Wanted

by a raindrop of sunshine

I always get what I want -always- and lately my sights have been set on a certain little pony. Dally's not the only with his sight on lil' Pony Curtis. Will he be victorious in winning the little steed, or will some one else snatch him? WARNING: M/M

10. New

Oh here go hell come!

Get ready for a wild ass ride I KNOW you'll enjoy ;D

Like all this storie's chaps, it's worth the wait! And thank you for that!

Pony's life was spiraling downward in a rapid barrel roll. Plummeting deeper into a deep dense crater of depression with no hope of ever escaping from. There was little enlightenment brought upon him from his friends, of what little he got to see of them. He was abandoned in his lonely world, left to fend for himself against the persistent forces that were determined in their quest to drag him down to the pits of self loathing, pity and utter hopelessness. He had no one to go to, no one he could ask for help, to drag him out of this deep ditch he was stuck in. His soul, mind and body battered by his numerous attackers. They cared nothing for his well being, only ever taking from him forcefully. Ponyboy's strength to hold on was waning; his grip slipping as he faded more and more each day.

Ponyboy sat in his seventh period class, trying his best to care for the subject but his interest was just not having it. It was History, and quite frankly he didn't care much that George Washington had crossed the icy Delaware river.

"Mrs. Juncoski, may I use the restroom, please?" Ponyboy asked with a polite dry tone to his voice as he raised his hand. Mrs. Juncoski stopped her lecture briefly to glance at the clock.

"Make it quick Mr. Curtis." the elderly woman said, permitting Ponyboy to leave her class momentarily.

"Yes Mrs. Juncoski, thank you." Ponyboy said as he got out of his desk making his way over to the door.

"Mr. Curtis, the pass." Mrs. Juncoski said to the auburn before he made it out the door, her lightly wrinkled hand pointing at the wooden pass that read, Rm. 173/ Juncoski, "Wouldn't get very far without that in the halls now would you Mr. Curtis." Mrs. Juncoski said.

"No Mrs. Juncoski." Ponyboy said softly as he grabbed the pass, stepping out into the deserted hallway, making his short journey to the bathroom just around the corner.

Ponyboy pushed the bathroom door open with a sigh, walking in with shuffled steps.

"Sup." Came an unfamiliar voice from across the room. Pony's green eyes were greeted by the sight of three brooding Brumly boys smoking a few cancer sticks beneath the window by the far end stalls. Ponyboy nodded in response as he took his business to the farthest urinal from them. Ponyboy had seen them around town with Tim Shepard's gang every so often, keeping the two gangs in touch with one another. They were the scum of Tulsa, true cold blooded hoods with shifty eyes and shady intentions. Their posture, if there even was one to consider, was slouchy and apathetic. Their faces just the same minus the sunken in factor from lack of interest in appetite. The boy that had spoken up had heavy greased jet black hair and brown eyes as piercing as broken glass, his pale skin taut against his jaw. The other boy was a dirty blonde misfit with a shaggy greased cowlick with twisted lips courtesy of a jagged scar slicing through them. The other boy leaning up against the stall's frame looked disheveled and battered, his unkempt brown hair spilling off of his head in thick dirty greased clumped strands, his eyes were deep and doe like and his lips pouty and misdeeming.

"Ya wanna tag out with us?" The black haired boy of the Brumly boys asked, exhaling a stream of smoke as he eyed the auburn up.

"What?" Ponyboy asked, not quite catching the other boy's lingo.

"Ya know, tag out man, like cut." The black haired boy said before taking another drag on his stick.

"Uh, nah man, 't's cool." Pony said, trying to sway with their lingo, unzipping his pants as he proceeded to relieve himself.

"Wanna huff?" The black haired boy asked as he offered his lit cigarette to the auburn, pulling himself off the wall he was leaning against, passing it to the dirty blonde haired boy when Ponyboy declined his offer.

"Yer Dallas's piece aint'cha?" The dirty blonde haired boy asked, taking a drag on the cigarette as he stared at the auburn with slit eyes.

"What'cha mean?" Ponyboy asked, finding their interpretation of the English language rather difficult to understand seeing as how they made their own spin off of it.

"You roughin' it up with 'im, doin' the nasty y'eh?" The blonde asked, thrusting his pelvis forward as he put his hands in front of him; dry humping the air to help indicate the two's sexual life. Ponyboy's ears grew hot at the boy's question and wasn't entirely sure how he should go about answering it if at all.

"Roy, Winston's in da stack house, 'member?" The black haired boy said, smacking his friend on the shoulder as if to make him remember.

"Your nights must get pretty lonely, y'eh?" Roy said, taking another drag on the cigarette before handing it back to his friend.

"Think you could ever use some company?" The black haired boy asked with a leer as he made his way closer to the auburn. Ponyboy's ears felt like they were engulfed in flames they were burning so badly from the boys' words. Pony kept his eyes fixed forward in an attempt to evade the boys' pressing questions.

"We'll keep you company while Dallys' in jail." Roy said with a smirk as his eyes slanted in a glowering leer.

"Le' me see it, woudja?" A breathy voice hit the shell of Ponyboy's ear, making the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end as a tremor rippled down his spine.

"What!?" Ponyboy asked, dumbfounded by the hood's words, looking over his shoulder at the boy.

"Oh, just a peep, eh?" The black haired boy asked, reaching around Ponyboy's waist to his stomach, roaming south for Pony's groin.

"Quit it!" Ponyboy said, pulling away from the hood's prying hand, readjusting his pants quickly as he spun out of the boy's arms. Roy and the other hood made their way over hastily.

"Aww, don't go doin' that." The boy chuckled, stepping closer to Ponyboy.

"What's the game of havin' it if ya just gonna keep it to yerself?" Roy asked with a smirk. "C'mon, I'll share mine with ya." He purred, grabbing Pony's hand and pressing it to his groin, keeping it there despite the auburn's attempts to pull away.

"What's your deal?" Ponyboy snapped, pulling his hand away, making the boys laugh.

"You're somethin' kid." The black haired kid laughed as he stepped closer to Pony. "Something I'd like to get inside." The boy leered, pressing Ponyboy against the tiled wall. "Oh, you'd like me inside ya, I promise that." The boy chuckled, pressing his body closer to Pony's.

"Get off!" Ponyboy demanded as he tried to shove the hood away from him.

"As if yer wingy is big enough, Ricky!" Roy laughed, pulling Ricky away from Ponyboy, taking his place. "Betcha'd like me instead, I'm packin' hefty." the dirty blonde purred as he leaned forward with a smirk.

"Who ya kiddin', yer wingy aint nothin' but covered with schutz!" Ricky scoffed, nudging Roy away from Ponyboy.

"Like you would know!" Roy scoffed back, shoving Ricky away from the auburn and taking his place. Roy pulled Ponyboy's hips to his roughly, a smirk slicing his lips. "How ya like me against ya, feels good y'eh?" Roy asked, slowly grinding his pelvis against Pony's.

"Quit it!" Ponyboy gritted, shoving at Roy's shoulders, making the hood falter backwards.

"Hahaha! He don't want'chu Roy boy!" Ricky laughed, grabbing a hold of Ponyboy's arm and pulling him towards him.

"Let off!" Ponyboy snapped, only to be held and pressed tightly against Ricky's body.

"Mmn, c'mon babe, we'll have a good time." Ricky growled lowly as his hand dipped into the back of Ponyboy's jeans.

"Let go! Get off!" Ponyboy shrieked as he squirmed in Ricky's hold.

"C'mon, quit that! You'll feel good, promise." Ricky laughed, loving how Ponyboy twisted and wriggled to break free from his hold.

"Stop, just let go!" Ponyboy hissed, trying to shove Ricky off of him.

"Hey, c'mon now, quit yer fussin' and -"

WHAP!

"Oh sonuvabitch! What the hell was that!?" Ricky screeched, rubbing his sore ear.

"Ah! God damn!" Roy yelped as something hit his neck with a painful sting.

"Who's there!?" Ricky growled as he was hit another time.

"That'd be me." Two-Bit said as he came around the corner of the entry way of the bathroom. His arms were covered up too the middle of his forearms with rubber bands.

"And who the fuck are you?" Roy asked, his neck already swelling painfully red.

"I'm the mother fuckin' Rubber-band Crusader, bitch! That's who I am!" Two-Bit shouted, flinging another several rubber bands at the hoods, nailing each of them. Shouts and yelps echoed throughout the bathroom as rubber bands spliced the air, hitting their targets.

"Augh! Lets get out of here man!" Roy shouted as he ran out the bathroom, the rest of the Brumly boys following close behind.

"Best be gettin'!" Two-Bit shouted as he watched the boys take off out of the bathroom. "Shoot, toughest hoods in Tulsa and they run like a bunch of sissies!" Two-Bit laughed as he looked at the auburn, his Cheshire smile gleaming and big. "Ya alright, they didn't hurt ya none did they?" Two-Bit asked, his face plastered with concern as he watched Pony's body shake.

"If I hadn't already gone, I think I would've damn neared pissed myself Two-Bit." Ponyboy laughed, his abdomen in stitches from his hard laughter.

"It's all in a day's work." Two-Bit laughed, relieved that the auburn had only been out of breath from his laughter and that he wasn't having a seizure or something. "C'mon, lets get out of here." Two-Bit said, slinging his arm over Pony's shoulders, leading him towards the door.

"But I have class." Ponyboy said as he realized that Two-Bit had no intention of sticking around school as they made their way down the stairs.

"Do you really want to stay here?" Two-Bit said with a dry tone, waggling his eyebrows at the auburn, making him laugh.

"Not really." said with a sigh.

"Good, 'cause then I would've had to kidnap your ass." Two-Bit said with a wry look in his eye as he opened a door, making their way out to the parking lot hastily as to not get caught.

"Where we goin'?" Ponyboy asked as he hopped into the passenger seat as Two-Bit settled himself at the wheel.

"Around." Two-Bit said with a smirk and a wink, pulling out of the school parking lot with a loud screech. "It's too late ta catch us now!" Two-Bit hollered as he peeled on to the road, swinging his wheel harshly making Ponyboy slide across the seat closer to him. "Well hey there!" Two-Bit said with a big smile, slinging his arm across the backrest as he lightly cradled Pony's shoulders.

"Hey yourself." Ponyboy said with a smirk, taking comfort in Two-Bit's presence as he leaned against him. Two-Bit moved his arm down until it rested on Pony's shoulders, keeping it there when he found no resistance from the auburn. Two-Bit made everything feel alright, like nothing could ever get him, and Ponyboy appreciated and loved that about Two-Bit. "Thanks for doin' that for me, ya know, helpin' me out back there." Ponyboy said, his green eyes gazing up at Two-Bit.

"It's no problem Pony." Two-Bit said, holding the auburn closer to him. "Hey Pony?" Two-Bit asked as he pulled off the main road on to a dirt road with loose gravel.

"Yeah Two-Bit?" Ponyboy asked back as they pulled into a massive open field.

"Is it… Would it be alright if I, if I kissed you again?" Two-Bit said with a soft hue of red on his cheeks as he turned off the car. Ponyboy blushed at Two-Bit's words and smiled softly.

"I don't see why not." Ponyboy said softly as he placed his hand on Two-Bit's knee. Two-Bit turned as he leaned towards Ponyboy as he craned his neck to meet Two-Bit's lips with his. "Mnh." Ponyboy moaned softly as Two-Bit leaned forward until he had the auburn on his back as he straddled him carefully. 'I could just slip away with his every touch.' Ponyboy thought as a heavy flush plagued his face and chest, his eyes glossed over and cloudy. Two-Bit's hands knew just where to touch to make the auburn tremble.

"Pony, ya alright?" Two-Bit asked as Ponyboy shuddered with his every touch.

"I've just missed being touched like this is all." Ponyboy said just above a whisper, wrapping his arms around Two-Bit's neck, pulling him closer until their lips met once more.

