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Title:Let you Live
Rating: NC-17
Chapter:One
Disclaimer: Not real and never will be
Summary:How far deep can you get before you hit rock bottom. And how do you know when you hitting it?? Benji's forced into prostituting for his father, what happens when Joel begin to connect the dots? How will there relationship change?
I wake up to my dad dragging me out of bed. I’m to fucking tired for my brain to fucking register the fact I am going to be fucking raped. I don’t make a sound. I don’t want to wake up my brother.
Unfortunately, Joel wakes up anyway.
“Dad? Benji? What’s going on?” He asks tired and confused.
“Nothing Joel, now go the fuck to bed,” My dad voice almost screams.
Joel gets out of bed. Don’t Joel, don’t bother! I keep on thinking.
“No dad, tell me!” Joel orders as if he knows what I am thinking and has to do the exact opposite. Fucking twin connection, god I hate it! My dad drops my hand and back hands Joel’s face. I immediately jump on my dad’s back off of instinct.
“Never hit Joel!” I whisper in a scream.
“I will do whatever I want with my son’s. You should know that Benjamin!” My dad says calmly knowing he’ll win. He shift upwards and I fall of his back to the ground.
I look to find Joel hovering above me. “You ok?” he asks. I nod my head. That didn’t hurt too badly.
“Joel, go to bed and don’t ask question. Benji will be back home tomorrow morning. Don’t worry about it he’ll be fine,” My dad says firmly. Joel has no choice. It’s either obey him and leave me to my doom, or get beat up by dad. I close my eyes so he can’t read me. I feel him give my forehead a kiss and leave me to be fucked by some guy. Dad once again grabs my hand and I feel my self literally being dragged.
My father throws me into the hallway and closes the door to my room.
“Git up!” He screeches. I do as I am told and get to my feet quickly.
“Go to my truck!” he orders. I nod my head and run to my father beat up truck.
My father gets in about 5 minutes after me.
“Now Benji, this guy is paying 50 bucks for you so you better let him fuck you crazy! You hear me!” My dad yells even though I’m sitting to feet from him.
“Yes dad,” I say. I hate it when this happens!
**Joel’s Point of View**
Something’s wrong, I can feel it in the pit my stomach. Dad’s gonna do something to Benji. For the brief second were my twin aloud me to look in his eyes the words “Save me” kept running through my head. I don’t know what dad’s doing to Benji right now. I don’t know when Benji will be home. But I’m scared for him. I’m scared and concerned. I love him so much. If he gets hurt I’ll kill daddy. Benji already gets the worse beating from dad. He doesn’t need whatever he’s getting now.
I slowly lean back in my bed so my head is resting on my pillow. I don’t like this feeling of being alone.
I want Benji!
I get off of my bed and sneak into Benji’s. I dig my head in his pillow and cry. It smells like him. If I didn’t know he was gone I would think I was lying on top of him.
BENJI COME BACK!
**Back to Benji’s P.O.V.**
My father shoves me into a room. I don’t know where I am. It’s a room that consists of condoms, lube, and a queen size bed.
Wonder what’s gonna happen in here?
Thats sarcasm.
“He’s in there,” I hear my dad’s husky voice say. The door knob turns and some old guy walks in. The man smells of alcohol, yeah, he’s one of dad’s friends for sure. He has my dad’s “group” tattoo. A snake on the left shoulder the spiral’s down to the wrist. I move to the corner of the room. I hate this. But it keeps Joel safe. Do it for Joel. If I don’t do a good job on pleasing they’ll want Joel…
I remember the first time it happened. I cried through it and the guy didn’t get anything. Dad said if I screwed up again he’d get Joel to do it. I won’t let Joel lose his virginity. Not like this!
“Get on the bed,” The man orders. I do as told.
Suddenly I feel the man’s lips on mine, the foul taste of beer and crack filling my mouth. I want to puke so bad; but then dad might go get Joel and I don’t want that!
The guy parts his lips and shoves his tongue in my mouth. I almost puke but instead make a gagging noise.
“Take of your clothes boy!” The man orders me. I once again do as I am told. If I protest I will only get hurt.
“FASTER” the guy screams as I take my wife beater off. He rips my boxers of exposing my limp erection. Like hell I’m gonna get hard off of this. The man strips himself showing off his hard on. GROSS!
He shoves a condom on his dick. I mentally let out a sigh of relief. At least he’s somewhat smart. You must be pretty stupid to want to fuck a 14 year old. I don’t watch as he lubes himself up. Why would I?
