John was in the shower after Mark and Shawn had raped him. He was still hurt and sore around his ass and he was trying hard not to cry as he tried to wash away the feeling of them in him. His mouth was bruised from having Mark's cock violently victimizing it and his hips were bloody and scratched from where Shawn had gripped too tightly on him while he was fucking John so roughly as if he was just a toy to him. But John knew he was nothing more than a sex toy to Shawn and it sickened him that he was ever friends with this man.
John was shaking badly and he cried softly. "R-Randy..." he whispered in a frightened voice. "Please find me and get me out of this hell... I can't take it anymore... I need you so much right now... Please..."
He finished cleaning himself in the shower and got out, drying himself off. He had to put on a new set of clothes as his old ones were ripped to shreds and he got dressed quickly. He struggled to walk to the door and opened it slowly, stepping out and gulped quietly.
Shawn looked over at him with a dark smirk on his face. "How are you feeling, John?" He asked, teasing him and he was trying to anger John.
John frowned deeply. "Fine... Just fucking fine..." He lied through gritted teeth.
Mark aimed his gun at John and he laughed when he saw John flinch in fear. "Ha, you're too easy, John," He chuckled cruelly. "But you are so fun to mess with, John... I could mess with you forever."
John shivered in disgust and Shawn pushed him forward to the table with food on it. John gasped and grabbed the chair in front of him to stop himself from falling to the ground because of the wound in his leg and he glared at Shawn.
"Eat," Shawn ordered.
John shook his head. "No," he said calmly. "I'm not hungry..."
Shawn slapped him hard across his face and heard him yelp in pain. "Eat!" He demanded and roughly sat John down on the chair.
Mark smirked at him and shook his head. "You should listen to Shawn, Johnny..." He said and looked at his gun. "Or you could get another bullet inside you..."
John gulped and whimpered as he started to eat with tears starting to form in his eyes. Please help me, he thought desperately. Randy...
Outside
Randy and the others arrived at the wooden bridge that led to the cabin and he saw Shawn's car just in front of them. He was glad that Wade was right about where they were and he couldn't wait to rescue John from those two sick and twisted bastards.
"Well, looks like you were right, Wade," Chris said as he stopped the car just behind Shawn's. "I just hope that John is actually in there."
"Yeah, me too," Adam was hoping that John was there with worry in his eyes. "I hope they didn't hurt him or anything like that."
"I'm going in," Randy said, as he took his seatbelt off quickly and was about to open the door of the car.
"Wait," Dave stopped him and handed him a gun. "At least you should go in with a weapon as that you can be prepared for what they may do."
Randy nodded. "Okay," he said to the older man. "Thanks..."
"I'm going with you," Wade said quietly.
"What?" Randy and Dave both cried out in surprise at him.
"Let me help..." Wade got a gun out of his pocket and looked at both Randy and Dave with a serious expression on his face. "I want to make them both pay for what they are doing..."
Dave sighed. "Are you sure about this, Wade?" he asked while looking at his lover with a worried look on his face.
Wade nodded. "Yes..." He wanted to make Mark pay for what he did to him.
Dave stared at him for a few moments. "Okay..." He kissed him passionately and Wade kissed him back lovingly. "Be careful, okay?"
Wade nodded and got out of the car with Randy, making their way over the bridge slowly to the cabin that John was being held in.
John, I'm coming for you, Randy thought with determination in his heart. Please be okay...
Sorry if this chapter is short! :( I hope you guys will like it though! :)