Forgiveness

A young teenager's life is changed forever by his involvement in what he thinks is a rape. Ten years later, he attempts to "make amends" and learns that the price of forgiveness can be very, very, high.

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If you are looking for a highly erotic story to get you all hot, this isn't it. This is more of a "character study" than most of my writings. If you don't like character studies, don't read it. It has sex in it- some very graphic, very non-consensual sex. If highly non-consensual sex bothers you, don't read it. There is also Transvestite / Transgender / Gay sex. If that sort of thing makes you want to puke, don't read it.

This is also set in the 1960's so some of the language would be not be used today, but it was the way many people actually spoke in those days.

If after all those warnings, you decide to read this and the story makes you uncomfortable, please don't stop in the middle. Many of the discomforting threads resolve themselves in the end. Things aren't always what they seem.

This story is longer than what I usually post (11K words), but there is no way to separate the chapters into individual segments without leaving the story hanging in the wrong way. All five chapters are in this one, long post.

I don't know where this story came from. There is nothing I can point to as a basis or inspiration for the plot or characters. Obviously, everybody is over 18 and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is strictly coincidental.

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WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in real life.

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CHAPTER ONE OF FIVE

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"Baby Brother" tags along with big brother and three of his friends on the wrong night - or perhaps the right night. A chain of events ends with the five of them gang-banging a young black girl on a closed trail in the park late at night.

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I am approaching the end of my earthly travels. Everyone who could possibly be affected by the release of this story is dead, as I soon will be. It is time to tell the whole story so that everyone will know the truth about the events which changed and shaped my life. I am leaving this with a friend to post when the time comes. Some people may think they recognize the cities or the names, but be assured that I have changed so much that your guesses will not be correct.

It was 1959 when it happened- or perhaps I should say, when it began. I had just turned eighteen, but I was a very, very young eighteen. Almost all of the boys my age were already shaving daily. All at least had a full thatch of hair between their legs. My twin brother, Tony, had a thick black mustache. The closest I had to a mustache was a thin wisp of hair across my pubic bone just above my penis. I think it goes without saying that I was also a virgin.

Even though we were born at the same time, Tony and I technically weren't twins. I was what was called a superfoetation sibling. Mom evidently had another cycle after she got pregnant with Tony and I was conceived a month- or maybe two- later. Only one child was expected- there was no ultrasound in those days. Twins were a big surprise for both my mom and the doctors in the delivery room.

I was born first and the doctors assumed both of us were premature, so they rushed me to premie intensive care and reserved an area for the second twin. When Tony came out fully developed at eight and a half pounds it totally stumped everyone.

I was always small and way behind other kids in my class even though, because of health problems, I ended up starting school two years later than Tony. I was at least a year older than almost all of the kids in my class, but I was still smaller than any of them. That made me an easy target for bullying and teasing. Tony, on the other hand, was always one of the biggest- if not the biggest- kid in his class. Everyone not only left him alone, they avoided him whenever they could.

My sophomore year of high school the teasing got really bad. It was obvious that I wasn't as "mature" as most of the other kids in my class, so some of the boys in my gym class started making fun of me in the shower and calling me a fag. It would have been a lot worse except for two things. One, some of the kids in the class weren't fully through puberty either, and two, my big brother Tony would have beaten the crap out of anyone who really hurt me.

I liked to think that he was being a loving, protective, big brother- and maybe that was part of it, but mostly he thought that making fun of me and making me cry was his exclusive privilege. He always called me "Baby Brother," and I could tell that he loved the way it made me feel uncomfortable or even turn red when he did so in front of my classmates.

Then everything changed forever.

It was the summer after Tony graduated. He and three of his friends were going down to the park to watch a night baseball game. Baseball was a really big thing in my home town, but I guess it was in any small, Midwestern town in those days. A team from "the city"- that's what everyone called the nearby big town- was playing one of our local favorite teams, so a lot of people would be there. Tony and Rocky and Chuck and Dave weren't all that interested in baseball, but our town was your basic white suburb kind of place and the team from "the city" was mostly black. What Tony really wanted to do was cause trouble and make sure that "those colored boys know that they ain't really welcome here."

I wanted to see the game and so I decided to tag along. For some reason Tony let me. In fact it was almost as if he had expected me to go with them that night. Often he would object or threaten me if I said I wanted to come with them and Mom would have to tell him to take me along, but this night he just said, "OK, Baby Brother, you are coming with us tonight. Maybe you will learn something special that will change your life."

Little did I know how true that would be.

The game was actually pretty boring unless you liked watching very good pitchers strike out very mediocre batters. Tony and his friends spent most of the game drinking the beer that Rocky had gotten from somewhere and yelling insults at anyone who looked like they might be from the city. Once or twice I thought we were going to get into a fight, but the other people just moved aside or walked away shaking their heads. I heard one man mutter, "They're the kind that give rednecks everywhere a bad name."