"Mngh." Two-Bit moaned as his lips locked with Ponyboy's, pressing himself against the auburn tightly.

"Ahnh, Two-Bit." Ponyboy breathed out as Two-Bit's hand dipped deep into the front of his jeans unexpectedly.

"I'll do you, you do me." Two-Bit breathed into Ponyboy's ear, putting the auburn's hand down his pants, moaning at the sensation of the younger greaser's touch on his dick.

"Mnmph!" Ponyboy moaned as Two-Bit stroked him slowly, too lost in his own pleasure and inexperience to stroke Two-Bit's aching length.

"Just do what I do." Two-Bit said softly against Ponyboy's jaw, stroking Ponyboy slowly in a tender grip.

"Uhngh!" Ponyboy moaned in delight as Two-Bit tapped his fingertips across his scrotum with feather light touches.

"Mnngh!" Two-Bit moaned as Ponyboy complied, stroking his shaft with fluid pumps. Two-Bit sped his strokes up, eliciting pleasurable reciprocation from the auburn as well as orgasmic pants and mewls.

"Mnnugh! Two-Bit!" Ponyboy mewled softly in the rusty-haired greaser's ear, nearing his climax. Ponyboy pumped Two-Bit faster, hoping the greaser would pump him just as quick.

"Ughngh! Pony." Two-Bit grunted, pumping even quicker than the auburn, earning a moan of appreciation from the younger greaser. Both greasers neared their climax closer and closer as they pumped one another faster and faster in unison.

"Aghgnhmghngh!" their moans conjumbled into one as they both came into one another's hands. Their heavy pants filled the space and the silence in the car.

"We should probly get back to yer house." Two-Bit panted out as he adjusted his pants, wiping his hand off on his pant leg.

"Y- yeah, I guess so." Ponyboy panted out, still trying to catch his breath and regain composure.

"You can lay down for a bit, I don't mind ya sleepin' on the way there." Two-Bit said as he started up the car, putting it in gear. Ponyboy took Two-Bit up on his offer and fell asleep right where he laid as Two-Bit drove along.

"Pony, Ponyboy wake up." Two-Bit said as he shook the auburn, disrupting the boy's nap.

"Oh damn, what am I gonna say to Darry? I'm home way too early for a school day." Ponyboy said nervously as realization hit him.

"Don't worry, just pretend you got a stomach bug and I'll drag ya in." Two-Bit said with a reassuring smile.

"Alright, ya sure it'll work?" Ponyboy asked hesitantly as he opened the door.

"I'm sure, just let me get over to your side so I can help you out, 'kay?" Two-Bit said as he got out of the car, hustling his way over to Pony's side. "Easy now." Two-Bit said as he helped Ponyboy out of the car. "Start groaning, sound like you're sick." Two-Bit whispered as he slung Pony's arm over his shoulder as he hooked his arm under Pony's armpit. "Wobble a bit," Two-Bit said, "and hunch." Two-Bit nearly smiled to himself with how well Ponyboy was pulling this all off.

"Ohh, ugh! My stomach, ahghghhh!" Ponyboy groaned and moaned as they made their way up the porch steps, reaching the door.

"Ya really got to sell it Pone." Two-Bit said before they headed inside, socking Ponyboy hard in the gut with his fist. Ponyboy began to cough sputter, wheeze and gag as his stomach coiled in pain as Two-Bit dragged him into the house.

"Auuhgh! Oh God!" Ponyboy groaned loudly as he doubled over in pain clutching his battered stomach.

"What happened!?" Darry asked as he shot up from his chair, practically throwing the newspaper from his hands when he saw Ponyboy in such a pathetic condition.

"Ughh, ohhhh ah ha ha!" Ponyboy moaned as Two-Bit plopped him down on the couch rather haphazardly and clumsily.

"Pony got some kind of stomach bug in school, found 'im blowin' chunks in the boy's bathroom." Two-Bit said as Darry rushed over to the couch.

"Is he gonna be alright?" Darry asked as he ran his hand over Pony's forehead.

"What am I some kinda Doctor or somethin'?" Two-Bit said, "It'll probly pass in a couple days if it's just a stomach bug." Two-Bit suggested with a shrug.

"Well, can you watch him tonight?" Darry asked as he moved away from the couch, making his way into the kitchen.

"I really cant Dar, my mom needs me ta watch my little sister tonight, I already promised her." Two-Bit said with an apologetic shrug, watching as Darry filled a cup up with water.

"Alright, thanks anyway." Darry said as he walked back into the living room. "Ponyboy sit up." Darry said in a demanding voice, watching as his youngest brother shakily did so. "Drink this." Darry ordered as he shoved the glass into his brother's hand before heading back into the kitchen, returning with an empty garbage pale. "So ya don't have to go far." Darry muttered before heading back over to his chair, picking up his news paper and continued reading.

"Well I guess I'll be headin' out." Two-Bit said as he made his way out the door.

"Look's like Steve's watching you today." Darry stated flatly as he filled his cup with water from the faucet. Ponyboy perked up at his brother's words, visibly shuddering. "I already told him if he ever pulled another stunt like that I'd kick his head in." Darry said as if trying to reassure the auburn that everything was taken care of.

What in Darry's right mind thought it was a great idea for Steve to watch his youngest brother once more after the last stunt the brunette had pulled was past Ponyboy. He was honestly beginning to believe that his eldest brother hated him if he were willing to have him endure hours of torment from Steve god damn fuckin' Randel.

Ponyboy sat on the couch as he read his book, not particularly into the story but chose it over the T.V. which had little channels to begin with and none of which interested him as he tried to nurse his bruised stomach courteous of Two-Bit.

"Can't somebody else watch me?" Pony asked with a bit of gritted tone.

"Two-Bit's busy, me and Soda'll be in work, Dal-"

"What about Johnny?" Ponyboy cut his brother off to ask, it pained him every time he heard the hood's name.

"You're kiddin' me." Darry said with a shallow glower.

"Why not? He's older than me." Ponyboy said as if to persuade his brother

"By a year Pone." Darry added with a scoff, taking a sip from his cup.

"'Sides I at least like Johnny." Ponyboy grumbled, a slight hue of red adorning his cheeks at his words.

"Doesn't matter, I haven't seen Johnny around at all today even if I were planning on asking 'im." Darry said with a fold of his arms. "Steve should be here in a bit anyways." Darry said as he made his way to the living room.

"What if-"

"Ponyboy I don't want to hear it." Darry gritted, cutting his kid brother short, brushing past him as he walked into the living room, gathering his things for work.

"But what if I just hang by the DX with Soda?" Ponyboy asked as he followed his brother around the room as he grabbed his tools.

"Sure." Darry said as he slipped his hammer into his tool belt.

"Really?" Ponyboy said excitedly, his spirit rising.

"With Steve." Darry said as he grabbed his jacket, "Besides he's already here." Darry said, looking out the window as the greaser pulled in. Ponyboy was too deafened by the sound of his hopes and spirit shattering into millions of pieces to hear the sound of Steve's shit-mobile pulling up. Accepting his defeat, Ponyboy threw himself onto the couch, snatching his book in his hands continuing where he'd left off. "Well, I'm off." Darry said as he pushed the screen door open, letting it slam.

"Hey Dar." Steve said as he made his way up the porch steps, stopped by the eldest Curtis brother as he reached the porch.

"Now I don't want no monkey business ya hear." Darry warned, his hand wagging as his finger jutted out at the greaser.

"Yeah I hear ya." Steve said, swinging the screen door open as he stepped into the house.

"A'right, see ya 'round ten." Darry said as he made his way down the walk to his truck.

"See ya then." Steve hollered out the door as Darry started up his truck before pulling off. Looking over to the auburn laying placid on the couch with a book in hand, he slammed the screen door with a forceful shove purposely, smirking as Ponyboy jumped. "Hey dick lips, get me a beer." Steve ordered the younger greaser cockily as he sauntered into the living room, plopping on to the couch. "Did ya hear me penis breath?" Steve growled as he nudged Pony's shin harshly with his foot, agitated that he was being ignored by the auburn.

"Get it your fucking self." Ponyboy snapped back.

"Better watch that sweet little mouth of yer's if ya know what's good for ya." Steve threatened, giving a sharp kick too Ponyboy's shin.

"Fuck off." Ponyboy growled under his breath as he pulled his battered leg back, ignoring the desperation to rub his sore shin as not to give Steve the satisfaction that he'd hurt him.

"Get off your ass and get me a beer." Steve growled, kicking Ponyboy in his knees.

"Ahh, get it yourself fuck face, your legs ain't broken!" Ponyboy hissed, pulling his legs in closer to himself.

"Nah, but your's are about ta be if ya don't get up." Steve threatened as he pulled his leg back for another kick. "Go 'fore I kick ya again." Steve sneered at the glaring auburn.

"Can't fucking believe this." Ponyboy grumbled under his breath as he slammed his book down on the coffee table, getting up from the couch as he made his way to the kitchen.

"At'a boy, slow on the up take but ya got it!" Steve sarcastically praised the younger greaser, his eyes fixated on the auburn's ass as he walked into the kitchen. 'Damn would I dip into that!' Steve thought, caressing his groin at the idea of his cock burrowing deep into the boy's tight ass.

"Fucking asshole." Ponyboy gritted as he yanked the fridge door open, pulling out a beer bottle from the drawer before slamming the fridge door. "Here." Ponyboy gritted as he tossed the bottle to Steve.

"Watch the attitude." Steve warned the auburn, glowering at the auburn as he set his beer on the coffee table. Ponyboy ignored Steve as he snatched his book off the table, making his way to the stairs with heavy pounding steps. "Where the fuck do you think yer goin'?" Steve barked as he shot up from the couch.

"Where does it look like I'm going, upstairs." Ponyboy snarled as he gripped the railing, only to be yanked back with harsh hands.

"Like hell you are." Steve gritted as he pulled the boy back over to the couch.

"Let go!" Ponyboy yelled as he pulled against the older greaser. "I'll pop ya one right in the face!" Pony threatened as he tugged against Steve's grip. His words only made the elder greaser chuckle.

"I'd like ta see ya try." Steve laughed, letting go of the boy's arm, turning towards him. "Gimme yer best sho-"

THMPNK!

Ponyboy landed his fist quick and hard against Steve's face, hitting him square in the jaw. It was a cheap shot and he knew it, but Ponyboy couldn't help but take pride in his accomplishment of nailing him.

"You little spit fuck!" Steve growled dangerously, lunging for the auburn. Ponyboy back stepped quickly away from the older greaser, trying to evade Steve's grabbing hands as he tore after him. Ponyboy dashed towards the kitchen in hopes of escaping through the back door. "Sonuvabitch." Steve gritted lowly, snatching a hold of the auburn's right arm just before he made it through the doorway too the kitchen. Steve yanked Ponyboy back sharply into the living room, he wasn't going to let the auburn get away form him that easily.

"Augh!" Ponyboy grunted as he was shoved against the living room wall face first roughly. Hissing in pain as his entrapped arm was painfully twisted behind him and pinned between his shoulder blades. "Let go!" Pony gritted as he tried wriggling his arm out of Steve's clutches.

"Don't fuckin' think so." Steve snarled, fisting a hand full of auburn locks as he yanked Pony's head back.

"Ahnh." Ponyboy whimpered as Steve twisted his hair painfully, wincing as the grip tightened around his arm. "Let go of me!" Ponyboy yelled, jerking his body as if to loosen Steve's grip.

"Not a goddamn chance Pony." Steve growled dangerously, pulling the auburn's arm further up his back, making the boy yelp in pain.

"Steve stop, uncle!" Ponyboy hollered, desperate to get out of Steve's grasp.

"I don't play that game." Steve hissed, digging his dirty blunt nails into Pony's arm, adoring how the boy hissed in pain.

