Pain Is All I Know is basically a modified version of Please Don't Hurt Me. I was originally going to call this story Please Don't Hurt Me (Rewrite), but that didn't seem right to me with all of the differences this story is going to have than the "original," rather it appeared to be its own story.
One of the reasons this story is going to be a thing is that I never got to introduce the characters I wanted to have in the story, and if I did, they never got enough "screen time" or I made them do things they originally weren't planned to. That or there are character connections that I want to change.
Another reason is I just felt like I was rushing some things in the story. And if they weren't rushed, they just didn't make sense (they made dollas… not sorry).
So, here is the newer version of it! I really hope you like it.
S~s~S
It was a beautiful Friday evening in November as the 17-year-old looked out his window, waiting to see the familiar terrorizing midnight steel of his father's van instead of just the mostly-never-used road and the field of corn just behind it. While waiting he checked his mental checklist to make sure he did everything he needed to do.
Did you do your homework?
Yes, I finished all of it.
Did you wash the dishes?
Yes, and I dried them and put them in their respective places.
Did you do the laundry?
Yep, and I made sure to search every room for the random clothing Alvin and Savage leaves everywhere before I washed everything. And I just folded and I put them all away!
Did you sweep the floors? Mop them? Did you vacuum the carpets?
Yes, yes, and yes.
Did you start dinner?
Ye- wait. Oh no! I need to get to work on that before they get here!
Hiccup rushed downstairs in panic as he got to work on making dinner. Hiccup scanned the cupboards, the drawers (Alvin sometimes gets too much food so they end up hiding on themselves until it all expires and Savage just puts things wherever he feels like), the fridge, and the freezer (both inside the house and out in the garage) only to settle on chicken noodle soup with toast. Alvin loves it, anyway.
Hiccup went back inside and looked through the cabinets until he found the necessary soup cans, making him smile in satisfaction. He turned the stove on, got a pot, filled it with water, and set the pot down on the burner. Next, Hiccup searched for the can opener.
Hiccup looked around the whole kitchen until he found in with the spoons. Alvin must have put it there to drive Hiccup more insane. Sometimes, OCD is your best friend, other times it's just a curse. "Gotcha," Hiccup said as he picked up and walked over to the cans. Using the can opener and what little strength he had, Hiccup was able to open the cans and poured the contents into the pot of the now-boiling water.
When that task was completed, Hiccup rushed to the refrigerator to get bread and butter. Once retrieved, he put them on the counter, got out the toaster and it was then a sudden craving hit him.
Not now. If I do it right now, I will never finish on time, and Savage might catch me. And Alvin. And I don't know what either one will do to me!
Savage is a bully to Hiccup. The worst part is, they are also half-brothers. Savage's mother broke up with Alvin because he was cheating on her with Hiccup's mother, who died giving birth to him a month after Alvin's other girlfriend gave birth. Both mothers died giving birth, though, so Alvin took both boys in and raised them. Not that he wanted to, but because he saw them as opportunities. But the thing is, Savage has always been… obsessive about Hiccup and likes to do whatever he wants to the teen.
Alvin is just his abusive father who is a company owner during the day and a terrorist at night.
Shaking the thoughts of his messed up family out of his head, he went back to work. It didn't take him long to finish everything, much to his relief. Quickly, Hiccup set up the bowls and spoons at the table, making sure everything was prepared for Alvin and Savage.
Hiccup doesn't join them at the dinner table unless they want more food, so he is stuck eating the leftovers (usually, there are no leftovers, but when there is, there isn't that much left).
Hiccup served them more and more until they couldn't eat anymore. Alvin told Hiccup that whatever food was left over from dinner was all his.
But there was no food left for Hiccup to eat that night.
X+*+X
Hiccup was alone. Mostly because Alvin took Savage to rob a bank. Hiccup hopes Savage gets caught, between him and Alvin, he is the worst (in Hiccup's opinion, anyway).
Before they left, Alvin gave Hiccup a clear order: clean the mirrors. In all honesty, the house has too many mirrors, at least three in each room.
Hiccup gulped in terror. He hates mirrors with a passion and there is a good reason for it, too.
