Page 31 of Bend Him, Break Him
The instant Colton stuck his tongue out, the sight sent Isaac over the edge, and he shot three powerful jets of cum into Colton’s beautiful used mouth.
“Swallow it,” Isaac panted with a fiery command, and again, Colton obeyed.
The exhausted look on his face, coupled with the loud gulp as he ate Isaac’s cum sent a whole new rush through Isaac as he continued stroking himself.
He twitched and released his fourth and final shot; it missed Colton’s mouth, but the landing was somehow even better. It splattered in the corner of his eye, which made the jock hold them both closed. Isaac took his cock and rubbed it against Colton’s face, pressing the head against Colton’s eye and smearing the cum down the jock’s cheek.
“You are a fucking sight to behold.” Isaac slipped off Colton’s chest and let the jock lay there, taking heavy breaths now that he finally could.
“Can you get me a towel or something?”
“In a minute.” Isaac sparked a smoke and made Colton lay on the bed, with his flushed face covered in spit and cum.
After his smoke, Isaac retrieved a towel and gently wiped down Colton’s face. Isaac sat close to Colton, too close. When the jock opened his eyes, he had this vexing expression of gratitude.
“You should get going,” Isaac said before Colton could speak, before he could utter a pointless ‘thank you’ as if Isaac deserved such things. “It’s a long drive to Straight Arrow.”
“Yeah.” Colton nodded.
“Have fun with your time off.” Isaac’s cocky expression inferred he meant with classes and having his new submissive role in life.
“Are you going to be in town?” Colton asked, a softness to his voice. “Pretty sure our old haunts are still discreet if you wanna—”
“I have no intention of ever stepping foot in that town again,” Isaac interjected. “I set fire to all those bridges the day I graduated.”
“Of course.” Colton cast his gaze down, studying Isaac’s shaky leg. “If you need me to do anything or come back—”
“Relax.” Isaac pressed a hand to Colton’s shoulder. “Enjoy your break. We’ll have plenty of time once the spring semester kicks off.”
“What is this exactly?” There was a soft curiosity in Colton’s eyes.
Isaac had seen it last night, too. He’d railed Colton so hard he must’ve fucked some feelings into the jock. That position of vulnerability, coupled with their sordid history, was doing Colton no favors when it came to seeing this for what it was. It wasn’t doing Isaac any favors either. Looking at the tiny tremble in Colton’s lower lip, Isaac lost himself in Colton’s pleading gaze. Fuck, Isaac wanted to kiss him, to taste him, to say ‘fuck it’ to the arrangement they had and try to give this a real shot. His younger self stalked from the shadows of his mind, reminding Isaac how much he’d always wanted to be with Colton, to really be with him, to hug him and hold him and love him. To be equals together. To be intimate together.
But Isaac couldn’t have that. He’d used Colton last night, and there was no undoing the malice in his actions, no sating the hate that had seeped into his heart, no altering the wicked manipulation to get Colton in his bed.
“This is an arrangement where I fuck you and use you, and when I’m bored, I’ll release you.” Isaac stared at the stark realization crumbling Colton’s calm demeanor.
“Right, duh.” Colton quickly nodded. “It’s just like high school.”
“Exactly.” Isaac squeezed Colton’s shoulder tighter. “Except you’re the one taking it now.”
“Every which way.” Colton gave a weak laugh. “I should get going.”
“Be safe.” Isaac cringed at his well wishes and turned away before Colton could look at him.
Isaac waited until Colton left before returning to his bed, where he faceplanted onto the mattress and lay there until the sun went down. The anxiety of this whole arrangement sent his mind spiraling in a million different directions.
Thankfully, campus was damn near empty over winter break, and Isaac planned on using those long, lonely days to reflect on what he’d done, what he planned to continue doing, and most importantly, what he couldn’t allow to happen. Isaac wouldn’t let old feelings fester, he wouldn’t let Colton’s golden boy charm worm its way into his heart. He wouldn’t pine for the jock who’d already shattered his very being.
This was purely sex. Revenge. A twisted delight to get his rocks off and knock Colton down a peg. Several pegs.
Still, as he lay in bed, consumed by his thoughts, he found himself longing for the kiss he kept avoiding. Isaac stroked himself hard at the idea of kissing Colton. His fantasies shifted from forcing the jock to his knees, forcing him on all fours, to turning into something soft and sweet. Rough sex danced at the edge of his fantasy as he jerked himself faster, but sweet kissesfilled the images in his head, kind words, happy smiles, and suddenly Isaac was cumming harder than he had last night.
“Fucking hell,” Isaac huffed.
It seemed even with Colton giving Isaac everything he wanted, he couldn’t be happy.
Chapter Eleven
