What Happens in Vegas

[Dubconforlife]

 

“What a dump?” Daniel exclaimed, looking around the lobby.

 

His dad glanced over at him, “Keep your voice down, people can hear you.”

 

The boy scoffed, “Let them,” he said with a sneer, “The place is a dump.”

 

People were looking at the boy, but it wasn’t just his voice that was gathering attention. At 6’9” Daniel Thompon was the tallest teen in the lobby at the moment, in fact, he was the tallest person in the hotel if we were being honest. 18 years old, 6’9”, size 17 feet, he was a basketball phenom. Ranked fifth in the country, he was sought after by every college in the country, including the University of Nevada.

 

They had invited Daniel and his father out to Vegas with a free weekend at the Excalibur to sweeten the deal.

 

So far Daniel was less than impressed.

 

“Daniel we are here as guests, try some decorum.”

 

The boy rolled his eyes as his dad checked them in, this place was crap. The whole place looked like it was trapped in the 90’s, not that he knew what the 90’s had looked like, but it sounded right to him. He smiled at one of the women as they walked by, maybe he could find some fun here after all.

 

“Ok come on,” his dad said, “I got our room.”

 

“Am I old enough to get into a strip club?” Danial asked as they walked through the casino.

 

“You’re here to look at the college, not get laid.”

 

“Oh, come on, I’d never go to fucking Nevada State! I just came here for the free weekend.”

 

His dad forced down his rebuttal, the better his son had gotten at basketball the harder it had been to try to keep him humble. His son had grown into a good-looking kid, his body was all lean muscle and he had inherited his mother’s fair looks, hours and hours of hard work in the gym had given his son model looks and unfortunately, it had gone to his head.

 

He watched head after head turn as they walked by, girls, guys, anyone with eyes glanced at his son and he knew Daniel could see it too. They rode the elevator to their floor in silence, Daniel looked at himself in the mirrored walls, flexing his triceps to see the definition.

 

They got off on their floor and found their room, as the dad opened the door, he saw a piece of paper on the floor. “What is that?” he asked as he walked in and put their luggage down.

 

Daniel picked up the paper and read it, “Says it’s a coupon for two free massages,” he closed the door behind him, “They come and do it here.”

 

“Throw it away,” his dad said sitting on the bed, “Probably a scam.”

 

“Oh, come on,” Daniel said falling back on the other bed, “Those airplane seats suck at my size, sides maybe their two hot girls. We can get happy endings.”

 

“We are here for basketball!” his dad said, “Not sex.”

 

Daniel smiled, “We can do both.”

 

“No!”

 

Daniel looked over at his dad, “Oh come on, when was the last time you got laid, dad? You’re widowed not dead.”

 

“If I get the damn massages, will you shut up about my sex life?”

 

“Deal!”

 

Daniel called the number and set up the massages for tonight, they spent the rest of the night showering and eating before they showed up. By the evening Daniel was in a pair of red basketball shorts and ankle socks.

 

There was a knock on the door and Daniel jumped up, “They’re here!”

 

He jumped across the room and opened the door…

 

“Oh, you’re guys.”

 

Two young men stood there, no older than 22 they were in good shape and had the same handsome features that ensured they were related.

 

“Yeah, so are you,” the younger one commented, “And?”

 

Daniel walked away and said to his dad, “They’re dudes.”

 

His dad got up and walked to the door, “I’m sorry for my son, he was expecting something else, please come in.”

 

The two men walked in and looked around, “Nice room, more than enough space to set up.”

 

“I’m John Thompson and that is my son Daniel.”

 

Daniel didn’t even look up from his phone and just nodded.

 

“I’m Trevor and this is my brother Tommy,” the oldest said, “You two here on vacation?”

 

“My son is getting scouted by UofN and they put us up here.”

 

“Basketball?” Tommy asked Daniel.

 

The boy looked over at him and asked sarcastically, “What gave it away?”

 

Trevor smiled, “Well if you two are ready, we can set up and get started.”

 

“You don’t have any girl workers?” Daniel asked as the two men set up their tables.

 

Tommy chuckled, “Kid, this is Vegas, girls don’t come to random rooms and when they do it ain’t free.”

 

“That is what I wanted to ask about,” John asked, “What is this going to cost?”

 

Trevor clicked his table into place, “Nothing, you’re free to tip of course but the massage is completely free.”

 

“How can that be a profitable business?” he pressed.

 

“When we’re done, we will leave you some business cards with coupons, we are hoping word of mouth gets out and we can build a business.”

 

Satisfied John nodded, “Well that’s one way to build a name for yourself.”

 

Trevor nodded, “If you guys want to strip down and lay down on the tables.”

 

Danial paused, “What? You want me to get naked in front of a dude?”

 

Tommy looked at the teen, “You’re telling me you’re shy in the locker room?”

 

Daniel paused.

 

“We use herbal oils that can stain clothing,” Trevor explained, “We have towels for your privacy.”

 

“It’s no different at the club,” John explained as he began to disrobe.

 

“I’m not shy,” Daniel said, pulling down his basketball shorts, revealing his cock.

 

All three men paused as they saw the piece of meat dangling between the teen’s legs. At 6.’9” the boy already looked like a giant but the five-inch cock that swung limp only drove home how much bigger he was. Noticing the stares the teen smiled, “What? I got size 17 shoes, what did you expect?”

 

Trevor cleared his throat, “OK then, up on the tables gentlemen.”

 

John and Danial climbed up on the massage tables, a towel placed over their bare asses once in place. With their heads down they did not notice both men slipping on skintight latex gloves before pulling out their massage oils.

 

“You guys are going to love this,” Trevor said, rubbing the oil over the gloves, “This is a special blend, guaranteed to make all of your worries fade away.”

 

Tommy and Trevor began to massage the men’s skin, Daniel chuckled, “Man that stuff reeks.”

 

Tommy smiled, “Oh you will love it in a second.”

 

The drug began to seep into their skin and their muscles went slack, all the tension drained out of their body. Daniel felt himself squirm as each touch seemed to feel a million times better than it should, he felt himself slowly grow hard just from Tommy’s hands.

 

He was shocked because it wasn’t supposed to be like this, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but love the sensations coursing through his body. Even though he had gotten massages before, none of them felt like this.

 

Tommy’s hands moved over the muscled back of the teen, kneading each knot carefully, making sure the xtc was absorbed into the skin. Trevor did the same for John, relaxing the man more and more as the drug seeped into his skin and throughout his body.

 

Tommy leaned down, “How’s that feel stud?” he asked Daniel.

 

“Stop,” Daniel said softly, not able to move as Tommy’s hands moved over his ass liberally, “Not a fag…”

 

“Shhh,” Tommy whispered, “Just relax, you have tension here.”

 

Daniel wanted to argue but his mind was so fogged, he just laid there, letting the man do what he wanted.

 

Tommy moved the towel off of Daniel, his hands spreading the boy’s cheeks as he revealed the tiny, pink hole. Trevor leaned down and whispered in John’s ear, “Watch what my brother does to your son…”

 

John’s face flushed red and he watched as if in a dream.

 

Tommy’s fingers moved around the boy’s virgin hole, tickling it, teasing it, Daniel moaned, trying to push the hands away but unable to. Tommy looked over at John and smiled as he slid a finger into the jock’s hole, coating the interior of his ass with the drug as well.

 

“Nooo…” Daniel groaned as the drug was absorbed directly into his system now.

