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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Marvel, The_Avengers_(Marvel_Movies)
  Relationship:
      Clint_Barton/Tony_Stark, Clint_Barton/Original_Male_Character(s)
  Character:
      Clint_Barton, Tony_Stark, Original_Male_Character(s)
  Additional Tags:
      Flashbacks, Nightmares, Underage_-_Freeform, graphic_rape_scene
  Stats:
      Published: 2015-05-19 Words: 3749
****** Elephants ******
by asamandra
Summary
     Tony met Clint the first time when he was in college and Clint still
     with the circus...
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
It was one of these nights. He hated these nights, he had to admit but there
wasn't anything he could do. He had them regularly and lately they came more
often. He lay awake in his bed, stared at the ceiling but sleep didn't want to
come, refused him as if he had the plague and probably it was true. He was a
monster, one of the worst kind and everything had to do with the younger man,
lying beside him or more precisely, draped over him. Clint was sound asleep,
his head on his, Tony's, chest and his arm wrapped around his torso. And when
he looked in his face he saw a tiny, content smile around his lips, even in his
sleep.
It took them two years till Clint finally slept the first time in the same
room, the same bed with him and he knew, it was his own fault. Tony swallowed
and felt the dread in his stomach again.
He knew that Clint had nightmares almost every night and Tony held him, stroked
his back, whispered in his ear that he loved him, that he was there for him and
would always be. But in nights like these, when he closed his eyes he saw the
boy with his curious eyes and the prettiest smile he had ever seen. And he
heard the screams of pain and fear he and his friends had ripped out of him.
Clint moved beside him, snuggled closer and put his hand over Tony's heart and
he had to swallow again. All the pain, the fear, the shame and humiliation the
younger man had to go through, years ago, just because he, Tony, wanted to be
accepted buy some guys he considered friends at the time made him nauseous,
still, after all the time.
He closed his eyes and put his hand on Clint's head, stroked it gently but he
couldn't stop the train of thoughts and once again he was back, twenty years
ago.
 
He giggled violently, almost tripping over and Tommy actually fell down from
his armchair.
“The circus? Seriously?” Lewis snorted his beer through his nose while laughing
and Pete just shrugged.
“Yeah, the circus is in the town. I wanna see elephants,” he slurred and Tony
couldn't hold back a giggle once again.
“Elephants,” he repeated and right now it was the most funny word he ever
heard. “Elephants.”
“Yeah, elephants,” Pete slapped his back when he couldn't breathe anymore.
Tommy lay on the floor, stared up at them and laughed till tears ran over his
face. “Elephants,” he said, too, and both, he and Tony started to laugh once
more.
“Okay, let's go to the circus,” Lewis nodded and poured beer in Tommy's open
mouth and the other boy spluttered, still laughing.
Tony, the youngest of them and technically not old enough to be allowed to
drink, rose and nearly fell on his face.
“Come on, Eddie,” Pete encouraged him. When he enrolled at the university, he
went with his second name because he didn't want to be connected to Howard
Stark. Everyone knew Tony Stark, but Edward Stark was a nobody.
“Okay, circus,” he rose, swayed, held himself upright on the backrest of the
couch.
Somehow they managed to leave the frat house and stumble to where the taxis
waited outside of the campus. And half an hour later they stood in front of the
huge, brightly colored big top and Tony was a little more sober. Pete bought
the tickets from a grumpy looking guy and then he let them in.
“So, elephants,” Pete said an looked around. Behind a cordon they saw the
animals holding area but when they more or less stumbled over there and wanted
to climb over it they got stopped by a cute, blond boy, who just came around a
corner, smiling and talking to a little boy. He wore sweatpants and a
ridiculous purple tank top and was maybe a few years younger than them. Tony's
heart stopped a beat. The guy's smile was probably the prettiest smile he'd
ever seen, open, warm and full of mischief.
“Whattaya think you're doing?” he asked when he realized that they tried to get
in and folded his arms in front of his chest. The little child ran away when he
saw the four of them.
“Wanne see the elephants,” Lewis said and Tony an Tommy started to giggle
again.
“Watch the show, they're in it,” the boy said. He looked over his shoulder and
whistled and a few seconds later two more guys, both in their forties, came
over to him.
“What's wrong?” one of them asked with a thick, french accent.
“They want to see elephants,” the boy said and the other man raised a brow.
Tommy and Tony giggled once more.
“Watch the show,” the man said and the boy just shrugged.
“Relax,” Tommy slurred and swayed back, a broad grin on his face and the four
of them went over to the big top to get to their seats. The show started not
long after they sat but there were no elephants and Pete got bored.
“Where are the elephants,” he complained and this time only Tommy giggled.
