Shrugging his bag over his shoulder after he left potions he ducked away from everyone and headed for the quad looking around for Draco.  Once again he came up empty handed.  For almost two weeks now the boy had been starting to avoid him more and more, disappearing only to come back looking as if he was up to something.  Leyton wasn't stupid and the sneaking suspicions he had had grown worse since the ball.  As much as he wanted to pretend things were fine between them something had changed between them.

There was only so much he could fight for things when it was obvious Draco wasn't.  He didn't care about the looks, the mutters or the rumors.  But Leyton knew he should as it was only time before the howler arrived from his father.  Shaking his head he loosened his tie walking into the empty quad.  He needed this, a moment to himself to get his head bacK on straight, even if it meant skipping a class or two.  After all if he suddenly started showing up to all of his lessons his professors might think something was actually wrong with him.

With a thump he dropped his bag on the end of his favorite bench and he sighed, maybe if he was lucky he would go undisturbed for an hour or two.  Laying down he used his bag as a pillow and propped his feet up on the arm.  Casting another look around he finally draped his arm over his head.  Maybe he could finally sleep and hopefully this time there wouldn't be nightmares of dark creatures from forest, or darker creatures from years past.

Gage was bored. When Gage was bored, things were dangerous. He was not a good person to deal with boredom, as he was generally rather dangerous and quite often destructive. At the moment, the dangerous male wanted nothing more than to find someone to have some fun with, and that seemed like a rather perfect idea. The American had already been threatened this year for a display against his charms professor, who did not demand a suspension as he was so against any student losing any bit of education. Still, Gage had been warned intensively about his behavior, and he still wasn’t exactly walking on eggshells.

No, that just seemed dull. The ‘Slytherin’ as was his title now, made his way to a little courtyard sort of thing and wandered slowly over to an older member of his ‘house’. These English terms were so strange. Gage sorely missed America at times, and yet, he enjoyed where he was. Especially when people like this male specimen made themselves such easy targets.

The tall, muscular male had long ago left his robes up in his dorm, deciding to avoid the rest of his classes for the day in an attempt to keep from causing himself more boredom. Thus, he approached the older male with his combat boots clomping on the ground, plain black tee clinging to his chest and upper arms. His cargo pants rustled as he walked, licking his lips as hunger lit his dark eyes.

”Well, well, well… what have we got here?” His voice was a creepy hiss as Gage stood hovering over the boy he recognized as one Leyton Lestrange. One of the people he’d considered definitely trying his luck with. Oh, he had heard the rumors. Apparently this one was a bit of a lush. If Gage could get the older snake suckling on some good hard liquor, there was a good chance he could have the boy screaming for him before curfew even came.

He licked his lips again and smiled cruelly at the older boy. ”So, Leyton, what are you doing out here? Getting a tan?”

As Leyton laid on the bench he let out a deep sigh, even when his eyes were shut his mind would simply not shut off.  Between the business with the Dark Lord and everything else going on right now sleep was not coming easily at night anymore. Listening to the wind push around some fallen leaves he scowled darkly as something else mixed in with the sound.  

The clomp of heavy boots really cut out the chance of it being a professor.  Which meant it was a student, and seeing as it was in the middle of a period it gave theory to the fact it would be another skipper, allowing him to breath just a bit easier.

Hearing the voice it did not cause him to lift his arm at first, only lifting it when the voice seemed to stop right next to him.  He did not recognize the voice at first but once he opened his eyes he realized it was Gage, the only person possible to have a worse reputation preceding him than himself.

With a roll of his blue eyes he scoffed at the boy, "Yes that is exactly what I was doing. Getting a tan on this lovely fall day." Scowling he pushed himself up into a seated position pulling his feet around down to hit the ground.  All the while he observed the other boy closely.  He had not had much interaction with the boy since his arrival to Hogwarts but with all the happenings he had very little chance to interact with anyone.

"What are you doing skeeving off class?" he inquired.

A smile graced his lips as Gage shook his head and chuckled at the idiot before him. So, the fool still underestimated him, it would seem. Well, that worked well for the younger male, as it would make all of this worlds easier. He sat easily beside the boy he was eyeing like some delicious piece of candy, leaning in and pulling on his shoulder so that he could whisper huskily into his ear. ”Classes are a waste of time, Ley, but you’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?”