 

Tommy began to piston his finger in and out of the jock’s hole, the groans began to change into gasps and then finally a low whimper as the teen pushed his ass back to meet the finger. Seeing the boy surrender Tommy added another finger, making the cocky teen gasp before pushing back harder.

 

“Look at your boy,” Trevor said to John, “He’s a fucking slut…”

 

“Slut…” John repeated, his mind lost in the xtc, watching his son slowly lose himself to another man’s touch.

 

Three fingers were shoved into Daniel as he whimpered loudly, his tiny jock hole being stretched for the first time. His mind was on fire, on some level he knew this was gay and he was horrified by it, but on another, it felt SO fucking good his body couldn’t resist. He let out a disappointed cry when the fingers vanished and then felt Tommy’s hands spread his cheeks apart…

 

“OH GOD!” the jock cried as a tongue was thrust into his hole for the first time in his young life.

 

It took every bit of willpower not

to fight against the pervert, especially knowing how much he despised such acts; however, something deep inside him loved every second of it, and craved even more. The intensity of the pleasure mixed with the confusion left Daniel dazed and confused.

 

John lay there helplessly watching, seeing his own son get violated right before his eyes. Part of him wanted to save his son, another part was turned on by seeing the smooth, muscled body writhe under the touch of another man. It had been a long time since John had been so close to sex, usually using porn to get off, the drugs and his desperation made him hard as a rock as he heard his son moan for more.

 

Tommy’s long tongue tickled the boy’s hole, those long legs spread automatically to give the stranger more access to his most private spot. His back arched as he tried to force more of that tongue into him, there was a distant voice screaming in his mind to resist it, to fight him, but as that tongue went deeper the boy ignored it, begging for more.

 

“Oh god…shit…more…” he moaned, pushed his ass back harder, his tall body shaking with pleasure.

 

“Man listen to him,” Trevor whispered in John’s ear, “You really raised a proper whore there. But we don’t want to leave daddy out.”

 

John felt the towel be removed from his ass as Trevor began to lap at his own hole, the man grunted as the tip of the stranger’s tongue began to send bolts of pure pleasure through his body. He shook on the table as he was rimmed for the first time, his son’s moans joining his own.

 

Tommy turned Daniel over, that massive cock slapping up against the teen’s 8 pack, “Look at this!” he said, stroking the horse dick slowly, “Man you must tear pussy up.”

 

Daniel moaned helplessly as the strange man stroked his cock, it was like nothing he had ever felt before. Every nerve ending in his body was tingling and all he could do was moan and beg.

 

“More…fuck more…” his voice called out, his cock throbbing in the man’s hand.

 

John looked on in shock as Trevor’s tongue probed his virgin hole, he had known his son was hung, but seeing that magnificent cock get played with mere feet from him…it was too much. His hips pushed back, silently begging the man to lick his ass more as he clutched the edge of the table, his mind lost in a fog of sex.

 

“Come on stud,” Tommy said, helping the teen to his feet, still holding on to his cock, “Come lay down on the bed,”

 

Daniel was led by his cock to the bed, falling face-first into the comforter. John watched as Tommy stripped his clothes off, revealing a toned body with a thick, uncut cock. He moved behind his son and spread the boy’s legs.

 

“You wanna watch your boy lose his cherry?” Trevor whispered in the dad’s ear, “You wanna hear him moan?”

 

Lost to the drug and his libido John nodded as Tommy lined his cock up to the teen’s hole.

 

“Wha…” Daniel called out as he felt the cock head push at his virgin jock hole, “Fuck noo!” he moaned as he felt his hole stretch around the thick cock sliding into him.

 

John watched in awe as his son’s protests fell silent the more that cock was forced into him, “Oh…fuck…shit…” the teen panted, “Dad…he’s fucking me!” he called out as Tommy’s pubes smashed up against his smooth ass.

 

“Isn’t that hot?” Trevor whispered to John who just nodded.

 

“So hot…” he slurred.

 

Tommy slid his cock back, running his thick cockhead over the boy’s prostate.

 

“OH!” Daniel whimpered, his entire body tensing as the man shoved his cock back into him. Slowly Tommy did it again and this time Daniel’s voice was weaker, “Dad…fucking me…oh god…” he sobbed as he felt his ass push back against the cock.

 

John watched as Tommy sped his thrusts up, fucking his son properly. Daniel’s protests were gone, replaced with moans and gasps as he thrust back to meet the man’s cock. Tommy leaned down and whispered, “Tell daddy how it feels to be fucked.”

 

His mind lost to the pleasure the drugs brought he began to babble, “Daddy he’s fucking me…his cock is so big!” he whined, “Filling me up…oh god…daddy…more…”

 

As he watched his son slowly push back to his knees, fucking himself on the stranger’s cock John felt his own cock throb. Trevor’s voice seemed to come from nowhere, “Look at him, such a slut, he loves being fucked!”

 

John nodded as he watched Tommy’s hands grip his son’s waist, pulling the boy back onto his cock as the boy moaned and whimpered for more, “Loves it…”

 

“You should have taught him a lesson, fucked him into being a better son.”

 

The words burned into John’s brain, he had been struggling to find ways to ground his son, make him more obedient…he hadn’t thought of fucking him. Watching his boy moan like a slut, begging some stranger to fuck him…it sparked something inside John, something primal, something dark…

 

“Fuck him…” he said, slowly climbing off the table.

 

Trevor snapped his fingers at Tommy who pulled out of the jock and moved off the bed. Like a sleepwalker, John stumbled over to his son and placed his thick cock to the boy’s gaping hole.

 

“Daddy?” Danial asked, seeing his father mount him.

 

“Obey your father!” John said, pushing his cock into his son.

 

“DADDY!” Daniel moaned, feeling the cock that made him stretch him wide as his body reacted to it, pure pleasure flooding his system. John began to slam into the horned-up jock, his cock slamming the boy’s prostate causing him to squeal in joy, his smooth ass pushing back against this dad’s cock.

 

“You’re my son!” John raged, pulling his son up to his knees so he could grab that fucking cock, “You obey me?” his hand began to stroke the massive cock making the boy sob with pleasure, “You get me, boy? YOU OBEY ME?”

 

Daniel nodded as he slammed his hips back, “I’m sorry daddy, fuck me…oh fuck he harder!”

 

John pushed the boy to all fours as he pulled him back onto his cock, fucking him as he had fucked his mother years before. The drugs blurred his mind as he watched his perfect jock son writhe like a cat in heat, begging him to fuck him harder.

 

The two of them were lost in a haze of lust and drugs as they fucked wildly, their bodies covered in a fine sheen of sweat, both of them wanting, needing more.

 

John pulled his cock out of his son’s hole and flipped the boy onto his back, grabbing his ankles he spread those long, muscled legs apart and shoved his cock back in. He revealed in the sight of his perfect jock boy throwing his head back, moaning as that elephant cock smeared precum over his flawless abs.

 

“OH DADDY!” Daniel screamed, no longer knowing anything but pure pleasure, “Oh fuck me, harder! Harder!!” he cried, feeling his body shake as his dad’s cock owned him.

 

John was lost, his body responding to the tight, wet hole that had engulfed his cock. All he saw was the smooth, hairless body beneath him, the flawless beauty that reminded him of his late wife and he fucked the boy harder. “Take it, take that cock you slut!” he roared, not sure who he was talking to anymore.

 

“Oh daddy, I’m close…oh god you’re gonna make me cum!” the jock cried.

 

“Cum for daddy,” John said, slamming harder, “Lemme see your big boy cock shoot!”

