Date: Thu, 31 May 2012 08:16:11 -0700 (PDT) From: Joshua Cooper Subject: HOMOgenized / Dad's Wrath Part Two / Incest HOMOgenized By Josh Cooper Dad's Wrath Part Two "No, but did you think that the pot was free," he asked getting up and before I could move, Dennis was in me. His cock was even bigger than Gary's and he was fucking me hard and violently. "Relax kid, relax and let a real man show you how it's done," he said and took my mouth captive with his. I struggled to get up, pushing against his chest, but he knew how to restrain me, taking my hands and holding them over my head with his. He fucked me hard, violently hard and as he kissed I bit down on his tongue. "You little fucker, he bit me," he screamed and slugged me across the face, directly to my right eye. That'll teach you to stick your tongue where it doesn't belong," Gary laughed. As Dennis continued to violently fuck me, I watched Gary dress, smiling at me and he had that kind of smile that said that he knew something that I did not. I was not liking what I had gotten myself into, but what could I do now. "Ooooooooooh fuck you got me cumming bitch," Dennis howled and began thrusting like a dog in heat, spewing is seed into me and mixing it with Gary's. I was so thankful that he was done and would be getting off me. When he got up I was shocked to find a third guy, naked and climbing atop me. He smiled down at me as he thrust his cock into my cum soaked ass. "Oh God please... I can't do this anymore," I said, but he didn't care, he began violently fucking me. "I'm sorry, but Gary is making me. I don't want to do this any more than you do," he whispered against my ear. "I'll go easy and be quick," this guy promised. The slurping sounds were deafening to my ears as his cock moved in and out of the sperm that filled me. The only blessing was that he was true to his word, because he was no sooner in me and he was shooting his load. He pulled out and I sighed when I saw that there were no more guys waiting to fuck me. When I started to get up, Gary pulled me to my feet and shoved me to Dennis who grabbed me and held me against him. Gary hit me in the face with both fists repeatedly while Dennis held from behind. It was the hit to my stomach that took my breath away. I had blood gushing from my nose and mouth and must have look like I had been run over by a truck. "Come on Gary, we didn't bargain on killing the boy," Paul said as Dennis released me and I crumpled to the ground in pain. "Yeah, well we just raped the underage slut and that alone will get us all life in prison for raping a minor," he said to Paul. "Please Gary, I won't tell anyone, honest to God I won't. I wanted to do it with you guys," I lied, hoping that he would change his mind. "Yeah right kid, and as soon as we are back to town you'll be squealing to the cops," he said as he grabbed my clothes from the ground. He gave me a hard kick to the ribs for good measure and I felt something break, crying out in agony. "Get him up again," he said and Dennis pulled me to my feet and held me from behind as Gary worked me over again. His fist hit me like jackhammers, first the right and then the left, hitting in the head and finally I knew that to survive, I had to feign dead, so I went limp. "My God Gary you killed him," I heard through the fog in my head say. "You can't just leave him here... there are wild animals and he'll be attacked and eaten alive," Paul cried as he knelt beside me. "Stop being a wuss Paul or I'll leave your ass here with him," he shouted with his face but an inch from Paul's. I barely opened my one eye and saw Gary throw my clothes in the back seat of the car and get into the driver's seat, slamming the door closed behind him. Dennis got in the front seat and when Paul went to get in he paused, looked sadly at me, and then reluctantly got into the car also. The car started up, turned around and then drove away. I hurriedly scratched 924SGW in the dirt, knowing that if I did not make it, hopefully someone would see the plate number and trace it back to Gary. I made sure that I dug the numbers and letters really deep into the dirt so that the wind would not erase them. I wrapped the blanket around me and began my long walk back to the main road. I groaned when my bare feet stepped on rocks and cursed when each rock that tore at my flesh. I was maybe fifty feet down the road when I saw Paul on the ground, unconscious. I assumed that he had argued one too many times with Gary and that Gary had tossed him from the car while it was still moving, because his face and arms were badly cut and bleeding. "Paul... my God what happened," I asked, kneeling down beside him, totally forgetting my own plight. He groaned in pain as I turned him onto his back and seeing his head move in an odd angle. "Danny... I'm really sorry, I never wanted to do this, but Gary and Dennis made me," he said choking and coughing. "I tossed your clothes out the window and..." he began and passed out. I placed my fingers to his neck, he had a pulse, a weak one but it was still a pulse. I stood up painfully and looked around for my