For the next few days after I’d gone and had that chat with Lance, life was good. Logan and I were living our lives. School, gym, and our jobs kept us both busy, but at the end of our days, we slept next to each other. I looked forward to that every night.
It was probably a week later when Lance crept back into my thoughts. He always seemed to take up rent space in my head. Maybe our past had us destined to be tied together in some sort of way? I wasn’t sure, but admittedly, exacting revenge for my adolescent trauma gave me purpose. It was like I was missing it. That rush of adrenaline when I exerted my dominance over that bastard. Why was my dick getting so hard?
I was in class and my mind had wandered off. Some of these law classes were extraordinarily boring. My daydream took me back to when I was nutting in Lance’s hole in his dorm room last week. I know, I bred Logan almost every night and sometimes twice a day, and it’s wonderful, but I don’t experience that animalistic aggression I get when I’ve fucked Lance. Fuck, what was wrong with me? My dick was hard as a freakin’ brick! I snapped out of my daydream and tuned in to the lecture hoping my boner would go down.
I could never tell Logan about this, he’d be so pissed. He accused me of sexually assaulting Lance that time, imagine the reaction if I told him I want to do it again. He’d disown me, but I didn’t like keeping anything from Logan. I love him. I don’t want secrets between us.
We were both not scheduled to work that particular night, I thought maybe talking to Logan about might actually cure me. It was worth a shot, I dismissed my initial thought of not telling him.
I was home before him, and the girls were still not home either. I dropped my backpack in my room and headed for a shower. I seem to sweat so much these days. When I finished I had a towel wrapped around my waist and Logan was there sitting in the bed.
“Hey babe, how was your day?, I asked as I kissed him on the lips.
“Not too bad, and yours big man?”
“Strange, but I’ll tell you about that later.”
I reached over to grab my deodorant stick and Logan said, “What does that mean, Alex?”
I swiped the stick over the thick tufts of hair under my pits and dropped my towel to put on some clean underwear. Logan watched my every move.
“Babe, I’ll tell you over dinner. Wanna go to the pub for burgers and beer?”
“Yeah, let me just change, ok? Should we invite Valerie and Marie?”
“Well, I wanted to talk to you about something alone, we always see the girls. I just want to spend some alone time with my sexy boyfriend.”
“Ok, fine.”
As I was slipping on shorts and t-shirt, Lance changed out of his jeans into board shorts and a tank top. God, he is so fucking sexy. His arms are covered in fine golden hair highlighted by the sun. His pits a slight shade darker. No doubt all those bicep curls in the gym helped them pop without much effort. Damn, I’m so lucky to call this fine specimen of man my boyfriend.
We held hands as we walked to the pub and once a pitcher of beer was on our table, Lance poured us two pints.
“Cheers”, we said as our glasses connected and we both took healthy swigs.
“Alright Alex, you’re killing me. What did you want to talk about?”
“Oh boy, ok, I can’t even believe I’m going to tell you this but I don’t like hiding anything from you.”
“Alex, what did you do?”
“No, I didn’t do anything. It’s not that. I was bored out of my mind in my class today and my mind drifted off. Next thing I know, I’m thinking about that twat Lance, when I fucked him last week, and my cock was fucking hard as stone. What the fuck is wrong with me, Logan?”
“What! I thought we were done with that asshole once and for all. Now you’re having wet dreams during the day about him? I don’t fucking get it, Alex!”
“You think I do? I hate that motherfucker! All I keep thinking is maybe because we have so much history, I still think about him, you know? Like ever since the semester started and I saw him, all I thought about was getting revenge. It gave me some purpose and now it’s gone. I feel like I need to find that fucker again. We have unfinished business.”
“Alex, I’ll never know what he put you through in high school. I don’t know what that felt like, but you’ve had plenty of revenge. You fucked him, you beat him up and you have me. Isn’t that enough? You won. He’s the loser in all of this.”