 

Daniel’s toes curled as he felt his cock throb twice and then begin to shoot. Globs of hot cum erupted from his dick, spraying his load over his abs and chest, a few hitting on his face. His tight, little jock hole contracted on John’s cock making his dad shoot as well. They both roared as they came, their bodies covered in sweat and cum as they shook in ecstasy, their mind only knowing the sweet release of their dicks.

 

Neither one knew how much time had passed, but John slowly woke up, his son naked under him. He sat up, his memory fuzzy but it all came back to him, “Oh god,” he exclaimed, realizing what he had done.

 

Daniel slowly woke, his body sore from being fucked so thoroughly, “Dad?” he asked, seeing his dad sitting on the side of the bed, head in hands.

 

“Oh god,” John sobbed, not believing what had happened.

 

Daniel sat up and felt his ass throb, “Ow, what…” and then it came back to him, all of it. The jock felt like he wanted to throw up as he stood, oh god what had happened? He looked around and then felt his blood turn to ice, “Dad, where’s our stuff?”

 

John looked up and saw that their luggage was gone, Daniel’s laptop that he had brought was missing…his wallet he had left on the bedstand was gone. They had robbed them!

 

“God dammit!” John raged, standing up to call the front desk, he was calling the police…but by the phone was a portable DVD player and a note.

 

“Don’t call the cops.”

 

John opened the player with shaking hands and pushed play, the sound of his own voice came through the tiny speaker, “Cum for daddy,” John said, slamming harder, “Lemme see your big boy cock shoot!”

 

He slammed it shut, the sight of him fucking his son made him ill…but his cock still twitched.

 

“What is that?” Daniel asked in a panic. Turning the note over John read, “We have copies, do not call the police.”

 

John felt his heart break as he handed the note to Daniel, “We’re fucked.”

 

Daniel read it and felt his knees go weak, “What…what happened?”

 

John had no answer, he just closed his eyes and began to cry.

[onlyraw]

@Dubconforlife - another great story…. Thank you!!

hopefully this is just the first chapter?

[drscorpio]

Sexy and twisted as always, @Dubconforlife

[Dubconforlife]

5 hours ago, onlyraw said:

@Dubconforlife - another great story…. Thank you!!

hopefully this is just the first chapter?

Yep, there are more 🙂

[Dubconforlife]

What Happens in Vegas Part Two

 

They ended up passing out from exhaustion.

 

The drugs, the sex, the guilt all was too much for the two of them and they ended up falling asleep in their respective beds. Daniel dreamt of strange hands all over his body, rubbing, pulling, sucking…his moans filled the small room as he tossed and turned in his bed.

 

John didn’t sleep much. Instead, he lay in his bed, watching the moonlight fall over his son’s flawless body as he writhed on his bed, his towering cock throbbing from his dreams. John was horrified by his reaction, but a door had been opened and he couldn’t close it, no matter how hard he tried. He jerked off watching his son whimper and moan in his sleep, he had cum three times watching precum leak from his boy’s cock…the desire to reach over and stroke it was overwhelming. He passed out at some point because he was awakened to knocking on the hotel door.

 

His eyes fluttered open to see Daniel pulling on his basketball shorts to answer the door. He threw open the door, expecting housekeeping or some shit, and saw Trevor and Tommy standing there smiling, “Hey stud, your daddy up?”

 

They walked into the room, pushing past the stunned jock as if he wasn’t there.

 

John sat up, making sure to cover his nakedness, “What the hell are you two doing here?”

 

Trevor smiled, “Might want to check that attitude daddy,” he said grabbing a chair and spinning it around before sitting, “Unless you want everyone to know how close you are your boy are.”

 

“Fuck you!” Daniel said, moving towards the older man.

 

Trevor held up Daniel’s phone, “You sure? Cause I have that video uploaded to go out to…let’s see,” he said reading off Daniel’s contact list, “Veronica, Lisa, Patty, and I have it ready to send in Studs only group chat which seems to be your teammates…”

 

Daniel froze in place.

 

“Now sit your big ass down so the grownups can talk.”

 

Daniel slowly sat back on the bed.

 

“What do you want?” John asked, his voice quivering in rage.

 

“Money, lots of it,” Trevor answered, “We’re looking for about a quarter million.”

 

John’s eyes got wide, “I don’t have that!”

 

Trevor chuckled and tossed John’s wallet to him, “I know, so you’re gonna get it for me.”

 

John looked at him confused, “How?”

 

Tommy sat next to Daniel, “We looked up your boy, he’s gonna be a D1 athlete, he’s been on the magazine covers. I can see why, with that face and body…” his hand moved over Daniel’s chest and the jock slapped his it away.

 

Tommy laughed, “Keep that attitude up kid, your team will love seeing you get fucked by your daddy.”

 

Daniel said nothing as he glared at the younger man.

 

“How am I supposed to get that kind of money?” John demanded.

 

“Simple, give us your son for a night, we can make the money ourselves.”

 

John heard the words, but they didn’t register, he felt like he was falling even though he hadn’t moved. Trevor snapped his fingers at him, “Hey! Snap out of it, we’re negotiating, what’s it going to be? Your son for a night or we send that to your work friends?” he held up John’s phone to make his point, “It’s up to you.”

 

John’s heart was racing in his chest, he looked over to Daniel whose eyes were wide with fear.

 

“Tick tock daddy,” Trevor said, “I don’t have all day.”

 

John looked at his son, “What can we do? If anyone saw that video…”

 

“Dad! You can’t sell me!” Daniel cried.

 

“Do you think you’re going to be able to play basketball once that gets out? You think any college will take you?”

 

 He saw his son quiet down as he took a deep breath, “What would it involve.”

 

“It would involve whatever the fuck we want!” Trevor answered, “You two would come with us, to a better fucking hotel, we would set up and then your boy would work for the clients we line up. I figure three or four high rollers and we’re flush. You do that, and the video is yours, fuck around and you can find out what it feels like to be a pariah.”

 

“I’m supposed to just hand my son over to you two?”

 

Trevor smiled, “Oh no, you’re coming with us, you will be right there the whole time so you can see we aren’t hurting him.”

 

“I don’t want to do this!” Daniel exclaimed, “That’s hurting me!”

 

Tommy chuckled, “You’re going to have to adjust your definition of that then, cause you’re doing this cutie.”

 

Daniel pulled away from the younger brother and stood up, “No, I won’t, fuck you.”

 

Trevor looked at him, one eyebrow arched, “OK, no problem.”

 

He pulled out the boy’s phone, when Daniel went to rush Trevor, Tommy stood up, switchblade in hand, “Sit down junior, we warned you.”

 

Daniel froze as Trevor typed, he pushed one last thing and the phone chirped. He held it up to show Daniel, “Hey look, you posted a new IG story.”

 

Daniel’s mouth fell open as he saw the video buffering, “Take it down!”

 

Trevor just sat there.

 

“Please! Take it down!”

 

Tommy laughed, “You know what he wants to hear stud.”

 

Daniel and Trevor stared at each other for a long time, and finally, the teen dropped his head, “Please delete it, I’ll do what you want.”

 

Trevor pushed the delete button, “Don’t worry man, it was up for what, 15 seconds? Let’s hope you don’t have a lot of followers.” He stood up, “Take a shower, get dressed, and be ready, we will send a car at 4, be down at the Uber exit. You’ll be brought to the new hotel and I’ll meet you in the lobby to take you to the room. Now that is what is going to happen, here is what’s not going to happen. You aren’t going to the cops, you aren’t going to hotel security, you are going to just get in the fucking car and do what we say. The video is set to automatically upload at midnight tonight, if we’re in jail we can’t cancel that, so consider before you do something stupid.”