clothes and when I couldn't find them, I gave up and made my way to the main road. It was dark and I prayed that cars would still be driving in either direction as people either went home or up to the lake for the weekend. I didn't know what time it was and prayed that it was still early as a set of headlights came over the hill. I stood just in the road with blanket wrapped loosely around me and waved my arms as best as I could, the car swerved, blaring its horn as it drove past me. "Yeah fuck you too," I yelled at the car as it sped past and saw another car approaching. I stood and waved, the blanket fell to the road, leaving me naked as the car approached. That car too laid on its horn as it drove past and I gave it the finger this time as well as few choice names at the driver. I waited and waited for what seemed like hours and finally another car came from the other direction... a cruiser. "Oh great, just what I need, a fucking cop," I whispered, clinging the blanket tighter to me as he drove past, made a u-turn and drove back to where I was standing before stopping. "Yes, that is just what I need," I said, remembering Paul back on the dirt road. He got out of the car and I noticed that he undid his service holster that held his revolver as he strolled toward me. "I got a call from a man that some kid was naked and trying to flag down cars on this road," he said as he came around his cruiser and approached me. "You got to help me officer, I was raped, beaten up by these guys and left for dead. Besides that, there is this other guy that was beaten up as well. He's lying on the road back there unconscious," I said, pointing down the dirt road as he shown his flashlight at me. "My God kid, look at you, are you alright," he asked and I collapsed in his arms, the blanket falling from me as he caught me and eased me to the ground. He hurried to the cruiser where he called for an ambulance, before coming back to me and covering me with the blanket once again. "Hold on son, help is coming," he said sympathetically. "What's your name," he asked and I whispered it to him along with my phone number. "Please, you gotta help that guy... I think he's dying," I whispered about Paul. "I am not leaving you until help arrives," he said. Time seemed to pass in slow motion before an ambulance and a state police cruiser arrived. By then I had told the officer about the license plate number that I had scratched out in the dirt also. As the paramedics worked on me, he and the state police officer headed down the dirt road and as I was being loaded into he ambulance, I saw the coroner's vehicle driving up. "Wait... I want to know what happened to Paul," I said to one of the paramedics that were putting me into the ambulance. "We got to get you to the hospital kid, you have several broken ribs and we think that you have a punctured lung," he said. "Please, I need to know," I asked as the original officer came up to the ambulance and was talking to the one of the other paramedics. When he finished talking he came inside the ambulance and talked to me. "How is Paul," I asked, coughing violently. "I'm sorry son, but the young man is dead," he told me and I began to cry. "But we found the license plate number you told us about and as we speak someone is going to find the owner of the vehicle," he told me. "We found out that the license plate belongs to a Gary Palmer," he told me. "I only knew his first name, and the other guy that raped me was named Dennis, but again, I don't have a last name," I said. "Officer, we really need to get the boy to the hospital," the paramedic said. "I'll call your father and he'll meet you there. Now you hang in there son and I'll be seeing you once you are stabilized," he told me and exited the ambulance. I must have passed out or else the shot that the paramedic gave me caused me to do so, because I didn't remember the ride to the hospital. When I woke up, I was in a hospital room and dad was sitting beside the bed looking at me with tears rolling down his cheeks. "I am so sorry Danny, forgive me," he whispered, leaning in and kissing me on the forehead. "I was wrong to get angry at you like I did," he said. "No dad, I was wrong to run off like I did and see what it got me," I said. "I should..." I stopped talking when the officer from earlier entered my room. "Well I see you look a lot better then you did earlier," he said with a smile and offering a hand to dad, who shook it heartily. "Officer Mark Williams," he said warmly to dad. "David Baker and it's a pleasure to meet you," dad said. "Thank you for helping my son," he added. "It's all part of the job and I'm glad to see that he's doing much better," he said with a smile that nearly took my breath away. Mark pulled up a chair and began talking, more to dad than to me. "Well we arrested the two men, It seems that Gary is twenty two and the other guy, Dennis, is his brother, who is just seventeen." "Does that mean he's gonna be tried as a kid?" I asked and Mark shook his head. "From what I was told, they were together when the state police arrived at their house. They denied ever