He nipped the boy’s earlobe as he pulled away from him and lounged against the stone, pulling a black and silver flask from a deep pocket of his pants and unscrewing the cap, taking a pull of the Kentucky bourbon it was stocked with. No one would ever know how Gage got his supply of his favorite whiskey, but he always had some, and his flask never seemed to run dry.

The bite of the drink made him hiss in satisfaction as he passed the flask to his companion. Maybe he could get the boy started now and they could get this show on the road. After all, Gage wasn’t an overly patient person, and he also didn’t exactly enjoy being outside before nightfall. Some thought he was some kind of creature of the night, which he didn’t really correct. Gage actually rather enjoyed the idea that someone might mistake him for a vampire or some such nonsense. Added to his evil image, not that it needed any help.

”See, I figure a few drinks and maybe some other substances that aren’t technically supposed to be in this castle could lead to a much more entertaining day than any classes ever could. Thing is, hanging out in an open area like this is pretty much begging to be caught, and that would completely ruin such plans.” Gage looked pointedly at the older boy, hoping he might convey the need for them to move to a more discrete location without saying the true reason he was thinking. It would eventually become apparent, so there was no need to rush talking about it, at least as far as Gage was concerned.

He waited for the boy to drink and hopefully come to some conclusion about where they should move this meeting. Gage definitely wasn’t looking forward to any sort of run in with a professor, after all.

Leaning back he rested his arm across the back of the bench stretching out. The boy in next of him was obviously up to no good any any other day he would have been as well.  For once he just wanted to be able to shut his brain off and forget about every thing else that existed in the world.  That rarely ever happened how he planned though.  

Glancing up he gave him a curious look as he was pulled over to receive a whisper in the ear.  "Yes, I suppose I would know that seeing all the classes I have skipped over the years."

Shuddering slightly at the nip he held back the moan that threatened to escape his lips, and not knowing what had come over himself he looked away quickly with a shake of his head.  He knew this was wrong, he was with Draco, and no matter how much they fought it was just how things were between them.  Furrowing his brow he ran his fingers over his leg losing himself with his thoughts for the briefest of moments.

Hearing the hiss from the boy beside him though broke this and glancing over he took the flask that was extended to him.  Taking a deep pull he wrinkled his nose but still enjoyed the burn as it settled towards his stomach.  He had been stealing his father's alcohol for the past three summers and there was rarely a drink found that he did not like. Nodding he passed the flask back to him as he thought about what they could possibly get in to.

After a minute he finally spoke, "Well I suppose if he head up now we could make it to the Room of Requirement before Snape does his round to catch the skippers." Grabbing his bag he slung it over his shoulders and took off knowing the boy would be able to catch him with out any problem at all.

Ah, the boy was playing right into his hands. Gage grinned dangerously as he watched the older male gather his things and start off toward whatever the ‘Room of Requirement’ was. It sounded like a well hidden sort of place, and Leyton did seem confident about their ability to hide out there without any sort of risk of getting caught and forced back to class. Thus, the American wizard followed with wide strides, easily keeping up yet remaining at a decent distance so as to be able to high tail it should the older boy get spotted by a professor or one of those stupid ‘prefects’.

He was rather pleased with himself for getting his companion to drink a bit already. This conquest was going to be easier than he might have guessed, he thought, and he whistled a creepy melody as he trailed along. Gage was a generally patient man, and he knew he would be getting all he desired from this interaction. It was a good choice on his part, approaching the Slytherin he knew to be having certain… problems in his personal life. Of course, he didn’t depend too completely on rumors, but once a thing had been said so many times, it was pretty much guaranteed to be at least a little true.

It was always good to know who was emotionally open for a well-aimed attack. Leyton seemed like the perfect target to Gage, and so he easily followed along all the way to the upper levels of the castle, only to stop before some tapestry and watch with a quirked brow as the older boy paced.

”What on earth are you doing?” he asked in a confused, somewhat bored tone. Gage wasn’t walking just for shits and giggles. He wanted to get his companion properly wasted and then have his way with him. Gage did not want to walk around in circles all day. He was about to call the boy a complete moron and more, when a door appeared. His jaw dropped.

