Assaulted

Warning: this has a non-consent scene.

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I stood at the front door of a stranger's house trembling with nervous excitement. After years of wondering what it would be like to suck a cock, here I was at the ripe old age of 60 on the verge of finding out.

It had started after I split up with my girlfriend a couple of years ago. We had been together for about a decade and had simply drifted apart. No hard feelings. But I learned quickly that the dating pool was pretty shallow when it comes to guys my age.

Porn quickly became the release for my sexual needs and as I read and watched more of it, I found myself focusing on anything involving blowjobs. That's when I started to wonder what it was like on the giving end, sucking a cock and swallowing cum.

One day I thought, fuck it, it's all or nothing at this time of my life. I downloaded a gay dating app and set up a profile. "First timer here. Looking for someone patient around my age who will allow a novice to give him a blowjob. Must be drug and disease free and very, very discreet. Looking for someone to lead the way. The stockier the better! You host." I posted it and closed the app, deciding to give it a few hours to see if there were any takers.

When I eventually checked back, I was happy to see I had three messages. Two were from much younger guys who I had no interest in, but the third was from a guy who was 58. He wrote: "Hey, I think I may be what you're looking for and would love to give you your first taste of cock. I'm good looking, friendly, fit and very discreet. Hit me up if you're interested."

His bio said he was a couple of inches taller than my 5' 6", and weighed 185 lbs., about 40 lbs. more than me. I checked out his photos. While there were no face photos, there were several of his body, which was stocky but solid and pretty hairy. He was, as the saying goes, built like a brick shit house. His cock wasn't that thick, so that was a plus for me.

I noticed he was online and wrote back: "Thanks for reaching out. Definitely interested."

He responded immediately. "Great, if you're available this Saturday night, let's do it."

"I'm in," I responded back. "What time and where?"

And that's how I found myself at a stranger's door this early evening on a warm summer day. My hand shaking, I pressed the doorbell. Moments later, the door swung open and standing there, wearing only gym shorts, was the man behind the profile. He was bearded and dark haired.

He grinned, reached out to shake my hand and said: "Hi there! I'm Gustav. But everyone calls me Gus."

A bit taken aback, assuming discreet meant no names, I reached out to shake his hand and said: "Nice to meet you Gus. Um, Drew, my name's Drew."

That's not my name, and I have no idea how that particular name popped into my head.

"Come on in," he said, still beaming.

I stepped into the foyer, and he closed the door. I kicked off my deck shoes. He nodded towards the interior and I followed him into the living room. He sat down on the sofa and I sat in an easy chair facing him.

"So, you wanna get to know each other, take a look around and get comfortable or just get down to having your first experience with another guy?"

"Um, this being my first time, I don't know," I replied. "How does it normally work?"

"Heh, it doesn't 'normally work' any one way," he responded. "Look, I get it, you're nervously looking forward to this, so we can skip the pleasantries."

With that, he lifted his ass off the sofa and peeled off his shorts.

"Let's do it. Take off your clothes, get on your knees and dig in."

With that, he tossed a throw pillow on the floor between his legs, which he had now spread wide. I stood up, peeled off my clothes, walked towards him and threw them on the sofa.

"Hmm, it's not very big," he said, looking at my dick. "I can maybe see why you want to try giving a blowjob. Penis envy."

I moved my hand to cover myself and felt my face flushing.

"No need for modesty, now Drew," he said, with a chuckle. "Having a small dick isn't the worst thing. Go on, get to work, my friend."

I did as I was told.

I knelt on the pillow, and slowly moved towards his flaccid cock. I gently lifted it up with my right hand and wrapped my lips around the tip, going down a couple of inches. I didn't know what to expect, but it felt spongy and kinda weird in a good way. There was nothing comparable to that first feeling. He had bit of a musky scent emanating from him. Instinctively, I started swirling my tongue around his cock and felt him start to grow. I also felt mine stirring.

"That's it cocksucker, keep doing what your doing and try to take a bit more into your mouth. And massage my balls gently."

My face flushed again at what he just called me. I reached up and held his balls in my hand and fondled them softly. His cock continued to grow in my mouth and while I tried taking him deeper, I couldn't go much further than about halfway. I thought this would be easier.

He placed one of his hands behind my head and pressed down, pushing me further onto his cock, which by now was rock hard and longer than I thought it would be. Maybe seven inches. I could feel him against the back of my throat and I started gagging. I placed both my hands on his knees to push myself off, but he held me down. This was definitely not what I thought my first time would be like.

