Blue Jeans - Black Jeans (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 9 - Abuse at Home

 Dear readers there are some disturbing refrences to abuse in this chapter close to the beggining and at the end. Hope you enjoy the next chapter off Blue Jeans - Black Jeans

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                                         I pulled on my paterned top, still lying next to Gabriel. "Thank You, no one else remebered apart from my parents" he said kissing my neck.

"Its fine babe!" I sadi with smile. He slipped on his underwear taking away the amazing sight which now lies underneath. I kissed his tomach and wroked my way down. I heard a deep gasp up above. His hips were moving back and forward now. I felt another stiffie come on. I stopped and looked at my watch. "Shit" I said. "I have to get home now babes. Im sorry"

"Hey, its fine" and whith that his lips touched mine in a passionate moment and I ruhed out of the store.

On the way home Gabriel text me naughty meesages. I smilled with excitment. I arrived at my gate. My house was a tall gothic mansion, well large house but I call it a mansion. I pushed open the giant iron gate and walked throught the windy cobbled yard. My house looked like a small castle with four tall spires on each cornor of the square decaying building and in each corner a gargoyle was crouched with great splendor. Ivy chocked three quaters of the house and I approched the ginat wooden paneels which are my door. I aproched them slowley, quickly fixed my hair and pushed the door bell in an intricate lions mouth. The door slowley opened and a woman with long wavy black hair and pericing blue eyes looked out.

"Where have you been come in my boy" said mum

"I was giving my friend a present" I told her.

"Well dinner is on the table, your father and I have already had ours so you will be eating alone." She gave me a big smile, too big. She took me by the hand and led me like a dog into the dining room. There was a giant candalabra in the middle of the table which was sitting on a crisp white table cloth. A grand chair and a large plate of food sat at the other end of the long oak table. It looked miles away.

"Sit anmd eat your food sweetie" Mum said sweetly. I edged round the table and sat. Dinner was a bowl of pasta with sauce. "Eat Son, your a growing boy, you need your food" she said sickly and gave me another big smile. I turned and faced the pasta. "Whats the matter?" Mother asked

"Nothing, everything is fine" I said quietly

"You want more sauce dont you, you like your sauce" and with that she flourished into the kitchen. A few moments later she brought out a pan and a ladel and she skipped over to me. She put a big dolop of sauce over the top.

"Thats enough Mum, thank you" but she didnt listin and she carried on. I looked discusted and she saw.

"I thought you like sauce son" sha asked puzzled

"I do mum, but that.." with a roar my mum cut me off

"You are so ungratefull for waht you have, you need to learn how to respect for peole when they cook you food!" spital struck my face and I winced. Mum placed her hand on the back of my head and pushed it slightly towards the food. "That, boy, is what makes you live and breath" she pushed against my head and I tried to resist pushing back wards. With one big push my face went face down into the pasta and she kept it there. My arms were flailing as she scremed "This is life! You have to be greatful for it so eat your fucking dinner." She walked away and I kept my face in the pasta ashamed and emmbarraced. A small tear penetrated my eyes. A fell like a bomb into the tweel of pasta. I sobbed into my bowl of pasta as it was the only thing that would listin at the moment.

8pm I am up in my room studing for a Geomitry test I have tommorow 5th period! Great last lesson and a fucking test. My hone is between my legs so I can repost on Kneebook about hoe shit tests are. My phone vibrates and I pick up the phone as quick as a whip. Its Gabriel and he says "Look out of the window". I got up and walked to the window and loked out as he said. Shockingly he is standing there hands in his blue jeans pockets with a cute baby type smile. A smile creeps along my face. I open the window and shout down "What are you doing here"

"Im here to give you summik back for the present you gave me earlier." 

"Climb up the vines, they will be stable, trust me" Gabriel slowley started to climb the vines and he eventually reached my room and climed through the window. He instantly kissed me and I kissed him back. I pulled away and said "One second" I skipped over to my door and placed a chair between the handle and the floor. I jumped back over my bed while is was unbuckling my jeans. Back on the bed Gabreil's jeans were already off and his heart boxers we flashing towads me. I pounced on him now with my jeans off with plain black boxers. Mother never let me have nice desgined boxers. Our kisses were held and meaningful.

     Rattata the door went. "Lenanardo, this is your dad, can i come in please." I looked anxiously at Gabriel as I was saying "one moment dad" I lead Gabriel to the window and nondded my head to the ground. He leaped out of the window and I rushed to the door and silently removed the chair and scutlesd ove to my bed. "Come in  Dad" Shit, I thought I am waering just boxers. Fuck. Dad walked into my bedroom and saw me lying down in my boxers.

"Ahh good lad" said dad "Your being a proper man now" I smilled an uneasy smile. Dad looked to the floor and he saw two pairs of jeans. SHIT! I thought. I only had one pair of jeans.

"Whats been going on Lenardo" Dad said nervously as he was scouting the room.

"Uh..Uh" i stuttered

"Was there a boy over" Dad asked sinisterly

"Um.."

"Get up" Dad demanded

"Wh....Why dad" I asked anxiously

"Just get up" he bellowed. I stood up with a knot in my stomch which was just growing. Dad took a step towards me. He raised one of his hands and brought it down on my cheek. I cluched the side of my face in emmbaresment and in pain.

"Take it like a man you faggot" the man that was supposded to be my dad bellowed. I stood up straight with tears in my eyes. Dad just repetidlty slaped mke and kicked me and stamped on my all over. My dad had never hit me before, not even as a little kid. I felt like life wasnt worth it anymore. By the time he was alomst finished with me he bent down to my ear and spat "You are nothing to me." He got up and kicked me hard in the stomach which made me gag and rech. He keft me in the floor like a bit of crumpled  paper on the street which a dog had shat on.

After a few minuites of humiliation and pain I struggled up and picked up Gabriel's jeans and backed slowley to the window limping. I through them out of the window and closed them behind me so I could hear the questions of love and sorrow from Gabriel.

That night I lay in bed slient and still scared to do anything. I pulled the duvet over my head and bawlled my eyes out.