In case some of you haven't realized, yet... I like raping smaller characters with bigger characters... to put it politely. Something you may not know is, I'm not gay. I'm, in fact, straight, and I do have a girlfriend. We are very happy together. So don't PM me asking if this is a true story set with Riku and Sora, because it's not! I just like to write gay porn, but I'm not gay myself. We clear? Good! Enjoy, then! ((This story actually has a plot! Go figure!!))

Diary of a Victim

So, you're another one, aren't you? Coming here and asking me to you tell my story. You're going to ask me why I did it. Why I let it end that way. Why I wasn't angry, or even why I just didn't go through with it. You're going to call me crazy for thinking that way, and letting everything that happened happen. But, since you asked for a story, I'm going to give you one.

I'll start just where I started when the reporters asked me. It hasn't changed, and it never will, because now, I don't want it to. It wasn't always that way, but, what am I doing? You want to hear it, don't you? That's what you came for. I guess it all began with swimming class in my sophomore year. It always does...

The teachers would call it a mishap in the school's schedual programing. Students would call it a fluke. Me? I called it fate. But, whatever you call it, our swimming class was odd, to say the least. There were 27 girls and only 2 boys, including myself. The other boy was Riku.

Riku had long, silver hair and bright blue eyes, like mine. They were always entrancing to me, but I never gave it any thought. I wasn't gay. No, not me. That's what I kept telling myself. Riku, however, was different. To put it poliltely, for his sake, he was what we call homosexual. And he wasn't shy about it, either. Everyone knew, and he made no attempt to hide it. He didn't act like a stereotypical 'gay' person, but it was always there, in the back of your mind.

I laugh at it now, my unwillingness to change. Riku would purposly wear these... thin, light blue swimming trunks. When they got wet, they clung tightly to his thighs, and became practically see through! I'd catch myself looking when he got out of the pool, but quickly turned away. Because I wasn't gay. No, not me.

I made the mistake of talking to my parents about this "fluke" in the scheduals with my parents. My second mistake was mentioning that Riku was gay. My father, a homophobe, got up and left the dinner table. My mother placed her head in her hands and sighed. "I wish your father would control his temper," she'd repeat to me... every night... every week... of every month... The problem was, my mother couldn't be assertive.

But that's a different story. You want to hear this one. Whatever, it doesn't bother me anymore. As I was saying, every Friday was "Free Swim Friday" in swimming class. We could do whatever we chose to do. And, of course, we chose to goof off the entire period.

One girl got stuck in a fit of laughter and couldn't pull herself from the pool. Everyone was laughing, it was such a spectical! She'd almost make it, start giggling, and then fall right back in! Finally, Riku went over to try to help her out, but he was laughing as well. He kept slipping further and further down, and threatened to fall in the pool as well!

"Sora!" he called in between snickers. "Help me! I'm slipping!" I walked over to him, not sure of what to do. "Hurry! Put your arms around my waist and pull! I'm slipping!" I quietly obeyed and tried to take his torso in my arms, but went a little too low. My hands slid down his wet form and I accidently grabbed his penis! I blushed a deep red and pulled back with all my might.

All three of us came tumbling backward, and Riku's tan back landed on me. He was so warm and soft, yet his muscles made him hard. It's difficult to describe. Needless to say, I didn't stay very long, and rushed back to the boy's locker room.

Oh! That's something I haven't told you about. The showers... The boy's locker room is very big, ecspecially for only two teenagers. It's divided into two places by a partial concrete wall, don't ask me why, but each 'room' has a seperate shower area. From the very first day, I went to the one room, and Riku the other, but he always used my side's showers! And he always showered naked.

I tried to avoid Riku since that previous accident I just mentioned, so I barely talked to him. He was... different, and like I said, I don't 'do' change. But, I had to know why he came all the way to my side when his was much closer. He replied, "Because the other showers don't get hot water." Yeah, right, I thought.

