Sorry I had to cut this one short but I only had alittle but of time;
but anyway... here is the next chapter, WARNINGS!
Hot gay sex/RAPE!
Enjoy -
12'o clock Chapter 2 "Old Habits"
The white hot flesh under Murdocs body was wiggling to be free. Too bad he wasn't going to get that freedom, the poor singer would have to work for it. "Murdoc... Please... stop..." 2-d cried out as Murdoc tugged at his boxers, blood still leaking out of his arm, pouring on to 2-d's waist . "Looks like those pain killers really work huh?" Murdoc whispered in to the shell of 2-d's ear.
'Murdoc, what's wrong with you?' the blue hared boy wondered questionably about his slightly homophobic friend.. Or at least he thought homophobic. His mind rasing with the movements of the slightly older man, witch one would be first.
'Maybe he is drunk'
2-d's boxers where completely off.
'Wot if he go hit in the head'
Murdoc was trailing his tongue down the smaller boys stomach.
'Please no'
His hands where being held down now.
... complete silence fell upon the blue haired boy's lips, his body moving in motion with the other man. Complete bliss. Absolute pleasure. Carried out lies. In motion.
The younger man gasped frantically, moving, not knowing rather to pull him away or push in for more. In any case he found him self wanting and pushing in for more, only to be held down by the bigger man.
"Murdoc... please..." Tears fell upon 2-d's face, crying out wishing it would stop, and just go away. 'This can't happen...' More tears as he felt the other mans hands rom around to his buttocks. 'I can't do this... not after what we worked for to get to this point... we can't ruen this!' 2-d's mind was screaming at him to stop.
"D... I love you.." Murdoc whispered, trying to calm the struggling man under him down.