Chapter 4: You Are Not Coming In Here

‘Then it showed me with my mouth wide open, apparently by my choice. It showed his cock sliding into my mouth and then it showed it sliding in and out. Unless you knew, you’d think it was my head moving on his cock, not the other way round.’

‘Next it showed me holding his cock. Then it showed his cock ready to go in my bum as he played with my cock. It showed his cock sliding into my bum, then the front of my body and my face, there was no doubt it was me, or that I was making no objections.’

‘Finally, it showed his hand playing with my cock. It clearly wasn’t my hand. And just below it, you could see that his cock was still in my bum. Then the last shot he had taken as he pulled out. He had got his cock clearly half out of my bum and managed to include my face as well.’

‘As he switched the tv off he told me, ‘I’m sure you wouldn’t want anyone you knew to see that film. So, in ten minutes or so when you get your movement back, you’ll get dressed and I’ll take you back to the railway. You’ll never tell anyone what happened here.’

‘If you do, I’ll make sure that everyone you know, even your parents, will get a copy of the film you’ve just seen. But as long as you keep it to yourself, I’ll keep the film to myself. Oh, and if you decide you’ve enjoyed yourself, feel free to return to have another go.’

‘He came and knelt in front of me, no camera this time, and played around with my cock and my balls. Then I started to feel I could move. As soon as he realised that I was getting my movement back, he stopped playing with my cock and stood up.’

‘He just stood watching me as all my movement returned. I burst into tears and cried for ages, I was embarrassed, scared and my bum hurt like hell. ‘You bastard.’ I said when I stopped crying, it was the only thing I could think of to call him.’

‘How did he react to that?’ Cliff asked. ‘He just laughed. ‘I’ve been called worse.’ he told me. He watched me as I got dressed and told me not to worry about my bum, by morning all the pain will have gone. ‘Come on, I’ll take you back.’ he told me.’

‘No,’ I said, ‘I don’t want to go back, I never want to see you ever again.’ ‘That’s a shame,’ he told me, ‘You were good fun. Off you go then,’ he said, ‘But remember that I’ve got the film.’ I walked out feeling so relieved to have escaped.’

‘I went for a walk and sat in the park. My bum wasn’t as painful when I sat still. I knew I couldn’t do anything and risk the film being seen. Apart from my own embarrassment, I could only imagine the effect it would have on my parents.’

‘I knew that if I had seen a film like that about someone else, I’d have found it hard to believe that he wasn’t a willing participant. I stayed out until the usual time that I would have gone home. Then I had a long soak in the bath. The pain in my bum was already easing.’

‘By the next morning, most of the pain had gone. I never went back after that.’ ‘Sit up.’ Cliff told him. Cliff moved round and took him in his arms. As they held each other tight, Cliff thanked him for telling him. ‘It’s such a relief to have shared it.’ Duncan admitted.

‘Just stay there for a while,’ Cliff told him, ‘I take it you still don’t know the name of your attacker?’ ‘No.’ Duncan replied. ‘Ok, in a moment I’ll show you some photos to see if you can pick him out. When did you have your last nightmare?’ Cliff asked. ‘Two nights ago,’ Duncan told him.

‘Strangely, I didn’t have one last night.’ ‘That’s because you knew you were coming to see me, you knew you were doing something about it.’ Cliff told him. ‘I’m afraid that won’t stop it, but it will help, you’ll find they’re not quite as often after today.’

‘We’ll talk about getting rid of them for good shortly. Just let go a moment so I can show you some photos.’ Cliff handed him a half dozen he had asked Rosemary to take a copy of from the railway photo album. Duncan flicked through them quickly and picked one instantly.

‘That’s him.’ he said handing Cliff a picture of John Kirkham. ‘Do you recognise any of the others?’ Cliff asked. Duncan had another look at the remaining five. ‘That’s Jim,’ he said, ‘I know he’s a director, he’s nice. That’s Mitch, he’s nice too. Those two I don’t know their names or their position, but I’ve seen them working there.’