 

He stood up, “You bring a letterman jacket?” Daniel nodded. “Jockstrap?” The teen reddened as he nodded again. “Good boy, wear the jacket and bring as many jockstraps as you brought.”

 

“You stole our luggage,” John said.

 

“Nah we just tossed it, we threw your shit in the closet, did you guys not check?”

 

They both looked at each other sheepishly, Tommy laughed and went over and opened the closet, there on the floor were their luggage and clothes in an unruly mess, “See how nice we are?”

 

“So what time?” Trevor asked.

 

“4.”

 

“And what aren’t you going to do?”

 

“Tell anyone.”

 

Trevor smiled, “Aces, then we have a deal,” he held his hand out to John who just looked at it, “Oh come on daddy, I promise you by the end of the night you will have a good time too.”

 

John took the hand and shook it, dreading the man’s words.

 

They both walked towards the door, “4, don’t be late and alone, don’t be stupid.”

 

They walked out, the sound of the door closing was like a gunshot in the quiet room.

 

“Can’t we just go home?” Daniel asked his dad, “If we aren’t here…”

 

“Then they’ll release the video, you saw them! He just posted it, they aren’t joking around.”

 

“Shit, they took our phones again!” Daniel said, “What are they going to make me do?”

 

John sighed, “I don’t know, but I promise I won’t let them hurt you.”

 

Daniel looked at his dad, “Too late dad,” and headed into the bathroom.

 

John fell back onto the bed, the day was just starting.

 

They spent the rest of the day in a daze, they went to eat, walked the strip but with each passing second, they got closer to the night which was a sword hanging over their heads. They got back to the room and Daniel went and showered, resigned to his fate.

 

He walked out, hair damp with a towel wrapped around his waist. As he got dressed John struggled to find the words to say, but what could he say that would make this any better? As he pulled on his letterman jacket Daniel looked at his father and gave a small smile, “I’ll be ok dad.”

 

John nodded, hoping he was right.

 

They went down to the Uber station and there was a driver with their names on a piece of paper, they walked over, “That’s us,” John said.

 

The driver opened the door for them and smiled, “Welcome.”

 

They got in and the driver pulled out into traffic, they moved down the strip, neither one of them wanting to talk. John leaned forward, “Where are we going?”

 

“We’re about ten minutes from The Edge sir,” he answered.

 

“The Edge?” John asked.

 

The driver nodded, “Yes sir, you must be very lucky.”

 

“Why?”

 

The driver glanced at him through the rearview mirror, “Very exclusive hotel, invitation only,” he said, confused as to why John didn’t already know this.

 

“Right, we’re tourists, we just assumed it was like any other hotel.”

 

The driver shook his head, “Oh no sir, invitation only, very exclusive.”

 

John sat back and glanced at Daniel who just shrugged.

 

They pulled up to a large hotel well off the strip, it was an imposing building tucked away from where wandering tourists would see. The driver pulled up to the front doors, which were tinted black so it was impossible to see in. Daniel got out and John asked, “How much?”

 

“Oh it is covered sir,” the driver said, “Good luck.”

 

John paused, “Good luck on what?”

 

The driver smiled, “The games sir, good luck gambling.”

 

John smiled and nodded, “Right, thanks.”

 

He got out and they walked up to the doors, as they approached, they heard a buzz and the doors unlocked. They walked into the most opulent lobby either one had ever seen, massive crystal chandeliers hung from the arched ceiling, tasteful leather couches adorned the space with dark wooden tables accented them perfectly. It looked like something out of an interior design magazine than an actual hotel.

 

Tommy was sitting there nursing a drink when he saw them, he stood up and walked over, “Damn boy,” he said looking Daniel up and down, “You clean up nice.”

 

Daniel glared at him but said nothing.

 

“Ok, come on guys, we got work to do.”

 

They followed him into a huge elevator with mirrored walls, there were no buttons, he flashed a black key card at the panel and the car started to move. “You like the place?” he asked them, as if they were old friends, “One of the best-kept secrets of Vegas…super private.”

 

“Also no witnesses,” John said, his voice laced with anger.

 

Tommy winked, “That’s how our clients like it.”

 

They got off on a floor and walked down a large, black carpet that looked immaculate. Daniel nudged his dad, “This is what I was expecting from our hotel.”

 

Despite the seriousness, John had to chuckle.

 

Tommy waved the keycard again and opened the door to a suite. It was a massive space, sunken floor, and leather furniture. There was a huge bed in the other room and in this one instead of an entertainment center with a TV was a small gym set up, a squat bar, and a bench press…everything named brand, the best money could buy.

 

Trevor was by the bar, talking intensely to someone on a cell, he waved them in.

 

“Right, no I got it,” he said, “Ok then, I’ll see you tonight,” and hung up, “Hey look at you!” he said walking up to Daniel, “Damn boy you look hot in that jacket.”

 

Daniel made a face, “I’m not used to guys complimenting me.”

 

Trevor smiled and got closer, “Oh I assure you, they’ve wanted to…” he said getting closer, “And they surely will tonight.”

 

Daniel flinched, his mind not liking him being that close but a chill of excitement moving through his body…what the fuck was that?

 

“Anyways,” he said stepping back, “Let’s get you prepared for tonight’s festivities.”

 

“What do you mean?” John said, trying to regain some control.

 

“What I mean getting him relaxed and more in the mood,” he pulled out s small vial, “You might want to partake as well.”

 

“You are not giving my son drugs,” John insisted.

 

Tommy laughed, “We already have, both of you in fact.”

 

John turned to him, “When did…” and he trailed off the massage.

 

“Look,” Trevor said walking over to Daniel, “I understand where you’re coming from, how about a test?” He grabbed Daniel and went to kiss him, the teen backed away, moving his head. Trevor grabbed his face and held it, making eye contact, “See? You do that shit with a client and they are going to get pissed, they get pissed they don’t pay, they don’t [ay and suddenly you’re famous for a whole new thing, you get it?”

 

Daniel nodded.

 

Trevor let him go, “So let’s all partake in some medicinal relaxation, so the night goes smoothly for everyone.”

 

John seemed like he was going to say something, but Daniel shook his head, “He’s right dad, we need to do this, and I…I can’t like this. If it lets me relax, I’m going to take it.”

 

Tommy came up behind John, “You too daddy, trust me, it will make the evening go smoother.”

 

They walked over to the bar and Trevor had two syringes, “Little price, big happy,” he said filling them from the vial.

 

“What is that?” John asked.

 

“Liquid ecstasy, it’s called Bliss, best happy money can buy.”

 

“Will it knock me out?” Danial asked.

 

Trevor shook his head as he tapped the needle, “Nope, you’ll feel the same as you did in the massage, relaxed and happy.”

 

He injected Danial who gasped, “It’s warm…” he said as it moved up his arm and past his shoulder. When it hit his heart, his whole body seemed to melt, “Oh…” he said, slumping slightly. Tommy caught him and made sure he didn’t fall.

 

“How you feeling stud?” he asked.

 

Daniel smiled at him, “Nice…”

 

Tommy leaned in and kissed him, the teen paused for a moment and then began to kiss him back.

 

Trevor nodded, “There we go, your turn dad.”

 

“Why do I need it?”

 

“Because you’re going to watch total strangers fuck the shit out of your son and I don’t want you suddenly changing your mind and ruining things. Trust me, this will make the night go a lot quicker for you.”

