Kendall found himself stuck again alone in his bedroom with his abusive father. Mr. Knight smirked, trailing his finger over his son's face as softly as possible making the boy cringe in both disgust and fright from his dad's suspicious and unwanted gesture.

As if he was reading Kendall's mind, Mr. Knight pulled his hand back and slapped oh so harshly on his cheek leaving his red hand print burning the soft pale skin.

"Stupid homo, you're worthless piece of shit. Keep that in mind you fucking queer….No son of mine is gonna be gay." Hissed Mr. Knight words dripping in venom as he continued…"You know what? I'm going to get the gayness out of you one way or another." Mr. Knight's eyes darkened with anger as he spat leaving Kendall shaking with fear "You fucking disgust me Kendall…..Now fucking strip."

Kendall was shivering by both fear and the cold winter breeze coming from the slightly opened window…"D-Dad….D-D-Don't" Whimpered the poor boy unable to control the tears.

Mr. Knight unable to control his anger landed another slap to his other cheek as he growled "I said strip you fucking bitch, do it before I lose my temper." Kendall was frozen in fear when his father started to take his clothes off and then he took Kendall's as well and then he pushed him harshly onto the bed.

Tears clouding his vision Kendall didn't see the wicked smiled on his father's face, and mostly he was crying so hard that he wasn't able to believe that he was about to be r-r-ra….no it's too painful he couldn't even say it.

Without bothering to use lotion or to even prepare Kendall, Mr. Knight slammed into him causing him to cry out in pain. This sickeningly charged the man up more, as he continued to thrust into his son, feeding off of his pained screams.

"Shut up and take it like the man you're not." Mr. Knight growled into his ear slamming his erect cock into Kendall hard, Kendall gasped throwing his head back as he screamed out in pure pain and agony."Fucking hell Kendall, you're so fucking tight even more than your pathetic excuse of a mother." He hissed as he thrust in and out again and again.

Kendall whimpered at the pain, gasping every time his dad thrust in, he could feel the blood on his thighs. Kendall tried to fight him by struggling and pleading him to stop but sadly his trials were all in vain. His bastard of a father was enjoying this way too much because he kept moaning and crying out in pleasure "Kendall it feels so fucking good."

The sounds of the thunder and the flashes of lightening were covering his sobs and screams as his kept yelling"Dad please stop."

"Shut up." Mr. Knight growled as he punched him in the face. More tears escaped from Kendall's lifeless dull eyes.

Rolling off of the bed after reaching his climax, stood up, put on his clothes and turned to look at the shaking form that remained. Kendall was curled up, sobbing and laying in a pool of blood and semen.

Satisfied that he managed to break his son, he left a kiss upon his forehead "That felt good Kendall, sweet dreams my boy" Said in an almost sweet tone as he left the room.

"I don't see how I ended up being gay with a homophobic father who just stole my innocence just to teach me a fucking lesson." Kendall though not understanding how life could be so cruel before the darkness welcomed him with open arms.

As of this night, an innocent blonde boy was assaulted and raped by none other than his own father.

As of this night, Kendall has seen pure evil as the rain poured, and he cried.

Mr. Knight was no longer Kendall's role model, he was now the main star of his nightmares.

He was now dirty, corrupted and a kept flooding his mind but the important one must've been: Is being gay really this wrong?

AN: I can't believe I wrote this….but nevertheless did you like it…you know regardless of the rape :p