Silver Spoon-Chp8

*it had been almost a week since Tyler's monetary predicament. Harrod noticed tht he had been coming bk to the dorm late at night or sometimes not at all, n he seemed to hv started to come in late for classes, n Harrod noticed it moreso since they hv the same elective class together, n today he was late again. Tyler was nvr late for class, not evn once since first yr, n it was worrying him a little*

Noah was talking about a study involving twin brothers when Tyler came in. He had a bruse on the side of his face and looked too tired for class. "Mister Denison. I am glad you could make it. I hope you won't mind that from now on to email me when you are going to be late." He chastized the boy and turned back to the board.

Tyler just nodded and sat down, a little too heavy and nearly gasped at the pain. Last night had been so back that he hadn't wanted to come back to to the dorm and settled for staying the night with the man, which was proably worse than anything else he had done thus far.

Harrod: *saw the bruises n the pained look on his face n was definitely worried. He leaned to use his pen to poke Dustin sitting beside him, then jerked his head to make him look at Tyler once he got his attention*

Dustin: *looked up at the poke n saw Harrod jerked at Tyler's direction n saw wat Harrod saw. He frowned a little. It looked vry familiar, something he had seen during his childhood. He couldnt be exactly sure, bt he knew tht those wounds were not frm typical fighting. Giving a silent nod of acknowledgement at Harrod, he decided to confront him aftr class*

Noah contintued the class for another 20 mins before dismissing everyone but Harrod. "Mr. Masons. Will you come up to the front?"

Tyler was not out of the room as fast as he would have liked but he was out and walking like a normal person, even thought he ached everywhere.

Harrod: *nodded n came forward, watching as Tyler left n made eye contact with Dustin to follow him*

Dustin: *nodded n followed behind Tyler, catching up with him (tho surprised he was able to since he knew Tyler was a pretty good speedwalker)* Hey, Tyler. U alright there?

"Fine. I have to get back to my dorm." he said. his next class had been cancled due to the teach being sick.

Dustin: *went forward n impulsively grabbed Tyler's arm* Tyler, stop. I wanna talk to u. Will u stop running for once?

Tyler whimpered and tried yanking at his arm. "Let go, you have no right!"

Dustin: *doesn't let go bt doesnt hold him in a death grip either* Wen I see my friend being hurt like this *gestured at the bruise on his face* I hv the right to knw. Harrod's worried abt u too. So how's abt coming clean?

Tyler looked away. "Please let got. It hurts." he was surely have another set of hand bruses on his arm.

Dustin: *see the pained expression on his face n gently let him go* Talk to me, Tyler. R u OK? Tell me wat's wrong. If u can't do it for me, at least do it for Harrod

He wiped away tears that were spilling out. "We are not friends. If you think that fucking me once constituts friends then you are dead wrong." he took off running towards his dorm.

Dustin: *chased aftr him, n got in the room before he could close it at his face* C'mon, r u actually pissed abt tht? U asked for my help. N no, I dont consider us fucking to make us friends. We were already friends since the vry beginning wen I hung out with Harrod, u just didnt knw it. I'm trying to  be nice to u here

Tyler flung his things on the bed. "I always that you where annoying." He got on the bed and pulled the covers over him. "Dustin I don't want to talk about it, least of all, with you."

Dustin: *raised a brow* Why not? Its not like we're tht much of a stranger *sat at the edge of the bed, testing out his theory tht he thought he had wen he first saw the wounds on Tyler in class* Tyler...Were u raped?

Tyler felt his bed dip and faught not to flinch. He let the question hang in the air as he wondere how to answer it. He could say yes, but that would not be true. He could say no and Dustin would no he was lying. So he went with the truth. "You can't rape the willing."

Dustin: *his eyes widened a little at tht answer, this was more than wat he had theorized* The willing...? U...U were escorting...?

He pulled the covers up over his head. "Just call it what it is. I was hooking, yes. I am whore."

Dustin: *found it a little hard to believe, the proud young man who aced amazingly in life now here admitting tht he was being an escort. He thought he was hearing things, bt the wounds were there, right before his face n the look on Tyler's face didnt seem like he was lying. Hell, he knew him enough tht he wouldnt joke abt this* W...Wat happened? Why did u do this...? *realized* Is...Is tht why u wanted my...my "help"?

He rolled over to face the wall. "I needed someone to trust to relieve me of my virginity. I knew it would hurt and I could not go through that with a stranger. You were just a means to an end."

Dustin: *felt a little hurt at hearing those last words, bt it wasnt his plc to flip out abt it. He could see he needed someone to talk to* U havent reli answered my question, Tyler. Why did u do this? Why did u become an escort?

Tyler sighed. "My father ran into some hard times and so he had to take my trust fund away to not go completely broke. I need a job, and flipping burgers was not goign to cut it. I needed a job that I could make a shit load of money. Do you know how much this school and law school is going to cost?"

Dustin: *remembered the career seminar he went to tht mentioned abt law schools n nodded* Yeah, I see wat u mean...So...is this gonna be long-term?

"Only untill I get enough money. Which at his rate will be my frist year in law school, giver or take."

Dustin: Harrod is worried abt u tho. Do u want me to let him knw abt this?

"No." He snaped. "Harrod is too innocent to understand." He turned to looked at him. "He will never know and you will never tell him. Understood?"

Dustin: Alright, alright *held up his hands in surrender* I won't tell him. Bt wat should I tell him wen he asks? U knw how persistent he can be sometimes

"I got mugged, or fell down the stairs, anything but I was being fucked by a guy that has an alergy to latex and apearently lube. He also likes to hold me down. If you think that will help him then by all means." He rolled back over, curling up slightly.

