Home Invasion
 

 by: Hankster

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The criminal was lurking in the bushes, keeping his eyes on the house he was casing.  It was not yet dawn, but a slight glow in the eastern sky hinted at its imminent arrival.  Suddenly a light went on in an upstairs bedroom, and Rob Spencer, cowered lower into the bushes.

He knew that the house was occupied by a gay couple, but that only one was home at the moment.  The other one was on a business trip.  The front door and the garage door would be tightly shut, but the kitchen had sliding glass doors which led to a perfectly private back yard.  He hoped that those doors would not be locked.

He waited for about five minutes after the light went on to make his move.  He reasoned that by that time, Bill Sawyer, who lived here, would be in the bathroom, performing his morning ritual.  He crept his way to the door of the gated fence which surrounded the back yard property.  Just as he suspected the door was latched, but there was no lock on it.  He prayed that he would be that lucky with the sliding glass doors leading into the kitchen.  He didn’t want to have to break glass and risk being heard.

He was right again.  The sliders were not locked.  He easily entered the house, and was rewarded with more luck.  Night lights scattered throughout the premises lit his way upstairs.  He heard the water running in the shower, and he smiled to himself.  This was going to be too easy.

The bathroom door was not closed, and he positioned himself just outside the door.  He removed a rag from his pocket and a small vial of ether.  He spilled the contents of the vial onto the rag, and soaked it thoroughly.  The moment he heard the water stop, he got ready.  As Bill stepped out of the shower, Rob sprang at him.  He grabbed the hapless man and put the rag over his nose.  Bill was out so fast, he didn’t know what happened to him.

When Bill woke up about twenty minutes later, it took him a couple of minutes to get his senses back.  As he became more alert, he realized that he was bound hand and foot to his bed railings.  He also realized that he and the bed were bone dry, and he was naked.  Whoever did this to him had taken the time to dry him off before tying him up.

Bill searched the room, looking for the person who had done this to him.  He was shaking with fear.  He didn’t see anyone, but incredulously he heard the water running in the shower.  A few minutes later, a man came into the bedroom drying his body with a large bath towel.  Bill looked at him in disbelief.  Here was a thief who bothered to take a shower.  Then he thought that maybe the guy was homeless, and he didn’t begrudge him the shower.

“What do you want from me?” Bill asked.  His voice was trembling.  “I have no money, but I have a valuable set of sterling silver flatware that my mother gave me.  You can have it, but please don’t harm me, and please untie me.”  He started to cry.

“Stop sniveling,” Rob said, as he dropped his towel.  Bill was frightened to death, but when he saw the man’s body, he was consumed with lust.  It was well muscled and as beautiful as any Grecian statue he had ever seen in a museum.  Better yet, the invader was fully erect.  Bill figured eight, fat, uncut inches.

“What do you want?” Bill asked again still sobbing.

“Everything I want from you is lying in your bed.  I don’t want, nor do I need, your fucking silverware.”

At last it dawned on Bill.  The man wanted his body.  He panicked.  He and his husband never used condoms anymore.  If this guy raped him, he couldn’t even ask him to use protection.  The man would be exposing him to STD’s and even AIDS.

“Why me?” Bill asked.  “Have we ever met?  If we did, I apologize for not recognizing you.”

“You don’t know me,” Rob said, “but I have seen you and your husband at the gym many times.  Your hubby didn’t particularly turn me on.  What did you ever see in him anyway?  But the first time I laid my eyes on you, I wanted you.  I vowed to have you in any way I could.”

“Didn’t anyone ever tell you that beauty is only skin deep.  If you knew my husband, you would know what a great guy he is, and for your information, he’s a fantastic lover.”

Bill didn’t have a lot of time to conjecture on his state of unease, when Rob shut the bedroom lights, and threw himself on top of him.  Rob started to laugh.  “If you think your hubby is a great lover, when I’m through with you, you’ll want to divorce him and marry me.”

“Fat chance,” Bill started to say, but he never got the words out.  Rob’s lips were clamped down on his.  Worse yet, Rob was attempting to part his lips with his tongue.  Bill was fighting him, and trying to turn his face away.  Then he thought that if he gave the criminal everything he wanted, maybe he wouldn’t harm him.

Bill became aware of something else.  Rob’s naked cock was rubbing against his, and they were both erect.  He was suddenly filled with more lust than fear, and he began to kiss back with a bit of passion.

“What do I call you?” Bill whispered in Rob’s ear.

Rob knew that he was winning the battle of this particular seduction, so he whispered back, “Call me Rob.” 

Rob began to slither down Bill’s prone and helpless body.  He could not have been more loving and sensual at the same time.  He lingered for a long time, nibbling on Bill’s ears, his eyes, his eyebrows, and his neck.  Bill wondered what he would tell his husband if he got a hickey.