 

John held his arm out and Trevor injected him with the rest…he felt the same warmth creep through his body and he instantly relaxed, all his worries and concerns faded away. He glanced over and saw Daniel still making out with Tommy and his own cock throbbed a bit…his face grew red as he realized he was once again turned on by his own son.

 

Tommy pulled back and left Daniel standing there, eyes closed, blindly groping for the kiss…when he opened his eyes he looked around and wiped his mouth. He was obviously embarrassed but covered it up quickly.

 

Trevor walked over to Daniel, “OK listen up stud, first client is right up your alley. He’s young, made millions in crypto, and now does whatever he wants. He loves straight jocks like you and pays handsomely to be one of the first to cross the finish line with them. He’s arrogant and cocky, a lot like you, but do yourself a favor. Do what he says, you fight him, and he is going to punish you and not in a good way. All he wants is sex, give it to him ok?”

 

Daniel nodded, his mind spinning from the drugs.

 

“What do you say?”

 

Daniel blinked at him blankly.

 

Trevor slapped his cheek softly, “Yes sir, you say yes sir. What do you say?”

 

“Yes sir,” Daniel said, his voice sounding like it was coming from far away.

 

“Good boy,” he said, “Go sit down over there.”

 

Daniel walked over to a large, oversized chair and plopped down.

 

“What’s his name?” John asked Trevvor when he walked back to the bar.

 

“The client?” John nodded. “Yeah, we don’t use names here, all you need to know is the guy has more money than god and dislikes being told no.”

 

“Do they know who Daniel is?”

 

Trevor shrugged, “I mean if they follow high school basketball maybe, but don’t worry, no one here is ever going to talk about what happened in this room.”

 

John said nothing as his mind spun, he was trying to focus but every movement sent a chill of excitement up his spine. Even his clothes moving over his skin was making him hard, these drugs were not fucking around.

 

There was a knock on the door and Trevor jumped up off his stool, “Showtime!”

 

Trevor opened the door and a handsome young man walked in, leather jacket, sunglasses, he screamed young money. He gave Trevor and Tommy a shoulder bump before looking around, “So where’s dinner?”

 

Trevor pointed to the chair where Daniel was sitting.

 

He walked over and looked down at the jock, who sat in the chair smiling.

 

Daniel sat in the oversized leather chair, his mind spinning from the drugs. He knew he should be terrified about what was about to happen, but instead, he was oddly calm with it all. He looked up at the man and smiled, "My name is Daniel," he said softly as if telling himself rather than speaking directly to anyone else. His voice seemed distant even to him; it felt like someone else was talking through him.

 

The man knelt down in front of the boy, "You can call me daddy."

 

Daniel giggled, finding the name hilarious for some reason.

 

"Stand up for me," the man commanded, "Lemme see you."

 

Daniel slowly stood, rising to his full height, standing a full six inches over the man. The unnamed man looked the boy up and down ravenously, "Oh you are incredible," his voice full of lust.

 

Daniel giggled again, Thanks, daddy."

 

The man's face grew serious, "Take your clothes off boy, lemme see that body."

 

Daniel hesitated only slightly before pulling his shirt over his head, revealing his chiseled torso, slim waist, and impressive 8-pack. As he moved to take off his pants, he stumbled just a bit, caught by the drug's effect. The man helped him balance, gently guiding him towards the bed. Once there, they both paused, taking each other in, seeing how far apart they were despite being so close together. Then Daniel began to undress, while the man watched hungrily.

 

Each piece revealed more of Daniel’s perfect form, from the well-defined pecs to the tight, rounded glutes that made up his ass. His limbs too, which though long and powerful had no trace of excess fat, giving him a gracefully athletic appearance. He lay there in just a worn jock strap, even soft the boy filled the Cottom pouch impressively, looking up at the man with bated breath.

 

His heart raced faster in anticipation, yet somehow remained steady, thanks perhaps to the tranquility induced by the drugs. Meanwhile, the millionaire couldn't hold back anymore. With urgency, he pulled the elastic band aside, freeing Daniel's enormous member. It sprang forth instantly, starting to harden under the cool hotel air. The sight took the man’s breath away – something about witnessing such a display of raw masculinity and innocence drove him insane.

 

It wasn't just the size, although it certainly contributed to the sensual power radiating from Daniel. No, it was also the vulnerability displayed in the wide eyes and trembling lips that drew him in. "Oh, you are so fucking hot," the man said, sliding his leather jacket off.

 

Slowly the millionaire began to unbutton his shirt, his eyes never leaving Daniel's. Revealing a perfectly sculpted physique, his chest hair sparse and neat. When his trousers hit the floor, his erection strained against the fabric of his boxer briefs. Taking his time, he slipped them off, letting his cock spring forward, thick and proud. He stood there, letting the boy take his body in.

 

This could not be happening. But it was, right here, now. Daniel looked at the man's cock in wonder, he was much bigger but seeing that thick member just leaking in front of him...it scared him but at the same time turned him on for some reason.

 

"You like that boy?" the man asked as he stroked his length.

 

Daniel shook his head, but his own cock was rock hard now, nudging the ridges of his perfect abs, “Not gay…”

 

The man laughed, "Then grab my cock not gay boy," the man commanded in a stern voice.

 

Reluctant but compelled, Daniel reached toward the man's throbbing cock. Despite everything, the heat and desire growing inside of him intensified when he touched the man's flesh. The feeling of it in his hands, firm and warm. It excited him strangely. The man gave a low groan, encouraging Daniel to continue stroking him. This newfound experience caused mixed feelings to arise within Daniel — fear, excitement, confusion, and arousal.

 

“That’s a real man’s cock boy…worship it,” the man said in a low voice.

 

 

Daniel obeyed reluctantly, running his fingers along the veins and the swollen head. Each stroke sent another wave of adrenaline coursing through his body. And then the millionaire stepped closer, standing over Daniel. “Show me how much you want it,” he whispered.

 

Daniel found himself nodding silently, unable to resist. The millionaire pushed the boy's head down towards his cock. The teen whimpered slightly as his lips moved around the man's dick. He was shocked to feel the cock slip past his lips and enter his mouth.

 

The man slapped the side of Daniel's head, "Cover your teeth boy! You've been blown before, learn from the bitches you've had!"

 

Daniel's cheeks flushed red with shame and anger as he realized he wouldn't escape the situation easily. He submitted to the task without further resistance, moving his mouth up and down on the man's penis, attempting to satisfy him. The taste of the man’s precum filled the jock’s mouth and he was horrified to find he liked the taste…he closed his eyes as he worked the cock over the best he could.

 

As Daniel deepened his technique, he heard the moans of pleasure coming from the man. It fueled him even more; his need to please the man became stronger. Though still conflicted internally, Daniel allowed himself to get lost in the physical aspect of the moment. He didn't have control, but his instinct told him to focus entirely on pleasing the man.

 

"There ya go," the man said, running his hands through the boy's hair, "More tongue, work daddy's cock...come on slut...more!"

 

Daniel nodded quickly, afraid of inciting the man's wrath. Gripping onto the base of the man's penis, he started to move up and down, suckling furiously. The sounds of pleasure emitted from deep within the man escalated, filling the room with raw eroticism. Sweat dripped down Daniel's forehead as he continued, trying to appease the man and delay the climax as long as possible.

 

"Look at you, sucking my cock so good...and your big boy cock is so hard...you love this don't you?" the man asked Daniel. "Does it feel good to have daddy's cock in your mouth?" Daniel's face burned bright red, struggling between wanting to say yes and denying everything. Yet something strange stirred inside him—a dark hunger that matched the passionate gaze of the older man.