"C'mon, you can do it."

My eyes were tearing up and I was still gagging a bit, but I kept at it, trying to please him. Finally he released his hand and I fell back onto my ass, coughing and drooling from all the gagging.

"You'll learn to take it all, but it will take some practice. Get back on it and see if you can do better cocksucker."

I leaned in again and took him into my mouth and tried running my lips up and down his shaft as I had seen in videos. I also tongued his slit. And that's when I tasted the pre-cum. Just a hint of what was to come.

"Keep kissing and licking down my shaft to my balls and back again."

I did as I was told.

I started at the top and licked and kissed my way down to his balls. I kissed them for good measure and slowly made my way back up. I did this several times. Gus was just leaning back, hands behind his head, enjoying himself.

"Okay, back into your mouth and stroke my shaft at the same time. And suck, cocksucker, suck!"

I put his cock back in my mouth and started slowly stroking him as I sucked for what must have been 10 or so minutes. He either had staying power or my technique was shitty. Then he put his hands on the sides of head. Suddenly, he started spurting gobs of cum. Somewhat shocked, I tried swallowing it but there was too much, and some inevitably leaked out of my mouth. Finally after five or six pulses, he stopped and let go of me. His cock plopped out of my mouth, and I sat back on my ass again, licking my lips.

I finally tasted cum other than mine. It tasted bitter and slightly metallic. It wasn't unpleasant but it wasn't the greatest either, though. But I had finally done it. I actually felt a little proud.

"Okay, come with me," he said abruptly and we both got up. I followed him down the hall to the kitchen.

"Pour us a couple of glasses," he said, gesturing to a bottle of whisky on the counter and two small glasses. "Then bring them out to the back patio to the hot tub for a nice little soak."

With that, he opened a sliding door and went out.

I did as I was told. I opened the bottle and poured some whisky into the two glasses, and went outside.

"Get in," he said as I handed him a glass.

I got in and sat across from him. He arched one eyebrow and nodded his head to the left, a signal he wanted me to sit next to him. I slid around on the seat until we were both touching.

"How did you like your first time?"

"Uh, well it wasn't bad, though I guess the question is how do you think I did?" I asked, hoping for some positive feedback.

"You did just okay for a beginner. You need more practice. I had hardly anything in your mouth and you started gagging. If you want to keep doing this I suggest you get a dildo and practice."

He put his arm around me and took a sip of his whisky. We sat in silence for a couple of minutes.

"Drew, now don't get mad. But you ever think that maybe you have submissive tendencies?"

"What do you mean?" I said defensively, and tried to move away. He held me firmly.

"Well, I've been ordering you around and you've been complying with everything. I called you a cocksucker and got no reaction. And your post on the app said you liked stocky guys, whereas you're pretty small and thin. Also, you said you wanted someone to 'lead the way.' And, finally, you have a pretty small dick."

He took his arm off my shoulder and placed his hand on my thigh and started rubbing it.

"Face it, the world is full of leaders and followers, alphas and betas. And you my friend, were just on your knees with my cock in your mouth doing everything I told you. You even poured us drinks at my house like a servant. Now, what does that sound like to you, cocksucker?"

I looked down.

"Look at me cocksucker," he said, with a bite in his voice.

I looked up.

"Consciously, you may not understand you're submissive, but subconsciously is another thing. You should go with the flow and see how things turn out. It can open up a new world and free you of making decisions and having responsibilities. Let others take charge."

I just nodded. We sat there for a while sipping our drinks. I wondered whether it was true that I was submissive.

Finally, I broke the silence and said: "I suppose I should go now."

"Sure, but first we should shower to get all these chemicals off us," he said. "Give me your glass."

He placed the glasses on the deck, grabbed my arm and we got out of the tub. He picked up a towel from a nearby chair and handed it to me. As I dried off, he watched me with a smirk on his face. I handed him the towel and he dried himself off before taking my arm and leading me inside.

Something seemed amiss and I should have just gone straight home, but I followed him.

We climbed the stairs and went into the bathroom, which had a huge walk-in shower with a bench and rainforest faucets. He turned on the water, waited until it was warm, and pulled me in with him

"Allow me to freshen you up," he said, picking up a bottle of liquid soap and a wash cloth.

