A/N- I don't own any of these characters. However, the idea behind this story is one hundred and more percent mine, so back the hell off. I'm quite proud of this one, so if you wanna do anything based off this, you better get my permission. Got it? Good.
Sorry to be so harsh. But, yeah, that's how important this story is to me.
Okay. This is my first story in the Boondocks category. I don't know what's acceptable with this genre but I don't really care. I'll just be straight with you guys. This story involves slash, rape, gay rape, incest, incestic rape, and other colorful themes. You don't think you can handle it, don't read it.
As an extra reminder: the drug featured does NOT exist, if anyone thinks it does. I don't think a drug like this exists, as a matter of fact. But, whatever.
If you like what you read, reviews are welcomed. Thanks.
I dedicate this story to my sister, Kira Kei Jinx. And now, I give you my nympho story. ( And yes, I know nympho actually refers to women. DEAL with it.)
Enjoy. Love, Sai-Chan.
The music was rattling the windows and cars on the streets were bouncing as Riley snuck out the front door as he had for the past few years. He snaked his way along the cars parked every which way and ducked into the giant house across the street. People were crushed together, all talking loudly and drinking bright green liquor. Some of them knew him, others didn't, but they all punched his shoulder and a few gave him red glasses full of the mixture called the Incredible Hulk. Although he'd never been fond of alcohol, he drank it and high fived the people who gave it to him. His head began to swim and he laughed as he was pushed against the wall by a women with a heart tattooed on her left shoulder.
" You a cutie, you know that, Lil Esco?" she breathed out, squishing her breasts into his arm. He beamed and kissed her gently on the lips. Her body heaved as she giggled and flipped his hat up and out of his eyes, " My name's Candi. Come find me when you're a bit older, baby,"
" Aw, c'mon, bitch. I old nuff!" he protested, grabbing her arm as she turned to leave. Candi just flipped her blond hair in his face and jerked out of his grip, casting one last look at him. He glared, fixing his cap, " Damn ho. Doesn't know what she missin',"
With that, Riley marched off in a different direction, anger pulsing through his body. Even though he thought he could've scored with Candi, he knew few of the girls there would even kiss him. He was a mere fifteen and had yet to really establish himself as anything more then Thugnificent's next door neighbor and a bit of a lackey. Although he'd been attending the parties since he was eight and had been hitting the scene hard since age thirteen, he still hadn't gotten any of the action he wanted. His brother often told him it was because he still had a child's face, but he didn't believe that. Besides, he told himself, if that was it, hadn't he proven himself to be an adult worthy of bitches and such by how many drugs and stunts he pulled regularly at said parties? He was sure he had. Yet, the women clung to those posers and talked about all the naughty things they were going to do to them when they got enough diamonds.
To be honest, Riley just didn't know what else he had to do to earn himself a thug rep. But he was starting to get desperate. All he wanted was to be wanted by those whores. What did he have to do?
As he tried to think of a way to prove himself, he noticed the host of the party waving him over. Perking up, Riley jogged over to Thugnificent. Surrounding the rapper were curvy, drunk women all gasping and licking his throat. The other rappers of Lethal Injection were nowhere to be seen, so he was practically getting a private audience with one of his idols. A large smile crossed his face before he forced it away and greeted the man.
" Riley! Nigga, c'mere," he pulled him over by his shirt. The younger boy dropped down next to a woman who hugged him around the neck, " Ya look fucked. Wuzz up?"
" Uh... Uh, y'know, ho's bein' stupid an' whatever, knaamean?" he answered, attempting to shrug it off. The girls breathed in unison and slithered around on the couch. His eyes followed their bodies until Thugnificent pushed his hand into the boy's chest. He held up a vile with a liquid that was almost white inside it. Riley's eyes watched it as it swirled, " Wuzz that, dawg?"
" Dis P-Ice, nigga! Dis the new shit, muthafucker! This fix yer bitches problem! Here ya go," he shoved the vile into the other's hand and smiled as though he was in a daze. Riley turned it over and over in his hand, raising up his head as if waiting for more of an explanation. Thugnificent frowned, " Well, go on, nigga! Wha' chu waitin' fer! Take it!"
