Last episode of Alex's adventures, following the question of one of you.If in my different stories the encounters seemed idyllic, quite respectful and the pleasure shared, it was not always so... One night when I left Leo's, I felt followed almost immediately, muffled footsteps but the gravel betrayed them. I turned around and immediately a man who was behind me on the same sidewalk crossed. He had pulled up the collar of his jacket and in the darkness I couldn't make out his features. I let him take the lead, he walked at a good pace. He disappeared from my sight. I crossed the University bridge and turned right onto Quai Claude Bernard, no one in sight. I hurried on despite everything. I forgot to be careful… At the corner of a street I saw too late a shadow leaping towards me. I felt a sharp, cold object prick me in the back of my neck. "Don't shout and everything will be fine... Walk past me...". I complied. " Stop ! ". He pushed open a door. We were in the rue de Marseille. " Between ". As soon as the door closed behind him, he said to me, "Get down on your knees!" ". What I did. He undid the belt of his pants and shoved his cock into my mouth. I, who have always hated the smell of badly or unwashed sex, I was served. I masturbated at the same time which made him hard very stiff very quickly. He made me drop my pants. “Turn around! ". I leaned against the wall, spread my legs ... He took me like a savage and came very quickly, growling. While holding me glued to him he said to me by placing his blade on my neck, "You belong to me now little fagot, I'll fuck you as much as I want my bitch". He withdrew immediately, pulled up his pants and quickly left. I leaned against the wall pulling up my pants. I had the repercussions of fear, I was paralyzed.I returned quickly to the university city and washed myself several times in a row. I said to myself, "I hope this guy hasn't given me some shit...".A few days later when I told my misadventure to Leo, he forbade me to go back to the city U at night. I never saw my rapist again. As for filing a complaint, I didn't want to experience the misadventure that Leo had experienced at the police station in the 7th arrondissement, place Jean Macé, for forced fellatio under the threat of a knife. The mocking police asked him to tell in detail. One of them ends up saying to him “You don't want to reproduce the scene on me? ". Leo had left under the laughter of the policemen. He kept a burning memory of it.One Friday, a woman came to see me at the Brasserie Georges. Blonde, in her fifties, a little overweight, pretty face, flesh visibly a little soft… “Here I would like to offer a rather special present to my husband… In fact, if I understood correctly, you sleep with men? ". I nodded to him yes. "In fact the gift would be you… My husband has long dreamed of having sex with a man, preferably a young one."I resumed my favorite expression “Why not! How would it be? » « We live at the beginning of rue Edouard Herriot, at the corner of place Bellecour. » I say to myself « They are not poor... »."We are celebrating his birthday next Saturday, in a week, at 3 p.m.... If you are available...". “I don't have anything planned… How will it be? ".“My brother will call my husband at 3 p.m. sharp. While they are in conversation, I will introduce you into the apartment as far as my husband's bedroom...”. "So they're sleeping apart," thought Alex Holmes, second-hand detective... "You'll undress and position yourself on all fours on the bed." I will warm my husband well and take him to his room. I will say to him “Here is your present my darling and he will make you… finally he will take care of you…”. "She's afraid of words," said Alex Watson to himself.“Yes he will sodomize me. ". "Here" the blonde told me, simpering.On Saturday at 3:00 minus a few minutes I arrived on the landing. The phone rang, I heard a man's voice answer "Yes, thank you, thank you.." The door opened slowly, I rushed into the hallway and followed the beautiful blonde. She took me into a room, the curtains were half drawn but the light still showed all the details, bed, chest of drawers, bedside table… I quickly undressed, not without taking a look at my hostess in a transparent nightie. When I was on all fours on the bed, she came out, beckoning me to wait.The phone had been hung up, I heard them exchanging a few words that I didn't understand.The door opened abruptly, the blonde was walking backwards, groped by her husband. She moved away and designating me "Happy birthday my darling!...". "Hmmm... royal gift..." he said. “You wanted it for so long! ". He came up behind me, spat on my puck several times and penetrated me directly and thoroughly. He took his time, visibly enjoying each coming and going. I was really enjoying myself... Big moderately long cock, it was excellent. He limed me for a moment, the guy was tough. I was used to jerky jerks that preceded the enjoyment. He was no exception ... In a final jerk he released his seed in a long rattle. I remained glued to him, then he slowly withdrew. His wife, who had enjoyed the show, handed him toilet paper for him to wipe off. She looked at him lovingly. He took her in his arms.At that moment the doorbell rang. While putting on his pants he said to me, “Don't move! and went to open it. The blonde, a little embarrassed at the armholes, said to me, "They are our friends...". “Friends were not included in the 'contract'. I was your husband's present, right? ". " Yes, but... ". " There is no "but... ". During this time I was getting dressed.And that's where the situation got out of hand. The husband arrived all smiles followed by two couples. And pointing at me "Here's my gift!" » and realizing that I was dressed turned red with anger « But why did this little idiot get dressed? My birthday is not over. Your ass is available for my birthday, right?! ". During this time the two couples were undressing. "Libertines..." deduced Commissioner Alex Maigret.“Your wife only spoke to me about you. I fulfilled my contract! I'll leave you and your friends to your somersaults...". The two couples were now naked in the bedroom. “I had a great time, you are a good tail! ". and I was about to leave the room when one of the two men grabbed me by the arm. “But where is the little whore going? Did you hear what you were told? The birthday isn't over, you're still going to serve...". Since I was a child I have never accepted being restrained, constrained, squeezed, even in games with friends. I looked at the guy and said calmly "Let go of me immediately or I'll stick you a...". Surprised he let me go but instead of letting me pass, pushed me on the bed. Unbalanced I fell on my back and immediately turned around to get up. It took me badly. The man held me by the ankles and asked the householder to hold me by the handles. “I'm going to give this bastard a stick! ".He asked the third man to hold my ankles while he pulled down my pants. And there miraculously, the women who observed the scene with amazement intervened. "Paul, no don't do that!" You're not going to rape him anyway? ". “We don't rape anyone he came by himself as a birthday present! It's money you want, right? said the second man.“Jean, please! finally said his wife. "But she's a whore!" He spends his time getting her pussy fucked! What are you feeling sorry for him! ". He went back down the hall and came back with a wad of bills which he threw at me. "Keep naked now and open your pussy wide, that's what you're here for!" ". I managed to get up. The blonde hostess turned to me, "I'm sorry!" I didn't want that, I assure you! Then looking at the three men she said, "Please let him go!" ". “I agree with Hélène! Jean's wife insisted. "So the blonde's name is Hélène..." noted Alex Poirot."Come on, let's get to the cake!" the blonde said, leaving ...

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