Author's Note:
This is just a fantasy and I do not condone any of the acts depicted here.
I tried making this one a slightly realistic scenario of a non-con story. If that makes you uncomfortable; don't read any further. This is also the most requested story so far.
All the characters are over 18 in this story.
Day 2:
Roger woke up around noon the next day. He felt really weak throughout his entire body.
A minute after gaining consciousness, he realized that he was sleeping on his parent's bed. His entire body, including his ass, was sore. But his ass was not hurting like it used to.
He was horrified to learn that his body had gotten used to taking whatever Mr. Nelson would give him. The older man had his dick going in and out of him for most of last night; making Roger cum multiple times in the process.
Roger was still struggling to come to terms with the fact, that his body had already accepted the older man as a suitable partner. As he slowly got out of the bed, Roger was still thinking about ways to get away from the house. There was absolutely no way for him to physically outrun Phil Nelson. Roget knew that he would have to sneak out of the house somehow.
Roger thought about running away after Mr. Nelson was resting after having an orgasm. But the problem was; by the time the older man orgasmed once, Roger also orgasmed, usually more than once. So, he was also too tired to run away from the man at those times.
He went to his parent's washroom to freshen up when he saw the clothes Mr. Nelson had picked out for him. It was jockstraps with tight fitting gym shorts, and really tight fitting tank top.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Roger knew that he was not strong enough to resist. Mr. Nelson did not even have to say anything and Roger was about to do what the old man wanted. Roger knew how the tight fitting clothes would feel on his hairless body. He knew what the older man was going to do to him once Roger wore those clothes.
The young man was ashamed to open his eyes and look down to see his now hardening cock.
Roger walked downstairs to see that the fat old man was completely naked on the living room couch, watching a game while idly scrolling through his phone.
"Sleeping beauty is finally up it seems." The older man commented as he turned towards Roger. "My lord, do we look beautiful this morning."
Roger knew by instinct that ignoring the older man was going to get him punished. He feared what the punishment might be. But what Roger feared more was that, lately he had been enjoying the so-called punishments more and more.
"Thank you daddy!" Roger showed his appreciation for the compliments.
"Oh!" Mr. Nelson said. "I've finally broken in such a fine boy for myself."
"Yes daddy!" Roger replied, not knowing if he was truly broken in or not.
"Go on have something to eat." The older man said. "Then we're going to have a lot of fun together."
Roger walked over to have his late breakfast. The living room couch was still in view. He was checking out the hairy body of his much older neighbour as Roger started eating.
Roger still had trouble believing how much strength the older man had in his seemingly fat body. His biceps and forearms even look fat. But Mr. Nelson can hold Roger down with one hand only. He had a beer belly that can fil up Roger's arched back, while getting fucked from behind. His upper legs and ass was also fat, which helped him thrust his dick into Roger so hard and rough. His man boobs were bigger than most 19-year-old girls.
Phil Nelson looked at Roger and gave him a wicked smile. Roger knew what the old man was thinking. Phil probably knew what the young man was thinking.
Roger started choking on his food when the two of them made eye contact. He had to consume a large quantity of water to force the food down his throat.
Roger knew that something much bigger was about to go down his throat pretty soon.
Two Months Earlier:
Roger felt like fire was still burning on his lower body the morning after Mr. Nelson forcibly took his anal virginity. He woke up and it stung deep inside his ass just to move his body in any way.
His brain was still having a hard time processing what had happened just a day before. But his body sure was telling him that everything was real. Not to mention how his dick reacted to the memory.
Roger did not want to find out he was gay like this. He knew deep down, that even if he was gay; what the older man did was completely fucked up. His first time was forcefully taken by a perverted older man. And the penetrative experience was full of pain and confusion. But his body was definitely feeling all weird by the end of the experience.
No matter what, Roger was in no way attracted to his fifty-something-year-old neighbour. What the old man did was wrong in every way imaginable. Roger should be able to go to the police and try to put that man behind bars.
