The beginning of the end

I own nothing but the plot.

Brandon Margera was your typical popular 'jock'. He was classically good looking with big blue eyes and a smile that made every girl in the school drool on sight. He was an exeptionally good skater and loved nothing more than showing off in front of a crowd during breaks. Everybody knew his name, everyone loved him and he even got pretty good grades.

He just had one secret. He was bisexual. He told nobody, knowing that it would damage his reputation and that his slightly homophobic friends would treat him with disdain.

"Hey, Bam!" Bam turned to see his friends Johnny and Ryan walking towards him

"Knoxville, Dunn, about time you two got here, I've been waiting for ages!"

"Yeah, well at least you had those chicks to keep you company" Johnny said, referring to the three girls that had been hovering around Bam like flies. "all I had was Dunn!"

"Thank god it's lunchtime already, if I had to sit through one more minute of Miss Jones history lesson I would have screamed!" Bam laughed walking towards their usual hangout area. They always sat on the bleachers overlooking the sports field and everybody in the school knew it was their place, and nobody ever tried to take it over.

They met Rake there, who'd obviously been sitting there for some time.

"Dude, did you even go to class?" Bam asked, only half seriously. Half the teachers thought Rake was dead as they never saw him, the only reason he actually turned up was to hang out with his friends during lunch and free periods.

"Hell no!" He grinned "but on to more important issues, did anyone see the new kid this morning?"

Everyone shook their heads, curious to find out what the new student was like.

"What a freak!" Rake grinned "This guy is tiny, I mean seriously, he's got a waist like a girls. He's got long dark brown hair, he was wearing a shirt that was almost see through, leather pants and full makeup!! I mean eyeshadow, lipgloss, everything!! Damn, I'm suprised he hasn't been beaten up already!!

They all laughed although Bam was silently wondering what the guy would be like, as he knew it took a lot of confidence for a guy to walk in somewhere in full makeup, let alone on your first week at a new high school.

"He's already made friends with the other freaks, you know, the band? I think I heard him saying to someone he's gonna be the singer! what a joke!"

It wasn't until two days later that Bam actually met him. He was walking down the corridoor thankful that the day was finally over when someone came running round the corner and ran straight into him almost knocking them both over.

Bam held on to the small figure and looked down into the most beautiful green eyes he'd ever seen, dark red eyeshadow and thick black eyeliner framed them making them seem almost cat like, while mascara made lashes seemed impossibly long.

Bam pulled away and was shocked as he noticed that it was actually a very pretty guy he'd run into, not a girl as he'd first thought.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to run into you like that." the boy said nervously

Bam couldn't move, couldn't speak. The boys voice was deep, much deeper than he'd expected it to be considering how feminine he looked but coupled with the stunning good looks it sent a shock right through his body and settled in his cock.

"Um..right, I'll go. Sorry once again." The new kid moved to get round him and Bam snapped out of his lust induced trance quick enough to grab the guys arm.

"Wait. What's your name? You're new aren't you?"

"I'm Ville, I know you're Bam, everyone has told me something about you, and I also know that you and your friends have already labled me as a freak because of the way I look and dress, so don't bother starting on me ok, cos I've heard it all before."

Bam felt an irrational pang of hurt hit him in the chest as though he'd been insulted by a close friend instead of someone he'd only met 5 minutes ago.

Ville had started to walk away and Bam quickly followed him, making sure he got a good eyeful of Ville's ass.

Ville sighed in annoyance as his arm was grabbed once again. He looked up into the handsome face of Bam and felt a slight fluttering in his stomach.

**Now is NOT the time to be thinking with your dick, Ville** he scolded himself **the guy is straight, you've only just met him and he and his friends are homophobic idiots who have already decided they hate me.**

"Wait a minute" Bam said "My friends said those things, I'll admit, but I never did. I give people a chance before I judge them."

"Oh." Ville felt ashamed that he'd jumped to conclusions but still felt a little cautious as he knew how calculated and cruel the popular kids could be to people they didn't think belonged.

"Where were you going in such a hurry anyway? you nearly sent me flying."

"Oh, I'm supposed to meet some friends after school, I'm in their band and we're having practise, I just can't seem to find the music room."

"It's down the hall, turn right and it's the first door on the left. I should go, see you round." Bam turned and walked away leaving Ville to find his friends.

The two boys bumped into each other a lot over the next few months as they shared quite a few classes, but they never spoke much seeing as Bam always sat with his friends at the back of the class and Ville always sat with his at the front.

Driving home from school, Bam saw a group of boys from school hurling abuse at someone who was trying desperately to get away from the stones being thrown at him and the cruel words that were being yelled at him. Bam stopped the car as he saw the group of thugs catch up to the boy.

"Hey, what the hell do you think you're doing? leave him alone." Bam yelled angrily as he saw one boy's fist collide with the victims face.

