Tristan by Alec13
Discover the tantalizing world of 'Tristan' by Alec13, an erotic sex story that blurs the lines between fantasy and reality. Dive into a narrative filled with passion, desire, and unexpected twists that will leave you breathless. Perfect for those seeking steamy romance and thrilling encounters. Read now to unleash your wild side!<br/>
Hot rape scene, if you dont want to read The scenes before sex just skip down to sex. Appreciate all comments, especially the ones with your thoughts abou writing style. , It was a rainy day, by night it only got worse. Tristan was standing on the pavement, getting wet and holding his jacket over his head. He was on his way home, but he didn’t really feel like it. He was going home from the fun evening with his friends, and didn’t quite feel like calling it a night. There was a bar across the road, windows shinning bright in the night. It was a spontaneous thought, but he turned around from his way, crossed the road and got in. The inside was warm and pleasant after the cold night rain. Tristan went to the bar stand, sat down and ordered mojito. Barman was a nice guy, black short hair and a kind smile. They chatted, laughing at each others stories. It was a good time, Tristan thought, definitely beats going to home and spending an evening alone.
While they were telling each other jokes, Tristan didn’t notice how a tall guy got in through the bar’s door. He had blonde short hair, blue eyes with hard eyebrows, and was in an incredible shape, his muscles visible through the tight shirt as he took off his jacket. It looked like his shirt was about rip. He looked acroos the bar, his deep set eyes stopping on the Tristan, a slight smile appeared on his lips.
He walked over to where Tristan was and set next to him.
“Hey” he said
“Hi, I thought you were going home” replied Tristan turning to look at him. Tristan thought the guy was incredibly beautiful, especially with that square jaw. They were friend for a long time. Zach was always nice him, always help I with everything he could and always keen on listening to whatever Tristan had to say.
Zach could finally take a good look at Tristan, he loved looking at him. The boy had a really firm body, his hard big muscles noticeable even through the jacket, he had a huge back and muscular shoulders. Even though he was sitting, Zach could tell that he was really tall, at least 6″6, he liked it. And his face,Zach couldn’t stop stare, he had a square jaw but his chin was giving an impression of the triangle, with the small cute nose and deep set brown eyes, he had a strongly innocent look. Huge hard body and such an innocent face, he was 26 years old, not older then Zach who was 28. Zach was already getting hard just from looking at him.
The barman had to walk away, there were more clients communing and he had to serve them. Good, thought Zach, having him all to myself.
“Are you waiting for someone” asked Zach
“No. Just getting drunk, all by myself. Didn’t want to go to sleep just yet” answered Tristan.
“Nice! Me too! Now you’ve got yourself a drinking-body!”
Zach and Tristan talked over different things, just making small talk while getting dossier and dossier.
“Gotta go to the loo” said Tristan, got up and started walking a bit funny towards the door at the ride side of the bar. Zach took his chance and damped a load of white powder into Tristan’s drink, that should knock out a horse in a second, he thought. When Tristan came back he drank a bit and smiled at Zach, starting talking again. Apparently Tristan was more then a horse, because it took him another 15 minutes of drinking down that cup in his hand, even though when he turned around, Zach dumped more powder into it, hopping it won’t kill him. But once he amptied his glass, he started to faint, seemingly struggling to keep himself awake.
“Whaa.. What’s.. I think there’s something wrong with me…. I don’t feel well” he said with his half shut pretty eyes, his head wobbling from side to side.He started falling and Zach caught him.
“Is everything fine?” asked the barman, seeing unconcies Tristan.
“Yeah, just had too much to drink, that’s all.” said Zach “I’m gonna get him home, I know where he lives” he added seeing barman picking up the phone to call taxi.
Zach put Ttistan’s left hand over him shoulder and started dragging him to the exit door, some people turned around, but he didn’t care, his fun night was just starting.
He walked out into the cold night, with Tristan’s body on his shoulders, he was strong so it as easy for him to carry even someone so big as Tristan’s. He could feel him breathing, he was glad he didn’t kill the pretty boy. His car was parked just at the door, he knew what he was coming for when he entered the barhe made sure to park close to the exit.
Zach dropped Tristan’s body on the back seat, still unconscious, and got in at the drivers seat. It was 15 minute long ride, for Zach it felt like eternity, he couldn’t wait to play with his new toy.
They finally arrived. Zach parked the car close to te huge metal doors. Got out and carried out Tristan’s body once again heaving him on his shoulder. When he was picking him, Zach noticed how hot Tristan’s ads looked while he was lying on his face. It was perfectly shaped and like looked huge and firm bubble ass. It took him some will strength to don’t feel it there, ‘just a little bit more, soon I’ll get to play with that’ Zach told himself while opening the metal doors and carry the body inside.
It was a dark shabby room, that had another, smaller, wooden door with the handle, opposite to the one they just came in through. Only one naked bulb was hanging at the middle of the room on a black wire attached to the ceiling, blincking time after time. There was another lamp hanging from the right wall, lighting the old working table, chair stoop a little aside. In the whole with just two weak bulbs the shaddy room was darkly lit. The floor was dirty with trash, and burned cigarettes laying around. There were also some boxes close to the exit door, and an old looking, bettered couch at the left wall, facing the table.
Zach dumped Tristan’s still unconscious, but firmly breathing body to the ground, stretching his shoulder. Zach was weak but the the guy was huge and heavy, clearly solid muscle.
Zach went to the boxes at his left, he couldn’t wait any longer! He opened one on top and pulled heavy ropes from it, threw them on the table. Then picked up Tristan again and carried him to the dirty black couch , threw him there roughly on his back. He didn’t notice it at the bar but the bitche’s jeans weren’t tight ans still he could see a huge bulge. ‘Fuck yeah!’ Zach thought to himself. He started undressing him, roughly pulling Tristan from his jacket and the shirt under it. What he saw when he finally dumped the shirt in the corner was beyond his expectation. Tristan’s body was super hard and creamy white like milk. He had huge abs and hard big, hairless chest. His shoulders were round and smoothly flowing into huge muscle arms, ‘he could put up a fight to me’ thought Zach seeing how big his hands were. Zach loved how Tristan’s neck looked muscular too. He couldn’t wait to suck on those red nipples of his. This time he couldnt hold himself so he bent down and started sucking on Tristan’s right nipple, he heard him starying to make a few sounds but they died away. Zach was sure that dose will keep him asleep for the whole night, if not longer.