having been out on that road and having ever known you or Paul Jenson at first, but after a lengthy interrogation, Dennis began singing like a song bird." "That was Paul's name, Jenson?" "Yes, and like I said, after an extensive interrogation, Dennis broke down and told us everything. He told us how Gary conjured up the idea after a day of getting high and drinking, of finding a girl to rape and that he would bring her out to where he took you after he drove Dennis and Paul out there first, you didn't tell me that Paul was also involved in your rape," he said, pausing to look at me. "He was forced to, and when Paul gave Gary grief about it, Gary pushed him from the car while it was still moving," I told him, just as Paul had told me. "That's what Dennis told us was true, that Paul was a reluctant participant but that Gary had forced him because he didn't want him squealing on him later if they had been caught." "Then if they had wanted a girl to rape, then why did they take and rape my son?" "Convenience, David," Mark told him. "You see, Gary was on his way out to pick up his brother and Paul, having given up on finding a girl to rape when he saw Danny thumbing for a ride," he said and dad and Mark both turned and gave me that scolding look. "It was then that he figured Danny's ass was as good as a pussy, as Dennis related to us." "Give me just ten minutes with them, Mark," dad said, and I knew that with just ten minutes that they would both be dead. "You know that I can't do that, David. Don't worry, justice will be served, although Dennis was given a lighter sentence for his testimony and more than likely Gary will get life," he said. "A lighter sentence for his testimony," dad shouted in anger. "If he's able to rape my boy and help kill another, testimony or not, he should get the same sentence regardless of his testimony," he demanded standing and pacing the room. "I know David, but that's how our system works. "Well life has a way of dolling out its own kind of justice," dad said, resting his hand on Mark's shoulder, and I remembered back to when my uncle had gone to prison. Mark knew that his hands were tied, so did I and so did dad. I also knew that Paul had been wronged by Gary and Dennis and deserved more than whatever happened to them. "You will have to testify at Gary's trial, Dennis pleaded guilty to a lesser charge so he's not going to need a trial." "Oh my God, I'll have to testify in front of everyone that wants to come to court that day," I asked. "Unless the judge insists that because you are a minor that court room be closed to the public." "I'll make sure that he see's that it is," dad said. Because of my injuries, their trials had to wait until I was able to sit for any length of time without being in pain. It ended up being two months to the day when I walked into an empty courtroom to give my testimony. The only people allowed in were Gary and his lawyer as well as the judge and the district attorney. Of course dad was allowed to accompany me but that was it for people. Well the jury, the woman that typed up the goings on and the dude that swore you in were all there too, I forgot about them. As I walked to the chair beside the stand where he judge sat, I could feel Gary's eyes on me. I could feel his anger and hatred as it burned into my back. "Do you swear that the testimony that you are about to give is the truth, the whole truth so help you God," the court bailiff asked. "I do," I said holding up my right hand and then sat down. The district attorney came forward and asked me my name and then asked me to relate in my own words if one of the men that raped me was in the room. I cleared my throat and related the entire story from the time that Gary had picked me up to when Mark had finally arrived. "No more questions your honor," the DA said and returned to his seat, allowing the lawyer for Gary to cross examine me. "Mr. Baker is it true that you went willingly with Mr. Palmer when he pulled over?" he asked. "When he pulled over I did get in the car, but..." "Yes or no is all we need," he said. "Yes," I said. "And is it true that when you and Mr. Palmer got out of the car and walked over to where he dropped his drawers to urinate that you stood beside him, staring at his penis?" "He was not urinating he was masturbating," I shouted. "Your honor, would you kindly instruct the witness as to how to answer the questions?" he asked the judge. "Mr. Baker, I know you wish to give a clearer picture of what happened, but you need to answer yes or no when a question is asked," he said, giving the lawyer a scolding look. "But your honor, he's making it look like I wanted to be raped," I said in my defense. "Your honor please, can we please have that struck for the record," the lawyer asked. "The jury will disregard that last outburst," the judge instructed and then looked down at me. "I am sure that the district attorney will wish to redirect some questions once the defense is finished," he said looking over at the district attorney who nodded. "Again, is it true that when you and Mr. Palmer got out of the car and walked