Motley Crue (Gay) Imagines

"I Just Wanted to Help You"- (Mick/Tommy)

(Warnings: mentions or rape, abuse, bleeding, vomit, scars)
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Mick Mars. Known as the father of the chaotic Motley Crue household. He always kept the boys in check. Helping to provide food and rent for there shared apartment it was clear that he played a strong fatherly role in the younger man's lives. But not for Tommy.

For Tommy, Mick was his soul provider. Despite everything Mick was going through with his AS and age, he still managed to put food on there table and help keep the band together and alive.

Tommy still remembers the day he came home from the club. Although he was drunk out of his mind he still remembers stumbling into the living room to find Mick passed out on the couch. The older man still had on his work shoes and coat. He was absolutely worn out. Snoring softly in the usually loud Crew home, it hit Tommy just how much of a strain the workload was on poor Mars.

That's why Tommy was where he was now.

Running frantically down the back alleys of a shitty street in LA. Blood ran down the drummers shaky legs. He could hear the shouts of angry clients following in his path. As he frantically tried to make his way back home.

See, Tommy felt terrible for the strain the group was putting on there guitarist, so he had taken up one of the fastest paying jobs he could think of in hopes to help pay for some of stuff around the bands apartment and help Mick to take a load off every now and then. And that job happened to be,

A striper.

At first it was fine.

A few men would come in, pay for their time with Tommy and then be on their way out. It even got to the point that he had regulars, or people who would specifically ask for the slender drummer. And who was Tommy to complain, he was getting paid hundreds for mindless sex, what more could he ask for?

That was until the beatings started.

At first Tommy thought it was a kink, the playful slaps and edging. But soon Tommy was coming home drenched in cuts and bruises so big the others had even begun to notice it, and Lee could no longer hide them behind makeup and clothes the way he normally did.

Some clients would even go as far as to tell incoming clients just how rough and hard Tommy liked it. Causing the drummer even more pain and discomfort than before.

The client that was currently chasing Tommy was by far his worst.

He was a man of wealth. He paid nearly 10 grand to spend half an hour alone with just Tommy. At first he was one of Tommy's favorite clients, treated him like a princess worshiped his body, showering him in praise.

Not to mention he spent a fortune to meet up and spend time with the drummer, the money was definitely appreciated since Tommy used it to buy groceries and pay for the apartments rent and renovations.

Mick was surprised to say the least. He'd asked Tommy at least a hundred times how he got the money and every single time he'd say he'd just been saving up. Not wanting the guitarist to worry about the drummers well being more than he already did.

A few months back Tommy had meant to meet up with his client after dinner. He had sent the drummer nearly 15 grand for an hour alone together and the drummer simply couldn't refuse.

But as he was about to leave the house he had come down with the stomach bug from some food Nikki had tired make and wasn't able to go.  Of course he had no way of reaching his client to let him know and sadly had to tell him in person two days later once he had recovered.

From that day forward his client took his anger out on him. Calling him slurs and names, threatening to kill and beat Tommy to death for wasting his time and money, and how Tommy should have been grateful for him even considering to be with him, let alone touch him.