" What's it do?"
" Hell if I know, dawg! It's that new! Now take it, bitch!" he uncapped the vile and handed it back.
Riley looked from the liquid to the crowd dancing and laughing to Thugnificent with his nodding grin. Somewhere deep inside, he knew he shouldn't touch this experimental drug. After all, he had no idea what it could do or what the side effects could be. However, as he glanced around, he realized that this was the only way to be accepted by these people. He either acted tough enough to try out a new drug on the market or he would forever be too young for them. He'd never fit in and never be able to live the life he wanted. Thus, he put the icy cold vile to his lips and closed his eyes. There was a moment when he wanted to run, run home to his sleeping Granddad and his reading older brother. There was a moment when he heard Huey's voice yelling that if these people truly cared about him, they wouldn't do this to him. There was a moment when he almost put it down and left and acted maturely. Instead, he took a deep breath and swallowed the entire drug in one gulp.
At first, there was only a rush of heat throughout his body. Then Riley felt hands crawling up his back and his vision tilted, swirled, changed colors. His heart raced, his brain filled up with a screaming sensation and he felt his body moving although he couldn't think of where he was going. He could see his feelings and they were rage, rage, rage, rage. The world was a blur of red and blood and he bathed in it, a sound so unfamiliar echoing from his mouth and burning his throat. Fire from Hell licked at his body, melting his skin off as he tore chunks of it out and roared with anger.
His body heaved, convulsed, and he shuddered as he felt the world set on fire. Bodies liquified around him and he stared in horror as they twisted and fell in globs to the ground. Fear washed over him in wave after wave as his vision went blue, then purple, then black. His breath seared his throat and he felt his back breaking. His fingers tore his shirts off, ripped at the ground, and began to bleed. He never felt the pain as he jerked forward. A pulsing racked his brain and he grabbed at his face as he bellowed like a wounded animal and felt hands gripping his throat. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't think, he couldn't see, he couldn't move. The world was crashing down around him and he couldn't escape. And the pounding made his brain bleed and it dripped down from his mouth as he bashed his skull into the solid air as he tried to run from the shards of sky that were cutting him into pieces. His head was spilt open and sight came back in the form of broken glass. He saw her and he screamed incoherently as he slammed her body into the ground. He had to release the heat, the fire, or the world would splatter him and he would choke and he would choke and he would choke and he needed this and he wanted this and he needed this and he needed this and he needed this body to feed him or else he'd starve and he'd die and he needed this like this now and now and now.
He tore her flesh off, her clothes off, and yanked his pants down. The fire was building. He shoved himself inside her as she shrieked and dug her nails into the ground. His hands found her neck and held her at bay as his hips thrust himself deeper and deeper inside her. He felt heat leaking out of her but he continued. Her face turned colors, her eyes rolling around like crazy. Noise rose up in towers around him as he felt the heat rushing out of him and into her to kill her like the whore she was. He hollered with pleasure and fear as the noise shattered and poured over him like nails. They pierced his skin and he fell to the ground, withering in agony. He coughed and choked and saw a heart on her shoulder as they both died and the world turned white and he breathed his last, unable to think of anything but how wonderful he felt and how he couldn't wait to wake up.
Morning came with a red haze. Huey rolled his eyes as he walked past all the drunks and cars that littered his front yard. He knew his grandfather would be in a fit when he woke up and saw the destruction. That wasn't exactly something he wanted to face alone, so he'd gotten up early to make sure Riley was there to face the music with him. Like usual, however, he'd found his brother's bed empty and figured out pretty quickly that he was over at Thugnificent's, probably high off his ass on drugs. Nevertheless, the teen went over and pushed the door open. People were scattered everywhere and the place reeked of booze and sex. Covering his face with his shirt, he stepped over body after body until he saw a small figure that had to be his brother.
Riley was quivering badly, hands gripping the floor in an attempt to pull himself towards the light of the window. His eyes were staring blankly at the opposing wall, so bloodshot they glowed red. He gasped and tried to speak, making sick choking sounds. When Huey stood over him, his head slowly moved towards the shadow and tears ran down his face as he shivered. Spit and blood ran down his chin and there were bruises all over his skin. His clothes were torn and dirty. Most people would've been highly taken back by the trashed appearance of someone so young. Yet, the appearance was something the older had seen before.