over to where he dropped his drawers to urinate that you stood beside him, staring at his penis?" "Yes," I said looking at him and then Gary who had a smirk on his face. "Also, is it true that you and he smoked quite a bit of marijuana before engaging in oral and anal sex?" "Yes," he said and then I saw how hurt my dad looked as our eyes met and held. "No more questions your honor," he said and returned to his seat. "Do the people wish to re-question this witness," the judge asked. "Yes your honor. "Now Mr. Baker, is it true that you went willingly with Mr. Palmer when he pulled over?" he asked with a smile. "Yes, but when he asked me where I was heading, I told him up to the lake and that I would be happy if he could get me as close as possible. It was in the car that he asked if my mom or dad ever warmed me about the dangers of taking rides from a stranger and placed his hand on my thigh, leaving it there for quite a while. He then promised me that he was not about to hurt me and I believed him. It was than that he asked me if I got high." "I object your honor, hear say," Gary's lawyer said standing. "Over ruled," the judge said. "And what did you reply?" "I said yes, most of the kids my age smoke pot and he motioned to the glove box. I opened it to find a baggy of pot and a pipe. He told me to fire up a bowl. He took one hit and told me to enjoy the rest. After that bowl was done he told me to fire up another, again he refused to smoke any of it, insisting that I smoke it." "I see. Now after he pulled off of the main road and unto the dirt road where the alleged rape happened, did you willingly follow him from the car when he said he needed to urinate?" "I did sir, and before you ask, I am gay. So I got out with hopes of seeing what he had. But seeing what he had did not give him the right to force himself on me," I said. "What happened when he was urinating?" "That's the thing sir, he was not and never did urinate. He undid his jeans and let them fall to the ground, where he stepped from them and kicked them aside. He then began stroking his cock, sorry your honor, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, ma'am," I said all around before continuing. "He loved being watched and when he saw me watching, placed his hand to the back of my head and brought it down to his cock, forcing his cock into my mouth." "You're a fucking liar... you loved every inch of my dick in your throat slut," Gary yelled out, standing and glaring at me. "You will sit down and be quiet or else I will have you removed from the courtroom," the judge demanded. "How can anyone enjoy being forced," I lied quietly, letting my crocodile tears roll down my cheeks. "Then what happened?" "After he had his penis buried so deep in my throat that I was gagging, he pulled it out and once he tore my clothes off me, he force me to the ground and thrust his penis into me. "Did you try to stop him?" "I did sir, but look at him and then look at me, he's twice my size," I said and should have been award the academy award for my performance. "He had my arms pinned over my head as he brutally raped me. Yes I may be gay, but I had never been with a man or boy before anally," I said and then turned toward the jury. "I was a virgin, and wanted to remain so forever," I added with huge tears now flowing. "Virgin... you fucking slut, you loved my cock and my brother's cock in your ass, you whore," Gary shouted again. "That's it, officer, please removed the defendant from the courtroom," the judge commanded. "You just wait whore... I have friends and they'll get your ass and make you pay and pay good," Gary threatened. I shrunk back with fear in my chair, crying so loud that my dad hurried up to console me. God I was good, I thought as dad held me as the officer cuffed and led Gary out of he court cursing and shouting. The men and women of the jury sat in silence and looked at me as I trembled and cried, while several of the women cried also. "The court will stand adjourned until nine o'clock tomorrow morning," the judge said, slamming down his gavel and getting up. Everyone rose as the judge left the courtroom, followed by the jury. "Are you alright son," dad whispered to me. "I'm great, just get me the fuck out of here before I burst out laughing at that asshole," I whispered back, surprising dad. He helped me from my seat and led me from the courtroom. I stopped at the men's room and took a stall. I sat there and looked around the stall and noticed the glory hole. I bent lower and looked through it to the other stall, it was empty. "Damn," I whispered and then heard the door to the bathroom open and the movement of feet as a man walked across the tiled floor and took the stall beside me. I leaned back and pulled my cock up and began stroking it. Just as I thought, there came the finger through the hole signaling me to put my cock through. I stood up and let my chinos fall to the floor as I grabbed my cock and placed it through the hole. Instantly I felt the warmth and wetness of his mouth as it wrapped around my cock, moving slowly up and down my hard shaft. I reached up