It was raining heavily, and Max was freezing. He mumbled angrily under his breath, feeling as the rain drenched his black converse. The skinny jeans he wore did close to nothing when it came to keeping his legs dry; and he shivered from the cold he felt. The pathway was soaked with water; he was walking home from a long day at college. It was typical that his dad’s car had broken down the day before; with no money for a bus he was stuck with walking. Therefore, he decided to take a well known, but dangerous shortcut. This led through the side street next to the town centre. Under normal circumstances, Max wouldn’t take this route; however, with the rain pounding against him he figured it would be in his best interest to walk the unfamiliar path.
At first, only the sounds of his footsteps, paired with the rain could be heard. As max strolled down the dimly lit street, he couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching him. Shaking his head at such stupid thoughts, Max decided perhaps some music would calm his nerves. He fished his headphones out of his pocket, and placed them in. With a click of a button, the World was drowned out, and he went on his way.
Eventually the song reached its end, but the paranoid feeling in his gut didn’t ease. Against his better judgment, the goof looked over his shoulder and froze at what he saw. The colour drained from his face and his blood ran cold. Just a few feet from him, was another figure, and Unlike Max, the stranger continued walking towards him. Panic took hold, and Max took off like a bullet; he decided sticking around wouldn’t be a good idea. Unfortunately, the other ran after him.
Keeping up a fast pace, Max took many twists and turns in an attempt to shake his pursuer off his trail. His legs ached from the sudden sprint, and he found himself slowing down. Hands on his knees Max panted heavily. Another glance back, he was relieved to see no stranger in sight. Standing up fully, the young Goof chuckled to himself; assuming that the stranger wasn’t after him, but was running to get out of the rain themselves. Max sighed coolly, and continued his walk.
It only took a few steps until Max was thrusted back into a state of panic out of a nearby alleyway, that unwanted figure came back into view. Max spun on his feet, ready to run once more. He barely took a step, before he felt the stranger grab him by the collar. Max opened his mouth to scream; only to feel a calloused hand cover his mouth, muffling his voice completely. He put up a fight, only to be dragged into the alleyway. Max frantically tried to grab at his attackers hands, in an attempt to get them off his face. His converse scuffed against the wet ground, causing him to barely get any grip, and all he could do was slip and slide as he was dragged deeper into the alley.
With an irritated grunt, the stranger threw Max to the floor. The terrified teen landed on his back, and stared up at his attacker. The other slowly stepped towards him and Max tried to scramble away. In a flash, the assailant dropped to his knees and grabbed Max’s ankles; dragging the defenseless teen closer. Max aimed a punch at the other, but they were quick to react. The attacker lunged forward and grabbed Max by the neck. The Goof gasped; his own hands desperately trying to pry the stranger from him,
‘‘Ya best stop that, if ya know what’s good for ya,’’ the attacker threatened.
Max frowned and did as he was told, allowing his arms to fall to his side. His assailant smirked and loosened the grip on the goof’s neck. Sitting up, the other glared down at his victim,
‘‘Ya ain’t from around ‘ere, are ya kid?’’
‘‘N-no,’’ Max stuttered,
The strangers smirk darkened, ‘‘Ya know what we do to newbies kid?’’
Again, Max gave a quiet, ‘‘no,’’ in response.
‘‘Don’t worry then kid,’’ The other spat, “Cuz ya ‘bout to find out why ya don’t walk these streets alone.”
The creep’s attention now turned to Max’s belt buckle. His hands slipped down and started to unbuckle the teen’s belt,
‘‘No! What are you doing!’’ Max yelled, starting to kick his legs, ‘‘Get the fuck off me!’’
His words fell on deaf ears as the stranger broke the buckle and ripped the belt from the jeans loops. having enough of Max’s noise, the attacker forced the leather belt into Max’s mouth and buckled it behind his head,
‘‘That should make ya shut up for a while.’’
Despite the fact Max kept struggling, his assailant was able to pull his jeans and boxers down in one swift move.
Now the other’s hands grabbed Max by the shoulder, flipping the teen over onto his stomach. The Goof squirmed and kicked his legs, scuffing up the top caps of his converse. Tears fell from his eyes as realization set in. Muffled screams tried to leave his mouth, the force burning his voice box. Hands clambered and clawed at the stone floor, a useless attempt to escape. The stranger tutted, 
“Not a quick learner are ya?” He taunted, hand taking a fistful of Max’s hair and slamming his face against the cobblestone. 
The blow left Max slightly dazed, giving his attacker just enough time to get ready himself. Unzipping his own jeans and sliding them down his hips; the strangers cock bobbed out, already hard and ready. Max’s feet scraped against the floor, abrasing his soaked, black converse further. Uncomfortably, he pushed himself a few millimeters away, only to whine out as the stranger tugged him back into position.  