”Well then. I guess you’re right about the not getting bothered up here…” he muttered, walking into the room and looking around. Oh, yes, this would be perfect. ”Think we could get some booze in here?” he asked, only to see a full bar pop up in the corner of the room. His eyes lit with hunger and greed as Gage stomped over and started pouring shots. He could definitely get used to this place.


(OOC: Some GMing privileges taken in getting them to the room and such. If any of this needs edited, just let me know! )

As Leyton made his way through the castle he smiled, there wasn't a path through this castle that he couldn't take that would result in him being seen unless he wanted to be seen. He had learned as a first year just which ones the professors usually frequented on their off periods. Ducking up the last staircase he paused at the end of the hall making sure it was clear.

Once he deemed it was safe he passed to the blank wall he smiled, knowing the room would give him everything he desired, within reason of course. Pacing back and forth he closed his eyes, thinking long on hard some place safe that would give him the ability to be alone and comfortable for a few hours. Holding up his hand to silence the boy he finally opened up his eyes when he knew the door was there.

"Of course I'm right, I'm always right. This place is where I come a lot of the time to think and be alone. Once I'm in no one else can come in. " Following the younger boy in he let the door close behind him knowing the room would give them hours without being disturbed by others. "Pretty much anything you want the room will provide, within reason of course."

Smirking he couldn't help but laugh as the bar appeared, and wanting somewhere comfy to sit he smiled when a long black leather sofa appeared. "Now that's more like it." Grabbing a shot glass he downed it then dropped down with a sigh onto the couch.

"So man, is this good enough for you?" he questioned knowing fully well that it was.

As the boy explained the room to him, Gage looked around in wonder. Oh, yes. This was absolutely perfect. It even seemed to listen to their thoughts, since it produced the couch without the older boy having said a word about it. The younger Slytherin took a bottle of his favorite whiskey that had appeared, along with a bottle of his second favorite, and kept his shot glass in his other hand as he strutted over to the couch where Leyton lounged.

Sitting near the boy, Gage thought of the need for a little table for the goods he had and grinned as one appeared before the couch. He set the bottles down, then grabbed one and opened it, pouring another shot for each of them. ”I’d say this is a damn good way to spend a day. Much better than classes. Now, let’s see if you prefer Jim, or Jack, shall we?” He saluted the boy with his shot before shooting it back with an appreciative smack of his lips, only to fill the glass again and do another.

”Think you can keep up, Ley?” he asked with a daring gleam in his eyes. Oh, he knew how to get people to play into his hands. Gage was a master of manipulation, and he always got what he wanted. It was a simple fact, really.

Gage pulled a baggie out of his pocket then, dumping a little bit of white powder onto the smooth table, then grabbed a razor blade from his pocket and pushed the powder into two long, thin lines. ”So, are you up for a real party then, Ley?” he asked cockily, then dipped his head and inhaled one of the lines through his nose, leaning back and grinning with his eyes closed as his head started to spin lazily.

”Your turn, studly.”

Watching Gage wander over to him he raised a brow as a table appeared and he lowered the bottles down. "Well I do occasionally come up with a good idea or two.." he responded with a light chuckle.  Leyton had good ideas all of the time, they were just under appreciated.  

Dropping his arm down off of the back of the couch he leaned forward to grab one of the shots.  Bringing it to his lips he downed it in one gulp enjoying the burn as it made its way down to his stomach. "If its alcohol, I will drink it. Doesn't matter what it is."

Hitting the glass on the table he leaned back draping his arm over the side of the couch. "I can drink circles around you Gage, you've never seen me in action."  It was rare to find anyone that could keep up with him and most gave up long before he was finished. "I would love to see you try to keep up with me though."

Raising a brow he watched the younger boy manipulate a white substance onto the table and maneuver it around.  It wasn't something he was familiar with so it left him quite curious. "Just what kind of real party are we talking about? Because I might be interested."

Leaning forward he looked down at the powder again. "My turn for what?"