Dustin: *sighed n nodded* Alright, I'll knw wat to say to Harrod then *a long pause later* Do...u need help? I'm good if u need me

"I..." He bit his lip. He need help to apply some cream he got at the drugstore before going to school. He has run in to get a notebook and pen since he was not going to make it back to the dorm before class and he had still been late. But it was embarrassing to ask him to help apply the cream to certin areas of his body. He would also know exactly what the man did to him last night. "Will you promise to never tell another living soul?"

Dustin: *blinked before he nodded quietly* Cross my heart n hope to die. I will not tell a soul. U can trust me on tht

"I need help with some cream...it is made to sooth and help heal cut and scratches, but...I can't get to them." He swallowed what was left of his pride, trying not to cry.

Dustin: *was not expecting tht, bt didnt question it* Sure, no problem. Where do u keep tht cream? *looked ard the area*

He pulled it out of his pocket and gave it to him. "Can..can you turn around for a moment?" He asked. Which was stupid. He had had done much kinker things, with much more shamless people.

Dustin: *took the cream, nodded n turned ard. He was a prideful person, he'll give him tht, n he knew he needs to hang on watevr dignity he had left*

Tyler pushed off his pants, almost going back, but then his bottom was in contact with the bed and it hurt so much. He also had a 'date' that night and he could being moaning in pain during it.

"Ok, you can turn over." Tyler said as he rolled over on to his stomach and hid his face. He couldn't look at Dustin when he turned back. He knew his skin was a myrid of bruses, but fresh and old.

Dustin: *his breath caught in his throat as he saw all the bruises on his body. Has it been tht long since he became an escort? How is it tht he hadnt noticed? Trust this young man to hide things so well* Shit...Tht looks reli bad... *opened the container n got started* Well, bear with it a little bit, a'ight? Trust me. I wont hurt u intentionally *started applying the cream on all the sores one by one*

"I know you won't hurt me." But it did hurt. He hated to think would feel like  when Dustin pus the cream inside him. He was still swollen from the last round his 'date' had given him. He bit on the pillow to not cry out.

Dustin: *tries to go as gentle as possible n sees more sores on Tyler's butt n pucker* Umm...U got quite a bit in ur ass. Is it...OK if I put cream there too?

"Yes. I have to meet someone to night."

Dustin: *nodded n took an elaborate amt of cream in his fingers before rubbing them on the sores on his ass, careful not to press too hard against Tyler's pucker as he spread the cream ard*

Tyler pick the pillow harder, screaming into it, but trying not to move. He knew it would hurt. He need it and still he was not prepared for it.

Dustin: Easy, Tyler, easy. Just take deep breaths. I'm almost done *finished putting cream on tht area n moved on to the rest* I bet ur wondering why I thought u were raped

"No. I could guess." He said, panting, just laying there. "The pain I was in, the bruse on my face. It would all seem logical that I was raped. But in relaity. He just liked to hit. Apprently I could never be good enough for his fantasy." He a tear ran down his face and he wiped it away.

Dustin: *sighed* Well, tht would be ur theory, bt its more closer to home than u think. I've seen it before. My mother was raped, n she looked exactly like how u look

Tyler reached to covering himself again. "I was not raped. I know what I was doing and I didn't say no." he said.

Dustin: Yeah, ur a strong-willed man. I knw u wouldnt do things unless u need to. *finished putting the cream* There. All done now. U sure ur gonna be OK later on?

"I wil lbe fine. This other man is nothing compared to last night's disaster." he said.

Dustin: At least let me pick u up aftr ur...session *suddenly felt like he reli needed to protect n be there for him, at least a little bit*

Tyler took a breath and blew it out. "I am not strong, Dustin. I falling a part at the seems." He closed his eyes as they started to tear up again. "I can't keep doing this."

Dustin: *his heart clenched at upon seeing Tyler's tears tht he couldnt help himself; he reached dwn to cuddle Tyler, hugging him close to his chest to soothe him watevr way he can* Its OK. Its OK. Let it out. Let it all out. I wont tell a soul

Tyler started to sob. He jsut couldn't stop. He clung to Dustin for all he was worth and let all the frustration, humiliation, and pain go out in hsi tears.

He cried for a good ten minutes before he was out of tears. He felt sprung out and numb, but it was the best feeling he had had in weeks.

Dustin: *let him cry on him for tht good 10 mins, rubbing his bk n whispered comforting sweet nothings to his ear as he rocked him to n fro. Once he was calmed, he stroke his hair* Feel better now?

"I feel numb, but yes I feel better." he nodded, still clinging to the other man.

Dustin: *smiled a bit* Its alright. Ur secret is safe with me. I'll carry it to my grave. I wish I could tell u not to go tonight, bt...I knw u. Wen u want to get things done, u'll see it thru. Bt...call me selfish bt...at least lemme come pick u up aftr ur deed

"Ok. I am meeting him at the motel on the edge of town. Just try to not let him see you. He get jealous really easy."

Dustin: *nods* I'll keep my distance. Just text me wen he's gone. I'll wait somewhere nearby. I dont hv any other classes for tonight anyways.

Tyler nodded. "I need to get some sleep before my mock trial meeting at noon." He yawned. "Please don't tell Harrod." He begged once again, before closing his eyes and falling alseep.

Dustin: *watched him fall asleep, n before he could stop himself, he leaned dwn to kiss Tyler's forehead n stroke his cheek* Don't worry. He wont knw a thing *got up n left the room*