You Don't Have To (Chapter Four)

-Jake Miller-

"No Marc, you don't know what you're walking into." I said.

"I do, and I'm willing to do anything to stop it." Marc said.

"No Marc, you don't have to. I'm not asking you to do anything." I said.

"I know, but I want to. It's not fair for you to live that way. Being someone's toy." Marc said.

"I'm fine. You don't have to do anything for me. Just forget about him. Don't talk to him, don't go anywhere near him. Just don't ever speak with him again." I replied.

"Fine." Marc said, sounding forced.

"No, I need you to tell me that you won't go to him ever." I said.

"I won't go to him, or speak to him." Marc said.


"I need you here. Now." The message read.

"Marc, I have to go. I'm sorry." I said, rushing to Chase.

It was almost 3AM when Chase texted me. Marc and I were still at the lake, we were just sitting now, looking at starts above and the reflection of the moon on the lake. No one was speaking but it wasn't awkward, I felt relaxed. That was until I received a text from Chase.

"Why, what is it?" Marc asked.

"Something important." I replied before I took off running, giving Marc no chance to ask further. Good thing he didn't follow me.

I hope Chase didn't see me leave the party with Marc.


"What are you waiting for? Take your clothes off now." Chase commanded in an annoyed manner.

I did what he said to avoid any problems.

I notice he was already naked and looking so horny, that wasn't good.

I knelt in front of him and held his cock in one hand and his balls on the other. I was slowly moving my mouth towards his dick but Chase was impatient, he grabbed a handful of my hair and pushed his dick in my open mouth forcefully. He fucked my face while uttering things angrily.

"Take it, you cocksucker. Take it!" Chase said repeatedly.

All I could do was open my mouth and follow his hand pulling on my hair.

"Dance with me all night then leave when I get the son of a bitch a drink." Chase muttered with anger evident in his voice.

Oh my god, Chase was steaming because Marc left him. When I saw the two of them dancing, there was something sexual and it was very noticeable. It's like they were a very horny couple out on the dance floor grinding on each other. But is he supposed to go home with him? I push the thought aside and focus on Chase.

"Now I'm so horny." Chase said as he pulled my hair harder and fucked my face harder. His dick exploded inside my mouth with thick and strong spurts that I choked while he was filling my throat and mouth.

After cumming in my mouth he fucked me and came inside me two times that night. He was rougher and more ruthless than before. He kept on slapping my back, my ass and my face hard until they were red and searing with heat and pain. With every slap he kept cussing and calling me names like fag or cocksucker, he even called me his bitch a few times.

Before I left he made me blow him one last time.


It was a little over 6AM when I was walking back to my dorm room and the sun was already peeking on the horizon. As long as I keep Chase satisfied, he might not go find Marc and do something unspeakable to him, I thought.


-Marc Adams-

My head hurts a little from last night but other than that I'm fine. When I got home Jake wasn't in his room which only means he's still at Chase's house. God, he's such a jerk. When I met him, I was totally amazed by his good looks and gorgeous body. I mean, his muscles were clearly visible in his shirt. I even thought about going home with him last night. He was friendly and the way he approached me meant that he was very interested in me. But when Jake told me about him and the way he abuses Jake, I just lost all respect for the guy. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the door to our room open.

"Jake?" I said as I saw him walk in.

"Oh hi." Jake said without energy.

"Are you okay?" I ask as walk in front of him.

"I'm fine." Jake replied with the same tone.

I didn't believe him one bit. I held his face with my hand and he winced in pain.

"What happened?" I asked, worried that such light touch caused him to flinch.

"Nothing, I just need some sleep." Jake said as he walked behind me towards his room and locked the door.

My blood boils at seeing Jake in pain knowing that some piece of shit is responsible. I can't take it anymore, Jake doesn't deserve being treated like trash. He deserves a man that will treat him in a special way. A way that will make him feel like he's the luckiest guy in the world.

I decided to do something about Jake's problem by finding Chase and confronting him. I don't know exactly how I will do it or what I will tell him. I decided to do it tonight, I need to be by Jake's side when he wakes up.

I haven't cooked in a while and I think I'll do that when he wakes up. I skipped my one and only morning class so that I could cook something for Jake.

I've got all the things needed to make his favorite breakfast food, pancakes. I learned that Jake loves pancakes when we went to a diner one time and the only thing he ordered was pancakes.

I was about to finish the last of the pancakes when Jake went out of his room. It was half past 10 in the morning when Jake woke up.

"Hey Jake!" I greeted a little too happy.

"Oh, hey Marc." He replied a little groggily.

I just stood in front of him with a big ass smile not knowing what to do next.

