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fuck! brendon, you gotta hide!" spencer said, his blue green eyes turning on brendon, large and afraid. brendon wasn't sure hiding was necessary but the memories of jon beating the shit out of spencer was enough to make him think that spencer was right.

"can't we just tell him that i came over to pay you? won't he understand?" brendon asked. he heard the ignition on the car die and he knew they didn't have much longer before jon was at the door.

"no! no way, jon is way too jealous! he won't understand!" spencer cried again, he was now holding brendon by the shoulders, panic obvious on his face. brendon was feeling a little panicked too, he thought if he had to he could fight jon but jon was taller then him and was bigger then him and he wasn't sure it would do any good.

"listen brendon, go and hide in the closet in our bedroom. i'll distract jon and when it's safe i'll tell you."spencer said as he pushed brendon towards the long hallway and the back bedrooms.

brendon hurried along as he heard the cardoor slam and he picked up his pace. going into the bedroom that was on the left. he shut the door safely behind him and was now standing quiet in spencer and jon's bedroom. the bedroom was large, with the bed taking up most of the room. everything was clean and organzied in the room.

brendon turned to the wall left of the bed and saw the large wooden doored closet. the door was one of those blinded ones, with the strips of wood and spaces between each. brendon settled down into the closet, the sleeves of hoodies tickling the top of his head.

the front door slammed and brendon listened quietly, straining to hear what would be said between jon and spencer. "spence, i'm home." brendon could hear the muffled voice of jon say, his voice didn't sound loud or angry so brendon thought that maybe jon was in a good mood.

brendon couldn't hear what spencer was saying but there was a silence before jon's now loud voice broke the cold silence. "why the fuck isn't there dinner ready?!" jon shouted and brendon flinched under his loud angry voice.

"i'm sorry, jon. i had a couple things to do tonight." spencer replied feebly.

this was apparently the wrong thing to say to jon.

"what the fuck spencer? you out cheating on me?" jon asked and spencer was right, jon was jealous.

"no-no! jon, i-i just... our neighbor brendon asked me to do him a favor. that's all." spencer's voice had lost it's nerve and he sounded scared and that made brendon's heart drop to his feet, not to mention that spencer had brought up his name.

"fucking, brendon, again spencer? you like him don't you? what you want to fuck him is that it?" jon yelled.

"no!" spencer cried and he sounded closer like the duo had moved down the hall.

there was a sudden heavy thud and spencer let out a little cry. brendon guessed that maybe jon had pushed spencer into the wall. "don't fucking lie to me spencer!" jon yelled and brendon was sure that even if he wasn't in their house he'd be able to hear jon yelling.

"i've seen the way you look at him. you fucking want him!" jon sounded vicious and brendon was fucking scared shitless because now that the conversation had come around to him, if jon found him in the bedroom closet...fuck, he'd never make it out alive.

"no, jon! i love you! i don't want anyone but you!" spencer pleaded but jon just scoffed.

"yeah, right!" jon growled and brendon heard another loud thud and his eyes widened and his body flinced as he watched the door to the bedroom burst open and spencer fell to the floor. from his angle in the closet brendon could barely make out jon standing with his arm outstreached.

jon had pushed spencer into the door with enough force to open it. spencer was sprawled on the carpeted floor of his and jon's room, looking unsure as to whether or not he should get up. he didn't need to make a descision seeing as jon strode over to him and stood leering over him.

"get up spencer!" jon said quiet but serious. spencer didn't need to be told twice, he was up, wobbling on shaking legs. brendon's heart was thumping wildly in his chest. he was afraid, afraid for spencer and for himself but at least he was hidden, spencer had nothing to protect himself from jon's wrath.

"i go to work at that fucking shit hole of a carwash everyday to pay for this dump, i make sure we have food on the table and the bills are fucking paid while you sit around the house all day and check out our neighbor! that's how you repay me spencer?" jon growled and spencer was shaking as jon shot an arm out and grabbed a hold of the boys collar.

"i had a job remember jon?" spencer began. "you made me quit because you said the manager was hitting on me." spencer snapped back and it seemed that the moment the words left his mouth he regretted it and for good reason as brendon quickly learned.

jon grimaced and drew his hand back before spencer could apologize, jon struck him hard in the face. spencer's head snapped to the side and he brought a pale shaking hand to hold his cheek where jon had struck him. "see what the fuck you make me do to you spence?" jon snarled.

