He turned his head and saw metal and plastic tubing. Where was he? His heartbeat thudded in his ears. There was a beeping near him, it increased He looked to the other side of him and saw a screen with a little green pulsing line on it.

He knew what that machine was. A heartbeat monitor, his father had been hooked up to one after his heart attack. Was his father ill again. No, he knew he wasn't. He knew from the pain and the weird sensations that it was himself who was ill. He tried to stop the memories coming back but he couldn't.
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Kurt was afraid. There was something very wrong. He looked around. Sebastian was blocking his exit from the changing room. He was fast though, If he made it to the field door he could get away.

He ran, his feet thudding hard against the tiles. He reached the door and pushed his hands against the safety bar. It didn't budge. Kurt pushed harder willing it to open but he already knew it was locked. He felt hands grab his shoulder and he was thrown to the floor. His hands hit the ground hard and vibrated up to his elbows.

"Ow.. Seb.. Sebastian, what..." He felt a sharp pain in his side as Sebastian kicked him. He took a deep gasping breath in pain. He rolled onto his side not able to hold himself up and longer. He looked up at Sebastian towering over him. Sebastian tilted his head to the side staring at him. Kurt thought he could see a glimpse of sympathy in his eyes for a second but then he gave that sarcastic little smile.

Kurt tried to sit up only to have Sebastian's pointed black shoe push against his shoulder.

"Oh don't get up." He said bending down to Kurt's level. "We are going to have some fun."

"Sebastian... what?"

Sebastian pressed his hands to Kurt's jaw holding him with bruising force.

"I have to say I can kind of see why Blaine likes you, Just the right mix of feisty and Passiveness. You're too much like a girl though, I bet if he knew what it was like to be with a real man though he would immediately know what he was missing and ditch you. Tell me Kurt, have you ever topped? Cause I can see Blaine just needs to be fucked. All that aggression I hear about, the boxing and the fight club. I can tell you that a good hard fucking is all he needs, he's screaming out for it."

Sebastian was quiet for a moment. Kurt shook his head trying to get free. Sebastian just moved over him Kurt had to lie back down onto the floor to avoid his body coming in contact with Sebastian's. It just made Sebastian straddle him. Kurt felt a wave of panic as he felt his hardness against his stomach. Sebastian was getting off on this. He struggled to get back up, to get away from Sebastian. They struggled breathlessly for a moment but Sebastian managed to pin his hands.

He smiled.

"You won't hit me will you... so so sweet." Sebastian said leaning down and pressing a forceful kiss to Kurt's lips. He tasted foul, like maybe he had drunk some kind of alcohol.

"You didn't answer me." Sebastian said.

"Get off me." Kurt said.

"Such a high voice really. I wonder if you're a eunuch. Answer the question Kurt. Have. You. Ever. Topped?"

"Once." Kurt admitted.

"So Blainers is not an ass virgin. Ill bare that in mind in the future."

Kurt didn't answer. He felt the grip loosen on his hands and he tried to move them but Sebastian's whole body pushed against him. Kurt felt he couldn't breath. Sebastian was heavy and he smelt of sweat and something bitter. That hard mass was digging into his pelvis now. He felt hands run down his stomach and fiddle with his belt. He bucked his hips away but Sebastian just gave a short moan.

"Patience Kurt, we'll get to that."

"No." Kurt gasped, as he was distracted Sebastian managed to undo his belt and rip the front of his trousers open.

Kurt screwed his eyes together as he felt a cold hand grabbing at him. This is not happening; this is not happening he kept repeating to himself.

"Not a eunuch."

Kurt gasped when he felt a fist drive into his stomach. He tried to turn away but couldn't because of the weight on top of him. He wanted to be sick. His stomach was crying out to him. Then there were hands on the side of his head and it was briefly lifted before it was slammed down against the hard tiles. White hot pain spread out across his head, he thought his skull must have split. It hurt so much, he definitely wanted to be sick, he wanted to pass out. He wanted the now strange flashing lights and blurred images in front of his eyes to go away. He closed them not being able to stand it anymore. He felt his body hefted up and fingers tight on his jaw forcing him to open his mouth.

"If you bite I'll slit your throat."

His mouth was then filled. Sebastian's dick was forced down his throat. Slamming repeated into the back of his throat. His nose was pressed up against musty smelling skin. Cool tears ran down his cheeks. He couldn't breath, he started to choke and found that Sebastian withdrew. He fell to the floor again opening his eyes as he retched again and again onto the floor spilling out lunch and bile.

"Ughh, that's disgusting."

Sebastian tugged at his clothes ripping his shirt as he flung him backwards. He landed painfully on his hip and gasped in pain.

"Ah poor little Kurt, crying, you're such a girl."

Kurt tried to get up, he knew that this was the last chance he had to get away but try as hard as he could his limbs had turned to jelly.

Then it was too late. He was flipped onto his front so that his cheeks brushed the cold tile floor. His jeans were tugged down and he felt teeth bite down hard at the small of his back. He let out a started gasp of pain. Then there was unwanted pressure pushing and pushing at him till it finally broke him. He was being torn apart, the pain sharp and spreading up his back. He screamed, there seemed to be nothing in the world except that pain. His fingernails scratched along the floor. The white tiles in front of him were muddy. He could smell the vomit a little way from his face. He kept screaming because when he stopped to gasp for breath he could hear the thudding of flesh against flesh and the gasps of breaths and the moans. He heard the words Fantastic ass, and whore, like it rough, and worst of all, the name Blaine.

He screamed a final time as hot liquid stung his insides. He lay still as Sebastian pulled out of him. He didn't think he could move if he tried. His whole body hurt, his throat burned his head throbbed and then there was the indescribable feeling inside him.

"You're tight. Maybe Blaine thinks he knows what his doing after all. Give him my love. If he ever wants to see you again, which he won't by the way. You're just damaged goods Kurt."