Evidently the boy was not so intelligent, as he was looking at Gage rather stupidly and asking what he was supposed to be taking a turn at. The younger boy gaped at his companion for a few moments before shaking his head and taking a bottle of whiskey, downing a good two shots worth without bothering with a glass before setting it back on the table and snapping out a hand, grabbing Leyton by the back of the skull and forcing his head down toward the table.

”Your turn to experience life on a cloud, stud,” he growled, pushing the boy’s face into the table and forcing it along the surface, sliding it toward the line and watching intently. ”Time to inhale, Ley. Use your nose. Take it all. It’ll burn, but you’re gonna do the whole line, got it? You better get it. You won’t like what happens if you don’t.”

With that, Gage pushed the older boy’s face along, going slow enough that he could keep up with the line but not giving him time to stop his inhaling to take a breath or stop the burn. If the boy didn’t do as he was told, Gage had ways of dealing with him. He was already riding high and feeling like a king. He was in control, and Leyton had best not make him angry.

A disappointed Gage was no good for anyone, especially someone he was conveniently locked in a room with, and had been looking at like a slab of delicious meat. Oh, yes. Leyton Lestrange was going to be well aware of exactly who Gage was and what he could do by the end of this encounter.

Leyton did not appreciate being treated like he was stupid but he honestly had no idea what the other boy was talking about. For all of his faults and shortcomings knowledge about drugs, especially muggle drugs was out of his comfort zone. As much as he needed to escape his reality he refused to spiral down that path, he was too much of an addictive personality to get hooked.

With a growl he held onto the edge of the table to stop his face from bouncing off of it. Apparently he wasn't going to be given any choice in the matter however. Something deep in the far recesses of his mind was screaming at him to stop, to run, to go anywhere but here but he shut it off. He didn't want to feel, he just wanted to be.

Inhaling deeply as his head move along past the line, he winced at the burn not enjoying the sensation. As soon as he was done he pushed backwards against the other boys hand and rubbed his fingers over his nose trying to kill the sensation but it did nothing to help.

Grabbing the closest bottle he wrapped his fingers around the neck bringing it to his lips and taking the longest drink possible, trying to let that burn dull the sensation of the other and finally he sat back with a thump enjoying the numbing sensation. Closing his eyes he rested his head against the back of the couch losing himself for a moment.

”He-hey, look at you, Ley! Stepping up to the plate, so to speak! I’m surprised. And you didn’t even make a mess of things. I’m absolutely shocked, really.” His smile was cruel as Gage observed the boy’s reaction to the drug he’d just inhaled. Obviously he had never done such a thing, as he rubbed at his nose and seemed to make a face to signify that he disliked the burning sensation.

Gage laughed when the older boy grabbed a bottle and drank from it. At this rate Leyton had to be pretty far gone with the liquor, and that suited the younger male just fine. He relaxed back on the couch, stretching his legs out and slamming his boot-clad feet up on the small table that still had a bit of cocaine residue on it.

Feeling the need to get more comfortable, Gage reached down and unbuckled his belt, pulling the leather material away from his waist. He pulled at both ends of the belt, snapping it loudly and smiling wickedly as he peered over at the other boy. The American was flying high and feeling good. He wiggled his brows at the boy and snapped the belt again, then looked at his lap expectantly.

It was time to see how high the other boy was. ”Now, Ley… It’s time to have a little fun. Why don’t you get more comfortable and take off some of those clothes… come join me in my lap. Have you ever experience the slap of leather on your thighs?”

As he relaxed backwards he let the numbing sensation overtake him, enjoying just for a moment not having to care about anything. Unfortunately it allowed his guard to drop, something he rarely did except for when he was alone in his own dorm. He had too much riding on his shoulders to relax for even a moments time.

Letting out a deep breath he scowled as the other boy laughed, sitting down the bottle and falling backwards against the couch. Normally it took a lot more alcohol to even affect him but combined with the drugs he was feeing it a bit more than normal.

Having his eyes closed he was paying little attention until he heard the snap of leather and it nearly brought him straight up off of the couch. Narrowing his eyes he glanced down as the boy eyed him and then gave a glance towards his lap. He wanted to be no where near him if he was planning on having fun with is belt.

