Gosh I am a horrible person! (gasp) raping all the sexy BTR boys? How dare I! WELL SUCK IT UP! I'm raping every single one of them!
Well I wish I could...but unfortunately the made up people in this story will get to (fuck!)
Enjoy!
CHAPTER ONE
MEMORY ONE-JAMES
-Minnesota, November 23 2001-
An eight year old, by the name of James, sits alone in front of his TV. School was just let out not less then an hour ago and, after homework, his parents were home yet. James was a happy, spirited child, who was also, the tallest and handsomest boy in his grade. With shoulder-length copper hair and hazel eyes, he could be an angel for anyone knew.
Now James had many friends, but his main friend was a teenager who lived down the street, by the name of Jake. He was a tall boy,5"6 with short black hair and piercing grey eyes. Being fourteen of course he was pretty vulgar and could be rude, but seemed nice and polite enough around adults. James and Jake spent A LOT of time together.
And for the first time he was asking if Jake could spend the night. James watched as Spongebob danced around on TV and when the door opened, the cartoon was forgotten. He was up and running to the door where his parents entered with grocery bags in hand.
"Dad! Dad!" he jumped up and down as his parents trudged in, snow and wind blowing behind them. James shivered and helped shut the door before following his parents into the kitchen.
"dad!" he watched his dad unravel his scarf from his face and look at his son.
"yes Jamie?"
"ok I was wondering..." suddenly James stopped. He always became shy when it came to asking things from his parents. Even for a glass of milk! James was not greedy and only took when needed. Besides allowance ,he never really needed anything though. His parents understood his shyness though and dealt with it. His father smiled and picked him up as his mom took off her jacket.
"what is it Jamie? You know you can ask me for something if you want it."
James bit his lip,a horrible habit he dealt with that made his lips chapped.
"I was...wondering if I could have a sleepover."
His mom turned around and smiled. A sleepover? How fun!
"well of course, Jamie! But what friend would you want to spend the night with?"
This is where James bit his lip and blushed. Well a fourteen year old spending the night may have sounded fun to HIM, but what about his parents?
"is it okay if J-Jake can spend the night?" his parents stopped smiling and looked at each other. His dad slowly put him down and ran his fingers through his hair.
"I-I don't know about that Jamie."
James bounced up and down.
"pleeeaaassseeee? Please, please, please?" he would beg on his knees if they wanted! His parents sighed and looked at each other. His mom sighed.
"well, what would it hurt? I guess you can invite Jake to spend the night."
James jumped and pumped a fist in the air.
"yes!"
(midnight)
After a plate of pizza, several movies and hours of video games,James and Jake ended up laying in James queen bed, which he'd gotten since he rolled out of bed a few nights a week,and both were whispering to each other.
If only James could see the horrible smirk on Jakes face.
"so do you like any girls?"
James shook his head, visible in the darkness.
"nah girls are gross. What about you?" he turned to look at Jake in the dark.
"same here."
James giggled.
"okay my turn! Umm what's your favorite video game?"
Jake snickered a bit to himself. This was too easy.
"Halo Reach."
James giggled and yawned a second later. Wow was he tired! He rolled over on his side and looked at Jake.
"Jake I'm sleepy."
"yeah me too."
"can we go to bed?"
"sure. But I was hoping we could do something big boys do before we go to sleep."
James sat up, sleep disappearing from his mind. Big boy stuff?
"okay sure what is it?"
Jake sat up slowly and smiled to himself in the darkness.
"I'll tell you, but you gotta stay quiet okay?"
"okay!" James whispered. Jake leaned close to James,close enough to smell his scent. How delightful.
"first take off your clothes."
Take of his...clothes? James bit his lip. Why would he take off his clothes?
"w-why?"
"it's a big boy thing."
James thought it over and sighed. How he longed to do big boy things like Jake! Reaching under his covers he gently ripped his pajamas off and threw them to the ground.
"underwear too." he could feel Jake moving to get his clothes off to. If Jake was doing maybe he should too! He moved until his socks and underwear were off,tossing them to the ground with the rest of his clothes.
"okay I'm ready! What's next!" he whispered. Jake leaned close enough for James to see him.
"this." he whispered. He leaned close and suddenly James had a feeling of awkwardness. A feeling of...danger? Jake gently kissed James, pressing their lips together tightly,his hands reaching under the blanket to run them up and down across James's delicate body. James tensed and stood still. Why...why was Jake KISSING him? He pulled away quickly.
"J-Jake!"
Jake was quicker in thinking though and thrust a hand over his mouth.
"shhhhh! It's a big boy thing remember!" he half whispered-half yelled at him. James could feel his chest become tight, something that happened when he was scared. He slowly nodded and when Jake let go of his mouth he felt two large hands pushing him down onto his bed. Jake climbed over him, wrapping two large arms around James and hurrying his head in James's head, something James absolutely despised!
