Raped by Grindr hook-up

Disclaimer: the story is fictional and all parties are over 18 years old.

I'm 23yo and live in the UK. I'm a total twink who's 5'10, short brown hair, smooth and weighs no more than 60kg, slightly muscular but only ever worked out for looks nor strength. I've always been a sub bottom but too afraid to experiment properly. Been in a happy relationship for many years now but the hunger for something more extreme has been coming and going for years and only growing stronger.

Second week of January this year I got a chance to experience what I've wanted for so long although now I regret it. My partner went away for a few weeks to see his family so I had the flat to myself. He's only coming back this coming weekend. I knew that this was my opportunity.

Every time he was away in the past I would download Grindr and sext with guys, telling them all about my fantasies and what turns me on. I would always upload the same picture of my smooth chest. Deep down I believe that real men should be allowed to do what they want. If a guy is a top, he is entitled to get head and fuck when he's horny. If a man is an alpha, he's entitled to get his dick serviced. He's entitled to be rough if that gives him pleasure. It's about the top's pleasure, not mine as a bottom.

That's the mentality I shared with guys on Grindr. But then I'd always delete the app without doing anything. This time it was different, and I was determined to meet just for a blowjob, to try something new, get slapped around a bit by a superior guy. Start my journey.

It was Saturday night. I set up the profile, uploaded photo, and in the bio I said: "Looking for a hung guy to suck off. Can accom. Open to anon and darkroom. Rough guys welcome."

I went to freshen up, and let the messages flow in in the meantime. Took a shower, got the bedroom ready, and put a jockstrap on. I prepared my ass too and started playing with a small buttplug. I still didn't want to get fucked during first meet but wanted to relax and get hornier.

I then put some porn on and started to review the messages. There were over 15 already. Most didn't look interesting but there was one profile I recognised because I chatted to him previously a few months ago. He didn't seem to remember me though. Or at least so I thought, I'm still not sure. But when I chatted to him before, I shared the same fantasies.

He had a photo of his right bicep in his profile and some basic details, no face though. I never saw his face previously either. He opened up wasting no time:

Looking now?

Yes, keen to suck a nice cock tonight. Any other pics? Into? I answered.

After a minute he sent a picture of a beautiful cock which was around 7" but thick.

Just suck? he asked.

Yeah, just in the mood to suck today but would be up for a fuck next time if we meet again? What are you into?

I don't usually cum from just suck.

Well I'm very good at what I do 👅 promise you'll cum. So, keen? You got any kinks or preferences?

I'm str curious. What's your address

My heart was racing already at that point. I was so close to cheating on my long term partner. Fuck it. I typed it my address, hesitated for a moment and then pressed send.

I sat there staring at the phone until a new messaged popped up a moment later.

Will be there in 20. Leave door open. Wait naked on all fours facing a wall. No chat or other bs

God, this was really happening. I just gave a stranger my home address. There was no going back from it. I had to meet him.

The next 20min were the longest in my life. By the time 20min passed the bedroom was dark with just a candle on. All doors in the flat closed except the door to the bedroom. Door to the flat slithly ajar. I stood there waiting, wearing just a jockstrap, shivering from cold and stress.

Outside now the next message read.

I jumped up and ran to the buzzer. I let him in and heard the door open downstairs, and then close. Footsteps on the staircase. I ran back to the bedroom and threw myself on the floor on all fours. My heart was pounding.

Front door opens. And closes. I hear the sound of a jacket landing on the floor. Footsteps getting louder until I could hear the guy's breathing behind me.

I tried to control my breathing. I was terrified and completely at this guys mercy. He then touched my back and ran his finger towards my ass. He then slapped my ass twice.

Fuck yeah he murmured.

He then grabbed my hair and pulled me towards him. I fell on my face surprised but quickly got back up. I then took the first look at him.

He was tall, still fully dressed in a tracksuit. Shoes on. He had a hoodie with the hood on. I couldn't see his face clearly as the room was very dark. I could just make out his facial expression. He seemed hot. While still holding my hair he pulled his dick out with his other hand.

I tried to pull closer to lick it but all that gave me was a sudden slap on the face. My ears rang. He didn't say anything just kept staring at me.

His soft dick got a bit harder after the slap. He kept looking at me and then slapped me again. His dick got even harder. I thought "what the fuck, was he getting hard FROM slapping me?!*

Third time. I didn't know what to say or do, trying to speak up only led to the forth slap. He was now fully hard though.

Without a warning he let go of my hair, pulled my mouth open and rammed his dick in. I gagged but took it. I was eager to please him. He pulled it out and then rammed it in again, harder this time. I could feel it in my throat. He kept pushing until I could feel his balls on my chin and then held it inside.

I was still kneeling and trying my best but I couldn't breathe. Panic kicked in. I tried to pull away and put my hands on his legs, trying to push him. But he was strong and couldn't care less about me trying to push him away.

My throat was full with his cock, I still couldn't breathe, my head was pounding. Finally he let me go and I fell back on the floor panting. He took a step closer and slapped me again.

