Caine woke up with a start, from his nightmare. He was dreaming that Peter hadn’t hung himself but instead he had killed him. Peter was standing in front of him crying and Caine plunged a knife into his chest. Caine had woke up with a scream on his lips that he only just held in. He was drenched and sweat, and he realized, alone. The space next to him where Katherine should have been was empty. Caine sat up into a sitting position and looked at the clock. 6:30am it said. More then two hours before Caine had to go to work and an hour before he had to get up. CLANG! BANG! Caine jumped out of bed at the sound, fearing that Kat had hurt himself or worse, an intruder was in the house. He opened the bedroom door and looked out at the living room and dining room. No one was there. This is staring to get kind of weird, Caine thought anxiously. “Katherine where are you!” he called. To Caine’s relief the kitchen door opened and Katherine emerged, a frown on his face. “Why did you have to get up early?” he said, wiping at the flour on his cheek, which rubbed more flour onto his face from his hands.
“Huh? What are doing? And why do you have flour all over you?” Caine asked, an amused smile playing onto his lips. “I was going to make you a surprise breakfast in bed before you left for work but I guess that’s kind of ruined now…” Katherine said, looking at his toes in disappointment.
“Don’t look so down, you can still make me breakfast, silly,” Caine said held a piece of Kat’s hair in front of his face so he could see it. It was white from the flour. Katherine grinned and they both couldn’t help but giggle at the mess Kat had made of himself. Katherine led Caine into the kitchen and said, “I’m sorry about the mess it’s the first time I’ve made anything but toast. I’ll clean it up after…”
Caine kissed Kat and said soothingly, “I’ll help you clean it up. It’ll be fun. It’s not often I get to play around in a kitchen covered in flour. How did you manage to get flour all over the place anyway. It’s everywhere…haha?” Caine asked with a laugh. Katherine didn’t reply, as he leaned over to get the waffles out of the waffle iron. But Caine grabbed his hand in his. “Hey, I got to get the waffles out of the iron. I made coffee and strawberries in cream to go with the waffles, just the way you like it…aaahh!” Katherine exclaimed in surprise as Caine grabbed him and shoved him onto the kitchen table. “What…”
“You look so fuckin sexy. Flour in your hair, on your face, hands, arms, clothes, you are good enough to eat,” Caine said, laying on top of Katherine on the table. “But Caine, what about the waffles?” Katherine asked, looking over at the iron and hoping they wouldn’t burn after all the hard work that went into making them.
“Forget about the waffles for a second. You are what I’m hungry for this morning,” Caine replied, his dick growing harder every second. “I am going to screw your brains out right here on this table, babe,” he declared and took the towel he still wore around his waist off. Then he pulled off the cutoffs that Kat wore along with his black and red panties. “Caine, the waffles are burning?!” Katherine said, as Caine slid his finger into him.
“You’ll be my waffles this morning, babe. And I am going to eat you up!” Caine said, sliding another finger into Kat. “AH!” Kat gasped as Caine slid the fingers farther into him then almost out again then back in. “Aaahh…yes…hmmmm….oh the waffles Caine! Turn the iron off so they don’t burn please!!” Katherine pleaded.
“Okay, my angelboy,” Caine said and pulled his fingers out of Katherine and got off of him long enough to turn the iron off. Just in time, Caine realized, observing the waffles brown color. Turning back to the table and Katherine, who was still laying there with his pants down, he grinned wickedly. “Now…I will proceed to fuck you, my lovely little boy,” he said and got back on the table, straddling Kat. “Please, no sex toys, whips, canes. I am way to sore for that still. Can you just fuck the hell out of me?” Kat asked, pulling off his shirt and tossing it to the floor.
“As if I need you to tell me that, babe,” Caine laughed then turned around so that his back was facing Katherine’s face and his face was facing Kat’s lower body. Then he leaned down and lifted up Kat’s hips and butt as he did so. “Aaaa..OOOoooooo…ah…ah…aaahhh!” Katherine moaned when Caine stuck his tongue up his ass and wiggled it around. “Ooo…don…don’t stop. AAAHHH!” Katherine saw Caine’s penis not far from his face. If he leaned forward he could take it in his mouth and give Caine pleasure too. “Caine can I suck your dick? I promise I won’t bit,” Katherine asked then gasped as he felt Caine bit his ass. “Aaah!”
“Hmmmm...” Caine murmured and gave Kat the thumbs up sign. He better not bit, for his sake, more then mine, Caine thought. “Yes, thanks Caine. I want to do something to pleasure you to…aaaaahhhhh…please don’t stop!” Katherine whined as Caine slid a finger in to Katherine in addition to his tongue. Katherine took Caine’s dick into his mouth and started sucking and slurping it. This beats waffles any day, Kat thought.