But that would mean the video of Roger wearing feminine clothing would be out in public. He didn't want others to think of him as a sissy. Not to mention how it will ruin his already dwindling relationship with his father.
Despite being the only son; Roger felt like he would have to work extra hard to even be noticed by the man that was supposed to love him unconditionally. Even with all of his struggles, Roger always tried his best to make his father happy. But no matter what he did, or how hard he tried, his actual dad will always brush him off after finding one or two flaws.
As he got out of the room, Roger saw that his father was out by the pool, looking at how Roger cleaned the place. Roger slowly walked outside to see how his father reacted to his backbreaking work.
As soon as he walked outside, Roger's father told him that the chair was not positioned properly and Roger could have easily moved it after he was done cleaning the last day.
Roger look at the wooden sun lounger where he was flipped over and fucked in the ass for the first time. The pain was still fresh in his ass. He was disheartened when he looked down at his feet and told his dad that he'll fix it later.
"It's just a chair," Donald Pummel said. "Come one, move it so it's facing the pool right."
"Yes dad!" Roger sighed as he walked back to the chair.
As he bent down, Roger's entire body cried out in protest. It was a heavy wooden lounger that two people can comfortably lie down to watch the sunset. And, as Roger recently found out, the chair was sturdy enough for some heavy fucking. Roger's face contorted as his ass was sending distress signals to his brain right when he tried to push the chair.
"Oh don't give me that attitude young man." His father said. "Just do the task at hand without complaining."
"I was not complaining dad. It was ..."
"There you are, complaining again."
"What's going on over here?" Came the voice of the older gentleman that did some not so gentle things to Roger just a day ago.
All the blood ran out from Roger's face when he turned around to look at the older man's face behind their shared fence. It was the face of a man smiling at the father-son duo. You could never guess what he was capable of by looking at him.
"Roger here was just finishing what he started." Donald Pummel commented. "He cleaned the pool yesterday, but forgot some important details along the way."
"Oh right." The older neighbour replied "I saw him working hard all afternoon." He eyed Roger from top to bottom. "I bet it was really hard on his body. The poor boy deserves some rest."
Roger could not believe that the man that fucked him was telling his father something like that.
"Nonsense!" His father brushed the concerns off. "He's a young man, he can take on much harder things."
"You don't say?" The neighbour had a smile on his face that only Roger could decode. "He can take it rough for sure, but everyone deserves a little break. Besides, he's not used to doing what he did yesterday."
"That's true!" The father agreed. "But he's almost 19 now. He needs to learn that you need to push yourself to achieve anything."
"That is also true!" The neighbour agreed this time. "Sometimes you need a little push from others to get to what you're really capable of. Young people don't understand that their elders always know what's best for them."
"Exactly!" His father parroted.
"But I still think yesterday was a big experience for him. He deserves some rest." Mr. Nelson said. "Once he gets used to being physically exhausted like that, he can start doing it regularly without any breaks. Who knows, maybe he'll start craving that feeling deep inside of him."
"Adrenaline!" Roger's clueless father responded. "Tell me about it. He just doesn't know how good it feels yet."
The neighbour gave a hearty laugh before turning around and walking away.
Roger had his mouth open as he saw the conversation taking place. He was looking at the old man walking away when his father flicked his ear to get his attention.
"What are you waiting for?" The father said. "Fix this mess and get inside."
Roger felt like crying as he saw his father close the door behind him. He looked at the completely clean pool and just felt sad for not getting a single compliment.
"I knew it." Phil Nelson said as he was already jumping the fence.
Roger was horrified by the speed at which the older man was approaching him.
"All talk and no substance." The neighbour pulled the lounger with one hand and positioned it properly in less than 30 seconds. "The man you call your father is nothing but a little bitch."
The neighbour brought out a tube from his back pocket and handed it to Roger.
"Here," Mr. Nelson said. "It will help you heal faster. You're smart enough to figure out how to use it."
Roger was hesitant to take the tube at first. But making eye contact with the older man made him comply straight away.
Roger felt a mixture of fear and subservience.
