A New Life In The Wake Of Pain

Alex knew as he ordered another drink that he was getting drunk but right now he didn't care, bring drunk was the only thing keeping him from from proably crying his eyes out like a girl over his good for nothing exboyfriend. Alex still could believe that Chris had been cheating on him and with someone Alex thought was a friend too. Alex took another drink as he blocked out his emotions before slowly making his way to the bathroom.

Quaid smirked as he watched, he had his eye on this man all night and now it seemed he was getting his chance. Quaid came from a bad home. His father was always gone and when he was his mother continuously beat the hell out of him for no reason. That had made for one messed up child and he was. He was cruel at times, like now when he had a little to much liquor in his system. He slapped a twenty on the table to pay for his drink before following Alex into the bath room, his intentions clear in his gray eyes,

Alex took no notice of the man that entered the bath room behind him, he just wanted to finish his business and go back to his drink.

Quaid crept up behind him, giving an evil grin as he bashed Alex over the head, taking both hands and pinning them behind his back while he pressed him against the wall. Really he was doing this as a favor to a friend, his friend had been with Alex and said he had cheated on him.
Alex needed to be punished.

Alex whimpered at the sharp pain in his head as he weakly struggled, his reflexs slow thanks to all the alcohol he had drank "Get off..."

"Nah, I don't think I will. I hear you have been a very naughty boy. And we all know, naughty boy's need to be punished." Quaid chuckled as he applied more pressure to Alex's arms which he had began twisting seconds ago. His eyes wondered over Alex's taught body hungrily.

Alex stopped struggling as the pain in his arms got worse "What the hell do you want from me you basturd?" Alex asked as he was starting to get afraid.

"My demands are simple. I want you to hurt just as you made Chris hurt.....Doing what you did to hurt him." Quaid's voice was cold as he let his hands slip around to unbutton Alex's shirt.

Alex was shocked "I didn't fucking hurt Chris, i didn't do anything to him he's the one..."Alex protested as he started to struggle again. He couldn't believe this was happening.

Quaid kept him held down.
'Oh you like so bad..." He tore the shirt away from Alex's body, letting his hands wonder over his chest, feeling his muscle ripple under his skin.

"Stop damn it..." Alex said as he tried to get away from his attackers hands, getting more paniced by the second "Get the hell off me..."

Quiad paid him no mind, slipping one hand into his boxers, smile widening as it brushed over Alex's short pubic hair to grip his cock firmly. Alex's member was not especially long, but it was nice and thick.
Quaid liked them like that.

Alex froze when he felt the hand on his cock, he squeezed his eyes shut and begged softly "Please don't do this..."

"Give me one good reason why I shouldnt?" Quaid grinned, squeezing his victim's member as he spoke.

Alex whimpered softly "I've already had my heart ripped in two today, please just leave me alone."

"Not good enough." He worked his own pants down, his hand leaving Alex to stroke his erection.

Alex renewed his struggles, he couldn't believe this was really going to happen "Stop.... Please....."

The begging only made him laughed as he aligned himself with Alex's unprepared hole. He licked his lips with a small grin, this was fun to him...

Alex screamed as his attacker swiftly entered his without any prep at all and started at a fast pace.

Quaid was rough, slamming in and out of the other man at a bruising pace, not caring one bit as he felt blood coat his member, it only made him go harder.

Alex felt tears start to fall as the pain got worse.

Quaid was TRYING to make it hurt him. Chris had called him and lied, he was doing this for a friend, but either way he was enjoying this.

Alex squeezed his eyes shut as he just blocked out his emotions, hoping it would be over soon.

But Quaid was dragging this out, hoping to make it last for a good while. Hardly anyone went into this bathroom and those who did didnt give a fuck about the cries of some stranger being fucked into the cold bathroom wall.

Alex just wanted to die or crawl into a hole, anything to escape the pain and humiliation of what was happening to him.