I wanted them all dead. Myself included. I hated them for what they did to me. I hated myself for not hating the feeling of being fucked. I knew I should hate the feeling of a cock in my mouth. I should hate the taste of cum. I wasn't a sissy faggot. I was a guy who had gotten used to dressing in girl clothes. Thousands of thoughts ran through my head contradicting the last one. I couldn't really hurt them or myself for that matter. I don't know how long it took me to finally fall asleep. I woke up under the bed. I didn't want to see them or anyone else for that matter. I put on a pair of panties and my longest dress. They were all sitting in the kitchen when I got my coffee. I didn't look at them and they ignored me thankfully. I would have either lost it and went off on them or maybe I would be willing t6o try it all again. Without the knives though. Fuck me I was just wanting to be alone and figure myself out. I  sat most of the day alone in the room. Chris had decided to go without a stitch of clothing. I think they all did. It was a very difficult day for me. I should tell Pops what they did to me. But he probably wouldn't believe me. He had the guys with him for a couple years or more. I was a little sissy prancing around in a nighty and heels prick teasing the boys. He wouldn't believe me at all. I was really freaked out that I liked the feeling of being fucked, sucking cock and the taste of cum. What the hell is going on with me. I love girls and pussy. I liked tits and and I was still a guy. I wasn't disgusted with the taste of my own cum. I wasn't able to understand all the things I was feeling and accepting about it all. I knew I was not going to tell anyone about it. I should but it was useless as I was. I had the worst week of my life. Inside of my head I couldn't get any where near a understanding of me. I wasn't sleeping well or eating much.  Pops didn't seem to notice that I was trying to isolate myself. It was just a weird time. I fell asleep for the first time in over a week in bed again. I had been under it for days now. I was naked I thought if it was going to happen again I didn't want Rene's / my nighty getting fucked up. I  felt the same heaviness on my chest again and I knew it was time for round two. I told them that I would do anything they wanted just get rid of the knives. Basically I just wanted to get it over with again. Yes I also wanted to see /feel if I really did like it, being a sissy cock slut. I asked who was first?  Stupid question 3 cocks were in my face within a second. I closed my eyes and went for the one in the middle. I did have much more control over the  cock sucking than I did before. Well until they were close to cumming. I was face fucked again. Eat it slut, bitch, whore and sissy they seemed to like calling me names. I deserved it really. I found myself enjoying it again. Although I was being raped again. I didn't have to worry about the knives again. I was properly spitroasted for the first time and I did like it as soon as I got used to the fire of the first cock in my ass. It was a little quicker than I thought before it started feeling better and better. I actually had a good time, until Chris told me to eat his cum "like a good little faggot ". I don't know why but that flipped a switch in my head. Oh fuck I thought I was really a sissy faggot cock slut now. I was never going to be into girls again. I was a faggot. Then I realized that pictures of the the cocks in my mouth, my eating cum were being taken again. I didn't understand how I had missed that. I know I was told to show me the cum. I just wanted to get fucked again and suck all their cocks and fuck I started to think about all the pictures from the first time. Where were those at? Where were the new ones going to go? I felt like a complete idiot and whore. I deserved to have it all like that. I  finally got them all off twice again. And I wondered who was going to suck me off this time. I was going to. They said I should feel how great I gave head. Try to get your cock in your mouth Sissy. I couldn't do it just by leaning over. Paul said try this. He pulled my legs over my head and I was just able to get the head of my cock in my mouth. I remember thinking that I couldn't wait to see how much I could suck it in. I felt someone else sucking my balls and that was so hot. More pictures of course. I was only able to get about an inch in but I did love the feeling of cumming in my own mouth. I  showed off for the camera I had been successful in making myself cum. I swallowed like I should. Again I was feeling pretty disgusted with myself and they had the pictures of how low I had gotten. Was I lower than the guys? I had enjoyed just about everything except the word faggot. The fact I was surrounded by cocks I was wanting to suck and fuck no problem one word and now I get spun. I put on a pair of panties and a bra. I had to go tell Pops. This was out of control, I was really out of control. I wanted to make it stop. Until I was ready to admit or stop all together. I waited for Chris to fall asleep and then I went to tell Pops. I knocked on the door and waited. Pops was naked and asked me quietly what the hell do you want. I need to tell you something. It can't wait till tomorrow morning ? I knew if I didn't say something now I would chicken out again. I was raped by the boys. I  said barely above a whisper. Don't say another word he said. He picked up the phone and dialed.  Ray it's Pops how soon can you get here? OK click. He'll be here in about a half hour. I took a deep breath and I was going to tell him everything in one breath.  Don't say anything until Ray gets here he said. But I...  Not a word it's procedure we have to hear it together. That way we can verify the story. Aren't you going to call the cops or  something? Procedure after the initial report we have to talk it over. If we agree then the ball starts rolling. OK so just sit down and shut up for a little while. Ray showed up and he smiled when he saw me in the bra and panties. Matching set their cute.  His first words to me as if it was just a fashion show for him. So why am I here he said. Tell him what you told me he said. I was raped twice by the boys. He looked like I was kidding. Fuck me.  I took that deep breath and started to tell everyting that happened. Both times. I didn't tell them I liked it. I didn't want it to seem like it was a lie. Ray focused on the pictures. Who took them what will they show? Me sucking cock and being a little sissy cum slut. Well I didn't say that but he would see for himself. He said wait here and off he went to wake up the boys. It was about 10 minutes later when he got back. He was flipping through the pictures occasionally looking at me. He finally handed them to Pops and it was his turn to see me do the nasty things I liked. Pops got a hard on. He didn't even pretend to hide it from either of us. Fucking perfect. Ray said look I see a sissy faggot having sex with multiple boys.  Pops said he agreed.  Looks like you did everything without any coercion at all. No knives visible no bruising cuts nothing. My heart sank. I was really fucked again. Ray explained that the pictures were the only evidence of anything happening to me. The could call the cops sure. But then it's off to the hospital for a physical and getting my stomach pumped for the liquid evidence. Pops showed me the pictures of me sucking my own cock and cum in my mouth. Are you going to say you raped your mouth too? You swallowed your cum Ray said the boys all saw that. I'm sure they will say that in open court. It will be 5 separate trials after all. The county and the state will insist. 5 judges and their staff. 5 juries all hearing from the boys all of this was your idea. You might win on or two cases.  Maybe if you're lucky. But all 5  ? The pictures really won't allow you to win. How about we talk about how Pops and I can protect you from the boys. Oh fuck I knew I was set up and knocked down by Pro's. I was staring at two top notch predators and I was living under the roof of one.