“Elephants,” he repeated and then he leaned close to Pete. “Let's get outta
here, wanna see elephants.” Pete and Tommy rose and Lewis shoved Tony.
“Come on, Eddie, elephants,” he whispered too loud and the people around them
started to complain.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” Tony mumbled and rose. Together the four of them left the
big top.
“Where're we goin'?” Tony asked and Lewis pointed in a direction.
“There, I can smell 'em,” he said and giggled. “Elephants.”
No one was around at the moment. Most of the carnies were busy running the show
and the others were god knows where. At least, right now no one was here when
they stepped over the cordon.
“Where're the fucking elephants?” Pete muttered after a few minutes or running
around between tents and trailers but there were no elephants.
But when they went around one of the tents, they ran into the blond guy who
stopped them earlier. He wore not only the ridiculous top now, no, he was
completely dressed in glittery purple, had a mask, a tunic, a bow and a quiver
under his arm and a towel over his shoulder.
“Ooof!” he coughed when he and Lewis went down together. Pete started to laugh
and pointed with his finger at the two of them.
“The fuck!” the boy finally spat, when he realized, whom he collided with. “I
told you, you're not allowed here,” he said while getting back to his feet.
“Still wanna see elephants,” Lewis stated and the boy looked around.
“They are in the show,” he said and collected his stuff from the ground,
pressed it to his chest.
“Well,” Pete sighed and grinned, his eyes roaming over the younger boy now,
“then you have to entertain us.”
The boy looked over his shoulder again and licked his lips nervously. He was
shorter than them and they were four while he was alone.
“Watch the show,” he said and his eyes darted over the four of them. Tommy
slapped Lewis chest now and grinned lecherous.
“No, I guess I want to see something else,” he said now and then Pete's face
lit up.
“Yeah, me too,” Pete made a step in the boy's direction while Tommy moved
around him. The boy looked over his shoulder again, searched for someone to
help him but no one was here. Except for the four of them. Tony stood back, he
had no idea what they had in mind. Maybe they wanted to beat him?
“Come on, leave him alone. He's just a dumb carnie and knows nothing,” he said
and Pete turned to him.
“Don't be a spoilsport, Eddie. When we get no elephants, we get some other
entertainment,” he grinned now. The boy made a step back and bumped into Lewis,
who stood behind him now. He nearly dropped his bow and his quiver.
“Come on, guys, watch the show, there are the elephants,” he said but then
Lewis shoved him and he stumbled and dropped the items again.
“No, I don't want the elephants anymore,” Pete stated now and Tommy nodded
beside him.
“Yeah,” Lewis closed in and the boy was trapped between the three guys. But
when he looked in Tony's direction, searching for help, Lewis saw it. “You in,
Eddie?” he asked and Tony could hear the hidden threat in it.'You're either in
and accepted or you're not in and then you will face the consequences.'Tony was
suddenly completely sober and he felt his mouth go dry.
“Seriously?” he asked carefully and watched Pete grab the boys arm, when he
tried to get out of the encirclement.
“Let go of me,” he spat and Pete slapped the back of his head.
“Shut up,” he hissed and the boy looked again at Tony. Lewis, who was close to
his other arm, grabbed it and this time the boy dropped his stuff.
“Over there,” Tommy nodded in a direction and apparently Lewis and Pete knew,
what he had in mind. They started to drag the boy away and when he sensed, that
he was about to scream, Tommy put his hand over his mouth and shut him up.
“Take the junk, Eddie,” Pete commanded and Tony obeyed automatically. The boy
struggled against their hold but it seemed as if they'd done something like
this before because both, Lewis and Pete, changed their grip on the boy's arms
and he couldn't move anymore.
The tent was some sort of makeshift stable. In one corner stood a few ponies in
a bay but most of it was empty right now. Apparently they had the horses in the
show. Pete shoved the boy and he fell into a pile of hay but before he could
rise Tommy was on him again, pressed him down with his knees on his arms and a
hand over his mouth. The boy struggled and kicked with his legs, twisted his
body but Tommy was linebacker in the college football team and six feet tall.
“What... what are you doing?” Tony blurted and looked at hisfriendshorror-
stricken. He tried to swallow, but his mouth was dry like sandpaper.
“Having some fun,” Pete grinned and grabbed the boy's legs. He tried to scream
but Tommy still had his hand over his mouth. Lewis looked around and found a
lead rope and he tossed it to Tommy. He caught it and Pete helped him to turn
the boy around onto his stomach and while Tommy held his arms behind his back,
Pete tied his wrists together.
“We... we can't...” Tony started but then Lewis came over to him, put his hand
on Tony's shoulder and shoved him over to the other guys.