Then the man pushes me to lie down on my back and spreads my legs.
God I hate this.
He shoves his dick in my ass and I squeeze my eyes shut!
HELP ME!
He pulls out and pushes back in roughly. The pain subsides but there’s no pleasure. Why would I enjoy being raped? My dad opens the door and sticks his head in. There’s a grin on his face! OH MY GOD!
My dad is proud his son is being fucking raped.
My dad throws his head back in…pleasure!?!?!
I follow his hand down to his pants. Holy shit! My dad is jerking off to this. I am crying. I am crying so hard. I wish someone would save me. I don’t like this! The man finally cums in the condom and falls next to me on the bed and I roll of the bed.
My legs hurt so badly! They’re numb. I find my boxers in the corner of the room along with my wife beater. I put those on and feel my dad drag me to the truck.
I want to close my eyes and forget what just happened.
My own father was jerking off to me being raped. I hope he liked the old guy and not me.
I’m 14 years old! This isn’t right! 14 year olds are not supposed to have to worry about shit like this. We’re supposed to be worried about girls! Not the next time there father wants to use them as a prostitute!
Every time I close my eyes I see the man’s face and can hear his moans. His taste is still in my mouth. The gross taste and the smell of he breathe.
The truck pulls in the driveway. My father unlocks the door and puts his hand on my shoulder.
“Good job son!” He says. I ignore him and run upstairs into my room.
I run to the bathroom that’s in me and Joel’s room. I put the shower on hot, take my clothes off, and get in. The hot water immediately burns my skin. But I need to get this man off of me. I need to get these thoughts out of me.
I’m so messed up right now! Everything is so wrong. I can’t help to just cry.
The door opens and closes. “Who’s in here?” I ask.
I feel a hand on my back and I push it away.
“Benj what’s wrong?” Joel asks concern filling the features in his face as he sticks his head in the shower. He turns the water on cooler and then still in his boxers gets in here himself.
Joel.
He’s wonderful to me. I know I am naked and should be embarrassed but I’m not. Joel’s seen me naked a million times before.
I wrap my arms around him and just cry. He rubs my back in circles and cries as well.
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Rating: NC-17
Chapter:One
Disclaimer: Not real and never will be
Summary:How far deep can you get before you hit rock bottom. And how do you know when you hitting it?? Benji's forced into prostituting for his father, what happens when Joel begin to connect the dots? How will there relationship change?
I wake up to my dad dragging me out of bed. I’m to fucking tired for my brain to fucking register the fact I am going to be fucking raped. I don’t make a sound. I don’t want to wake up my brother.
Unfortunately, Joel wakes up anyway.
“Dad? Benji? What’s going on?” He asks tired and confused.
“Nothing Joel, now go the fuck to bed,” My dad voice almost screams.
Joel gets out of bed. Don’t Joel, don’t bother! I keep on thinking.
“No dad, tell me!” Joel orders as if he knows what I am thinking and has to do the exact opposite. Fucking twin connection, god I hate it! My dad drops my hand and back hands Joel’s face. I immediately jump on my dad’s back off of instinct.
“Never hit Joel!” I whisper in a scream.
“I will do whatever I want with my son’s. You should know that Benjamin!” My dad says calmly knowing he’ll win. He shift upwards and I fall of his back to the ground.
I look to find Joel hovering above me. “You ok?” he asks. I nod my head. That didn’t hurt too badly.
“Joel, go to bed and don’t ask question. Benji will be back home tomorrow morning. Don’t worry about it he’ll be fine,” My dad says firmly. Joel has no choice. It’s either obey him and leave me to my doom, or get beat up by dad. I close my eyes so he can’t read me. I feel him give my forehead a kiss and leave me to be fucked by some guy. Dad once again grabs my hand and I feel my self literally being dragged.
My father throws me into the hallway and closes the door to my room.
“Git up!” He screeches. I do as I am told and get to my feet quickly.
“Go to my truck!” he orders. I nod my head and run to my father beat up truck.
My father gets in about 5 minutes after me.
“Now Benji, this guy is paying 50 bucks for you so you better let him fuck you crazy! You hear me!” My dad yells even though I’m sitting to feet from him.
“Yes dad,” I say. I hate it when this happens!