"Ah, Steve stop!" Ponyboy shouted as Steve tightened his already vise like grip on his wrist.

"Why should I Pony?" Steve snarled, pressing his lips to the auburn's ear, releasing his grip on the boy's hair. His hand roamed south for Pony's groin, loving the shudder that ran up the boy's spine as his fingers ghosted over the waistline of his jeans.

"Steve no, stop." Pony's voice quivered, his free hand grabbing a hold of Steve's hand, twisting in an attempt to get away. Steve quickly shook the teen's hand off, grabbing both the auburn's hands in a swift movement before pinning them to the wall above Pony's head with one hand. "Ngh!" Ponyboy groaned as he tried to pull his wrists out of Steve's unrelenting hold.

"No one's here to save you Pony." Steve purred against the boy's ear sickeningly as he undid the front of Pony's jeans with his free hand.

"Stop!" Ponyboy yelled, thrashing his hips in an attempt to stop the brunette's hand from undoing his pants. "Get off! Let go, let go, stop!" Ponyboy screamed, thrashing and twisting the best he could to get Steve off of him. Ignoring the auburn's disapproval as he thrust his hand down the boy's pants, pressing him tightly to the wall with his pelvis, inhaling deeply as his groin was flush against the boy's ass.

"Get off!" Ponyboy growled, trying to press back against the brunette in an attempt to break free, only working to his captor's advantages. Steve forced Pony's hips backwards, keeping the boy's ass fixed against his pelvis as his hand held him their by his groin.

"Mmm, how ya like that Pone?" Steve asked as he caressed Ponyboy's cock, making the auburn twitch and spasm uncomfortably.

"Stop!" Ponyboy hissed, bending his knees in tight, shifting his hips backwards from the prying rough hand, only pressing his ass tighter against Steve's groin unintentionally.

"Quit avoidin' it and just enjoy Pony." Steve chuckled against Pony's ear, "Ya know ya want it." Steve murmured against the boy's ear, nipping at it tenderly.

"No I don't! Stop, I don't want this! Get off!" Ponyboy shouted, thrashing violently to break away from the older greaser.

"Mmn." Steve groaned lowly as Ponyboy squirmed, every jerk the auburn made only made his dick harden. "Keep doin' that Pone, yer ass feels fine against my cock." Steve moaned, gripping the auburn's dick in his hand, making the boy cry out as he pumped it with quick strokes.

"Let go of me, get off!" Ponyboy shrieked, twisting his hips in an attempt to shake him off. "I'll tell!" Ponyboy screamed, "I'll tell everyone. I'll tell Sodapop!" Ponyboy was whirled around so quickly and slammed back against the wall, wincing in pain.

"No one's going to believe you." Steve hissed, viciously grabbing a hold of Ponyboy's jaw, digging his fingers into the boy's cheeks sharply, watching as he winced in pain. "Who the fuck would believe you?" Steve snarled.

"Soda would beli-" Ponyboy gritted as he gripped Steve's arm, only to be silenced as Steve interjected.

"He wouldn't believe a damn word ya had to spit out!" Steve scoffed, forcing Pony's head back against the wall, digging his fingers in deeper. "No one would believe what a god damn kid had ta say!" Steve gritted, thrusting his leg in between Ponyboy's thighs, making the boy jolt. "Darry wouldn't believe ya, he'd say that you're head is in the damn clouds just like it always fuckin' is 'cause ya never fuckin' think!" Steve hissed, throwing the auburn to the floor with vicious force.

"Aughn!" Ponyboy grunted as he hit the floor hard, quickly being straddled and pinned down by the brunette. "Ngh!" Pony gritted as he struggled against Steve as he tried to pin his wrists down, despite his efforts he was inevitably dominated.

"And forget about Two-Bit 'n' Johnny!" Steve gritted as he clasped another fistful of greased auburn locks. "Two-Bit's a goddamn drunk fool, and Johnny wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it anyway." Steve hissed in Pony's face.

"You don't know that! They're my friends!" Ponyboy shouted, struggling against the older greaser.

"Oh I know so Pony, if they were your friends they'd be here instead of me." Steve growled. "Two-Bit's 'busy', my ass! Busy gettin' drunk off his ass and chasin' broads, and Johnny's 'probly with him." Steve gritted. "And you can just forget about Soda, he loves my dick and would pick it over you any day." Steve purred next to Ponyboy's ear as he rubbed the boy roughly through his jeans. "He begs for it every night, wantin' me ta fuck 'im so hard he can't walk the next day." Steve growled . "You want my cock don't you, Pony?" Steve said hotly against the boy's throat, slipping his hand into Ponyboy's pants, loving how the boy wriggled beneath him. "Ya wanna beg for it like Soda does. He begs me ta pound his deep ass all night, ya want that don't you Ponyboy? You want my dick deep in that tight virgin ass of yers, don't ya, hmm?" Steve gritted into Pony's ear, caressing the auburn's dick with his hand.

"No! Get the fuck off of me!" Ponyboy cried out, thrashing violently beneath the brunette. "Get off of me! Stop!" Ponyboy screamed at Steve.

"No one's going to come for you Ponyboy, just give in." Steve gritted in the boy's ear. "You can't win. I'm stronger than you." Steve said lowly, holding Pony's wrists in place as he thrashed beneath him relentlessly. "You can't stop me from having my way with you." Steve growled in Pony's ear as he stroked him slowly. "You're mine Ponyboy." Steve's breath fanned across the auburn's neck, making the boy shudder involuntarily. "I'll make ya feel so good Pone." Steve murmured against Pony's neck, smirking as he ran his slick tongue over the auburn's throat, giving himself pleasure knowing that it bothered the greaser as he shuddered beneath him. Ponyboy panicked as Steve began to undo the front of his own pants.

"Steve no, please!" Ponyboy nearly cried, watching in horror as the brunette shimmied his hips as he pulled his pants and underwear down, revealing his throbbing cock.

"Let's get yours out to play." Steve purred lowly, pulling Pony's jeans down to his thighs in a fluid yank. Ponyboy shivered as the air hit his bare skin, wanting nothing more than for his life to escape him as he lay helpless on the floor, at the will of the beast above him. To die right then and there would be the greatest pleasure.

"Please stop." Ponyboy begged, his voice raspy and horse from his consistent yells of protest, his voice nearly as dead as him.

"I haven't even gotten started Pony." Steve chuckled darkly as he leered at the boy, a smirk slicing his lips as the boy's body shuttered beneath his touch. "Mnnm!" Steve moaned as he gripped his and the auburn's dick in his hand, gliding his hand down both their shafts slowly.

"Nh!" Ponyboy whimpered as Steve's hand reached the base of their dicks. As much as he wanted to deny the pleasure his body said otherwise. "Ahn!" Ponyboy panted as Steve's strokes grew in pace and pressure. "Agh, no!" Pony shook softly as pleasure coursed through his body, he didn't want this despite what his body felt. "Mngh!" Ponyboy couldn't stop the moan that seeped past his lips.

"You like this don't you Pony?" Steve smirked as he watched the auburn writhe beneath him.

"Ngh stop, ahnh!" Ponyboy panted, his strength depleting as his body was consumed with tainted pleasure. "Mnggh! Don't do this!" Pony whimpered pathetically, trying desperately to fight off the urges of arousal.

"You want this Pony." Steve whispered huskily into the auburn's ear, stroking their shafts in his calloused hand, making the boy shudder and twitch with each caress. "Your dick is so hard in my hand." Steve purred, loving how Ponyboy gasped as he ran his thumb over the tip of the auburn's cock.

"Mmmnph!" Ponyboy bit down on his lips, keeping his moans contained for the sake of his pride. "Stop! Steve, please!" Ponyboy begged, twisting his wrists in Steve's grasp.

"Tell me you like this." Steve gritted in the auburn's ear, licking and suckling on Pony's throat as he continued to stroke him.

"N-no, I don't want this, stop." Ponyboy rasped, fighting his ever growing urge to give into the brunette and his actions.

"Say it." Steve whispered against Pony's ear, stroking the auburn painfully slowly, grazing his blunt nails over the boy's shaft. Ponyboy kept his silence despite the brunette's demand.

"I'd be lying if I did." Ponyboy gritted, spitting in the brunette's face, aggravating the beast above him. Steve released Ponyboy's cock from his grasp, swiping the spittle from his face.

"Ahughnh!" Ponyboy yelped as Steve shoved three thick fingers into his entrance roughly.

"So fucking tight!" Steve gritted as he thrust his fingers in and out of Ponyboy.

"Ah! Stop!" Ponyboy cried out in pain, the brunette's dry fingers were tearing and stabbing into him clumsily due to the brunette's animalistic haste. "Please!" Pony whimpered as he thrashed his hips in an attempt to evade Steve's fingers.

"Mmph, fuckin' take it!" Steve gritted, pumping his fingers in, loving how his hand was swallowed up by the auburn's plump ass cheeks. "This is all you're good for." Steve hissed in Ponyboy's ear, drinking up the pathetic whimper that escaped the auburn's lips. "No better than a sleazy whore." Steve gritted, shoving his fingers in harshly, watching as the boy jolted in pain from the rough thrust of his fingers. "Nothing but a bitch aren't you?" Steve growled lowly, lapping at Ponyboy's lips with his tongue, the auburn immediately turning his face away in disgust. "Just a fucking cum slut!" Steve gritted out.

"Stop, Steve no, please." Ponyboy choked out, clenching his teeth in pain as the brunette spread his fingers.

"I'm gonna give the little cum slut just what he's been begging for!" Steve growled, pulling his fingers out of the auburn hastily.

"Aghhngh!" Ponyboy whimpered as Steve grabbed a hold of his thighs and pulled him roughly across the carpet. Steve quickly clambered on top of the auburn's torso as he knelt on Pony's elbows and sitting on his chest, making it hard for Ponyboy to breath.

"Mmmn yeah, you want this, right cum slut." Steve groaned as he caressed his erect cock against Ponyboy's cheek. Ponyboy grimaced as Steve proceeded to tap him in the face repeatedly with his dick. "Mnnmh!" Steve moaned as he began to pump his dick fiercely in front of Pony's face. "Augh, yeah! I'm gon- gonnna! Auuughghgh!" Steve grunted, cumming hard over Pony's face, riding out his orgasm as he spurted his cum in dribs and drabs on the auburn's face. Ponyboy grimaced as Steve's load spewed onto his face, his stomach churning in revulsion. "Go clean yourself off you dirty skank, you're fucking disgusting!" Steve spat at the auburn with a contemptuous snarl, shoving himself off of Ponyboy roughly. Ponyboy dragged himself off of the floor, fixing his clothes as he stood up, hating his very existence to ever have let Steve do that to him. It was his fault, everything was his fault, he could never do anything right. He stripped off his clothes once he made it too the bathroom, wishing that he could just peel his skin off along with it. He felt disgusting, filthy, dirty, worthless garbage, pondering whether Steve was right, if being a cum slut was all he was good for. The water could never be hot enough to wash away the filth from his skin, not even the holiest of holy water could cleanse his body. He felt worthless, he could never amount to anything in life, just a no good low life of a greaser is all he could ever be.

Everything seemed to be in a haze, he didn't remember coming out of the shower, getting dressed, getting into Steve's car but yet they were at the DX and Soda was handing him a Pepsi.

"Here ya go Pone." Soda said with a smile, watching as his younger brother took the bottle from him.

"Thanks." Ponyboy muttered softly, saying nothing more. Dieing on the inside, wanting nothing more than to tell Soda, but he wouldn't believe him. Just like Steve had said.

"Hey Steve, could ya come here for a bit? I need ya ta check on a car for me in the garage." Soda said with a grin to his lips.

"Sure, no prob' Soda." Steve said as he made his way over to his friend a bit hurriedly. The two made their way to the garage entrance, quickly disappearing from sight of the store.