With a shake of his head he leaned back against the couch again, "That is one thing I will never experience again so long as I have breath in my body Gage so don't even try it." he muttered darkly. His past was full of dark things and he did not need this boy bringing about his demons as it was already a struggle to keep them locked away tight.

Pushing up off of the couch he walked over towards the fire place and stared down at the flames at they licked over a log.

Huh. So, the boy had experienced a belt before. Pity, in Gage’s mind. Most people never got over that enough for it to get sexually stimulating for them. He shrugged all the same, removing his shirt and tossing it across the room before getting up from the couch and approaching the older boy where he stood by the fire, still carrying the thick leather belt.

Gage quietly approached and brought the belt around the boy before he could possibly react, pulling him toward his body with the thing and only dropping it once he had his arms around Leyton’s waste, the older boy’s clothed back against Gage’s bare chest. He groaned a bit, then moved his hips against his companion’s ass, leaning over his shoulder to whisper in his ear even as his hands played at the boy’s waist, fingers circling the button of his pants.

”No belt then, Leyton. My hands are better anyway. Don’t you want to just feel?” It was always what he wanted when he was riding high. He liked to feel everything. Emotions, sensations, touch… he loved being touched when it felt like his whole body was constantly buzzing. He was sure the boy had to be feeling something by now, especially given the alcohol he’d drunk, so Gage popped the older Slytherin’s pants button and reached a hand inside, fondling him even as he bit the boy’s neck and shoulder in a demanding way.

The younger Slytherin didn’t waste any time as he let his fingers grope at the boy’s goods, wrapping his fingers around the shaft and pumping him a few times before cupping his balls and massaging them in his hand. He growled and moved his other hand to rip the shirt from the older boy’s body, throwing it into the fire just to watch it burn. ”Come on then, Ley. Didn’t you bring me here for a good time?” His voice was husky and demanding, hand tightening around the boy’s sac. He’d be getting what he wanted one way or another, that much was clear.

Staring down at the fire raging before him it was nothing like the fire that raged inside of him spurred on by the fire and the  drugs the coursed through his system. All he wanted to do was forget the past but it seemed like every day lately there was something new that triggered things he had fought for almost a decade to forget had ever happened.  It had ruined his relationship with his cousin in the mean time and even though they struggled to make things right between them even now a wall stood between them.

Lost in his thoughts he did not even realize Gage was behind him before he felt something strong wrap around his waist and tug him backwards, only to be replaced by even stronger arms.  The kind that were almost impossible to escape from and it only made him think of Draco again.  Pushing the thought from his head he shook his head, "Feel...forget, anything to stop the war raging in my mind" he responded as the younger boy grinded into him from behind.

Shuddering he couldn't help the shiver that raced down his spine as the boy bit his shoulder and wrapped his fingers around his now throbbing erection.  It had been almost a week since he had had any release and now he was practically straining out of his pants as the other boy pawed at him.

Trying to form a coherent thought he pressed back against him taking a deep breath as he did, "I have no idea why I brought you up here to be honest. I just wanted to skip out on class," he replied honestly.  He hadn't started out wanting to cheat on Draco but there was hardly a point in stopping now and  having to take care of things by himself.

”Funny, I know exactly why I followed,” Gage said in a husky tone as he groped the boy more persistently. Leyton was pushing back against him, but not in a way to try and get him away, which told him that the older boy was far from against what was now happening. That was good, as Gage didn’t feel much like fighting the boy into submission, given how happily high he currently was. Ah, he loved the powder. It gave him strength like no one would believe, but that could be bad at times. He had to be careful not to get too out of control. He’d almost killed a guy over the summer when he was strung out…

Yeah, it was good that Ley seemed to be going with things, and the younger Slytherin wasted no time in shoving the older boy’s pants down, even as one hand remained wrapped around his weeping dick. It was pretty happy with the way Gage touched it, it would seem, and he was sure the buzzing sensation that had to be swimming between the boy’s ears would keep him from really realizing what all was happening until it already was too late to stop. Most of the time Gage’s partners didn’t realize just what they were in for until he was balls deep, though.