"Uh...I kind of need to pee." Jake said shyly.

"Oh, of course." I said moving out of his way.

When Jake went out of the bathroom afterwards, I called him towards our small table and invited him for brunch.

Aside from the pancakes, I cooked an omelette to share.

"Wow, you cooked all these. I didn't know you could cook." Jake said with surprise.

"Let's dig in, I'm starving." I said as we sat down.

"Wait, did you skip your class just so you could cook?" Jake asked.

"Yeah, I kind of did." I replied with a sheepish smile.

"Why? Don't tell me that this is all for me." Jake said.

"Well..." I said.

We ate and talked at the same time for almost an hour or more. The talk was very casual and it was very obvious that Jake was not himself. Something was definitely bothering him, and I bet it's about Chase and what happened last night.

"What really happened last night?" I asked, unable to contain my curiosity.

"Nothing." Jake said with a shrug.

"It's definitely nothing." I prodded, "besides you already told me about Chase, are you not comfortable telling me?" I added.

"It's not that. It's..." Jake started.

I looked at him hoping that he would tell me what happened to him.

"If I tell you don't freak out or anything, ok?" Jake said.

"Ok." I said.

"When I left you earlier, I went to Chase." Jake started.

I nodded knowing that already.

"When I got to his place, he was so angry because you left him at the party." Jake continued, "Good thing you did, because he was planning to take you home. When I arrived he asked me to undress and you know the rest." Jake finished.

"It feels like you're not telling me everything." I said looking intently into his eyes.

"I...It's...You know...When Chase was..." Jake started but was interrupted with sudden tears flowing in his eyes.

"It's fine, it's okay. You're safe now, you can tell me." I consoled as I moved closer to him. Hugging him to my chest.

"No it's not! It's never going to be fine." Jake cried out.

All I could do was provide him with a shoulder to cry on.

"When Chase was fucking me, he kept on hitting me with his hands and calling me names." Jake started in between sobs, "and you know what, he was right. I am his bitch, I'm just a faggot he could use whenever he wishes." Jake finished, his cries louder than before.

"No you're not. You're not. Don't listen to him." I tried to comfort him as I hug him tighter.

After almost half an hour of Jake crying and me trying to comfort him, his cries died down and Jake stands up.

"Marc," Jake said holding both my hands, "you are such a good friend, I don't know how I'm going to survive what I'm going through without you." He finished as he wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me tight.


That's it, I'm going to confront Chase tonight. This abuse needs to end now.

After what happened at brunch earlier, Jake went to take a bath and went to his classes as usual. It amazes me how he can keep on going for that long, knowing what he is going through. It just shows how strong Jake is.

After my last class I stayed back at school and try to find Chase. I said that I'll see Jake later and that I'll just have to do something first.

I roam around places where there are likely to have a lot of people. I went to the canteen, library, football field but I haven't had much luck. It was 8PM when I was about to give up then I saw Chase walk out of a classroom acting all macho and joking around with his classmates. My blood boils at the sight of him.

I waited until he was alone before I confronted him. His classmates left him when they were out of the school premises, he walked towards a little street a little too slowly, and I think he sensed me following him.

"I don't like being followed." Chase said.

"You're Chase right?" I asked, sounding innocent, "Don't you remember me?"

He turned around looked at me.

"Yeah, you're the bastard that left me at the party." He said.

"And I'm also the bastard that teaches you a lesson." I said as I hit him squarely on the jaw.

"You son of a bitch! What the hell was that for?" he said looking angrier by the second.

"That's for my friend." I said, "Now get lost!" I added.

"What the fuck are you talking about?!" he replied, his fists clenched tight.

"Oh you know what I'm talking about and unless you want my foot shoved down your throat, you'll stay away from him!" I threatened.

When Chase heard me say the word "him" he suddenly snapped.

"!!!" Chase shouted charging towards me and pushing me backwards.


"What the hell were you thinking!?" Jake asked as he placed an ice bag on top my right eye. I was lying on the couch and he made me hold the ice bag and he started tending my busted lip, "I told you not to get involved! He could have done much worse!" Jake finished.

"But he didn't. That's because I'm the one who beat him up." I tried to lighten the mood.

"Oh my god, Marc! This isn't funny! You didn't have to do that. I didn't ask you to beat him up for me. How could you? You promised me!" Jake said punching me in the arm.

"If it hasn't occurred to you yet, I like you. A lot." I replied.


Hey guys, I was looking for stories in the top rated page and I saw chapter one of "You Don't Have To" in there! I can't believe it, thank you guys very much for voting!! Anyways, chapter four, I hope you like it. As always, comments, suggestions and e-mails are welcome. Thanks a lot!





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