"you think i want to hurt you? i don't! but you make it so fucking hard to not want to!" jon said and in a fast motion he had pushed spencer backwards hard onto the large bed.

brendon brought his hand up to his mouth and covered it tightly so jon wouldn't hear him gasping in surprise. jon advanced on spencer who was laying in shock on the bed, shock or maybe he had just learned that he should give up without a fight.

brendon scooted back in the closet a bit, pulling his knees to his chest. the scene before him reminding him of the night with travis and ryan and how he had been so helpless to save ryan and now here he was again, helpless to save spencer from jon.

"this is the only thing you're good for spencer, getting fucked." jon said harshly as he climbed up on to the bed and loomed over spencer. spencer's face looked hurt but he didn't say anything. jon leaned down and grabbed hold of spencer's face before he kissed him harshly. spencer made a noise of pain but still he didn't stop jon's action.

while jon was kissing spencer harshly, jon's hands snaked down spencer's thin body and had unzipped the hoodie he was wearing and lifting spencer to tug it off violently. spencer was very much like a ragdoll now, limp in jon's arms, not fighting back, brendon could see his eyes had taken on a sad unfocused look.

jon broke their rough kiss and worked on tugging off spencer's t-shirt. it was quickly off and brendon was thankful that he had covered his mouth so no one would hear the gasp that had escaped him. jon dropped spencer back down on to the bed, now that spencer's shirt was off brendon could see the deep dark marks that bruised his pale moon skin.

the bruises were varying in sizes and darkness but they coated spencer's stomach and arms and brendon finally understood why spencer always wore baggy shirts.

jon went after spencer's pants next, undoing them and pulling them off leaving spencer stripped in five seconds flat. he kissed spencer harsh again, his white teeth biting down on spencer's pink lips. despite the way jon was treating him spencer slid his arms up and around jon's neck, maybe out of fear or love. brendon didn't know.

jon pulled away from spencer, only to pull his own shirt off before he crushed his and spencer's mouths together once again. spencer was making muffled noises that couldn't be distinguished between pleasure and pain. "spencer, undo my pants." jon commanded as he broke his and spencer's kiss for the second time.

spencer gave a small nod as jon moved back allowing spencer to undo his jeans and pull them down to his thighs. jon climbed off the bed and removed the rest of his clothes before he rejoined spencer. jon really didn't waste time on floor play, just kissed spencer and slid his hand between spencer's legs pulling them apart.

"you can pretend that i'm brendon if you want." jon sniped at spencer as he positioned himself outside of spencer, before he thrusted his hard cock inside of him. brendon paled at jon's words and wanted to close his eyes, he didn't want to watch jon and spencer have sex but he couldn't pull himself away, part of him was afraid that if he closed his eyes spencer would be lost.

spencer made a sound at this and brendon shuddered. he watched as jon grabbed a tight hold of spencer's pale hips and he thrusted into the younger boy. jon attacked spencer's neck, biting the tender spot between shoulder and neck.

he was fucking spencer fast and hard and spencer's body lurched with each thrust. spencer was making light gasping noises despite himself and jon pulled away from his neck grinning an evil sort of grin. "you're thinking about him aren't you?" jon asked, his voice gruff with lust or anger.

"wha?" spencer said between a paticularly good thrust from jon and a rough hand running over his hardened cock.

"brendon, you're thinking about him aren't you?" jon asked again and he was staring down at spencer. his tongue flickering out to lick his lips. brendon thought that jon was getting turned on more by thinking that spencer was pretending that he was brendon.

jon didn't wait for an anwser and that was okay because spencer wasn't giving one. he pushed spencer's thighs apart farther and pushed his legs up, fucking fast into spencer's pale ass. jon was groaning, his nails digging lines into pale hips.

his rythm was ragged and erradict, jon arched and snaked a hand down to spencer's hard cock. he pulled quick and just this side of rough. spencer's head dropped back on to the pillow and his back arched, pushing his cock further into jon's hand. jon was tugging quick, running his thumb along the slit and spencer was crying out, desperate for more.

"spencer, are you close?" jon asked and all spencer could do was nod silently and buck up into jon's rough grip. jon laughed gruffly. "when you cum spencer, i want you to call his name." jon ordered in that same harsh whisper.

brendon felt a shudder surge through him and he willed himself not to get hard while watching. spencer was shaking under jon's sharp thrusts, he was close and jon was still pulling at his cock. spencer wouldn't last much longer and jon knew that.