Caine continued tongue/finger fucking Katherine, while Kat slurped, sucked, licked, and kissed Caine’s swollen penis. “Hummmggggggggggggggggggggg!!!” Caine moaned as he shot out his warm stream of cum into Kat’s welcoming mouth. He continued playing his tongue around in Katherine, Kat kicking his legs in the air and breathing heavily. Katherine swallowed Caine’s seed and felt Caine’s penis being pulled out of his mouth as Caine got up off of him and stood in front of the table. Kat grinned up at him and licked his lips. “Do you want me to pull my cutoffs and panties back up or would you rather I just lay here like this?”
Caine grabbed Kat’s panties and cutoffs and pulled them up and zippered the cutoffs. “I would certainly enjoy eating breakfast while staring at your pretty little ass and cute little dick but…” “I really don’t like…” Katherine said, his face red, “you describing my dick as little. It’s embarrassing.” He got up off the table and stepped past Caine to the counter. Grabbing two plates he served waffles and syrup and strawberries and cream onto each. Still a little embarrassed by Caine’s comment, Kat walked past Caine into the dining room and set the plates down on the table before taking his seat.
Caine followed and sat down in the seat across from Katherine, feeling guilty that he’d offended Katherine. “I didn’t mean to offend you, Kat. I love everything about you, including your penis. I think your penis is very sexy and I wouldn’t want to change it’s size at all. I didn’t mean what I said as an insult,” Caine said looking down at his heaping stack of waffles. “Oh, it’s okay. Sorry, it’s not really what you said so much as the memories that went along with it. A lot of the guys that I fucked for money used the size of my dick as an excuse to pay me almost nothing,” Katherine said, using his fork to cut a piece of the waffle on his plate. He popped it into his mouth and smiled. It did taste good. He hadn’t screwed the recipe up as he had dreaded he would.
Caine began eating the waffles and said around a mouth full of it, “These are really good, angelboy. Wow, you did a great job. Thank you for this wonderful breakfast.” Caine was glad at the smile that came to Kat’s face when he spoke those words, but when he looked closely at Kat’s plate he frowned inwardly. “Kat, is that all you are going to eat?” he asked, staring at the small portion of a waffle and the single strawberry on his plate. Katherine sighed and ate the strawberry before putting down his fork, deciding that he was done even though he had only ate three forkfuls of waffle. “I am not very hungry, and yes this is all I am going to eat today. Why, that isn’t a problem is it?” he asked, feeling vaguely pissed off that Caine was hassling him again about what he ate.
“While…” suddenly Kat’s exact words hit Caine like a brick. “Wait a second, you just said that that was all you were going to eat for ‘TODAY. You didn’t say for breakfast you said for today. Kat that isn’t fuckin…” Katherine cursed himself as he realized his slip of tongue. He hadn’t meant to tell Caine of his diet. Great now he is really going to be pissed, he thought. “Caine I am not a fuckin kid and you are not my Daddy. I can eat whatever and whenever I damn well feel like it! And if I only want to eat a little then I’m going to do that. You don’t fuckin…” Katherine stopped abruptly as Caine slammed his fist against the table.
“Katherine I am going to finish this fine meal you prepared then I am going to get dressed for work. After that you will eat something else, I don’t care what. You are not going to become an anorexic! You will eat something if I have to spoon feed it to you like you are an infant!” Caine said sternly. Katherine didn’t say anything and Caine finished his meal in silence. When Caine was done both of them washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. Caine then went to get dress in the bedroom, leaving Kat sulking in the living room on the sofa. When Caine came back he was dressed in a long sleeved purple shirt, close fitting black slacks, a pink tie, and black shoes. He walked up to Katherine and stood in front of him and said, “So what do you want to eat. I got a little while yet before I have to leave. I could fix you a sandwich or…”
“What the fuck?! I’m your boyfriend not your kid brother or your son. What gives you the right to force me to do stuff?” Katherine asked, anger overriding the fear he was feeling. Caine glared at Katherine before going to the kitchen. He returned a few minutes later with a strawberry yogurt and a spoon. He sat down on the sofa next to Kat and said, “So are you going to feed yourself or do I have to feed you like a baby?”