He grinned against the boy’s shoulder as soon as the pants hit the floor and Gage was able to unzip his own fly, thick erection popping out in all its veiny glory. He slid his organ along the other boy’s crack, pushing on his back in such a way that he would have to reach out and hold the mantle over the fire so as not to fall into the flames. The dark-minded male then forced Leyton to bend further, so his gripped hands were above his head and he would surely feel the heat of the fire. He used his booted feet to kick the older boy’s legs apart, still having one hand on his back to hold him down as he moved the hand that had been fondling his companion so that he could take his precious cursed blade from his pocket.

An evil glint flared in his eyes even as he held the blade in his teeth, using his wand to have a sticking spell securing the boy’s hands and feet in place. Now he couldn’t get out of the position even if he wanted to, and Gage chuckled darkly, slipping his wand back into his boot and removing the knife from his teeth, trailing the flat of the blade along the older boy’s spine and over his cheeks. ”You have a pleasing ass, Ley. Has your cousin told you that? Oh, yeah. I know about you and the so called ‘prince.’ Don’t worry, though. I won’t tell if you won’t.”

At that, the young sadist used the blade to slice three little x’s just above Leyton’s ass. The cursed blade would make sure no glamour could hide the marks, and no magic could heal them. They had to close up the muggle way, and for now, they would bleed, which was the aim of Gage’s actions. ”Now you have a rating label for this sweet ass of yours.” He slipped his fingers along the fresh wounds, gathering some blood and smearing it between the boy’s cheeks, using the crimson liquid as a sort of lubricant. It wouldn’t do much for Leyton, but it would make it a little easier for Gage to get all the way in at least.

Knife tucked back in his pocket, Gage wasted no more time and used his now-free hand to thrust forcefully into the boy without warning. He grabbed the older male’s hips and slammed in and out, in and out over and over again, chuckling each time the older boy dipped closer to the flames. ”Be careful, Ley. Don’t want your hair catching fire.” He reached around then to put the boy’s balls in a vice grip, the cruelty dancing in his dark eyes.


(OOC: Took some liberties here. If there is ANYTHING that needs changing, please tell me! This is one of those 'Gage posts' that definitely could overstep lines and stuff!)

Ignoring the boy behind him he shook his head slightly, "Yes well aren't you special," he muttered with a shudder as the younger boy continued to grope at him. Make this is what it would take to forget if only for a moment. All he wanted to do was forget, forget everything that existed in the world around him.

For once he was actually feeling pretty good between the alcohol and the drugs, and it only spurred Gage on that much further. Leyton did nothing to stop him, all too aware of what would be coming next and maybe the release would do him good.

As his pants hit the ground it brought him out of his thoughts and pressing back against the other boy again he had to hold back the moan that threatened to escape over his lips. Catching his hands on the mantle so he didn't tumble head first into the fire he let out a grumble. "Alright easy there, Merlin. All you had to do was ask me to bend over or move and I would have." Trying to shift into a more comfortable position he growled when he realized he was stuck to the ground.

It wasn't exactly the most comfortable position he had ever been in but he had been in worse. Shaking his arse at the boy he rolled his eyes. "If its so pleasing get on with it then, I'm getting a little warm here." He muttered having no idea what was coming next. Feeling the blade against the tender flesh he tried to jump forward away from the curse blade. Yelping he ignored the tears that slipped down over his cheeks cursing the boy even more under his breath. "I'll make you pay for that one."

Feeling the blood trickle downward he tried to ignore the sick feeling in the bottom of his stomach, gone was the euphoric rush he always had just before sex. At the boys sudden trust into his tight hole he could not help but tense up even more which only made things worse. As he dipped lower closer to the fire he wished that the flames would disappear and as soon as he did the heat disappeared. "Fuck you, you vicious punk." he managed to spat out even though he knew the dangerous position he was currently in.

The boy’s words met his ears but Gage didn’t pay them any mind. Of course he could simply ask his partners to do as he wanted, but that took more effort and care than he had to give so he much preferred putting them in exactly the position he desired. He especially enjoyed the reactions as those he got into such positions slowly seemed to realize what was actually happening.

For example, Leyton seemed to think it was still fun and games before the knife came out to play. He’d shaken his ass in a most amusing way, until Gage cut into his flesh. The yelp that sounded was like heroin to his veins and Gage reveled in the curses that nearly silently left the boys lips. Oh, he knew the gist of what the older male was saying, even if it was so low and muttered that he couldn’t actually hear it. ”Oh, I’m not so sure I ever will, Ley.”