"say it spencer, then i'll let you cum." jon growled as his hand flew up and down spencer's dick. spencer cried out and arched his hips, desperate for more pressure, wanting to come.
"say it spence." jon commanded and gave a squeeze to spencer's cock.

"brendon..." spencer moaned out, his voice light and unsure. jon groaned and pulled quicker as he thrusted, shoving himself up into spencer's ass. spencer seemed to like whatever jon was doing because he cried out again, giving jon more of what he asked for.

"fuck me brendon, please fuck me!" spencer was moaning and it only served to increase jon's speed. jon was close brendon thought and spencer didn't seem like he was gonna last much longer either. jon knelt his head and bit spencer's shoulder hard as he fucked the younger boy into the mattress.

brendon sat in the closet, his heart thumping wildly and his cock hard against his jeans. hearing spencer calling out his name in pleasure was making him shake and the hair on his neck stand on end. he bit at his hand so no whimpers or other sounds would escape him, though even if any did he doubted that jon or spencer would notice.

spencer was gasping and thrashing and writhing under jon and brendon knew the boy was about to lose it. he was now chanting "brendon, brendon, brendon." his eyes closed tight and his body arched so beautifully. spencer came that way, crying out brendon's name as jon continued to fuck his brains. out. brendon watched as jon gave spencer a few more hard thrusts, before he too froze inside of spencer and came as well, biting down hard on spencer's shoulder.

they stayed like that a few moments. spencer breathing hard, the dark bruises on his stomach moving with the rise and fall of his chest. jon removed his mouth from spencer's shoulder and he leaned up and kissed spencer breifly, but softly and for one glittering moment brendon could see the way jon used to be before he became so angry.

jon pulled out of spencer and spencer moaned a little as he did so. the older man was off the bed and collecting his pants from the floor while spencer lay breathless on the bed, watching his older lover with a mix of nerves and what looked like love.

"good for you spence?" jon asked as he pulled on his jeans. spencer didn't anwser but brendon didn't think jon wanted him to. he moved to the door and looked back at spencer. "i want dinner in fifteen minutes." he said as he zipped up his jeans and left the room, closing the door behind him.

that left brendon and spencer alone in the room. spencer laid on the bed motionless and brendon breathed quietly in the closet. he didn't want to come out until spencer said it was okay, he didn't want to make things worse for the young boy.

brendon watched as spencer sat up and perpair to get dressed. he could see that spencer had the same dark angry bruises along his back, his hips, his arms. each one a mark left by jon, each one a burden that spencer had to bear. he dressed quickly, like he was scared and brendon wondered if that was the way the boy lived his entire life, scared.

spencer moved quietly to the bedroom door and hit the lock. he glanced back at the door, obviously not trusting that a lock would keep jon out. he made his way over to the closet where brendon sat tucked into him self. "you can come out brendon..." spencer whispered, his voice hoarse.

brendon pushed the closet door open and looked up at spencer's face. the younger boy wasn't looking at him though, instead he focused his gaze on the floor, too embaressed to look brendon in the face. he stood and moved out of the closet, keeping himself quiet.

"you can go out the window...i'm sorry brendon..." spencer whispered quietly, still not looking at brendon. he moved to the window that was next to the bed and propped it open for brendon to crawl through.

"it's okay spencer." brendon started as he moved towards the window, his ears straining to listen for jon's movements throughout the house. he felt like he should say something more to spencer, but he was at a total loss for words. he didn't know how to make any of what happened seem okay.

brendon moved to the window, spared a glance back at spencer who was staring at the floor, before he raised a leg and hung it out the window. "wait, brendon." spencer said suddenly and brendon looked up at the boy, hanging half out of the bedroom window.

"jon...he wasn't always like that..." spencer said and he was now looking at brendon, his eyes teary and he had taken that same familar stance, arms tucked into himself.

spencer said this like it was an excuse for jon, like he was desperate for brendon to believe that he stayed with jon for a reason, a reason beyond fear. "i know spencer, it's okay." brendon said softly before he slid out of the window. he crouched down and walked around the side of the house, back around to the front, down the drive, across the damp lawns and back to his own house where there were no angry boyfriends, just a sleeping ryan.