 

Daniel looked up at the man and in a weak voice said, "Yes sir..."

 

The man frowned, "I said call me daddy."

 

Daniel swallowed hard, "Yes...daddy."

 

The man smiled and pushed the boy down on his cock again, "Get back to work slut."

 

Daniel tried his best to oblige, moving his mouth rapidly, a mixture of panic and arousal coursed through him. His instincts told him this shouldn't be happening. Nevertheless, he couldn't ignore the surge of physical gratification that came with each movement of his mouth. Every lick brought a new wave of intense sensations flooding his body.

 

As he continued to service the man, he became increasingly lost in the foggy haze of the XTC and the ensuing ecstasy. His tongue sped up as he frantically worked the length of the man's cock, hating himself for liking it so much.

 

"Oh that's it, work that cock bitch, such a big alpha jock sucking cock so well...look at you! Cock throbbing hard, leaking everywhere...you should have been doing this a long time ago!" he cried out suddenly, thrusting deeper into Daniel's mouth. The sudden force caused the boy to choke momentarily, but regaining control swiftly, he resumed pleasing the man without pause.

 

He didn't understand why he kept going, why he enjoyed being degraded and used like this, but he couldn't stop. With one hand still holding onto the base of the man's cock, Daniel reached down to rub his own aching need. The motion was awkward due to the position, making his movements clumsy and unsatisfactory.

 

"Don't touch that cock boy!' the man snapped, "You'll cum when I let you!"

 

Daniel felt the fire burning in his loins grow stronger. He was ready to explode. Still, he obeyed, continuing to please the man, refusing to look up, focusing solely on what lay in his mouth. Inside, however, a storm of conflicting emotions roiled. Shame and humiliation threatened to consume him, why was he so hard? Why did he seem to like it so much? he should be throwing up not wanting to jerk off...but with every passing second the jock found himself wanting to please the man more and more...

 

The man pulled his cock out of the teen's mouth and enjoyed the way the boy looked up at him with desperate eyes, his tongue sticking out, desperate to keep serving him. "Such a pretty slut," he said, slapping Daniel's face with his wet cock, "God the things we are going to do..." he said, slapping the boy's handsome face over and over.

 

The words filled the boy with dread but at the same time, his body practically shook with lust. "Turn over, all fours, then reach back and pull back your ass cheeks for daddy."

 

The command was cold and calculating, sending chills down Daniel's spine despite the drug-induced euphoria. Nonetheless, the boy dutifully complied, getting on all fours with his legs spread apart. Turning his head, he saw the man smirk triumphantly as he licked his lips. "Spread them wider, little piggy," he instructed, taking advantage of Daniel's vulnerable state.

 

The man leaned down and began to lap at the boy's hole, teasing the tight entrance lightly before he pushed his way into the boy's quivering hole.

 

Daniel gasped audibly, taken aback by the sheer intensity of the invasion. Even though he knew it would feel weird, somehow, he wanted it even more. The discomfort melded together with the other perverse emotions racing through him creating a chaos only heightened by the drug-induced haze. His entire focus shifted to the rhythmic push and pull of the man's large form behind him. With each movement, Daniel's eyes fluttered shut involuntarily, succumbing fully to the bliss and torment of the experience.

 

"Oh god!" the teen gasped as he felt the man's tongue go deeper and deeper.

 

As the man picked up pace, the strangeness transformed into an almost hypnotizing pleasure that took hold of Daniel's consciousness. Thoughts of home, school, friends – all seemed distant, replaced by the primal urge driving him ever forward.

 

As the waves of pleasure consumed him, the weight of guilt subsided just enough for Daniel to lose track of time and space altogether. The man expertly manipulated his tongue, circling the tight ring of muscle that guarded entry. Daniel moaned softly as he pressed harder against the man's probing tongue, craving more than anything else the penetration it promised.

 

The fullness felt unbearably delicious and terribly wrong at once. As the man gradually worked his tongue in and out, stretching Daniel's boundaries further with each thrust, he found himself crying out in ecstasy.

 

The man grinned maliciously, knowing he held complete power over the helpless youth. He lapped greedily at Daniel's rear, pulling away occasionally to taunt the younger man, causing Daniel to writhe in anticipation, begging for more.

 

"Beg daddy for more," he said before he plunged his tongue back into the teen's hole.

 

Daniel groaned deeply, echoing the request, "Please Daddy!" he begged breathlessly. A shiver ran down his spine, intensifying the feeling coursing through his veins. In response, the man increased the speed and ferocity of his tongue strokes, pushing the limits of what Daniel thought possible. His eyes rolled back, a flush creeping up his neck, a moan slipping from his lips. The sensation was indescribably delightful yet repulsive, making Daniel question if he liked it or not.

 

But he couldn't help himself as he rocked his hips in sync with the man's thrusts, arching his back further to offer better access. It wasn't merely desire anymore, but an addiction — the thrill of submitting consuming him completely.

 

Each flick of the man's tongue seemed to trigger another wave of ecstatic sensations, leaving him utterly captivated by the foreign yet undeniably enticing stimulation. Meanwhile, he noticed how his own cock leaked with each pass of the man's slick tongue. The sight served as both a source of shame and a temptation as he wanted to jerk off so badly.

 

 

Without warning, the man finally stopped his ministrations, drawing back slightly to admire his handiwork. "Ok turn over, on your back," the man snapped.

 

Daniel turned over, exposing his chest, his sweaty body gleaming in the dim light of the luxurious hotel suite. The man looked down at the boy's flawless body and smiled, "Do you even know how hot you are?"

 

The man moved between the teen's legs, spreading them with his own, "You are going to moan for me boy...I want to see that cock shoot as I fuck you!"

 

Daniel's heart raced faster as the reality of what they were about to do hit him squarely in the face. Tears stung his eyes as the man grabbed his ankles and spread his legs wide, "Open up for daddy," he said, placing his thick cock at the boy's spit-covered hole.

 

Daniel held his breath, overwhelmed by fear mixed with arousal. But then, unable to resist any longer, the man entered him slowly, watching the teen's face carefully as he entered him. Each inch sent shockwaves of raw pleasure pulsing throughout Daniel's body. Sweat trickled down his forehead, a sign of his growing anxiety, but also of the heat rising from deep within him.

 

"Oh god...shit..." Daniel hissed as the cock filled his hole, "Oh shit you're in me! I can feel you in me!" he cried, hating the feeling of it as his body trembled with desire from it.

 

“Faster”, he whispered hoarsely, trying to reconcile the confusion swirling inside him. As the man started to slam into his hole his hands found purchase on the sheets, digging into the expensive fabric as he bucked wildly beneath the man's brutal possession.

 

"You like daddy's cock boy?" the man asked, keeping the teen's long, muscled legs spread as he fucked him harder and faster.

 

Every thrust brought a new wave of intense sensations crashing through Daniel's body, threatening to break him apart. The room became a vortex of pure, dark passion as the man continued his assault on the vulnerable teen's body. With each powerful stroke, Daniel could hear his own gasps for air, intermingling with the loud grunts coming from the man whose cock impaled him repeatedly.

 

"Answer me slut! Do you like daddy's cock?"

 

Daniel closed his eyes, tears streaming down his cheeks, "Yes...yes, daddy…" he whimpered. The word 'daddy' escaped his lips like a sob, and the man above him visibly grew more excited, his heavy breath punctuating each labored thrust.

 

"What a good boy", he purred, as the tip of his cock tickled something special inside Daniel.

 

Daniel's back arched as he pushed his hips back to meet the man's cock, "Right there!" he growled, "Fuck me there!"