"C'mere." Steve growled lowly, grabbing a hold of Soda, throwing him down on the hood of the car roughly. Soda leered approvingly as Steve settled between his legs, immediately undoing the front of his DX shirt, pulling up the white undershirt above his perky tan nipples.

"Mngh!" Soda moaned as his and Steve's lips collided in a demanding kiss, biting at one another's lips with their greedy teeth. Soda groaned as Steve's hands wandered over his body, arching to meet his heated touch.

"Ahhgh!" Steve groaned as Soda's eager hands worked his pants, quickly diving into his briefs without permission, not that he needed one. Steve hastily reciprocated Soda's ministrations, tugging at the front of Soda's pants before yanking them down swiftly to his thighs.

"Ahnnhgh!" Soda groaned in pleasure as Steve grabbed a hold of his cock in his clenched fist and pumped him rapidly. "Mnngh, fuck me!" Soda moaned throatily as Steve attacked his chest and abdomen with bites and kisses, latching his fists into Steve's hair tightly. "Oh! Ahh, yeah!" Soda cried as three slick fingers were shoved into his anus, quickly swallowing them deeply into his ass. "Mngh, fuck yeah!" Soda growled, biting at the brunette's bottom lip, grinding it between his teeth tenderly.

"Ah, beg for it!" Steve growled, shoving Soda back down on the car, attacking his chest mercilessly with kisses and bites, teasing his entrance with his fingers.

"Oh god just give me your fucking cock Steve! I need it in me now!" Soda growled as he fisted a handful of Steve's hair in his hand. "Aughngh, fuck yes!" Soda growled lowly as Steve complied to the greaser's demand, thrusting his cock deep into Soda's ass.

"Auugh!" Steve grunted as his cock was swallowed up by Soda's deep ass. "Mmmph, fuck, ahh!" Steve groaned as he pumped his cock into the greaser beneath him.

"Mmnnm," Soda moaned, pressing his lips tightly against Steve's, slipping his tongue into the brunette's mouth. Their tongues tangled and rubbed against one another feverishly as their kiss deepened more and became more vigorous. "Harder!" Soda growled against Steve's ear, nipping at it tenderly, getting just what he asked for. "Auuuhngh, Steve!" Soda groaned as Steve pounded into him with earth splitting thrusts.

"Augh! Aughngh!" Steve groaned as he began to hit his climax, plowing the deep ass at the end of his twitching rock hard cock. "Mmnph! Take it! Take it! Fuckin' take it bitch!" Steve grunted as Soda shuddered as he came all over his chest and abdomen. "Auunghghngh! Fuck!" Steve groaned out loudly as he ejaculated in Soda's ass.

"Mghn." Soda panted out, watching as Steve pulled his limp cock out of his ass.

"Ahngh." Steve growled as he clutched the back of Soda's head in a demanding kiss, possessively pulling the greaser off of the hood of the car. "Get dressed and head back ta work." Steve growled lowly with a coy smirk, smacking Soda's playfully as he pulled up his pants.

-xXx-

Heavy boots made their way down the corridor towards a particular hood's cell, the sound of their heavy steps reverberated off of the walls of the cell block along with the sound of a night stick clanking against the cell doors. Mitchell's keys clinked against his hip as he stopped in front of the cell which held his recent plaything. A sly smile slipped past his lips as he leered at the blonde leaning promiscuously against the cool iron bars with his bare chest as his arms reached high above his head as his hands grasped the bars loosely. Mitchell stepped closer to the cell door, pressing his body lightly against the bars towards the enticing young blonde. Dallas slid his hands down the bars until they were down to about his hips.

"How's it hangin' Mitch?" Dallas purred softly, as he slipped his hand out, sliding his fingers over the front of Mitchell's waistband teasingly.

"Why don't you get on your knees and tell me." Mitchell growled lowly with a cocky grin, knocking against the iron bars with his night stick. The hood obliged with a smirk, keeping his eyes locked with Mitchell's as he made his way down slowly. "Mmm." Mitchell moaned as the hood caressed his length through his pants, making his pants grow tighter as the blonde suckled and lapped at his nightstick. Dallas took it upon himself to lap at the bulge in Mitchell's pants with his tongue, getting a groan of approval from the guard as he placed his hand at the back of the blonde's head. The hood caressed Mitchell's thighs tenderly with his hands, with each lap of his tongue and kiss of his lips and light nip of his teeth, his saliva began to saturate the front of the man's pants. "Take me in your mouth." Mitchell hissed hastily as he thrust his pelvis in the hood's face.

"As you wish." Dallas breathed out as he undid the front of Mitchell's pants, keeping his eyes locked with the guard's.

"Aghugh!" Mitchell moaned as Dallas engulfed his entire cock, sucking and bobbing with great vigor. "Ah, yeah! Take that cock in deep!" Mitchell groaned as he thrust his hips forward roughly as he held Dallas's face against the bars.

'Want him like ya would want Ponyboy to want ya.' Dally thought to himself bitterly, trying with all his might not to just bite Mitchell's dick off. Repeating it over and over in his mind.

"Stand up." Mitchell ordered the hood, watching the blonde do as he was told as he unlocked the cell door, stepping inside. "Back against the bars." Mitchell growled, smirking as the blonde complied. "Strip." Dallas tugged at the elastic of his waistband until it rested around his ankles. "Hands up." Mitchell sneered as he pulled out his handcuffs, latching one cuff too one wrist, looping the chain around a bar before hooking it too the other wrist.

"Mnngh!" Dallas moaned as Mitchell stroked his semi-erect dick, panting heavily as Mitchell's strokes gained a fast pace. "Ahngh." Dallas groaned as Mitchell's fingers teased and groped at his balls. "Just, mngh!" the hood gritted, tired of Mitchell's cock tease.

"Just what?" Mitchell smirk as he swirled his thumb around the blonde's left testicals. "Is there something that you want to ask me, bitch?" Mitchell purred against the hood's ear, nipping at it tenderly.

"Aughnh, Mitchell fuck me!" Dallas nearly pleaded, getting just what he wanted. Mitchell grabbed the back of the hood's thighs and rested the blonde's calves on the crooks of his thick muscular arms as he thrust into the blonde with his hard cock.

"Auunghnghh!" Dallas moaned throatily as he was impaled on Mitchell's engorged cock and fucked so hard his body slammed against the metal bars.

"Auungh! Take it! Take it! Fuckin' take it ya little bitch!" Mitchell growled as he pounded the hood's ass, loving the moans he was pushing out of the blonde with his cock. "Ugghnnhgh! Get some! Get some! Yeah, fuckin' take it! Fuckin' take it!" Mitchell groaned as he pounded harder and deeper into the hood.

"Augnh! Aughngh!" Dallas grunted as his ass was repeatedly penetrated with Mitchell's massive dick. "Ah! Ahn! Aughhnh!" Dallas moaned as his dick swelled and began to leak, beads of cum seeping to the tip of his aching erection. "Mhmghgha fuck!" Dallas moaned loudly as his cock began to twitch profusely as Mitchell continued to pound his ass deeply.

"Aughaughngh!" Mitchell groaned as he hit his climax, thrusting deep into the hood's ass at the end of his spasming dick as his seed spilled out off Dallas's ass and back splashing onto both of their thighs.

"Ahhnghgngha!" Dallas moaned throatily as he came all over his abdomen and chest. Mitchell released the hood's legs from his grasp, watching as the hood hung there by the handcuffs, his legs having lost circulation and intern were incapable of supporting him.

"You're good to go Winston." Mitchell said as he adjusted his pants, sifting around in his pockets for the cuff keys, pulling them out when finding them and unhooking the limp hood. "Fucked ya good did I Winston?" Mitchell chuckled as he held the wobbly teen up before tossing him on the bed. "Get the blood back in you're legs, shower up, end then ya can get the hell out of here." Mitchell said as he tossed the hood his pants before leaving the cell to carry out his other duties. Dallas couldn't help the smirk that rolled across his lips as he rested up, freedom was his at last. Mitchell soon returned, bringing the hood to the showers, and then he was off to the front of the jail in his clothes that he was dragged in with.

The sun never felt so good on the hood's skin as he stood outside on the jail steps. Filling his lungs deeply as he breathed in the fresh air. Taking his first steps of freedom as he made his way down the stairs. 'Birds flying high you know how I feel.' Dallas thought as he saw a blue jay soaring through the breeze. 'Sun in the sky you know how I feel.' feeling the warmth of the sun caressing his skin so tenderly. His hair whipping in the cool breeze, rustling the trees' leaves above him, 'Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel.' Being enclosed for so many months in a six by eight cell had made freedom taste so incredibly sweet, 'It's a new dawn, it's a new day, it's a new life, for me. And I'm feeling good.' The hood was as elated as he had ever been to get out of that godforsaken place. 'Sleep in peace when the day is done.' Dallas thought to himself, a smile gracing his lips as he pictured a particular auburn in his arms in his bed by the end of the day. 'And this old world is a new world, and a bold world, for me.' This was his town, he new every inch of it, and yet it was all new and exciting at once. 'Oh freedom is mine, and I know how I feel.' the hood thought, having the ever growing feeling of the capability to take the world as his own. 'It's a new dawn' Dallas thought, realizing that he could start anew.

'It's a new day' He could start over, apologize to Ponyboy for what he had done.

'It's a new life for me' Dally thought, he would try to do his best to stay out of jail for Ponyboy, and for himself. 'And I'm feeling good' He felt better because he knew Ponyboy would just be waiting for him as soon as he came through the Curtis's front door, apologize, and then make the sweetest, hottest freakin' love to the kid then fuck his damn brains out.

-xXx-

It was a typical Saturday night consisting of Two-Bit, Johnny and Pony lounging in the living room watching T.V.

"Hey Pony, did you buy a ticket?" Two-Bit asked from the doorway of the kitchen, a slice of chocolate cake in hand.

"A ticket for what?" Ponyboy asked after a moments hesitation, looking over at Johnny with a questioning look. Knowing just as much as Pony, Johnny shrugged his shoulders in response.

"A ticket for the gun show, POW! POW!" Two-Bit exclaimed, flexing his bulky muscular arms, causing the two greasers to laugh.

"Whoa! Better put those things away before ya kill somebody." Ponyboy laughed, playing along with the rusty haired greaser.

"Bit of a small artillery if ya ask me." Johnny said with a chuckle, teasing the older greaser.

"Y'won't be sayin' that when I have Ponyboy in a headlock." Two-Bit said with a waggle of his finger at Johnny, stepping into the living room.

"Hahah- Wait, what?" Ponyboy asked with a tad concerned look.

"You're not that big." Johnny said with a smirk. "'Sides, anyone could take Ponyboy." Johnny laughed. Unexpectedly the floor seemed to be coming a lot closer and a lot faster so suddenly to Johnny. "Ugh!" Johnny hit the floor with his chest, having been shoved from the couch by Ponyboy.

"What were you sayin' Johnny?" Ponyboy asked from his seat on the couch, putting his feet up where Johnny once sat. A sudden bang brought their startled attention to the front door.

"'Sup greasers." Dallas drawled coolly as he sauntered into the living room.

"Hey Dal!" Two-Bit and Johnny said in excited unison. Sure Two-Bit and Dally had their quarrels and are in competition for the same auburn, but that didn't mean they couldn't still be friends through it all when it came down to it. Two-Bit had to admit, he did miss the brooding hood

"So what's been happenin' while I was locked away?" Dallas asked with a smirk as he sat down next to Ponyboy, slinging his arm across the backrest behind the auburn. Noting this action, Ponyboy got up from the couch and made his way upstairs.

"Meh, not much, just the usual." Two-Bit said with a shrug before continuing on. The hood paid no mind to the rusty haired greaser as he watched the auburn ascend the stairs.