The group ran off like the cowards they were, leaving Bam with a sense of deja vu as he looked into big green eyes.

"Ville? What happened?"

"It's nothing, they just found out why I had to leave my old school and they didn't like it, it's no big deal but thanks for the help."

Ville started to walk away but found himself being pulled back by a hand on his arm.

"We seem to end up in this position a lot" Ville grinned, nursing his bloody nose.

"Why did you have to leave your old school?" Bam asked curiously handing Ville some napkins.

"I'm not telling you, cos I'll never be able to show my face in school once you tell your friends."

"I'm not gonna tell them anything, it's none of their business." Bam protested indignantly.

"Fine." Ville sighed wearily "I had to leave cos I got bullied when the jocks found out that I'm bisexual. If you're gonna get disgusted and hit me, can you do it tomorrow once this one has finished bleeding?"

Bam just stood there, trying to figure out why finding out that Ville liked men sent a jolt of excitement and hope straight to his stomach.

**I can't like him, I can't. He's everything my friends hate, they'd disown me.**

"I'm not gonna hit you, it's none of my business if you like men or not. Come on I'll drive you home."

They both got in Bam's convertible and, after getting directions, Bam dropped Ville off outside his house.

As he drove away, towards his own home, Bam realized that they had talked throughout the entire drive, and that he'd actually had fun.

The next day Bam woke up to a rather embarrassing problem. He'd awoken from a rather nice dream to find his sheets sticky and wet. If that wasn't embarrassing enough, little bits and pieces of the dream started coming back to him.

~ moans spilling from kiss - bruised lips, hands sliding along the curve of his back, his name on those same pouty lips and Ville's face looking up at him from their bed~

**NO. No, I can't believe I had my first wet dream in years over the new goth kid**

Even though he tried to deny it, he was forced to admit that even just thinking about the dream was making him hard.

He got in the shower, trying to ignore his arousal as a way of punishing himself for getting hard over Ville instead of his girlfriend (well his girlfriend for this week anyway) but in the end he gave in to temptation, determined to think about Cassandra.

It was working well, picturing his beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed girlfriend on her knees with his cock in her gorgeous mouth and Bam was starting to move faster, arching his hips into the thrusts, so lost in the feelings he was creating that he didn't even notice that his fantasy lover's eyes had turned green, or that the hair was now a dark brown until.... "Oh god, VILLE" Bam muffle his scream with his hand so his mother didn't hear, and collapsed against the wall.

Suddenly his head shot up "SHIT! I can't believe this.... I want him."

The next couple of weeks were a living hell for Bam. He broke up with his girlfriend knowing that he would end up screaming out Ville's name when he was with her and it would destroy his reputation. School was becoming more and more difficult to cope with as his feelings for the slightly younger boy became too much for him to handle.

Every time Ville saw him, he would give him a friendly smile, one that made Bam want to fuck him right in the middle of the playing field, he'd already had to give up showering after athletics because he'd almost been caught several times just watching Ville washing himself and he knew he'd get beaten up by almost every guy in his class if he got a hard on in the boys locker rooms.

Bam's feelings slowly started to grow into an unhealthy obsession. Bam was actually a rather talented artist and now his room was full of drawings of Ville that he'd done while hiding in the back of the music room watching him practise with his band. That was also how he found out that Ville was dating Mige, one of the boys he had befriended when he started school.

The rage he'd felt when he'd found out about the relationship even scared him but he'd managed to convince himself that he was right to be angry because Ville was always flirting with him when his friends weren't around. In actual fact, Ville was just being friendly but Bam was too caught up in his obsession to notice.

The two boys had started spending a lot of time together out of school when their other friends weren't around as Ville's friends hated Bam and his friends and it was the same the other way around. Ville seemed oblivious to Bam's feelings and continued to shower his new friend with the same attention and affection that he showed all his friends not realizing that this only added fuel to Bam's lust.

Bam's phone rung, stratling him out of his concentration. He was sketching another picture of Ville, done purely from his imagination of how Ville would look flushed and panting during a steamy sex session. He growled at his phone angrily, picking it up to tell whoever had disturbed him drawing his love to fuck off, when he saw who was calling.

"Hi Ville, what's up?"

All Bam could hear was sobbing from the other boy.

"Ville, what's wrong? talk to me."

"He.....he left me. He said it wasn't working out....." the voice descended into crying once again as Bam's face split into a grin. This was perfect! Now Ville could be his.

"Are your parents home?"

"No, they're taking Jesse to his boxing final and they won't be back til tomorrow night, why?"

"Cos I'm gonna come over so you can talk about it and I don't think your parents like me. I'll see you soon."

Bam hung up the phone in glee, opening his wardrobe to find something nice for his 'date'.


Bam rung the doorbell, checking his outfit again quickly, before the door opened and he found himself with an armful of leather and smudged eyeliner.

