One time, Char lived in an apartment complex. It was one of the best times of his life! A friendly, close-knit community, two playgrounds and two pools, lots of friends who had the same interests as him (and who loved to be a bit naughty sometimes), and lots of greenery and plants that made everything seem so cozy.

There was a very big tree with thick roots that Char used to walk on, and he'd walk in circles all day daydreaming about stories he wanted to make. Fantastical worlds filled with characters of all shapes and sizes, magic powers, fighting against monsters, gods and goddesses, intricate storylines... Char spent any free moment alone milking his imagination for all it was worth. His friends knew not to pester him too much when he was doing this; everyone needed some time alone every once in a while, and when his brain started to hurt from thinking too much he'd scamper off to go play with everyone again.

One day, a new kid moved in (“kid”, though he was nearly 18 and thus ancient compared to the others), a tall, fairly muscular panther named Mikael who settled in pretty well with everyone and always had interesting things to say. Char didn't speak to Mikael at first, finding him a bit intimidating, but when a big hide-and-seek game was announced and Mikael asked to hide with him, he decided there was no harm in making a new friend.

While they were waiting for the game to begin, Mikael introduced himself to Char. They seemed to get along well, and Char eagerly told him all about his favorite hiding places and if they ran really fast, they could get to this one place most other kids refused to go and probably win! Mikael liked that idea. He was sitting awful close to the jackal boy and listening very intently, and it made Char a bit self-conscious but glad to have such an attentive friend. Eventually, the game started, and the two of them took off as one of Char's friends started counting to 50.

The apartment complex had nicer 3-bedroom buildings in the back, and it was around here that there were several enclosures scattered through the parking lot where the dumpsters were kept. This was, of course, where most kids refused to go due to the enclosures often being smelly and gross, but the trash had thankfully been emptied recently so there wasn't anything too noticeably bad in there. Char excitedly led Mikael into the one furthest away from the counter.

"They'll never find us in here, and we can hide behind the dumpster if they come in." Char whispered. 

Mikael nodded and sat down on the concrete floor, leaning up against the wall. "Nasty place, I guess, but it's still a clever hiding spot."

"Right?" Char grinned. "We'll probably be here a while, though..."

"Then why don't we get to know each other a bit?" Mikael patted the spot next to him, and Char happily went to go sit down. They started chatting again, and Char told him all about his apartment and his friends and what he liked, and have you ever played this game? ...Oh… Um, yeah, it's not really that good... Well, I like this other one though...

Char tried to let Mikael talk about himself a bit, but the panther seemed only interested in hearing what he had to say. ...Not that he minded, though. It was refreshing to meet someone new and share your interests with them. They talked for a good half hour, quietly, of course, since they were still hiding. Char stopped and peeked outside real quick to see if anyone was near, but the parking lot was empty.

"I guess we're still safe." Char said as he went back over to Mikael. "But we should try to be more quiet, cuz you never know when they'll come this way."

"Hmm..." Mikael looked away for a bit before turning to Char with a strange look in his eyes. "Can I ask a weird question?"

"Sure!" Char loved answering questions! It was probably gonna be about the-

"Have you ever... Masturbated before?"

O-oh... Talk about a bombshell! “Like when you uh..." He pointed to his crotch.

"Yup." Mikael nodded.

"Um, sometimes... Sometimes I do, haha…"

"... It's perfectly fine to do that, you know. Do you ever think of stuff when you're doing it? Or maybe look stuff up?"

"Oh, yeah. I think of lots of things, and sometimes I'll go on my mom's computer when she's not home and look at stuff." If it was "fine" to masturbate, then he didn't see what was so wrong with talking to Mikael about it. Any excuse to talk was good in his book, to be honest.

"What kind of stuff do you look at? Cute girls with big boobs, I bet, hehe." Mikael cupped his hands under his chest and laughed. Char giggled too and started blushing a bit. He didn't really like girls all that much...

"...What's wrong? Your face is all red~" Mikael teased. "Does the thought of nice boobs get you all bothered?"

"N-no! No way!" Char stammered. "I j-just uh...."

"You can tell me." He leaned forward a bit. "If I'm making you uncomfortable, we can talk about something else."

"It's fine!" Char said quickly. Talking about this stuff felt weird and forbidden; he'd never really talked about porn before and he was starting to feel very hot. "It's, uh... I just don't really like looking at g-girls... Like that..."