Mistake number three: telling my parents about Riku's little showers every day. My father stormed from the table, this time. And my mother rolled her eyes with a sorrowful sigh. I tried not to think anything of it. My father was a dick, anyway, but his attitude got to me, none the less.

One day, while trying to avoid Riku by leaving early, I hurridly put on my clothes and gathered my towering stack of books. But, in my haste, I forgot to buckle my belt. As I ran past Riku, who was still showering, my shorts fell down, taking my boxers with them. "Hey, Riku-" I started, and immediatly knew it was the wrong thing to do! But it was too late to correct it. Already, the running water had stopped, and I could hear Riku's bare feet crossing the floor.

His tall, muscular body leaned against the entry way, and he cocked his head to one side. His figure was dripping wet and steamy. And his body was like a scuplture. Who was this kid, an Olympian God?! Even his member was long and thick and succulent. Mmmm, suck... Wait! What was I doing?! I wasn't gay, that would be wrong. No, not me. At least that's what I kept telling myself.

"Yeah?" he asked, either being intentionally dreamy, or if it was just my nerves. There was no stopping it now, he'd never let it go if I didn't say anything, me being in such an awkward position and all.

"Could you, uh-" I stammered timidly. "Could you help me pull my pants up? I'm a little short handed at the moment." I hefted my books up for him to see. Little did I know that this one motion made my own member bounce, slightly, underneath me. Riku raised an eyebrow and shrugged.

"Sure," he mumbled, walking slowly toward me, his length moving with his steps. I couldn't help but watch it... it was pretty hard to miss. Riku kneeled down and grabbed my shorts, pulling them up tantalizingly slow. When he got to my crotch, both our limp shafts made contact with each other. Riku pulled my shorts over his manhood and mine, his balls dangling inside my pants, rubbing against my bare skin with lust.

"Mmmmm, oops," he groaned. "Sorry about that, Sora." He gradually pulled his length from my waist, every inch that slid past making my own harder and harder. It felt like it would burst from my pants. "Uh, oh," Riku grumbled, staring at my crotch. "It's almost time to go to our next class. You can't go with such a hard-on like that." That time, I knew he was purposly being dreamy! "I can help you with that, too."

Just as before, Riku grabbed my shorts, only this time, pulled them down. When he got back to his knees, he was in the perfect position to breath his hot breathes on my throbbing length. "Since this is supposed to be quick, I'll skip the formalities," he informed, just before taking my manhood into his mouth.

He licked my soft flesh with his warm tongue and enveloped it, sucking hard. The sudden invasion of my privacy made me drop the books I once held with care. He and I both moaned in unison as he removed my shaft from his mouth with a loud and wet pop. He lathered my entire length with his tongue, bathing it with hot pants and cool saliva. He continued to suck and message until I was at my climax.

I reached down with a sudden desire and clung gingerly to his hair, trying to refrain from pumping back and forth. In a burst of white hot pleasure I came into Riku's eagerly awaiting throat and he drank me up completely. I blushed and found myself instinctively pushing him away. I pulled up my short over my weeping cock and buckled securely. I scrambled for my books, and without even saying good bye, ran from the locker room.

Mistake number four? You guessed it. I told my parents. I was confused. I didn't know what to do, and I had to consult somebody. But I wasn't dumb enough to do it in front of my dad. No, my mother would suffice. I poured out my heart and soul to her, and even felt myself on the verge of crying. I wasn't ready to change. I didn't want to be gay!

"What was that, honey?" my mom asked with a sigh, habitually pushing her hair back. "Oh, I wish your father would turn down that television. I can hardly hear myself think!"

"Then why don't you say something to him?" I asked, concerned.

My mother shook her head. "It's not that simple. Now, what were you trying to say?" Once again, I told my agonizing tale, this time, I really did break into tears. My mother stared at me, wide eyed. "I think you should go to bed. I'm going to speak with your father..."

"No, don't!" I cried, my voice cracking like a child. "Please!"