When the game was over we had just started walking back to the car when Chuck said, "Let's take the shortcut." There is an area of woods, a couple of hills, and a creek between the ball diamonds and the parking lot. Your choices are to walk around along the main park road or go through the woods and over the hill. Rocky said, "Footbridge is out. Ice jam pushed it off the foundations this spring and they haven't rebuilt it yet." To which Dave replied, "Yeah, but you can step across on the telephone pole pilings." So, we cut towards the woods and the shortcut path between the ball diamonds and the parking lot.

The lights that normally lit the path were off and there was a sign that said, "Path Closed." But the sign had been knocked over and was laying flat on the ground. As we passed the sign, Tony said, "Baby Brother, why don't you put that sign back in place so no one accidently tries to cross through here." That was uncharacteristically thoughtful of Tony, but I did as he said and put the little barricade with its sign back in the middle of the path.

We were almost down to where the footbridge crosses over the creek when we saw someone walking towards us. She looked to be a little smaller than me. I knew it was a girl because she was wearing low heels and a very short dress. I knew she was from the city because even in the dim light I could tell that she was almost ebony black. Evidently she had taken the path last summer, and was surprised by the fact that the footbridge was out this year. She was probably walking back up to the diamond to take the main sidewalk out the long way to the parking lot.

"Looks like we found ourselves a n*gra whore, boys," said Tony. The girl's eyes opened very wide and she turned and started walking rapidly back down the path. Chuck and Rocky broke into a run and caught her just as she got to the little clearing at the bottom of the hill. I heard one of them say to her, "Hey, black cunt, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Tony and Dave and I came running up and Tony said, "I think she wants to have some fun. Baby Brother, this is your night to become a man."

I looked at him and he could see that I didn't know what he meant. "Baby Brother, this girl here is going to take you around the world - mouth, ass, cunt. After tonight, you will know what it's all about. Now get naked."

I just stood there until Tony pushed me in the center of the chest. "I said, get naked. You too, cunt... unless you want this to get really rough."

The girl stepped out of her shoes and lifted her dress over her head. She didn't wear a bra and was wearing tiny purple panties. She slipped them down her body and stood there naked. The dim light of the night made it looked like her black skin was oiled. She had no hair at all on her body. I didn't know if that meant she was that young or that she shaved. Her face didn't look young, so most likely she was just small, like me. I really didn't know because before that I had never, ever seen a live, naked girl.

"What are you waiting for?" Tony snarled at me. "We are letting you go first, but we all want a piece of this cunt tonight, too. So, get busy."

I kicked off my sandals and took off my shirt and jeans and underwear. As I stood there naked, Rocky said, "Jeez, Tony, he's a baby. Do you think he can even get it up?"

Tony grabbed the girl by the arm and pushed her in front of me. "First stop, France. Let's see how fast you can make him pop, cunt." He then pushed her to her knees in front of me and said, "Don't tell me you have never sucked a white cock before!"

The girl just bowed her head and sagged her shoulders and reached forward to kiss my penis. For some reason I wasn't hard. I guess I still didn't believe this was happening until her lips closed over my cock.

"You can do better than that," growled Tony. I thought he was talking to her until he grabbed my shoulder and turned me slightly so he could yell in my face, "Don't embarrass me tonight, Baby Brother, or you will regret it the rest of your life."

"You're scaring him," the girl said suddenly and I realized that what little erection I had was deflated.

"No, you're just not trying hard enough," he yelled back. "I'm going to give you some incentive."

With that Tony pushed down on my shoulders and said, "Lay on your back with your legs spread and let her get to work." I did and then he pushed the black girl's head down over me so that she was between my legs on all fours with her ass in the air and her head in my crotch.

Tony pulled the belt from his pants. "Listen, little n*gra cunt," he yelled at her, "me and my friends are going to whip your ass until you can show us his cum dripping from your mouth." With that he and Chuck and Dave started swinging their belts and whipping her as she tried desperately to make me cum.

"And if you can't do it, little brother, we are going to flip you over and whip your ass while you suck on our cocks." I didn't think that threats could make you have an orgasm, but seconds later I came in the girl's mouth.

"After France comes Greece, Baby Brother. Let's see if you are any better working on her other end." He then poked the girl with his shoe and said, "You know the position cunt. Let's see that black eye winking at us." I got to my knees and she turned her butt to me and pushed toward me. I thought it would be hard to enter her, but I slid in fairly easily.

Then I heard her say with contempt, "Shit, he must be smaller than my little brother and he's only seven."

Tony answered her, "No smart ass from you cunt, just fuck ass. And to keep you quiet, we are going to put your mouth to use until you get him off."

With that Tony pulled his cock out of his jeans and stuffed it in her mouth. I tried, but again nothing seemed to be happening. I guess you have to have time between shoots even when you are eighteen, and I couldn't get myself to cum. I was barely stiff.

Chuck had taken Tony's place in her mouth and Rocky and Dave were standing behind me. "You know," Rocky said, "his ass looks almost as appealing as hers. If he doesn't finish soon, I just might make myself a sandwich."

