Andre was terrible, to say the least. The love-struck man spent the day talking to Bruno about all he had done in the last 10 years as if they were catching up. When the evening came and it was time for bed, the prophet couldn't get any sleep. He wasn't a fan of human contact and it was difficult to get comfortable with a stranger spooning him. He missed his rats.
When his captor had fallen asleep, Bruno took the opportunity to slip from the man's grasp and look for an escape. He tried the front door, but it was locked and needed a key. He tried the windows but each one was nailed shut. He tried not to panic just yet. His family would have noticed he was gone by now and Dolores would have an ear out for him.
Bruno stood by a window and looked back to the bedroom; it was silent with no movement. He hoped he would be loud enough for her to hear but not loud enough to wake up the deluded man in the other room. "Dolores," He spoke in a whisper putting his face close to the glass. "I have been kidnapped by someone named Andre, he lives alone, and I can see the woods so I think his house is on the edge of town. Please send someone to come get me, I can't get out." Not sure if a whisper was enough he risked raising his voice to a normal speaking level. He repeated what he said, but it felt odd at that moment, his own voice was all he could hear. It was silent, he could hear no noise from outside, not a cricket nor the wind.
"Have you figured it out?" A voice boomed causing him to squeak in surprise, spin around, and fall on the floor.
He shakily lifted himself from the floor facing the dark silhouette in front of him. "What do you mean?"
"There's no sound," Bruno remained silent unsure of what he meant. "No sound of insects, no sound of wildlife, absolutely nothing but the sounds we make." Andre very slowly began to step toward his prey. "Everyone knows the gifts of your family. I built this house with that knowledge in mind. You could scream as loud as you possibly could, but it won't make a difference. She won't hear you."
With this new information Bruno immediately turned toward the window and began to pound on it with his fists. "Dolores! Someone! Help!" He screamed desperately. Dolores, or anyone, should hear something right? Possibly hear the movement of the window?
Andre pulled him from the window and held his arms at his sides in a hug. "If I stay quiet enough, I can hear the sound of your heart beating," he whispered, letting his warm breath cascade over Bruno's ear. "The closer I am to you, the faster it beats. I excite you, and you excite me too."
"Let go of me!" The smaller man kicked and squirmed to no avail. Andre brought him back to the bed and let him go there. "Why are you doing this?"
"Because I love you!" The large man confessed. "I fell for you the moment I saw you, the day you showed me my future then disappeared. We could have been together for the last ten years, but your family drove you into hiding. I could have given you a happy life but they made you live in the walls with rats!" The rat man would have protested were he not so horribly terrified of the unhinged man in front of him.
"I am saving you from those people. They are not your family, they treat you like an outcast. Even now when you have finally returned, they leave you at their house alone. But I will keep you with me forever and you will never be alone. I will be your family. I can make you happier than they can."
"I love my family-" Bruno tried to counter but was interrupted.
"You think you love your family. They manipulated and brainwashed you to believe that. But from an outsiders perspective, trust me, I know better." Andre didn't leave any more room for arguing. "I'm going to show you right now what its like to be worshiped and don't need them. You'll learn that all you need is me."
The larger man grabbed Bruno by his pant legs and began pulling at them. "What are you doing? Stop!" Bruno shouted trying to kick him off but managed to make it easier for his pants to be removed with his underwear coming with them. He pulled his bare legs away and scrambled for the other side of the bed to get away. Andre grabbed his ankle and pulled him back. Then grabbed his ruana and tried to pull it off viciously while Bruno tried to get away.
With the force of the ruana being pulled one way and Bruno pulling the opposite way he managed to tumble off the bed opposite his assaulter as it was pulled off. Having no other place to go he pushed himself into the corner of the room between the wall and the bed with his knees up and his head down trying to protect himself.
Andre walked around the bed in a huff but stopped when he saw how small and scared the other man looked. He was curled in on himself in the corner, trembling. "Mi vida, you make me crazy," he said softly, "I didn't mean to scare you. Please, just cooperate and I promise I can make you happy."
The small man did not move, so the larger moved closer and sat on his haunches. "Let's take this shirt off." He reached down grabbing the bottom of Bruno's shirt and pulled but the Prophet held his arms tight to his body to prevent it from coming off. Andre, suddenly filled with frustration, grabbed Bruno's hair roughly and pulled his head up forcing them to make eye contact. "Stop being difficult, I am trying to be nice, but you are not helping. Be good and do as I say." Bruno's eyes filled with tears and he started to hyperventilate. He lifted his arms allowing the other man to take his shirt off leaving him completely nude.