"oohhhh your so beautiful..." he whispered. James felt tears prick at his eyes. God how scared he was! And also considering the fact Jake was nearly crushing him! James began to whimper when suddenly something large, warm, and hard rubbed his leg.
What was that?
"J-jake...hurting me...please.." Jake lifted himself up and off James, to lift his torso up and kiss him before pushing him back down.
"You're so cute Jamie." James shivered in disgust at the nickname. How dare he use it! And suddenly Jakes hand were traveling down his body, teasing James in places he shivered at and to touching James...there. James cried as Jakes hand moved up and down, making movements that terrified James to no end. And suddenly, a slight blush crept it's way up to James's cheeks as his whole body shook and blood rushed through his body. He hurt uncomfortably down there and James felt disgusted. He felt gross, like he should take a bath.
"you like that? Yeah you do." Jake grunted lowly. James began to cry silently. Why did it hurt so much?
Suddenly his hips were lifted up and jakes hand disappeared. His hands squeezed his hips horribly,enough to make James give a loud sob and cover his mouth. A large smack came to his bottom and he cried out into his hands.
"I said shush! This is what big boys do!" he whispered. And then,James felt something down there,further down. It hurt horribly and suddenly a large pain shot up through him as...as what? What was Jake doing? He didn't know,and couldnt understand. All he felt was pain,and the tears that went with it. He began to sob uncontrollably and cry into his hands. The room was filled with horrible sounds of Jakes low grunts and flesh slapping sounds.
"fuck...fuck yeah,oh yeah fuck...feels so good..." Jake gripped James's hips harder and James sobbed. His chest tightened and the tears leaked harder now. He couldn't help but let go with one hand to trip the sheet beneath him. Oh gosh the pain...
"oh James you...so gorgeous...and tight! Oh so warm and tight!" Jake cried out lowly. James began sobbing worse and gripped the sheet harder. what was happening?
"o-oohhh ahhh...Jamie I'm-i'm gonna c-c-" with a low grunt,the worse pain of all happened and James felt Jakes body shudder against his and something...something warm filled him. Something warm and...disgusting. Something that didn't belong. Jake fell beside James and smiled. James felt something pouring from his body,the extreme heat making him realize he was bleeding. He let go of his mouth and sniffed.
He had a sudden paranoid feeling. He didn't want anybody to touch him and all he did was want to take a bath. Two large arms wrapped around him and yanked him across the bed to a warm chest,where kisses were peppered across his head.
"such a beautiful thing you are...so beautiful...and you're mine...ALL MINE." Jake whispered into James's ear.
James rolled away from Jake,threw up over the side of his bed and then laid down,his eyes shutting as he fainted.
...
James woke up the next morning,to find him dressed and the vomit gone. Jake was gone to. Had it been nothing but a nightmare?
As soon as he sat up,the realization hit him. The pain flared through him,making him cry a little and hold his back. Yes. Yes it had been real. After nearly an hour of walking around to get rid of the pain and evidence of tears,he left his room with a slight limp and downstairs,where he found Jake sitting at the table and his mom there to.
"ah good morning James! Was wondering when you'd get up sleepy head!" she chuckled. James smiled and slowly walked to the table,his mom frowning at his walk and limp.
"honey are you okay?" her look gave James a feeling of dread. Did she know? No she couldn't! She musnt. She would hate him. Why though? He didn't know. He nodded and smiled.
"y-yea just sleepy is all." he faked a yawn and smiled his mom. his mom eyed him and then shook her head.
"I-I guess so. Hope you're not getting sick kiddo." she tousled his hair and laughed,ready to see her son desperately fix his hair only to see him flinch and pull away. It confused her to no end afterwards but she thought nothin of it later.
...
Three Weeks went by. James had never been worse though. He was quiet after that,barely talking to anybody. He couldn't focus in class because he felt like everyone was staring at him,knowing what happened. He often begged to stay home,claiming he was sick.
He barely ate,stuffing two bites down to satisfy his parents so he could run to his room and cry silently. He sat in the bath,scrubbing himself over and over until the water went cold and never feeling clean afterward. People couldn't hug him without terrifying him to death,making him flinch. He barely responded to questions. It was like he ran out of emotions. Then fame the nightmares. The scene happened over and over,every night,forcing James to stuff his face in a pillow so his sobs and screams weren't heard when he woke.
He had to hide his sheets,the huge blood stain and white odd stain on his sheets horrifying him to no end. They were now hidden under his dresser. He often was alone and when he was he laid around silently,not thinking or speaking. just laying there.
His parents were frightened to no end and James was often called to the guidance counselors office,where he was questioned but just sat there staring at his feet. His parents met with the principal,where they discussed James and wondered why his grades were dropping. Late at night James could hear them discussing him and maybe seeing a "psychiatrist". James feared for himself.
