Author's Note:
This is a story of non-consensual sex. Yes, even rape. If this sort of thing bugs you, please don't read it and then leave a comment about how stories of this sort offend you. Oh yeah, it also contains gay sex. If you are a homophobe, LEAVE NOW.
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Doug's thick fingers shook as he opened the package. Sure enough, inside was the DVD as promised. He locked the door of his office, even though he was home alone and placed the DVD in the player on his computer.
The first scene displayed his chubby face made even chubbier by a mouthful of cock. He gasped, remembering the experience, yet still shocked to see it on his screen. It was a close up of his face. His eyes were wild, darting everywhere as if seeking help that wasn't to be found. The thick member in his mouth was sliding in and out at a rapid pace between his lips. Drool was flung each time the cock slid in and out. Doug winced in shame at the sight and squirmed in his computer chair. His mind drifted back to the incident that happened only a few days ago.
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Doug Jordan was almost 4 hours late for work. He paced ferociously, cursing with each step. The cable company had told him the usual line; We'll be there between 8 a.m. and noon. Here it was, 11:30 and they still hadn't arrived. At this rate, he could've gone to work and just taken his lunch in time to allow the cable workers inside to install his new converter box. His wife had important clients that day and couldn't take the time off. His young children were both in school. Doug strode through his house angrily muttering various threats against the cable company when the doorbell finally rang.
He jerked the door open to two younger men wearing the local cable company uniforms. The blonde man was holding a clipboard and had an apologetic look on his face. He opened his mouth as if to begin an explanation before Doug exploded, effectively cutting him off.
'You fucking assholes! Why is it that you say you're gonna be here between 8 and noon and you can't even get your asses here until almost noon? Do you think I fucking have time to sit around and wait for your incompetent asses??'
He continued his tirade, sputtering and raging, his full face red with anger. He pointed and gestured at the two men, leaving them both with incredulous looks on their faces, unable to get a word in edgewise.
The dark haired man finally reacted when Doug actually shoved him, causing him to stumble backwards. The nametag on his uniform read 'Paul' and Doug had made sure to use his name followed by various obscenities several times during his tirade.
'Whoa whoa whoa!! That's ENOUGH!'
Paul stepped across the threshold and roughly shoved the shorter, heavier man back...Doug blinked a bit and stopped his rant, surprised at the reaction. Paul's coworker, Dave arched his brows, surprised at Paul's reaction. Nonetheless, he followed Paul inside the door, quietly closing it behind him.
Paul jabbed his finger into Doug's chest, now that his anger had been piqued.
'Listen up, motherfucker! If you'd have just given us a chance to explain, we've been trying to call you and let you know what time we'd be here, but your phone appears to be out of service! Don't you EVER talk like that to me or my partner again, because we don't need to put up with your shit!'
Doug growled and began to scream back at him when Paul's patience broke completely and he slapped Doug hard across the face.
'Ohhhhh duuuude!' Dave snickered and covered his mouth to keep from laughing out loud as Doug stumbled backwards, tripping over an ottoman and falling on his ass.
Paul strode over and yanked Doug back to his feet by the collar of his shirt. By this point, Doug was too surprised to respond. Paul shoved him again, sending him crashing against the far wall.
'I'm sick and tired of you assholes thinking we have nothing better to do than wait on you fuckers hand and foot.' He shook his head and suddenly changed his tone. 'You know what? I've decided to give you the ultimate in customer service..That's right, fat boy...You're gonna experience the best that your local cable company has to offer!'
He grabbed Doug again by the collar and yanked him into the hall, jerking open each door until he found the master bedroom. Dave followed behind, obviously excited, a perky bounce in his step.
Paul shoved Doug onto the vanity chair and reached for his belt buckle, quickly removing his belt and tugging down his zipper.
Doug's eyes went wide as his mind raced. He had no clue what Paul was about to do and was suddenly petrified with fear. He raised his hands and stammered,
'Look...I'm sorry g-g-guys...Obviously there's been some mis-m-misunderstanding..Just..Just go...H-h-here, lemme give you some money...Just go away'
Paul snorted at the sudden change in Doug's behavior and slapped his face again, stunning him into silence once more.
'Dave, dude, go get the digital video camera from the truck. Fat boy here is gonna get the total experience.'
He jerked his thumb toward the door. Dave nodded and skipped out as Doug sat terrified in the chair, his eyes wide. Paul kicked off his shoes and untucked his work shirt, quickly unbuttoning it to toss it aside...He easily shoved down his pants, grinning at Doug's reaction as he undressed.
Doug shook his head, his face wearing an expression of befuddlement mixed with fear. Dave bounded back into the room, laughing when he saw his partner nearly naked and fondling his own cock through his boxer briefs.
'Make sure you get the expression on his fat face' Paul ordered 'But make sure you leave our faces out..Actually, it don't really matter, 'cuz we can always digitally blur our faces when we edit this later.'
He stripped off his underwear and stepped towards Doug, who by now began to register what was about to happen. Doug raised his hands as if to fend off Paul and began to shake his head and sob.
