Hawks Are Meant to Fly

For the next hour or so, it feels like a lifetime, before Kessel finally stops. During the fondle session, Patrick had tightened and clenched and felt so tense, that he had thought he’d break something or at least strain some important part of him. He hates that Phil Kessel is doing this to him. The Maple Leaf had raped him. How is that not scarring him?

He suddenly misses Jonathan. At least his Captain is gentle with him. And he will stop if Patrick is not happy or uncomfortable. He respects him. But not Kessel. Kessel is a monster. He hurts Patrick and makes him scream and cry.

Another two hours later, the Maple Leaf leans over and finally removes the tape, scarf and underwear. However, once he removes it all and tosses it to the side, he crawls onto the naked man’s body and presses his lips to Patrick’s again.

“I still don’t love you Phil,” Patrick gasps, after he gulps in air and manages to formulate the thought.

Kessel strokes his cheek again though. “You will.”

“You continue to say that. Yet, I don’t think it’ll happen. You continue to underestimate my feelings. I love Jonathan Toews, not you!”

“In time, sweetheart. In time.”

“Never. You can rape me all you want, but I’ll never love you like Jonny.”

“Do I have to make you scream again, princess?”

“Fuck off, Kess!”

“I do?”

“No.”

“I DO?”

“NO!”

“Okay, I will,” Phil climbs on top of Patrick’s chest now and sits down on his stomach. The feeling of Phil Kessel on him is enough to turn his stomach, but he doesn’t throw up. He just watches, unable to do anything, as the Leaf takes his cock into his hands and pleasures himself. Then he lets more of his cum splatter onto Patrick’s face and upper body and neck.

“You’re a disgusting perverted bastard!”

“And you’re a mouthy little princess, Kanerboo.” The Maple Leaf scoots forward and dangles his cock over the Blackhawk’s mouth once again. “Open that mouth of yours and lets make good use of it!”

Patrick reluctantly does so, glaring with narrowed eyes at his captor. But Kessel shrugs and jams his dick into the blond’s open mouth.

“Suck it!” he snaps harshly. “So help me Kanerboo suck me!! SUCK!!”

Patrick eventually does so and Kessel clenches, moaning with pleasure. He touches himself like a fat ugly person. It is repulsive and it makes the Blackhawk forward gag a little bit. He coughs and chokes, but Phil continues ignoring his noises.

Then he comes again in the Blackhawk’s mouth, which really elicits a noise from the blond. He bites Kessel, who stops and smacks him across the face. The Leaf yanks his cock from the man’s mouth. Some of the cum has splattered around his mouth and he looks like a disease ridden rabbie-infested wild animal.

“BAD PRINCESS KANERBOO!!”

Patrick spits some of the nasty stuff onto the bed and then rolls his head back into position. “Not in the mood for your gross cum! I ONLY eat and enjoy Jonny’s!”

Kessel narrows his eyes now. Patrick is testing him. He will show him though. He leans forward, purposefully putting his nasty smelling pelvis into Patrick’s face. He unties the ropes from the blond’s ankles and wrists. Then he unclasps one of the handcuffs from the post, but moves his arm over to the other and clasps the cuff that had been attached to the post, now around the other wrist. Then he unclasps the second cuff their and has it dangle down. He lets Patrick’s arms fall above his head.

The Leaf finally leans back and slides down the bed. He sits between Patrick’s legs once more. However, he turns around, putting his back to the blond’s face. He does the same thing with his ankles as he has done with his wrists. Soon he is handcuffed at the ankles and wrists, but not to the bed.

Kessel gets off the bed and stands up, facing the bed. He pulls Patrick to the edge and yanks him to the floor, not gently or easy or anything. He is anything but gentle with the blond Blackhawk. He kicks Patrick in the side, as he orders, “Get on all fours!”

The Chicago player spits at him and gets another kick in his ribs, but eventually pushes himself to his hands and knees like a dog. As soon as he does, Kessel jams some object into his ass and roughly tightens it in place. Patrick screams and falls forward.

“Up!” Kessel snarls, grabbing the poor forward by his shoulders and jerking him up to his feet.

Patrick can feel the tears leaking from his eyes once more. He is in pain...so much pain. It is physical and mental agony. He isn’t sure if he can make it or not. He is only further humiliated by the Maple Leaf, who straps a ball gag roughly into place around his head. The Blackhawk whimpers and shakes his head, but fails to get it out.

Then he feels some hard stinging sensation on his back. It is followed immediately by a crack on his ass, which is hurting already from whatever is jammed into him there. It feels like some kind of plug or dildo or something foreign.

The pain subsides to numbness and then he feels something else come onto him. It is a collar and leash. Phil Kessel tightens it in place and then “takes the reins” and climbs onto Patrick’s back. He is heavy and at first Patrick wobbles and thinks he is unable to allow the Leaf to ride him.

