The story of a teenager who raped

 

I already wrote that at an earlier time people easily entered into conversations with each other in different public places and told all sorts of stories about themselves without embarrassment. It was about thirty years ago or even more. On the train, returning home to my suburb, I went out to the vestibule to smoke. A guy of 19 years old was standing there, he asked for a cigarette or maybe a light, and immediately started talking to me. This and that, and suddenly he says:

- And I fucked a policeman in the ass!

- How did you fuck a policeman in the ass? I asked. - Together with other guys, we fucked him, I was recently released from prison, I served two years for this.

I invited him to come to my place (I had a bottle of wine at home). To my surprise, on the way to me, he met a local policeman and talked to him. Then he explained to me that he was released on parole, and so far he regularly reports to the police under the corrective and preventive programme for him.

We had a drink at my house, and he told me in more detail about what happened in their small village. Local teenagers (then still minors) had a bone to pick with the policeman, felt a strong enmity towards him. They - there were four or five of them - brought the policemen or lured him into a boiler room, tied him to the table and began to rape him in turn in the ass, greasing his ass with some kind of oil. The guys were, as always, drunk, their dicks got hard on that white ass of the policeman ... The policeman burst into curses and threats that they wouldn’t get away so easily and that he would put them all in jail. They apparently thought that he would not dare to say what had been done to him.

They all fucked him, some even twice. The policeman filed a lawsuit against them, and a trial took place, where everything was described in detail (judges - women) - how they pushed dicks into the rectum, how they fucked, how many times and who specifically. And who exactly, the teenager said, was determined by the size of the dick that the policeman felt in his ass.

“I have a big dick, and he (the policeman) said in court that I had sexual intercourse with him through the anus, this one, with the large penis,” the guy said.

After the trial, the policeman left the village for another place, he moved. And the guys were put in a juvenile detention centre. The teenager said that at first he was worried about how other prisoners would treat him - after all, he was convicted under such a non-prestigious article - for fucking a man in the ass. However, it soon became clear that he was treated well in prison. “The boys treated me normally, respected me. I was totally surprised."

It is even scary to imagine such an event happening in modern times. What were those two years before parole, what kind of "corrective measures" are there!

In the end, this teenager got very drunk and began to seem to pay attention to me. We went to piss together, he stood next to me and began to shake his dick.

I defiantly turned away and stepped outside.

Dick lovers

When I met people from this environment (it was the end of the 1960s), I immediately noticed that they talk mainly about dick, about its size. The big dick for faggots was of paramount importance, all thoughts and conversations were only about it. For the majority, neither masculine appearance nor masculine behavior mattered, only "primary male sexual characteristics" attracted them. Some even stated: “I don’t care who, what kind of person is in front of me, for me the dick may even stick out of the wall.” There were a number of very effeminate kind of fagots with pretty big dicks - they enjoyed great success, even if they were ugly as a mortal sin.

They were called "girls who fuck”. These are passive faggots who had a big dick and could get a hard-on when they were young, they could fuck and act like fuckers. But their essence still remained insufficiently masculine, to put it mildly.

All gays, active or passive, have a significant lack of masculinity, which manifests itself in various forms. In fact, only bisexuals, occasional straights and, of course, men from the Caucasus, from the South, who are also inherently bisexual, were truly active. Alas, among the northern peoples  you observe only passivity with rare exceptions.

The size of the dick was calculated in centimeters. All this talk was full of deliberate exaggeration.

- Oh, I met such a guy, his dick is 25 centimeters.

Or:

- Oh, I just sucked off a man, his dick was 30 centimeters (!).

Another familiar faggot, an unfortunate "actress", was so obsessed with cocks that when "she" went to bed, she would put swimming trunks next to her, in which a large greenhouse cucumber was stuffed. She will throw her hand to the side and there, in these shorts, she will feel something long and hard. And that will make her happy.

If a guy or a man was walking towards a faggot, then the faggot’s gaze involuntarily, against his will went toward the guy’s fly. Was there a bulge?  Some admitted that they could not help themselves, they could not bring themselves not to look into the area of the fly.

Nobody cared about the ass. The situation in the Caucasus was quite different, however. In Azerbaijan, it didn’t matter what was in front, they needed to fuck, they looked at the ass.