and grabbed the top of the petition that separated our stalls and began pumping against the hole, feeding my sex into the warmth of his mouth. "Mmmmm," I heard him moan as he began sucking harder and faster on my hard cock. I was close and knew that I could not hold off much longer, he was good, real good and dad was waiting outside. "I'm cumming," I moaned and he just continued sucking faster and harder so I shot my cum, letting him drink freely. When my cock grew sensitive, I pulled my cock back through the hole and gave him the sign to put his cock through. My God what a cock it was, large and fat. I knelt down and began sucking it, almost gagging on the size as I tried to get all of it down my throat. I managed to get three quarters of it in my throat and suckled it, causing its owner to emit soft moaning sounds from the other side of the wall. I loved sucking cock as much as I did getting fucked, and this man's cock was divine to suck. "Oh fuck keep sucking... I'm cumming," he howled from the other side of the wall and just as he said it, I tasted the first eruption of his salty seed. Blast after blast of cum filled my mouth and I thought that I would drown before he finally began to dwindle down. I loved a good load and this man's load was not only voluminous but had a salty sweetness to it. "Thanks buddy," I heard as he pulled his cock back through and I stood and pulled up my pants. I composed myself before I stepped from the stall and froze when he stepped from his stall... Officer Mark Williams stood there staring at me. "Oh fuck," he said looking at me with sheer panic in his eyes. "Listen Danny, I had no idea that was you on the other side of that wall," he said and that was when dad opened the door and asked if I was alright. "Yeah dad, Mark was just making sure that I was alright also," I lied. "Well let's get going, I want to beat the rush hour traffic," he said and let the door close. "Listen Danny, I never mess with kids, really I don't," he said and I placed a finger to his lips. "Don't worry handsome, you never forced me to do anything that I didn't want to do. But we need to talk and here is my number," I said grabbing the pen from his pocket and scribbling it on his hand. "Call me later, dad has to go into work after dinner for a few hours," I said and left him standing there puzzled and worried look on his face. "Don't make me come looking for you," I said as I left him standing there. "Danny...I..." I heard him start to say but I was already out the door and did not let him finish. I knew that he was nervous; after all, I was an underage kid and one that was involved in a well publicized rape and murder trial. I knew that he could also see his illustrious career disappearing down the drain if I said a word about what he had just done with me. I drove home with dad and just looked out the window, I knew dad was thinking that Gary had gotten to me with his threats, but it was more than that, it was Mark that had gotten to me. He was the first man since dad that had actually affected me sexually as well as emotionally. We were almost home and dad placed his hand on my leg, gave it a squeeze and I looked over at him with a warm smile. "Gary got to you didn't he," he said. "No dad, he didn't bother me a bit," I said and then turned back toward the window. "What then is bothering you," he asked. "I've never seen you so quiet," he asked. "I don't know," I lied, for the first time in my life to dad. "I have a lot going on in my head and I have to work things out," I said. It wasn't really a lie, I didn't know what was going on inside me, and Mark had really affected me. I was in love with dad, but there was something about Mark that tore to the very core of me. I didn't want to tell dad, I knew how he was and more so, I knew how he would react; he would feel that I was rejecting him as a lover. "I can call out if you rather I stay home son," dad said. "No dad, I'm fine, I would rather be alone," I said, giving him a hug and kiss. Dad kissed me hard, a kiss that said I love you more than life and left for the office. He had been gone for an hour when the telephone rang and I picked it up on the second ring. "Hello," I said, knowing very well it would be Mark. "Danny... its Mark," he said in almost a whisper. "Where are you," I asked. "At the diner in town," he said after a lengthy pause. "Dad is at the office for another two hours, so get your ass over her," I said and gave him my address and hung up before he tried to talk me out of it. I knew where the diner was, and I knew how long it would take him to drive over, precisely fifteen minutes. Just as I predicted, Mark showed up fifteen minutes later, dressed in jeans and a pale yellow oxford shirt. He was hot looking, with his stylish cut black hair and emerald green eyes. His five o'clock shadow gave him a mystique that had me leaking in my jeans. I eyed him in his jeans and saw that his cock laid down his left leg nicely and it twitched when he noticed me staring at it. "I can't...I shouldn't be doing this with you, Danny, I could go to prison if I were caught," Mark