"Go to bed, Sora, dear," she repeated calmly. I knew I could do nothing, so I went to bed. The next morning I found myself in a lawsuit against Riku! Apparently, I was sueing him for sexual harrassment, even though I knew it was all my father's doing. He must have been up all night getting things settled! What an ass hole! He didn't even care about how I felt. And saying it was me who was doing the sueing! How low can you get?

I went to school that Friday, against my wishes, and my commen sense. When seventh period came around, I dragged my feet to swimming class, knowing the first person I'd see would be Riku. I got into the locker room and surprisingly, he wasn't there. But, he was in school, since his clothes were sitting on one of the benches. Sure enough, when I got to the pool, he was there, but he didn't speak to me. He didn't even look at me.

After 'Free Swim,' I went back down into the locker room, my heart heavy, and my mind even more confused. Riku was in the shower, but on his side, and he wasn't naked. He was wearing swimming trunks, but they weren't his usual light blue ones. "So, I guess they fixed that hot water?" I stammered, trying to make small talk. Riku didn't even turn around.

I continued to change, my moves slow and sluggish, bogged down by my over worked head. For some reason, I hated it when Riku ignored me. I wanted him to wear his see through shorts. I wanted him to shower naked where I could see him and his heart stopping figure. I wanted him to hold me tight against his chest and say that everything was going to be okay, and that my father was a dick. But, not even once did I think about having sex with him.

I always thought that being 'gay' was having sex with another man. I never even stopped to think about the love behind it. It wasn't about having hot guy on guy action, it was about being with the person you cared about! This revelation turned over a whole new leaf for me! If that all being gay was, loving the person you care about, then, hell, I could be gay! No... I could be a homosexual... to put it politely.

That night, I made the first non-mistake of my like: I talked with my parents... truthfully.

"I'm dropping the charges!" I said, bluntly. "The truth is, Riku didn't harrasse me. In fact, I actually enjoyed it. And I'd want him to do it again if I could." I waited until all eyes were on me. "I'm gay. There, I said it... I'm gay."

My father jolted to his feet and glared at me. "No, you're not!" he yelled, jabbing his finger at me. "I've come too far in my life and worked too hard to let you screw up my reputation by becoming a homo!"

"Your reputation!" I scoffed. "Your hard work?! Does your work consist of sitting on the couch and watching TV all day, cause that's the only work I've seen you do!"

"Sora, honey," my mom tried to intervene.

"Gay and ungrateful!" my father shouted. "What is this world coming to, that not even a child will obey his own father?! What's this world coming too!"

"Mike," my mother tried again, unsuccessfully.

"Obey you?!" I screamed back. "Excuse me, but when did I make my vows to you? When did I promise to do whatever you asked? Did I marry you?" I crossed my arms and pulled out my trump card. "Not that I'd want to, even if I am gay. I've seen the way you treat mom, and frankly, it's like shit!"

"Don't you curse at me!" my dad yelled at the top of his lungs. He plopped down onto his Lay-Z-Boy and turned up the volume on the television. "No son of mine is going to be a homo, and that's final!"

"Oh, shut the hell up, Mike!" my mother chimed in, crashing into the conversation. My father just stared at her in disbelief, and so did I. "And while you're at it, turn down that god damn television!" Quite meekly, my dad reached for the remote and muted the TV in silence.

My mother turned to me, brushing her hair from her forehead and smiled. "Now, Sora, sweety," she started. "Be honest with me. Do you love this boy?"

"Yes," I answered hoarsly.

"Sora," she said, sternly. "You aren't being rash, are you? Do you love this boy?" I took a moment to think, placing my hand on my chin.

"More then anything," I answered.

"Well, then get going!" she squealed, snickering a little.

"W-what?" I asked, confused.

"Go!" she repeated, shoving me toward the front door. "Go tell this boy how you feel! Hurry, it's getting late!" When I realized what she was saying, my face lit up and I turned around and gave her a big hug.

