Everybody has a past

Summary: Kenny knows exactly what he wants.

A/N: I have something really different/special in store for the next chapter but really want to know peoples' thoughts on these last two chapters before I write and post it =)

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1988. Student apartment, Las Vegas University.

“Kenny, please don’t!” Jeordie cried out, as the taller man pulled his half-unbuttoned shirt off.
“You owe me. And this is what I want.”
“But I don’t! Just let me leave and you’ll never see me again.”
“Oh quit your whining!” Kenny snarled, now pulling off his pants. He moved closer to the bed, leaning over Jeordie’s small, trembling body. “Now, how about you take those clothes off like a good little whore.”
“I’m not your whore!” Jeordie yelled back, pushing his body up so he was almost face to face with the drummer.
Kenny grabbed his wrist and shoved him back down on the bed, leaning over him. “You are whatever I say you are. And right now, you’re my whore!” he growled, ripping Jeordie’s t-shirt as he tore it off, kneeling on his legs to stop the resistance. “I see you’ve been watching some TV. ‘Men Xtreme’? Ha! I knew you were gay.”
“I’m not gay and I don’t want to fuck you!”
“That’s fine,” Kenny said, tossing aside the video tape cover and using his spare hand to pull off Jeordie’s pants. “I don’t need your permission.”
Jeordie made a scramble for it, trying to grab onto the end of the mattress, but Kenny was too quick for him, and grabbed the back of his legs.
“Oh, I like a fighter.” He smirked. Kenny was getting excited, watching the boy beneath him struggle. His hard cock struggling to be free of his boxers. “Now, Jeordie. Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to remove your nice silky underwear, and fuck you. How does that sound?”
“Don’t you fucking dare!” Jeordie yelled back, but he knew it was no use. He wasn’t strong enough to escape the taller man’s grasp. That was when he felt it. In one swift movement, Kenny had pulled down his underwear, and shoved his cock in his arse. Jeordie let out a scream of pain. He had known it would hurt, but he hadn’t been expecting it. The pain of having no lubrication made it worse. It was uncomfortable, degrading and felt as though he was being split in two.
“Don’t worry,” Kenny said, slowly pulling out. “It’ll get better.” He slammed back into Jeordie as suddenly as he had the first time, causing him to let out another scream of pain. Tears were now streaming down Jeordie’s still bloody face. After a few more thrusts, it hurt less, but Jeordie was still desperate to get free. Maybe if he put up with it, he’d get let go sooner. Struggling not to let Kenny hear his crying, Jeordie lay there, limp and still while the other man continued to violate him.
“No, that’s not how it works!” Kenny said, smacking his victim in the back of the head, causing Jeordie to hit his already swollen face on the bedside table. “Either you like it or you fight it, none of this submissive bullshit!”
“Fuck you.” Was all Jeordie could wimper in response.
“Oh that’s better.” Kenny grinned. “Don’t worry, it’ll all be over soon, my pretty little whore.” He grabbed Jeordie’s long hair and held his head up, arching his back, causing Kenny’s cock to brush against his prostate. Jeordie couldn’t help it, he let out a small gasp, quickly trying to disguise it.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? I knew you wanted it.” Kenny angled himself again to hit that sweet spot. Even knowing it was coming the second time, Jeordie couldn’t hide the pleasure it gave him. He hated himself for feeling that way at a time like this. He didn’t want to. It angered him even more as he felt his own member getting slightly harder. No, he wouldn’t give Kenny that satisfaction.

Kenny was getting more aggressive. Grabbing the smaller man’s hips he pulled him back, impaling him on his dick. Jeordie couldn’t take it much longer. He was completely overcome with the horror of this man he thought was a kind stranger, raping him, while his body was telling him to enjoy it. It must be over soon.
“Tell me you love it.” Kenny whispered in his year.
“No.”
“Tell me you love it!” Kenny yelled, smacking Jeordie on the head again.
“I love it! I love it!” Jeordie cried, tears rolling down his face again, just as he felt his attacker’s hot cum inside of him.
Kenny pushed Jeoride off the bed, and collapsed on his back. “Fuuuuuck.” He sighed.
Seizing this chance, Jeordie mustered up all the strength he had left, quickly put his pants on and ran out the door.
Stumbling down the corridor of the student accommodation hall, Jeordie let the tears flow freely. He looked a wreck, hands and face covered in blood. His already wild hair going in all directions. Half naked. Never again would he let anybody take advantage of him. He wasn’t going to be the weak one anymore.


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To be continued. Seriously, please review whether it's negative or positive comments. I have a pretty clear idea of where this is all going but would really, really appreciate some feedback =)