Rob continued his downward slide.  He nibbled for a long time on Bills nipples and then on his innie.  By now Bill was squirming, but he was bound so tightly, he wasn’t getting very far.  Rob advanced to Bill’s thighs and toes, purposely avoiding Bill’s cock and balls.

Rob grabbed the ether soaked rag which was lying on the night table.  “I’m going to unbind your legs,” he said, so that I can rim you.  If you try to fight me off, I’ll knock you out again.  Do you understand?”

Bill nodded.  He was not about to stop Rob from rimming him.  He wanted it badly.  No, he needed it badly.  When bill’s legs were free, he began to squirm because of the feelings Rob was invoking in him.  Rob took all the pillows on the bed, and stuffed them under Bill’s butt.  He caressed Bill’s cheeks, and started kneading them.  He didn’t seem to be in any great hurry, but eventually, he buried his face in Bill’s crack, and Bill cried out in delight. 

Rob’s tongue bathed Bill’s crack for a very long time, and finally he said, “I’m going to fuck you now.”

“Please,” Bill whimpered.  “I don’t have any condoms, but I have lots of lube in the night table.  Don’t go in dry.”

Rob started to laugh.  “I’ve been bathing your ass in saliva for over half an hour.  Sorry buddy, I’m going in au naturel.”  That having been said, he put Bill’s freed legs on his shoulders, lined up his cock, and entered Bill with a minimum of difficulty. 

He was not in any great hurry, so he didn’t move a muscle.  He seemed to be enjoying the moment.  In fact, it was Bill who couldn’t wait, and he started to gyrate his ass, so Rob began to pump.  He had delayed everything else, but he couldn’t delay his building orgasm.  It was just too strong for him.  Bill felt Rob’s juices spurting up his ass.  For a moment he was ecstatic. Then he realized that it wasn’t his husband’s seed, but a perfect stranger’s.  Instead of crying, he was just appalled.  When he came, Rob screamed so loud, Bill hoped a neighbor could hear him.

It was broad daylight now, and Bill could see his assailant easily.  He could not believe how handsome and muscular his rapist was.  Could he really call it rape?  He had given in willingly to his lust, but he had not given Rob permission to enter him.  In fact, he had asked that Rob use lube, and he had refused.  That decided him that he was raped after all.

Rob stayed inside of Bill as long as he could.  After he fell out, he got out of bed and made no attempt to clean either of them up, even though his semen was oozing out of Bill’s ass.  He retied Bill’s legs, and Bill cried out, “I swear, I won’t give you any trouble; just untie me.”

“Not yet, my beauty,” Rob sneered.  “I have a treat for you that I know you are going to love.”

Rob reached into the night table and retrieved the tube of lube, which Bill had promised him he would find there.  He generously coated Bill’s cock with the goo, and shoved some up his ass.  He straddled his prey, grabbed Bill’s cock and guided it gently into his insides.  Once again, he didn’t move, trying to delay Bill’s orgasm, and to add to his own pleasure.  In the end, it was Bill who began to thrust up and down.  Bill reached his climax just as fast as Rob had, but Bill’s psyche was rebelling.  He kept thinking of his husband, and how he had betrayed him.  Once again he was consoled by the belief that he had never consented to this act.

Rob climbed off Bill and remounted him in a sixty nine position.  They were both limp now, but Rob started to gently swab Bill’s dick, staying away from his crown, which he was certain was very sensitive, since he had cum just moments before.

When Bill realized what Rob was doing, he began to lick Rob’s cock in the same gentle manner.  They lay like this just tonguing their cocks for at least an hour.  Almost simultaneously, they both became aroused.  They started sucking with more urgency.  Now they took each other’s cocks into their mouths, and began to suck for real.  In one of those rare and wonderful moments, they came together.

Before they had a chance to recover, the phone on the dresser started to ring.  Rob jumped up, and grabbed the ether soaked rag.  It was practically dry now, but he told Bill to answer the phone, and if he said anything to alert the caller, he would knock him out again.  Rob had great doubt that the nearly dry rag would put Bill to sleep again, but he threatened him just the same.

Bill picked up the phone and said, “Hello,” as if he was scared stiff, which he was.  Rob could only hear Bill’s side of the conversation.  He wanted to put the phone on speaker, but he refrained from doing so, in case the party who was calling might hear him.

“Sure Mom, Bill said.  “We’re both fine.  Are you all right?  Is there a special reason for your call?” …….. “So you just wanted to say hello and tell us how much you miss us.  We miss you too.” …….. “Sure, he’s here.  Hold on.  I’ll put him right on.”

Bill handed the phone to Rob.  His hand was over the speaker.  “It’s your mom.  Make it short, will you.”

Rob took the phone and had a short conversation with his mother.  By the time he was finished, Bill was out of bed and getting dressed. 

“Next time I want to play the intruder,” Bill said.

“Anything for you, Babe,” Rob answered. 

The two men kissed, and went downstairs to make breakfast.