Title: Open Hole Author: Tina Rating: X-rated Pairing: Gale/Randy Disclaimer:  Gale’s straight, Randy’s gay, this has never happened…blah blah blah Feedback is welcome, Flames will be ignored: Weird4182@yahoo.com Warnings: Barebacking, spanking, mentions of role-playing rape, VERY rough aggressive sex, sexual use of a household object.  If the thought of any of this squicks you, Do NOT Read. Gale bent Randy over the desk, holding his neck down firmly as he ran the brush over his backside.  Randy yelped as Gale brought the paddle brush down hard on his ass a couple of times.  Randy sucked a breath in as he felt Gale turn the brush around and began probing the handle into his hole.  They had fucked earlier, but the preparation performed hours earlier didn't loosen Randy the least, when without warning and without lube, Gale shoved the hairbrush handle up his ass.  It hurt, but one thing Randy knew was that pain always led to pleasure.  He was a bit of a masochist that way.  He always preferred to be hurt as he fucked. He loved it when Gale got rough with him.  So far Gale had been the only person he was able to show this side to.  And once Gale had discovered Randy's hidden side, he exploited it every chance he got- spanking him, tying him up with rope, using the barest amount of lube- if any at all.  And Randy loved it.  All of it. Randy could feel the unyielding hardness of the handle lodged as far as possible inside him.  He sucked in a breath as Gale suddenly yanked it out of him, his hole desperately trying to hold onto it as it was ripped out of him.  Gale leaned down to give his red hole a quick lick before smacking his ass with the brush and jamming the handle back up him.  Randy let out a scream that was practically a moan as Gale held the handle fully in Randy's ass and began rotating it inside him, jabbing at his insides.  Randy nearly lost it when Gale made a quick stab at his prostate with it, before yanking it back out. He gave him a few hard spanks on each cheek before poking the handle back into him.  He began to steadily fuck Randy's ass with the brush.  Randy was moaning like the bitch in heat that he was, writhing wantonly across the desk.  Gale leaned over Randy's back and forced a finger into his mouth.  Randy barely had anytime to lick it, before it was yanked out.  Gale quickly aligned it with the brush and squeezed it into Randy's ass, next to the handle. Just as quickly as he filled him up, Gale yanked everything out of Randy's ass, leaving his hole empty and throbbing.  Gale leaned down to look at the bright red hole that was contracting steadily.  Gale rubbed the hole with his fingers, and Randy hissed at the sensation.  His hole burned and throbbed more with each breath he took.  Gale stood back up, brush in hand.      Gale ran his hand through Randy's hair.  He was so glad it had grown back quickly.  Randy's long hair was so sexy.  And useful, like now when Gale used it to yank Randy's head towards him, forcing Randy's back to arch against him.  Randy strained to try to kiss him, but Gale dodged his welcoming mouth.  He used his teeth to graze Randy's neck as he stuck the hairbrush handle into Randy's mouth. Randy sucked on it for all he was worth, savoring the taste of his own ass.  He sucked it like he would Gale's cock, tongue, finger or any other part of Gale's body he wanted.  He was such a slut for Gale.  He would do anything Gale asked of him. Gale removed the brush and forced Randy back over the desk.  He forced his cock between Randy's cheeks and rubbed Randy's hole with the head of his cock.  He had been leaking precum for a while and the white contrasted brightly with the redness of Randy's hole. "You want this?"  Gale murmured.  "Yes."  Randy whimpered desperately.  "You got it." Gale rasped as he forced his bare cock into Randy's ass, splitting him open. Randy gasped and squeezed his eyes shut as he felt Gale completely fill him up.  Hard.  Even though Gale had used the brush on him, he was still so tight.  A few tears leaked from the corners of his eyes.  Gale yanked his head back up and licked the tears off his face, chuckling harshly.  "You love it.  You love my cock, forcing you open.  You love me forcing you don't you?  You'd love to have me pretend wouldn't you?  Pretend to rape you?"  Randy gasped and began panting openly, getting hotter at Gale's words as Gale continued to plunge his cock into his hole.  "Yeah, I bet you'd love that.  You here one night alone, I'd break in and take you.  Would I be nice and fuck you in our bed?  Or would I just shove you to the floor ass in the air and fuck you before you'd even know what happened?” Randy gasped in surprise.  Gale had just suggested his ultimate fantasy.  He'd never mentioned it anyone, always to embarrassed about this perversion.  But Gale knew him.  Gale pulled his cock all the way out of Randy's ass, leaving him gaping open.  "Do you want me to hurt you?" He asked, rubbing his cock against Randy's hole, but refusing to enter him.  Yes!"  Randy gasped.  "Hurt me!"  Gale shoved his cock back into Randy's ass with such force that the desk they were braced on moved forwards a few inches.  "This isn't enough for you is it?"  Gale hissed into Randy's ear.  "You want more, don't you?"  Gale pulled all the way out, before forcefully plunging in again.  "Yes.  More!"  Randy begged.  