OK CUTTING THE SHIT, HERE ARE THE THANK YOUS: Blue Clarinet, and GingerRavenclaw
REALLY GUYS, THAT'S IT? OH WELL, NOW TO THE FUCKIN CHAPTER.
AND SHIT I'VE BEEN FORGETTING DISCLAIMERS: I DONT OWN THIS SHIT, I JUST REALLY LIKE TO IMAGINE THEM FUCKING.
OH AND ONE MORE THING, FUCK GUYS, SORRY, BUT GROUPS OF ITALICIZED WORDS ARE THE LYRICS HE'S LISTENING TO.
It really had been a nice few months; Jack and Hiccup had practically spent every moment together. They went out and did the most random shit- Hiccup taught Jack how to ride a horse on his own stallion, Toothless, and Jack had taught Hiccup how to snowboard without dying. The only times they were apart was when Jack actually had to go into work. He usually did his work from his laptop at home, but every now and then he'd have to take his skateboard and ride to work to fix some fuck-faces problem. Over the period of time, they had fallen in love, and were actually in a romantic relationship, not so much physical, but Jack was ok to wait for anything; they hadn't even kissed yet. But presently this night both teenagers were fast asleep. Well, one of them was, anyway. Hiccup was tossing and turning, having yet another nightmare.
It was the same nightmare, every time he had one, Richard had him pinned down and was fucking him senseless, again and again and again and again. The boy woke up in a cold sweat, tears leaking out of his eyes, he looked around and once he realized it was only a dream, he curled his legs up and began sobbing quietly. Jack turned around, hearing the noise and said groggily, "Hey, Hic, what's wrong?" The older boy asked, rubbing his eyes. "I-It's nothing, J-Jack, go back to sleep," he responded, hiding his face further into his knees. Jack sat up and walked over to Hiccups bed. "Come on, Hiccup. That's the third time this month you've had a nightmare and you won't tell me whats wrong," Jack said, rubbing soothing circles in the boys back. Hiccup sniffed softly and whispered, "I'm afraid if I tell you, you won't love me anymore…" Jack was momentarily shocked, but recovered rather quickly. "What, are you trying to kill me in your nightmare?" Jack said jokingly, Hiccup laughed weakly, clearly not thinking it was amusing at all. Jack turned Hiccups head facing him and his tone became serious, "Hiccup, whatever it is, you can tell me…And know that I will always love you; no matter what." The small boy turned around completely and collapsed in Jacks arms crying. "It's always the same, J-Jack… He's always there…" The white haired male didn't press for answers, just kept kissing the side of the Hiccup head and rubbing his back, trying to alleviate the boy from whatever burden he was being forced to bear. Hiccup kept on crying, explaining what happened that horrible night and how it converted into the dream, and everytime he got to something he couldn't take, he would cry harder and try to calm himself down. By the end of it, Jack was completely furious, he was going to fucking murder Whoever the fuck did this. "Who was it, Hiccup…?" Jack asked, a rage bubbling underneath his soothing voice. "T-The last boarder…Ri-Richard… That's why I was so scared of m-meeting you; I-I thought y-you'd be the s-same…" the boy let out shakily, drying his tears on the sleeve of his pajamas. "I would never do anything to hurt you, Hiccup, and if he comes near you again, you can bet your ass that I'll fucking kill him," Jack said softly, cupping the boys face and wiping away a few stray tears. He leaned in closing his eyes slightly and Hiccup panicked, pulling away quickly. "Th-thanks for listening…J-Jack…" Now Jack felt awful; after all that he heard he should've known that that was way too fast. "Well, night, kiddo," he said leaning down to kiss the boys forehead. Hiccup felt warm, soft lips press against his brow and he looked up; just as Jack was turning around, Hiccup grabbed his pajama collar and roughly pulled him into a kiss. Jack was very surprised for a moment, but recollected himself and responded with great conviction. After a few moments the older male pulled back slightly. "What was that for, Hiccup? You know you didn't have to do that, right?" The brown haired boy nodded. "I'm just so tired of being scared all the time and distancing myself from the one who loves me; it's fucking exhausting and I'm fed up with that bullshit," Hiccup breathed out, lacing his fingers into the back of Jacks hair. Jack smiled and planted a chaste kiss on the boys lips. "Thank you, Hiccup. For everything." Jack got off the boys bed and sprawled out on his own, completely happy that the one he loved trusted him so much.
Then
Sleep
Fell.
