Trigger warning, graphic rape of a minor which will be indicated at the beginning and end of the section with (***) but it does make up a good chunk of this chapter. NOTE: I do not condone or support this type of behaviour but I like to make characters suffer to cope with and untreated trauma that I personally have.
In the quiet of the night in the outer part of the city, a young boy was sleeping. The house itself two stories above ground, and a basement below.
Moving through the house on creaky wooden floors were two male intruders. They wore all black clothing, from long sleeve black turtlenecks to black ski masks to hide their identities.
The pair had snuck in through the back door, bypassing the mother sleeping on an olive-green recliner. As well as the father who sat quietly in his study, to busy working diligently to notice anything out of place.
Arriving at the top floor, one of the two men jiggled the doorknob and then picked the lock. Opening the door to the young child's room. They entered, not bothering to close the door back behind them. Bypassing bookshelves filled to the brim with figurines and action figures as well as an expensive-looking computer that had been left on.
They seemed to have no intention of taking anything with monetary value, but instead made a B-line towards the bed pushed against the far left wall. Their target being a small sleeping mound under red covers, with tufts of black hair peeking out.
The two intruders made quick work of capturing their target, with one pulling down the sheets and covering the child's mouth and nose with chloroform while the other opened a large duffel bag before running towards the window and opening it.
It took a few seconds for the man to set up the escape rope but once it was done after a quick test tug the figure in black slid down. Not long after the second figure following after him with the duffel bag from before slung over his shoulder.
Outside parked near the house, but not close as to be noticeable, was a white van with two more men dress slightly more casually for the heist sitting in the passenger's and driver's seats respectively. The engine revving as the two former intruders ran down the street towards the vehicle.
Flinging the back doors open the two loaded in, haphazardly throwing down the bag with a child in it with no regards to their safety. Slamming the doors shut as the van sped off.
It took a while before the van finally stopped. Pulling up in front of an abandoned warehouse and roughly unloaded as the small child was flung over a shoulder and dropped once again as the group made their way inside. Thou this time on a dingy old mattress rather than the floor of a van.
"Hey, take the kid out of the bag so we can see 'em." One grumbles as they flopped down onto a couch before tossing some rope near the bed.
"And don't forget ta tie 'em up."
A low grumble escaped another mouth as a burlier man ripped off his ski mask and crouch down to free the small raven-haired boy, before tying his wrists behind his back and his ankles together.
"How long till the kid wakes up?" A fair-skinned blonde asked as he went into a nearby mini-fridge to grab a beer.
"Maybe two hours or so?" A ginger responded settling onto the couch with the first, a lanky raven head, pushing him over a bit to make space for themselves.
"Why? You wanna have some fun before he wakes up?" He continued to tease as he began to undress, stripping his own mask and shoes.
"Yeah, why not? Nothing better to do and it's not every day we get free reign to do whatever. All we gatta do is keep 'em alive." The blonde said with a smirk.
With a beer in one hand, the man walked over to the mattress, sitting on the edge and running his eyes over the smaller body as he thought of what to do. Watching the young boy from above before finally running his hands over the boy's chest.
"I can get rid of these clothes right?" He asked while in the middle of ripping off the child's nightclothes.
"You already ripped 'em so why are you asking?" The ginger grumbled with a small huff.
"Jus give him your shirt when you're done." The raven-haired man stated as he ran his ringers through the ginger curls. The burly man leaning on the wall opposite of them scrolling on his phone.
"Sure sure, I'll make sure to take care of it when I'm done." The blonde commented offhandedly as he pulled down the child's pants, letting them pool around his ankles where the ropes were tied.
"I think I'll start with his thighs, they're really soft and smooth." He commented ad he took out his own penis, stroking the half-mast member to full hardness before sliding between the boy's thighs.
"Oh shut up, no one wants to hear about your sick kinks. If you're gonna fuck the kid at least keep the comment to yourself."
"Yeah yeah, you're just mad that your body isn't as sexy as this."
The blonde and the ginger spoke, bickering back and forth as the blonde began thrusting between the boy's thighs, alternating between moaning and speaking as he pinched and pulled as the small pink nipples.
"God I'm gonna cum soon." The blonde grunted second before spilling sperm all over the boy's stomach and smearing it between his things as he pulled back.
"Shit that was good, can't wait till I can get it up again." He commented before looking between the raven over on the couch and brunette leaning on the wall.
"One of you should give him a try, I know it's been a while since you let off some steam." He continued with a devious smile.
The was a prolonged silence before the brunet let out a small affirmative noise and walked over to the mattress and settling by the boy's head. Freeing his own length before parting the child's moths and pressing his dick inside. A small almost content sounding hum escaping the man before he began to force his member deeper and deeper.
"The kids a natural, can deep throat this big guy in his sleep." The blonde commented, slowly getting aroused again by the display.
The brunette grunted in affirmation as he settled with his balls pressed against the boy's nose, stroking the child's throat as he let the small mouth warm his cock for a few minutes.
When he was finally satisfied with just the warmth the brunette wrapped his larger hands around the boy's neck and used it as leverage thrust deeper inside of the small constrictive hole. His fingers leaving bruises on the soft skin and the sound of skin slapping skin echoed throughout the warehouse. Eventually the man came, finally satisfied as he watched his cum spill out from the boy's mouth for a brief moment. The blonde cuming soon after on the boy's chest.
This continued for nearly an hour, a back and forth between the blonde brunette and raven-haired man, before the small child finally began to stir. His was covered head to toe in sperm as he woke to the uncomfortable feeling of being stretched open by large fingers.
"Thank fuck he's finally awake, didn't wanna push it in when I couldn't hear him scream." The blonde commented before yanking his finger out and hastily shoving his entire length in all at once, forcing the small boy open.
A shrill scream was ripped from the child's throat as the pain shocked him out of his drug-induced daze. His blood covered the man's penis as it forcibly to him open.
Tears flowed freely down chubby cheeks as the boy choked on the vile taste of cum in his mouth, snot dripping from his nose as he thrashed and struggled trying to escape in vain but to no avail. His hand still tied behind him and he ankles still bound together as his knees were pressed firmly into his chest to give the blonde man full accesses to his lower regions.
"Didn't take dragon's brat for such a screamer." The blonde grunted out as he neared completion, finally stilling after a few more thrusts of his hips and emptying a load inside the small child.
"People tend to scream when it hurts you know; not like you ever bottom you only fuck kid." The ginger commented as he fiddled with the raven's phone, not bothering to join in on 'all the fun' as the blonde had earlier called it.
"Yeah, well he'll have plenty of time to get used to it. He just woke up after all and the night's still young." The blonde commented before moving one of his hands in between the boy's legs to place a crushingly strong grip on his tiny, underdeveloped penis. Chuckling as he hears the boy cry out even louder, his struggling staring up once again as he tried to escape the pain.
"Keep going brat, I love it when they scream. Welcome to adulthood, you're a real man now." He congratulated with a smile that was far from warm with a dangerous and unnerving glint in his eyes.
The boy's screams rang out through the night even as his throat began to grow sore, but his cries remain unanswered this far away from people and he would remain at the mercy of his father's until they decided they were satisfied with him.
2021 protologue rewrite.