It is how he sees them. The "shadows" of people who have been slaughtered here or followed them to their new home. And he just hates his reflection.
Hiccup worked quickly on each mirror, making sure to not look into it at all but to just focus on the spray bottle and sponge.
And just to be sure they were clean, he washed them all again. And boy did those mirrors needed to be cleaned. He didn't want to see them again, but he had no choice.
When he was finished, he rushed to the stove, turned it on, rolled up his sleeves, and put his arms down on the hot burner.
Twin sets of red-hot pain traveled up and down Hiccup's arms as he sighed in pleasure. He was so lost in the pleasure of pain he didn't hear Alvin yelling for him until the man was right behind the doomed youth.
Hiccup squeaked in fear as he jumped away from the burner.
"W-w-what a-are you d-doing here t-t-this early?" Hiccup stuttered, the fear not only making his voice shaky but his body, too.
Alvin leaned over Hiccup menacingly. "Go to bed or else," Alvin threatened. Hiccup scurried away making Alvin feel very good about himself- and a little hard. He loves to see that petrified look on Hiccup's face as he ruthlessly pounds into the youth. He just hopes Savage doesn't do the same thing first, Hiccup is no fun otherwise.
Hiccup hurried into his room that he shares with Savage- well when the sicko is with him and Alvin for the weekend. He was hoping the pervert wasn't in the room but his hope was brutally murdered in front of his face when he saw Savage undressed and sitting on Hiccup's bed as if waiting for him, and knowing the lunatic, he most definitely was.
"Don't just stand there all dressed up like you're getting ready for a date, come over here and show me your goodies!" Savage said, a manic glint shining brightly as fire in his eyes.
Hiccup slowly peeled off his shirt as he strode over to Savage, tears falling down his face. A date? Why would I go on a date? Who would even want me?
"Don't cry, Baby, Daddy will take extra care of you," Savage said as he practically tore Hiccup's clothes off.
Savage's eyes roamed Hiccup's body until they locked onto Hiccup's 3 ½ inch penis. Savage doesn't know why, but Alvin likes Hiccup's penis small so he used to inject this potion into the youth that Excellionor-Alvin's mother who claims to be a witch- has made just for her son to use on her youngest grandchild.
Alvin stopped injecting that horrid liquid into Hiccup's system when he decided he should really stop or else the poor youth would probably be dead seeing as how the potion can kill you if too much of it is used due to some of the ingredients.
Hiccup stood just stood there before Savage knowing it to be useless unless he really wants to gain new bruises.
"Hey, what's on your arms? And where did you get them?" Savage asked, rage entering his system and making his face turn his face red. If anyone hurt my little toy, THEY ARE DEAD! It doesn't matter who did this… THEY! ARE! DEAD!
"I-it's none of your business!" Hiccup snapped. He was done being Savage's toy, he was done being forced to do things he has never wanted to do in his life!
Savage's face grew an even brighter red at hearing Hiccup's words. He forced Hiccup on the bed and was going to strangle the youth but the bedroom door was suddenly burst open.
The two males looked at the doorway one in horror, the other in anger as Alvin marched over to the two boys, shoving Savage towards his bed while he tied Hiccup to his own. Hiccup struggled against his bonds as he heard his brother's bed creaking in a way that obviously meant Alvin was fucking Savage.
The two's pleasure-filled groans where all Hiccup could hear as he struggled even harder, tears streaming down his face. A few minutes later, the creaking stopped and Hiccup felt a presence hover over him.
Hiccup shrieked as he felt something touch his exposed anus.
"NO! NO! PLEASE DON'T, I'M BEGGING YOU!" Hiccup pleaded, but Alvin continued touching the unfortunate youth.
Alvin chuckled darkly as he pushed his middle finger into the youth; causing Hiccup to squeal and squirm, much to the entertainment of the terrorist.
Alvin ripped his finger out of the boy before he situated himself between the boy's legs and forcefully entered the youth.
Hiccup did nothing beneficial to himself as Alvin thrust deep inside the youth and making the youth say things he would never willingly say.
"Say it, 'Iccup, say 'ow much you love this," Alvin growled, groaning in pleasure at Hiccup's beautiful face full of terror.