"Yeah, that's cool." Dallas tossed over his shoulder as he made his way up the stairs. Finding his way to the auburn's room like he had many times before. The door was open, revealing the auburn standing in the middle of the room with his arms crossed over his chest with his back towards the door. The hood stepped in without permission, walking up to the young greaser until he was flush against him, wrapping the smaller teen in an loose but secure embrace with his arms.

"Don't come in here thinking you can just wrap your damn arms around me like its fucking okay what you did to me!" Ponyboy snapped, turning around fiercely. Catching the blonde off guard with a harsh shove into the dresser, causing a few things to rattle and clamber. Dallas didn't retaliate, he knew he was wrong for treating Pony the way he had, but he sure as hell he didn't get fucked by a damn soc to get out of prison for this. Dallas stepped towards the auburn, enduring what else he had to say. "You really hurt me." Ponyboy choked back under his breath.

"I know." Dallas muttered lowly.

"No you don't! You weren't here for what I went through dammit!" Ponyboy nearly screamed, managing to choke back his pain the best he could, on the verge of tears as he struggled with the over flow of emotions. "You weren't here for me! You've never been there for me!" Ponyboy said angrily. "You just upped and left my ass! Literally!" Ponyboy yelled. Dallas had nothing to say. What was there to say? The kid was right.

"You okay now?" The hood asked, getting tired of this one sided screaming match.

"I'm not okay! I'm not o-fucking-kay!" Dallas stared at Ponyboy questioningly, the auburn couldn't of been getting this worked up over what he'd done, and he sure as hell didn't remember that bruise or cut lip adorning the auburn's face before he left. Ponyboy brushed past Dallas as he made his way to the door, crying out in pain as the hood grasped his bruised wrist tightly, pulling him to him. "Stop, let go!" Ponyboy yelped, trying to yank his wrist out of the blonde's hand, beating his fist against the hood to make him let go. Dally lost his grip on Pony's twisting wrist but still held the auburn's sleeve tightly in his fist. Pony's sleeve rode up his arm as he wriggled more to get loose. Dally's eyes widened at the massive hand shaped bruises on either of the boy's wrists, letting go of Pony immediately, making the auburn stumble backwards.

"What happened while I was gone?" Dallas said warily as he stepped closer to the young greaser. Ponyboy shook his head, pulling his sleeve back down his arm as tears began to pierce the corners of his eyes, wiping them away quickly. "What happened?" Dallas asked again with more demand. Ponyboy was closed up, he couldn't utter a word, he couldn't speak, mute with pain and sorrow and uncertain how to explain. "What happened Ponyboy?" Dallas growled, he needed to know who caused Pony to get like this.

"I- it, was Ste-ve." Pony's voice quavered through his tears, choking softly on his repressed sobs. "And the socs." Ponyboy managed as his body began to tremble.

"What did he do?" Dallas's eye's seeped deep into a dense dark glare as his anger flared. He couldn't get a hold of the socs tonight, but he sure as hell could get a hold of Steve. "What did he do to you Ponyboy?!" Dallas snarled angrily as he gripped the boy by his upper arms, shaking him roughly as if to get the answer out of him.

"He, he, h-e." Ponyboy managed through his tears as he tried to choke it all back.

"He did what!" Dallas gritted through clenched teeth as he tightened his grip on the auburn.

"Molested me." Ponyboy choked out a whisper, gripping two handfuls of the blonde's shirt as he tugged him forward, shoving his face into the hood's chest as sobs wracked his body as he sobbed uncontrollably. "I begged him to stop! I didn't want it, I didn't want." Ponyboy sobbed. Dally wrapped his arms around the boy tightly as he stained his shirt with tears. Ponyboy rehashed all that's been done to him, about Steve, Socs, and hoods that have gotten a hold of him; letting all of his skeletons out of the closet. The auburn blubbered out a few more things to the hood, but was muffled against his chest. Dallas managed to pick up only a few words, 'hate him', 'took advantage of'', 'weak' , 'afraid' , 'alone' ,'used', 'cheated', 'scared'. Each word made the blonde's teeth clench.

"It's okay." Dally said as he rested his chin on top of Pony's head as he rubbed his back slowly and soothingly. "Where is he now?" Dallas asked, pulling away from the auburn so he could tell him.

"T-the DX, h-his shift might be over." Ponyboy stammered and sniveled as he wiped his face of his tears. Dallas let go of the auburn, moving him aside as he made his way out of the room. "Where're you going?" Ponyboy asked as he finally gathered his composure. Dallas didn't answer the auburn as he made his way out the house. Storming down the stairs before pounding out the door, nearly tearing the screen door off it's hinges before making his way down the street.

"Need a lift." a familiar gruff voice asked from the car that pulled up along side him, turning his head to the driver he saw that it was Tim.

"I thought I fucking told you to watch him." Dallas hissed from outside the car as he continued to walk along.

"I have other priorities Winston, babysittin' ain't at the top of 'em." Tim said as he continued to coast down the road. "I did what I could ta keep him outta trouble but that kid is like a fucking magnet." Tim growled. "So where you headin' with that pissed of look of yours?" Tim asked the blonde.

"I'm gonna beat the living fuck out of Steve and then I'm gonna kick his ass." Dallas said coolly with a twinge of a snarl to his voice.

"Ya find out he drugged the damn kid then tried ta fuck 'im?" Tim asked, knowing for sure that the blonde didn't know, just letting it slip for the first time. Dallas yanked open the car door before getting into car and slamming the door behind him.

"Get me to the fucking DX." Dallas hissed before Tim pealed off down the road. "So how the fuck do you know about this?" the blonde growled as he glared at his friend.

"I went to Buck's one night, when I pulled up I saw Steve's car parked in the parkin' lot." Tim explained. "When I headed in I didn't see 'im in there, figured he was 'round back takin' a piss or somethin'." Tim said as he made a sharp turn, cutting a car off as he merged so suddenly onto the road. "A bit low on cash I figured I'd hit up your stash, so I headed up stairs." Tim said, halting to a line of cars at a stoplight. "I heard some moans comin' from one of the rooms, so I kicked open the door just ta be an ass, but found them." Tim said as he crept up through the line of cars that slowly started to go as the light turned green. "I pulled Steve off of Pony and got him outta there." Tim explained coolly as he sped through a yellow light.

"How far did he get?" The hood asked.

"The kid was already naked, and he was finger fuckin' the kid with his pants halfway off." Tim said, watching as the blonde's entire body tensed as he grit his teeth.

"Stop!" Dallas shouted suddenly as he clutched the dashboard in one hand and the door handle in the other, steadying himself as Tim slammed on the breaks. The dark haired hood was about to ask what the hell the blonde's problem was until he saw a lone figure walking down the side of the road. Steve. "That mother fucker." Dallas hissed under his breath as he jumped out of the car, making his way over to the greaser with long determined strides. Tim drove off, figuring that this wasn't his fight and he didn't need to stick around to find out who would win, he already knew. "Hey you piece of chicken shit!" Dallas spat as he neared the greaser. "Waitin' 'til I was out of the way before you went foolin' around with him, huh?!" Dallas yelled as he got closer and closer to Steve.

"Yeah, and he felt great!" Steve shouted as he picked up his pace towards the blonde. "Ya should of heard him moan like the bitch he is!" Steve taunted as the distance between them became shorter and shorter quickly. "I never knew he was such a cock guzzler!" Steve sneered as he gripped his crotch through his pants for emphasis. They were soon face to face as they stood in front of one another. "Gotta say, ya picked a good-." was all Steve got out before a fist was landed on his face with great force. "Ah! FUCK!" Steve screeched as he hunched over in pain, holding the lower half of his face and nose as blood began to spill from both of his nostrils.

"Get your hands off your face." Dallas growled dangerously as he yanked the hunched over greaser up to make him stand straight. "You can't fight with your fucking hands on your face." Dallas snarled as he punched the greaser in the stomach, causing him to fold forward, only to be greeted with the hood's knee to his face .

"Ahh!" Steve cried out as he fell over backwards onto the pavement.

"Get the fuck up, I'm not done with you!" Dallas growled, kicking the greaser in the sides harshly. "Get up!" Dallas snarled as he stomped on the greaser's stomach. "Don't you curl in like the fuckin' worm you are!" Dallas growled as he kicked Steve's arms and legs away from one another as he tried to curl into the fetal position. "Get up you fucker!" Dallas yelled as he kicked Steve in the head, enjoying the pain filled scream that was torn from the greaser's throat.

"Ah!" Steve yelped as Dallas kicked his arms away from his face. "Ahhhhh!" Steve screamed as the hood stomped on his face with his foot, kicking it once more when he tried to place his hands over his face. Steve finally managed to get onto his feet, swaying a bit as he tried to steady himself. Wiping the blood from his face, spitting a wad of shredded cheek and blood out of his mouth. The blonde threw his fist out at the brunette, Steve managed to dodge it, wrapping his arm around the back of the hood's neck as he grabbed a hold of his shoulder, holding him there as he landed consecutive blows to the hood's ribs.

"Gh!" Dallas grunted as the greaser landed another blow to his ribs, managing to finally shove him off, caught off guard by a punch to his jaw, faltering back a bit. Steve gripped a hold of the hood's shirt, tugging him closer to him to land another hit, only not expecting the head-buck that was delivered hard by the hood.

"Ahh." Steve groaned as he let go of the hood's shirt, faltering backwards as he held his head. While Steve was still hazed from his blow, Dallas landed a kick to the greaser's stomach, sending him flying to the ground.

"You pathetic fuck! How can you even live with yourself?" Dallas growled as he jumped onto Steve's ribs, hearing several satisfying cracks and snaps as the greaser screamed out in pain. "You deserve every fucking bit of this!" Dallas spat as he walked around the greaser. "GET UP!" Dallas screamed, grabbing two fistfuls of the brunette's bloodied shirt, dragging him up off the ground. "You were talkin' shit like you could fight twenty men." Dallas said as he shook the greaser relentlessly before letting him go. "What happened you piece of chicken shit?" Dallas snarled, spitting in the greaser's face.

"I went easy on ya." Steve wheezed, smiling with blood stained teeth.

"Oh my, my, my." Dallas said with false concern and fear before continuing. "It's a good thing ya let me have all the shots at ya, it's only fair that you walk away with just a few scrapes and bruises then kickin' my skull in." Dallas said as if he was thankful, sarcasm lacing his words.

"No problem." Steve managed before coughing up a bit of blood.

"Well, in that case." Dallas said as he let go of Steve's shirt, letting him hit the pavement. "Thanks." Dallas said calmly as he stepped in between Steve's legs, slowly raising his knee before bringing his foot back down on Steve's groin, grinding his foot into it deeply. Steve couldn't manage any noise other than a bit of pained gasping. Dallas brought his foot up quick before bringing it back down again even harder, continuing for several more minutes. Dallas took a few steps until he was standing over the brunette's torso, popping a squat on his chest, watching as he gasped and wheezed for air. Dallas gripped a fistful of Steve's hair, looking the brunette in his eye, pulling out his knife, flicking it open just centimeters from his bloodied face. "You ain't gonna put that thing anywhere near Ponyboy unless you want it cut off." Dallas threatened, moving his switch behind him, pressing the tip to the crotch of Steve's jeans. Feeling that the greaser hadn't gotten his message, Dallas dug the knife into Steve's right thigh deeply.

"Augh!" Steve grunted in pain as the blade dragged through him, tearing apart the muscle that laid beneath his skin. "Stop!" He cried out, trying to stop the blonde but his aching body screamed in waves and twangs of pain.

"Did you stop for Pony?" Dallas hissed, twisting the blade, making the greaser scream.

"Fuckin' thought so ya pussy ass motherfucker." Dallas spat, pulling his knife out of the greaser as he got up. As much as he'd like to kill the bastard for what he'd done, he left Steve bleeding on the side of the road. Making his way to the Curtis house, reaching it in no time. Stumbling up the stairs of the front porch, yanking the door open and letting it slam as he made his way upstairs. Johnny and Two-Bit completely oblivious to the blonde, their eyes too captivated on the T.V. screen. Dally stumbled into the bathroom, making his way to the sink.