I heard Tony's voice from beside me, "Don't you go fucking my brother in the ass unless I tell you to, but with the way things are going, it's looking like he's not worth much more than that. Maybe he's just a sissy boy that's not good for anything but ass fucking."

Fear worked again and suddenly I was able to cum. Almost as soon as I had finished, Tony pulled me off the girl and said, "You don't deserve the final stop. Leave fucking a woman's cunt to a man. You just stand over there until we are finished."

What else could I do? I did just like he told me to and stood there while the four of them fucked her in the mouth, the cunt and the ass for well over another hour. When they were finished, she was curled up on the grass, crying.

Tony came over to me and said, "You disgust me. I thought I had a baby brother that if I treated right would become a man. Maybe I should have treated you like a baby sister. Get dressed."

I reached down to pick up my jeans and underwear when Tony said, "No, wait a minute. Wear these, they will probably fit you anyway."

He threw me the panties and dress that the girl had been wearing. I stood there holding them until he added, "Put them on or we throw you down on the grass and take you around the world like we did her. Shit, you probably have a cunt hiding under there somewhere."

I started crying quietly, but I put on the panties and the dress. They actually did fit me. Her shoes even fit, though I wasn't used to the lift of the heels. Tony picked up my jeans and took my billfold out of them and put it in his pocket. "We'll leave these so she has something to wear to sneak home. He then threw the clothes and a hand full of bills down on the crying girl. "For your services. Not bad for a black cunt. Not a big league whore, but who knows, maybe you will learn to be a pro someday."

Then Tony pushed me down the path toward the parking lot. I was scared that somebody would see me in the dress, but there wasn't much I could do about it. Luckily, there was no one around when I hopped across the poles where the bridge used to be because the dress rode up and showed the purple panties.

When we came out of the woods, there were only two cars in the parking lot. One was Tony's. The other, a beat up, older model, probably belonged to the girl we had left in the woods. I ran across the lot to Tony's car hoping to jump in before anyone saw me, but I heard Tony's low laugh just as I got there. The car was locked!

I was forced to stand there by the car while Tony and his friends sauntered slowly across the lot. Tony used his key to open the front doors and reached around to open the back door on the opposite side from where I was standing. I was afraid that they were going to leave me standing there in the parking lot until Rocky came up along side me and told me to get in the middle. I heard Dave unlock the door and I jumped in as fast as I could.

Tony drove all over town with me cowering in the back seat between Rocky and Dave. Chuck kept laughing at my discomfort from the front seat as Rocky and Dave ran their hands up and down my bare legs. Tony even went through the drive through for some hamburgers.

I know that people could see me, but no one seemed to notice that I was wearing a dress, or maybe they thought I really was a girl. We drove around for an hour or so and by the time we got home, I had decided "The hell with it." I just walked from the street to the house.

Mom and Dad were watching TV and didn't turn around as I walked past the archway to the living room. "Did you have fun at the game?" Mom asked.

"I don't think he will ever forget it," answered Tony as I went up the stairs to my bedroom.

As I closed the door to my bedroom I could suddenly see myself in the long mirror on the back of the door. I was shocked. I did look like a girl in the dress. Suddenly, I was hard once again and lay back on my bed and lifted up my dress and stuck my hands inside my panties and began jerking off. I came even stronger than I had with the girl in the park and fell asleep with my hands still in my panties.

It wasn't until the next morning when I woke up still in the dress and panties that I suddenly realized what we had done. My brother and his friends... and I... had raped a girl!

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END OF CHAPTER ONE OF FIVE

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CHAPTER TWO OF FIVE

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This chapter is primarily transition from the original event to the time of retribution. You can skip it and still follow the story if you want, but it is helpful in order to understand all of chapters 3,4,&5.

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I didn't come out of my room at all the next day. I kept looking out the window of my bedroom waiting for a police car to drive up to take us away... but nobody came. There was nothing in the papers that night or the next or the next and it seemed that all was forgotten. But that was not to be.

The long arm of the law may not have been reaching for us, but fate or Karma or the wrath of God or whatever you want to call it seemed hellbent on revenge for what we did. A few days later, around midnight, a state police car pulled up to the house and two officers came to the door.

I dressed in a real hurry and ran down the steps in time to hear one officer ask, "Does your son own a dark blue sedan with the license plate "TNYSRDE?"

With a very shaky voice, Mom answered "Yes," and the officer continued. "Is your son home tonight?"

Mom's eyes were wide with fear as she struggled to say something, but just then Tony came down the steps and said, "That sounds like my ride. Is something wrong?"

Both officers looked surprised and shocked as they looked down at their notes and back up at Tony. The older officer asked, "Did you loan your vehicle to anyone tonight?"

"Yeah," he answered, "Chuck and Dave said they needed wheels for the night and I told them that as long as they paid for the gas and didn't scratch the paint, they could use it."