"Are you sure you'll be okay by yourself?" I whispered into her ear.

"I'm fine," mom assured. "You're father and I just have a few things to sort out. Don't worry. Tonight is for you, enjoy it!" I pivoted and ran for the door. "Be back by tomorrow afternoon!" she called to me. I stopped and looked at her, blushing after realizing what she was implying. My mother giggled in return.

I felt like a hamster on a wheel, running for my life, the dark midnight road stretched out before me like a never ending canvas. I raced for Riku's house, not even paying attention to my labored breathing. I nearly jumped all the way up the steps to his door, and banged on it with my fists.

Riku opened the door wearing a tight, plain white t-shirt and checkered boxers that conformed to his every crease. A spoon hung comicly from his mouth and a bowl of cereal was in his hand. When he saw me, he nearly slammed the door in my face. But, I jammed my foot into the opening and cried out for him to wait.

"We're dropping the charges," I said. "Or rather, my dad is. I had nothing to do with it." Riku nodded, not really believing me. "Please believe me when I say this Riku! I'd die if you'd just shut this door on me! I'd roll over and die, right here! I can't stand you ignoring me! I can't stand you being mad at me, and it's tearing away at my heart! I want to be with you. I need to be with you! I love you, Riku, and nothing you can say can change that!"

Riku stared at me with his shimmering blue eyes in silence, his face showing no emotion. After a long while, he pulled the door open wider. "Okay," he said, calmly, taking the spoon from his mouth. "Come on in." I hesitantly entered his house, never taking my eyes off him. "But I'll need you to prove it," he said menacingly.

I knew what that meant. "Just tell me when!" I smirked. Riku put down his bowl and spoon and placed his hands on his hips.

"Right now," he stated. "I hate to wait, and I've been horny all day. Plus, my parents are out of town, so, what the heck. Let's do it."

Riku led me into his living room, and placed me down on the rug in front of the fireplace. With a sense of skill, Riku fumbled with the gas and lit the fire. The warmth was a welcome feeling. Riku got up and patted me on the head, telling me to stay there.

I sat with my legs spread apart on the carpet and moved closer to the flames. I closed my lids and through my mind's eye envisioned what it was going to be like with Riku. I tried to imagine the ecstacy I was about the experience with my lover.

"Getting eager, aren't we?" Riku asked, groping the bulge forming in my pants. I gasped and snapped my eyes open, not knowing when he got there. When the intitial shock wore off, my look of surprise faded into relaxed anticipation.

"Got some lube," Riku exlplained, holding up a bottle. "I'm gonna need it."

"Ah!" I exclaimed. "Good thinking, Riku." The other teenager glance at me, locking his eyes with mine. I fidgeted nervously under his gaze.

"I love it when you say my name..." Riku mused. "I love everything about you. I've turned down everyone else that's hit on me, because I've been holding out for you, Sora. I died as well, when I found out about the lawsuit. But, not because you were suing me for all I'm worth, but because I thought you didn't love me back. That was a worse fate then any judge could deal out..."

He leaned forward. I instinctively closed my eyes and leaned into him, as well, lifting up my arms to embrace him. Our soft lips touched and Riku's tongue traced my mouth, demanding entrance. Gingerly, since I was still worried about being with him, I opened up and let him in.

Both our tongues explored the caverns of each other's mouth. The kiss was divine, and I melted into Riku's strong arms. Naturally, we had to break the connection for air, but I was speechless. This really was love!

Riku placed his hand over my crotch again and rubbed it lovingly. As he did so, he pulled his shirt off, revealing his hard, sculpted muscles that I saw every day in swimming class. I hastily ripped off my own shirt, overwhelmingly eager to start. When we were both stark naked, Riku continued to pump my throbbing member. He stopped only to lube up his own length.

"A-are we g-going to start s-s-soon?" I asked, my voice trembling with the touch of Riku's hand.

