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Story about a young man who is forced by another. I would warn you about it, but then, that's why you came here to read it you naughty boy...
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This whole thing started when I broke up with my girlfriend. At the time, she had said I wasn't there sexually and emotionally for her needs, and that she needed space... whatever that means. We had been together for three years, living together for the last year. I guess it was the co-habitation that led her to grow irritated and bothered by me. I never saw it coming either; she just blindsided me one day and packed her stuff up the following day.
That was three months ago. Since then, my luck with the ladies has been bad, but I haven't exactly put myself out there. Some buddies of mine tried to get me drunk and laid a few times, but the sad sack that I am just didn't have it in me to talk to another girl that might break my heart.
Eventually I was convinced by one of my co-workers to join Tindr. I'm a mechanic at an Acura dealership, mostly dealing with customers who can't put on their wiper blades and screw on license plates. It's not exactly the most exciting job I've had. Andrew, who worked in the bay next to me, always had stories on Monday mornings about his weekend. And his stories always started with, "I met another chick on Tindr..."
So I thought I'd give it a try, see what the hype was all about. After making a profile, I began my search and to my surprise, I hit a match almost immediately! My God, if I had this three years ago, maybe I'd have never met Janice, my ex.
So I chatted with my new Tindr date; she told me her name was Carol. Carol was a sexy blonde with nice C cups. She was prompt and friendly in her responses; we got our basics out of the way, I told her (stupidly) that I just got out of a relationship, blah blah blah... she was getting out of one herself though. She followed this with, "So James... are you DTF?"
I didn't know what DTF was. Not to look ignorant by asking her, I Googled it, "Down to fuck." Holy Shit. Hell yes I am. It was three months ago I broke up with my girlfriend, but it was SIX months since I last got laid. You could say I was a little bit backed up.
I casually responded, "Yes I am. Care to go for a drink?"
"I don't need a drink. I just need to get laid... now ;)"
Wow this seemed too easy. But the way Andrew talked about Tindr, he had me believing it was always this easy on Tindr. Crazy that through my younger years, I had to actually go to bars and clubs and try to convince woman just to dance with me, let alone go home with me... now this beautiful 28 year old was asking me to fuck her.
"Would love to. My place or yours?"
And with that, I was in. She sent me her address right away and told me to walk in. "I'm horny but have work in an hour, so just walk on in and find me in the bedroom. I'll be waiting, hun ;)"
Fast forward to I'm walking up her steps. At the time, I couldn't believe how easy this was. Surely there had to be another way. It never occurred to me that I was being scammed. I was so stupid back then.
I walked into her house; the door was left unlocked, true to her word. It was a small house and I could see the bedroom door when I walked in. It was left open a crack and I could hear a girl's soft moaning. She must have started warming up. After all, she did say she'd be 'waiting'. I stripped, grabbing my condom in-hand and walked into the bedroom.
But it was empty. The noises I heard... gone. And that's when he snuck up behind me.
It never occurred to me if I was in the right house, or being scammed, or whatnot. I just had a hard-on and wanted to get laid. But here I was, in a stranger's house, after being invited over through Tindr no less, and now I'm naked in a darkened room and immediately I sense someone lunge behind me, grabbing one of my arms, twisting it behind my back and violently pushing me forward on the bed.
It was a guy. I could tell from his body hair... which I could feel because he was naked!