"Where did you go?" Ponyboy asked with more concern than demand than he meant. Leaning in the doorway of the bathroom as the hood ran his hands under the water of the sink. Dallas rinsed his face and mouth, spitting blood and some shredded cheek out of his mouth. "What did you get yourself into?" Ponyboy asked as he stepped into the bathroom, shocked at the sight of the hood's bloodied, battered hands, watching as blood whirled around the sink before diving down the drain.

"Nothing." Dallas muttered as he turned off the water, grabbing a towel and drying his face and hands off, trying to avoid the auburn's prying eyes as he stood beside him.

"It's not nothing if you're trying to hide it." Ponyboy said as the hood sat down on the toilet seat, quickly snatching the towel off of the blonde's hands. Ponyboy knelt in front of the blonde, grabbing the home made first aid kit out from under the cabinet beneath the sink. Pony rifled through the container, gathering gauze, some medical tape, scissors, and anti-bacterial disinfectant spray. Ponyboy gripped the hood's hand in his as the other held the spray.

"Aw hell no, you ain't puttin' that shit on me." Dallas said as he tried to pull his hand away from the auburn, knowing full well that the spray hurt like hell on open cuts.

"And why not?" Ponyboy asked, snatching the blonde's hand back in his.

"It stings like fuck, that's why." Dallas hissed, attempting to pull his hand away only to find it in the tight hold of the auburn's hand.

"If it stings, that means its working." Ponyboy retorted, glaring up at the blonde. Dallas gripped the toilet seat as the auburn readied the can of spray, waiting for the sting to hit.

"Bullshit!" Dallas hissed as the spray hit his hand, feeling the sting seep in. Ponyboy couldn't help but chuckle at the blonde's childness. Dallas hissed as the auburn bandaged his hand up with the gauze and tape.

"Gimme the other." Ponyboy said, can still in hand.

"Fuck no!" Dallas exclaimed as the auburn reached for his hand.

"Pansy." Ponyboy stated flatly as he stared up at the blonde with an un-amused look and pursed lips as his arms crossed over his chest.

"Tch!" Dallas scoffed at the auburn, shaking his head as he crossed him arms over his chest.

"It doesn't sting forever." Ponyboy said, grabbing the blonde's hand, spraying it quickly before the blonde could pull away.

"Ahhhhhhh! Dammit!" Dallas growled, pulling his hand away immediately. "You buggy little bastard." Dallas hissed at the auburn who was now laughing his ass off on the floor. "I wasn't ready!" Dallas exclaimed at the auburn.

"As if it would've made a difference." Ponyboy chuckled as he knelt back in front of the blonde. "For a big, rough, tough hood, you're a bit of a pussy." Ponyboy said as he grabbed the blonde's hand, bandaging it up.

"I'm not a pussy, I just don't like that damn spray, it doesn't even do anything." Dallas retorted, watching as the auburn put the contents back into the container, standing up and putting the box back under the sink.

"Just keep tellin' yourself that." Ponyboy said, leaving the bathroom.

"Hey get back here! You can't just say somethin' like that and leave!" Dallas exclaimed as he went after the auburn.

"Just did!" Ponyboy called back at the blonde as he walked down the stairs.

BAAAAAM!

Soda came bursting through the door with a limp Steve Randel on his left shoulder as he tried to clutch onto his friend as he dragged him into the house.

"HELP!" Soda shouted as he laid his friend on the couch.

"What the hell happened to him!?" Two-Bit asked as he looked his friend over, not believing the bloody mess in front of him.

"H- he said he was jumped." Soda said, in a bit of shock as he stared at his friend.

"Pony, get the kit!" Sodapop said urgently, beginning to panic.

"Ya got anymore of that?" Dallas asked, pointing to the beer in Two-Bit's hand.

"Fridge." Two-Bit said, wide mouthed at the situation unfolding before him.

"Here's the kit." Ponyboy said, handing it off to his brother, letting him go to work on Steve. Dallas stepped back into the room beer in hand, unable to hold back or hide the smirk that crept past his lips. Ponyboy noticed the blonde's smirk, pulling on his jacket sleeve as he lead him towards the stairs, bringing him to his room.

"Did you do that to Steve?" Ponyboy asked with an unsure tone, watching as the blonde sat down at the foot of the bed. Their conversation in the protection behind the closed door from the others. The hood didn't answer the auburn, just gave him a look as he took a swig of his beer. "Is that why your hands are all cut up?" Ponyboy asked, his arms crossed over his chest as he stared at the blonde. "Answer me Dally. Did you do that to Steve?" Ponyboy asked with a bit of edge.

"Yeah, I did it." Dallas admitted with a smug tone, answering the auburn.

"How could you?" Ponyboy asked in disbelief, shaking his head with an indescribable look on his face.

"He deserved it Pony." Dallas gritted. "He shouldn't of treated you the way he did." Dallas argued. "You don't deserve that shit." Dallas growled at the auburn.

"I cant believe this." Ponyboy said with a small shake of his head as he stepped closer to the blonde. "I cant believe you would do that." Ponyboy said in a hushed tone, his head never seeming to stop shaking back and forth. "That is the nicest thing, anyone, has ever done for me." Ponyboy said, tears pricking his eyes as he stood in front of the blonde with a smile on his face. The blonde was taken aback by the auburn's words, he had thought the boy was upset with him.

"Yeah well, just get over here." Dallas growled as he grabbed a hold of the bottom the boy's shirt, pulling the auburn towards him, wrapping his arms around the boy's waist in a tight hug as he nuzzled his head into the auburn's abdomen.

"I can't believe you did that for me." Ponyboy said, gently wrapping his arms atop the blonde's shoulders as he hugged the hood back.

"I cant believe you think I wouldn't do that for you." Dally muttered as he held the boy in his arms, never wanting to let go.

"Thank you." the auburn said just below a whisper, running his hand through the hood's blonde hair, placing a chaste kiss on his head. Dallas looked up at the auburn, staring deeply into the emerald orbs that were embedded in porcelain.

"Do you forgive me?" Dally asked as the auburn continued to run his fingers through his blonde hair soothingly. Ponyboy moved his hands from the sun stained locks, placing them on the hood's face; cradling the blonde's jaw in his hands as he stared down at him. Dallas unraveled his arms from around the boy's waist until they were locked by his laced fingers on the auburn's lower back. The hood would hate to ever admit that his heart pounded in his chest as a cool sweat plagued his skin as he waited in anticipation for the auburn's answer.

"Yes." Ponyboy answered quietly against the hood's lips before connecting their lips in a long needed kiss. Their lips locked in a tugging embrace as they held one another; both having missed the touch of the other. Ponyboy pulled away as soon as he felt the hood beginning to pull him deeper into the kiss. "But don't you ever," Ponyboy gritted, gripping a sharp handful of the blonde's hair, "ever do that to me again." he finished with a hiss. Dallas couldn't help the smirk that was aimed up at the auburn, quickly pulling the boy onto his lap with ease.

"Trust me," Dallas purred as the auburn's thigh's straddled his, "it wont happen again." the blonde breathed against the young greaser's lips as he rested his forehead against the boy's, staring deeply into the ivory irises with his icy blue orbs.

"You better mean that." Ponyboy said as he traced the curves and twists of the hood's left ear with his fingers gently, keeping his eyes locked with the blonde's.

"I mean what I say, and I say what I mean." Dallas said, stroking the boy's cheek softly.

"I love you." the hood said as he buried his face into the auburn's shoulder, pulling him close.

"I love you more." Ponyboy said as he hugged the blonde tighter.

"Not possible." Dallas muttered into the auburn's shoulder with a smirk as he flipped the boy over onto the bed, quickly straddling him. It was beginning to get too sentimental for him, and even though he missed the kid more than anything, he was looking forward to exchanging kisses and caresses rather than words.

"Pony!" Soda's voice rang from the bottom of the stairs, making the two halt their actions. "Pony c'mon, we gotta take Steve to the Hospital, he's pretty bad!" Soda's apprehensive voice carried a tone of dread and anxiety.

"I got 'im, don't worry Soda!" Dallas hollered from the bed. "You go off with Steve, I'll watch Pony for ya!" Dally said, reassuring Soda that his baby brother had someone to watch him.

"Dally?" Soda asked, surprised that the hood was out of the cooler, but quickly thanked him as he remembered the task at hand before dashing out the door with Two-Bit, Johnny and a battered Steve. A soft touch to his cheek brought his attention back to the auburn.

"Ponyboy." Dally breathed out as if in a sigh of relief and content, leaning down swiftly he latched his lips onto the auburn's neck, placing heated kisses upon the sensitive skin. The blonde's hands wandered Ponyboy's body, having greatly missed the boy's body beneath and in his hands.

"Dally." Ponyboy rasped, trying to enjoy the pleasure being given to him, but fighting so desperately to fight off the memories that plagued and tortured his mind with every touch the blonde had placed upon him. Like harsh waves crashing onto the shoreline, the memories of his assailants taking advantage of him wracked his mind with pain and shame.

Attempting to walk out of the steamy room, his face collided with a hard chest. "What the-" looking up the hard chest to see the face of the person he walked into he found Steve, "nice job at bein' a wall, Steve" he nearly growled as he began to walk past the older teen, but a sudden tight grip on his wrist stopped him. Ponyboy wasn't even able to yell at him before he was shoved back into the bathroom and pinned against the sink, his wrists clenched in one hand and pinned above his head to the mirror . "St-Steve" he stammered as the older teen roughly ran a hand up his thigh, lifting the towel as he pushed it up further. "Stop!" Ponyboy tried to sound threatening, but his voice merely coming out in a plead. Steve smirked and continued to fondle him, his hand wandering higher to Pony's ass.

"I don't plan to" he growled, his breath reeking of alcohol, making the younger crinkle his nose in revulsion as the reeking, hot breath fanned over his face. He pressed himself against the smaller boy; his penis jabbing Ponyboy in the stomach, making him cringe in disgust. "Ya know Pony," he said, bringing his face closer to Ponyboy's ear

"you make the cutest noises when you're jacking off."

'He was watching me, the whole time!?' Ponyboy thought as he gasped in shock.

"Just listening to you made my cock twitch" he hissed as he squeezed Pony's ass cheek in a rough grip with his large hand, smirking as he watched him squirm.

"Steve, stop!" Ponyboy commanded angrily as he struggled against the other's hands; not wanting anything Steve Randle was going to give him. "let go, g-get off" he hissed as Steve's finger began to circle and prod at his tight, hot entrance, struggling harder to get him off.

"Agh!" Ponyboy grunted as he tried to focus on the pleasure that was being given to him, but the memories bombarded his mind with an overflow of hurt and grief.

"Soda said to cheer you up," the older greaser said with a leer, pressing the smaller boy up against the stall wall. Placing a hand on Pony's waist, moving himself closer to the auburn as a sadistic smirk sliced his lips.

"I-I don't think this is what he meant." Ponyboy stammered as Steve's hands became more adventurous, shivering as they ran up and down his body. Ponyboy winced as the older greaser raked his nails down his sides. Gasping in shock when Steve thrust his leg in between his thighs as his hands gripped his ass. "Ah!" Ponyboy gasped as the hands on his rear tightened their grip on him, pulling him a bit further up the older greaser's leg.

"Aungh!" Pony groaned as Dally's lips traveled to his throat, lapping at the skin there. Ponyboy was loosing his desperate fight against his memories.

"Johnny!" Ponyboy called out frantically as hands gripped at him, holding him so he couldn't get loose.

"Ponyboy!" Johnny shouted, trying to reach out to help his friend as he lunged forward, only to be stopped and put in the same predicament. Both of the greasers struggled fiercely to break free. Three socs on either of the two greasers, making it impossible to break loose.