Katherine glared at Caine in anger and began to get up off the sofa. Caine however, was prepared for that and grabbed him around the waist and slammed him onto the sofa. “Let go of me, Caine! I am not going to eat that!” Kat shouted as Caine forced him down onto his back on the couch then straddled him, preventing him from getting up. “Get the hell off of me…” “Shut up Kat. I don’t like having to do this but you’ve left me no choice. Now I am going to place the spoonfuls of yogurt into your mouth and you are going to swallow. If you spit any out I will spank your sexy little ass,” Caine told Katherine, placing the spoon in front of Katherine’s closed mouth.
Katherine shook his head, stubbornly and kept his mouth tightly shut. I will not eat anything else today and Caine can’t make me, he thought,defiantly. Caine grunted in frustration. “Kat open your mouth or I will make you open it.” When Katherine didn’t respond Caine took off his belt and swung it at Kat’s thigh.
Katherine tried to brace himself for the blow so he wouldn’t cry out and open his mouth. It didn’t help. CRACK! “AAAAAAaHHHHHHH!!!!” Katherine shrieked in pain as the belt struck him hard. Caine took advantage of Kat’s open mouth to shove the spoon and yogurt into it.
Kat felt the yogurt in his mouth and instinctively spat it out onto his shirt.
“Damnit, Kat! I warned you!!!” Caine shouted at him. Despite Katherine’s struggles Caine easily got Katherine across his knees and pulled his cutoffs and panties down. “This is for you own good, angelboy!!” Caine said as he swung the belt. SWISH! CRACK!! “OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!! Please don’t hurt me Caine!!!” Katherine screamed, twisting and turning to get free but it was pointless and useless. Caine would not let go of him until he wanted to. “Please don’t…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHhaaaaaaahhhhh!!!!” Katherine howled when the belt struck his hip. “Stop Caine!! Please don’t hurt MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!” he screamed when the belt struck his ass. It hurts!! Katherine thought. Why is Caine doing this??!!
“Katherine I don’t like doing this and I will gladly stop if you will eat the yogurt. Are you going to eat it?” Caine asked, temporarily giving the belt a break to give Kat a chance to answer. “I am not eating anything else today and you can’t make…NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” Katherine cried as the belt hit ass again. Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack! Swish! Crack!
Caine paused in his assault, deciding to ask Kat if he still wanted to starve himself. “Will you eat now Kat or do I have to continue this unfortunate beating?” Caine asked, silently pleading for Kat to yield to him. “YES!!! FUCK YES!! I’LL EAT THE YOGURT!!!” Kat shouted, desperately wanting the beating to stop. “I’ll do anything you want ,Caine, just please don’t beat me any more!” he sobbed, feeling horrible.
Caine pulled Kat’s panties and cutoffs back up and put Kat into a sitting position on his lap. “Do you want to feed yourself?” Caine asked him, his voice kind and no longer stern or harsh. Katherine grabbed the yogurt and spoon from him and ate all of it very quickly then took the empty container and spoon to the kitchen. When he came back to the living room Caine tried to hug him but Kat angrily pushed him off. “Leave me alone!” Katherine shouted, his face a mess of tears and flour.
“Angelboy I’m SOOOOOOO sorry for what I had to do but I care too much about you to let you starve…”Caine tried to explain why he had done what he had done but Katherine wouldn’t hear it. “You should be leaving for work now. Have a wonderful day,” Katherine snapped at Caine as he ran past him to the bedroom, crying.
“Kat, wait! You don’t understand!” Caine said but was only answered by the sound of the bedroom door being slammed shut. “Kat I love you. We’ll talk more later okay. And I promise you I will get you help to deal with everything. I love you angelboy,” Caine said then grabbed his black cloth briefcase and went out the front door. The drive to work for Caine was spent in feeling frustrated and sad at what had transpired this morning. Caine popped in Marilyn Manson’s CD Lest We Forget in the Jag’s CD player and sang along as he tried to clam himself down before he arrived at work. I wish you could understand why I did what I did Kat. It’s because I love you, I love you and will protect you from your own worst enemy, yourself, Caine thought. Yet even though he knew what he did was in Kat’s best interest he felt so guilty for beating him. I will make it up to you, he promised, thinking of Kat’s angry and hurt gaze.
