One Fateful Night

Jonathan caught up with his friend after leaning down to tie his shoe. Patrick glanced over with a weird look on his face oblivious to fact he had been gone. Jonathan wrapped his arm around Patrick's shoulders.

"Look at us now, Patrick. We're on top of the world and nothing can stop us." Patrick laughed at Jonathan's statement.

"Stanley Cup champions twice in four years. I might just have to agree, but I don't think Obama will agree with us being in charge." Jonathan chuckled. He knew Patrick was American and wasnt afraid to show it in any way. Jonathan almost replied when he heard rustling come from the alleyway they just crossed. Both he and Patrick glanced over towards it.

"Probably some Cat. They are always in the alley." Patrick had to disagree. That was a lot of noise for one little cat. The rustling grew louder as Jonathan stepped closer to the alley.

"What are you doing?" Patrick asked worried for his friend.

"Checking to see if maybe it's a little kid or something" Jonathan didn't get very far being grabbed by two glove encoated hands.

"JONATHAN!" Patrick yelled after his friend. He heard a thud and ran in after him.

Jonathan was unconscious and the man was holding a rag. He casually stepped towards Patrick his eyes working their way down.

Lower and lower and lower.

Patrick was frozen from fear. What can he do? This man obliviously had a gun. He could kill Patrick on the spot.

All he wanted was Jonathan right now but he knew that wasn't gonna happen.

"I've waited quite awhile to do this to you Peekaboo." Mystery Man said his eyes trained on Patricks pelvis. Patrick shifted uncomfortably feeling Mystery's gaze.

"D-do what?" Patrick stuttered out. Seeing the kane gaze he probably already knew. He began shaking as the stepped even closer to Patrick.

In one quick sudden movement he had Patrick pinned against the wall. This man was strong. He could tell from the defined muscles bulging out of his black tee. He was also dangerous and Patrick was now terrified.

"you're a handsome man Patrick. I've always wanted to touch you and be inside of you."

Patricks eyes grew huge as he began struggling. He didn't want that. Never had he ever wanted to be the one on the bottom. He had to get out. He had to escape. But if he did he couldn't take Jonathan. Mystery would probably kill him.

Groaning caught Patrick's ears and his gaze shifted to Jonathan's now moving body. Mystery had noticed too and chuckled deeply.

"Good, your friend will be awake for the show." Mystery said as he flipped Patrick around and handcuffed his hands. Patrick yelped with pain at the sudden movement.

Patrick looked at his friend who was now opening his eyes. Jonathan couldn't see him like this. Not with what the man wanted to do to him.

He was thrown on ground as he felt hands wander up his torso taking his shirt with it. Patrick shivered as the cold wind hit his stomach. Before the long Mystery took out rusty scissors and cut off the remainder of his Blackhawks tee.
his pants went next and Patrick fought with all his might to stop the man.

Before long, patrick sat in front of this man completely naked. He cried. There was no denying it. He cried. He knew what was coming and it was inevitable. He jerked away when he felt his legs being spread apart.

"Now now, there's no need to be a bad pet now is there. " Mystery said as he began taking off his own pants. "And look, your friend is watching." Patrick looked over at a wide eyed Jonathan.

"Patrick!" Jonathan cried but was hit with Mystery's foot in his gut. Jonathan doubled over in pain then remained quiet.

"One more noise out of you and ill kill you. Understand?" Jonathan nodded but remained silent. "And if you try to escape ill have fun with your friend then kill him."

Jonathan cowered in fright and looked over at his shaking best friend. Patrick looked so small and childlike under this man. He looked so innocent and exposed. All Jonathan wanted to do was go over and give patrick a hug and tell him that it'll be okay.

Mystery finished taking off his pants and homers and positioned himself on Patrick. In one swift movement he was inside of Patrick. No preparation or anything. Patrick screamed bloody murdered as he writhed in pain. He wanted it to stop but the man just got faster and faster. He cried out when Mystery raked his nails down Patricks chest. He shook furiously as Mystery's hand wrapped around his shaft moving up and down in sync with his thrusts.

They both came at the same time and Mystery collapsed on top of Patrick. He finally pulled out then yanked on his pants.

"Best sex ever, Peekaboo. We'll have to meet up another time and do this again." Mystery whispered in Patricks ear. He jerked Patrick toward him unlocking his handcuffs knowing Patrick would be too tired to fight.

Mystery walked over to Jonathan who was crying and staring at Patricks curled up body.

"You were a good boy so I won't have kill you, but if you tell the police about this I will find you and kill you." With that Mystery walked away never to be seen again.

Jonathan instantly scrambled over to Patrick. He put his hand on Patricks shoulder but patrick screamed and moved away.

"Shh Patrick. It's Tazer, I'm not gonna hurt you." Patrick ex glanced up at Jonathan and jumped forward wrapping his arms around him in a hug. Jonathan put his arms around his shaking best friend as they both just cried and cried. Jonathan pulled Patrick tighter. Right now, they had each other.

How are they gonna tell the team? Coach? Their families?

Jonathan but is head on top of Patricks. Right now, all they needed was each other , and they're gonna cross that road when they get. Right now they just needed to get home . Jonathan put Patricks pants back on and lifted Patrick up. Patrick cried out in pain and collapsed on top of Jonathan. He was so light and small though that it didn't really affect Jonny.

And so began the journey they were gonna take that one fateful night.

Notes

Hey guys, I'm new to this here so I hope you enjoy. Comment if you want me to continue!