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One day after art class Duff's feeling very tired and is hoping that maybe if he's quiet enough, Anthony and his gang won't notice him and he can finally eat in peace. Unfortunately, that's not the case. His inhaler drops from his backpack while he's looking for his lunch money and makes a loud noice. Duffs mom bought it for him after he was constantly complaining about not being able to breath at school.
Which was half correct. He knew he had some kind of panic attack disorder, but also knew his parents would call him crazy if he said so.
Of course, one of Anthonys minions heard this and Duff knew he was fucked(no pun intended) He thought that maybe if he just ran away as fast as he could, they couldn't catch him, but knew he would take an even worse beating the following day.
So he just let it happen. Again. But this time it was different. This time they dragged him across the hallway and into the bathroom stalls. One of the guys made sure the place was empty and stood at the doorway. There were two guys holding him down on the filthy floor and that's when it hit him.
Duffs stomach started twisting into knots and his breath started quickening. The men were calling him names and beating him up, but all he could hear was the blood rush in his ears. 'No, please' he tried to beg, but one of the guys had a hand firmly against his mouth, so the words were completely muffled.
When he heard the noise of zipper opening and Anthony taking his pants off just enough to reveal his dick, he was sure tears were already streaming down his face. He tried to scream but nothing came out from his throat. He tried to get the men off him but they weren't losing the hard grip on him. All of this just earned a firm slap on his cheek and holy shit it stung.
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He was losing hope and thought that maybe if he just let it happen he wouldn't get hit again and it would be over sooner.
Anthony wasn't big more like below average. He could take him right? He sometimes uses his fingers while masturbating and it's not that bad. There's just one "problem". They're not taking his clothes off. Why?
Duffs question was soon answered. Anthony was approaching him with his dick in his hand, slowly stroking himself.
Oh. Oh shit.
No way he was putting that disgusting piece of meat in his mouth. No way. One of the men behind him grabbed his hair and held his head in place. The other man took a pocket knife from his backpack and placed it on his throat. Not enough to slice but enough to make him know he was serious.
"Bite and I'll cut your throat in half"
His dick was now only inches away from Duffs lips and he was terrified. He was trembling and felt like passing out from the lack of oxygen.
"Pl- please stop, I- I'll do annything e-else" Duff stuttered
Smack
Once again a stinging pain in his jaw though this time it was more like a punch than a slap.
"Talk again and I'll make sure to put that ass of yours to use as well. Don't test me." Anthony spit at him.
He took a hold of the blue hair and forced himself down the kneeling man's throat in one go. Duff immediately gagged not from the size but from the pure stink. He tried his best not to use teeth or vomit right on his dick.
"Fuuck that feels good" The man groaned and started thrusting into the wet heat of Duffs mouth.
Meanwhile a raven haired man appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. Duff didn't notice him at first but the big guy who was supposed to make sure no one came in, was now on the floor holding his throat, gasping for air.
In a blink of an eye the two men behind him were gone and Anthony was the only one left. He pulled out from Duffs mouth and pulled his pants back up, but didn't let go of his hair. When he looked up he saw Anthony throw a punch at the mysterious man who easily dodged the hit. Almost immediately, his hair was released and the man who assaulted him was thrown against the wall.
"If I catch you doing this shit again I'll cut your filthy fucking dick off and feed it to your mom". For a moment Duff was sure he saw Anthony pee his pants a little.
The man released him and kicked him out of the room and into the almost empty hallway. He was lucky it was lunch time.
"Morons" Izzy thought, but was interrupted by the sound of throwing up and gasping in the corner stall.
He saw the blue haired man trying desperately to get air in his lungs while kneeling down in front of the toilet He was shaking like a leaf and gripping the seat so hard his knuckles were turning white.
He saw the man and felt kind of bad for him. Well, a lot actually. The man thought of just walking away and hope the assaulted man was going to be alright. On the other hand, he couldn't just leave him there incase the bastards came back.(which was highly unlikely, but he didn't want to take the risk) Izzy decided to crouch down behind him, and hold the man's longi-ish hair up, so It didn't get covered in vomit. Its the least he can do after what the man had just went through.
The younger man was of course startled by this and flinched away. Before he could say anything he threw up again. Izzy gently held his hair and rubbed his hand across his back. The strange man's actions felt odd to him but he let himself be comforted.
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When Duff had somewhat calmed down, Izzy got a good look at him for the first time. His face was slightly bruised and his eyes were puffy and red. He looked strangely small for a guy his age.
Izzy slowly reached his hand over to trace the man's bruised cheekbones but he once again flinched away from him in fear.
"I won't hurt ya. Just gonna make sure they didn't brake anything" That and the kind smile was enough for Duff and he let the man gently touch him and wipe the tears that were now sticky, off his face.
The touch felt nice. Loving almost. And it made him cry. Again. Izzy got startled by this and quickly took his hand away, hoping he hadn't hurt the man. "Sorry I didn't mean to-" before he got the chance to finish his sentence the man collapsed onto him. "...-hurt you..."
He understood what was going on and slowly wrapped his arms around the man, not wanting to make him feel trapped. The gesture was soon returned and the taller man basically climbed on his lap straddling his thighs and completely breaking down on him. Izzy gently held him and tried his best to make the younger man feel safe.
'Shit. It was gonna be a long day.'