walking down the road feeling somber potsie kept thinking about what his father had done and said to him that night calling him a worthless excuse for a son and that he really never wanted him to begin with then came the hitting his mother pleaded him to stop but he didn't listen to her potsie was used to the beatings and hittings it's the words that really stick with him maybe he really was all those things he thought while a single tear fell from his bruised eye,

he finally reached his destination which was his best friend Richie's house he tossed his backpack over his shoulder and climbed up the top window trying his best to be quiet,

Richie than suddenly heard something at his window he rubbed his eyes still half asleep he finally woke as he saw it was potsie at the window

hey, pots what're you doing here so_

richie stopped his sentence after noticing the big bruise around his eye

Oh my God potsie what happened? Asks Richie leading his friend in his room

You know how I told you my dad's always a little rough with me? Well he's more than that he's always rough and it's never little he hits me yells at me calls me names

Richie couldn't believe what he was hearing honestly he always thought something was up with his dad he's never there when he needs him only there when potsie makes a mistake and that's only to state the fact that he made said mistake

Richie than noticed tears welling in potsie's eyes

oh potsie I'm so sorry says, Richie, pulling potsie down in the bed with him

richie wasn't gonna let potsie go back to that house anymore he didn't care if he had to hide him in the closet or make him bunk with fonzie he wasn't going anywhere Richie's dad may have spanked him when he did something wrong but he never ever called him names or made him feel worthless

Potsie you deserve so much better than that says Richie now kissing his face

*sniffs* no I don't I'm a loser I don't deserve anybody says potsie

That's just the intrusive thoughts making you think that pots don't let them get to you says Richie nearing potsie's waist

richie than unbuckled potsie's belt tossing it aside he shoved his pants and boxers down Richie wanted to make potsie happy and to feel something other than fear self-hatred and pain

i'm gonna make you feel so good pots says Richie looking up at potsie filled with lust

he than leaned down and began to suckle potsie's stiffening cock potsie watched as his best friend worked him

He began to feel his face overheat his heart started to race he could feel his orgasm coming soon potsie was never sure if he was homosexual or anything else in that order but he enjoyed it when him and Richie explored that aspect he wasn't sure if it was just their hormones or just sexual exploration whatever it is he was willing to do it,

As Richie worked harder potsie started to grind himself against richie's face working out his orgasm he began to softly moan as he felt himself release all over richie's face which Richie didn't mind cleaning up

Richie than climbed back up to potsie kissing him once more on the lips this time

i'm never gonna let anyone hurt you again says Richie softly brushing his hand over the bruised eye leaving potsie to smile

the end