Since Bryce was just a baby he has been told how great he is at everything and been taught by everyone around him that because he is so amazing he can do whatever he wants to whomever he wants.
Alex, on the other hand, has never really been complimented on anything. His father has always been very critical with him, making him go into his shell. Whenever that happens, Alex heads to a park a few blocks from his house that is secluded in the middle of trees.
One night Alex' father tears into him about bleaching his hair. He smacks him around on the head a few times and shouts in his face before sending him to his room. Alex sneaks out his window and heads straight to his usual park and into the little castle, taking a seat on the top of the slide.
At the same time Bryce is at his own party where he sits bored with a bunch of drunk people. He decides to take a walk down the street when he see's someone familiar walking into the park. Bryce follows the person and enters the park to see Alex Sandoval sitting on top fo the slide.
"What are you doing here loser?" Bryce walks to the bottom of the slide.
"Wow, how original." Alex just looks down at Bryce in his lettermen's jacket. "Just like that jacket."
"Oh don't you think your clever."
"No, but compared to you I feel like a genius."
"What did you just say?"
"Wow, I guess I gave you too much credit."
"Say that to my face faggot." Bryce kicks the slide.
"I'm the faggot? You're the one that wants me to come to your face."
Bryce reaches up the slide, grabbing Alex' leg and pulling him down the slide. Alex kicks Bryce in the chest but Bryce only holds onto Alex tighter. Bryce pulls Alex down the slide. Bryce kicks Alex in the chest with his knee as he reaches the bottom of the slide. Alex begins coughing and wheezing.
"What? No smart remark now?" Bryce grabs Alex by the shirt and pulls him to his feet.
Bryce looks around, noticing a few places he can be seen. Gripping Alex tighter, Bryce pulls Alex with him to behind the playground to a large tree. Bryce pushes Alex onto the tree and then punches him in the gut. Alex bends over coughing, a little bit of blood coming out of the corner of his mouth.
"Come on! Say something!" He punches Alex in the stomach again.
Alex manages to straighten his back and look Bryce in the eyes. He spits a bit of blood all over Bryce's letterman's jacket.
"What the fuck!" Bryce shouts before punching Alex in the face.
Alex falls down onto the ground, blood now gushing out of his mouth. Bryce runs a hand through his hair and takes his jacket off, placing it on a tree branch.
"Get up!" Bryce shouts at Alex, but he stays on the ground. "Get up!" Alex still doesn't move. "Fine. You don't listen, you get a punishment!"
Bryce grabs Alex and drags him up the tree until he's standing up. Alex is barely breathing and can barely lean against the tree. In such a rage, Bryce rips the button and zipper of Alex' pants, pulling his pants down. Bryce then pulls down his own pants, his penis hard and popping out.
"No." Alex manages to whisper before Bryce grabs Alex' head, turning his body around, and smacking his head against the tree.
"Yes!" Bryce, holding Alex head to the tree, moves forward and shoves his penis into Alex.
Alex begins trying to speak and Bryce just punches Alex in the side. Alex spits out more blood. Bryce wraps one arm around Alex, rubbing it against his chest. He pulls Alex' few chest hairs. Bryce leans closer as he continues moving back and forth. He goes up to he back of Alex' head and sniffs his hair.
"Damn you're a dirty whore!" Bryce laughs and punches him on the other side.
This continues for almost ten minutes, Bryce punching Alex every time he tried to make noise. Bryce begins to cum and slaps Alex' butt as he does so. Once done he takes his penis out of Alex and turns him back around. Bryce wipes the cum on his penis on Alex' shirt. Continuing to hold Alex up against the tree, Bryce uses on of his hands to punch Alex a couple more times before letting go of him. Alex quickly falls to the ground. He spits out blood onto Bryce's shoes.
"You fucker!" Bryce kicks Alex right in the chest and begins wiping the blood onto Alex' shirt.
Bryce pulls his pants up and runs a hand through his hair one last time before leaning down to Alex.
"Now you know not to mess with me. Now when the police come, tell them it was a random mugger." Alex says nothing. "Got it?" Bryce gets closer to Alex and gives him a kiss on the forehead. "Now behave like a good faggot."
PROLOGUE: Bryce called the police and got Alex to the hospital. After almost a month he was alive and completely healthy. Alex never told the police the truth, going along with Bryce's story. Bryce, to this day, continues his normal routine, never getting in trouble…ever.