Timothy - 72. Chapter 72

Tom came down from his bedroom. “Are you hungry?”

Stephen set the table then poured the coffee. I had made a thick soup and fresh-baked bread. We had found frozen bread at our grocer, and all I had to do was bake it. Sitting down, Stephen poured the coffee, “Dig in, Tom.”

He must have been hungry, and he had two servings of soup. He started to relax, “Are you two married?”

For the next hour, We talked about how we met, our marriage, work, and Ann Marie. He told us about Bruce,

“I never was a party animal, and I tried to stay in the shadows. My height made the basketball team coach seek after me. At the first practice, everyone hit the showers. I waited for everyone to finish. When I walked into the changing room, Bruce was there. He had a boy washing his back. When the boy saw me, he went and dried off. Bruce was still in the shower. I undressed, picked up a towel, and headed to the shower. I took the one furthest from him. I had my back to him and didn’t see him approach me. He grabbed my ass, whispering; I’d like to fuck that ass. I could feel him rubbing his cock on my ass. I froze, turned, and told him to fuck off. There was no way he would ever get a piece of my ass.

I stayed away from him as much as possible. I knew he would date a girl three times, and then he never looked at her again. In the locker room, he would take bets on how many dates it would take for him to take a girl’s cherry. He was hot for one girl, but he couldn’t get close. She had a boyfriend, and as soon as he heard Bruce was bugging her, he confronted Bruce in the lunchroom. Bruce denied it, and as he left, he grabbed his dick and said she should be so lucky if she had a taste of this. That did it. The next thing I saw was Bruce on the floor. From that time on, Bruce tried to get even.

“What did this girl look like?”

“She was your sister’s friend. That night, they were walking away from the school dance, and Bruce had a few beers too many. He was going to get that girl since her boyfriend wasn’t around. As the girls reached the trees that lined the sidewalk, Bruce was ready to make his move. Just as he was ready to grab the girl, her boyfriend showed up. They left, leaving your sister alone. Bruce was drunk and angry. That was when he grabbed your sister and fucked her. When he realized he had the wrong girl, he gabbed Benny and pushed him toward your sister. He told Benny if he didn’t fuck your sister, he would tell everyone he was the one who attacked her. Then he grabbed me and told me I was next.

When it was my turn, I couldn’t get hard. He said he knew I was a queer, and if I didn’t suck his cock right now, he would tell everyone I was the one who raped your sister. He knew he had me, so I sucked his cock. But that wasn’t the end.

The next time we had practice, I delayed taking a shower. When I went to take a shower, I thought the room was empty. Bruce was hiding; I was under the shower when Bruce came up behind me. He had a bar of soap. He whispered, suck my cock until it’s hard, then bend over. Your ass is mine from now on. After every practice or game, it was a repeat, suck him hard, then bend over to be fucked.

After graduation, I went to college out of state studying mathematics. When I came home for breaks, he would phone me and say he needed a tight pussy. He called my ass a pussy. After I graduated, I was offered a position at our old high school. Then Dr. Bruce came back and opened his practice. He was married, so I thought he wouldn’t bother me anymore, but I was wrong. I got to know his wife’s cycle better than he did. When you started to look into that rape, he got scared and left. I was afraid and took a job in an insurance company for six months, but I wanted to teach. I went and got a teaching position in the school where you found me.”

I looked at Tom, and he was a victim as well as Ann Marie.

“Tom, when was the last time you were forced to have sex with Bruce?”

“The week before he left.”

“Anyone see you?”

“No, he was always careful. We would meet at that Motel north of town.”

“Do you know what name was used to make the reservation there?”

“Yes, mine.”

Looking at Stephen, he nodded. I knew he had taped everything. I had Bruce, and he will go to jail, not for Ann Marie but for Tom. Ann Marie will take his money, but Tom will put him in jail

Laying in bed, “I misjudged Tom. He was a victim just like Ann Marie.”

“Are you going to take Tom on as a client?”

“Yes, I’ll get money for Ann Marie, but I’ll get Bruce special accommodations for Tom. Tomorrow, I’ll have Tom sign some papers appointing me as his lawyer.”