Forever & Always (Forever & Always #1) (boyxboy)

The Past, Part II

"Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live."

-- Norman Cousins

  

4 Years Ago.

  

I open my eyes and realize that I am back in the house. The hard floor is not comfortable and I have an acute ache in my lower back. The calming sound of the lake now replaced by the sound of my screams. My screams are echoing through the dark, dreary house.

Picking myself up off of the floor I walk out of the living room and into the bedroom. One of the hardest memories are there. Two men on the bed. One is holding me down. The other is looking over at Andrea preparing the camera.

"Are you fucking ready yet?"

The second man ask's as he turns to smile at the other man. Andrea is pressing every small button until a sly smile appears on her face. She looks up to the men and say's happily.

"Ready when you are boys."

The younger me, now ten years old screams again. He moves in the bed. Trying to remove the men, but it does no good. It never did any good. One of the men reaches over and bites little me's shoulder. Hard.

Standing and watching is making me feel sick. The sound of my whimpers surround me, the memory of those whimpers still very much alive. The lingering pain still very much there. I feel my heart beating. Yes, it's my heart and I do not know why I can feel it beating. But I start to feel funny.

So, I'm alive. Right? If my heart is beating that means I'm alive. So that's something that I'm sure of. God, I want to get out of here. How can anyone expect me to stay with Noah now? It would be selfish to stay with him.

"Ow! OW!” Little me screams as the biting worsens. Andrea is laughing as little me chokes on his own sobs. I remember the pain. And my body begins to react. I can feel the same pain. The pain from when I was a little boy.

One of the man shoves his entire fist up my hole and the screams that comes from little me get louder. The agony filled voice is now getting harder to ignore. But the men do not stop. Andrea does not stop them.

Instead she shouts "come on" and "do it harder, he deserves it". So the second man pushes his fingers in little me's hole too. He cannot move as bluntly as the first man. But that's only because of the lack of space. Not because it hurts him.

"Do you like this you little pussy. Cause your going to get both cocks up your ass in a minute."

The first man sneers as they both move their hands around. Little me turns red, and then blue before he throws up. He chokes on the vomit but they do not stop. It begins to seep out of his mouth and he turns his head to spit it out, coughing hard.

"Aw, the pussy has gotten sick. Maybe we should stop. But then again, where is the fun in that?" The second man taunted.

"Don't you dare stop. He'll get used to it then."

"Alright then, he's ready for us." The men lean forward and one grabs his cock and enters me. The second man waits and punches little me in the stomach. Once the first man is fully in me the second shoves himself in. The screams of pain that come next are enough to make me throw up. 

I can see both their cocks little me's hole. I can almost feel them in me again. It's hard to move, hard to breath. Nothing feels right any more. This is why I feel what I feel. This is why I feel like I want to die. But I cannot move.