said, his lips pressed against mine as he pressed my body against the wall with his. "Then why are you here," I asked, know damn well why he was here. "You know why... I can't resist you," he said huskily. Neither of us could have turned away if we wanted to, not even if dad had walked through the door. Mark cupped my chin in his hands, his fingers moving with an infinite tenderness over my cheeks. I didn't even realize I had moved, but I was suddenly pressed against him again as he bent slowly, and his lips moved over mine. It was a full, slow kiss, lips parting, the fire of the ages evoked in the play of our tongues with passion simmering slowly but explosively. I reached up, my fingers winding through his hair and we kissed with a growing madness. I never knew how, when or cared, but suddenly we were naked and our clothes laid about us on the floor. It seem that the kiss never broke, but it didn't matter, because we were naked and in each other's arms. Nothing, nothing seemed to matter at that moment but our infused flesh, melded together so we could sate the frenzied hunger that was seizing the two of us. When our lips finally parted, he looked at me with a hunger that told went clear to his soul. "Take me to your bedroom," he whispered, his lips still touching mine and I took his hand in mine, leading through the house to my room. As soon as he closed my door, my lips were at his throat, feeling the pulse there, it was beating frantically, and then I moved I move to his chiseled chest. His chest, covered with a thick carpet of dark hair, that I licked and searched through until I found his hard, tall nub. My fingers stroked through his hair as my tongue teased his nub, nibbling and sucking it until it was taught and tender. I walked him backward toward the bed, pushed him down, and began licking and sucking as I descended lower down his abs toward that prize, his hardened sex. I was reveling in feel of hardness of his muscles and sleekness of his skin, as I descended until I reached his pubes. I drank in his scent, a woodsy smell of musk mix with his scent of man and it intoxicated me. I drew my fingers around his hips, over his ass , and down the valley between his two hard, round globes. He moaned his delight as my finger grazed across his pucker, he spread his legs apart, I traced circles around and then brought my fingers back around to his sex, wrapping them firmly around it. "Mmmmm," I moaned as I lowered my mouth around it, lightly grazing my teeth against the shaft as I descended it. "Holy fuck baby boy," he howled, as I stroked and caressed with my fingers, lips and tongue. I teased his cock mercilessly, my own passion and desire rising rapidly within me as I ignited the fires of rapture within him. I dropped is cock, looked up at him, and his eyes were closed in ecstasy. I could feel his passion rising with the shuddering of his flesh, each tensing of his finger as they fisted in my hair and on my shoulders. I took him again in my hands, in my mouth; I felt him shake in an earth shaking tremble, and then I was in his arms again. I was suddenly beneath him, his mouth was moving over me and it was causing a fire wherever his tongue and lips touched. Where I had teased lightly, earlier, I was met now with urgency and raw desire, his hands and mouth moving over me as if everything that had come before was but a prelude for this. He was a magnificent lover, with his mouth upon mine and suddenly his sex was thrusting deeply into me. "Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh fuck yessssssssss," I cried out, the feeling unlike anything that I had ever felt before, not even with dad had this been realized. "Fuck me Mark, take your time honey," I asked. Oh my God he was atop, within me, and the world beyond us did not exist as far as I was concerned at that moment. Yet this was now, what he was doing to me was raw, carnal and explosive, he was the epitome of the alpha male. When the sensation finally reached the point of eruption, I felt a climax shake me as if I had died, the rapture and sheer physical ecstasy of it was staggering. I clung to him, amazed that the joy that continued to grip me, grip him, so sweetly as I seemed to drift on the clouds, my room, my bed was floating in mid air. I was in heaven with him beside me there on the bed holding me to him. "If I had to go to prison for this, it would be so worth it now," Mark whispered to me. "If it weren't for dad, I would run away with you tonight and never once regret it," I said against his lips. "Does he know that you are gay," he asked me. "He knows... oh God he knows," I said. "But it goes deeper than that, Mark," I told him, and turned to look at the clock. "You had better go, he'll be on his way home soon," I told him. "When can I see you again," he asked as we got up from the bed. "Well tomorrow of course," he said. "You know what I mean, baby boy," he said, pulling me into his arms. "Let's play it by ear, ok," I said and he nodded and then kissed me. Your comments are welcomed and looked forward to always at my email: josh_cooper1990@yahoo.com thanks guys.