What Is Your Problem? I Didn't Do Anything Wrong- (Crenny)

Porn~ *horni begins*

TRIGGER WARNING

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It smelt like what my house normally does, marijuana and beer. I squinted my nose and opened my eyes a few times before adjusting to my surroundings. I weakly stood up and I guess... I was in a dog cage? There was a faded red blanket on top of the cage. I didn't know where I was. I accidentally kicked the cage trying to move my foot under me to keep balance, only a few seconds later the blanket was lifted shooting light into my eyes. I heard a familiar voice, 't-the old man...?,' He gave me a smile... it wasn't warm, it was cold and sinful. He grabbed the sleeve of my tinted white shirt and yanked me out. He grabbed my inner thigh and pushed the rest of my body on the ground. His hands grabbed my waist, it hurt really bad. I looked at him terrified. I didn't do anything wrong... "I-," I was about to say something- "Don't worry, It will feel good~," he said with a lustful tone... the more he continued to roughly grab different parts of my body while stripping my clothes... he would continuously say things such as... 'Such a pretty little boy or 'Who would let this go to waste' tears rolled down my face as he began to take off all of my clothes. 

"Kenny..."

"Ken."

"Dude, wake the fuck up."

"Kenny!"

| Kenny POV |

I jolted up and saw Craig staring at me with my parka wrapped around him, I was breathing kinda hard. "You alright?" he said with a concerned look, I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and lied back down. I was just trying to calm myself. I felt cold sweat the more I moved around. "Mhm..." I hummed stuffing my face in the pillow. "Sure, first things first. You were crying. Second, your hands are shaking" I looked down at my wrist and saw that that was true. "I'm fine. It was just a dream." I mumbled trying to avoid eye contact. He lied his head next to my face, to make it where I could avoid eye contact. "What was it about?" Craig says without hesitating, "Nothing, I don't remember." I replied blankly trying not to have a panic attack or whatever. 

| Craig POV |

It was obviously a bad one, he is still breathing hard. His hands are shaking too. "Dude, you gotta say shit, things won't ever change if you don't." I sat up and scurried in front of him so that I could look at him in the face. His eyes were dull once he finally made eye contact with me. "I don't think they would... trust me," he mumbles, he is still trying to find a way out of the conversation. I cupped his face, I was a little embarrassed because what I was doing was hurtful and stupid.. but I was more concerned with him at the time. "Now or never Kenny," I said sternly. "Talli it, bastard." he shook me off of him and grabbed a piece of pale-tinted chalk, and wrote a tally-mark on the wall. "What's this for?" I proceeded to ask. I think it was just how many times he remembered his dream, or how many times he's slept here, he ignored the question and proceeded to get up and pick up a porn magazine and lean on the wall and look at it.

 I kinda just glared at him in pure judgment, he was making this annoying face. He was biting his lip at the magazine or he just grin evilly. "Rawr~," he purred aloud looking at the magazine. "What?" I should have said that at all. He crawled over to me and without permission, he decided to lie in between my legs to show me the naked woman in the picture. I averted my eyes away from the picture slowly, paying attention to two things. One, the position he was in... Two, him talking in general. "She is so hot, man... I wish her tits were a little smaller," he changes subject randomly "How come guys are not this hot, none of them have this skin color and hair color." he whines still looking through the magazine.

Huh? Was that a joke... or was here serious? 

I was starting to fidget around because of how embarrassing this was. He was still smirking at the magazines and some of the pictures had gone a little too far so I almost wanted to gag. Ew... Vaginas are so nastey. 

| Kenny POV |

He was uncomfortable, I wonder why... arent all guys into this stuff. Hm... Okayyyyyy let's try this. I pull out a porn magazine, male edition. Really I just wanted to see his reaction. "So pretty boy, that one didn't interest you," I said getting back in my comfy spot. 

| Craig POV |

He got up and grabbed another magazine, at that point, I just wanted to leave. Before I could do anything he lied back down on me. UGH- but then something caught my eye. I-I mean IM NOT A PERVERT- It's just..... Woah. "So pretty boy, that one didn't interest you," I couldn't help but blush at his remark and what I just got myself into. He began slowly flipping through the pages... oh god. There were BDSM... and different positions of different men. Guys fucking each other. It getting hot, and we are in a treehouse. I could feel him breathing up and down slowly on me, thinking about just that made me... UGHHHH this is annoying so annoying, he is going to notice. Wait- oh my god he is doing this on purpose. Why!? AHHH. I got so caught up in my thoughts I wasn't even paying attention to the magazine anymore. "Wow, you really are gay." he turned around still in between my legs. HOLY SHIT- I'm pretty sure my blush was so noticeable. He gave me the most disgusting smirk I ever saw, oh my god it was so bad I fucking liked it, why do I like it? I. Don't. Know. Fuck this guy. 

| A/N |

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