The day started out in the upper-70s and the temperature hasn't even started to rise yet. It's going to be a very hot day, in more way than one.
My wife's sister married a manly-man, a former hockey player and party boy. A day laborer named Chuck. He's never held a job for long and he seems to do the same thing with women. He was caught cheating on my wife's sister with his dad's second wife, believe it or not, and they got divorced. I have to admit that it was a bit of a turn on to think of this older woman, Joan, fucking this guy. She really has a sexy, tight ass and I've jerked off many times thinking about fucking into that sweet, older, tight ass of hers. Maybe, bending her over the washer or dryer or over something in the garage or some other odd scenario like that. Her bleached blond hair and her gravely, husky voice moaning and groaning as I plow into her shitter and shoot my hot cum deep into her dirty ass.. mmm..
Chuck has a big, hairy gut and I always wondered how he fucked with such a big gut, he must have a long cock to get any of it inside a pussy or ass with his gut hanging over his belt so far. Joan must have seen something in this guy to cheat like that. It's really a big soap opera with everyone cheating on everyone else.
I sure picked a bad day to get a flat tire, the hottest, most humid day of the year. And, of course, the spare tire that's hanging under the back of the wagon is stuck up there. The bracket is all rusty and I can't get it off. I'm struggling with it trying to get the rusty bolts off and I'm sweating so much that I had to take off my shirt. So, there I am, laying in the dirt on the side of the gravel road on my back and sweating trying to get this stubborn spare tire off so I can get out of there.
I'm not having any luck at all, but I am getting horny thinking of all sorts of crazy scenarios that could happen out there in the middle of nowhere on that gravel road in the woods. As I'm lying under the car working on the bolts, I hear a vehicle coming. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Here I am, sweating like a pig, just wearing my gym shorts and no shirt, and I'm all dirty from laying under the car. I've been fucked in the ass before so it's always in the back of my mind. Growing up on a farm, sometimes young, horny guys do things to other guys and I was the one that everyone else was doing it to. That's probably where my rape fantasy got stuck in my head, from being used as a fuck toy by other guys, and sometimes, older farm hands after high school when I was still living at home and working on the farm. I'd just be working in the barn and a couple of farm hands would corner me and just pull my pants down and start fucking my ass, taking turns at me until they both came in me and then just left me there, lying in the hay all dirty and messy and full of cum. We were all so sweaty that their cocks just went in my tight ass and they just started fucking it. I think that's where I got my love of being treated like a fuck toy and my rape fantasy came about.
Somewhere along the line they started filling my ass with piss, too. One time, as a punishment, one older guy pushed me over a hay bale and stuck his cock head in my ass and started pissing in me. The other guys looked on with amazement, all jerking their cocks, waiting their turn at me, and then they all did that and things got dirtier and nastier from there.
They'd push me down on the barn floor and stick food up my ass, like hard boiled eggs or squirt reddi-whip in my asshole and then fuck into it like they were punishing me for something, mixing all of that food up with their cocks and adding their cum and piss to the dirty mess in my ass. I think it was just so exciting to have someone to use and abuse and do whatever they wanted to that sometimes things got out of control. I came to love these rape scenarios and looked forward to them, sometimes even egging them on by not wearing a shirt and just wearing my loose shorts like I have on now under this car. One time they poured flour on me after stripping my clothes off and I was all sweaty and sticky and then they'd spank me and fuck my ass when I was all white and covered with flour, like they were fucking a ghost. They always laughed and had maniacal looks on their faces as they jerked their cocks and waited their turns to shove their dirty cocks in me. A couple of the older farm hands had huge cocks and the young guys always loved seeing them fucking into my tight, little ass with those things.
They'd tie me up to the ceiling and put a hose in my ass and turn it on, shooting water in me and filling me up as I was hanging there with my feet just barely off of the floor. Then, as the water was squirting out of my ass they'd grab me by the hips and fuck their cocks into me and laugh. The older guys really liked fucking me, obviously they knew more about it and having any hole to fuck was probably the best thing ever, especially such a tight, young asshole like mine. They'd make me shit and they'd fuck into me at the same time, dirty, nasty things like that. I was really used like a fantasy fuck toy. A couple of really old guys fucked me, too, and I mean, old, like in their 70s. I don't even know who they were, probably tramps from the railroad yard or something. The other guys probably just wanted to see what would happen. Those old bums really liked pissing in my ass, for some reason and they were really rough with me, slapping my ass and really pounding their dirty, smelly, old cocks into me and pissing on me and on my face. Dirty old men.. I still have a fantasy about being raped and abused by dirty, old, smelly men because of that.
As I'm lying under the car trying to get that damn spare tire off, I hear the other vehicle stop and I see a pair of legs walking over towards the car and I hear a familiar voice, it's my jerk ex-brother-in-law. He talks so fast and mumbles so much that I can rarely even understand him, but he knows it's me under there and says something about wondering if I need a hand. I thought that was pretty nice of him, especially with all of the trouble he's brought into the family the last couple of years with him not being able to keep his dick in his pants, or in his own wife.
I sort of shimmy out from under the car and it's fairly apparent that I have a hard on with the way that my stretchy gym shorts are poking out in front, and of course, I don't have a shirt on and I'm all dirty and sweaty. Nice. He looks at me and asks if I need a lift into town to get someone and get the tire fixed. I figure, what the heck, who knows when anyone else will be coming along this road, so I throw the flat tire in the back of his pickup and jump in front and we start driving towards town. It's a good hour to get there and he seems to be looking over at me more than usual and taking his time driving. I know that he has a hunting shack out in the woods somewhere in this area that he used to meet his dad's second wife at and fuck the hell out of her before they got caught. I'm wondering what he has on his mind.