"I-I-I l-love how w-w-well we fit-it togeth-together!" Hiccup stuttered, sobbing at he said. He was certainly not happy with everything that was going on right now. He wished someone or something would save him and protect him from these people who claim to be his family.
Savage watched the whole thing, imagining him on top of Hiccup instead of Alvin. Just the thought of it was making precum leak from slit down his long length. He began humping the air, thinking of Hiccup sheathing his dick in his mouth, sucking on it, licking it, making him feel really good.
He could see it already: Hiccup kneeling before him, wearing a short dark gray skirt and a light gray spaghetti-string tank-top, cum dripping from the corners of his mouth which were curved into a smile.
Savage hasn't seen Hiccup smile in years. He has only seen his half-brother smile once, and that was when they first met. But that was fifteen years ago, now the two were eighteen years of age. But that fact only made Savage's fantasy much sicker.
"Savage, please, fill me up with your big, juicy cock. Pleeeaase, Savage, I'm begging you! I can't stand to use my fingers or your favorite pen as a replacement of you!" Hiccup whined, determined to have Savage top him and use him for whatever he needs.
"I don't know, Hiccup. It's kind of risky. What happens if Alvin finds out?" Savage asked, uncertain. But he only faked his uncertainty, just like he always does to get Hiccup to do and say things to make Savage feel better.
"So what if he finds us, he's seen us do this plenty of times before, he's just going to watch and enjoy every moment of you pounding into my sexy, needy body. Please, Savage, don't let me down." Hiccup made a pouting face, but no matter what the boy does he turns the burly boy on. He felt his cock twitch. Hiccup must have noticed too because he engulfed it into his mouth, making sexy slurping sounds and looking Savage right in the eye as he sucked.
Savage groaned and bucked his hips into Hiccup's mouth. There was a squeal of delight coming from below Savage and he looked down to check it out he saw Hiccup bent over a desk; the younger male's smooth, pale ass enveloping the older male's thick, hard dick.
Savage rammed his hips into Hiccup again, the motion making Hiccup squeal in delight.
"Oh, please, Savage, HARDER!" Hiccup whined. And Savage complied.
"FASTER!" Hiccup shrieked. And Savage, once again, complied.
"More, more, please, I need more, or else I think I'll die!" Hiccup shrieked as he felt something touch his "pleasure spot". The youth could not take any more.
"Sa-Sav-Savage, I-I nee-eed to cum!" Hiccup cried.
"I'm almost there!" Savage answered back.
Savage could feel it, his load building up and-
A scream took him out of his thoughts. But not just any scream, Hiccup's scream.
"NOOOOOOO!" And just like that, Hiccup was out like a light.
Alvin continued to pump himself into the child until he was sure he got every last drop. When he was sure he was drained, he reached over to Hiccup's bedside table and grabbed the buttplug that Alvin always leaves there for occasions such as this and shoved it up the boy's abused butthole, sealing the sperm inside Hiccup's innocent body. After that, he freed Hiccup from his manacles and walked over to Savage to do the same thing.
Alvin left both boys in their beds while also wishing Savage, that moron, would stay in his bed and leave poor little Hiccup alone in his own mess.
Alvin began thinking about the mess the boy had made on himself when the two came. Oh, how sensitive the boy's body is! But it is not sensitive enough. His sensitivity won't improve if Savage thinks he can keep having his way with the young male. That kid is just going to shut everyone out when people just want to have fun. But even if the boy wasn't sensitive enough, he would already make a homeless man a billionaire if he sold the boy into sex slavery just by how pretty he is. With eyes the color of emeralds and messy, but still beautiful, auburn hair… well, unless Hiccup killed himself, no one is going to stop trying to use him. Actually, even if the kid killed himself, people are still going to find ways to make money off him.
However, Savage doesn't seem to understand what Alvin really plans to do with Hiccup. The muttonhead doesn't even know what is in store for him either.
Oh, well, Alvin thought. He would try to escape if he knew, anyway.
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I hope you guys enjoy this story! There is far more coming in the future. Let me know in the reviews what you guys would like to see in future chapters, I'm all ears.
See you guys later!:)