The next morning came quicker than either of them wanted. Hiccup woke up groggily, obviously not having had a good night. Jack had just got done pulling on his sweatshirt when he kissed Hiccups forehead. "Hey, babe, I'm gonna go grab us some breakfast, what do you want?" Hiccup sat up and rubbed his eyes, and Jacks jaw almost fell off. The shoulder of Hiccups pajamas were falling off and his sleeves were so long that they were covering his hands. The light was shining through the curtains and hitting to boys mussed hair; good lord he looked so innocent. "I'll just go with you," Hiccup said, his voice coated with sleep. Jack blushed at the perfect sight in front of him and agreed. About two minutes later Hiccup had on a jacket that was much too large for him, some slippers, and was shuffling behind Jack. Said white haired male grabbed his skateboard and got on. Hiccup mounted the transportation after his boyfriend and put on the spare helmet; Jack rolled up his sleeves and put his knee pads, elbow pads, and helmet on. "Ready, Hic?" Jack asked with a mischievous grin. Hiccup gripped tightly onto Jacks waist. "As I'll ever be." Jacks grin turned from mischievous to positively devilish in 0.2 seconds flat and he raced off into the street, Hiccup nearly vomiting as they sped down the asphalt.
About twenty minutes later they made it to a McDonalds and were eating at a corner table. The cashier had looked at them and smiled. "Your son is adorable, sir," She had said. Jack grinned and ruffled Hiccups hair, interuppting whatever retort the boy was planning to throw back. "Thanks, hear that, kiddo?" However, now Hiccup was sitting on the hard bench eating his egg mcmuffin quietly. "Hiccup," Jack said wiping his mouth with a napkin, "I'm not gonna be home tonight…" Hiccup almost dropped his food. "W-Why not?" He didn't really want to play the needy boyfriend, but Jack had never spent the night away. "Where are you going?" Jack wrapped up his trash and thought about how to explain this. "You see… Hiccup," he said slowly, "I've been spending a lot of time with you lately, and I love it; I do want to spend the night with you. However… Ok, Hic, I have to go to a work for an overnight lockdown…" "WHAT?!" Hiccup shouted, jumping out of his seat and everyone turning to stare. Jack hushed him down, and got him sit back in his seat. "Hiccup, I have to go to this whether I want to or not; plus, I haven't really hung out with a lot of my co-workers in a while…" Hiccup hung his head, feeling really guilty; he hadn't been sharing Jack at all. The boy nodded and Jack lifted his head up. "Now, now, Hiccup. I'm really not good friends with anybody at work, and you're much more fun to hang out with than anyone; but this is a required attendance event for anyone below the age of twenty… I won't be back until about nine in the morning." Hiccup nodded and went back to his food, holding his boyfriends hand across the table. Hiccup smiled at Jack, squeezing his hand. "Hey, you don't have to look guilty, I'll be just fine; what could possibly happen in one night?"
Jack and Hiccup spent the rest of the day together; Hiccup even stole a rather heated kiss from Jack before he left at about eight for his party. The brown haired male sighed and slid down on his bed; what the fuck was he supposed to do now? He shrugged to himself and popped in his earbuds, blaring some hard screamo music to drown out everything else.
So Much for the past year,
I poured it down the drain with all the alcohol and pain I got from,
Your Eyes, Oh Your Eyes.
I'm burning out my bedside,
And I'm rotting out my insides slowly.
Suddenly from downstairs the door slammed, causing Hiccup to jump and drop his iPod. What the hell was that? His dad was already home so… ah! It must be Jack! He ripped out his headphones and ran downstairs. "Jack! I thought you were going to be gone until tomorro-" he stopped dead staring at the face he thought he'd never have to see again: Richard. "Hiccup!" The man said happily pulling the boy into a hug, "It's been too long." He lowered his voice to a whisper and said in the boys ear, "If you tell your father, I'll do it again, and it'll be worse…" The man stepped back next to Stoic, giving him a sort of greeting.
"It's good to see you again, Richard, how's work been treating you?"
"I broke up with my girlfriend a few weeks after I started, but I met someone else at work, bit of an office romance, but my boss is pretty cool about it."
"Remind me, what do you do at that place again?"
