Henry laid in his bed, his comforter draped loosely around him doing little to block out the cold winter breeze. He squeezed his eyes closed, hugged Beary close to his chest and attempted to rock himself to sleep. Maybe, if he was already out cold when the door opened then nothing would happen. Maybe, he would just turn around and go sleep in his own room and leave Henry alone like he was supposed to. He always said that Henry spurred him on but he couldn't do that if he was asleep, right? So, this should work.
With that thought in mind, the thirteen year old laid there in the dark, forcefully counting sheep but try as he might he just couldn't get himself to fall asleep. He began to sob silently into the curly, somewhat ratty fur of his teddy bear while scolding himself for being so pathetic, when the door creaked open and a man walked inside the adolescent's room.
The visitor removed his clothes and then slipped into the bed, under the blankets, and wrapped his muscular, hairy arms around the boy's pale chest. Henry whined and fidgeted a little but made no real attempt to get away, knowing that doing so would only make the man angry. He had been on the receiving end of the man's anger before and it was not pleasant. Henry could feel the man's breath hot on his neck and his chest hair scratching against his back. Most of all he could feel the man's hand inching its way closer to his thigh. It wouldn't be long before the man reached his intended destination and, in return, urge Henry touch him back. The idea made his stomach lurch.
"That was your mom on the phone. She was just checking up on you, making sure you were a good boy and ate all your greens and brushed your teeth. I told her about how tired you were today." He paused to kiss the side of the boy's head and take in the smell of his hair. "She said she would be home tomorrow, so this may be the last of our boy's nights for a while and I have something special planned."
With that he moved his hand down Henry's torso and removed his boxers, running his fingers against the boy. Tears stained Henry's face as he prayed that it would all be over soon.
