Kyle walked down the cold sidewalk late at night. The streets was empty, the only sound came from his sneakers crunching on the building pile of snow on the sidewalk. The boy wrapped his jacket closer around his body as he adjusted his green signature hat. His cheeks had a soft pink tint to them, "Dammit Stan! Next time I won't answer the phone…" Stan had called Kyle over to discuss his next plan to win Wendy's heart back…AGAIN. " Why don't he just fine another girl for christ's sake!" Tossing his hands in the air stopping in his tracks he heard the crunching of snow behind him, turning around it stopped, all there was behind him is streetlights and snow falling.

Slowly the boy turned back and began walking once again. The crunching began again behind him as his steps increased nervously. The steps drew closer and closer as if the person was taunting him on purpose. Soon he burst into a run, the boy ran through the town weaving between the stores hopping to lose this creeper.

Running into an alley he came to a halt, 'Shit! A dead end!' The wall reached a few good feet above his head. The boy jumped as best he could his fingers gripping the edge for dear life. Slowly his show gripped the wall as he began to climb up, but it was too late.

The creeper had grabbed him by his waist jerking him from the wall like a ragdoll. "Let me go! My dad is a lawyer!" He cried out helplessly to his attacker only to receive a cloth to his mouth and nose. Struggling and grunting the effort to escape became useless as his arms and legs turned to jelly, the drug taking effect as his body became limp in the strong arms.

"Shhhh… " Came a voice as the boy's green eyes finally closed falling into pure darkness.

Drip…Drip… "Wh-what?"…Drip…drip…"Wh-where am I?"…"Who's there?"… The boy was laid on a mattress, the mattress rested on a cement floor, his arms bound above his head by red silk ribbons to a iron loop on the wall above him. He was stripped down to nothing but his jeans, even his shoes and socks had been removed.

The room was a basement candles formed a circle around the bed as is creating an alter of some sorts. Opening his eyes he came to find that he had been blind folded with a thick dark cloth. A small sigh of frustration escaped his lips, "Fuuuck!"

"Ah…you finally awake…" Came a husky voice. The male grunted as his hands pulled at his restraints, "What do you want with me!" He hissed out to the voice, there was a dark chuckle then the sound of footsteps echoing throughout the small room, the sound of heels clicking against the cement floor, becoming louder with each step coming closer to him.

"I see you still have a cute little mouth on you…maybe I should teach you how to use it." Kyle could hear the smirk and arrogance from the voice, as a cool breath was now tickling his pink lips. The boy lightly jerked and squirmed trying to fight against his restraints. "Ah ah ah! You'll tire yourself out with such behavior…" The voice had chuckled clearly amused watching the boy struggling. "Now for the appetizer…" The voice had purred soon the boy's lips was covered with another pair of hot ones. Kyle grunted and shook his head breaking the kiss for only a second, a set of hands gripped the boy's cheeks keeping his head steady as another kiss was stolen. His efforts was futile against his captor, softly whimpering he felt something warm and slimy brush against his bottom lip.

The boy's eyes widened in horror at the feel of the wet and slimy tongue brushing against his lips. Grunting the male then took a fistful of the redhead's hair jerking him roughly causing the boy to gasp out in pain. That made the smirk taking this chance to shove his tongue right into his warm mouth. Kyle was at shock, the older male jerked his hair harder letting him know he better play along. Slowly the redhead's tongue brushed against the stranger's own tongue.

Kyle felt disgusted with himself not only was his stranger taking advantage of him but his own body was betraying him. His jeans began tighten as a small moan escapes his soft lips. The man moved away from the boy a string of saliva was stretched between them, again the younger male began to squirm and grunted now in anger, "You sick fuck! Let me go!" he cried out at the man. The only answer was a deep amusing chuckle. His fingers began to slowly run down Kyle's smooth skin as it brushed over the budding pink nipple, slowly it trailed down the faint line that showed where his as were, he was lean but Kyle was on the swim team, all those strokes were doing his body very well. The boy was shaking as his body began to heat up from being touched in such a manner. Soon the stranger smirked even wider at seeing the tent in Kyle's jeans, "Well well look at what we have here…" His hand softly brushed over the tent wanted to tease the teen a little. Once the redhead's hips began to twist he gave it a well deserved firm squeeze.

"Ahh…haa!" Kyle gasped out in a mix of shock and pleasure. Smirking the man's grip only tightened as he massaged that beautiful crotch, "Nnngh...please…stop!" Gasping Kyle had cried out begging for mercy. The groping stopped for only a moment then was replaced with rougher massages and harder squeezing, "Not yet, we're just getting started…"