Mikael's eyes narrowed a bit. "Really? That's interesting..."

"Y-yeah, um... I like to look at guys... And stuff..." Char had never blushed this hard before in his life. It was one thing to play around with a friend's dick when his parents were gone; that was what every boy did, surely. But admitting you liked to look at porn of guys... And to someone you just met!

Mikael smiled and scooted a bit closer to the boy, placing an arm around him. "Hey, it's okay. There's nothing wrong with that. I happen to like looking at guys too."

"Th-that's cool..." Char said, squirming at the panther's touch. His wiener was starting to poke out of his sheath a bit, and he casually pulled the hem of his shirt down over the crotch of his pants.

Mikael, of course, noticed this. "Say, have you ever actually tried stuff with a guy before?"

"Like um... Like sex?"

"Mhmm."

"Oh, well... Sometimes some of my friends want to... To touch me and have me s-su..." He swallowed nervously. "S-suck their dicks and stuff..."

"Ahh, I see. It's good for a boy your age to be adventurous." Mikael's face got a little closer to his. "Have you ever done anything serious, though? Like some of the things you might watch?"

Char had, of course, seen lots of pornos and was always amazed at how much people could fit in their butts. "I've never done anything like that, no... Like, uh, butt...stuff..."

"Well..." Mikael fell silent, seemingly in thought as he started looking around the enclosure. Char felt very nervous, and his heart was racing. Thinking about the stuff he had seen was making him really hard, and he didn't want Mikael to notice! Maybe he could distract him...

"W-what kind of stuff have you seen?"

"Oh, that doesn't matter." Mikael shook his head. "What's cooler is what I've done! I think that's much more interesting..."

Thinking of Mikael "doing" things was a bit too much for Char. "Uh... U-uh..."

"You know, it's very quiet right now. And you said we'd be here a bit. Wanna try doing some stuff together?"

"Wh... What!?" Char gasped. "L-like... Like stuff stuff?"

"Yup. Stuff stuff." Mikael grinned. "I can show you some butt stuff, if you want."

Char felt like he was going to explode. "Um, that would be cool! I mean... If it's alright with you..."

"Of course. Let's be quick, though... We don't wanna get found while messing around, hmm?"

Mikael took Char over to the opposite side of one of the dumpsters, where there was a nice space for the boy to fit between the dumpster and the wall. He turned Char so he faced the wall and lightly pushed him against it. "Pull down your pants."

Char obeyed and undid his pants, carefully sliding them and his underwear down to his knees. The command made him a bit wary, since he was often told either that or "bend over" before getting spanked by his mom, but he knew his friend wouldn't hurt him. His butt felt a bit cold as it was exposed to the air, and Mikael made a weird sort of grunt and grabbed one of Char's cheeks, squeezing it pretty hard. Char yelped but immediately covered his mouth; they had to be quiet!

"Alright..." There was the sound of a buckle loosening and then the fwump of pants falling, and suddenly something very big and warm pressed between his butt cheeks. "Are you ready?"

Char gulped and let out a weak yes. Mikael felt so warm against him... He was about to get a dick put in his butt! The guys online always seemed to love doing this, and he hoped it would feel really good. He grimaced as the older boy struggled to get his cock positioned right, spreading Char's cheeks open pretty roughly. Mikael for whatever reason wasn't having much luck, and he sighed and backed away a bit. "Guess I'll have to use some spit."

Spit...? "Um, maybe it's not working cuz we're not doing it right!" Char said bravely, still pressed up rather uncomfortably against the wall.

"Hmm, really? What might be the right way, then?"

"Well, in most of the stuff I watch, one of the guys usually has to suck the dick before it goes in his butt. It might be easier if I try sucking it first!"

Mikael laughed a bit. "Guess that'll do. Turn around, then."

Char turned around clumsily and gasped as he saw Mikael's cock. It was huge! It was really thick and way bigger than his own, having a weird sort of mushroom-looking head, and his balls were large and hanging unusually low. Char's dick was small and red and a bit bulgy at the bottom... And his balls weren't that big either...

"We don't have much time." Mikael said lowly. He grabbed Char's shoulder and pushed him to his knees. "Start sucking it."

Char meekly apologized and took the panther's meat in his hands, feeling and sizing it up a bit. It looked about as big as what he had seen online. None of his friends had dicks this big, that was for sure. He had to admit, though, that he honestly thought sucking dick was a lot of fun, so he quickly opened his mouth and fed himself his new friend's throbbing rod.

