Chapter 3: Lewis Hears All About the Rape

A moment or two later, Danny started his story. ‘I arrived at my usual time of ten o’clock. Mr Williams let me in and told me a couple of extra things he wanted me to add to my usual tasks. Then he told me he had to go away for the day, but that Gordon would be home if I needed anything. He gave me an envelope with my pay in it as he would not be home by four o’clock, the time I usually finished.’

‘I went through to the back garden and got tools out of the shed. I’d been working for a couple of hours when Gordon appeared and asked me if I wanted a drink. I said I’d love a coffee, but he snorted and said he meant a proper drink. I told him I didn’t drink alcohol. I do sometimes but I didn’t want any at that time of day. He took the hump and stomped off. I didn’t get a drink and I didn’t see him again until two o’clock.’

By now Danny’s cock had shrunk back to minimum size, his tip having disappeared back inside his foreskin, and it lay down limp in the nest of pubic hairs. He continued with his tale. ‘He came out and called me, saying he needed a lift with something in the house. So, I went and followed him inside, taking my boots off at the back door as they were muddy.’

‘Then he told me that he needed a hand upstairs turning his mattress and went upstairs. I followed him; I had no reason not to. He went into his bedroom, and opened the wardrobe, I was puzzled that the bed was not prepared ready for turning, then I looked up and saw he had pulled a large knife about a foot long out of the wardrobe. I still wasn’t alarmed, he was rough spoken and rude sometimes, but he’d never frightened me at all.’

‘He came over and shut the door, then he said that as I was too stuck up to have a drink with him, he was going to teach me a lesson. I turned to open the door and he came up behind me. He put the knife across my throat and said unless I did exactly as he said, he would slit my throat.’

‘From that point on I was shaking with fear. He ordered me to strip off, then when I did but kept my underpants on, he grabbed the front and shoved the knife down, I thought he was going to cut my cock off, I was terrified.’

Lewis had said nothing, Danny seemed to be in full flow, so he didn’t interrupt, he just sat quiet, massaging his head with one hand and his chest and stomach with the other.

Danny continued, ‘The blade came out of the left leg of my pants, and he cut through the side, so the front section fell forwards and the back section fell backwards, then he moved it to the other side, I felt the blade touch my cock as it went past. He cut the other leg and my underpants fell to the floor. He told me if I didn’t do exactly what he said in future the next cut would be my throat.’

‘He pushed me face down on the side of the bed,’ Danny continued, giving a shiver as he spoke. ‘I still had my feet on the floor, he put a foot between my feet and pushed them wide apart, so my chest and stomach were now flat on the bed. Then he went to the foot of the bed and told me to turn my head to face him. He told me if I moved an inch, he’d stick the knife in my side so I would die slowly. I watched him strip off, he was taller than me and fat, but strong and muscular. He had a cock like a donkey which he played with until it stiffened up. Then he told me that he was a real man and was going to fuck me so hard I’d never forget it.’

‘He came round behind me. I was shaking and terrified. I felt him put the tip of his cock against my bum, then the next minute he forced the whole thing into me, all in one go, I felt like I was going to burst. The pain was so bad I remember starting to scream but I must have passed out. I don’t know how long it was before I came to, the pain was still intense as he was going in and out at great speed. Every time he pushed in the pain seemed to double so I soon passed out again. When I came round again, it was such a relief to find he was no longer in me. My bum and my insides felt like they were on fire and hurt like hell, but at least he was no longer in me.’

‘I lay immovable for a minute or two, then I realised I could hear snoring. I turned my head very slowly to find he was lying on the far side of the bed asleep, still naked, but now his cock, though still big, was limp and lying between his legs. The knife was down by his side between him and me. I slowly reached over and took hold of it, then gradually eased myself off the bed. When I stood upright, I had to fight not to cry out, the pain inside me was awful. I was so tempted to stick the knife in him, even cutting his cock off passed through my mind. But I decided escape was more important. I didn’t want to run away naked, so I got dressed very quietly, then tiptoed to the door.’

‘I still had the knife in my hand as I slowly turned the handle on the door, but as I pulled it open it made a noise. I froze, but it had woken him. He sat up and looked at me. With far more bravery than I felt I pointed the knife at him and said I would stick it in him if he came near me. I went through the door and pulled it shut behind me, then I dropped the knife and ran down the stairs like a bat out of hell. Just as I reached the door to the kitchen, he reached the top of the stairs. Seeing I was going to escape, he screamed, tell anyone and I’ll find you and kill you slowly.’

‘I shot through the kitchen, out the back door, grabbed my boots and ran down the street with them in my hand. In the next road I stopped and put my boots on, then I went to the nearby park where there were plenty of people about. I found a quiet spot, sat down and cried my eyes out.’

Lewis pulled him up into a sitting position and wrapped his arms around him. Danny put his arms around Lewis and laid his head on his shoulder. They sat for a while, then Lewis prompted him gently saying, ‘So what did you do then.’ Danny stayed with his head on Lewis’s shoulder as he continued, ‘I eventually stopped crying, I sat there for a few hours, the pain in my bum was still awful but I thought I could detect it was easing a little. Eventually I got up and walked home, luckily when I got home Mum was out, so I went and had a hot bath. When I got undressed, the back of my pants where all wet and sticky, I realised afterwards it was his cum oozing out and of course I had no underpants on. I had a long soak and washed as much as I could off my trousers, then I hid them to dry before I put them in the washing basket a few days later.’

‘The next few days were difficult, trying not to show it hurt me to move, or that I was in pain. I took some paracetamol each day for a few days, then it started to ease except for when I had a poo. It was nearly a month before all the soreness completely disappeared.’

‘What did you do about your Saturday job?’ Lewis asked, still holding him close. ‘The following Friday, I rang Mr Williams to say that due to family matters I couldn’t come anymore. He told me he was very sorry to lose me, and he would be delighted to see me back if my circumstances changed.’

‘Why did you decide not to go to the police or tell anyone?’ Lewis asked. ‘First of all, I was scared of Gordon, I really believed he would come after me. Then I was so embarrassed about the idea of telling anyone what he had done to me.’ ‘That was all understandable,’ Lewis told him giving him an extra squeeze.