Bam smiled against the smaller boys head as he held him, knowing that if Ville knew how happy he was about the break up he'd never forgive him. Instead he took Ville's hand and led him to the sofa, sitting him down and playing the concerned friend, all the while dancing inside.

"I can't believe he left me. He said that he didn't want to be tied down with one person when he's so young, that it wouldn't work out. I was falling in love with him and he left me." Bam held him until his crying had subsided.

"If he left you, then he wasn't worth it. You need someone that will dote on you, that will love you and only you. He wasn't the right one."

As Ville looked up at him, eye's red and puffy from the hours of crying he'd done and lips even poutier than usual, Bam found he couldn't resist and leant forward, pressing his lips against Ville's.

Ville, shocked, kissed back for a few moments, needing some sort of loving contact to prove to himself that Mige leaving him did not mean there was something wrong with him. He pulled away though as he felt a soft tongue stroking his lips asking for entrance.

"Bam, what was that? We can't do this."

"I kissed you, and why not, you didn't seem to mind when you were kissing me back just then."

"I know and I'm sorry, I was just confused. I can't do this, it's too soon. Mige only broke up with me today, It's too much."

"It's fine. Don't worry about it." Bam said, trying hard not to show his anger at being pushed away.

"I'll go and get us a drink." Ville said awkwardly, getting up and going in to the kitchen.

Bam sat, the anger consuming him

**I can't believe he rejected me. He leads me on and then pushes me away? No way, I'm gonna make him love me the way I love him whether he wants it or not**

He got up and went through the door he'd seen Ville go through. He entered the kitchen to see Ville with his back to him, reaching up to get something out of an overhead cupboard, shirt riding up to expose part of a pale toned back.

He walked up to Ville and wrapped his arms around his waist pushing the boy against the counter and pressing his body flush against his.

"Bam, dont. I said I'm not interested and I mean it" Ville said, slightly annoyed.

Annoyance soon became a small tingle of fear as Bam tightened his grip and used his body to press him into the counter almost painfully.

"Bam?" asked Ville nervously

"You don't really want me to stop. You want this as much as I do, you're always hugging me and holding my hand. Don't fight it."

Ville started struggling even more as Bam leant down and started nibbling lightly on his ear.

"I'm sorry if you thought it meant something but it doesn't. I'm like that with all my friends so let me go."

As Ville found himself being dragged out of the kitchen and up the stairs he began to realize that Bam was too strong for him to fight although he kept trying even as Bam found his room and slammed him against the wall so hard Ville knew he would have bruises the next day.

"You little pricktease. You think it's ok to lead people on and then say you're not interested? My life was perfect until you came along and fucked up my head and now you wanna pretend you don't want this. Tough luck, this is what happens when you play games with people." Bam hissed into Vile's ear before biting down on the tender lobe.

Ville yelped in pain as he felt the blood drip down the side of his face from his ear. He shivered in disgust as Bam licked his face, cleaning up the blood with his tongue.

Bam let go of him to undo his belt and Ville took the oppertunity to push the older boy away and start running for the door, but Bam recovered quicker than he'd expected and managed to catch him just as he reached the top of the stairs.

He pulled Ville back into the bedroom, ignoring Ville's attempts to break free and bound his hands behind his back using his discarded belt before pushing him onto the bed.

He searched around quickly in Ville's wardrobe and came out with another belt which he used to tie Ville's bound hands to the bars of the headboard.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? let me go, you bastard" Ville yelled, half in anger and half in fear.

Bam, obviously tired of Ville yelling at him, found a scarf and used it to gag the boy on the bed.

He undid Ville's jeans and started to pull them off, the action made difficult by Ville trying to kick him. He backhanded him across the face as one of Ville's panic fueled kicks managed to hit him.

"Don't piss me off." Bam growled as tear filled eyes looked up at him. "You've been leading me on for too long and now I'm going to take you, whether you want me to or not."

Ville gasped as his shirt was ripped from him and he blushed heavily as Bam raked his gaze over Ville's exposed body.

Bam stripped himself quickly and crawled up Ville's body and gave him a cold smile that scared Ville more than anything that Bam had done so far. Bam gave Ville a chaste kiss over the gag, before moving down between his legs.

He pushed open Ville's legs despite Ville's attempts to stop him.

"If you don't keep your legs open for me, I'm gonna tie them to the bed. In fact, I think that's a good idea I might just do that."

Ville shook his head frantically, the thought of being completely tied scared him as he knew that would end any escape attempts.

"Ok. I'll let your disobediance slide this once but next time you won't be so lucky and I will punish you, understand?"

Ville nodded mutely, his mind racing with thoughts and images of how Bam would 'punish' him, each one scaring him more than the last. The thoughts were suddenly ripped from his head as he felt something enter him. He looked down to find Bam's tongue thrusting roughly in and out of his hole.

