To Lose

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh Gx. I do not own the basis for this fanfiction, the concept is taken with permission from “Yami’s Chan” fanfiction ‘Slut’. I make no money from this.


To Lose
By 11


Chapter 06
Slut

He should have been broken by now. What had happened?

Jaden. Sartorius scowled thinking on that meddlesome brunette – the same one that had once again foiled one of his carefully construed plans. But this one was amendable; Chazz was still very vulnerable, and so still very breakable.

What was most annoying, however, was after his return Chazz did not return to his rooms at once – he didn’t report to Sartorius’ chambers at his return, if Sartorius didn’t know better he might have thought that Chazz was avoiding him.

When Chazz did finally come to him, he was immensely irritated that he had had to call him specifically. Needless to say as detrimental to his project, this bothered him a great deal. “What happened, Charles?”

Chazz very nearly seemed to flinch, although Sartorius was careful that his voice was kind enough, despite his immense irritation at the circumstance.

When the dark-haired youth didn’t respond, Sartorius extended a hand toward him, calling him closer. “Come to bed, love.”

A knot somewhere loosened just a bit but the other was still tensed muscles beneath flesh when he crawled onto the bed, not yet presuming to straddle across his… ‘lover’.

Sartorius nearly scowled at the lines of distaste on the other’s face – he wasn’t supposed to look like that – not to him. So what had changed? What had happened between him and his toy – he had only been gone a week.

“I missed you.” He told him quietly, and storm-gray eyes dropped from his lover’s torso to his pants – a familiar pattern. His hands mutely undid the belt and fasten in a moment, and after moment of shirking cloth Sartorius felt the familiar wet heat of the other’s mouth around him.

He sighed, and stroked the dark hair of the head working his flesh. How benign he was to continue to allow the other to touch him like this when Chazz had been with so many others – how could Chazz not trust him when he still consented to share his bed with him? It was a coveted position – surely even he knew that.

“You made a friend in my absence?” he questioned idly, benignly, no sign of resentment or anger or disapproval to his tone.

Chazz did not respond, and Sartorius moaned lightly when Chazz’s tongue dropped to his sacs and around sliding back up his length leaving a heated kiss on his tip before swallowing him down again.

“There are several, from before,” Chazz spoke coming back up the shaft, staying close. Sartorius breathed and jerked as every word the other youth’s lips flickered over his length. “But I wouldn’t call them friends. I don’t know if you…”

He didn’t finish and his tongue swiped all along the underside of his partner’s member, and Sartorius grinned to himself purposely ignoring the darkened tone of Chazz – of course he knew he was talking about ‘those boys’. The ones that stopped him in the halls, in the can, anywhere they could drag him off to perform demeaning acts he wouldn’t refuse to do. So if Chazz wouldn’t elaborate on his own he wasn’t going to drag it out of him.

“But there is one friend isn’t there?”

Chazz didn’t reply again, his tongue laving the flesh before moving to swallow him again. “It’s Jaden isn’t it?” Sartorius continued, and Chazz pulled back from him briefly, faster than he had before, startled? Sartorius felt a vein twitch nerved.

“What about Jaden?” Chazz asked, a little too calm, a little too solid, and Sartorius moved his hand to press Chazz mouth back toward his length.

“You’re with him now?”

Chazz head resisted the motion and he pulled from Sartorius grip to sit up and face the older youth. Sartorius would have scowled that the other was now stopping entirely – but he had better control of his features than to allow that. “No,” Chazz insisted, storm eyes hard and dark – with fury? – “I’m not ‘with’ Jaden – it’s not like that.”

It was unsettling and Sartorius inwardly scowled darker at this odd turn to his plans. How had this happened – wasn’t Chazz supposed to be isolated?!

“I believe you.” Sartorius said softly to him nodding his head, keeping his features calm and relaxed. “It’s fine, Charles.” And he motioned his hand to beckon the other youth closer. “Your knees.”

Chazz hesitated and Sartorius could have cursed under his breath at that – all that careful training and now it was already ruined to this extend? Chazz obeyed turning to offer his backside to his ‘lover’ but that there was hesitation at all was-!!

… Unforgivable…!!

Sartorius didn’t bother long with the lubrication – he was too agitated, Chazz felt it with a sharp groan as Sartorius slid his length inside him. He frowned now freely for a few moments where the other’s face was buried into the pillows as he pounded the other into the mattress.

