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For Mickey touch had always been a harsh thing. His father rarely touched him, but when he did it was violent and bruising. His brothers were playful, but rough, wrestling and fighting the way boys were expected to. Even Mandy had learned to be hard as the only girl in their nightmare of a family.
Mickey learned his lessons well. From the beginning with Ian it was all rough fucks that left fingerprint-shaped bruises on his hips. Ian offered him that and he thought it was enough. Until it wasn't.
When Ian came home Mickey learned how to be gentle.