"Ah, fuck..." Mikael hissed. "Come on..."

He gently laid a hand on top of Char's head, and that encouraged the boy a bit more. He started sucking as much as he could, taking about three fat inches of Mikael's seven-inch cock down his throat before carefully working his way up to-

"Ah! H-hey..." Mikael flinched. "Watch the teeth!"

Char gurgled an apology and continued, trying to open his mouth as wide as he could. It didn't taste too bad, just like any other dick he had sucked, and smelled slightly of sweat (though he oddly didn't mind that all too much). He carefully started using his tongue more, swirling it around and licking up and down the shaft as he sucked. His friends always liked when he did that.

"F-fu-uck..." Mikael moaned. "You're definitely a good little cocksucking slut, aren't you..."

He didn't really get what "slut" meant, but the comment made him blush and try harder. He lightly fondled and played with himself as he took as much as he could in without choking. He managed to get nearly five inches, and tried to back away before Mikael suddenly thrusted a bit, causing him to choke. "M-mmph!?"

"Come on, I know you can take more..." Mikael whispered. "Just breathe through your nose and open reeeeaaally wide..."

Char tried this and managed to get a good rhythm back up, though Mikael was now lightly humping the boy's throat and doing some of the work for him. They stayed like that for quite a while, and Mikael looked really dazed and as if he was about to say something when they both jumped up. The sound of a scooter was coming near!

"Dammit..." Mikael hissed. "It's Dominique, isn't it?"

Dominique was the one who was it for hide-and-seek, and she always rode her scooter when checking the parking lot out. Char stood up and fumbled to get his pants on. "I'll go distract her!"

Mikael pushed him out of the way and moved into the corner, leaning against the wall as he started furiously jacking himself off. Char made sure his boner was pushed up against him so it wouldn't be noticed and bravely marched out of the enclosure. A short brown cat in an unusually bright yellow dress was standing near the entrance, twirling the handles of her scooter around. It was Dominique. "What the heck are you doing in there?"

"Hiding!" Char exclaimed. "I guess you found me."

She rolled her eyes and started past him. "I heard Mikael too, I think. Is he in there?"

"N-no!" Char flew in front of her and blocked her way. "Don't go in there!"

They both heard Mikael let out an odd and unusually loud grunt. Dominique huffed and pushed Char out of the way with the scooter. "Move."

Char nervously followed her in, and she surveyed the area like a strict school proctor. After a few seconds, Mikael popped out from behind the dumpster and raised his eyebrow at her.

"I'm trying to piss." He said. "Can I help you?"

"Y'all are nasty." She replied. "If you're gonna hide in here again, then you can stay your gross asses in here, cuz this is the last time I'm checking the dumpsters."

"Sorry. Guess we're just braver than you." Mikael purred. 

Dominique shook her head in disgust and turned to face Char. "You guys were the last ones found, so you're it. Hurry it up."

They watched as she dramatically got on her scooter and rolled out. Char was shaking a bit, feeling that same twinge he got when he knew he was in trouble and gonna get spanked. He had never been found before when playing with someone, and it was absolutely nerve-wracking coming so close.

Mikael came over and patted him on the head. He seemed to have something sticky on his hand. "That was fun. It's too bad we got cut short. I'd love to do some more stuff the next time we're alone."

"M-me too." Char beamed at him. "We just gotta be more careful, I guess. Wanna... Wanna meet up tomorrow?"

"Sure, whatever." He turned and started walking out of the enclosure. "Let's hurry up and finish the game before it gets dark."

Char followed after him, still feeling a bit uneasy.

-

They didn't end up meeting the next day, but the day after that Char found Mikael casually chilling by his apartment on the west side of the complex. He ran up to the panther a bit too eagerly.

"Hi Mikael!" He said cheerily. "Are you busy?"

The older boy seemed a bit tired. He licked his lips as he looked Char over. "No... We should go hang out. Wait a second, though."

He waited as Mikael ran up to his apartment for a few minutes before coming back, and they started walking together through the complex. Char excitedly babbled about how he just started watching this new show, and look at this cool thing he could do on his phone! He wished he had a smartphone so bad, but his mom wouldn't- Oh, that's where his apartment is. You should totally come over sometime.