“You're either in, or not,” he said and Tony felt the dread in his stomach
while he heard the boy scream into Tommy's hand.
“Damn bastard doesn't stop screaming,” Tommy muttered and Pete only shrugged,
grabbed the hem of the top and ripped it off of the boy's body.
“Take this,” Pete said and Tommy tied a knot in it, shoved it in the boy's
mouth and tied it behind his head. When they turned him around again on his
back he looked pleadingly at Tony but he couldn't stand it, he turned his head
away. He knew he should get out, should call someone, maybe the cops or at
least some of the carnies. And apparently Pete could read his face because he
grinned evilly.
“If you call the cops we break the bastard's neck and say it was your idea.
Three testimonies against one, Eddie-boy, do the math,” Pete hissed and then he
grinned and pated Tony's shoulder. “Don't worry, you'll have fun.”
Tony paled when he heard the muffled screams getting louder and he turned his
head. Lewis had opened the boy's glittery, purple pants and Tommy pulled them
down. But the boy didn't stop fighting, he kicked with his legs and this time
he managed to hit Tommy hard in the face.
“Motherfucker,” Tommy spat and backhanded the boy. His head snapped back and
his nose started to bleed. Tommy pulled one of his own teeth out of his mouth,
glared at it and then he punched the boy again and again. Pete spun around and
stopped him.
“Stop, idiot, it's your own fault when you get too close,” he snarled and Tommy
glared at him now.
“You'll regret that,” Tommy spat at the boy and he shared a glance with Lewis.
“Hold him,”
“No,” Tony blurted when he saw Tommy open his pants. He was already rock hard
and Tony paled. “Don't worry, you'll get your share,” Lewis grinned. He pressed
his hands on the struggling boy's shoulders and Tommy spat in his hand a few
times and smeared it on his cock and then, with a wink in Tony's direction, he
lined up against the boy's entrance and shoved his cock in, right up to the
root. The boy screamed into his gag and squeezed his eyes shut.
“Oh, god, he's so tight. Bet he's a virgin,” Tommy moaned and he started to
move his hips. Tony saw blood on Tommy's cock and the boy arched his back as
far as possible but Tommy and Lewis held him. Pete had his hand on Tony's
shoulder and pushed him closer.
“This... this is...” Tony shook his head and looked at the boy. He writhed in
pain and tried to get away and Tony nearly puked. It was so surreal. Just a few
hours ago he was just a college boy, trying to get into the same fraternity as
his father had been and now, he was in a tent behind a big top, watching an
underaged carnie getting raped. “I... I can't...” he said again and Pete leaned
over to him.
“Eddie, Eddie, you know what we're going to do if you refuse, right?” he
whispered and Tony paled. They can't be serious, right?
“You wouldn't...” he started but Pete's grin broadened.
“He's just a dumb carnie, he's worthless. What do you think?” Tony looked in
Pete's eyes and what he saw there crept him out. “You, on the other hand...”
He got interrupted when Tommy moaned loudly and held onto the boy's hips for a
few moments. And then he pulled out. Tony saw blood and cum and the boy
screamed again into the gag. Tears ran over his face.
“Who's next?” Tommy asked and Lewis looked at Pete.
“My turn,” he said then and he and Tommy swapped places. And Tony paled, when
he saw Lewis' cock. It was huge. He grinned in Tony's direction and without
further preparation he shoved in with a forceful thrust. The boy cried even
more but he couldn't get away. Tony watched him horror-stricken piston in and
out of the boy's body. Lewis didn't last long, he shot his load with a hoarse
curse and then he stepped back.
“Your turn, Eddie,” he grinned when he rose and Tony paled even more.
“I... I can't... I'm not...” he started but Pete put his hand on his back again
and grinned.
“I know you can do it, Eddie,” he whispered and the other two boys grinned as
well.
“Do it, he feels incredible,” Tommy said and then he looked at Lewis and
shrugged. “Or at least, he had felt incredible before Lewis had him.”
“Do it,” Pete hissed and Tony shook his head but when Tommy wrapped his arm
around the boy's throat Tony stopped him.
“Okay, okay, I'll do it,” he said quickly and Pete patted his shoulder.
“Good boy, Eddie,” he said and pushed him forward. Tony made another step in
the boy's direction and then he opened his eyes and looked at him, pretty eyes,
tear stained and pain all over his face. He shook his head pleadingly.
“I'm sorry,” Tony whispered when he knelt down between his legs. The boy
squeezed his eyes shut again and tried to get away as far as possible but now
Tommy and Lewis held him.
