Locked Down for the Virus

Locked Down for the Virus?Okay, Lionel, have your bags packed on Saturday morning,? the younger brother reminded his sibling.?I will, Blaine! What time will you be here? I?ll be there around ten in the morning.??Do you want me and Freeland to ride together or do one of us need to ride with you???You tell me what you want. Just think about it and let me know.??Okay. And you have WiFi, right???Yes, Lionel. I??The five-foot-eight, reddish-brown, effeminate man went silent as he saw a dark figure lurking outside his bedroom. His pulse began to race.?You there, Blaine? Blained?!?!???I?ll call you right back,? Blaine whispered. ?Okay, little bro!??Who?s there,? the slight homeowner called out. ?I have a gun,? he warned as he reached for the nightstand. As he stretched his arm to open the drawer, the shadow lunged towards him and pounced on top of him.?Shut the fuck up, faggit,? the ski mask wearing person barked. The person overpowered Blaine and restrained his wrists.Blaine kicked and fought as best he could.The man ordered, ?Shut up!? He forced down the red bikini cut briefs the victim was wearing.?Stop! Please stop,? shrieked the terrified.The assailant slapped the sensitive tart. ?I said shut up!? He kicked off a shoe and removed a sock. He stuck it in Blaine?s mouth.?Mmmmphhh. Unnnh,? garbled Blaine.?You must like it. Your li?l dick is hard,? chuckled the aggressor. Then he punched it.?Arrrggggghhhhhh!??You gon? suck my big dick first, bitch ass faggit!?Blaine shook his head back and forth in protest.WHAP!Another slap.?I?ma take this sock out your mouth. And you gonna suck this dick, bitch!? The man removed the sock and choked the prey?s neck. ?Open up. And you better not bite my dick or I?ma kill you.?Blaine?s eyes were huge with terror. Tears began to well.The man shoved what had to be a nine inch dick down his throat. The man fucked his face like it was a pussy. He did not stop even though Blaine was gagging and spitting up. ?You can throw up on this dick if you want! I?ma still fuck your punk ass, bitch!?Blaine was now sobbing. The criminal pulled out and flipped the sissy onto his stomach. He spat on the tight brown hole and stabbed his manhood into the rectum.?Owwwwwww,? whined Blaine.?You know you wan this dick, faggit,? the goon growled.?Please don?t hurt me!??You know you like this big long dick! Faggit always want dick!?The attacker slammed his lengthy and meaty rod into the unwilling bottom with overwhelming force. He pushed it all the way to the hilt. He would pull it almost completely out with each stroke. Then, he shoved it back in balls deep. He pummeled and thrashed his skinny fuck doll. ?Take this big long dick! I love takin? faggit ass!??Oh my god! Why???Cause you a faggit! You supposed ro please real thug nuggas!??Please stop!??Where that goddamn sock?? He stuffed it back in Blaine?s mouth.?Mmmmmpphhhhh! Ahhhhhh!??Can?t nobody hear you!?The invader pounded with every bit of might he could muster. ?This fag pussy os so tight on my dick! Goddamn! You make my shit so hard, faggit! That?s why I hate you!?Blaine tried to scream, but it was no use. He made the conscious decision to just lie there lifeless.The ruffian walloped and trounced. He clobbered the now open boipussy.?Unnnhhhhh,? Blaine murmured.?Oh it?s so good! I?ma nut in yourt faggit ass, bitch!??Unh uh! Unh uh!??Ah shit! Arrrrgggghhhhhhhhh!?The hooligan?s balls shot a warm, gooey load inside of Blaine?s silken insides.Blaine felt the man climb off of him. He saw the man put on his shoe and disappear. He sat up and ran into the bathroom. He looked for something to help him cut away the duct tape. Finding nothing he cautiously went into the kitchen. He fumbled with a knife to slice through it until he was able to free his hands.Then, Blaine walked back into his bedroom. He picked up his phone and saw a message from Jordan Chaney.-How was it boo?-GREAT! I love how you **** me.-Tomorrow night. I just wanna fuck you regulat.-Sounds good. Let me know what time.-BetThat?s right. The entire thing had been staged. Some months ago, the community health advanced practice nurse had met Jordan. He was a handsome man with an athletic build and cool brown skin that had a blue-red undertone.He had a tough swag. Soon they were fucking regularly. Six weeks ago, Blaine gave Jordan a key to his house so he could come over unexpectedly and take his boipussy. This was the fourth time Jordan had done ir.Blaine went to wash up before calling his older brother. He firmed up the plans with Lionel.Currently, the forty-three year-old Lionel lived in the small house where he and Blaine had been raised by their single mother. She was now deceased. Blaine had helped Bevely Mathews setup to leave the 900 square-foot three-bedroom, one-bath home to Lionel in a special needs trust. This allowed Lionel to continue to draw the maximum benefit.Blaine visited at least once every six weeks, but had found a Vietnam veteraran, who was also getting SSI because his injuries were not service related, to live with Lionel as a companion-slash-caretaker. His name was Freeland Moore. He paid a nominal amount of rent and in return got use of a bedroom and Lionel?s royal blue 2011 Ram Dakota extended cab pickup truck. Having the 65 year-old Freeland live with and support his brother, helped Blained sleep well since he lived a few hundred miles away. Freelanad was an active fellow. He and Lionel often went fishing when the weather was nice. They worked out at the gym three or four times a week. And sometimes they drank beer. It was as much a help for Freeland as it was for the Mathews brothers. Before becoming Lionel?s companion, Freeland had been homeless and couch surfing.But, the big thing on Blaine?s mind right now was the new virus that was beginning to be seen in the United States. Blaine had been this rural county?s health department director for a couple of years. And because the dude with master?s degrees in nursing and public health was plugged into the information network, he knew that travel bans and shut downs would be imminent. It was not long after the first meeting about the virus, that he began making plans for Lionel and Freeland to come stay with him.When Blaine purchased his quaint three-bedroom, two-bath ranch style house on four acres, he also bought a 600 square foot manufactured home that had two bedrooms and one bathroom. He got it with the intent of eventually moving Lionel down here with him so that both could have their own private space.Since Freelandhad no family to speak of, Blaine implored him to join them during this possibly trying time.The next day at work, Blaine joined a conference call where they explained what was known about the virus and how it was spread. There was talk of possibly asking all healthcare personnel to suspend any unnecessary travel outside of their home regions. Blaine was glad he?d made the plans to get Lionel this weekend.The health department was inundated with questions and heavier foot traffic over concern about the virus. Blaine found himself interacting much more with the public than he usually had to. But, he loved patients. He only went into the community health side because he thought it would give him more opportunity to influence larger swaths of the populace. He had a real focus on HIV / AIDS care