Part 4
Wes was rudely awoken again when he was flung down on some sacks. He opened his eyes and realized Butch had taped his wrists and ankles together again. He looked up and saw Butch sit beside him running his hands through Wes' hair.
"Ah you're up", Butch purred and moved so he was straddling Wes' hips. "Good."
Wes was too drowsy to do anything except squirming a little. Butch leaned down and started to suck on his neck and Wes whimpered.
"What was that baby", Butch asked looking at the frightened boy. He sat up straight and removed his shirt and Wes' eyes widened when he saw all the scars on his chest. It looked like a big cat had scratched him all over his body. Butch saw his expression and looked at his body. He sighed.
"Those boys had sharp nails", Butch sighed almost sadly and Wes felt dread growing in his chest. "All I wanted was to show them how much I loved them... but all they did was hurt me. Oscar... Walter, Malcolm, Lou, Leonard, Aaron, Eric and Thomas were all the same... but Henry was worst of them all."
Wes was terrified. He recognized those names. It was the names of the other Warblers that Butch had flirted with when Wes was a freshman and Henry... Henry was the boy Butch forced himself onto. Wes realized that all these scars must have something to do with those boys going through something similar to what he was going through right now. He gasped behind his gag when Butch cut open his shirt and started to run his fingers over Wes' smooth chest.
"So beautiful", Butch mumbled and started to kiss the exposed skin. Wes wiggled underneath him trying to get away.
"I'm going to be extra tender this time", Butch mumbled between the kisses. "This time I won't be hurt." He pressed their hips together and grinded against Wes.
Wes managed to spit the gag out and took a deep breath.
"HELP!" he yelled at the top of his lounges and Butch's head shot up.
"No!" he growled darkly.
"HEL-" Wes didn't get further because Butch forced his mouth onto his and his tongue into Wes' mouth. The younger man was terrified and tears left his eyes as he tried to get away but the bigger man was lying on top of him keeping him still. Butch went on kissing him and Wes wanted to bite his tongue as it roamed through his mouth but he was afraid of what would happen if he did. He just closed his eyes and prayed.
"Quiet!" David yelled at the Warblers that were shouting at him wanting answers. David had just dropped the bomb on them, telling them that Alejandro had been sure Butch was the one that had Wes. Burt looked like he wanted to find the man and kill him with his bare hands. The Warblers went quiet and turned to David.
"We can't do anything until we know that Butch has him for sure", David went on feeling Thad stiffen beside him. "We must follow him to make sure he has Wes."
"How", Trent asked. "He will surely notice us sometime."
"True but-" David was interrupted by a knock on the door and the captain of the cruise ship entered.
"I'm sorry to bother you", he said. "But we've got news on your missing friend."
Everyone crowded around him at once. The captain sighed.
"A man on my staff was sent to one of the smaller machine rooms", he explained. "One with a lot of pipes... Anyway, when he got there he found a young Asian man tied to one of the bigger pipes. The boy confirmed that he was your missing friend."
"Is he okay", Thad asked worriedly and Burt moved in behind him, he could see on the captain's face that it wasn't good news. The captain sighed again.
