Warning: graphic male/male rape if not comfortable do NOT read :D
Chapter 1
The chill crept up Kurt's limbs as the man ripped off his chest, revealing dark purple bruises. Kurt whimpered as the man caressed his cheek before punching him in the chest. The boy held back a sob. The man pulled Kurt's pants down so the boy was only in his boxers. The man smiled at Kurt before palming the boy's dick through the thin piece of cloth. Kurt couldn't fight back the loud sob as the boxers where pulled off. The man smiled down at him before he took off his own clothes. They were both naked now. One had an evil glint in their eye and the other had bruises covering the surface of his body and frightened expression on his face. He want to tell him to stop but didn't get the chance. Kurt was forced into a kneeling position and the man's half hard dick was being thrust into his mouth. Kurt tried not to gag but couldn't help it. He felt sick at the feeling of the man's erection down his throat. The man let out a groan as he thrust further into Kurt's mouth. His fingers had a firm grip in Kurt's chestnut coloured hair, causing Kurt to be stuck with the cock in his mouth.
"You like that don't you you little slut." The man moaned. Kurt whimpered and he felt bile climb up his throat. He was full on crying now. The man thrust once more into Kurt mouth before pulling out, although his fingers never left the young boys hair. Kurt collapsed into a heap on the floor, sobbing. The man laughed cruelly at the pathetic sight infront of him before spreading Kurt legs out wide in front of him. Kurt cried out in pain as he was forced to split his legs. The man smiled as he lifted them in the air so the boys arse was lifted into the air. The boy's whole was just visible so the man did what he always did. He thrust into the boy's hole hard. The boy let out an ear-splitting screech as the man thrust harder and harder into Kurt. He was letting out moans of happiness as the smaller body wriggled underneath him, whimpering and screaming with each thrust. Eventually, the pleasure gave into the man as he grabbed Kurt's cock, squeezing it hard. The boy let out another scream as the man squeezed harder and harder as he came into Kurt. The boy felt a horrible substance enter him and as it hit him it made him scream. Kurt's already half lidded eyes closed and the man took out his cock. The let go of the boy's legs and he fell to the ground, lifeless. The man smiled to himself before leaving the room, closing it behind him.
Kurt woke up about an hour later, sore all over. His muscles ached and he was covered in blood and come. He winced as he lifted himself up on trembling arms. He shuffled his way over to the bathroom and took a quick shower in the freezing cold water. He shivered again as it hit him. When he was done scrubbing himself he changed into something more comfortable and left the house. He climbed into his car, which he had saved up for himself, and set off for work. Kurt kept a brave face on as he served customers at the small book store he worked at. He hated it there. It smelled of musty old books. However, Kurt preferred it here to anywhere else at that moment. Except maybe with Blaine, Kurt shook himself for being so stupid. He had been ignoring Blaine for a while and the boy seemed to have finally gotten the message. Images of the last time they had talked crept into Kurt's mind who stubbornly shook them off. Blaine had been the only person to care for him and Kurt didn't want Blaine getting hurt because he let him in. Kurt never let people in and because of this he rarely made friends. He knew getting close to people would only make tell them about his problems and then where would that leave him. With no family, probably no friends, and most likely dead. Kurt sighed as he heard the shop bell tinkle. It was a slow day and now Kurt was thinking back to what had happened in his room only hours ago. He could sick to his stomach as he thought of what he had been forced to do. Tears where threatening to pour down Kurt's cheeks as he thought about it but he knew he had to be strong. He couldn't let anyone know what was wrong. He could have them pity him. He had to deal with this on his own. He had forgotten that there was someone else in the shop until he heard a voice coming from in front of him. Kurt sniffled once as he lifted his head and turned back around to come face to face with the boy he had been trying to avoid.
Blaine let out a loud gasp at the appearance of the boy who had been avoiding him. The boy's beautiful glasz eyes were red rimmed and there were tears streaking down his face. Blaine couldn't believe the strong person he had met in Dalton could be crumbled to this. He moved further forward, to wipe away the tears, but the desk was in the way. He glowered at the desk for a moment before he heard a soft giggle coming from Kurt's soft pink lips. He looked up at him, curiously. Kurt was still crying and his eyes had a broken look about them but he had definably made that sound.
"What's so funny?" Blaine demanded. Kurt giggled again, causing Blaine to smile.
"You, it's as if the desk personally offended you."
"Maybe it did." Blaine retorted. Kurt smiled before slipping the book Blaine had placed in front of him in a bag. Blaine smiled as Kurt handed him it. "How have you been Kurt?" Kurt visibly stiffened at this.
