The following is a work of fiction involving only legal adults over the age of 18.

I laid back, feeling the thrum of adrenalin and alcohol resonating throughout my body. The physical pain was better now but the night's events kept flashing in front of me. The bar. Leaving. The park. The hands. The dick. The threats. The grunting orgasm. The feeling of being bred. Over and over.

The ER was busy. I tried to pay attention to what was happening around me. The beep of someone's heart monitor. I feel his dick slip into me again , "See, it fits just fine." He's not here, but my hole sends fresh shoots of pain as his words echo through my head.

A nurse came in. I think he's the one who took my rape kit but I'm not sure. "The detectives are here. Are you ready to talk to them?"

I nod my head and he disappears. Two cops follow him back into the room a moment later. We begin talking and I feel the story start to come out.

"I was at the Lantern for their Shirtless Men event on Thursday nights and I ended up getting too drunk. I had been playing around a bit on the dancefloor and even took it to the bathroom with one guy before deciding it was time to go. This bear I recognized from Grindr was drinking at the bar near the door, and tried to pick me up as I was leaving. I stopped to chat to be polite, but we'd traded pics and I knew his dick was too big for me so I mostly just wanted to go home. I stopped, flirted a bit, but turned down his offer of a drink. He followed me out and got into his uber as I started the walk home.

"I knew he lived in my neighborhood but I was still surprised to see him in the park when I cut through it on my way home. He tried to catch my eye again but I was just trying to get home so I walked by. I felt him getting closer to me and as I approached and opening in the bushes he closed the distance and grabbed me, navigating me through the gap and into the relative privacy beyond the hedge. I stumbled a few steps before stumbling and being pressed down, bent over a v where a tree bent and forked into two branches.

"In one fluid movement he closed the distance I had stumbled and pulled down my shorts. My head swam, unsure of what was happening until I felt the pressure on my ass. Huge as he was, I was pre-lubed and warmed up by my play at the bar and I had no chance to resist. One meaty hand pressed me down into the tree while the other hand guided the thickest dick I've ever taken into my drunk hole.

"I yelled when I realized what was happening but he gagged me with his hand, like this." I mimed putting my hand over my mouth and looked up. Pulled out of the story for a moment I took in the reactions of the three men watching me. The Cops seemed bored and the nurse's expression shifted to one of sympathy as soon as I looked up, but what had been there before? Some kind of intensity I couldn't read, anger I guess.

I continued, "He started saying he'd fuck me up if I ever told anyone. Telling me that no one would believe me. Telling me to shut up and take it. Telling me how much gays like me love his big dick." I burn with humiliation telling them this. I don't tell them that he was right. How good it felt to feel my hole tearing open for a big dick. How I filled my jock with cum. It hurt. I wanted it to end. No sex has ever felt better. "I tried to fight back. I tried to go limp. It seems like whatever I did just gave him a better angle or more leverage. Eventually I felt and heard him cum. He then just pissed on me, said 'you're welcome' and left."

I finished and just kept staring at my hands. The closeness and suddenness overwhelmed me. I looked up at the and the nurse, not sure what to do or say.

"And then you came straight here?" a cop asked.

"Yeah I called an uber, didn't think I needed an ambulance but didn't want to walk."

"Ok I think we can get started on the rape kit then."

to be continued