Never touch me unless I tell you fag

He then pushed me a bit farther towards the wall behind me, locked my head against it, and rammed his cock back in. He pounded my face for good 5-10 min in this position until I was exhausted and just wanted for this to stop and leave.

He eventually pulled out. Looked at my face covered in spit and seemed to just stand there taking it all in. He started to have a wank and slapped me again. Then again. His dick was rock hard already and but he kept slapping me until I had tears in my eyes, all of that while jacking off.

I don't cum from suck. Turn around and I'll have a wank over your ass instead.

All I wanted was for him to leave so I wiped my tears away and eagerly climbed on the bed, once again on all fours. I could feel him position himself behind me and felt his hand on my ass. I could hear him masturbating behind me.

Just don't put it in please, I just wanted to suck

I'm getting close he said. I then felt his fingers on my hole, one of his fingers going in. I immediately pulled away.

Don't. I don't want fucked

I'm close. Shut up. was the only initial response. But then he said is your ass lubed?

I didn't know what to say. I wiped myself with a towel earlier but some lube must have stayed inside. Before I could say anything I felt the weight of his body on mine.

You fucking tease. You said you don't fuck and someone fucked you already earlier? Am I not good enough for you?

No no I was just playing before you came in. I didn't meet anyone. I'm in a relationship, you're the only one I met like ever! I almost yelled at him.

A moment of silence.

Even better. he said. I didn't take a condom

And then I felt the tip of his dick on my hole for just a brief second before he shoved his dick deeper.

NOOO STOP PLEASE. I cried. YOU'RE NOT EVEN WEARING A CONDOM. PLEASE DON'T!

No response. I could feel his thick cock slowly going in deeper only using the tiny amount of lube left it in me from earlier. It felt dry. It hurt so much.

PLEEEEASEEE I cried again. Tears now streaming down my face.

Told you I don't cum from suck. Be fed or be bred.

His dick must have been half way in when he stopped.

Are you ... crying? he suddenly said surprised.

I lay there quietly not saying anything, but couldn't control my sobbing which he was able to hear clearly.

No way. he said.

I could feel his dick pull out of me. I felt immediate relief but the pain was still intense.

I'm sorry I said. Please can you leave?

I didn't get an answer. After a moment I pulled myself up and looked behind me just to see him now fully naked, dropping his trousers on the floor. He looked excited, giddy almost. Still rock hard.

Mates told me they made fags cry before but never had that myself. This is awesome he said before he mounted the bed again now fully naked.

My sobbing got louder and in a state of panic I tried to jump off the bed but he didn't give me that chance. Next thing I knew he flipped me on my back, pulled me closer to him, and pinned my arms behind my head.

If you think it hurt when I put it in before, just wait he said with a smile.

I tried to fight. I tried to plead. I tried to scream. Nothing helped. He positioned himself until I could feel his dick against my hole again. I squeezed it tight trying to delay the inevitable but it did nothing.

He then looked me in the eyes with the biggest excited smile. Look at me fag, he said before he rammed his entire cock inside of me.

My vision blurred. My hole felt like it was being ripped in two. I was in so much pain and I could feel his cock going in and out of me.

HAHA YEEEES CRY FOR ME he yelled laughing.

I was an incoherent mess, I was crying so much I couldn't actually see him. When my eyes clearer enough for a moment all I could see was his face. His eyes were locked with mine, and I could tell he was having the best time of his life.

You're such a crybaby fag he said, still pounding my ass. His dick felt even bigger than earlier, probably because of the pain.

I couldn't think of anything I could still do to make it stop. All the fighting and protesting did nothing.

He suddenly paused his brutal fuck and I felt his breath closer on my face. I kept my eyes closed and then felt his tongue on my face and eyes. He was LICKING MY TEARS.

FUCK YES CRY FOR ME MORE FAG. SHOW ME WHAT YOU'RE TAKING FROM A REAL MAN

After that brief pause he went back to fucking. After a few more minutes he started panting and his rhythm became irregular. He was finally getting close. He started shoving his cock as hard as he could in me to make my screams and cries louder.

I was not putting up any fight anymore at that point. Holding me down by my throat with his one hand still, he started slapping me in the face.

USELESS FUCKING CUM DUMP

His cock was ramming in and out of me.

TOLD YOU I DONT CUM FROM SUCK FAG

Another slap. And another. And another. My face was on fire, barely any tears left at that point. I finally felt it all stop. His cock deep inside me and him panting loud.

FUUUUUUUCK TAKE THAT ALPHA LOAD YOU FUCKING BITCH

And then he collapsed on me. He was so sweaty. I could feel his heard pounding on top of my chest. I lay there silently, waiting.

After a minute he pulled himself up. His cock left my ass but I felt no relief this time. What I did feel was his load leaking out of me.

He wouldn't look at me. He wouldn't speak to me. He was smiling though. He took a small blanket from the chair in the bedroom and wiped himself with it. He then cleaned his dick with it too and dumped the blanket on the floor.

He slowly got dressed. Put his shoes on last. Looked at me, still smiling. He looked like he just earned an achievement, he looked confident. He looked whole.

And then he just left. When I checked Grindr later that might after I cleaned myself up, his profile was gone. My ass still hurts even today.