"Let go!" Ponyboy yelled, struggling desperately against the hands that held him tightly. Twisting and squirming his body to try and break out of their grip.

"Hahaha, he looks so freakin' cute strugglin' like that." the soc gripping tightly onto Pony's left arm said, watching as the auburn continued to twist and grunt.

"Get off!" Johnny shouted, kicking and flailing his legs attempting to break loose, seeing as how his arms were of not much use to him as they were held tightly.

"Feisty fellas aren't they?" the soc clutching Johnny's arm said to his friend.

"Cute too," his friend agreed, stroking Johnny's cheek softly, nearly getting bit. "You son of a bitch," the soc cussed, placing the back of his hand across the boy's dark cheek in a hard slap.

"Johnny!" Ponyboy cried out to his friend when he saw him get struck by the soc, wriggling desperately as the socs continued to man handle him.

"Try something like that again and I wont be so lenient on you," the soc said, gripping a fist full of Johnny's hair, forcing the young greaser to crane his neck up to look at him. Johnny nearly smiled to himself, they obviously didn't know what he went through almost every night with his father.

"I'm fine, worry about yourself," Johnny called over to his friend, as if on cue, a knife was pressed to Pony's throat. Fear coursed through his veins as the blade was ran gently along his jaw bone, his body becoming stiff with fear.

"See, nothin' to worry about," the brunette purred, gripping the area along Pony's ribs as he pressed his body closer to the greaser.

"Ah," was all Pony was able to utter as the soc slipped his hand under his shirt. Shuddering as the hand dipped lower.

"Isn't it better when you don't struggle." the soc purred into Pony's ear, gently plucking and twirling at the trail of dark pubic hair below the auburn's naval. Loving the small whimpering noises he was eliciting from the auburn.

"Stop," Ponyboy shivered, gritting his teeth as the soc dipped his fingers teasingly into his jeans.

"Hmhmm, you don't want me to." the soc chuckled softly, putting his face into the crook of the auburn's neck, pushing his hand deeper into his pants, feeling him tense and squirm slightly.

"St-stop," Ponyboy nearly whimpered, hating how he felt so defenseless against them.

"Nnggh!" Ponyboy whimpered as Dallas's hands continued to roam, bringing back the feeling of so many other's hands on his unwilling body.

"Get off! let go of me!" Ponyboy growled as Todd pulled him against his body, grimacing as the brunette pressed their groins together. Shivering as the hands continued to grope and prod at him.

"You have such a pretty little mouth you know that." Todd said hotly against Pony's cheek. Smirking at the younger boy's flushed, irritated face as he ran his smooth thumb over Pony's soft bottom lip. "It'd fit perfectly around my dick as I fucked your adorable little face. You'd love me down your throat wouldn't you?" Todd said with a quirky smirk as he pinched the auburn's cheek.

"Fuck off!" Pony snarled as he whirled his fist across Todd's face, shoving him into another soc as he tried to make a break for it. Out numbered as always and caught quickly, he was shoved back up against the wall roughly.

"You little bitch." Todd hissed, rubbing the red mark that stained his face with a painful throb. Vindictively Todd raised his left ringed hand over his right shoulder before letting it fly across the boy's face painfully. Ponyboy closed his eyes tightly as the left side of his face stung with pain as his ears rung from the impact. Todd smiled at the greaser as he struggled in the grasp of two other socs holding his arms painfully behind his back.

"Oh, look at what you made me do." Todd said sorrowfully as he gripped Pony's jaw, looking at the boy's split, bleeding lip. "It doesn't have to be like this." Todd whispered against Pony's cheek, placing a small kiss there.

"Let go of me!" Ponyboy yelled as he twisted his arms, trying to pull away. Ponyboy tried to struggle free of the soc's grip only to be suppressed.

"Tsk, what'd I say about struggling?" Todd gritted out softly, gripping a fistful of Pony's hair gently but firmly, causing the auburn's head to tilt back. The soc smirked slightly at Ponyboy, enjoying the boy's defiant face as it glared beck at him. "If you struggle, the games' not going to be fun now is it?" the soc asked, bringing his face closer to Pony's, placing a chaste kiss on the boy's bloody lips. Ponyboy retaliated, spitting in the soc's eye. Todd pulled his hand from Ponyboy's hair, wiping away the spittle from his face. "So you like swappin' spit, eh?" the brunette hissed, staring dangerously at the young greaser. Gripping Pony's bottom jaw forcefully in a vice like grip, forcing the auburn's mouth open as he dug his fingers into his soft cheeks, shoving his tongue in once the boy's mouth was finally pried open.

"Mmmfph!" Ponyboy grunted as Todd invaded his mouth with his tongue, forcibly trying to make him comply. Pony wriggled in Todd's painful hold, trying to get lose, but to no avail. Ponyboy tried to push Todd off of him, only to have his hands pinned so far out of use above his head as his mouth was plundered deeply. Pony whimpered as Todd began to grind against him roughly, pressing him tightly to the wall. "Ahngh!" Ponyboy yelped in discomfort as Todd's grinding became harsher; his hips collided against the auburn's with fierce, animalistic force.

"Uhn." Todd groaned lowly in his throat, loving how his groin felt against the younger's body and how it fit so perfectly against his. He craved the auburn's little noises and soft pants; it's a task to derive such things from the stubborn greaser, but he found it worth it all the more. "You like it when I touch you like this don't you greaser?" Todd asked as he palmed the smaller boy through his jeans.

"Go to hell." Ponyboy hissed through clenched teeth as he glared at the soc.

"I don't think you really want me to." Todd smirked as he continued to palm the boy with his hand.

"C'mon Todd, let us have a go at him," Pete, the blonde soc griped, tired of just standing on the sidelines.

"We'll all get a turn soon enough," another soc said, "It was Todd's idea to snag this greaser in particular any way."

"Such a bother." Todd smirked as he undid the front of the auburn's pants quickly before pulling them down the boy's slender hips.

"Ahh, stop, don't do this!" Ponyboy shrieked in horror at the realization of his exposure, blushing a furious maroon. Any protesting that he was going to do was certainly out of the question when a cool blade pressed itself against the hot skin of his throat just below his jaw line.

"Mmm, oh but I need to," the brunette purred against Pony's neck, inhaling the boy's scent. "Spread his legs more." the brunette ordered his friends. Watching as either one pressed their foot on the inside of Pony's feet, bringing their foot outward as they pulled the boy's feet farther apart, thus spreading his legs. Todd ran his hands up and down all over the auburn; letting them glide over the boy's hips before finally bringing them to a halt on the boy's firm ass.

"Don't touch me!" Ponyboy gritted out as Todd gripped his ass cheek sharply in his hand. "Stop it." Ponyboy tried to sound demanding, only for his voice to crap out on him, coming out in a hushed guttural grunt. The soc moved his hands, chuckling as the auburn shuddered under his hands as he groped his smooth, hot, firm butt cheeks, stroking them with his thumbs. "St-stop," Ponyboy stammered as the brunette licked his collar bone, shuddering as the soc blew on it.

"You're right, I should just get to the point," the brunette agreed, tugging at the hem of the auburn's underwear. Gliding his fingers over the thin piece of fabric that barely separated Ponyboy from the soc's prying eyes. The brunette's ministrations to the boy's nether regions caused Ponyboy to shudder. Todd's hand shifted it's way to the auburn's ass, quickly burrowing itself between the thin fabric and Pony's skin.

"Lets loosen ya up a bit." Todd purred as he ran his fingers between Ponyboy's ass cheeks, thoroughly enjoying the boy's flushed face.

"Nh, no! stop! Don't!" Ponyboy started to panic, knowing what was going to happen next. He tried to pull his legs back together, only to have the blade pressed even tighter against his neck. "Ahhhn!" Ponyboy gasped loudly as the soc slipped his fingers in without warning, tightening around him instantly, squirming in protest. "Stop!" Ponyboy struggled to say, writhing as the brunette slid his fingers in further, pausing, twisting, then pulling out halfway before pressing back in. "Ahnh!" Pony grunted as the soc pressed all the way in to the hilt of his fingers.

"Relax grease, it's only going to hurt the first few thrusts." the blonde soc laughed, as if trying to reassure the younger teen. "By the time you get to the rest of us, we'll be gliding in easy." the soc smirked, rubbing his growing throbbing member through his pants.

"Mghh! Dally!" Ponyboy cried out softly, pressing against the blonde's shoulder's in an attempt to gain his attention. The next wave of memories pained him greatly as they hit him with such force.

"Augh!" Ponyboy grunted as he was shoved against the living room wall face first roughly. Hissing in pain as his entrapped arm was painfully twisted behind him and pinned between his shoulder blades. "Let go!" Pony gritted as he tried wriggling his arm out of Steve's clutches.

"Don't fuckin' think so." Steve snarled, fisting a hand full of auburn locks as he yanked Pony's head back.

"Ahnh." Ponyboy whimpered as Steve twisted his hair painfully, wincing as the grip tightened around his arm. "Let go of me!" Ponyboy yelled, jerking his body as if to loosen Steve's grip.

"Not a goddamn chance Pony." Steve growled dangerously, pulling the auburn's arm further up his back, making the boy yelp in pain.

"Steve stop, uncle!" Ponyboy hollered, desperate to get out of Steve's grasp.

"I don't play that game." Steve hissed, digging his dirty blunt nails into Pony's arm, adoring how the boy hissed in pain.

"Ah, Steve stop!" Ponyboy shouted as Steve tightened his already vise like grip on his wrist.

"Why should I Pony?" Steve snarled, pressing his lips to the auburn's ear, releasing his grip on the boy's hair. His hand roamed south for Pony's groin, loving the shudder that ran up the boy's spine as his fingers ghosted over the waistline of his jeans.

"Steve no, stop." Pony's voice quivered, his free hand grabbing a hold of Steve's hand, twisting in an attempt to get away. Steve quickly shook the teen's hand off, grabbing both the auburn's hands in a swift movement before pinning them to the wall above Pony's head with one hand. "Ngh!" Ponyboy groaned as he tried to pull his wrists out of Steve's unrelenting hold.

"No one's here to save you Pony." Steve purred against the boy's ear sickeningly as he undid the front of Pony's jeans with his free hand.

"Stop!" Ponyboy yelled, thrashing his hips in an attempt to stop the brunette's hand from undoing his pants. "Get off! Let go, let go, stop!" Ponyboy screamed, thrashing and twisting the best he could to get Steve off of him. Ignoring the auburn's disapproval as he thrust his hand down the boy's pants, pressing him tightly to the wall with his pelvis, inhaling deeply as his groin was flush against the boy's ass.

"Get off!" Ponyboy growled, trying to press back against the brunette in an attempt to break free, only working to his captor's advantages. Steve forced Pony's hips backwards, keeping the boy's ass fixed against his pelvis as his hand held him their by his groin.

"Mmm, how ya like that Pone?" Steve asked as he caressed Ponyboy's cock, making the auburn twitch and spasm uncomfortably.

"Stop!" Ponyboy hissed, bending his knees in tight, shifting his hips backwards from the prying rough hand, only pressing his ass tighter against Steve's groin unintentionally.

"Quit avoidin' it and just enjoy Pony." Steve chuckled against Pony's ear, "Ya know ya want it." Steve murmured against the boy's ear, nipping at it tenderly.

"No I don't! Stop, I don't want this! Get off!" Ponyboy shouted, thrashing violently to break away from the older greaser.

"Mmn." Steve groaned lowly as Ponyboy squirmed, every jerk the auburn made only made his dick harden. "Keep doin' that Pone, yer ass feels fine against my cock." Steve moaned, gripping the auburn's dick in his hand, making the boy cry out as he pumped it with quick strokes.

