The Rapes of Graff

1933, the Great Depression at its height. George Casey and his two brothers have lost everything. They decide to go on a fucking spree and damn the consequences

In 1933 the great depression took hold and many states became a dustbowl. In the small town of Graff, Missouri, George Casey wakes to the snoring of his brother Lenny, he gets up and wanders into the living area of the family shack, his other brother, Tom, is sitting at the kitchen table, a look of confusion and anger on his face.

“The Bastard!” he says to George, “What?” comes the reply. Tom slides two pieces of paper across the table, George reads them slowly, carefully because he isn’t the best reader. “He’s gone?” he says finally, “Yep, this morning at sunup" his brother replies, "took the truck too!” he adds in disgust.

“Shit!” George spat. He picked up an old carving knife from the table and threw it at the window, it broke a pane and disappeared outside.

“What’s going on George” Lenny lumbers into the room, yawning and scratching. “Pops gone” comes the reply from both brothers, “Whad'ya mean gone?” Lenny asks.

“This morning Pop loaded some stuff into the truck and drove off” George held out the note from his Father, “he ain’t coming back” Lenny stared at the paper uncomprehending, the youngest brother didn’t read at all.

“He left two notes?” he said slowly.

“No” George explained, “this one is a letter from a lawyer saying that the rent on this place hasn’t been paid for three months and we have to pay or be out by the end of the month” he continued. “That’s tomorrow” Tom added.

Lenny still looked confused, “But he’s been taking stuff to sell and pay the rent” he said in his father’s defense.

“That’s what he said” George replied, obviously not the case though. Their father had actually kept the money, loaded some other stuff onto their truck and took off with a woman from the town, leaving the three brothers penniless and soon to be homeless.

“What are we gonna do George, what are we gonna do?” Lenny asked desperately. George stared at the papers and then turned. “Wait here” he said.

He went out to the barn where he had hidden his box, in it he kept his “treasures” a faded photo of mom, dead for over 6 years now, a few interesting rocks, a bird skull and, at the bottom hidden by a cloth, two old guns and six bullets.

He took out the guns, loaded three bullets into each and went back to the shack, his two brothers were still sitting at the table, “Here” he said handing a gun to Tom, “We’re going into town” he added grimly, “What for?” Tom looked at the gun.

“Because the Casey boys are going out with a bang” he replied.

“Why don’t I get a gun George?” the trio were almost in town before Lenny’s slow mind had formulated the question, “Because I only have two” George replied, “and you’d only shoot yourself in the foot anyway” he added bluntly.

“Oh, OK” Lenny never doubted his older brother.

They walked down the main street, the only street, in Graff. Most of the few shops there had been were boarded up, the grocery store was only open two days a week now and today wasn’t one of them. The only place open was the saloon, that figured.

The owner stood at the end of the bar, a barmaid stood behind it in a low-cut dress, she was skinny, but then so was everyone, food was scarce and expensive, but she had fairly big tits. She had pushed them up and pulled the dress front down, maybe she hoped it would get her some tips.

“A bottle of whiskey and three glasses” George demanded, the barmaid looked across at the owner.

“Gotta pay up front for that boys” he drawled, taking a couple of steps forward, George pulled the gun out of his waistband and shot him in the leg, the man went down in a heap screaming, “Consider that a deposit” he looked at the woman, she grabbed a bottle and three glasses and put them on the bar.

“Good” George said, he noticed the four patrons in the bar had stood and were heading for the door, “Have a great day folks” he said opening the bottle, “Don’t come back” he splashed the liquor into the glasses and the brothers drank, grimacing at the burning sensation in their throat, at ages 21, 19 and 18 respectively they hadn’t drunk a lot. George refilled the glasses.

“Should I get him some help?” the barmaid asked of the owner who was still on the floor groaning, “Nope” George replied, he pointed the gun at her, “what you can do is get naked, I know you turn a trick or two for money Celia, it’s all over town, so how about you do it for us and we won’t shoot anyone else”

Celia looked terrified and nodded, she pulled the dress off her shoulders and stepped out of it, George put his gun on the bar and Tom pulled his out covering the door, he sipped his drink. Lenny watched open mouthed as Celia removed her underwear, he had never seen a naked woman before, George pulled out his cock and pushed the barmaid back over a table, “We’re gonna have some fun today boys” he said to his brothers, “and damn the consequences”

Celia opened her legs, George spat on his cock and rammed it into her, “Fuck!” George grunted as he started to fuck her hard, “Take it easy sugar” Celia gasped, George slapped her, “don’t tell me what to fucking do!” he snarled and fucked her harder.

Tom poured himself another drink and Lenny stood watching his brother, he had his own cock out now and was masturbating, George hammered into Celia a few more times and then shuddered as he blew his load. He pulled out and turned to his masturbating sibling, “She’s all yours Lenny” he said, “Let’s pop that cherry eh?” he grinned.

Lenny blundered into the woman and slammed his cock into her cum filled cunt, “Oh fuck yeah!” Lenny moaned as he lost his virginity, “This feels good George” he grunted as he fucked her, “Real good” he grabbed Celia by the hips and she gasped as he hammered her pussy, “Oh fuck!” Lenny cried as he orgasmed hard and pumped his first load of cum into a woman.

“You wanna fuck her?” George asked Tom, “Nope” his brother replied, “I have other ideas”

The Casey brothers left the bar, now with a bottle each, “You better get him some help” George waved his gun at the owner, Celia stared at him blankly, cum ran down the inside of her bruised thighs, “Otherwise he’s gonna bleed out” he added.

Outside the saloon they waved down a man in a truck, threw him out of it at gunpoint and climbed in, Tom behind the wheel, “Where are we going, George?” Lenny grinned, he liked riding in trucks, “We’re gonna pay a visit to Toms girlfriend Jenny” his brother laughed.