"Fine." Kurt said stiffly. Blaine didn't believe him.
"If that's so could you tell me why you've been avoiding me? I miss out coffee dates." Blaine shot Kurt a look that looked a lot like a kicked puppy. Kurt suppressed the urge to say 'awww', but barely.
"It's complicated."
"How complicated?" Kurt just rolled his eyes. He had forgotten how easy it had been to talk to Blaine. It felt like all of his problems were slowly drifting away as he spoke to the boy. Just as Kurt was about to retort, the curtains leading into the back where opened.
"Hey, Kurtie." A tall woman said to him. Kurt smiled at his boss. "How about you get along, I'm gonna shut the shop a bit earlier than usual." Kurt frowned at this. He needed the full days pay to pay for the rent his Uncle had forced them to pay. Kurt knew if he didn't deliver it soon his parents would let his Uncle rape him again. He shivered at this, which didn't go unnoticed by Blaine who frowned. "Don't worry, hun, you'll still get the full day's pay." Kurt smiled to her as she handed him his bag and he left the shop, closely followed by Blaine.
Blaine grabbed Kurt's arm, causing Kurt to whirl to face him. His eyes looked fearful but it was the only emotion shown, his face was like an ice mask. "Come get some coffee with me." Blaine didn't wait for an answer, instead pulling the younger boy towards the nearest Lima Bean. Kurt smiled to himself as Blaine ordered. He really didn't want to go home and he had really missed Blaine.
"I'll have a medium drip and a non-fatte late for this guy." Blaine asked the lady behind the counter.
"You know my coffee order?" Kurt was pleasantly surprised by this. He had honestly thought that Blaine would have moved on from there friendship by now.
"Of course I do." Kurt smiled at him before going to grab his wallet. Blaine shook his head. "No way dummy, it's on me." Kurt smiled again as the lady handed the boys their coffee. They headed over to the table they always sat on, the one in the corner of the room.
"So, what have you been up to, 'cos I haven't seen you in ages." Kurt stiffened at the question, wondering what he had been up to. Everything that had been going on in his life wasn't something he wanted to talk about.
"Mostly, practice for regionals, Mr Schue's not that uptight but I swear if I could strangle Rachel Berry I so would." Blaine laughed at this, remembering the girl he had seen at sectionals. None of them had noticed one Rachel Berry and Mercedes Jones enter the coffee shop but they had noticed them and they had heard them to. "What about you?"
Same, actually but I doubt Rachel Berry could be as annoying as our dear Wesley." Kurt laughed a weak laugh but still a laugh. He could remember Wes and David, Blaine's other friends from Dalton. He had gone out with them and Blaine a few times before sectionals and had they had all become instant friends. He was about to reply to this when Rachel and Mercedes came over to them.
"Kurt, what the hell are you talking about Glee Club with him for?" Rachel said to the boy, sitting down on one side of him. She smiled, sweetly to Blaine as Mercedes sat on the other side of him. Kurt stiffened at their presence. They may pretend to be friends with him but Kurt knew they didn't really care. Blaine noticed how uncomfortable Kurt felt so decided to help him.
"I was just telling Kurt how much I'd like to hit Wes with his gravel, that thing is really annoying." Kurt laughed at this. Mercedes and Rachel shared a look. They had not heard Kurt laugh in a long time. Mercedes felt betrayed by the fact that Kurt felt more comfortable with the competition than with her.
"Why are friends with Kurt? Are you trying to sabotage us?" Blaine instantly stiffened. He was glaring at the girl with distaste now. He couldn't understand what was going on here. He thought they were supposed to be Kurt's friends.
"Erm...I need to leave." Kurt whispered, all of his joy evaporating at the sight of his two team mates. Kurt pushed the chair back so fast it fell to the ground, making Kurt flinch. Kurt grabbed his things before running out of the door. Tears where building behind his eyes again and he didn't know what to do anymore. He didn't hear the sound of footsteps running after him as he got into his car and slammed the door. He sped away from the coffee shop. By the time he got home he felt like he was going to break. He could hear voices coming from inside and sighed. He opened the front door to find his Mom, Dad and Uncle gathered around the table with a large group of Men and Women. His Uncle winked at Kurt as Kurt ran upstairs. When he got into his room he locked it and curled up on top of his bed. As soon as he had cocooned himself up he broke down. He cried and cried that night until he finally fell asleep.
He couldn't handle this anymore. He needed Blaine and his friends didn't care. He needed his parent to stop his Uncle and they were the ones selling him to the man.