Perhaps he had made things too easy for the youth.

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Chazz didn’t stay in Sartorius’ rooms that night – but he left the Slifer dorms early before Jaden was even awake. He waited in the forest debating what he would do now that Sartorius had returned.

It was still unsafe to return to his own rooms. It was relatively safe in Sartorius’ room but then he still had to do those things. Worse, those eyes no longer made him feel special – the entire reason he’d started and allowed it was gone.

It didn’t feel good anymore – he didn’t see anything in those eyes that made his powerful, special, or necessary. What had changed? It no longer gave him any pleasure or thrill – not like when-!

Jaden’s hand suddenly fell on his shoulder – he knew it was Jaden because immediately after the youth’s boisterous voice began to intrude on Chazz’s consciousness. Further his muscles didn’t stiffen and tense at the breach of personal space.

“There’ll definitely be fried shrimp for lunch today! Ms. Dorothy told me so! So we have to get there early or they’ll all be gone! Isn’t this great! That’s almost three times in the past week and a half!”

“Just round off to two weeks and I’m quite sure it doesn’t matter so much.” Chazz brushed the brunette’s enthusiasm off as was their pattern, unaware, as usual, of the slight upturn to his mouth as companion launched into an excited regale of some duel or another over the past weekend.

“--then he used this trap card to send the guy’s flame warrior to the graveyard but then the other guy used monster reborn but brought back his monster fusion discarded at the beginning of the game! He wiped out half the other guy’s lifepoints that way! It was an awesome move!!”

“Yes, I’m sure it was.” Chazz replied relatively monotone. Chazz couldn’t care less who used what card and with what combination monsters and spells; that sort of thing could be saved for class and Jaden got excited about the most elementary card science used in a relatively simple situation.

It was the fact it was Jaden that he felt he could listen and not be mind-numbingly annoyed. Jaden’s enthusiasm and happiness always seemed to extend to those around him, so even if he’d been in dour spirits an hour before Chazz felt contentment now.

He hadn’t paid as much attention to passing students, in fact since eye contact became the result of leers or sneering derision he had actively tried to ignore his surroundings and kept a relatively brisk pace counting on Jaden’s presence to warn off unwanted company.

He had been naïve to assume such a thing.

Chazz felt the easy relaxation with Jaden stir and tense at their approach seconds before feet intruded in his path and his eyes snapped up in a mixture of anger and something sickeningly akin to fear.

Why were they standing there, close enough now to talk, standing rigid, eyes hard, leering, malicious? Why? Why now, when Jaden was standing right beside him?

“What?” he demanded his voice icy and calm, as he had intended.

“You haven’t been around as much, and it’s bothersome.” The other started, the words were innocent enough but the way he said them made it too obvious, his eyes raking over Chazz and a shudder of disgust struck along his spine.

Jaden looked confusedly between the group and Chazz. “Friends of yours?” Chazz ignored him.

“So?” Chazz spat back maintaining as much calm as he could forcing it into his tone, because more than anything he wasn’t at all calm. Since when did they get this bold?!

Didn’t they always corner him alone?! If he fought back… what? They’d rape him right here? In the hallway? In front of other people? In front of Jaden? Even if someone stopped them – and why was that thought an ‘if’? – he’d rather die than let Jaden see that much!

“Isn’t it obvious? We ‘miss’ you, slut,” and those eyes darkened. Chazz would have snarled, and his teeth grit themselves. Jaden stiffened too – there was no way… he finally cracked a dictionary and now knew what that meant?!

“Hey – we’re on our way to class now, so can you guys stop blocking the hall now,” Jaden told them, his arms crossed, but he wasn’t terribly intimidating, he still didn’t know what was going on – but he could tell that these guys weren’t friends of Chazz.

“Sorry you haven’t heard the rumor?” the youth looked shocked toward Jaden, attention momentarily averted from their quarry. Some of the group snickered. “Oh wait, you’re that idiot – and you’re still hanging around with this guy so there’s no way you know?”

Chazz felt his muscles coil – there was no way. Maybe he could just grab Jaden and shove past these guys – because there’s no way, his voice sounded like he would but… no, he’d already convinced them not to-!!

