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Trespass	By : kattanon Category: S through Z > The Shield Views: 2004 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: - I don�t own any of the characters of Thieldield, they all belong to Shawn Ryan and FX.
Trespass � Chapter 5.
Dutch lay on his back staring up at his bedroom ceiling and he�d never felt so exposed in his life. He felt completely rigid every muscle in his body clenched tight with tension and fear. His hands were held in fists at his sides, his legs clamped together so t tht that it felt as if it would take a crow bar to open them, sadly he knew that in reality all it would take would be more violence or the threat of violenceinstinst Vic. He heard a thump on the floor and turning his head slightly to the side he saw one of the gunman�s slightly battered Reeboks hitting the floor as he slipped first one then the other shoe off. When he began to undo his trousers Dutch resolutely turned his gaze back to the ceiling, trying unsuccessfully to blink away the tears which were blurring his vision, instead he felt the tears escaping from the corners of his eyes and slide into his hair. For a second hehed hed it was Vic lying here instead of him, why had they chosen him instead of Vic, he felt guilty for wishing this on anyone, but he just didn�t want it to be him. He felt the bed dip as the gunman, soon to be his rapist, sat on the edge and flinched when he felt the man�s hand come to rest on his thigh. It didn�t move just rested there the heat of it burning him. He jumped again when the man spoke to him,
"I�ll bet you�ve never been fucked up the ass before have you?"
Dutch didn�t know what to do, didn�t know what to say, not sure if he could even speak if he tried.
"I asked you a question." The man said squeezing Dutch�s thigh hard with his hand.
Dutch just shook his head.
"Never mind I like it that way�I like breaking in virgins." The man laughed, his grip on Dutch�s thigh lessening as he rubbed his hand up and down over the area he�d just bruised.
The hand continued to move stroking its way up over his hip across his stomach, Dutch could feel his stomach muscles fluttering as the light touch danced over them.
"You should relax, you�re so tense." The man mocked him, making fun of his fear.
That polluting hand carried on stroking its way up to Dutch�s chest, fingering first one nipple and then the other, and then up to the side of his face where it stopped the palm gently cupping his cheek. The pressure increased on his cheek as the man turned Dutch�s face towards him, Dutch felt the bed dipping even lower as the man leaned forward over him. Dutch found himself looking into a pair of cold blue eyes as the gunman leaned even closer, his face just a inch from Dutch�s.
"If you bite me your friend will suffer." He warned.
Then he closed the gap between them his lips on Dutch�s as he kissed him. Dutch instinctively tried to pull away but he was trapped between the man above him and the bed below him with no where to go. He felt the man�s tongue like a serpent pushing his lips apart, pushing itself into his mouth. The man groaned into his mouth as his hand moved from Dutch�s face travelling down over his body coming to rest on his genitals, the man possessively squeezing his flaccid penis. His hard, rough touch made Dutch gasp in pain and the man�s kiss deepened, his mouth becoming bruising, his touch rougher. Dutch could hear the small sounds of distress, which were coming from him, and which seemed to excite the other man even more. Suddenly Dutch started in pain as the man bit down on his lower lip, breaking the skin adding more blood to what was already there from the punch earlier. When the man pulled his head back Dutch felt disgust well up inside him when he saw his blood on the other man�s lips. Dutch felt cold fear coil in his gut when he saw the lust which was burning in the other man�s eyes and he knew this was it, it was really going to happen, he was really going to be raped. There wasn�t going to be some last minute rescue, Vic wasn�t going to come up with a fiendish plan and save him, the half naked man who�s erection he could feel digging into his hip wasn�t going to laugh and say,
"Hey just a joke�just fucking with you man, now where did you say the DVD player was?"
No this was real, it was really going to happen, and he did the one thing he didn�t want to do, the one thing he�d promised himself he wouldn�t do, he turned his head towards Vic and looked him in the eyes and said,
"Vic please help me�do something�help me�p�pl�please."
He saw a look of pain and pity cross Vic�s face before the gunman slapped his face saying,
"Don�t look at him, I want you to be looking right at me when I take you."