It was the Friday of the third week,James laying on the couch waiting for mom and dad to come home when his doorbell rang. He slowly rose from his 45 minute space on the couch and trudged to the door slowly. When he opened it he froze and practically everything hit him.
Jake stood in front of him. Smiling like nothing happened.
"hey Jamie."
James stood still before attempting to slam the door,which was blocked by Jakes foot. He shoved the door open and walked in,looking at James who had fallen on the ground. His grey eyes smirked and next thing James knew the door was shut and locked and Jake was squatting next to him.
"you can't stop me from loving you Jamie."
"y-yes I c-can." he whispered as Jake lifted his chin with a finger. His grey eyes pierced through James head,the fury in them shaking James to the bone.
"nobody will ever have you. You're MINE." and then James was grabbed,yanked upwards an dragged to the couch. His clothes and James clothes were torn from their bodies by Jake and discarded on the floor. James remembered the pain and fought. He fought hard but it wasn't enough. Jake was stronger and ended up binding his wrists together with tape he found quickly in the coffee tables drawer. He put some over James's mouth to and picked him up as he laid down on the couch. He brought their faces together,hazel eyes filled with fear meeting grey ones filled with fury. He ran his fingers through James's hair and growled.
"my precious. You are mine and mine alone. But obviously you need to be punished for not understanding." James began to struggle as Jakes hold on his hips tightened and he lifted James to his knees,hovering his body over Jakes large organ. James cried out as Jake lowered him down roughly and fast onto it,the pain searing and heat flooding suddenly down there. James was being forced to bounce up and down on Jakes body,blood leaving his body quickly because of it. He became light headed and dizzy,water leaving his body through warm fast tears and blood leaving his body through jakes rough physical touching. Jake grunted low in his throat and held James hard enough to make him cry and scream through the tape.
"fuck so beautiful,riding me like a little whore. You're my little slut. Mine. Ugh so tight and warm." the worse that spilled from Jakes mouth disturbed James. He didnt know what they meant.
But from the whole impact of it all,James hung his head. He lost. He lost it all. Jake grunted and sighed happily before he began thrusting upwards. Jake won. Jake had always won. James threw his head back and screamed through the duct tape. Why him?
They were so caught up in what they were doing the sound of a car pulling up and people coming to the door didn't disturb them. The juggling of the doorknob and rattle of keys didn't either. It wasn't until the door opened and a loud gasp stopped Jake. He turned his head quickly to see James's parents. He gasped and grabbed the afghan on the couch to throw it over him and James,who he grabbed and pulled close to his body.
James's dad took one look from Jake to James,to the tape that bound his son. His eyes narrowed and he growled.
"you nasty son of a-" he was across the room in a flash. Jake slid from James,threw him down and jumped of the couch in that time,but repairs his efforts,James's dad grabbed him and threw him against the wall. He hit the wall and slid to the floor,passed out. He grabbed the afghan and threw it over him,before turning back to see his son in his wife's arms,sobbing hard when he was free of the tape. She held him close and sobbed hard to,looking up at her husband. Staring at James,he couldn't believe how he missed it all. How he misunderstood it. He thought it was because maybe he wasn't spending time with him enough. But this- this had never come to mind.
He crossed the room and slid to his knees to pull his son close and,for the first time in years,he cried. He cried hard as he held his son close. A beautiful thing his son was,and he was proud to be the father of him but...but how could something like this happen?
...
Jake was sent to a Juvenile facility,where he would stay until he was 18 then moved into the actual prison. The police talked with James,who finally cried it out and told everything. The sheets James had hidden were found and taken as evidence. James had to have surgery on his back and hips because of small fractures in his hips and spinal cord from Jake being to rough and holding him to tight. He was also sewn up from multiple rips.
He was sent to a therapist afterwards for many years. It didn't help. As he grew,James never changed. He was still paranoid and the only people he would speak with or even hug were his parents or therapist. James regretted everything and wished there was a way away from it all. People murmured about him for a few years after that. He heard them whisper and could see them staring. He learned to deal with it.
Until the night it all crashed down him. Tormented and his mind screwed up from the rape,James ended up being a homosexual. His parents didn't mind,and accepted him with love and support. Others didnt. He was prank called one night and was yelled,"Fag!" and "you're gonna burn in hell!" at.
James sobbed for hours afterwards. He needed an escape. He stood from his bed and walked to the bathroom, where he found his razors. He pulled the blades out and dragged them across his wrists a few times, watching the dark blood ooze out. Suddenly he was light headed and he feel slowly to the ground. The darkness around him began to overwhelm his vision and he smiled. The escape he needed was here. He slowly shut his eyes and waited. He heard several screams and his name being called before the blackness overwhelmed him.
R&R IT'S JUST THE BEGINNING!