“Shall I describe it to you then? How nicely he bends over and we let him use his mouth and ass to fuc--!!”

“NO!”

Then he was cut off. The crack of Chazz’s fist against the guy’s face had felt immeasurably satisfying!

He was almost too late – no he still might have been too late – even so if they’d said anymore-!! He took advantage of the other’s shock at his retaliation. But it wasn’t over – he had to get Jaden away from them!

Chazz seized Jaden’s wrist and jerking him forward, shouldered past the group, walking with quick brisk steps toward the classroom – there were a lot more people here – and class would start soon – those guys probably didn’t know which class he’d gone to… he hoped.

He fell into the chair, his hand was beginning to sting slightly, and worse he felt like his insides were shaking. Why? He was afraid? What all had Jaden heard? Did he hear it correctly? Would he ask him about it? Did he know, and now he’d ignore him?!

He was still buzzing on the insides, and he wouldn’t be the one to bring it up. His face felt hot, and though Jaden was sitting right beside him every passing second the agony of uncertainty dragged on.

“… mouth and ass…?”

Chazz froze. No. It was the worst part for him to hear, and Jaden was muttering to himself – he’d figure it out for sure. No one was that much of an idiot!! He felt cold – it was over. Jaden would hate him… then there’d be no one who treated him like a human being anymore.

“… mouth and ass.” Jaden repeated to himself and Chazz swallowed, he wished the idiot would just get it over with – he was dying, just waiting for Jaden to find out he’d die!

“You eat with your mouth and poo comes out of there but…?” Chazz stopped and turned his head quickly looking over Jaden’s expression. The brunette had turned slightly away in thought, but his brows were knit together too hard – he was seriously thinking about it… and he had no idea?! Even from that?!!

Chazz could have hit him over the head for his idiocy!

At the same time he wanted to throw his arms around the fool and laugh happily as his heavy insides erupted in some kind of giddy flurry. Thank all things that Jaden was such an idiot as to not know that much! Jaden still didn’t know!!

The brunette sighed and shook his head, apparently he couldn’t figure it out – and Chazz felt insanely relieved. It seemed impossible that he wouldn’t figure it out from that – but if he hadn’t then that meant they were still okay. Jaden didn’t hate him.

As a secondary worry Jaden wasn’t avoiding him after that bit of violence either. But the situation was still bad – things were escalating, those guys were getting bolder. Too bold – and worse he hadn’t really changed anything! Not seeing him as much – they saw him about the same as always! What happened there?!

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In the end it seemed best to appease them – to ‘apologize’ about hitting whoever that was and try to get the status quo back on track. They weren’t hard to find, although they found him first, only moments after finding him walking alone.

He knew what came next but first he had to resolve this – what they’d broken. “You weren’t supposed to tell Jaden.” He snarled turning to face the group of pigs.

“Oh yeah?” one said arching his eyebrow at that claim, “Well you’ve been acting way too uppity lately.”

“You must really enjoy this every day, if you have that much energy.”

“Maybe we just haven’t ‘satisfied’ you enough, right slut?” one laughed, “And to think we’d been restraining ourselves, maybe we should let you have all of it, and more.”

Chazz steeled himself.

“So, strip, slut!”

“Unless you enjoy getting your clothes ripped off?” another round of snickers. That sick feeling coiled in his gut again. They didn’t even wait until he finished – he’d barely gotten the fabric from his hips before limbs were seized.

Rough hands pulling and shoving – enforcing immobility – and directly afterward he was invaded. Fingers left bruises, each movement forceful and harsh. They were getting rougher. They were getting faster.

He’d gotten used to the repeated invasion – the meat forced up his backside, and past his lips. His hair was twisted hard into grubby ugly hands, his neck craned back by faceless masses of reproductive vomit and pain.

It always felt too long – but stiffness of muscle and jaw made the unbearable even worse. The pain and constant jerking and shoving made it impossible to try and think that it wouldn’t hurt like this even if it was anyone else.

Come to think of it didn’t Sartorius’ hands also twist his hair into uncomfortable tangles and knots? His backside burned until eventually enough seed and blood provided lubricant for the rest jammed inside to the hilt ever time.

Disgusting grunts and sneers and groans – the bitter sickening taste of the same continuous series of too large meat shoved inside him until his jaw was sore and his tongue felt numb.