“Go on,” Pete encouraged him and Tony, his eyes closed and a heavy nausea in
his stomach, opened his pants and freed his hopelessly soft cock. But when the
other three guys grinned at him, he started to stroke himself and he managed,
to get it at least half hard. Maybe he could pretend to orgasm in a few seconds
but now he had to get it in, preferably without hurting him too much. But
that's easier said than done. Tony rubbed his dick again and again and when he
thought he would manage it, he lined up but when he heard the pained and
fearful screams, it almost flagged again. With a snap of his hips he forced his
dick in and groaned at the warm and tight sensation around himself. He was wet
(blood, Tony!) and slick (their cum, Tony) and tight (he tries to refuse, Tony)
and Pete chuckled behind him. That was, when Tony realized, that he had
groaned. Shame colored his cheeks pink and he closed his eyes and started to
move. He tried to be as careful as possible but the boy was already in so much
pain, it was impossible to not hurt him even more.
'Think of something nice', Tony told himself. He wanted to get it over with as
fast as humanly possible but he didn't count on his traitorous dick. It
hardened and it really felt good and Tony couldn't hold back more moans. He put
his hands on the boy's hips and increased his speed and only a few minutes
later he felt an orgasm well up, felt it run through him and he bit his lip to
not moan again, when he added his own load to Tommy's and Lewis'.
“Good boy,” Pete patted his shoulder when Tony stumbled back and away from the
boy. He didn't see Pete take his place, he just staggered over in one of the
corners and puked violently. He dropped down onto his knees and held himself
upright with one hand, felt the dry heaves while he had to hear the screams of
agony and the moans of pure pleasure from the other side of the tent. And then,
after an especially loud groan the slapping sounds of flesh on flesh stopped.
Apparently Pete just orgasmed.
“Clint?” they heard another voice – a young, female voice - out of the blue.
“Where the fuck are you?”
“Shit!” Pete cursed and Tony spun around, stared at the three of them. They
hurried to the other side, to where the ponies were and Tony followed them.
“Oh my god!” the voice gasped and Tony heard fast steps but he didn't look
back, he followed Pete, who just crawled out of the tent on the backside.
“Clint...” he had no idea what happened afterwards. He had no idea how they
managed to get back to the campus. The next conscious perception was his room
and he hurried to the toilet to puke again. He hung on the john, emptied his
stomach and cried. He had just raped a boy, he was a monster, a rapist and
possibly the worst scum on earth for not getting someone to help him.
 
Tony didn't stay in the fraternity, he left only a few days later and swapped
the university after the semester. Pete, Tommy and Lewis told him, if he would
tell anyone what happened, he would be the next and Tony swore to himself, one
day they would pay for what they'd done.
He stopped dying his hair, he grew a beard, he got older and wiser and he
became Iron man and then, many, many years later, he met a man in the streets
of New York, a hard, tough man but he recognized him immediately. He still had
beautiful eyes and a pretty smile but it took him half a year till he saw that
smile again. He still remembered it from back then, even if he'd seen it just
for the fraction of a moment.
Clint had no idea that he was one of the guys, who raped him when he was just
fifteen. He had told him, later, when they started to date, what happened to
him. It wasn't Tony's idea to date, it was Clint's - he always smiled and
flirted - and Tony was really reluctant at first but then... he couldn't
resist. Clint was... he was perfect, nice and kind and good looking and tough
and competent and brilliant and... and he loved him. How could he tell him,
that it was him who put the pain and the fear in his eyes, the distrust in his
existence? How could he tell him?
But when he looked at the younger man, sleeping so peacefully draped over his
chest, Tony felt like the worst scum again. And once again, Tony swore to
himself, that he would never, ever hurt him again. Clint didn't know it, but
the other three of his rapists, Tommy, Lewis and Pete, were in jail now, Tony
took care of it. He had paid lots of private investigators to find something
against them. They'd done it before and they'd done it after Clint and Tony dug
it out, all of it and now they're in jail. And he, Tony, would spend the rest
of his life, to make it up the man he hurt so bad, to make sure, that he would
never have to face something like that ever again. A lifetime of happiness for
every second of pain he had to endure.
“Can't sleep?” Clint murmured suddenly and Tony sighed.
“No,” he whispered. “Nightmares.”
“Elephants again?” Clint asked and finally looked up at him. Tony nodded. “I
don't know how you can have nightmares of elephants. They are kind and
beautiful creatures and you never really met one,” he shook his head with a
smile and Tony shrugged.
“I don't know. They just happen,” he lied and Clint yawned, leaned up and
kissed him.
“You know that I have your back?” he asked and Tony nodded once again. “No
elephant can harm you.”
“I love you, Clint,” Tony whispered and Clint smiled that pretty, pretty smile.
“I love you, too,” he said and kissed Tony once more. “And now try to sleep.”
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