Rawdog and the No Consent Kid
The Adventures of Rawdog and the No Consent Kid
The fictional account below is offensive. It was written with the intention of being offensive. Trigger warning for everything.
Rawdog opened the door so violently that it smashed into the wall and dented the plaster. He pointed at the frightened twink lying in bed just inside the room. “Are you 18?!” He shouted it at the boy, with a violent anger in his eyes.
“Uh huh, yeah, it was just my 18th birthday yesterday. I may look like I’m twelve but I’m actually an adult, sir.”
“Unfortunate! But I’m gonna fuck you anyway!!” Rawdog advanced on the No Consent Kid, casting a long shadow over the poor boy.
“B-but sir. I don’t know if I want to have sex with you…”
“Shut the fuck up, bitch.” Rawdog was now so close he could reach the boy. He brought his hand down and slapped NCK so hard that he was knocked out of his bed.
The no consent kid tried to fumble to his hands and knees. “Sir, I don’t think that this is something I want to do!!”
“Don’t give a shit what you want, pull dem pants down, or I’m goin’ through ‘em.”
“Okay…just use lube please?” The No Consent Kid complied with Rawdog, but Rawdog just slapped him again.
“Fuck no! Lube is for bitches! Besides, I ain’t gonna call you again after this, who cares if you get hurt!”
The No Consent Kid was about to discuss further but in an instant it was no longer relevant.
“Are you wearing a condom?!?!?”
“Hell no! I’m just fuckin’ ya!”
“But Rawdog! We could transmit diseases to each other!”
“The hell we could! I already got ‘em all!! But you’re gonna have some new ones for sure!”
The No Consent Kid cried into the carpet, both because it was intensely painful, and because he did not want to have sex with Rawdog.
Eventually, Rawdog nutted in him, and they all lived happily ever after.