“This will be over quicker if ya relax kid,” The creep told him, “C'mon, getting’ fucked aint that bad.“  
The stranger pushed Max’s face against the cold floor, lightly cutting his skin. His other hand reached under Max’s stomach, making the Goof shudder with disgust. He felt his hips being lifted, and then the other scrambled on top. Max was further forced down, feeling the other’s stomach pushed against his slender back. He threw up in his mouth slightly as the other’s dick pushed against his tight opening. Shaking his head violently, Max attempted to kick the sicko off of him. All he received was teasing laughs and even more scratched converse. Gently, the attacked pressed the tip of his cock against its prize, 
"This may hurt a lil kid.” 
With a powerful thrust, the stranger pushed his cock inside of Max. The Goof clenched  around the intruder; his body trembled as pain coursed through every cell of his body. His vision greyed around the sides as his breathing sped up. Max’s obvious distress didn’t waver the attacker’s motive. In a sickening slow pace, he continued to force himself deeper inside the Goof’s innards, until finally he was sheathed all the way inside.       
He lent in closer, the assailants lips now against Max’s ear, 
“Tol’ ya it would only hurt a lil’,” They laughed, “But I suppose I shouldn’t be selfish now…should I?” 
The questioned confused Max to no end, not that a small inquiry like that was one of his major concerns right now. He let out a choked sob in response. In the new position, the stranger walked his fingers down Max’s stomach. He knew the Goof wouldn’t be able to move his hips without causing more damage to himself after all. Fingers reached down and wrapped themselves around Max’s dick, giving a hard tug to the organ. Another hoarse scream came from the victim, 
“Now, I’m gonna start movin’, an’ ya gonna stay still got it kid?"  
The Goof trembled and made a garbled noise. The ‘response’ only angered the stranger, who squeezed Max’s dick in response, making the teen under him cry out even more, 
"I said, got it kid!"  
Frantically, Max nodded, and the stranger loosened his grip.  
Now, the attacker was moving. He dragged his dick out slowly, allowing Max to feel every move, every twitch the guy made. He kept going until just the top was left in; then with no warning the stranger plunged back into the Goof’s ass. His victim just cried and whimpered in pain; chest heaving as uncontrollable sobs left him. It meant nothing to the stranger. He repeated the action, thrusting deeper inside Max. To both of their surprise, the teen suddenly jolted and let out a slight moan. A growly chuckle rumbled from the attackers throat, and he thrust back in. Another unwanted moan and the stranger knew what was happening. He was hitting a particular little bundle of nerves that was forcing his victim to find some pleasure in this, 
”Heh, you likin’ this ya fuckin’ whore?“  
Max shook his head, choking on his own sobbing, his drool making the leather belt in his mouth wet. The stranger just continued thrusting into Max, hitting his prostate over, and over, and over. The hits and eventual grinding against his nerves made the Goof shudder and his stomach knotted with a horrid warmth and sickness. He could feel blood leaking out his ass as the tissue was torn from the unlubed thrusts of the strangers cock.  
Time melted around him; Max had no idea how long his face and knees were scratched and cut by the floor. How long his ass was abused and pounded into. Blue eyes were rolled up, the whites rimmed with red from tears. His vision continued to fade from grey to normal. Then the attacked pulled out completely, and Max hoped, just for a second, that this was finally over. It was far from the truth. Max was flipped over onto his back, now made to look his rapist in the eye. Hands gripped at the slippy floor, and in a tired, futile attempt, Max kicked his legs up. Feet landed against the floor hard from the exhaustion, just ruining his black converse further. 
The stranger thrusted inside of Max with no warning, all the way in. The blood and rain and previous fucking allowed him to get in with no resistance. The dog whimpered tiredly. Completely inside, one hand kept the strangers balance while the other released the leather belt from Max’s mouth, 
"Please…please stop…” The teen begged with a tired mouth, 
“Nah…not yet…only let ya mouth free cuz I wanna hear ya moans ya sick fuck.” 
“I’m the sick fuck! You- ah!” Max barely got the sentence out.  
The stranger was moving, sending more waves of pain and pleasure over the Goof’s body and Max found energy to try and push the other away. Hands pressed up against the other male. Despite his best efforts, the stranger didn’t move away, all that happened was he went harder and faster as he pounded into his victim. Finger nails digged into Max’s hips, lifting them up, the creep making himself get as deep as he physically could.  
His hips moved rapidly, the strangers breathing speeding up as he reached his own climax. Max screamed out in pain, unintelligible sobs coming from him as he still ust begged for this to end. One of the assailants hands moved from Max’s slender hips and gripped at the Goof’s dick again. With his thrusts he jerks the other off; the dog underneath him shook his head frantically. His body quivered as every nerve was continued to be assaulted by every action. 
Then, finally, after what felt like an eternity of torture, the man’s hips started to slow down. The man was cumming, his thick, white and hot seed filling Max’s abused anal canal. The Goof hiccuped, body twitching as everything came to a halt. His head rolled to the side and he coughed hard; he was sure bile was threatening to come out his mouth. Nothing did though. Maybe that was for the best.  
