā it beinā all set up to let me do whatever I fuckinā wanted. Anā it beinā so fuckinā obvious it was just there for sex. It made me see what I was doinā -- part of what I wanted to do -- was just be with āem. No matter what. Anā I didnāt care how much it was gonna fuck the guy up. āCause mingled in with all of this was just how much I liked holdinā a guy, even when Iām rapinā him. Anā thatās fuckinā nuts! What the fuck was wrong with me?! I...I...Iām straight! Iām fuckinā straight!
Aināt I?
Shit, before motherfuckinā Paco anā his boys did me in County, Iād only been with girls. Only liked girls. Only wanted girls. Never even thought about beinā with a guy. I loved -- love the way girls move anā smell anā fit my hands anā mold into my body. I loved -- love slippinā my dick into their pussy anā suckinā their tits anā screwinā till dawn. Me anā Connie, we couldāve wrote the book about sex between a man anā woman. Hell, sometimes I could get off just lookinā at a chick if she was pretty. Like Connie. But since Mid-State...
Man, I gotta admit, after six years there -- I got to where I was just as happy with one of my punks. Anā yeah, I know, I know -- I was makinā āem do things with me. But they still felt right. It all felt right. It felt just as real as with a girl. So does that make me a fag? Did Paco -- hell, did fuckinā Mid-State turn me queer?
No. No, cāmon, Curt. There was that first time, remember? The first time you fucked a guy? You didnāt get off on it. I mean, you got off, but you didnāt get off. If that makes any sense.
Yeah. Yeah, it does. āCause when it happened, it wasnāt somethinā Iād exactly planned on. Iād been workinā in the laundry six months when a couple brothers grabbed this fresh meat -- not even a kid; a guy in his thirties sent up for embezzlement, I think, but he was white anā the brothers love to nail white guys. They dragged him behind the machines anā this one buck -- Shamar? -- saw me saw āem doinā it. He told me if I kept quiet, I could have a turn.
I was still livinā off my right hand, at that time, so I wasnāt all that up for it. So I just said, āItās all between you guys.ā
Shamar smirked anā said, āCāmon, Curt, aināt ya even gonna try it out? I mean, shit, in here it donāt mean shit.ā
āāCept to the guy whoās beinā punked.ā
āHeās aināt no guy, now; heās what you call a commodity.ā
That hit me as funny. I laughed anā said, āYou think if I go back there anā get distracted, you can make me a commodity, too?ā
āShit, man,ā he snarled in a nothinā way, āif I did that, Iād have to kill ya. Anā youāre white, so itād be the needle for me, but if I didnāt kill ya, Iād have to watch my back the rest of my time in. I seen how you work, how quick you caught on to this place. Itās like you was born to it, man, so youāll catch ontā this, soon enough.ā
āWhat the fuckās that supposed to mean?ā
āNothinā, man. You donāt wanna do it, now, thatās cool. Theyās waitinā for me.ā
He started behind the machines but I stopped him. My last couple of yank sessions hadnāt been all that satisfyinā, I had to admit, anā now he had my curiosity up.
āWait, wait...you tellinā me it really helps. Gettinā off like that?ā
āWhy you think we doinā it?ā
āFuck whitey the only way you can.ā
His eyes got cold. I got ready for him, just in case. But then he thought about it anā laughed.
āCurt, you got too much fuckinā mouth on you.ā
āMan, you sound like my mom bitchinā at me.ā
He laughed even harder then motioned for me to join him.
āCāmon, broā, why donāt you try it out? No other way tā know if itās gonna help or not. Anā tell you what -- Iāll even let you pop his cherry.ā
āI dunno, man...ā
āYou donāt pop it, I will. Anā itād be better for him if you break him in.ā
āBullshit, Iāve seen you in the shower.ā
āBut you aināt seen me in action mode. It aināt how it starts out; itās how it ends up.ā He swung his hips around, laughinā. āGet it?ā
I just rolled my eyes, shook my head, gave it a second moreās thought...anā went back there with him.
The guy was face down on the floor in this area that was just a bit wider than the passageway -- close to where I took that guard a few years later -- anā it was takinā four of
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