"There, now was that so bad? You need to open yourself up to new experiences,"Andre laughed his mood flipping, "I'll help you, and we can learn together what makes you the happiest." Bruno didn't respond, he just kept his face buried in his knees trying to hide his nudity with his legs. "Look at me," the deluded man said darkly. Hesitantly, the prophet looked at him, tears falling down his cheeks. "Dios mio, you're even beautiful when you cry." Andre wiped at a tear with his thumb and tasted it. "I want to fill my senses with you."
Andre forced Bruno to his feet and pushed him on to the bed, immediately fitting himself in between the shorter man's legs. Bruno's arms were bent behind his back to keep him from covering himself. His hair was dishevelled, some strands laying on his face stuck wet from tears. His chest heaved with his panicked breathes mesmerizing Andre with the movement of his hard nipples.
"Please," The older man cried, "Please stop." The younger responded with leaning down and sucking on his right nipple. Bruno gasp and tried to move away but the weight of them both pushing down on his arms prevented him from making the slightest movement without pain. "No!" He sobbed as the younger man kissed down his chest, to his stomach, and then engulfed his penis sucking on like a favorite hard candy.
"Stop!" Bruno screamed unable to control his bodies reaction when he grew hard from Andre's warm mouth. He closed his eyes tight trying to ignore the feeling of being sucked on. He had never done anything like this before and it felt overwhelming. He felt sick to his stomach and his legs felt weak. All he could do was cry and hope it would be all over soon. Andre sucked him down his throat as deep as possible. The sensation made a warm feeling in his lower extremities and then there was a burst of pleasure as he orgasmed. He yelled out as he spurted into Andre's mouth, who sucked and swallowed it up greedily.
"You taste delicious," The younger man purred. Bruno felt like he was about to vomit. His body felt exhausted, weak, and sick. Andre got off the bed and the violated man rolled to his side into a ball and sobbed into the mattress. Not a minute later the violater was back without his clothes. He playfully said, "Nice ass, you must be as excited as I am for this." Bruno didn't know what that meant, so he stayed in the fetal position and sobbed. Andre manipulated his victim's weakened body to lay on his stomach, placing a pillow under his hips.
Andre spread Bruno's cheeks and plunged his tongue in to the older man's tight hole. Bruno yelped at the sudden intrusion and tried to crawl away. The stronger man smacked the prophet's ass hard leaving a mark and making him yelp again. "Try to move away again, and I will restrain you." He plunged back in. Bruno grabbed hands full of the sheets he lay on for dear life and sobbed into them as he was violated. A finger soon replaced the tongue, the a second finger was added. It hurt but Bruno tried not to squirm away, he didn't want to be tied up and make his chances of escape lower.
The fingers inside him twisted and scissored. A third finger was added and it burned, the sensation was nearly unbearable. His grip on the sheets tightened and Bruno sobbed. "No more please," he cried, "I can't."
Andre shushed him, "Just try to relax. It won't feel as good if you're so tense darling." He move his fingers in and out and felt around for something until he found it. Bruno flinched and tensed at the feeling of pleasure he felt.
"Nononononono-" He repeated into the mattress to Andre's satisfaction. The fingers were removed to the smaller man's relief, but then to his horror, as the bigger man started to push something large inside of him. "W-wait! Stop! Don't-" Bruno screamed at the burning stretch of the other man's penis sliding into him. He tried to scramble away, but his arms were grabbed and pulled tightly behind his back.
"Don't worry, I'll start gentle," Andre soothed, "It'll feel good soon." He slowly rocked into the smaller man for a few excruciating long minutes. Changing his angle a few times he finally hit the sweet spot that made Bruno flinch with pleasure. He increased his speed and Bruno's chanting of 'no' turned into yelps and grunts. Andre was soon jerking his hips into a fast rhythm. Bruno closed his eyes tightly wishing it all away.
Andre reached under his new lover and began pumping his half hard penis. Bruno cried out in pleasure and pain. The younger man jerked the older into hardness and kept in time with the rhythm of his thrusts. The sound of their heavy breaths and the slapping of skin made bile from Bruno's stomach rise to the surface. The moment he finally came he simultaneously vomited and Andre came at the sight of it all.
Breathing heavy and pulling out of Bruno, Andre laughed. "I made you come so hard, you got sick. My pleasure for you is unimaginable." He rubbed the older man's back as he retched some more.