Jenny wasn’t Toms girlfriend, in fact she had turned him down three times when he had asked her out, George had a felling she wasn’t going to get a choice today.

Jenny’s middle-aged father was in front of the house as they pulled up and got out of the truck, “What can I do for you boys?” he asked amiably, “You can shut the fuck up” Tom said and shot him in the head, he died instantly.

Jenny’s mom appeared at the door, “Ronnie?” she cried, “What did you do?” she screamed at Tom and then screamed again as Lenny picked her up and carried her into the house, “Jenny! Run!” she yelled.

Tom ran into the house but George frowned and then ran around the back, sure enough as he got there Jenny came out of the back door, she pretty much ran straight into him, “Now, where do you think you’re going” George grinned and carried her back inside.

“Well done bro” Tom smiled, “Thought she’d got away from me again”

Jenny cried for help as the two men threw her onto the kitchen table and began to tear off her clothes, “Daddy! Mom!” she yelled, but no help came, eventually she was naked, she was a little flat chested for Georges liking but Tom wanted her and that was what mattered.

He held her arms down while his brother dropped his pants and forced his cock into the 18-year-old girls pussy, “I’ll teach you to turn me down you fucking slut” Tom grunted as he fucked her, “No! Please Tom! Stop it!” she cried but he paid no heed and continued to ram his hard cock into her, before cumming with a cry of “Fuck yes!”

He looked up at his brother, “You wanna?” he asked, George nodded, “Wait, No! Please!” Jenny sobbed as the two men switched places and she found herself being violated again. “Nooo!” she screamed and George fucked her hard enough to make Tom’s cum squirt out onto the tabletop, “This’ll teach you to say no to us” he panted as he thrust his cock home and filled her pussy with spunk.

They dressed and left the girl naked and sobbing on the table, “Where the fuck is Lenny?” Tom asked, “Judging by the sounds I think he’s in here with Jenny’s mom” George replied with a grin. Sure enough the youngest Casey was in the bedroom fucking Jenny’s mother, his brothers watched as he banged her, ramming his dick in as hard as he could, slapping her face and big tits occasionally and telling her to shut up, not that she was making a lot of noise, she was semi-conscious by now.

“Horny fucker ain’t he?” Tom commented, George nodded, “Oh hell yes!” Lenny gasped and shot his load into Jenny’s mom, he stepped away “I fucked her mom good George!” he grinned at his brothers,

“You did that Lenny boy” George laughed, “You fucked her senseless” the brothers laughed and walked back out to the truck, “Put your dick away Lenny” Tom said, his brother laughed and said, “Oh yeah!” he pushed it back into his pants.

The brothers then drove to their nearest neighbor’s house and kicked in the door. Tom, always with a eye for the ladies, knew the old couple there were visited by their granddaughters on a Sunday evening for dinner, so not only would there be some 19- and 18-year-old pussy available but they would be able to steal some food too.

The old man protested, George shot him in the head, Tom did the same to the old lady then helped Lenny drag the girls out to the truck, George gathered up their dinner in a tablecloth and brought that.

Back at the shack they stripped the girls and told them to make out while they watched and ate, the younger girl looked confused but her sister understood and began to kiss and caress her, Lenny was fascinated and soon forget about the food, he pulled his dick out and jerked off before grabbing the older girl and pushing down onto his fathers bed. She gasped as he entered her but didn’t scream, although her sister did when George and Tom got her down on the other side of the bed.

George fucked her cunt and Tom stuck his dick into the girls mouth to shut her up, he held his gun to her head and said, “you bite me and I’ll shoot” she stared at him wide eyed but went quiet and sucked his cock, “Yes, good girl” he moaned.

Lenny spunked into the older, dark haired girls pussy before going back to the table to eat, Tom and George took their time with the younger blonde, squeezing her big tits and pinching her nipples, then they held her shoulders and jerked off in her face, shooting thick ropes of cum over her.

They tied the girls to the bedposts with washing line and ate, washing it down with the whiskey they stole, Lenny didn’t put his cock away at all and soon it was hard again, “he’s a fucking animal!” George commented, Tom looked impressed and nodded as he watched his younger brother force fuck the young blonde, making her cry out as he plunged his big dick in and shot a big stream of spunk into her pussy.

Finally the brothers slept, George at the bottom of the bed, the two girls huddled at the top, still tied to the posts. Tom lay on a tired old sofa and Lenny just crashed out on the floor, his cock still sticking out of his pants.

George awoke the next morning, the bed was shaking, he looked to see that Lenny was fucking the older of the two girls, laying on top of her, her hands still tied to the post as he humped her cunt. The younger girl curled up on in other corner looking terrified.

At that moment George saw something long and black slide through the windowpane he had broken the day before, it was a rifle barrel.

Before he could call out a warning the rifle fired, hitting Lenny in the side of the head, blood sprayed everywhere and the girls screamed, the youngest Casey brother flew off the bed and was dead before he hit the floor.

“What the fuck!” George yelled, he had been expecting bailiffs to try to evict them today but obviously the law had caught up with them after yesterdays escapades.

The front door burst open and the local sheriff and three lawmen crashed into the room, Tom jumped up from the sofa and fired his last bullet, it went high and wide as four shots hit him in the chest and head, he fell back onto the sofa, a look of surprise on his dead face.

George was on his feet now and fired his last round too. It hit a lawman in the shoulder, George stood impotently pulling the trigger on empty chambers until the three remaining men shot him in the chest half a dozen times.

George stared up at the ceiling, coughing blood from his shattered lungs, the Sheriff appeared in his eyeline and raised his gun, “Told you we’d go out with a bang” George wheezed, the Lawman fired and, for George, everything went black.

The End (apologies to Mr. Steinbeck)