Ah, there it was. The tightness, the curses, and the fire suddenly disappearing so that the older boy wasn’t in danger of ending up bald. Gage’s lips curled into a sadistic smile as he continued pounding into the tensed up tightness, groaning with the effort of pushing all the way in, but enjoying the feeling nonetheless. The younger male kept his hand wrapped tightly around Leyton’s sac as he moved inside of him, feeling the fresh blood working around his member as he literally tore into him.

”Mmm, yeah,” he panted, biting his bottom lip when he pushed as far and hard as he could, knowing the boy’s body could move but his feet and hands were still very much stuck. Even if his body gave out from the torture it was experiencing, Leyton would still be suspended for Gage’s personal use as long as he desired. He laughed coldly and cruelly into the spacious room. ”Vicious. Haven’t been called that one much. Maybe twice in my life.”

He was still panting as he gave the boy’s balls a strong pull before finally letting them out of the hard grip he’d had them in, moving his hand to Leyton’s member and teasing it roughly. ”Points for semi-original thought there, Ley.” At that, he gave a particularly powerful thrust which might very well send the boy’s head slamming into the mantel. Gage only laughed more as he sped up his pace, erratically sliding in and out of the boy, coming ever closer to a delicious climax.

Leyton's mind had long since stopped registering the things the younger boy was doing him.  Sure he could feel it but he shut himself down retreating as far back as he could into his own mind.  It did not work though as he only sent him on a downward spiral towards a place he had locked away long ago.  Something broke inside of him.  This went way beyond rough sex and it would take every thing inside of him to recover from the night and not take him back to the days of darkness.  Where he simply walked through live with no recognition of what was going on around him.

As the blood dripped down slowly over his arse he could feel it trickle down even further as the boy pounded into him relentlessly, not giving up for even a moment.  Leyton could feel his knees beginning to buckle which meant at the angle he was at his shoulder would dislocate if his knees dipped any lower.  

Choking back a half gasp/half sob as Gage tugged on his balls it took everything he had inside of him not to get sick. The bile rose in his throat as he was pushed forward coming a mere fraction of an inch from bashing his forehead off of the mantle.  The only thing that save him was his knee buckling against slightly.

"What do you know I actually have a brain in my body, even though I was stupid enough to come up here with you." He spat out as he felt rough fingers upon his member.  Fearing retaliation for his retort he forced himself not to tense up, With any luck he would pass out and the younger boy would leave him alone.

Gage laughed a cruel, harsh laugh when Leyton made a comment about having a brain. Oh, yes… he had a brain. That brain was the only reason it had taken the liquor and drugs to get the boy in the position Gage had wanted him in. He pulled rather roughly on the other boy’s dick, working him in a way that would have to have him cumming eventually, even if he didn’t want to. The sick younger boy enjoyed making people get off when he was abusing them in such obvious ways.

”Don’t worry, Ley. I’m almost done. All that’s left is for you to release your hot spunk with me, don’t you think so? Or maybe you need some more encouragement…” He’d noticed how Leyton’s knees were buckling and how his shoulder seemed to be making an interesting series of popping noises. Ah, yes. A weak spot.

The boy pushed on his older companion, using his own knee to shove on the back of Leyton’s knee, urging it to give out completely. ”Might need to go to the nurse after this, Ley. Get your shoulder fixed up. Or I suppose I could just pop it back into place for you. That might work just as well… Then you could avoid any awkward questions about your bleeding back.”

His dark eyes flashed and he worked the engorged member even as he was sure the older boy was feeling extreme pain in many parts of his body. With a roar, he spurted deep inside of the older male’s rear, pulling him to his own release at the same time, forcing his seed from his battered body in a way that should be incredibly demeaning.

”Now, you want me to take care of that shoulder, or should I leave you to lick your wounds?” He flicked his wand twice, unsticking the boy’s limbs so he could crumple to the floor until his knees were less shaky. He didn’t much care whether he was to fix the boy’s shoulder or leave him be. He’d found his release, and that was all Gage really cared about. One more notch in his belt.