"Well, I'm just one of the guys that works on computers, but our company basically develops prototype weapons solely for self-defense. If you're caught in an ally with a stranger mugging you, we got you covered. Someone trying to break into your home? No problem. Even if someone's trying to rape you… We're coming to the rescue." He stared straight at Hiccup, a malice in his eye, and the small boy snapped. "RICHARD RAPED ME!" He shouted, he knew it was rash, but Jack always seemed to stand up bravely and face his problems, and that usually worked out well. Everyone was silent for a moment, the air still ringing from Hiccups confession, when suddenly Stoic erupted into a fit of laughter. "This guy? Right here? Rape you?" The other man joined in laughing. "Your son has quite the sense of humor, Stoic," Richard said, pretending to recover from a violent laughing fit, but caught Hiccups eye, and the message was clear; Big mistake. Richard wiped a faux tear from his eye and said, "Hey, Stoic, you mind if I kip at your house tonight? My car is low on gas and everyone knows you get more in the morning, so would you mind?" Stoic considered it for about three seconds before answering. "Sure, why not? You can stay in Hiccups room; just like old times." Richard nodded and grinned maliciously at the boy, "Perfect."
Hiccup had gone back up to his room with a sick stomach, and a guilty mind; he should've listened to Richard. He spent the next three hours mentally and physically preparing himself. He kept telling himself that it was going to be ok, he would get over it and tell Jack and Jack would Richard. Finally the man walked in. "Your dads asleep, passed out from a bit too much ale. Now…Baby, do you know what I'm going to do to you…?" He asked, nuzzling Hiccups ear. "Y-Yes," the small boy replied strongly (well, considering the circumstances). "And what is it that I'm going to do? Describe it to me," The man ordered, biting deeply into the boys neck, drawing blood and making Hiccup whimper loudly. "Y-You're going to f-fuck me…" "Oh, come now, you can do a little better than that, can't you?" He slipped his hand up Hiccups shirt, snaking it around to his front and began sharply squeezing one of his nipples. Hiccup let out a stifled moan, he wasn't going to let Richard have the satisfaction of hearing his anguish. "You're going t-to shove your c-cock up my a-ass…" he said shivering, he wanted his next time to be with Jack, not this monster. Richard chuckled and forced the boys shirt off, flipping him over harshly. "Good boy…" he purred, "Now last time I let you make all the noise you wanted because your father wasn't home, but now it's not safe to let you scream…" He turned around and reappeared with a black, leather ball gag and tied it tightly into Hiccups mouth; the boy could barely breath and there was already saliva running out the sides. Richard ripped off the boys pants and boxers in one go, and restrained his wrists to the top of the bedpost. Hiccup tried struggling against the bonds, but it was no use; suddenly he felt both his legs being forced up- high. It felt like his legs were on fire, they were jammed almost all the way to his head and Richard stopped to gloat. "I told you it would be worse this time…" he said softly running one of his hands down the boys front, the other running the length of his thighs, closer and closer to the boys cock. Tears were now flowing heavily out of Hiccups eyes; he didn't want to be raped. Why wouldn't Richard just leave him alone and find some other boy to mess with? Not to mention his jaw was aching; when Richard bought the ball gag, it must've been extra large because Hiccup literally couldn't breath and his face was turning red. The man leaned back and admired his work. "Jesus, Hiccup… I could cum at the sight of you; tied up, red faced, sweaty, hard, and oh so ready to fuck…" Hiccup made a sort of choking noise trying to protest, but still couldn't breath; Richard seemed to notice this and leaned in. "If I take this off do you promise to keep quiet?" Hiccup nodded tears streaming out of his eyes with the combined pressure of the ball gag and the reality of what was going on. Richard slowly ran his fingers over the leather strap and carefully let the strip of material unfasten from the dull metal clasp. After the large ball was free, Hiccup began gulping up air, gasping to refill his lungs with oxygen. Richard grinned at the boys coughing figure and grinned; Jesus, he loved seeing Hiccup helpless underneath him. He started stroking Hiccups erection and the boy was mewling. "S-Stop… Please, don't… I h-have a boyfriend n-now, and I don't want him to have to have me after thi-this…" Hiccup begged squirming violently, but to no avail. Richard just chucked and kissed the top of Hiccups shivering member, playing with his balls. He started sucking on the tip, making the boy see stars, and kept lightly biting on him. Hiccup was crying full out now, begging the man to spare him, but Richard payed his victim no heed. He