"Yup," he replied quietly. I nudged against his shoulder, resting my head on his stout figure, his long, silver hair tickling my nose. I was suddenly struck with inspiration.

I pulled myself away and sprawled my steamy body flat on my back over the rug beneath me. "Rape me!" I moaned.

Riku hovered over me with a smile. "Are you going to sue me for it?" he asked sarcastically.

"I'll sue you if you don't!" I joked back. "Rape me!!"

"Good enough for me..." Riku took my legs and spread them far apart. He placed his freshly lathered member at my entrance, and tried to put it in. I was still tight with anticipation, because he didn't prep me at all, and he was naturally very big, no... huge! He forced his manhood inside me, and I shouted at the penatration. I had no idea it hurt so much! But Riku was kind and patient. He stayed still and waited for me to adjust to his overpowering size.

"Oh, Riku!" I gasped. "You feel so good! So big! So hot!" I rambled on and on, unable to describe the pleasure that was filling me entirely.

"Not as good as you feel!" he panted, pulling himself back and forth, his large member tensing and hardening inside my entrance. "You're so tight! And so sexy!" he stammered. I felt myself get as hard as humanly possible, and hesitantly reached down to gratify myself. Riku swatted my hand away.

"Let me," he offered, pumping my shaft in time with his thrusts. The combination of both Riku's touches magnified my pleasure until I felt my climax arise. I rocked into his hips and through his hand, the precum from my length rolling down his knuckles. I came hard into his hand, the semen erupting from me. I screamed in delectation and went limp, so Riku could have his way with me.

Riku continued to pound into me, his larger then average shaft moving inside me at inhuman speeds. I felt him tense and his member throb in my opening. "Oh, God, Sora!" Riku groaned loudly. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming inside of you!" Riku's thrusts overloaded my mind as his white hot seed filled me to the brim. The liquid burned into me like a fire, marking me forever. I was Riku's, and now, no one could take me from him.

The excess cum squirted from my opening, and I screamed even louder, if that was even possible. Riku screamed with me as he slid back and forth into my hips, until finally he was done. "Riku," I mumbled, reaching down and pumping myself again. "I'm not done - not done yet."

Riku slipped his long length from me and hunched over, pulling my own manhood into his mouth. He sucked hard, harder then the first time he did it, and I came a second time, feeling utterly drained. I collapsed to the floor and lied there. My lover got up and slipped me into his arms, carrying me like a baby into his room. I felt him set me down gentley and cover me with his sheets. I was asleep before my head hit the pillow.

The next morning, I had another surprise, only this time, it was a good one. Riku had slept in the same bed with me, and now, I was tangled in his arms. Both of our cocks were erect, and steamy, lustfully rubbing up against each other. Riku was thrusting his hips into my stomach slightly while he slept. "Riku," I called softly.

"Uhn?" he groaned, waking up. "You awake?" I nodded and pulled his warm, naked figure closer to me in a great hug. He thrusted again, and apologized. "I didn't know my dick could get so hard," he said, stroking it. "Why did God make you so damn sexy, Sora?" I laughed and looked over his shoulder to the clock. It read 10:00 in the morning.

"I have to be home by noon," I warned, staring into Riku's dreamy blue eyes.

"Well, then, we'd better hurry," he whispered into my ear, grabbing my pulsing member. "Can't go home with a hard-on like that." He winked, and I returned the favor by throwing the covers over our heads.

"Can I do you?" I asked, squirming down his torso and breathing hottly onto his length, my awaiting mouth agape at his tip.

"Sure," he assured, and patted my head.

Well, that's my story. The rest is self explanitory. I got things squared away with my dad. My mom is more assertive. I got my name in the papers (word spreads fast in highschool...), and Riku and I make long, hard, exhausting love every night. If that isn't a happy ending, I don't know what is. But this fairy tale, kiddies, is coming to an end. Look at the time!! I'm going to be late for... 'swimming class' with Riku...

Yeah, 'swimming class.' Let's go with that...