The stranger slipped himself out, his seed leaking out of Max’s anal ring. The puffed, sore muscle tried to twitch itself closed but it was no use. With a dark laughed, the male stood up, leaving the Goof to lay on the floor. He pulled his own pants up, zipping them up and placing his hands in his pockets, 
“Thanks whore.”  
The stranger turned and started to stride away.  
Max gradually sat himself up. Body shaking, the dog found it difficult to breath. His throat felt like it had been crushed; probably from where his head had been held down. Shuddering, Max staggered to his feet. He reached down, pulling up his jeans; he noticed how dirty his converse were, they were stained from his struggles against the cold wet alley floor. 
He felt dirty, so fucking dirty. At least it was over…it was over…wasn’t it?  
Max whimpered from the fire burning ache coursing through his body. The attacker heard it, and something dawned on him. His victim had seen his face, and now the stranger was in danger of being caught for raping some dumb fucking teen, 
“I aint leavin’ no loose ends,” The attacker mumbled under his breath. 
Max leant against the alley wall, having to use it to keep himself up. Everything hurt so much. Just as he was straightening himself up, a pair of hands grabbed him from behind. A hand across his mouth muffled out his potential screams once more. The Goof barely had any strength left, but he put up a fight none the less. Hands grabbed at the assailant, his legs kicking back in an attempt to injure him, to do anything really. The stranger clawed into his already abused face. Max did his best to free himself, 
“Stop fuckin’ squirmin’!"  
Gripping Max’s face, his other hand went to his throat. The stranger was violently pulling the Goof’s head to the side, trying to snap his neck. It failed and he threw Max to the floor. He grinned when he saw his advantage, and hell, he could really drag this out with the teen on the floor.
Max fell on his back with an 'umph’ noise, shots of pain cracking through the settling numbness he was temporarily blessed with. Once more, the attacked was on top of him, hands around his neck. The attacker began to squeeze max’s neck…hard. H could barely breathe. Max began to struggle out of sheer panic, his legs flailing, and his converse sneakers scuffed and squeaked against the wet floor. His hands raised up and started to push on the attackers chest in an attempt to get him off.
‘‘Achhh echkk pp-plea....’’ Max gasped.
Max’s eyes began to fill with tears and slightly bulge out as the attacker applied more pressure to his throat; he started to hit at the assailant and try to smack him in the face.
‘‘Now, now let’s not do that eh?’’ The attacker taunted as he grabbed max’s arms, pinning him to the ground.
Max let out a gasp for air once the attacker let go, but it wasn’t enough time for him to regain a full lung of breath as the attacker soon placed his hands back around max’s throat. He squeezed once more, this time really applying the pressure. Now Max’s eyes bulged more, red and teary. His lips began to swell and go blue, and his tongue trying to escape his mouth. This time, Max could not get any air at all, his words making no sounds,
‘‘Come on now shhhh’’ The attacker said as he pushed down onto Max’s throat.
The teen’s actions now became more frantic as his legs and feet kicked at the air, his vision slowly blurring, and his lips began to tingle. His tongue was now trapped between his teeth. His struggling became ever slower the longer the attacker squeezed at his neck,
‘‘Hck hccchk I…mhhm hel...’’ 
The goof couldn’t finish his sentence, he didn’t even know what was going on anymore. His hands slowly slipped away, off his attacker, and fell to his side. Any attempts to lift them off the ground only led to them falling straight back down next to him. Max’s actions were now very miniscule, his hands and fingers slowly curling and twitching. His feet twitched and toes flexed inside his converse every now and then; his leg would slightly kick up out of instinct, but soon fell right back down and twitch.
‘‘Mmhchh…mhhhhhh…mhh…mh...’’ 
The only words that could be heard from the boy, as he slowly succumbed to the lack of oxygen. His eyes now rolled up into the back of his head and the feet twitches only happened every few seconds, then it turned into small, rapid convulsions,
‘‘Thaaaaats it boy...shhhhh...’’ The attacker whispered as he looked into Max’s empty lifeless eyes.
As the attacker continued to press on Max’s throat, a small warm steamy dark patch began to appear at Max’s crotch, growing in size and eventually streaming down his pants leg. It ran out around Max’s rapidly twitching feet, forming a puddle around his black converse hi tops; running down the cracks in the pavement. Max let out one final breath as his actions completely stopped.
‘‘There we goooo’’ The attacker said as he got up off the Goof boys corpse.
He stared a minute, just admiring his work. He put his hands in his pockets, and kicked at the boy’s sneaker, before grabbing at the goof’s wrists and dragging him around behind a dumpster. Leaving his lifeless body slumped on the cold wet ground, his sneakers and jeans all scuffed up, worn out dirty and covered in his own piss. He took a scenic route, only to become a part of it…in the worst way possible.