IT'S OK IF IT'S YOU

PROLOGUE

"P', please, stop!" cried a young boy, from the grip of an older man whose eyes showed neither mercy nor gentleness as he proceeds to rip the boy's shirt and pulling it off the boy's shoulder, ending it down to the boy's wrist, tying the wrist together with the shirt tightly. The boy whimpered and sobbed as fear and panic gathering in his young heart.

"Why? This is what you wanted all along isn't it, slut?" hissed the other guy vehemently, obvious hate in his voice, making the boy gasped and whimpered and the look of disappointment and betrayal in his young face. Tears of regret and lament flowed down his soft porcelain white cheeks. If one could hear the slowly cracking of his young heart, one will only deduct that soon the cracks will collapse in total.

The boy was flipped onto the table face down as the young guy bit into his shoulder and a scream burst from the boy's throat. He tried to tug and twist still fighting to free himself but the guy continued to bite all over his back, his neck and shoulders leaving bruises and marks along the way as he ripped off his own shirt.

"Your bit.h of a mother become my father's slut, now it's only fair don't you think that you will take your place as my slut..." he smirked lasciviously as his hand began to snake to the front of the boy and groping at the boy's crotch. The boy whimpered and wriggled away from the touch but the guy's body was pressing him down on the table immobilizing him. The boy screamed again as the young man's hand roughly grabbing and pulling at the boy's young little self.

"Do you like that, little slut?" leered the young man at the boy's ear. The boy sobbed and shuddered biting his lower lips trying hard to endure the pain inflicted on him, he knew then that this man will never stop.

The young guy seems to be satisfied with the fear and screams that the boy makes at his cruel ministration. It drove him wilder and he flipped the boy onto the table to face him and saw the tears that flooded the boy's fearful eyes. He almost felt a tiny shot of compunction but it was gone before it was ever there at all and roughly he pressed the boy's soft cheeks around his jaws with his fingers to make him open his mouth and ravished the boy's soft plump pink lips, digging and plundering his tongue into every corner and inch of the luscious youthful mouth.

The panic whimpering of the boy did not deter him instead aroused him even more so as he fumbled at the boy's shorts, growling frustrated as the zipper to the boy's short seems to get stuck. He tugged hard and heard a tear as the zipper gave away. The boy began to writhe violently as he realized what had just happened. He tried to kick and scream for help as his mouth was free from the guy's grip but the guy just chuckled mirthlessly at his attempt to escape.

"No... P', please no... !!!" The boy pleaded as he screamed again as the guy latched onto, first one then to another of his pink young chest buds. The boy jerked and squirmed and felt his heart bled as he came to realize that hope of rescue was gone. His tears flooded anew and he stopped fighting altogether, lying finally limp and defeated. He just wanted to die.

Maybe then this monster will finally let him go free.

Maybe then he will finally be able to forgive himself for trying to love this beast or to try making him his family.

Maybe even then his heart will finally stop breaking into a million pieces as deep down he had sincerely hope that this man will except him.

And maybe just a little bit this man will .... hate him less.

Just as when all hope was almost gone, the boy heard a sound that gave his heart an instant rejuvenation to life.

"Oon....!!!!"

The boy screamed and screamed to be saved and soon felt the weight on his body lifted as he slid off the table and passed out....

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