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The staccato demand was enough for him to jump to action. He got up off the cot and bent himself over. I grabbed the button-up shirt I’d tossed aside earlier, and made quick work of wrapping it around his head so I couldn’t see his face anymore. Some dim voice in the back of my head shouted down a long hallway that I should have some care for his breathing, but I ignored it.

“Don’t fucking move,” I growled. “If you make a single noise, I’ll slit your throat. Do you understand?”

He didn’t respond, but every muscle in his body had tensed up. I grabbed a condom and, with one hand’s tremor-y fingers, rolled it down my engorged cock. I was so swollen that the condom felt painfully constricting. I’d never had one on before.

I pulled up the picture I had on my phone of Alex in the shower and laid the device on Tiegan’s back between his shoulder blades. I lined my cock up with his hole and pushed. I watched his hands curl into fists at his sides as I buried myself all the way in, but he didn’t make a sound.

I pulled back and slammed into him again, making the legs of the cot bang into the wall with my thrust. I started fucking him with a brutal pace, just wanting the whole thing to be over with as quickly as possible. I was so fucking close. If my dick got any bigger, I thought, the condom was going to pinch it off entirely.

Grabbing fistfuls of his ass for leverage, I plowed into him over and over again, the force causing my phone to roll off his back and onto the cot. Tiegan was like a puppet. A fuck-doll. The shirt swaddled his pretty head, and I tried to just focus on his body. His hole. He was something for me touse.Athing.

I closed my eyes and grunted as my balls drew up, his tight hole encompassing my cock like a sheath. I cried out long and loud as my thrusts became erratic, and my orgasm crashed over me. I immediately pulled out of him, spunk still erupting from my slit into the condom. “Get the fuck out,” I panted. I had to get the fucking thing off of me.

At first, he didn’t move. I wasn’t actually sure if he’d heard me. There was a bestial roaring in my head that was threatening to leak from my ears. I couldn’t accurately gauge the sound of my own voice. “Get the fuck out!” I screamed, tugging the condom off myself as my load dripped wetly across the tile floor.

He jumped up and pulled my shirt off of his head. His hair was mussed, and his face was very white. Despite everything, his cock was still hard as a rock. He looked terrified. Scrambling on the floor, he grabbed his thong and ran out of the room stark-naked, pulling the door closed behind him.

I blinked rapidly and stared at the floor, at the drippy trail of spunk that seemed to me like an accusation. The harsh overhead lights flickered, and nausea cramped my gut.

“I’m so sorry, Alex.”

Chapter Fourteen

TOM:Hey, Bug. I miss you <3

I stared hatefully at the message Tom had sent to Alex after our date last night. Alex hadn’t responded, but I wasn’t happy about that fucking viper trying to slip in and take Alex away from me.

Did he know we had been out together? He hadn't contacted Alex in weeks, and now, by accident, he just so happens to reach out the night I finally take Alex out? He had to have known.

He’s watching you! He’s watching Alex!

I will fucking kill him with my bare hands if he comes anywhere near Alex. What is he, some kind of stalker? Some psychopath that wants to hurt Alex?

I paced back and forth across my living room. I’d just gotten home and checked Alex’s phone when I saw it. I hadn’t even had a chance to shower and change my clothes. I still had the stench of that disgusting “spa” all over me, sweat and chlorine bleach, that whore’s scent sticking to my skin. My stomach roiled, and I instinctively brought my fist to my mouth. I was going to be sick.

I took off towards the bathroom, but only managed to get some of it into the toilet. Mostly on the floor, a little on the wall. I gagged a few more times, but it was all dry heaves. The contents of my stomach had already been splayed out in chunks across the bathroom floor.

I got to the sink and rinsed my mouth out before quickly leaving the bathroom. I couldn’t stand the smell anymore; I’d have to clean up later. I ripped my shirt off and heard a few of the buttons tinkle across the floor as I made my way over to the fireplace. I tossed the shirt atop the charred logs and made quick work of getting out of my pants and underwear before adding them to the pile. I grabbed the container of lighter fluid off the mantle and spilled it generously over the clothing. It took three strikes with my shaking hands, but I finally got a match to light and tossed it.

The accelerant-doused fabric immediately burst into flames as a thick wave of heat rolled out of the fireplace and enveloped my naked body. I watched the clothes burn as tears streamed down my face at the betrayal I’d enacted.

Instead of staying with Alex, you went to a bathhouse and bought a whore. As soon as you left him, Tom texted. You walked away and Tom slipped right back in. You should have just fucked Alex! Treated him like a real man would!

I shook my head. “I had to do that. I d-don’t want to hurt him!”

No, you wanted to get fucked and didn’t have the patience to wait for him!

“Alex deserves to have a lover who knows what they're doing! Someone who can make him feel good!”

Tom’s made Alex feel good hundreds of times.

“No! Tom abused him, and Alex didn’t like it! I saw him! His face was always scrunched up in pain! He’s never cared about making Alex feel good!

You spilled your seed in another boy’s ass. You betrayed Alex!

“I pulled out! I wore a condom!”

You’re pathetic and weak. You’ve waited for him for years, and then you run off and buy a hole. You’re never going to be enough for him…

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