Gale continued to fuck Randy harshly as he reached into a drawer, pulling out the secret weapon that he'd placed there earlier.  He removed his hand from Randy's neck, that he'd been using to hold Randy into place once he'd really began to fuck the shit out of him.  Randy didn't even move, concentrating too closely on the feel of Gale's cock feeding his hungry ass.  Gale quickly lubed the 9" dildo.  Yes, pain was good and Randy was a slut for it, but he didn't want to cause any real damage. He pulled almost all the way out of Randy's ass, leaving only the tip in.  Gale lined the dildo alongside his cock and gazed at Randy's hole.  Gale had been fucking Randy so vigorously that his ass was adequately stretched, yet tight enough for this to feel juuust right.  Without any warning Gale forced both his cock and dildo into Randy's tight, red hole.  Randy let out a loud scream at the sensation of being stretched beyond limits.  His ass had never been so full.  And he had never hurt so much.  He loved it.  The pain coursed through his veins and made his cock even harder than he thought possible. Gale found a rhythm, using both his cock and the dildo to fuck Randy harder than ever before.  Randy's mouth hung open and a steady stream of incoherent words were tumbling out.  Gale used the hand not holding onto the dildo to slap Randy's ass a couple of times, causing his hole to tighten up on the things violating him.   Randy was being fucked so roughly, that he couldn't move enough to reach his dick.  He had a feeling that was Gale's idea.  Since they started fucking, Gale loved the idea that he could make Randy cum just from fucking him or playing with his ass and not ever touching his dick.  Gale loved to make Randy cum and he loved to see his face when he did.  Gale could feel his balls tightening up and knew he was close.  He grabbed Randy's hair and pulled his head back against his shoulder, forcing Randy's ass to thrust back against his dick and the dildo.  He bit down on Randy's neck, chewing roughly on a mark that would be visible on Randy for the next two weeks.  Gale sped up his thrusts, banging Randy's legs hard against the desk, leaving bruises against his thighs.  He gazed into Randy's lust-filled, glazed eyes and flicked the end of the dildo, causing it to begin vibrating.  Randy's eyes rolled back into his head and his dick began to shoot stream after stream of cum onto the desk in front of him.  Randy's mouth hung slack and a bit of drool leaked out, which Gale quickly licked up, before the intense vibrations of the dildo, caused him too to begin shooting, into Randy's ass.  Randy slumped forward, bonelessly falling on the desk.  Gale fell on top of him, cock and dildo still firmly embedded.  Eventually Gale regained his senses and slowly stood up and began easing himself and the sex toy out of Randy's abused hole.  Randy hissed quietly as Gale removed both from his ass, but remained otherwise silent and unmoving.  Gale leaned down to once again inspect Randy's hole, but this time it was to make sure there was no damage.  As much as Randy claimed to love it when he got rough and that he loved pain, Gale's ultimate worry was that he would accidentally truly hurt him.  And he would rather cut off his nuts before letting that happen.  Randy's hole was bright red and the lips were swollen shut, but they throbbed and a bit of cum was able to leak out with each breath he took.  Gale leaned his face into his ass and gently licked up each bit of cum that escaped.  Using his tongue to tenderly soothe the irritated hole.  When he was done, Gale stood back up, but Randy remained immobile over the desk.  Other than the occasional moan or whimper, Randy hadn't made a sound.  Gale left him briefly to go into the bathroom and start the water in the tub.  When Gale returned he gathered Randy up in his arms and carried him into the bathroom.  He held Randy against the counter as he reached for the salve that he'd put there earlier in anticipation for how rough Randy would want it.  He gently pulled Randy's cheeks apart and applied the salve to his tender hole.  He finished, and led Randy to the tub.  He got in first and then helped Randy lay on top of him face down to keeping his ass in the air and  pressure off it.  Gale turned off the water and began gently rubbing his hand up and down Randy's back in a soothing manner.  It was a few minutes before Randy's eyelashes began to flutter.  Up until this point, he had still been unresponsive and had kept his eyes closed.  Gale whispered Randy's name a few times and got a sleepy "Hmmm" in response.  Finally Randy opened his eyes and the blue orbs met Gales concerned gaze.  Gale ran his hand down Randy's arm, interlocking fingers when their hands met. "Are you ok?"  Randy smiled sleepily.  "Fuck yeah.  That was hot."  Gale smiled back.  "You sure I didn't hurt you?"  Randy looked at Gale seriously.  "If you had, I would have said and put a stop to it.  Trust me Gale.  If it gets too intense, I'd tell you." "Good."  Gale continued gently caressing Randy's body, lulling him into a peaceful daze, until Randy broke the comforting silence with his name.  This time it was Gale's turn to respond with a quiet "Hmmm."  Randy shifted so that he could look into Gale's eyes.  "When can we try that role-playing you suggested?"  He asked with an innocent expression.  Yeah, he's a slut, but he's Gale's slut. And Gale loves him for it.  The End.