Infinity//Kiani (BoyxBoy)

-Thirty- Nine- (Real)

-Jordan-

"NO NO NO NO NO!!!!" I scream. I throw my phone across the room, it hitting the wall, smashing into a billion pieces. "FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!" I stand up, not even caring about the kids right now. I grab my coat and keys and walk out the door, not second guessing about slamming it shut. I open my car door, immediately starting the car and zooming out of the drive way. I know exactly where I'm going. I zoom through the streets going to one house. Wills dads house.

Now I know he might not be alive anymore, but I have a feeling his helpers know as Ryan and Nicole. I knew Nicole had a crush on Will ever since she drugged him and made out with him. I groan at my thoughts of her fucking him. My stare never leaves from infront of me. My knuckles are now turning white from grasping the wheel so hard and thinking about Nicole fucking Will.. "Come on people! MOVE FASTER!" I slam my hands on the wheel before slamming on my breaks, Almost hitting the car in front of me. "Fuck this shit." I push on my gas, swevering around cars to get to the street that I remember well. I fly down the street, finding the house and slamming on my breaks. I get out, angrily slamming my door and storming to the door. I knock aggressively, surely a bruise will form on my knuckles. It wasn't that long until that all too familiar face appeared. "Well hello Jordan. What brings you here?" "You know what I'm here for Nicole." "What?" She asks obviously confused. "Will." Then a smirk appears on her face.

-Will-

Mark drives and drives, I'm pretty sure hes gone out of the state already. I go back to maneuvering my hand to my back pocket, trying to grab my phone. I have been trying, but can never get close. I reach, wiggling down the tight rope, reaching my pocket. I can feel the phone right at the tips of my fingers. Just a little more I tell myself. I reach and reach to the point where it hurts, and finally I get it, pulling it out quickly, letting out a breath of relief. I turn it on, going to the phone and dialing 911. Not too long I hear the familiar.

"911 Whats your emergency."

"Um. I am stuck in a car, getting kidnapped. I'm tied down and I cant move much. Please send help."

"Okay sir, whats your location?"

"I have no idea."

"Okay we will track your phone."

"Thank you."

"Stay on the line sweety."

"Okay."

Mark looks back at me, noticing that my phone is on. "You little shit." He quickly pulls to the side of the road, reaching back and grabbing my phone. "NO!" I scream. "Not this time Will. Not this time." He hangs up, moving back to his seat and rolling down the window. He chucks the phone on the highway, not to long after a quiet crunch can be heard. "Its not that easy William." He gives me a smirk from the review mirror. "YOU ARE A FUCKING ASS WHOLE CUNT LICKER!!!" "That's fantastic." He starts driving once again. "Were almost there. Don't worry baby." Wait what. "Baby?!?" WTF! "Yeah baby?" "Your fucking disgusting." "No different than you." "Fuck you faggot." I say, him looking at me, an angry face. He leaves the wheel for a second, slapping me in the face. "Dick." I mutter.

It feels like another hour until we finally come to a stop. Mark turns off the car, coming to the back and pulling me over his shoulder. "Lets go somewhere private baby." "I'm not your fucking baby." "Yes you are." He carries me into a house, no other houses around it. He unlocks it, bringing me inside. He closes the door, and starts walking. The house is very small, a simple kitchen, living room, and a small bathroom. He walked passed the living room and into a room. I cant see the contents of the room, but I see a bathroom across towards the corner. I was then thrown onto a soft cushion, more like a bed. Mark smirks, untying the rope around my body. As he takes it off, I try to get up, but Mark just pushes me down, knowing I'm no match for him. I keep struggling. I'm not letting him do whatever hes going to do. Mark cant hold me for much longer. I know it. He groans trying to adjust the rope. "That's it." He jumps on the bed, holding me down still. What happens next surprises me. He sits on my lower stomach, straddling my lower waist. "Get off me!" I use my hands, trying to push him off, but he didn't budge. He smirks at me before grabbing the rope and tying it around my wrist and tying them to the bed. "NO! STOP!" He gets off me a little bit, giving me the chance to kick his balls. He grunts, getting off my fully. He gets another piece of rope and grabs one foot. No. He takes off my shoes, then goes to my jeans, pulling them off my body. "Please stop!" I cry out, tears streaming down my face. "Shhhh!" He slaps me, making me whimper. He pulls down my boxers, leaving me fully exposed. I kick him repeatedly, but its no use. He uses the rope to tie my feet to the bed. Now I'm fully trapped.

(I hate doing this to Will :()

Mark starts taking off his pants, followed along with his boxers. I look away at the sight. Hes huge. Like bigger than Jordan, and hes HUGE. I gulp, closing my eyes. I feel the bed shrink on both sides of my body, more towards the top. "OPEN YOUR EYES!" I feel his hand connect with my cheek which causes me to open my eyes. "Over here sweetie." When I don't look over there, he grabs my chin and aggressively moves my head to meet his face. He gets close to my face, his mouth too close for comfort. "That's it." He then leans it, closing the small gap between us. I squirm, hating the taste already. It taste like beer and weed. His tongue fights to go into my mouth, and he somehow does. He forcefully opens my mouth, his tongue goes down my throat, making my gag. I bite his tongue, causing him to pull away. "BAD!" He punches my face. "I cry out in pain. He then grabs my head, it coming directly in front of his huge cock. My eyes grow wide. "Suck." I shake my head, trying to look away, but he has a strong grip on my jaws. "NOW!" He growls, tightening his grip. I shake my head. "FINE!" He goes to the gap between my jaw, forcing my mouth open. He brings my head down on his length. He puts my head so far down to the point where I choke. He moves my head back and forth. I take matters into my own hand, biting down on his cock, hearing him shriek. "You little shit." He pulls himself away from me, going lower down my body. Shit.

He positions himself to my hole, pressing in fast, a loud unhuman sound coming out. The pain is so real. He pushes himself in and out so fast, it being more pain than pleasure. I cry out with every thrust. Apparently Mark finds pleasure to this. He grasps my lower stomach, more cries escaping. His nails dig into my skin, leaving deep red marks down my body. "STOP!!!!" I scream out, the pain is too much. Is it just me or is it getting dark. The thrust don't stop. "Your so tight baby." He moans. His nail dig deeper, too much for my to handle. The world fades to blackness. Nothing but black.

OMG THIS WAS THE HARDEST THING TO WRITE OMFLJ!!!

Okay I'm sorry this is really late, but honestly I have been so busy, but its a longer chapter. I will try to update tomorrow as well, but it depends on time. There will most likely be a chapter out tomorrow!

And just so you know, I have no hatred towards Ryan or Mark, its just they seem buff and all that.

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Goodbye my Drpeppers!!

STAY STRONG!!

-Gracie