Dustin screamed out in pain as his hair was used to drag him and shove him onto the floor. He was suddenly with a mouthful of cock and the shoving in hit him in the throat making him choke. He had to suck some as he tried to breathe. Only way to do that was to suck on Antony. His face showed he dispised having this happening. He sucked harder trying to protect Reni. He heard the words that Reni said and he started to get angry. How dare he threaten to hurt his Reni? He choked and gagged and had to suck faster and harder in order to get air to breathe. It was obvious it was more from needing to breathe than actually wanting to do what Antony said. He choked as his head was being crammed down over the cock moving fast and hard in his mouth and down his throat. He gagged every now and then. Whimpering out as he clearly did not like this. He cried out as the cum shot into his mouth. Flinching as it ended up on his face and chest. The look of displeasure at this on his face. He took his hand and wiped it off his face and onto the floor. Spitting out the cum that was in his mouth. Most of it was able to hit the floor but some had been forced down his throat. He gagged and clearly hated the taste of it.<br/><br/>Hearing him say he was going to get it from Reni his eyes steeled over and he grabbed Antony by the cock and balls. â€œNo...you are going to hurt too much to be getting it from anyone.â€ he said. He squeezed and shoved it in a bit and jerked his hand in a way it be painful as hell before he headbutted him there and stood up. His anger getting the best of him and he kicked Antony so hard in the gut he flew backwards. â€œYou can beat the shit out of me. You can rape me in my ass. You can raped me in my mouth. You will not talk about hurting Reni to me.â€ He said in an icy tone. Oh the tremble of fear was there but that was anger there too. He paled and flinched visually at what was said next. He looked away. Was he right? The anger was gone and fear and worry filled his eyes. Would...would she leave him eventually...because he was afraid to be touched. The words were a blow deeper than anything else. He sank to his knees. Sorrow and fear filling his eyes. Would she...not love him because of that fear? She said she wouldnâ€™t hate him. That she would understand. Antony just hit on a fear of his. Struck a nerve deep. No. Reni said she loved him. She said she did. He was wrong! He was wrong. Right? The man was just lying? He had to be lying but...what if he was right? What if...what if that was something so great. She needed that affection. She thrived off affection. What if...being him he...lost her?<br/><br/>The mere anguish at that caused him to grab his pocket knife and bolt off into the bathroom. He locked the door and shoved the heavy hamper in front of it. Running the tub water. His mind forgetting where he was. He opened the switchblade and hung his arm over the tub. Near the water. Cutting himself across the palm. Then across the lower arm near his wrist at and angle. Then sliced his arm several times in several directions. All on the lower arm. He then watched with a frozen fascination the heavy pooling of blood as it rose to the surface and dripped down his arm. Fell into the water and washed down the drain. He just hung his arm there as the blood moved down his arm in rivers. Down his palm and off his fingers. All of it hitting the water and going down the drain. What if the evil sadistic bastard was right? What if the only thing keeping him sane...needed more? What if she threw him away because of how broken he was? No. Reni would never do that. She loved him. She said she did. He felt she did. Yet now he was afraid he wouldnâ€™t be enough. That she would need all that affection that he could give her as Kid Dustin but the older him...he couldnâ€™t yet. What if...what if she needed more and he canâ€™t give it?