WARNING!: This page contains rape. If this bothers or offends you please do not read!
Suffering
Will nearly screamed as pain shot through his body.
He could feel the other boy forcing his penis inside Will's tightness.
There was no prep, there never was.
The whole point of this was for Will to suffer.
Suffer for the pain his parents had caused Warren.
"Shut up!" Warren growled once he was fully sheathed.
Forcing Will's body into the bathroom wall, Warren began a pounding hard rhythm, taking the younger boy brutally.
Will could feel the blood trickle down the back of his thighs from the brutal coupling.
No not coupling, Rape!
That one word described what was happening, what had been happening since that fateful day after save the citizen.
As the pain got even more unbearable, Will let his mind wonder, trying to block out the animalistic grunts and hard painful thrusts.
After save the citizen WIll had known Warren had been mad, hell everyone did.
But he hadn't been expecting the violence in the locker room, hadn't expected for Warren to push him up against the lockers while he was changing and force himself upon the younger boy.
But that's what had happened, what continued to happen since that day.
After that Will had been scared.
He had no idea why he had gotten hard during that first time or anytime since, until he had read that it was a natural bodily reaction.
But no means no!
They didn't call it none consensual for a reason, and even if his body reacted, Will didn't want this.
This blame that should be on his parents shoulders.
This pain that Warren seemed hell bent on forcing on him.
This humiliation he felt every time he had to walk out of the bathroom, locker room, where ever they might be at the time, and face the school with a distinct limp in his step.
This hatred and disgust he felt when he looked at himself in the mirror in the mornings.
This anger he felt at his so called friends for not giving a damn.
Oh they had tried at the beginning to figure out what was wrong with there suddenly emo friend.
But after awhile of having Will shut down on them giving them blank stare whenever they asked what was wrong, they finally had given up and walked away, leaving Will to himself.
Leaving Will in fear, wondering when the next time the pyro was going to grab him and force himself on him.
Will was forced from his thoughts and brought back to what was happening by the painful grip on his hip.
Hands holding so tight Will knew there would be bruises in the morning.
Teeth bit into his shoulder hard, causing him to cry out in pain, the blood flowing from the bite onto his chest and stomach.
The thrusts got harder as Warren reached his end, biting even harder into WIll's shoulder to stifle the cries he emitted.
Will felt the warm spurts inside of him, just before Warren pulled himself out and flung him away, causing him to fall on the floor.
As Warren put himself together and gave Will a disgusted look before walking out Will wondered just how long this suffering would continue.
