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Young and shy Blake Williams was disowned by his parents for being gay. Being left with no option to move in with his boyfriend, Brandon Amon. Brandon was a nice, young, and caring person. He treated his boyfriend with gentle hands and showed him love however he could. Well, at least that's what everyone saw. In truth, Brandon was a both physically and emotionally abusive psycho. He loved throwing Blake around, making bruises and burns on his body, and most of all loved having him screaming and crying, fully exposed under his hold. One day, while going out to take Blake on a "date", Blake saw a group of people, who immediately sparked up his curiosity. All black, tattoos, piercings, bizarre hair, and strangely colored eyes. They were different. Unique. Weird. He liked them. They stood out from the crowd. Brandon noticed the interest his boyfriend found from the small group, with a scowl he urged him to tell him what was to special about them. Blake just quickly said what came first to his mind, which somehow ended up with his boyfriend urging him to go talk to the group with the most evil and intense glare. Blake, being normally a shy and socially awkward person, started a conversation with the simple sentence: "I like your boots". That's how it all started, how he met James Andre. The person who would change his life, in more ways than one. /*/Copyright/*/ All of this is mine. If you want to use this story, or a part of it, you have to message me.
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