Gangbanged By My Dad And His Friends

Trevor needs to study for his first year chemistry exam… but his father and his friends are in the other room getting drunk and rowdy while watching a hockey game. No matter what he does, Trevor can’t block out the noise and just focus on the subject matter. So, as much as he doesn’t want to, he confronts his father and his friends and begs them to be quiet. But with the hockey game almost over, they instead convince Trevor to join them for a beer and the end of the game.

But when Trevor settles into the couch between his dad and one of his friends, uncomfortable memories arise… memories of the last time his dad was this drunk and the things Trevor and his dad did to each other. Thankfully, his dad was far too drunk to remember. But that small comfort is quickly lost when his dad starts making moves on him — with his friends still in the room — and then he leans in and whispers into Trevors ear “They know.”

Soon, the game is over, everyone is naked, and Trevor is being used by his dad and his friends for their personal pleasure.

Gangbanged By My Dad And His Friends is a 5,000-word short story.

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Excerpt

I turn my head slightly, looking to Chad and Derek. They’re both engrossed in the game. I turn back toward dad, my lips just a mere inch from his.

“Dad…” I say. I try to keep my voice low and steady, but it comes out with a crack. I sound like a pubescent teenager.

He glances past me, toward his friends, then his eyes meet mine again. “They know,” he says.

Then it hits me. It all hits me. Dad does remember that night. I thought I was the only one living with this guilt, but he is too. But … he doesn’t seem like he feels guilty. He seems… Dad takes my hand and puts it on his hard, massive bulge.

“Dad…” I say again, my voice cracking again.

“Trevor…” he says. I moan at the sound of my name on his lips.

Absently, I realize the game is over. I hear the theme music emanating from the TV, but it sounds like it’s a million miles away. He grabs the back of my head and pulls me close to him for a kiss, his lips crushing against mine, and it’s like all I can focus on, like my whole world exists in this kiss and nowhere else. Everything drops away — the TV, Derek, Chad — they’re all gone and it’s just dad and I and our kiss. I can taste the beer on his lips and his tongue, and the warmth of his body soaks through his clothes and through mine and warms me to my core. His hand falls to rest on my hard bulge and he starts rubbing it.

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