The man sat back both his hands going to Dutch�s thighs as he began to pry them apart. Dutch knew he was supposed to cooperate but he couldn�t the harder the man tried, the more bruises were etched into his flesh, the harder Dutch fought to keep his legs together. Finally the man lost patience his fist smashing into Dutch�s stomach the air whooshing out of his lungs at the blow. A second blow quickly following the first and Dutch was trying to curl in on himself, trying to drag oxygen into his badly winded body. The gunman, the rapist, seized his opportunity pushing Dutch�s legs apart, positioning himself between them. Dutch cried out in pain and distress when he felt the man�s finger jab into him,
"Oh yeah," The man breathed, "nice and tight, just like I like it."
Dutch tried to pull away, tried to push his heels into the bed so he could scoot up the bed away from this monster, but the man held his hips in a punishing grip and the way the pillows under his hips canted his backside up and off the surface of the bed made it impossible for him to get any purchase to push with. The man was kneeling up pulling Dutch towards him, up partially onto his lap, Dutch was panicking reaching behind him, his hands scrabbling for something to grab onto to halt his inexorable slide towards his rape. All he could grab was the sheet of his bed which he bunched into his fists, the man began to lean over him, above his uncontrollable sobs he could hear the other man, the one by Vic, the one who would rape him next egging his friend on, laughing,
"Oh yeah man, see him fight�you going to fight me like that boy huh? Go on fuck him�come on fuck him so I can have my turn!"
Then he felt it, hard and seeming impossibly big, poking at his ass, terror flared in him, he brought his hands forward swinging wildly at the man over him. He felt his fist clip the man�s arm then he felt him let go of his hip and the man�s fist hit his cheek, rattling his teeth with it�s force.
"That�s right you fight you little shit it just makes it more fun for me now." He told Dutch.
Then his hand returned to Dutch�s hip and he paused for a moment and then lunged forward with all his weight behind him. Dutch screamed as the man�s penis ripped its way into his body, the pain excruciating, unlike anything he�d ever felt before. He felt his back rear up from the bed as the sensation of his flesh tearing, being ripped apart rushed through him. Dutch could feel his muscles clamping around the invader trying to expel it from his body. The man grunted with the effort, paused and then thrust himself the rest of the way into him. It felt to Dutch as if he was being torn in two, the burning agony consuming him from the inside out. The man began to move in him, every thrust a torment, Dutch cried out with every movement, squeezed his eyes shut, feeling himself being driven into the mattress below him. A stinging slap cut through his torture, he snapped his eyes open to see his rapist glaring down at him,
"Keep your fucking eyes open�look at me!"
Dutch�s mind was in a whirl, shutting itself down, he couldn�t think straight, his world comprising of nothing but the agony consuming him and the twisted face above him. The man stared into his open eyes, sweat from his forehead dripping down onto Dutch�s face. He changed position lying more fully on top of Dutch, but he planted his hands on either side of Dutch�s head. His arms locked at the elbows so that he could keep looking into Dutch�s face as he raped him. The change of position made his thrusts longer and deeper his penis rhythmically stabbing into Dutch�s body. As he looked into the face above him Dutch could see the man�s lips moving and as Dutch�s screams turned into pained moans he could hear what the man was saying,
"Fucking yes�oh fuck that�s good� so fucking tight."
Then the man began to grunt as he lowered himself down over Dutch�s body, his head buried in the curve between Dutch�s shoulder and neck. As he grunted out his pleasure, his cum being released deep into Dutch�s bleeding body he bit down on the soft skin of Dutch�s shoulder making him cry out again. Then he stilled, his heavy weight pressing Dutch down into the bed, suffocating him. Then the weight was gone, the man pulling himself up and away from him. He could hear him laughing, slightly breathless as he whooped and said,
"Shit that was good� he was fucking tight. Nothing like a virgin."
Dutch could feel the warmth of blood and other fluids leaking from his broken body, coating his inner thighs, running down to his buttocks, soaking into the bed beneath him. He turned his back on those mocking self-congratulatory voices, slowly pulling his knees up to his chest, trying to make himself as small as possible, he lay on his side and felt his soul shatter into a million irretrievable pieces.
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