As Bam repeatedly rubbed over Ville's prostate with his tongue, Ville found himself getting aroused.

**No, this can't be happening. I can't believe I'm getting aroused by this, I'm fucking sick in the head.**

Bam moved away much to Ville's relief, only to lean back down and engulf Ville's half-hard cock in his mouth. He listened to Ville's choked whimpers and moans with pleasure, his own cock swelling as he thought of those noises escaping the smaller boy's throat while he was buried deep inside his ass.

Ville let out a long moan, muffled by the scarf in his mouth as he climaxed, hot tears of shame pouring down his face.

"Don't cry, baby." Bam purred as he crawled up the bed and over Ville's body. "You get to have a turn now too." Bam removed the gag and straddled Ville's face, gripping his chin as he desperately tried to turn his head away.

"A word of warning. Bite me and...." he leant back and squeezed Ville's limp cock to the point of pain, to prove his point rather than making an empty threat. Ville got the message as he gasped in pain.

"Ok, ok, I promise. You're hurting me, stop it."

Bam rubbed his weeping cock against Ville's soft lips, grinning in triumph as Ville's mouth reluctantly opened to take him in. The sight was too erotic for him to control himself and he thrust forward, hearing Ville choke but not really caring as the wet warmth surrounded him.

Ville was fighting his gag reflexes as Bam fucked his throat, trying not to give in to the temptation of biting down just to stop what was happening. He knew that Bam would actually do as he threatened and that was the only thing stopping him.

Ville felt Bam's cum fill his mouth and gagged as he tried to swallow the salty fluid even as Bam continued to thrust his cock into his mouth until he was completely spent.

Bam let his body fall onto the bed next to Ville and lapped up the cum that had escaped Ville's lips before moving down to lick and bite tender nipples.

Each touch of Bam's tongue made Ville shudder in revulsion and he pulled hard at his restraints even as the leather cut into him and the delicate skin started to bleed. To his suprise, Bam reached up and undid the belt that was keeping his tied hands to the bed. A glimmer of hope rose in him, maybe Bam had finished with him, maybe it was over.

His hopes were dashed though as Bam spoke. "Turn over and get on your hands and knees."

Ville's stomach churned as he knew what was coming next. Frozen in fear, he couldn't move or speak.

The belt in Bam's hand suddenly struck out, hitting him across the thighs with a sharp smack.

Ville couldn't help but cry out from the pain and shock.

"I. said. turn. over. on. your. hands and. knees" each word was punctuated with a slap of the belt and Ville almost bit through his lip trying not to cry out in pain. He struggled to turn over and did as he was told, wincing as Bam tied his hands back to the bed so he was resting on his forearms.

"I told you next time you disobeyed me, I'd punish you but I thought I'd be kind this time. Think yourself lucky."

Ville didn't even have time to think as Bam roughly thrust his cock into Ville's unprepared ass, drawing a scream of pain as Bam continued to pound into him, not giving him any time to ajust.

The burning pain never stopped as Bam fucked him so hard the bed shook. Ville buried his face in his pillow and bit down, trying to muffle the sobbing and whimpers of pain that were escaping his throat. He treid hard to block out Bam's voice but the words kept coming, even as Ville felt himself tearing and the burning became slightly dulled as his blood became a makeshift lubricant.

"You asked for this you know... teasing me, you're mine now.....my slut, that's all you are, just a dirty little slut who flirts and teases but never follows through."

Bam's rant turned into moans as he neared completion, thrusting even harder than Ville thought was possible before screaming Ville's name as he climaxed, coating Ville's insides. He pulled out and untied the younger boy, knowing that he would be in too much pain to try and escape.

He ran his fingers over Ville's abused ass, covering them in the mixture of blood and cum that was slowly running down the insides of Ville's legs.

Ville almost threw up as he felt those same fingers being thrust into his mouth. "Suck them." Bam demanded. "Can you taste both of us? delicious isn't it?" it was then that Ville noticed Bam licking the same substance of his other hand.

Once Ville had cleaned Bam's hand to his liking, Bam rose off the bed and dressed himself.

"I have to leave now unfortuantely, but I will have you again. You're mine now, for whenever, wherever and however I want you, if you tell anyone, or say no to me, I'll have to tell my homophobic friends that you've been hitting on me. Have I made myself clear?"

Ville nodded reluctantly, knowing that Bam's friends would never believe that Bam was lying. Bam pressed their lips together in a hard possesive kiss before leaving.

Ville curled up into a fetal position. His body crawled with disgust and all he wanted to do was take a thousand baths, anything to scrub away the feeling of Bam on his body and his taste out of his mouth, but he was in too much pain to walk. So instead he lay there, wondering how much more Bam was going to make him do.

I left the ending open for a sequal if i get enough good reviews **hint hint!!**