Break Me Instead|Ghorror

[7: Blur]

"What a dirty boy," Chris purred as Angelo sat on his knees on the ground, ball gag in his mouth while a dozen people watched him intently. Chris held a flogger in his hand, pacing with a smirk.

The latex bunny ears Chris wore masked his face, and matched with Angelo's. He ran a fingertip down the pretty teen's jaw. "M-Mmph!" Angelo's blue eyes were wide, spit dripping from the corners of his mouth.

The fun place was an old BDSM club that Chris' friend, Ronnie, owned. He started going there at sixteen with the help of a fake ID. Now, he got Angelo to the dark, dirty side of their sex life.

Chris pulled Angelo by his bound wrists to stand, looking him in the eye. It took everything he had not to bend him over and show him a monster. However, he held back and smacked the flogger against his thigh with a whack. "You like that, Baby? You just love it when I punish you, huh?!"

"Yes, Master!" Angelo moaned, but it was muffled due to the gag.

"Bend the fuck over. Show me how much you want to see this cock."

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Ricky sighed, kissing along Devin's neck. He whined, "Why won't you tell me about the other day?"

Devin tensed, biting his lip nervously. "Baby, I just don't like talking about the past." He sighed, bringing his boyfriend close. "It hurts."

Ricky backed off, nodding. "Okay, I'll leave it be. Just please, please talk to me when you need to."

Devin nodded, then pecked his partner's lips. He knew that Ricky was trustworthy, but was still sensitive about his past. The past was a strange place for him. Being with Matt fucked him up horribly.

When Matt asked Devin to be his boyfriend, things were great. No bullying, teasing, punching, or anything Devin was afraid of. However, he strived to make Matt as happy as can be. That was a bad decision.

Matt was an alcoholic at a young age, due to the abandonment by his father. He stole alcohol from his mother, and even stole from local shops. His addiction followed him, and continues to. When he got with Devin, he insisted that the feminine goth drink too.

As much as Devin wanted to refuse, he figured that Matt was too fragile to say no to. So, he began drinking as well and became an alcoholic after a year. Alcohol then led to issues in the relationship itself.

Matt wanted Devin to undress for his friends, to dance for them like he did for him. Of course, Devin took a few more shots before agreeing.

Devin dropped his skirt, sliding down the corner of the wall seductively. Matt licked his lips, drunkenly watching the scene.

"Am I sexy enough for you, boyyys?" Devin slurred with a giggle, hiccuping. He ran a hand over his ass, then went to Matt and spread his legs apart.

Sadly, Angelo had begun the walk downstairs. His eyes widened, then he scurried back to his room.

While Devin teased his boyfriend, one of Matt's friends came behind him and smacked his ass. One smack turned to a dozen, and before Devin knew it, there were fingers inside of him.

After that, everything was a drunken blur.

Devin nodded, leaning over to grab his black thermos. Inside, he kept his poison; vodka. He took a swig, giving no reaction, then set it down again. He shut his eyes, nuzzling closer to Ricky. "G'night, Baby,"

Ricky whined, he wasn't ready for bed yet. "Nnh, Devvv! I wanna snuggle s'more... Love meee," he chuckled, kissing along his collarbones. "Baby Doll,"

"I'm tired, Babe..." Devin mumbled, kissing his forehead. He yawned, then cuddled close. "We can talk 'til I fall asleep, though,"

Ricky nodded, thinking it sounded good. "What's your favourite thing about me?"

"You're caring." Devin answered immediately, closing his eyes. "You care 'bout me more than anyone on Earth. I care about you, too, okay? I don't want you to think I'm like... I dunno, fucking with you, I guess."

Lies.

Ricky nodded, toying with Devin's dreads. "Y'know... It's only been a month, but... I-I feel like I have someone to love. I feel like i can be vulnerable around you, Dev."

Devin didn't reply, having already fell asleep. How he did it, he wasn't sure. The past month that he'd been with Ricky, he hadn't been able to sleep due to the guilt piling up.

Devin hated himself for making such a dirty deal with Matt. Go out with him for a while. Then, we can completely ruin him. Devin thought that it was gonna be easy at first-an in and out job. Damn, was he wrong.

He didn't expect Ricky to be so caring, so... Perfect. He didn't mean to fall for him. Now, he didn't ever want to leave Ricky.

Matt wanted Devin to break up with Ricky and get back with him. Devin had missed the company of a lover so much that he agreed. Never in their time of being together had Matt treated him as well as Ricky did.

He was fucking up the plan, but he couldn't chicken out. He was vain, truthfully, and his "friends" mattered to him most. It wasn't true. His girlfriends only spoke to him for fashion advice and assumed he was a stereotypical homosexual. They were wrong...

Devin was wrong. So very, very wrong.