Mikael didn't really respond to any of this, instead keeping his eyes on the jackal very intently. If Char had been a bit more perceptive, he might've noticed that Mikael was keeping his right hand in his pocket and there was something long poking out of it, something that didn't seem quite right. If he had seen this and maybe recognized it, he might've politely asked to make a run to the bathroom real quick and "accidentally" spend the rest of the day inside cuz "his mom said he couldn't go back out, sorry". He would've probably turned out alright, then.

He didn't notice, though.

Mikael suggested they return to the dumpsters, and they made a slow journey to a different enclosure in the very very back of the complex. The only one really speaking was Char, with Mikael only giving affirmative grunts every now and then. Char felt himself getting a bit hard and bothered as they approached the dumpsters. What would they do this time?

"Yes! We're here!" Char cried as they entered. Mikael slowly sauntered over to the farthest wall, and Char danced around a bit before going over to him. "So what do you wanna do?"

"Awful comfortable with me, huh?" Mikael asked.

"U-uh, yeah, haha..." Char blushed. "Um, I'll make sure no one's around and then we can- GRRK"

Char gurgled as Mikael suddenly grabbed him by the throat and turned him around, holding him tight with an arm across his throat. Char struggled slightly, absolutely bewildered, and was almost about to yell until he saw the sharp glint of a knife in front of his face.

"H-hh... M-M-Mikael...?" The poor lad gasped.

"Listen here, you piece of shit..." Mikael's breath was hot on his ear. "I'm sick of you being all cutesy like some kind of fucking baby."

The knife came a bit over to his cheek, and Char started whimpering from fear and from struggling to breathe as Mikael barred his throat.

"If you're gonna try to act like a slut, then I'm gonna treat you like one. I don't care about your fucking pet cat or your stupid phone. I care about fucking your ass 'till it bleeds. I’m getting what I want this time. Understand?"

Char nodded.

"Good. If you say anything about this..." He brought the knife down to the boy's chest and ran it slowly across his shirt. "I'll do far worse to you, and your mother too. Okay?"

Char nodded again, struggling not to sob. What was Mikael even talking about? Weren't they just gonna have fun...? What... What did he do to make Mikael so mad…?

"Just do what I say and it'll make it easier for both of us. Putting that faggoty little act back on would probably help too."

They stood there for a few moments before Mikael turned and let go of him, pushing him against the wall. "Take all of your clothes off."

Char complied, gasping and choking a bit on his tears as he pulled everything off and handed it to Mikael, who tossed it without a care to the other side of the building. He then gestured at the naked, shivering boy with the knife. "Turn around and bend over."

The command he always feared, except this time he was far more scared. He was terrified of knives. At least... At least it would feel good, like how it was online... He obeyed, and Mikael once again unbuckled his pants, taking them off and kicking them away. His thick cock settled against Char's ass again, lightly poking at his hole. The older boy leaned forward and pressed his chest against his fucktoy's back.

"Don't make any noise." Mikael whispered harshly, and he tapped Char's bare chest with the knife. Char nodded very rapidly and bent down a bit more, closing his eyes and bracing himself. Mikael grunted in satisfaction and, after finally getting the right position, thrusted in hard.

Char bit back a scream as his ass suddenly burned with enormous pain, the giant cock forcing its way into a hole way too small for it. He let out an odd little shriek of surprise, and Mikael sighed and reached forward to clamp his muzzle shut before continuing. He held onto the boy's hip with one hand and held Char's muzzle and the knife with the other, and soon started thrusting harder, pushing past any resistance. He'd be slick with blood soon anyways, so there wasn't much need to worry about lube. He continued breaking the virgin hole open, eliciting muffled screams and sobs from Char, who was already dizzy with fear and pain. How was this supposed to be any fun at all!? Was everything online just a lie!? He struggled trying to think straight as he felt Mikael jab into him wildly, and eventually there was a very large jab and a painful pressure underneath his stomach. The entire thing was inside him...!

"You're really fucking tight..." Mikael purred. "And you're not being too loud, amazingly enough. Guess you really do like guys, huh?"

Char shook, tears running down his face as he stared at the knife jutting out from Mikael's hand in from of his face. What if he could... If he could stop him? Run away? Like in his stories... Be a he-

Mikael pulled out and slammed back in, causing Char to scream very loudly and struggle a bit against the rapist. Mikael violently kneed the boy in the side, causing him to buckle, and pinned him against the wall. "Shut the fuck up! I asked you a question. You're a dickthirsty slut, aren't you?"