It took eternity before the last pulled away with a satisfied groan, a loathsome sneer on his unidentifiable face. Chazz was ready at release to flop to the floor and wait for them to leave before attempting to salvage whatever small scaps of his dignity may yet remain.

“No, not yet!”

Putrid hands gripped his hips again and he started slightly, unable to identify the reason – surely these idiots didn’t have the stamina to all go all over again?! They’d all gone twice already hadn’t they?!!

He gasped and nearly yelled when he felt something cool and bricklike pushing a cubical corner against his backside. His hips move instinctively away from the new intruder but a the slightest movement pairs of hands seizes his limbs head and back forcing him back towards whatever loathsome object was being roughly forced inside him.

“Hah! He’s loose like this an it still won’t go in?”

“Just make him a little wider! Like this!”

And one of those ugly invasive fingers ripped inside him and tugged hard to the side, his muscles contracted around it, which earned a few sniggers before a second finger shoved its way in and the two pulled oppositely forcing his opening wider.

He grit his teeth – it felt like the skin was splitting and that block was being packed inside him – the vain constriction of his muscles only inducing more pain. They laughed, and vainly he tried to calm enough to relax his muscles.

It hurt. It felt disgusting – it felt too huge – and shoving more in. “Look it’s so red!” one laughed.

“It’s all puckered up – like it’s sucking it in, right?”

“That’s the slut for you!” another grinned, hand slapping across Chazz’s ass, shoving the despicable object just a little dipper, rubbing uncomfortably along inside him.

“No matter what it is – if it’ll go up his ass he loves it!”

“Wonder what else we could shove in there, right?”

“Don’t you think two of us could fit in him if we tried?”

No. No! They were not going to experiment on him right now! No!! Chazz felt his insides freeze and his quivering had nothing to do with the bodily abuse he’d just suffered or the large discomforting object still buried in his backside.

But as they spoke moving away – they were making plans for the future – plans they may or may not follow up on Chazz realized relieved – they weren’t going to do anything more to him today.

“Got that slut? So be sure to behave from now on!” a mocking pat on his rear jostled the object some more and he bit back a sound of pain. He waited until their footsteps faded away before he dared to move.

Pain shot up his backside, and his opening felt so raw that when he reached back to touch it he nearly yelped at the agonizing contact. The disgusting gel inside him was slipping out and around the object, and past to his heels and the floor.

It hurt to put his fingers anywhere near there but it hurt too much to keep it in. So regardless of the further discomfort he scissored his fingers past his entrance. He bit back a pained moan delving his fingers deeper until they grasped the edges of the object.

With some difficulty, and resulting in increased pain by ripping up the sides of his backside, he withdrew… part of the object. Cards...

Those bastards shoved a duel-deck up his ass. His duel deck. Chazz shuddered in anger, revulsion and pain, and with the kind of determination only fury could give he delved back inside his self and grasped more of the cards yanking them out of him.

He had to repeat this process several times before the last of them was finally free from his backside. By that time the seed of the offenders had dried on his skin, so he hardly bothered with trying to peel and crack the revolting stuff of before putting on his clothes.

He was first headed to clean up anyway so it didn’t much matter as long as he wasn’t naked any longer – his backside still felt horribly sore, it felt bloody and raw even when he walked.

At least Jaden didn’t know. And they wouldn’t go trying to tell him again like before – at least there was that. In a way it felt like a poor excuse for letting his body become so horribly torn up like that.

He nearly cried in agony when his phone started to vibrate and the fabric of the pants rubbed at the bruises on his backside and skin. He answered it quickly without bothering to check the caller ID – it was Sartorius.

“Charles, I’m disappointed,” his patient voice came over the phone, “I expected you to be here by now.”

Where?

“Charles? I’ve only been gone a week, and already you’ve forgotten our schedule?”

Chazz grimaced glancing at the nearest clock – of course it was about the time he would have usually been at Sartorius’ room and they would… but there’s no way he could today – he was already so bruised! His entrance couldn’t take any more damage today!

Regardless somehow he would up standing outside of Sartorius door – and when the older youth answered his eyes narrowed in distaste even as he invited him in. “How disgraceful.” Sartorius murmured and Chazz turned in irritation as if to demand an explanation, he didn’t even need to ask though.

