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Rob kneels behind me, lubing himself up.
Should we& you want me to use a condom? I m healthy, I
swear to God.
Bareback me like I ve barebacked you. Trust, that s what
the pact s composed of, right? I trust you, son. I want your
cum inside me. Damn, I need filled up bad.
I ll go slow, Al. I don t want to hurt you.
Fuck me now, kid. I don t need any more fingers. Push
that pretty dick of yours up in me.
Oh, dude, wow. Okay! You bet! Rob fumbles behind me,
applying more chilly lube to my hole. Then there s the blunt
head pushing, pushing. I grit my teeth and grunt as a sharp
wave of pain shudders through me and just as suddenly is
gone. Ohhhhh, Rob gasps as he slides inside.
I turn my head and gaze up at him. He stares down at me,
eyes a blue glitter. His hands grasp my hips. Great butt,
he says. For a guy. Beefy and broad. He pulls out nearly all
the way, then drives in again. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. So
tight. So much tighter& than&
We grin at one another. Go ahead, Rob, I say, pushing
my rear back against his groin. I m fine. It feels wonderful. I
love& uhhh! being stuffed full. It s like a& brief completion.
I use his trick, squeezing my ass-muscles around him till he
moans, his face knotting up. Give it to me hard. I can take it.
Pound me stupid, boy. Plow me raw. Cum inside me. I angle
my ass higher and bow my head.
You got it, Al, Rob whispers, kneading my butt-cheeks
before pulling me closer. Damn, Daddy, you got it.
He starts slowly, cautiously, but within a minute he s spear-
ing me rough and fast. After a time screwing me doggy-style,
he rings the changes, moving me through all the positions in
which I d taken him over the edge of the bed, on my back,
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on my side then moving through them yet again. It s when
he starts ramming me on my side the second time, his arms
wrapped around my chest, fingers squeezing my nipples,
his head pressed against mine, that my balls draw up, and
before I can even warn him, I m shouting and thrashing with
orgasm, my untouched cock, half-emptied after fucking Rob
only hours ago, pumping out a meager load.
Wow, damn, he gasps, gripping my spasming cock. Oh,
oh, OH! he grunts in my ear. Here we go! His pounding
increases in tempo, faster, faster, savage thrusts, and his arms
are taut about me, and his hips are slamming my ass, and he s
finished, panting hard, sweat filming between his chest and
my back.
I grip his spent dick one more time with my inner muscles,
making him giggle, before he pops out of me. Oh, fuck, Al&
I roll over and take him in my arms. He buries his face in my
chest hair once more. Thanks, he breathes. Oh, thank you!
That was fantastic.
Within seconds, Rob s fallen asleep. He snores against me,
his breath tickling my torso. I m too happy, too grateful, for
slumber. I hold him, watch the fire leap and the bedroom
grow gray with daybreak.
Eventually I rise, turn off the fire, leave him there safely
chained to the headboard, and lope downstairs to make coffee
and start biscuits. Thanks to the eager impaling my captive s
treated me to, my hole is ever so slightly sore, but that minor
hurt only makes me smile. It s a sweet memento to match the
one I left inside Rob.
Outside, ice is splintering off tree limbs and breaking on
the winter-crusted ground; the fog s once more impenetrable.
I mix, roll out, and cut the biscuits, then slip them into the
oven. When nature s call combines with caffeine and I hit the
toilet, I think of Allen Ginsberg, some line about love drip-
ping down the bathroom pipes, as the residue of Rob s lean-
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hipped humping leaves my body. When I check my phone, I
find ten ranting text-messages; it s Jay, of course, wondering
why I m not responding, claiming to be worried about me.
No mention of Rob this time; no more threats. Only anxiety,
impatience, and a promise to be home day after tomorrow.
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chapter thirty-two
THE SAUSAGE GRAVY S simmering and the biscuits are
just about done when Jay calls again. Where the hell have
you been? he snarls. Why haven t you been answering me?
You sound sober. Good. You were damn nasty last night,
I say, stirring the gravy. So I turned my phone off for a
while.
Ah, baby, ah, I m sorry. Jay s deep voice is slick with
charm and regret. I just was kinda surly on booze, and I got
jealous. You know how I get. You used to like when I got all
jealous, didn t you? You took it as a compliment. Did you fuck
the kid?
Yes, I did. It was grand, just like you said. I don t know
whether I sound proud or defiant.
In our bed?
No, I lie, making a mental note: wash those damned
sheets before Jay gets back.
Uh huh. Jay sounds unconvinced but doesn t pursue it.
Yeah, that cop-cunt is a cum-dump extraordinaire. Built to
be hammered. He chuckles and smacks his lips. Well, we
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got more meetings today. Things are thawing here. I ll see you
day after tomorrow.
What kind of business are you doing, Jay? You re not
dealing, are you?
Oh, God, no. He gives a sharp laugh. I leave that to
Ben.
Ben s dealing drugs? Oh, great. Are you still planning to
hurt Rob when you get home?
Ah, naw, baby. I didn t mean that. Ben lent me those
pills to keep me up I was so tired and I think it made me
mean. Meaner than usual. Ha. But you like me mean, don t
you, babe? Shoving you down on the bed and riding you till
you hurt? Don t you love that? Don t you miss it? It s been too
long, ain t it?
Yes, I say, taking the thickened gravy off the heat. Yes,
I do love it. Yes, I do miss it. Even as I speak, I know that, if
Jay ever found out that Rob s dick had been up my butt the
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