The next day, Martin smiled. "Bro I'm gonna be back in an hour I'm gonna go do something..." He smiled mischievously, and Chris smiled. "Sure bro I'll see you later then..." Martin left, and 15 minutes later, there was a knock at the door. Chris answered it, and was surprised to see his old friend named Kevin Thomas. "Hey old pal!" Chris smiled, and hugged his friend. Kevin gripped his ass, and Chris pulled back. "You know you're not allowed to touch me." "That's exactly what I want you for..." "What?" He led him to another place, far off from New York. "W-Where are we? Martin said he'd be back by now!" "Right now lets not care about Martin just you and me." "W-What do you mean?" "Ah just follow me sexy..." He dragged Chris out of the car, and pushed him against the wall. Chris fell, and knocked out, and when he woke up, he realized he was only in his boxers. He looked up to see Gourmand standing there, smiling and looking like an animal about to attack its prey. "Um... Where's my clothes? Where's Kevin?" "You won't be needing any of that..." Chris tried to stand up, but was whipped down. "Sit down green grape!" Chris sat down in pain, and Gourmand rubbed Chris' dick. "L-Leave me alone!" Chris felt gourmand pressing up against him, and he began to get second thoughts about being gay. He felt Gourmand's dick sliding into his ass, and screamed in pain. "That feels good..." "It doesn't..." Chris cried to himself, and Gourmand taped his mouth shut. Chris murmured and called out Martin's name, and usually, big brother to the rescue, but he was alone now. With his raper, and him. Eventually Gourmand slid out, and Chris blushed when he saw his dick. "For a fat scary ugly chef he sure does have a big dick..." He thought to himself, and felt guilty when he saw he had a boner bulging from his boxers. "What's wrong? Can't handle being gay?" He smacked Chris across the face, and he felt the spot where he had been slapped. It hurt, and then Gourmand kicked him. Then he smacked his ass, and kept touching Chris all over his body. When he was done, Chris painfully crawled over to his jail cell, and began to cry for his brother.
Martin returned from the store, holding a little present. "Bro I'm... Home?" He looked to see chris was no where to be found, and began to cry. He was worried about his little brother, he didn't just leave like that...
Several weeks later, Chris had had enough of Gourmand, so he sneaked into the kitchen to where Gourmand had his meat knifes, and it shined in the light. He picked one up, and aimed it against himself, when he heard his brother's voice behind him. "Bro no!" Martin got him in a tight hug, and Chris flinched, afraid now of everything. "Bro what's wrong?" "Nothing nothing... Just that GOURMAND'S BEHIND YOU!" Martin turned, shocked, and Gourmand smirked. "Blueberry you came to save your brother?" "Yea." "Well he's all yours. He ain't good at sex... I don't even know why he's gay..." "You're just giving him to me like that? No fight or nothing?!" "The only fight is you getting a better boyfriend Blueberry." "Shut up!" Martin took his brother by the hand to his car, and started it up. A while later, Martin turned to see Chris was looking outside the window, quiet. "Bro are you ok?" "No." "Why?" "You don't know what he did to me..." "What?" "H-He raped me. He forced me to suck his dick and tortured me alot..." Martin saw scratches and scars on his brother, and gripped his hand. "Don't worry bro... He wont bother you anymore..." "How can you be sure of that?" "I just know he isn't." "Bro." "Yea?" "Why are we gay? There are many beautiful women out in the world just wanting guys like us..." "Bro are you alright?" "No..." "Can we maybe just spend some time apart from each other?" "What do you mean?" "Ya know... Just separate... For a while." "Bro no way I'm gonna do that." "Ok..." Chris looked down, and Martin sighed. Chris wasn't his old self anymore, now he was doubting himself, worried about life.
Back home, Martin grabbed Chris in a kiss, and Chris kissed back, but with less enthusiasm. "Bro you know you can tell me anything right?" "I don't know if we should be in a relationship anymore..." "Chris what happened?" Chris began to cry, and had flashbacks about what happened. He never wanted to look at men again, and Martin grabbed his hand, but only to be pushed away. "Bro... Why?" Martin sighed, and Chris looked down, and felt upset with himself. "I don't want our relationship to end Chris..." "Bro I'm not sure what to do with myself anymore." "Please? Just give it one last try... If it doesn't work out... Well... I guess you're free..." Chris saw the sadness in his brother's eyes, and hated making martin sad, so Chris had no choice but to agree. "Ok... One last try." "Yes! That's why I love you!" Martin hugged Chris, and Chris still felt unsure. What was it going to take to make him feel worthy of having a boyfriend?
Many weeks later, Martin pulled Chris on the bed, and humped him. Chris was still sore of all the raping Gourmand had done to him, and screamed in pleasured pain when Martin slid in. Martin felt Chris slid out, and Martin looked at him. "What's wrong?" "You hurt me!" "Bro we've done this for quite a while and you've never complained..." Chris looked down, and Martin lifted his face up. "Chris... What happened?" "Gourmand. He raped me alot. Every 4 hours he made me hump him and make me suck his big dick. He made me choke on it and then cummed all over my body and smacked my ass when I told him to stop..." "Oh... I never knew..." "Yea... My ass is sore I'm sorry..." Chris dressed, and Martin sighed. Was he ever going to do something pleasurable with Chris ever again?
Either how, Chris had lost interest in sex. So one night, Martin tried to seduce him by rubbing his dick in front of him, but only got his grossed out remark. Another night he tried to jack off Chris to get him horny, but he couldn't. Chris felt sore all over, not letting him move much. Eventually, he went to go ask Aviva for help. "Aviva help me!" "What's wrong MK?" "Chris doesn't want to have anything with me." Aviva knew what anything meant, and blushed. "Well?" "Huh? Oh yea sorry." She blushed at how much of a stupid head she was, and shook her head. "He probably has some stress..." "No... A couple weeks ago Gourmand captured him and raped him for a long period of time." "There's your answer MK... He's just kinda well... Traumatized... Give it some time." "Time?! I've given him weeks!" "People take longer than weeks to recover..." He eyed her sad expression, and decided not to bring her back into the past. "Some never recover..." She looked at herself in the computer, and shed a tear. "In fact. Just try to talk to your brother... Maybe he'll tell you some things even you can solve..." "Like?" "Psychological problems can be helped by talking..." She said, then murmured. "Something I never got..." "What?" "Nothing nothing... Just go talk to your brother." "Aviva seriously. Don't get like Chris on me and tell me what's wrong." "Its nothing nobody cares about it... Now just go." She pushed Martin to Chris' and his room, and left. Great. Now he had TWO people to deal with. But first. He was going to mend his relationship with Chris...
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