 

The man laughed as he ran his cock over the boy's swollen prostate, "Here? Did I find your little jock clit? Did I boy?"

 

Daniel tried to control his rapid breathing as he managed to nod weakly, feeling his body betray him again with a sudden surge of pleasure.

 

"Did you know boys like you have a jock clit? Alpha males, who think they are the shit...deep in their tight pussies, a little clit that makes them a bitch...right boy? Am I making you my bitch?"

 

Daniel nodded feebly, overcome with emotion, as his body responded without his consent. The man slammed into the jock teen harder, "Say it out loud boy, tell me you're my bitch!"

 

Daniel fought hard against the verbal humiliation, attempting to regain some dignity amidst the physical degradation. Swallowing his pride, he managed to choke out, "No! I'm not your bitch!" Although the words rang false in his ears, his insides betrayed him again as his body shook with pleasure as the man's cock pounded his bitch button over and over.

 

"You sure?" the man said smiling cruelly, "Cause bitches get to cum...you sure you aren't my bitch?" he asked again.

 

Daniel bit his lip, fighting the conflicting feelings surging through him, in a pleading voice he asked, "Please let me cum..."

 

"Only slut butches get to cum...are you my slut bitch?" the man asked, that cock homing in on the teen's swollen prostate like a guided missile.

 

His body quivered violently, torn between wanting to escape and desperately needing release. Feeling his resolve crumble, Daniel surrendered to the man's forceful domination. His hands instinctively reached for the sheets as he bucked wildly beneath the man's savage attack. The sharp pain of his restraint only amplified the intensity of the pleasure he experienced as the man's cock continued to batter his most sensitive spot.

 

"Tell me your daddy's slut," the man said, grabbing the jock's hips and pulling him back hard on his cock.

 

Daniel gasped as the pressure built around his prostate, close to the edge now. Desperate for relief, he muttered, "Yes...your slut...please...let me cum."

 

"Are you daddy's slut?" the man’s cock was just hammering his spot now, Daniel could feel his body shake with overwhelming pleasure, "Come on boy, are you daddy's little jock slut?"

 

Daniel gritted his teeth, his desire to cum overwhelming his pride, "Oh please daddy! I’m your jock slut! Please let me cum...please daddy!" Daniel screamed, writhing uncontrollably underneath the man's merciless assault. Every fiber of his being craved release, yearning for respite from the torment. The bed sheets twisted around his wrists, anchoring him in place as he strained against his bounds. The rhythmic pounding of the man's pelvis drew ever closer to granting Daniel the reprieve he so desperately sought.

 

Unable to contain himself any longer, his body began to tremble erratically. Glancing downwards, he saw the head of the man's thick, throbbing member slid into his tight hole over and over. Daniel felt his entire being quaking in anticipation of the moment when he would cum, cock untouched.

 

"You my good boy?" the man asked as his cock slid over Daniel's prostate hard.

 

Daniel opened his mouth to reply, finding no strength left to argue. All his resistance had evaporated along with his sense of self "I'll be good daddy..." He gave one final push against the man's hips before succumbing entirely to the power of the orgasm ripping through him. The sound of his own cry echoed in the room, the roar of a defeated animal forced to submit.

 

Daniel's huge cock began to shoot, hot cum landing over the teen's hard body. Thick streams shot onto his abs, dripping down to pool in the valley below. His moans turned to groans, and suddenly all traces of resistance faded. The man leaned down and kissed the boy as he came, Daniel's arms moved around the man and pulled him close as his body shook with his orgasm.

 

Daniel felt helpless against the other person fucking him. The man's hips slammed into his hole two more times before his cock swelled and filled the jock treen's ass with his own load. There was a warmth in his ass as Daniel felt the man breed him...an odd thrill even as he closed his eyes in horror. He had let the man cum inside of him...and he liked it!

 

They stayed in each other's arms, Daniel shaking in the man's grasp. The man's voice was comforting, "Shhh, it's ok...daddy's got you." The teen felt himself hold on tighter to the stranger as his cock slid from his ass.

 

"You did so good," the man said, kissing Daniel's face lightly, "Such a beautiful boy..."

 

Without even thinking Daniel smiled,”Thank you, daddy," and slowly drifted off.

[BoYGaSM]

On 7/26/2025 at 6:52 AM, kspozcum said:

@nymidtowneast Who knows what might happen? 😉

@BergenGuy Definitely 😉

@kitpig I tried to make this one that some people could really relate to. Life stuff is slowly starting to calm down, so hopefully I can get back to writing more.

@LiamHudsonXXX Glad you enjoyed it!

As I said previously on this post, I am slowly getting back to normal with the crazy life stuff. Hopefully will be getting the delayed Bareback Chronicles update out soon, and my new collab story with @leatherpunk16 is going strong over in its thread, so please go check it out. Otherwise, another non sexy time chapter before we get back into the groove of things.

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Lesson 14: The Science of Compassion

A few hours later, a soft knock on my door woke me up, my face feeling puffy as I rolled over and looking and feeling dejected at the door.

“Go away…” I said, barely able to muster the response, knowing it would be yet another person I had no wish to talk to. I buried my face in the pillow 

“Riley, come on… just let me in,” I could hear as the door slightly opened a crack and Ryan’s voice said, filled with concern.

“What, here to rub some more salt in the wounds,” I said, not even having enough energy to care, “Have to get your punches in too after Jen?”

“Bro… please… just… can we talk?” Ryan said, an almost sadness in his voice as he spoke, “I just want to talk is all.”

“About what…” I said, burning my face in my pillow, my face burning as I spoke, “The fact your brother is a boring, ugly fag? Or is it going to be about how much of a disappointment I am, or how I ruin everything. I got enough of that today.”

I could hear as the door opened and then softly clicked shut. I felt as the edge of my bed sunk, Ryan now taking a seat in the dark room.

“Riley… come on… I could never think that about you,” Ryan said, laying down beside me on his back and nudging me to move over to give him more room, “Scoot, or I’ll fall off the bed.”

Slowly, I shuffled slightly, facing the window to the side of my bed, turning my head and staring at the dark sky outside.

We laid there in silence, the faint sound of crickets barely penetrating the glass of the window.

“How mad are mom and dad?” I said finally, “Since I ruined their perfect dinner for their perfect daughter, and her perfect little life…”

“Riley… they are definitely mad, but not at you,” Ryan said, nudging me slightly with his knee, “I… I truly don’t think I’ve ever seen Dad so quiet and so angry. Especially to Jen.”

“Sure… probably mad the cat is out of the bag and they finally know how fucked up their youngest kid is,” I said, sniffling slightly, “Did you come here to warn me to pack my bags? I guess they finally get a guest room to have friends over in finally.”

“Dude… just stop…. Please…” he said, sadness filling his voice, “Yes, Mom and Dad aren’t what I’d call happy to have found out the way they did, but I’ve never seen Dad talk to Jen like that before.”

“Right, sure…” I said, trying to imagine my parents being upset at Jen, unable to even comprehend the idea, “Mom was defending Jen, and the look Dad gave me when he heard what she said was enough.”

“Riley, he threatened to cancel the wedding,” Ryan said, sitting up and looking at me, his hand on my shoulder, “Like seriously said she didn’t deserve to have one if that’s how she felt about you. Dad was fucking scary when he said it.”

I sat in silence, contemplating what Ryan had said.

“I mean, I got an earful from him too, mostly for not sticking up for you,” he continued, flopping back on the bed, “Seriously threatened to call my boss and tell him to fire me on the spot.”