He hears, “If you don’t hold me and walk like my pet horse, I’ll punish you...I will make you scream a ton and if you lose your voice, that’s okay...just means I won’t have to gag you as much.”

Then he cracks a whip and brings it down hard on the Blackhawk’s ass again and it jolts the blond into moving. He walks around, shedding tears as he does so, listening and obeying to the Leaf’s demands.

When Kessel has enough, he climbs off of Patrick and removes the item and instead pushes his cock into the blond. He releases inside and sinks in deeper, gripping and groping the Blackhawk’s ass in the process. He moans with pleasure and comes again.

It is all too much for Patrick. He leans forward screaming into the ball gag and cries. He tries to beg Kessel to stop and to let him go, but the man does not. He pulls himself out and spanks the Blackhawk winger now. First he does a row of eight hard spanks with his hand and then he does eight with his whip. Each is harder and more painful than the previous. And it makes Patrick Kane scream like never before.

“You like me whipping and spanking you, because you’re a bad princess, Kanerboo! You deserve to be punished like this!!”

He finishes with the last slap of the whip which sends so much pain into him that he collapses on the floor, sobbing. He yanks at the cuffs, wanting to break free. Tears stream from his eyes. And he whimpers.

“You’re pathetic...but it’s this vulnerability and patheticness that just makes you so hot and sexy to me.”

Patrick curls into a ball, he tries to sob out “Jonny, Jonny, help me.” And he really hopes that the Captain will come to his rescue and beat the shit out of the Maple Leaf.

“I’m the dominant force here, Patrick. If you continue to fight me, your life whilst stuck with me will be rough and hard. I will break you and I will make you love me. You’re mine now, princess and there’s nothing you can say or do about it. Jonny can’t help you now!” Kessel yanks the leash, which jerks the Blackhawk back to his hands and knees.

And though he hates to admit it….he can’t deny it. Phil Kessel has broken him already. But he will never love the Leaf like he loves his best friend.

The Maple Leaf finally ungags him and lets him take in air. He keeps his head down and doesn’t make eye contact. He is so weak and Kessel knows that. The man ruffles his hair and then takes the collar off and puts it away. He comes back moves Patrick onto his back. He takes off the handcuffs from his ankles, displaying the nice red mark there from the restraints. He sets the cuffs to the side and then dresses his hostage with clothes finally. He pulls up a pair of boxers and then pulls up a pair of blue jeans. He zips them and buttons them in place.

Then he reaches up to the bed and pulls down a coil of rope. He wraps the fresh manila around his ankles, over the jeans. Now he crawls over to where the blond has his arms. He uncuffs his wrists and sets that set with the other one. All the while Patrick doesn’t fight. He only gulps in air and breathes.

Kessel takes another coil of rope and wraps it around his wrists, securely. He leaves him shirtless. Then he scoops him up and hauls him back onto the bed. He leaves him there, struggling for air still and walks out of the bedroom.


One hour later, Kessel returns to Patrick.

“It is morning. I cannot have your team worried much longer about you. But I’m going to put some small tracking device on you. If you even breathe a word to anyone about what I have done, I’ll track you down, kidnap you again and punish you. Am I clear.”

“Crystal!” Patrick spits.

“Also, if you tell Jonathan, I’ll kill him and then punish you. And let’s see here, what else...oh yes, you are not to make love to him. If he hints at it you must tell him no. Make up some reason for not being able to. Each night you will finish up with your cute little team and then come back to your place, where I will be waiting and we will continue our little fun, alright.”

“Fuck you, Kess.”

“Yes, yes, I understand. Now do you?”

“I understand you son of a bitch!”

“Good boy, now, hold still and then I’ll let you go and you can see your precious boyfriend. I’m sure he’s suffered enough...we’ll make him suffer some more later on.”

Patrick Kane hates Phil Kessel. He takes back everything he has said positive about the man. He is a monster. A sexual predator who hurts people. But before Patrick knows it, the tracking/spying device chip or whatever is applied in it’s place, unable to be tampered with. Then the Leaf takes the ropes off of Patrick and leads him to the front door. He opens it and pushes the blond out.

“Remember what I said. I’m not stupid and I will hurt you and the Blackhawks!”

Patrick stands there and nods. The Leaf slams the door shut and the Blackhawk runs away. He hails a cab and makes it to the airport. But he is unsure how seeing Jonathan will be. He loves Jonathan yes, but Kessel had fucked and raped him silly. He broke him and now, seeing Jonathan might just be the worst thing to do.

But he misses the Chicago Captain!!

One thing is for sure though, he loathes Phil Kessel and the Maple Leafs.

And when the plane touches down in Chicago, Illinois, he rushes off the plane and out of the airport. He makes it to his house and closes the door. He leans against it and sobs. How can he do this? How can he see Jonathan and have everything be peachy? He basically isn’t Jonathan’s anymore and that makes him sad.

Notes

Stupid Phil Kessel! >:(


Next up: Kaner Returns...well....kind of....