Shaking his head, Huey grabbed Riley by the upper arms and heaved him up onto his feet. The thug stumbled forward, his legs buckling. He weakly grabbed hold of the other's shirt as he gave him desperate eyes that almost made Huey feel bad for him, almost made him not take him to the punishment that surely awaited him. Ridding himself of such emotions, he dragged his brother out of that hole and across the street where he could already hear his grandfather screeching about the mess. If he was already that mad, he was definitely going to let his grandson have it when he saw that he'd disobeyed him once again.
" Lord, Riley. You're heavy," he grunted as he shoved him inside and kicked the door shut. The younger promptly collapsed in front of Granddad, who stared in shock as his grandson withered on the ground, shaking and licking the ground in a possessed sort of way, " I found him across the street. Again,"
" Damn nigga! I raised you better then this! I thought I told you never to go back there! Don't you have ears? You stupid, boy!" he yelled down at Riley, snatching him up by his shirt, " Look at me when I talk to you, boy! You stupid or what, nigga! You can't do nothin' right! I'm gonna belt you black and blue like I should've done a long time ago! Not listen to me, will you?!"
" Granddad, I think he's hung over. I don't think he can hear you," Huey interjected, ripping his trembling brother from the clutches of his guardian, " I'm gonna give him a cold shower, okay?"
" What?! Oh no you don't, boy! I ain't through with that little shit! You bring him back here!" Granddad shouted after them, pulling off his belt. Huey ignored him, pulling Riley over his shoulder and carrying him up the stairs as best he could. He heard the older man storming after them but didn't say anything to stop him. He knew it was of no use to fight with him when he was like this, especially about Riley and drugs. He merely kicked open the bathroom door and accidently slammed his kid brother down into the tub when he went to put him down.
Riley let out a howl like a dying animal. The sound was so perverse that Huey actually drew back, staring as the other gasped for air and groaned inhumanly. Before he could really do anything about it or react even, Granddad burst into the room, filling it with the sound of his cursing and punishments. Huey automatically shut his hearing off to the racket as he turned the cold water on and set a stream of it into his brother's face. Riley choked and struggled like he never had before, his body thrashing about unnaturally. His back contorted itself and he shrieked, his nail digging into the walls so badly blood began to streak the tiles. Granddad's voice cut while Huey rushed to turn the water off.
" Riley? What? You got cuts or something?" the teen questioned, feeling the younger's forehead. Riley shuddered and grasped onto his hand, eyes begging in a way they never had before. His nails cut in, his grip growing tighter as if he were clinging on for dear life. The look in his red, unfocused eyes said that he was and that terrified Huey more then anything else that was going on, " S-seriously, what's wrong! You're starting to scare me! Tell me what's going on!"
" Heeelp mee... it hurts... it's cold... s-so cold," he breathed out, voice twisted and demonic, unlike anything they'd ever heard. Granddad moved backwards until he slammed into the wall, his eyes widened with what could only be described as horror. A thin line of blood dripped out of Riley's mouth as tears began to run down his face in thick rivers. Huey gawked, not understanding and not knowing how to answer to such a plead, " I need it... give it... give it... heeelp me... so c-c-cold," the blood flow made what he said next inaudible. Then he just choked, coughing thick sludge like red into his brother's face.
While Huey let out a scream and Granddad ran to call the hospital, Riley's eyes rolled back in his head and his veins grew thick, popping out all over his body. His body fell to the bottom of the tub, convulsing so violently his bones should of been broken. His howls tore out like death itself and tainted Huey's brain as he covered his ears and watched his baby brother die in front of his very eyes. He saw Riley's blood thicken, he saw that blood pour out of his mouth, he saw his lips turning blue, he saw his eyes staring at nothing as he body shook and broke. He saw only that, even as medics ran in and attempted to save him. All he saw was the look of sheer pain on his brother's face and knew that it would stay with him forever.