I rolled over and stared at Ryan, shocked at the revelation.

“I mean, I deserve it,” Ryan said, running his hand through his hair, “I should have stopped her. Nobody should be thrown under the bus and outed like that. Amy and I talked after, and she told me that was actually pretty mild for Jen compared to how she was with you in high school.”

I could only blink and stare at the ceiling, unsure what to say.

“Was she seriously that awful to you growing up?” he asked, looking over at me, a deep frown on his face, “What am I saying… she was probably even worse than I can even imagine. Just… Why didn’t you say something? I’d have never let it go on if I knew.”

“You were busy being the perfect son,” I said, sighing and wiping my nose, “Everyone liked you. Everyone even liked Jen. Me… I was the awkward one. The worst part was she was right on everything she said back then. Besides, you were too busy to do anything to help.”

“Riley, that’s not fair,” Ryan said, hugging himself slightly at my words, “I would have shut her down if I knew, man.”

“It’s not a dig at you, honest,” I said, laying back and staring at the ceiling deciding to continue, “You were the football player. The popular one. Top of the class. In all the clubs and at all the parties. Same with Jen. Me… I was the weird one. Scrawny. Quiet. Average at best. Only a few friends. We weren’t even in the same galaxy, much less the same orbit.”

Ryan stared at me as I spoke, silently contemplating what I was saying.

“You…. you have no idea what it's like being in either of your shadows,” I said, sighing dejectedly, “I mean, I know mom and dad probably see me as a failure compared to either of you. It’s all they talk about. How proud they are of you and Jen. And I don't blame them really. I’m average at best. Everyone is always saying I’m the dollar store brand version of you. I try, but… I don’t think I’ll ever live up to anyone’s expectations. And now… I’m even worse in everyone’s eyes. Like Jen said, the dirty, boring fag.”

Silently, Ryan reached over, pulling me into a hard hug.

“I am so sorry I ever made you feel like that,” Ryan said quietly, “I… Just… Nobody should ever feel like that… You are a great brother, and I love you, no matter what.”

Numb, I laid there, unsure what to do or say. Eventually, I relaxed, surprised at the change in my brother’s actions. Just a day ago, he’d been worried about me ruining things for him, likely seeing me as the failure… and now, he was actually hugging me and apologizing. It felt strange, but also somewhat nice.

“Come on, come downstairs and get some fresh air,” he said, releasing me from the hug sitting up.

Nodding, I got up, feeling surprisingly empty in a good way.

Walking down the stairs, the sound of my sister’s drunken snores emanate from her room.

“I really can’t believe she can sleep after all she did tonight,” he muttered, glaring at the door, “Dad should cancel her wedding after tonight.”

“It’s ok,” I said quietly, feeling awkward at hearing Ryan’s words, “Mom was right. She was just drunk… probably won’t even remember what she did tomorrow. I should just get over it.”

“No, it really isn’t ok, and I promise, she is going to fucking remember it,” Ryan said, his voice taking a darker edge, “Come on, I got someone you need to talk to.”

Silently, we walked down the stairs, making our way through the dark and silent house, stepping onto the back porch.

Sitting there in the calm of the night was Marcus, smoking a cigarette angrily as he looked at his phone.

“How’s he doing,” Marcus said, not looking up.

“Ask him yourself,” Ryan said, plopping down beside him, grabbing the pack of cigarettes, pulling one out and lighting it, taking a deep inhale.

I felt slightly shocked at the scene, not knowing my brother smoked.

“Hey Riley, doing ok?” Marcus said, giving me a half smile, a look of pity on his face.

“I’m fine…” I said silently, sitting down next to Marcus, pulling my knees up to my chest and looking out into the yard.

“He’s not,” Ryan said, looking at Marcus.

“Ryan ever tell you how we met?” Marcus said, looking at me before offering the pack to me.

I pulled one out and took the lighter from him, lighting up the cigarette, before realizing what I was doing.

“Huh… didn’t know you smoked,” Ryan said, giving a slight laugh before looking away, “Just don’t tell mom or dad. Or they’ll likely blame me. Or do, if you want. Would help make me a bit less perfect in their eyes.”

“Heh… worse, your sister will probably blame me,” Marcus said, laughing lightly, “Anyways, Ryan, you want the honors or should I?”

“Go ahead,” Ryan said, taking a deep drag before exhaling out the smoke.

“DId you know Ryan and I were in the same frat?” he said, taking a drag himself and exhaling as he spoke, “He was actually one of my initiates. Not to brag, but I was the chapter president. Anyways, after he made it through, I picked him as chair of social events for us.”

I stared in silence, listening as I too smoked, surprised at the bit of information I was getting.

“Anyways, he made a suggestion for us to work with the university gay straight alliance. A few years back, our frat almost got shut down for a bad hazing incident, barely missed hitting the national news as a gay bashing. Before either of our times, but still, massive black eye on our chapter. I signed on to Ryan’s idea instantly. Was one of the best things we’ve ever done.”

“Did you know Marcus had a gay cousin who lived with his family when he got kicked out of the house?” Ryan asked, leaning back and looking at me.

I shook my head no.

“Yeah, Ian got it rough from his dad. Showed up on our doorstep, the shit beat out of him shivering and half starved. My parents have always been super liberal, same with me. My dad was the one who ended up getting him put in jail. Ian…. He was like a little brother to me. He died about two years ago in a car accident,” Marcus said, looking off into the woods behind the house as he spoke, “It was right before I started dating your sister. Fucking wrecked me so bad. I’ve told Jen about it so many times. And I… I can’t believe how awful she acted tonight, even knowing that. I can’t stop thinking about it.”

“Sorry…” I said quietly, looking down.

“Stop, you have absolutely nothing to apologize for,” Marcus said, reaching around and pulling me in a hug, “She and I are going to be having a really long talk tomorrow, even with the hangover. I talked with Amy too.. She wanted me to tell you how sorry she was for everything. Told her she’s the one who has to do that. And… Jen…. Jen had no business outing you like that. I don’t know man… this wedding… it's bringing out a side of her I really don’t like. And after this… I really don’t know where that leaves our relationship.”

“It’s ok,” I said, looking down, “That’s…. Just how she is.”

“I really fucking hope not,” he said, letting go of me, “The wedding is off if she can’t figure out how to make it up to you. I can’t help but worry what will happen if we have kids and she treats them like she treats you. If one of our kids is gay… is she going to treat them like that? Fucking laugh and enjoy being cruel to them?”

“Oh…” I said, looking down again, unsure how to respond.

“Just… I think I speak for both your brother and myself when I say you can talk to us about anything,” Marcus said, looking over at my brother who nodded in agreement as he spoke, “No judgement, no shaming. Jen is going to be on notice, same for her loser friend Amanda.”

I quietly nodded, digesting everything.

“Well, I have some thinking to do before I go to bed. Mind if I crash in your room, Ryan?” Marcus asked, tossing the spent butt in the grass, blowing out the smoke, “You and I have to talk about some things regarding your sister.”

“Sure man, I’ll walk up there with you,” Ryan said, doing the same.

Getting up, Ryan gave my shoulder an encouraging squeeze, before sliding open the back door and following Marcus, quickly shutting the door behind him.

I sat in silence for a few minutes, smoking as my mind replayed the events of the night.

I finally grabbed my phone, before typing out “I miss you guys. Had a really bad night tonight. When are you coming back?” to Greg and MIke, before going inside the house myself and going to bed.

 

23 hours ago, nymidtowneast said:

Damn! That was so hot.

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