As soon as Katherine heard the sound of Caine’s car fade away he sprang up off the bed where he laid and raced to the bathroom. There is no way I’m going to digest this shit, he thought as he kneeled down in front of the toilet. He stuck his finger down his throat and gagged before puking up all his breakfast. That looks fuckin gross, he thought, as he flushed the toilet. But it’s worth it. I have to lose wait and if vomiting up the food Caine makes me eat is the only way to do it then that’s what I’ll do. Katherine brushed his teeth, showered then stood in front of the bathroom mirror naked. “Damn…I need to lose at least 15 lbs,” he said, brushing his hair. “Maybe more like 25 lbs actually,” he said grabbing a pink ribbon and using it to tie his hair into a pony tail. “Caine doesn’t get it. I am sooooo dirty and if I don’t lose weight I’ll be ugly AND dirty. I can’t believe he beat me just for not eating that stupid yogurt!!! How could he do that?!! What’s wrong with him?!!” Katherine screamed and threw the toothpaste tube at the mirror with all his little strength. It hit the glass with a loud crash and the mirror cracked where it impacted.
Katherine ran out of the bathroom and grabbed some clothes from the bedroom. He quickly got dressed into black with pink polka dots panties, black capris, a pink spaghetti strap tank top, black socks, and his sneakers. Katherine went out the front door, deciding to go for a run to help him forget his anger and hurt at the beating Caine had given him. He didn’t have any right to force me to eat, Katherine thought as he started running down the sidewalk. He isn’t my Daddy he’s my boyfriend. He shouldn’t be able to treat me like I’m a kid. Kat ran hard, ignoring the pain from his thighs and butt, and the light-headedness he was starting to feel. “Something troubling you, CC?” Professor Firthoth asked. Caine had been sitting silently at his desk, grading some papers and trying his best to seem calm. Apparently it hadn’t worked.
“Nothing, I’m just tired. And don’t call me CC. You know I hate that stupid nickname you gave me,” Caine said, circling an error he found in a student’s paper. Caine didn’t feel like talking to the Professor about how he was feeling and hoped that he would just go back to writing the article he was working on. He didn’t. “CC, I know you well enough to know that you look really sad and pissed. Something happen between you and Katherine? You guys fight?” Jamie asked, sliding his office chair with wheels over to where Caine sat. He rested and hand on Caine’s shoulder. “I care about you Caine, if something is bothering you this much please tell me so I can help you.” He took one of Caine’s hands in his and gave his forehead a kiss. “Just because we aren’t together any more doesn’t mean that I don’t still love you as my friend, CC,” Jamie whispered to him.
“Kat and me have some serious issues and I think we need to see a psychiatrist. Can you suggest any gay friendly therapists? Maybe ones that can help you overcome internal homophobia and can counsel boys with eating disorders,” Caine said, tears running down his face. Jamie got off his chair and embraced Caine in his. Caine let himself slid out of his chair onto the floor, where both of them sat, hugging each other tightly. “I recommend you see Dr. Rasheed. I see him regularly to help me in my current relationship with David. He is very skilled, a nice guy, and he’s gay. I am certain that he’ll be able to help Katherine overcome his eating disorder and you dispel your internal homophobia,” Jamie said, kissing Caine’s ear.
Caine looked at Jamie in surprise. “How did you know I was the one who suffered internal homophobia?” Caine asked, trying to stop the tears from falling. How embarrassing to break down like this at work, he thought. “Caine I know you better then you know yourself. I could tell you weren’t comfortable with your sexuality back when we first meet. At the time you weren’t about to admit that so I never brought it up. I am sorry CC. You go see Dr. Rasheed, I’ll get you his card,” Jamie said, letting go of Caine and standing up. He offered his hand to Caine and helped him off the floor.
Caine sat back down at his desk to resume his work and Jamie handed Caine the card he’d promised. “Thanks, Professor. I…thanks for always being there for me,” Caine said, finally stopping the flow of tears. “Do you have any tissues…” “Here.” Jamie said handing Caine a box of Puffs before sitting back at his desk. He worked with a cloud of worry all day, Caine and Kat on his mind constantly. Poor kids, he thought. So young and already scarred for life. It isn’t fair.
Katherine was breathing fast and raggedly when he came running back to the house. He felt sick to his stomach, weak, and woozy. As he slowed to a walk and approached the porch a familiar voice called his name. “Katherine, long time no see. Who would have thought you’d be in Boston. I have missed you, bitch!”
Katherine whirled around and the man he saw standing behind him sent shock waves of surprise, fear, and revulsion through him. He pushed his arm out at the man, saying, “You get the fuck away from me, you asshole!” Kat turned around to unlock the door but suddenly his vision began to blacken and he felt the house keys fall out of his hand as he collapsed on the porch. The man was a bit taken aback by Katherine’s sudden collapse but quickly decided that it was to his advantage. He picked up the keys and used them to unlock the door. Grabbing Kat up into he his arms he pulled him into the house and slammed the door behind them.
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