I hear his footsteps in the hallway, and that alone is enough to make my heart race.
I hear him enter the living room, and then I turn to him only to see him sit down on the couch next to me; he puts his feet up on the coffee table in front of us, then points to the television.
<<Turn on the console. And bring me the pad.>>
I don’t even think about doing it, I just obey.
<<I left a beer in the fridge. Bring it to me.>>
Once again I decided not to talk and just get the work done.
He is my sister’s boyfriend, and I’ve known him for a few months now. I still don’t get over how he was able to put me in this state of mind, but… here I am.
From the first time I saw him things went badly for me. I remember that day perfectly.
As usual I was arguing with my sister. I had paid my part of the rent, but she still had to pay hers … she used the money to partying and traveling, and this really made me angry.
We argued loudly and slammed the doors, but that was normal for us. What was not normal, however, was the fact that there was also another person in the house that day, her new boyfriend.
I hadn’t seen him initially because he was in her room. I thought it was only her in the house, so I attacked her as soon as I saw her in the kitchen and we started arguing and yelling.
At one point her boyfriend showed up though. I still remember the blow to my heart when I found myself in front of that giant… I stopped suddenly, paralyzed by a sense of fear and surprise. The boy in front of me was taller than me and definitely bigger, and he was also half naked: he was wearing only boxers, which allowed me to admire his sculpted body with terror.
Dark hair, tall, muscular… he was an adonis, so damn handsome my guts twisted; he was looking me up and down with a rather hard expression, but those eyes were not only scaring me, they were also making my genital organ hard: I’ve never been in front of a guy so damn hot before.
<<I don’t know who you are>> he said with dangerous calm <<nor do I care. But no one talks to my girlfriend like that. Apologize.>>
<<I … I … I … she … she is … my sister.>>
<<I said I don’t care who you are. Just apologize.>>
At that point I remember recovering from my surprise; I had an erection, but was too angry to notice, so I vehemently objected to his demands: my sister was clearly in the wrong, and I wasn’t about to apologize for a mistake she had made.
<<No!>> was my answer <<It’s you who has to apologize to me! I have>> but I was silenced by a slap.
The violence of that blow was such that I remember losing my balance and the ability to see, yet that boy had slapped me with a light and listless movement.
<<I’ll ask you just one more time. Apologize.>>
I could barely see him, but I still refused.
<<As you wish.>>
He grabbed me by the back of my neck and started squeezing. The pain I felt was excruciating, so much that I couldn’t even scream; i tried to rebel in an uncoordinated way, but i ended up on my knees almost immediately, and with tears in my eyes i decided to give up and do whatever he wanted; i couldn’t go on taking that pain.
<<Sorry! Sorry! I apologize!>>
<<Too late buddy. You will have to do more than that now.>> he said <<Kiss her feet. Show that you’re really sorry.>>
My sister was clearly enjoying it all, and smoothly stretched one of her feet; I kissed her without any hesitation, I just wanted the agony to go away.
At that point he pushed my face into the floor, pressing with extreme force.
<<Now, calmly, explain to me what your problem is.>> he said.
<<Today the rent expires … we have to pay. I already paid my part but she didn’t!>>
<<How much money do you have now?>>
<<I…I only have six hundred pounds!>>
<<How much is left to complete the rent?>>
<<Seven hundred pounds.>>
<<Good. She has a hundred pounds. You six hundred. Put that together and you will pay the rent, so where is the problem?>>
<<T-the problem is that I have already paid seven hundred pounds!>>
<<So what? You’re a loser who spends all your free time playing video games, and all your money buying takeout because you have no idea how to cook by yourself. You really don’t need that money.>>
With tears in my eyes, I whimpered that it wasn’t true, but he persisted, reminding me of how I lacked an effective social life. He was right. I wasn’t dating anyone and my money was either put into my bank or used to buy food… nothing more.
After a while he lifted my face off the ground to bring it in front of his; his breath went straight into my nostrils as he spoke, and as much as I hated that situation I felt that my penis was about to explode with pleasure… I’ve never been so close to such an handsome man before, and that show of strength was turning me on a lot more than it should.
<<Now you pick up the phone, pay the rent, and we’ll close the matter here.>> I remember hearing him say.
I started crying that I didn’t want to do it, but that guy didn’t budge and convinced me to pay, telling me that I would get rewarded if I would behave rightly.
In the end I picked up the phone in front of his eyes and sent all of my remaining money to our renter, completely draining my card… and only then he let me go.
<<Good boy.>> he said <<She will pay the rest later.>>
With that said, those two went to their room and… well, they had sex. The screams went on for hours.

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