pulled his head up and claimed The boys mouth with his own, violently shoving his tongue inside the other males wet cavern and forcing the moist muscle down Hiccups throat. Hiccup was chocking again and Richard took the opportunity to force one of his fingers up the small boys ass. Hiccup yelped, muffled by the mans mouth. The black haired man showed no mercy, he put in three more fingers immediately and began shoving them in and out roughly for thirty seconds before he pulled them out completely. Hiccup breathed a small sigh of relief, before he slid onto something much larger than three fingers. "No, wait, pl-please, n-not again!" Hiccup protested, trying to wiggle away again. "Shh, sh, shhh. Don't make me put this back on…" He hushed, grazing the gag over the boys lips making him whimper. "Please, Richard, don't make me do this again," he pleaded with his captor, tears gushing out of his eyes, "I had put all th-this beh-hind me, why did you have to come b-back…" Richard just ignored the boys final attempts at plea and jammed the rest of his length up the boys tight ass, his eyes rolling back. "Oh, Hiccup," he moaned quietly, "I forgot how fucking tight you are… Fuck yes, oh Hiccup you feel amazing." Hiccup began crying more, his ass stinging sharply from the sudden size it was stretched out to. "Beg for it, Hiccup…" he whispered, pumping the boys erection in time with violent thrusts. "N-No, I w-won't…" Hiccup protested, trying to squirm but only creating more friction between them. "Do it," he said, wrapping his fingers around the boys throat, "Or you won't be breathing…" Hiccup swallowed, he was going to have to beg… He took a deep breath preparing for the horrible humiliation. "Please, R-Richard, fu-fuck me so h-hard that I'll feel i-it into next w-week…" he begged trying to ignore the horrible feeling in his gut. Richard moaned rather loudly at hearing the words, "Good boy, Hiccup, good boy… I want you to tell me before you cum, ok?" He whispered into the boys ear. Hiccup clenched his eyes shut, beginning to feel the white hotness creeping up his body. "I'm g-gonna-" he was cut off by the whole world going white, his body clenching and unclenching, seconds later Richard was spilling his seed into the boy, filling him up with the warm wetness. The man collapsed on Hiccup, panting heavily and kissed his lips roughly. "Good boy, Hiccup." And then sleep overtook him.
Hiccup spent the rest of the night in that very uncomfortable position, and was afraid to wake Richard up, thinking he would do it again, so he just laid there, thinking about how he would tell Jack. Maybe if he was lucky his dad would come in and see this, but alas, luck would not have it. At about five a.m. Richard got up and smiled sleepily at Hiccup. "Hey, baby, how'd ya sleep?" "I didn't get any sleep, thanks to this," Hiccup said wriggling his wrists. Richard smiled sadly, "Right, yeah, sorry. Fell asleep didn't I?" He asked undoing the bonds. Hiccup got up stretching out his legs and coddling his wrists, putting a pair of pants on. "Oh, and one more thing babe," Richard said putting all the "toys back in his bag, "Don't tell your little boyfriend about this either. I would rather not have to do something even worse to you…" Bullshit, Hiccup thought, but nodded anyways. After Richard left the house Hiccup sat on his bed and cried. He cried for a solid three hours and then went to take a shower, crying in the warm water, scrubbing so hard that his skin was rubbed raw. All he wanted to do was cleanse himself from the horror he just experienced. He dried off and walked back into his room with the green towel wrapped around his waist when Jack walked in. "Hey Hiccup! I'm ba-" he stopped mid-sentence looking at Hiccups naked torso; this is the most skin he had ever seen on the boy. As it was much to cold to go swimming and Hiccup didn't do sexual contact well, Jack hadn't seen the boy naked at all (ironically though, Hiccup had seen Jack almost naked). Hiccup turned around and his face lit up. "Jack!" He said running up and hugging his boyfriend tightly. The white haired male blushed deeply. "Hey, Hic, how was your night?" He asked hugging the boy back and patted his head. Hiccup froze and thought about what to say. He was about to Jack what happened when he remembered Richards warning, "Don't tell your little boyfriend about this either. I would rather not have to do something even worse to you…" and swallowed. He pulled back and looked into Jacks eyes. "It…It was fine," Hiccup offered, giving a fake smile. Jack smiled back, "Glad to hear I had nothing to worry about."
HOLY SHIT IM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG! D: So do you prefer Longer chapters with a little bit more of a wait, or shorter chapters with not so much wait? Plz tell meh D: well, don't worry about our little Hiccup, things will bet better, so don't be so sad! Stiff upper lip child! Until next time my little cock sluts! OH AND IMPORTANT, IM NOT GONNA UPDATE AGAIN UNTILL I GET AT LEAST ONE REVIEW!