As warm water rained down, he picked up a face cloth, lathered it, faced me and began gently cleaning me starting with my neck and moving downward, spiralling around my chest and to my arms before he started focusing on my groin. That did it. I started to get hard, and he noticed.

"Someone's enjoying this."

He moved to my side, and reached down and started slowly jerking me off. With his other hand, he was cleaning my back.

"Spread your legs."

I did as I was told.

He dropped the face cloth and started running his hand around my ass, dragging a finger along my crack. Meanwhile I was hard and moaning with pleasure as he continued slowly jerking me. I could feel his hardening cock against my thigh. Then he put a finger in my ass and I jumped.

"Easy now, just go with it."

He wiggled the finger around increased the pace of his other hand. Fuck, it felt good. My body started writhing as I tried to meet his hand jerking me. I felt another finger go in my ass. I was getting close.

"Oh, I'm gonna cum!" I cried.

He was ramming the two fingers into me now and jerking my cock quicker. And then I just started blasting cum as he kept ramming and jerking me until I was done. He removed his fingers from my ass, moved behind me and he pulled me closer into his arms. I felt his hard cock against my crack.

"How'd you enjoy that, cocksucker? Feel good to let someone take control?"

Suddenly, he pulled my right arm behind my back, twisted it and shoved me to the left against the glass shower wall.

"Ow, ow, stop it!" I cried.

I felt his cock pushing into my ass, and with it, the pain of it being stretched open.

"Gus, stop it!" I cried, trying to wrestle free. But he was stronger than me and held firm.

He was now fully inside of me. The pain was intense. I felt like my insides were being torn apart. He let go of my arm, put me in a choke hold with one arm, and held me around my torso with his other one as he continued his assault. He started fucking me, slowly at first but then increasing the pace. My arms hung limp as I absorbed the pounding. Across from the shower were two sinks with mirrors. I could see myself being assaulted through the foggy shower window.

"Look at yourself in the mirror there cocksucker," he sneered. "There's nothing I like more than taking someone's ass for the first time. Doesn't matter how old they are. And you get to watch yourself getting fucked! Look at yourself faggot!"

He had picked up the pace and now the only sounds were the showers, his thighs slapping against my body and my whimpering. Each thrust brought a spasm of pain. I don't know how long it lasted. Two minutes? Five minutes? I was in shock.

He started breathing heavily as he continued fucking me. Then he grunted loudly as he slammed into me five final times, shooting his load up my ass. Finally it was over. We stood there for a few seconds until I felt him relax. He moved his arms away from me and slowly pulled his cock out of my ass. He then slapped my ass twice. He gently moved me back directly under the shower heads.

"Squat and push the cum out," he said.

I did as I was told.

After a couple of minutes, he turned the water off and helped me rise. My ass was sore and I was a bit wobbly. We exited the shower and he grabbed a towel and started gently drying me. After he was done, I just stood there, trying to process what happened while he dried himself off.

"Now you're a cocksucking bottom," he said. "Plenty of guys will love that old ass of yours, and with a little practice, they'll love your mouth, too."

"You raped me, you fucking prick!" I screamed.

"Hold on there. You sure liked my fingers up your ass while I jacked you off. Seeing no complaint, I figured I'd give you the whole nine yards cocksucker. You didn't put up much of a fight to be honest. Me, if someone was trying to fuck me against my will, I'd be fighting as hard as I could."

"Fuck you, you prick!"

"Maybe you actually wanted it, you know, subconsciously," he said, with that damn smirk again. "Hell, I bet you'll soon be jerking off to what happened tonight."

"I should fucking report you to the police," I snarled.

"Go ahead. And when you do, you can explain why you have a profile on a gay app, why you came to my place to suck my cock and why you were in the shower letting me masturbate and finger fuck you. Me, I would just say it was consensual but I got maybe a little too rough is all. How would they know who's telling the truth?"

I slumped my shoulders.

"Look, maybe you learned something about yourself tonight," he said. "Maybe you learned where your place is and it's the start of new adventures for you. Giving yourself to alpha men."

He put on a bathrobe, grabbed my arm and led me out of the bathroom and downstairs. We went into the living room and he tossed me my clothes. Silently, I dressed as he watched me.

"Let me know if you want to explore a little more sometime," he said. "I'd be happy to continue showing you the ropes - maybe even use some ropes! And you can learn to let yourself go and serve an alpha male as you were meant to do you cocksucking little fag."

With that, he walked me to the door and gave my ass another slap and laughed. I left not knowing that my life definitely changed that night.