WARNING: Explicit Content (Sex Harassment and Violence) And Intense Social Issues.
This is somewhat a response to the whole "Boys can't be raped" thing. Be aware.
"Let's see what that queerdo, Rapafag likes about you so much, prepped out nerd!" Lance shout at Cole as he threw him against the wall.
Cole's face collide with the wall and his nose started gushing. Cole had to admit he was actually terrified about what Lance might do to him.
Lance would usually bully him (and sometimes tried Dalton) but right now it was third period and no one was in the hallways. Lance could do anything.
He began shoving Cole down so his face was a the level of his hips and then stepped on Cole's legs to keep him down causing Cole to scream out.
"Aaaahh!" Cole scream then huffed as he tried to struggle from the grip.
"Shut the fuck up, Pendork or I'll shut you up other ways!"
Lance took out his pocket army knife and stabbed Cole in the stomach, dragging in a vertical line.
Cole knew he couldn't scream so he began to double over, dropping his head down. It was then that he noticed that Lance's pant were undone.
Maybe the barbarian just can zip up a zip.
Lance grabbed Cole's neck roughly and pulled his face upwards. Then he slid his pants down slightly. Cole didn't notice because he was in to much pain.
Lance then pushed Cole up against the wall harder than before and stuck his manhood into Cole's mouth.
Cole gasped as he was shoved and inserted into. He thought that this couldn't possibly be happening when his thoughts were killed by Lance thrusting into his mouth.
"You like this don't you, ya bitch?" Lance prodded and laughed as Cole fought the item in his mouth, shaking his head. "Then why don't I make it more memorable, hoe!"
Lance reached for Cole left hand and used the knife to mark a large L in the middle of his palm then hooked Cole to the wall by his wrist.
Cole help in his pain and tried to bite Lance's dick to make him stop thrusting.
Cole wished for some helping began crying underneath his newly acquired glasses. He had to close his eyes. His cries soon came to life in mumbles due to the current situation in his mouth.
"Open up!" Lance yelled abruptly and took his knife straight down the vein in Cole's right arm, making him gush even more blood.
Cole couldn't hold his cry of pain. As he opened his mouth Lance went deeper and smacked Cole's arm to the wall along with the other.
Dalton! Please! Help me! Dalton, help me! I need you! Please, Help me! Please! Save Me! The only thought going through Cole's head.
Cole finally got some freedom from the disgust in his mouth and cried for his boyfriend.
"Dalton, help me! Please!" Cole tried his hardest to make his words loud enough but the tears wouldn't let him.
"Your Fag Hag BoyToy won't be able to save you!" With that Lance got at it again.
Rounding the corner was a very worried, blonde beau, looking for his love.
As Dalton cleared the corner he heard Lance and the sounds of pain. He took in what he saw and fury, rage and anger began to stir in him.
Before he knew he was hitting Lance so hard in the face he flew across the hallway and his face was bleeding.
Cole started breathing heavily and gripping his arms, which now started to sting from the blood and bruise of Lances roughness. He crippled over crying.
Dalton ran over to him cradling him and whispering into his ear. Cole was shaking to know end and had his hand over his mouth as he cried.
"It'll be okay, it'll be okay," Dalton kept repeating over and over again, still pissed as fuck but super worried.
"No it won't, no it won't," Cole said to himself like a mantra. Dalton when to caress Cole's arms but he pulled away.
Dalton was confused but then he saw them the gashes. Enraged he ran over to Lance, who was till on the floor and picked him up by his shirt.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO HIM, YOU ASSHOLE! I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU. NO ONE TOUCHES HIM!" Dalton spat out actually taking time to spit on Lance's face before he upper cut him in the stomach.
Lance chokes out his breathes and began cough in a ball on the floor while Dalton ran back over to Cole.
"I'm sorry I could help you, I'm stupid and I should've been there when you needed me. I'm sorry, Cole. I'm so sorry." Dalton started apologizing but began to cry before he could finish properly.
"He stuck his dick in my mouth, he could've done so much worst before you came. Dalton,you saved me!" Cole said sniffling and continuing his painful tears.
Dalton knew he could of done better and helped. He took off Cole's glasses to wipe the tears off and kiss his cheek.
Dalton tried to prop Cole up against the wall but ended up hurting him. He got up and went to the pager phone to call the nurses office and speak to Lance.
"Are your balls empty yet!" Dalton yelled then kicked the bully square in the balls. A full on soccer star kick causing Lance to choke up a little vomit. "Your days are numbered!"
Dalton called the nurses and one of the ladies pick up. He consoled Cole until she came. He looked over all the slashes and bruises. Cole's arms and neck.