**Joel’s Point of View**
Something’s wrong, I can feel it in the pit my stomach. Dad’s gonna do something to Benji. For the brief second were my twin aloud me to look in his eyes the words “Save me” kept running through my head. I don’t know what dad’s doing to Benji right now. I don’t know when Benji will be home. But I’m scared for him. I’m scared and concerned. I love him so much. If he gets hurt I’ll kill daddy. Benji already gets the worse beating from dad. He doesn’t need whatever he’s getting now.
I slowly lean back in my bed so my head is resting on my pillow. I don’t like this feeling of being alone.
I want Benji!
I get off of my bed and sneak into Benji’s. I dig my head in his pillow and cry. It smells like him. If I didn’t know he was gone I would think I was lying on top of him.
BENJI COME BACK!
**Back to Benji’s P.O.V.**
My father shoves me into a room. I don’t know where I am. It’s a room that consists of condoms, lube, and a queen size bed.
Wonder what’s gonna happen in here?
Thats sarcasm.
“He’s in there,” I hear my dad’s husky voice say. The door knob turns and some old guy walks in. The man smells of alcohol, yeah, he’s one of dad’s friends for sure. He has my dad’s “group” tattoo. A snake on the left shoulder the spiral’s down to the wrist. I move to the corner of the room. I hate this. But it keeps Joel safe. Do it for Joel. If I don’t do a good job on pleasing they’ll want Joel…
I remember the first time it happened. I cried through it and the guy didn’t get anything. Dad said if I screwed up again he’d get Joel to do it. I won’t let Joel lose his virginity. Not like this!
“Get on the bed,” The man orders. I do as told.
Suddenly I feel the man’s lips on mine, the foul taste of beer and crack filling my mouth. I want to puke so bad; but then dad might go get Joel and I don’t want that!
The guy parts his lips and shoves his tongue in my mouth. I almost puke but instead make a gagging noise.
“Take of your clothes boy!” The man orders me. I once again do as I am told. If I protest I will only get hurt.
“FASTER” the guy screams as I take my wife beater off. He rips my boxers of exposing my limp erection. Like hell I’m gonna get hard off of this. The man strips himself showing off his hard on. GROSS!
He shoves a condom on his dick. I mentally let out a sigh of relief. At least he’s somewhat smart. You must be pretty stupid to want to fuck a 14 year old. I don’t watch as he lubes himself up. Why would I?
Then the man pushes me to lie down on my back and spreads my legs.
God I hate this.
He shoves his dick in my ass and I squeeze my eyes shut!
HELP ME!
He pulls out and pushes back in roughly. The pain subsides but there’s no pleasure. Why would I enjoy being raped? My dad opens the door and sticks his head in. There’s a grin on his face! OH MY GOD!
My dad is proud his son is being fucking raped.
My dad throws his head back in…pleasure!?!?!
I follow his hand down to his pants. Holy shit! My dad is jerking off to this. I am crying. I am crying so hard. I wish someone would save me. I don’t like this! The man finally cums in the condom and falls next to me on the bed and I roll of the bed.
My legs hurt so badly! They’re numb. I find my boxers in the corner of the room along with my wife beater. I put those on and feel my dad drag me to the truck.
I want to close my eyes and forget what just happened.
My own father was jerking off to me being raped. I hope he liked the old guy and not me.
I’m 14 years old! This isn’t right! 14 year olds are not supposed to have to worry about shit like this. We’re supposed to be worried about girls! Not the next time there father wants to use them as a prostitute!
Every time I close my eyes I see the man’s face and can hear his moans. His taste is still in my mouth. The gross taste and the smell of he breathe.
The truck pulls in the driveway. My father unlocks the door and puts his hand on my shoulder.
“Good job son!” He says. I ignore him and run upstairs into my room.
I run to the bathroom that’s in me and Joel’s room. I put the shower on hot, take my clothes off, and get in. The hot water immediately burns my skin. But I need to get this man off of me. I need to get these thoughts out of me.
I’m so messed up right now! Everything is so wrong. I can’t help to just cry.
The door opens and closes. “Who’s in here?” I ask.
I feel a hand on my back and I push it away.
“Benj what’s wrong?” Joel asks concern filling the features in his face as he sticks his head in the shower. He turns the water on cooler and then still in his boxers gets in here himself.
Joel.
He’s wonderful to me. I know I am naked and should be embarrassed but I’m not. Joel’s seen me naked a million times before.
I wrap my arms around him and just cry. He rubs my back in circles and cries as well.
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