Nixon isn’t a nice guy. He’s a tormentor, a sadist. He would push me, punch me, and even rape me in between classes .. you can ask yourself, why would I let Nixon do that?

You see, I’m not violent. I’m not open for discussion. Most people can’t even get a few words out of me. Even my teachers gave up calling on me because I did not give answers to the questions on the board. I am only another human being who knows how to keep their mouth shut. Now you can see how easy it would be for me to be Nixon’s little toy.

Third period came to an end. I’m making my out of class and turning a corner. This is my daily routine. After each period, I meet Nixon in a specific spot where there are no cameras, no students, or teachers passing by .. no one can see Nixon reeling down my jeans and bending me over. My palms pressed against the wall, my lips tucked in. This is not an enjoyable experience. I can feel his erected cock brushing against my ass, teasing himself. His breath is trailing down my neck as he moans very softly. I’m quiet, I do not speak or he will hurt me. Nixon’s breath smells rather refreshing. As if he was chewing gum during class.

My mind wanders elsewhere as he pushes his cock in me, making my body relax. I grunt a bit, but stay quiet. The left cheek of my face presses against the wall as Nixon urges my body back and forth, rocking me. Nixon is pinching at my thighs, leaving small marks. He loves doing that, you know. He loves leaving me marks. It hurts, but I stay quiet .. he knows I hate it, but he doesn’t care. I’m not his boyfriend, I’m just some toy he can use anytime he wants.

I give a little sigh.

Why couldn’t it have been a blowjob? Or he can tug at my nipples again-I wasn’t planning on getting fucked in the ass. I feel a pinch on my cheek, Nixon whispers, “I’m going to cum.” I relax my shoulders. He’s going to cum inside me again-like always .. my eyes look down the hall, and there’s a figure. My eyes go wide, it’s not a teacher, but a student. He’s looking at me, just standing there. It seems Nixon doesn’t see him because he’s still going, fucking me as this figure is watching.

I didn’t notice before, but tears were streaming down my face. I would have to admit, every time Nixon did violate me, I always did cry. Sometimes without noticing .. and it seems that his figure, this teenage boy, noticed. He rushed at us and grabbed Nixon by the shoulders, pushing him away from me. It stung how abruptly and fast Nixon’s cock left my ass, but I was overall relieved. I collapsed onto the ground, my back against the wall.

I looked and watched as Nixon struggled underneath this teenager’s body. Honestly, inside I was deeply excited by Nixon’s blood pouring on the floor. He was getting his ass kicked and I was getting happier. I watched as the teenager grabbed Nixon by the collar shirt before giving one hard blow against the jaw. Nixon was unconscious now, leaving the teenager breathless.

I crawled over to the teenager and hugged him tightly. I can feel him breathing before helping me up to my feet. I picked up my boxers and jeans from my ankles and weakly grasped onto this stranger right after. I nuzzled into his jacket, “Thank you.” I muttered before hearing his voice reply, “You’re welcome.”

I looked up and met his hazel eyes and jet black hair. He was cute, really cute-and young. I could easily tell he was a sophomore because I’ve never seen him in any of my junior classes.

That was the last interaction I had with him. It’s been a week since. His name is Gerard Arthur Way. He’s 16 years old, single, scared of needles and has a younger brother whose name is Mikey Way. Their family just moved here last week. Gerard loves cats, but is allergic. He loves comic books, and wants to be a comic book artist .. there’s a lot you can find out about a person. There’s a lot you can find out when you’re behind a screen, stalking their social medias, printing out pictures of them and noticing details. Before you say anything, don’t call me obsessed. Just call me Gerard’s secret boyfriend .. or Frank Way.

Whatever suites you.

Notes

xo