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“I don’t have any condoms,” I groaned in frustration as Adam brushed against my throbbing erection.
Adam shot me a pained look. “It’s alright. I have never been with anyone.”
“Neither have I. I just wanted to be prepared for when I was. And I am. With you.” I blushed knowing he could see it spread over my body.
Adam nodded and ran shaky hands down my torso. It was hard to stay still, but I had to. We were both scared and both worked up to the point that I don’t think we could have stopped if we wanted to.
Adam dropped his head low and engulfed my cock with no warning. I yelped at the unexpected heat of his mouth. He slid a single finger in my ass and started humping the bed as he worked his finger inside of me.
“Fuck, Adam. Fuck, Oh my God!” I came so unexpectedly. So fast. And Adam swallowed me up, moving his mouth over my cock like they did in the porn vids I used to sneak a peek at on my phone. Once he swallowed, he climbed to his knees.
“There’s more where that came from,” Adam assured as he positioned us for sex. “Just remember to push out. It’ll make this easier.”
“What do you mean—”
Before I could finish, Adam slid his cock all the way inside of me with no warning, from tip to base, never even bothering with the bottle of lube we had. I could feel myself tearing in half as pain shot through my rectum.
“Ow, fuck. No, take it out! It burns! It hurts!” I screamed, tears spilling out rapidly as spots formed in my vision.
“Isn’t this what you wanted, baby?” Adam sneered as his pelvis thrust inside me harder, deeper, as if to punish me for wanting him. Adam’s face had changed from proud to that of a predator who’d caught prey to devour. “You’re so fucking tight.”
“You didn’t use lube!” I accused.
“You don’t need it.” As if to prove his point, he swiped the area and showed me the blood on his fingertip. “It’s supposed to hurt the first time—supposed to bleed. Women bleed their first time too. The blood makes it easy. It’s like the sex-ed class in camp. Blood means you’re pure.”
Panic set in. I didn’t know what twisted, fucked-up Christian logic he was spewing since assholes didn’t have hymens, but I felt like my asshole was on fire. I was pretty sure he ripped me a new asshole—literally. I would have to go to the hospital, and then my parents would find out what happened today.
“Stop!”
“No—it’s too late. This is now my ass. Just relax. It will get better.” Adam fucked me harder and faster. He didn’t care that I was in pain. Everything he’d said to me was a lie. He didn’t care about me. He sure as fuck hadn’t loved me. If he did, why hadn’t he stopped when I asked him?
I was sobbing so loud that I didn’t hear the footsteps until my bedroom door opened. “What in God’s name is going on?”
My mother’s screeching voice brought a halt to the assault.
“M-mom,” I cried out, trying to cover myself.
“Mrs. Pierce, this isn’t what it looks like.” Adam pulled out of me and shot to his feet, stumbling around to grab his clothes off the floor.
“Jacob!” my mother called for my father. “Come quick! Hurry!”
I heard Dad rushing down the hall. He burst into the room, and Adam lost his shit at the site of my father. My dad was a big dude. He probably could bench press two of Adam.
“He corrupted me,” Adam claimed. “He told me to come up here so we could pray and then tore off my clothes begging me to take the demons out of his butt.” Adam pointed an accusing finger at me.
All three of them looked at me. My mother with shock and horror. My father with anger and disappointment. Then there was Adam, the boy I thought I’d be with forever. Adam played up his anxiety, knowing there was no way to talk myself out of the corner he’d backed me into.
“I think it’s time you left, son.” My dad steered a barely clothed Adam out the door.
My mother sat on my bed, covering my body with the bloody covers. “Joseph, you can tell me what happened here. I’ll understand, and most importantly, God will understand. He is a forgiving and all loving God.”
I took a deep breath, looked her right in her eyes and spoke my truth. “Mom, I’m gay.”
“Wh-what? You…he didn’t rape you? You were screaming for him to stop—”
“He did force me, but…I’m still gay. I think.”
With a gasp, my mother sucked all the air out of the room. I was sweating not just from what Adam did, but from the judgement I saw lurking in her eyes.