“Even if I’m not your only lover, you still don’t have to show up with the seed of your other lovers on you,” Sartorius sighed sadly, even as he disrobed and motioned for Chazz to do the same.

Chazz wanted to disagree and tell him it wasn’t! He wanted to tell him how bad it had gotten with those boys the past week! He wanted to--!!

“Come Charles,” Sartorius directed him to the bed to lie in front of him. The older youth actually had to prompt Chazz’s next action which irked him – the same as always – urging the other’s lips around his member, hands curling into dark hair to hold him at the pace he desired.

“I must admit my disappointment you know,” Sartorius continued, guiding Chazz’s mouth easily enough – though it had been easier before – a week and all his hard work had become frayed at every edge, “I feel I’ve become neglected.”

Chazz could have snarled at him for that! As if he had any idea what he’d been going through – and it sounded like he didn’t even care to know! He assumed too much! Lovers?! When had he said that?! Sartorius was his only lover! But now he wasn’t too sure he even wanted that!

Why couldn’t he even seem to communicate with him now?! No they never communicated but this…!! How dearly he wanted to blame Sartorius for everything – even though it wasn’t anything to do with him – saying stuff like that when he had no idea was too much!!

Sartorius hands drew Chazz’s head away from him – and he motioned to turn, and when Chazz hesitated, his stronger hands moved Chazz to the appropriate position. Chazz nearly whimpered when without any preparation or gentleness whatsoever a cool finger pressed into his entrance.

He grit his teeth shut and willed to endure the pain as Sartorius finger slid inside him and then drew back out.

“Disgraceful…” Sartorius growled, his finger drawn away with thick male seed dripping over it, “You come to my bed with another lovers seed in you? Have you really become such a slut in my absence?”

Chazz could have whipped around and snarled at him! He was in pain since Sartorius shoved his finger in that abused area! Further it wasn’t a lover! Further why did Sartorius always have to make it sound like he was doing Chazz the favor?!!

It wasn’t like he wanted this!!

“But I forgive you.” Sartorius told him, fingers prodding back at his abused entrance and Chazz choked to swallow another painful sound – as if Sartorius was being so benevolent, even though Chazz was in pain!

Sartorius’s hands weren’t careful or kind – just jamming inside him like those other faceless nameless boys who violated him! And he just kept talking too!! Even Jaden eventually knew when the shut up!! Jaden never did anything purposefully to cause pain! Jaden--!!

Then Sartorius length slid inside him and he nearly screamed with the pain it brought with it – the aggravation to his backside – already abused and scraped on the inside – every stroke felt like a knife jamming inside and ripping him up more.

He couldn’t stop the moans now – but though they were so clearly painful to him – stupid Sartorius probably thought they were out of pleasure. He felt sick! He felt disgusting! He used to think ‘this’ was worth it?! Worth what?!

What could have possessed him to think this painful and sickening action was anything remotely good?!!

Chazz’s entire backside felt numb by the time Sartorius finished inside him – every one of Chazz’s muscles weak and quivering, spent and abused – every nerve alive and aflame in pain along his backside – his insides.

Sartorius grinned down at the quivering boy at his feet – he was entirely spent – he had no energy left to go crawling off to another dorm – to a place to repair himself.

So the older youth felt a tick in his jaw and a pulse throb at his neck when Chazz started to slowly move, picked himself up and stumbling weakly to dress himself.

“Still have energy Charles?” Sartorius drawled, keeping a tight rein on any anger that might have edged into his voice, “Want to go again?”

“No… I’m exhausted,” Chazz said words coming together sluggishly, “But I have a project… due tomorrow… in the morning, so I have to finish it tonight.”

It irked him; Chazz had no energy left and still though he could hardly move he was making excuses about a project so he could run off to the slifer dorm?!!

“Anything I can help you with?”

“No,” Chazz disagreed, “It’s almost done – but I have to finish it.”

Sartorius didn’t have the chance to ‘politely’ argue some more because Chazz stumbled out the door and after a quick wait, without fail, Sartorius saw Chazz reappear on the lawn heading quickly toward the slifer dorms. His grip tightened on the window sill in anger – did he really think he would be safe there with that slacker-brat?!

Sartorius sighed in irritation brushing back the hair from his face. Now, he was thinking, it’s about time that Charles finally breaks for me.

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