Baby Boy 2: Corrupted

something about Baby that Rex couldn't get himself to abandon. There was a feeling that he had for Baby that he couldn't express or explain. But whatever that feeling was, he knew that no matter what happened, tonight he was going to have to stay there for the torture, because he couldn't leave Baby Boy alone.
    As Rex thought, a blinding pain shot through his ass. It was as if a wooded pole had been shoved inside of him. Not ready for it and completely unlubed, it tore his ass apart. Fighting to catch his breath he reconsidered his decision and immediately searched his mind for his pain free place. But just as the mental image was setting in, he looked again at Baby Boy. Baby had seen what was done to Rex and he was now very scared. His soft brow was wrinkled thickly and the skin underneath his eyes looked as if he would break his promise and again cry.
    That though was interrupted as the pipe in his ass warmed up. He looked back at the leather strapped man and he was pouring something that looked like melted wax into the hollow pole. The warmth he felt was the wax pouring out the other end into his tender crack.
    Rex fought the scream but finally couldn't hold back any longer. “Ahhhh!”
    “Feel free to scream all you want. There's no one around for miles.”
    “Ahhhh!” Rex screamed again before the pain turned into warmth and then went away.
    Rex pictured his safe place again. It was lovely and warm. It was his beach house in Mexico and there was no one around for miles. The only ones that were there were him and Baby Boy. Baby Boy! He thought returning to the bed.
    Rex looked over at Baby Boy who was now being mounted by the man who had been naked. The naked man wasn't gentle. In fact, he was as rough as he could think how to be. It didn't hurt Baby Boy as much as it scared him. And the men had elicited exactly what they wanted, his tears.
    Rex felt his ass heat up again. Rex moaned trying his very best not to scream. Although he desperately wanted to mentally go away, he knew that he couldn't go anywhere. Tonight he had to stay there and feel everything that had to be felt. He knew that no matter what, he had to be there for Baby Boy. It was what he had promised he would do. He said he would protect him, and that is what he did.
    Unbeknownst to the men, Rex reached his handcuffed hand toward Baby Boy's. When he found it he gripped onto it tightly and squeezed. Baby Boy felt Rex's hand on his and with the warmth of his touch was no longer afraid. Both boys stared into each other's eyes for the rest of the night. When one lost strength they gained it from the other. And when they were both abused into submission, they just looked for each other's hand, took hold and pushed everything else away.

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Chapter 4

    As the boys drove home the next day, no one spoke. After the night that they had shared together there was nothing else that needed to be said. Baby Boy understood that what Rex did by taking him up there was what his father made him do. But what he did by staying was an act of caring. Baby figured that Rex knew what he was in for when he came back, and what would happen to him if he knelt before the man with the leather straps. Rex's actions spoke very loudly, so there was no need for him to say anything else.
    When they arrived home they returned to their respective apartments. Both boys were very sore and it went without saying that neither of them would accept another job for a while. When Rex did eventually respond to one of his father's texts it was for a car delivery run from Mexico. Those were always sources of quick easy money, so Rex thought “why not?”
    Rex hadn't spoken to Baby Boy since yelling to him to get into the shower at the beach house. So it was with hesitation that he knocked on his door.
    Baby Boy opened the door and greeted Rex without his previous level of innocent enthusiasm. “Hey,” Baby said keeping his door mostly closed in front of him.
    “Hey, I was just wondering if you wanted to take a trip down to Mexicali with me. I have to pick up another car.”
    “How much?” Baby asked coldly.
    “$500 I guess. Look, you don't have to go. I just thought that you might want to hang out for a bit,” Rex said not completely able to look Baby in the eyes.
    “Yeah okay,” Baby said with no energy behind it at all.
    The boys caught the bus from the corner in front of their place as they had before. At the Greyhound station they took the 2:45 into Mexicali and took a taxi