"M-mhmm!" Char grunted desperately. He was whatever Mikael wanted him to be, just please, please don't hurt him anymore… He hated being hurt. This was so much more painful than even a million spankings...

"Good. I'm getting tired of you making noise. Shut up and take it like a man."

Mikael started steadily fucking the boy's bloody hole again, soon losing himself in the pleasure of a little cub's tight ass gripping his dick harder than any pussy had ever done. He was right to try this. This kid loved messing around with other people after all. He loved dick and was the perfect little fuck slut......

Char stayed quiet through this, his head hurting from being slammed against the wall and from so much negative stimulation everywhere. He made only quiet whimpers with each thrust, begging and pleading desperately in his mind for it to stop. He didn't understand any of this. It didn't feel good, and Mikael was hurting him when they were supposed to be friends... Was this because he was bad? Had all those spankings and groundings and punishments added up to this? He'd never make anyone mad ever again... He'd be the perfect son and never touch anyone's dick except his own and always do what he was supposed to do.

These wild thoughts helped distract the poor boy a bit as he was brutally fucked, his hole slick with blood and pre as Mikael raped it with reckless abandon. The pain was starting to dial down a bit now that he was lubing himself with his own blood, but the area directly underneath his stomach felt a bit numb from being pummeled by cock. Would it end soon? He'd run away and never touch any dicks, never touch himself or think about boys ever again… Please, just let it end...

Mikael grunted and suddenly pulled out. Char gasped as his hole was emptied, and realized it felt a bit wet. Where... Why did it feel wet...?

"It's uncomfortable doing it like this..." Mikael said angrily. "Back up a bit."

"M-mmm..." Char grunted.

Mikael let go of his mouth a bit. "What."

"I c-could...... I could... I could be on top of..." Char panted. Maybe he could get away as they switched positions.

"So you really are a little faggot." Mikael grinned. "Fine. If you run away, I'm slitting your throat."

That slightly crushed Char's hopes, and he let the panther take him by the neck as he sat down and leaned up against the wall. He gasped as he saw Mikael's dick covered in blood and flecks of... Y-yuck...

"Hurry up and get on." Mikael ordered.

"I'm.... I'm bleeding..." Char's voice shook. "M-my butt hurts... And it's w-wet..."

"That's nice." Mikael said. "Sit. Now."

Char hiccuped a bit as he sat down in his "friend's" lap. Mikael raised him and fed his meat back into the boy's hole, slamming him down roughly and bringing out another pained cry.

"Ahh, fuck me..." Mikael shifted a bit as his shaft settled back into its new home rather nicely. "This is much better..."

Char sobbed, coughing as he squirmed uncomfortably. He could really feel it inside him now, and it just felt so odd and strange having his butt full and having something poking his insides like this. "P-please..."

Mikael didn't respond and reached for his hips. Char struggled to stammer out a plea for forgiveness but was interrupted as he was picked up and slammed down hard again. The pain caused him to choke and go into shock a bit, and Mikael laughed at seeing his dazed face. "That really surprised you, hmm? Didn't you say you liked surprises earlier?"

Char couldn't respond, so Mikael shrugged and happily continued fucking the boy, lifting him up and slamming him back down, humping into him, feeding his hungry ass what it wanted. Char groaned as he was bounced around like a toy. He wasn't thinking of anything now, really. He just wanted the pain to go away. He wanted this giant thing out of him.

Mikael went at it a bit longer before finally grunting as he hilted and filled the boy's ass with torrents of cum, shooting quite a few loads in. Char's insides felt incredibly hot and warm, which was so surprisingly comforting that he started sobbing all over again.

"Uuuufff...." Mikael's dick seemed to be pleased by Char's crying, and it shot an extra few spurts in for good measure. As he came down from his high a bit, he took in the sight of Char sitting on his dick covered in tears and snot and laughed.

"You look like shit." He shifted up and pushed the boy off of him. "Get off me."

Char was now lying in the ground, shaking as blood and cum oozed out of his gaping ass. He felt so open and vulnerable... It was disgusting. He was disgusting. This was the worst thing anyone could ever do. Mikael stood up, stretched, and searched around for Char's underwear. He used it to clean off his dick and then tossed it onto him. "Get dressed."

Char somehow managed to obey. He got up and found his clothes and slowly put them back on, the blood and cum in his underwear quickly growing cold and making him feel even more nasty. His head was pounding. He felt like he was underwater.

