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"This has to be hard. I was in jail for a couple of months and even then, I felt out of place when I was released. There is this thing with prisoners who serve a lot of time. They get out and re-offend because they can't grasp the world anymore. Being out is too hard. It's got to be a lot like that for him."
"Yeah, I guess it would be, only even prisoners would have had more freedom than he did." Marshall shook his head. "I need to find the guy who did this to him."
"I know, and we're all behind you on this. Give the word and I'll go in and take him down. Hell, I'll bring you his head if that's what you want."
"Nah, I won't go that far, but trust me, I want to." The more he got to know Danny, the closer they became, the more he wanted to do to make sure he was happy and succeeded at whatever he dreamed of. He also wanted to protect him, but he had to be careful there. Danny needed to learn to protect himself now. To find the confidence in himself to trust his choices and decisions. It was one thing he hoped the counselor would help with.
"I think we all do." Patrick tipped back his beer and took a drink. "Pull that off the grill, will ya?" He nodded to his still pink steak.
"That's disgusting." Marshall did as he was asked, flopping the meat onto a plate. "Enjoy."
"I will, thanks." Patrick left to go eat.
As he finished the steaks, he hoped there would be many more nights out here like this one. It felt good to have everyone here. The house was meant to be alive with people and laughter. It was the best purchase he ever made.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Danny's body trembled as he struggled to pull himself together. He could still feel Larry's hands on him, one gripping his hip, the other holding him down by the back of his neck. He struggled to get air as the table he was bent over was cutting into his chest, the pressure making it hard to move the air into his lungs. The lack of air was almost enough to distract him from the pain. Almost, but not completely.
Tears stung his eyes, but he didn't dare let on he was crying. It would get worse if Larry found out. He liked to hear him cry and would get more aggressive to draw more tears. It was best to show no response, best to get it over with quickly.
"Look how much you like this." Larry's voice echoed in his head. "Look how hard you are for me."
Danny couldn't see. The table was in the way, so he reached down between his legs and gasped. The cage was gone and he was rock hard. He let out a loud scream, "no!" He drew his hand back, ashamed at the arousal. He couldn't be aroused. Not for Larry. This couldn't be happening.
"Danny? Are you okay?"
He shook, unable to understand where the cock cage had gone and why he was hard. He hadn't been hard in a long time. Why now?
"Danny, wake up."
He struggled under Larry, trying to escape. Larry didn't use him anymore. He took the boys. Why was Larry doing this to him again?
"Danny, you're dreaming. Wake up."
A hand landed on his arm and he shrugged away, trying to fight to escape.
"Danny, it's a dream."
Light filled the room, pulling him from some of his haze, but he still felt Larry's breath on him, felt his hands holding him, but mostly, he felt his cock, hard and aroused. "No!"
"It's okay. It's me. It's Marshall. It's all a dream."
Hearing Marshall's name helped pull Danny further out of his nightmare. He slowly opened his eyes, still unsure of everything around him.
"It's okay. It's me. You're safe." Marshall sat down on the edge of the bed. "Wake up for me, Danny."
"Marshall?" Danny's voice shook as he looked around the room. He relaxed a little, then remembered how aroused he'd been in the dream and reached down between his legs, pressing his hands over his cock, finding it hard. "Oh, God." He jerked his hands back as he struggled to sit up. "No, no, no. It can't be."
"Easy, what's wrong? Are you hurt?"
Tears he couldn't stop dripped down his cheeks. "He made me hard. He told me I liked it." He gestured to his waist, where his sweatpants were tented.
Marshall glanced down, saw how erect Danny was, then looked up at him. "It's okay. He's not here. It's just you and me. Larry didn't get you hard. You didn't like what he was doing. Your body is just doing what all male bodies do from time to time."
"No, it happened in the dream. He was… He saw me hard and said I liked it."
"It was only a dream. You never got hard for him. You know that. This isn't because of him. It's just your body healing. You've gone so long without this happening that it shocked you. Whatever you were dreaming isn't true. Look around. He's not here. It's just you and me."