"Let go of me, get off!" Ponyboy shrieked, twisting his hips in an attempt to shake him off. "I'll tell!" Ponyboy screamed, "I'll tell everyone. I'll tell Sodapop!" Ponyboy was whirled around so quickly and slammed back against the wall, wincing in pain.

"No one's going to believe you." Steve hissed, viciously grabbing a hold of Ponyboy's jaw, digging his fingers into the boy's cheeks sharply, watching as he winced in pain. "Who the fuck would believe you?" Steve snarled.

"Soda would beli-" Ponyboy gritted as he gripped Steve's arm, only to be silenced as Steve interjected.

"He wouldn't believe a damn word ya had to spit out!" Steve scoffed, forcing Pony's head back against the wall, digging his fingers in deeper. "No one would believe what a god damn kid had ta say!" Steve gritted, thrusting his leg in between Ponyboy's thighs, making the boy jolt. "Darry wouldn't believe ya, he'd say that you're head is in the damn clouds just like it always fuckin' is 'cause ya never fuckin' think!" Steve hissed, throwing the auburn to the floor with vicious force.

"Aughn!" Ponyboy grunted as he hit the floor hard, quickly being straddled and pinned down by the brunette. "Ngh!" Pony gritted as he struggled against Steve as he tried to pin his wrists down, despite his efforts he was inevitably dominated.

"And forget about Two-Bit 'n' Johnny!" Steve gritted as he clasped another fistful of greased auburn locks. "Two-Bit's a goddamn drunk fool, and Johnny wouldn't be able to do a damn thing about it anyway." Steve hissed in Pony's face.

"You don't know that! They're my friends!" Ponyboy shouted, struggling against the older greaser.

"Oh I know so Pony, if they were your friends they'd be here instead of me." Steve growled. "Two-Bit's 'busy', my ass! Busy gettin' drunk off his ass and chasin' broads, and Johnny's 'probly with him." Steve gritted. "And you can just forget about Soda, he loves my dick and would pick it over you any day." Steve purred next to Ponyboy's ear as he rubbed the boy roughly through his jeans. "He begs for it every night, wantin' me ta fuck 'im so hard he can't walk the next day." Steve growled . "You want my cock don't you, Pony?" Steve said hotly against the boy's throat, slipping his hand into Ponyboy's pants, loving how the boy wriggled beneath him. "Ya wanna beg for it like Soda does. He begs me ta pound his deep ass all night, ya want that don't you Ponyboy? You want my dick deep in that tight virgin ass of yers, don't ya, hmm?" Steve gritted into Pony's ear, caressing the auburn's dick with his hand.

"No! Get the fuck off of me!" Ponyboy cried out, thrashing violently beneath the brunette. "Get off of me! Stop!" Ponyboy screamed at Steve.

"No one's going to come for you Ponyboy, just give in." Steve gritted in the boy's ear. "You can't win. I'm stronger than you." Steve said lowly, holding Pony's wrists in place as he thrashed beneath him relentlessly. "You can't stop me from having my way with you." Steve growled in Pony's ear as he stroked him slowly. "You're mine Ponyboy." Steve's breath fanned across the auburn's neck, making the boy shudder involuntarily. "I'll make ya feel so good Pone." Steve murmured against Pony's neck, smirking as he ran his slick tongue over the auburn's throat, giving himself pleasure knowing that it bothered the greaser as he shuddered beneath him. Ponyboy panicked as Steve began to undo the front of his own pants.

"Steve no, please!" Ponyboy nearly cried, watching in horror as the brunette shimmied his hips as he pulled his pants and underwear down, revealing his throbbing cock.

"Let's get yours out to play." Steve purred lowly, pulling Pony's jeans down to his thighs in a fluid yank. Ponyboy shivered as the air hit his bare skin, wanting nothing more than for his life to escape him as he lay helpless on the floor, at the will of the beast above him. To die right then and there would be the greatest pleasure.

"Please stop." Ponyboy begged, his voice raspy and horse from his consistent yells of protest, his voice nearly as dead as him.

"I haven't even gotten started Pony." Steve chuckled darkly as he leered at the boy, a smirk slicing his lips as the boy's body shuttered beneath his touch. "Mnnm!" Steve moaned as he gripped his and the auburn's dick in his hand, gliding his hand down both their shafts slowly.

"Nh!" Ponyboy whimpered as Steve's hand reached the base of their dicks. As much as he wanted to deny the pleasure his body said otherwise. "Ahn!" Ponyboy panted as Steve's strokes grew in pace and pressure. "Agh, no!" Pony shook softly as pleasure coursed through his body, he didn't want this despite what his body felt. "Mngh!" Ponyboy couldn't stop the moan that seeped past his lips.

"You like this don't you Pony?" Steve smirked as he watched the auburn writhe beneath him.

"Ngh stop, ahnh!" Ponyboy panted, his strength depleting as his body was consumed with tainted pleasure. "Mnggh! Don't do this!" Pony whimpered pathetically, trying desperately to fight off the urges of arousal.

"You want this Pony." Steve whispered huskily into the auburn's ear, stroking their shafts in his calloused hand, making the boy shudder and twitch with each caress. "Your dick is so hard in my hand." Steve purred, loving how Ponyboy gasped as he ran his thumb over the tip of the auburn's cock.

"Mmmnph!" Ponyboy bit down on his lips, keeping his moans contained for the sake of his pride. "Stop! Steve, please!" Ponyboy begged, twisting his wrists in Steve's grasp.

"Tell me you like this." Steve gritted in the auburn's ear, licking and suckling on Pony's throat as he continued to stroke him.

"N-no, I don't want this, stop." Ponyboy rasped, fighting his ever growing urge to give into the brunette and his actions.

"Say it." Steve whispered against Pony's ear, stroking the auburn painfully slowly, grazing his blunt nails over the boy's shaft. Ponyboy kept his silence despite the brunette's demand.

"I'd be lying if I did." Ponyboy gritted, spitting in the brunette's face, aggravating the beast above him. Steve released Ponyboy's cock from his grasp, swiping the spittle from his face.

"Ahughnh!" Ponyboy yelped as Steve shoved three thick fingers into his entrance roughly.

"So fucking tight!" Steve gritted as he thrust his fingers in and out of Ponyboy.

"Ah! Stop!" Ponyboy cried out in pain, the brunette's dry fingers were tearing and stabbing into him clumsily due to the brunette's animalistic haste. "Please!" Pony whimpered as he thrashed his hips in an attempt to evade Steve's fingers.

"Mmph, fuckin' take it!" Steve gritted, pumping his fingers in, loving how his hand was swallowed up by the auburn's plump ass cheeks. "This is all you're good for." Steve hissed in Ponyboy's ear, drinking up the pathetic whimper that escaped the auburn's lips. "No better than a sleazy broad." Steve gritted, shoving his fingers in harshly, watching as the boy jolted in pain from the rough thrust of his fingers. "Nothing but a bitch aren't you?" Steve growled lowly, lapping at Ponyboy's lips with his tongue, the auburn immediately turning his face away in disgust.

"Stop, Steve no, please." Ponyboy choked out, clenching his teeth in pain as the brunette spread his fingers.

"I'm gonna give the little cum slut just what he's been begging for!" Steve growled, pulling his fingers out of the auburn hastily.

"Aghhngh!" Ponyboy whimpered as Steve grabbed a hold of his thighs and pulled him roughly across the carpet. Steve quickly clambered on top of the auburn's torso as he knelt on Pony's elbows and sitting on his chest, making it hard for Ponyboy to breath.

"Mmmn yeah, you want this, right cum slut." Steve groaned as he caressed his erect cock against Ponyboy's cheek. Ponyboy grimaced as Steve proceeded to tap him in the face repeatedly with his dick. "Mnnmh!" Steve moaned as he began to pump his dick fiercely in front of Pony's face. "Augh, yeah! I'm gon- gonnna! Auuughghgh!" Steve grunted, cumming hard over Pony's face, riding out his orgasm as he spurted his cum in dribs and drabs on the auburn's face. Ponyboy grimaced as Steve's load spewed onto his face, his stomach churning in revulsion. "Go clean yourself off you dirty skank, you're disgusting!" Steve spat at the auburn with a contemptuous snarl, shoving himself off of Ponyboy roughly. Ponyboy dragged himself off of the floor, fixing his clothes as he stood up, hating his very existence to ever have let Steve do that to him.

Ponyboy couldn't suppress them any longer, "Ugh, Dally stop! I cant! I cant do this! Please stop! Stop! Please!" Ponyboy cried out hysterically, shoving the hood back as he sat up in the bed. Dallas sat back on Ponyboy's thighs bewildered by the boy's actions, watching as the auburn shook and shivered as his eyes averted to the floor.

"Pony what's wrong!? Ya alright, I didn't do nothing did I!?" Dally asked with an anxious edge to his voice.

"No, I- I'm not alright." Ponyboy rasped, his throat tightening on itself as tears began to flow out of his eyes.

"Pony." Dallas breathed out, clutching the boy to his chest tightly as he wrapped his arms around him as if to protect him from the pain he was feeling. It pained him terribly to see Ponyboy so damaged and broken up.

"It's my fault! It's all my fault!" Ponyboy cried out, his loud cries muffled by the hood's chest.

"What is? What's your fault?" Dally asked, still a bit caught off guard by the boy's actions but wanting to know what had caused the auburn to become debilitated.

"Everything! I can't do anything right!" Ponyboy wailed, clenching his fists in the back of Dally's shirt. "I'm a screw-up! A fuck-up! I'm so fucking worthless!" the auburn shouted as his face grew hotter and hotter with tears "Good for nothing!" Ponyboy cried out.

"Babe, no don't, don't say that." Dallas cooed softly in Pony's ear, rubbing the boy's back soothingly.

"It's my fault for what happened, I deserved it. All of it!" Ponyboy sobbed, twisting his fists in the hood's shirt.

"Don't'chu ever say that! You never deserved any of the things that were done to you!" Dallas snapped, pulling the auburn away from his chest to get a good look at him, and in the hopes that maybe the boy would get his words clearer. "None of it!" Dallas gritted as he shook the weeping greaser. "Ya hear me!? None of it!" The hood gritted out, watching as the boy continued to cry. "Ya didn't deserve any of that!" Dallas snarled out when the auburn began to shake his head in disbelief.

"W-wh, then why'd they do it? Why'd they do those things to me?" Ponyboy sniveled as he wiped his tear streaked face, only for more tears to cascade down his face.

"They wanted you." Dallas said, rubbing Pony's shoulders tenderly. "They wanted your innocence." The hood spoke genteelly as if to not spook the auburn. "They wanted to steal it from ya Pone." Dally attempted to explain. "Fucking greedy bastards wanted yours because theirs' was stolen or misplaced from them a long time ago, and yours was the easiest to get Pony, so they wanted to steal it away from you." The hood gritted out as he held Ponyboy close to him.

"Why? W-wh-why me?" Ponyboy choked out, looking up at Dallas with his tear stricken eyes.

"Everyone wants ya Pony." Dally said simply. "You and Sodapop. 'cept Soda knows it and flaunts. You don't know, you're so damn naïve that socs, greasers and hoods alike just want to take advantage of ya so damn bad." Dally said, enlightening the young greaser of peoples' sick intentions. You're so delectable

"I'm tired of being so god damn weak! I'm tired of people just using me and taking advantage of me!" Ponyboy gritted out angrily "I'm not something you can just fucking toss aside like a damn piece of garbage!" he cried out painfully. "I don't want people to always having to come to my rescue because I cant do shit for myself!" Ponyboy seethed as his jaw was taut with clenched teeth. Dallas listened to the weeping auburn, coddling the young greaser as he soothed the pain by rocking the auburn gently in his arms. Ponyboy's anger and pain was released from his body as he slowly grew weary, draining the energy from him. That was what he'd needed, just someone to listen to him, let him collapse in their arms in a blubbery mess and still hold onto him as he screamed and cried.