Mikael finished getting dressed and went over to observe the boy. He looked presentable enough, a bit scratched up and his face messy with crying, but other than that it was as if nothing happened. He took out the knife and held it to the boy's chest. "Do you remember what I said?"

Char sniffled several times before nodding.

"Good. You did great, you know. Tell anybody, and you won't be waking up the next morning. Okay?"

Char nodded again.

"....Okay?"

"Y-y-yes...!" He stammered out.

Mikael grunted, pocketed the knife, and left. Char stood there shaking rather violently, crying harder as the source of his torment just casually walked away from him. He stayed alone in the enclosure for several more minutes, wildly struggling to calm down and get ahold of his thoughts. 

He couldn't tell anyone. Mikael would come hurt him and his mom. Suppose he tried to put his dick in her butt too? Everything had been a lie. It would make her hurt just as he hurt right now. And what if he did the same to his friends...

He shuddered.

After cleaning up his face, he stumbled home and managed to stave off his mother's concern, asking for some headache medicine before heading to bed. He didn't sleep well, as he was bruised and hurting all over and couldn't get in a nice position. There was still stuff drooling out of his butt, too... But he was tired. He was really tired. He could clean up in the morning.

He did just that, taking extra care to make sure no blood was left in the shower. His ass was raw and incredibly sore, and it stung just touching it... But he managed to clean most of the mess up. He couldn't tell anyone, he couldn't ask for help. Mikael would come after him.

He didn't go outside that day, and he unfortunately had a mother who believed children were best kept outside until dark, so he wasn't allowed to relish that for long. He didn't see Mikael at all for a week. The next and last time Char saw the panther was 8 days later, when he rode his scooter to the playground at the back of the complex. He had tried his best not to think of what had happened, and the rape had quickly blended itself into such a confusing mess of events that he wasn't sure if he was remembering it right. Seeing him made Char go cold, though, and he started shaking. He started turning his scooter around, but Mikael had noticed him and was approaching him. He reached the jackal in what seemed like less than two seconds.

"Hey." He said.

"H-h....... Hi....?" Char weakly muttered, avoiding his gaze.

Mikael started at him for a long time before suddenly striking him across the face, knocking him right to the ground. Char cried out and curled up a bit pathetically, fearing the worst. All that stuff had really happened! Mikael was going to kill him!

"I'd better not catch you staring at me again." Mikael said. He stomped off angrily, and a few seconds later there were several kids by Char's side.

"What the hell was that?"

"Did you say something mean to him?"

"A-are you okay, man...?"

Dominique pushed her way through and helped him up, brushing dirt off his shirt. "That looked like it hurt. Mikael's been really upset lately for some reason. Did you do something to him?"

Char didn't know what to say. His cheek hurt and he tasted blood in his mouth. He shook his head.

"Hmm... Well, who needs him anyways. New kids are always weirdos."

His friends managed to cheer him up, and soon he had distracted himself from his torment by spending the rest of the day with them. He never saw Mikael again after that, and people slowly stopped asking about him, saying he had ended up moving away to a relative's or something. Char's poor butt healed up fairly nicely over the next few weeks, and being able to sit down properly cheered him up and aided in his forgetting of the whole ordeal.

He became more behaved, overall, but found himself more and more afraid of saying no to things. His vow to never touch dicks again was quickly destroyed as friends asked favors of him like usual, ones he always felt bad refusing. It was comforting, though, sucking his friends' nice tiny cocks as they played games or with each other (though never too much, as that was gay and Char was the only one who was great at blowjobs). His friends fit perfectly in his mouth and tasted nice and didn't hurt at all, and it always felt nice to score rare Pokemon cards or food or a turn at one friend's new PS3 in exchange. 

Between school and home and his friends, the memory of that pain got even more jumbled and lost as time went on, and his wish to forget the whole thing eventually turned it into something that was even consensual. That day when the new kid did stuff to his butt and it hurt a bit... That was as much as his brain permitted him to remember. As he grew up, his aching need to please people as well as his curiosity for men also grew, and it was a very long time before he truly remembered what had happened on that day with Mikael.

It shocked him a bit, and it was a struggle to come to terms with. But it was in the past, Mikael couldn't possibly hurt him again, and he was safe with Tello and could have all the consensual sex he wanted. Everything was okay.

...Besides... He thought as he came again, the image of Mikael's soaked dick fading out of his mind. Old memories weren't always so bad... It was kind of hot, honestly.