“Babe, I know what you’re saying is intellectually true, but there’s this small part of me that I can’t ignore that wants to go after him again. When we graduate next year, I’ll never see Lance again and I don’t want to look back and regret that I didn’t finish the job.”
“Finish the job? What does that mean, Alex? What does finishing the job look like to you?”
“I’m not sure, but it does involve that piece of shit begging me for mercy, begging me to forgive him, physically hurting him, emotionally breaking him. I won’t rest until then. I’m sorry, I know this isn’t what you want to hear, babe.”
“Alex, it’s the last thing I want to hear. You’re obsessed. Look, I love you with all my heart and I’ll stand by you no matter what, but this isn’t healthy, Alex. I think you need to see a therapist or something. I’m serious.”
“Logan, do you know how many therapists I’ve seen already? I don’t need therapy. I need vengeance. I need to purge this out of my system.”
“Alex, all I ask is that you leave me out of it. I don’t want to be a part of whatever it is that you’re about to do. You’re on your own this time.”
“Fine, I can live with that.”
After we ate our burgers and finished our second pitcher of beer we went home.
“Where you boys been?”, Valerie asked. She was sitting on the sofa next to a really handsome stud. He had to be at least 6 feet tall, curly sandy brown hair, a mustache, nice build. Solid hairy thighs as he was wearing shorts.
“We were at the pub. Who’s your friend?”, I asked.
“This is Bill. We were just about to go back to his place.”
“Nice to meet you, Bill. I’m Alex, this is my boyfriend, Logan.”
“Nice to meet you both.”, he said in a deep baritone voice.
“Have fun, Valerie. See you tomorrow.”, I gave her a wink and a smile as we headed upstairs.
“Oh my God, Logan, that guy was so hot, wasn’t he?”
“He was, yes. I wouldn’t say no.”
“Hey, the only guy you’re bending over for is me, babe.”
“Yeah, you want me to bend over for you right now?”
“Is that even a question? The answer is always yes, babe. Let me see your ass.”
I sat on the bed and pulled my shorts down and gripped my cock in my right hand. Logan pulled his shorts off and displayed his sweet pert ass right in front of me. My left hand rubbed both smooth globes lecherously, and then gave them some firm smacks.
“Fuck Logan, I’ve never seen such a gorgeous ass in my entire life. It’s fucking perfect.”
Logan moaned as I leaned in to munch on it a bit and I put my finger inside, gently opening it up for my big fat dick.
I pushed Logan forward so his feet were still on the carpet and his ass was up while his head was flush with the mattress. I got behind him and spit right in his crack a couple of times and rubbed the head of my dick over his ring.
“Fuck me, Alex. Stop teasing me!”
Nothing gets me hotter than a begging and needy bottom. I wanted him to ask me again.
I gently glided my cock around Logan’s pink hole.
“What was that, babe?”
“Please! Just fuck me. I want your cock buried up my ass big man!”
I fucking loved it when Logan called me big man. My cock was throbbing.
I spit a third time for added lube and poked the head of my cock through Logan’s hungry hole. Logan pushed his hips back swallowing all my inches. My cock felt so snug wrapped around the warmth of Logan’s butt sleeve.
“Ohhh babe. That feels so good. Squeeze your ass for me. Grip my dick.”
Logan tightened his sphincter around my cock and began to move his ass up and down, milking it. I clasped my hands behind my head and could smell the Old Spice Swagger fragrance hit my nostrils. I tilted my head downward and watched in disbelief that this hot surfer boy was my boyfriend and he was riding my cock, it was appearing and disappearing as Logan fucked himself on it, groaning in absolute joy.
My erection grew prouder, thickening, all the blood rushing into my penis to be at its fullest possible girth for Logan to enjoy, to pig out on.
“Alex, fuck me! Wreck my hole with your cock big man!”
Now it was my turn to do all the work. I planted my fingers around Logan’s waist, pulled my cock back and thrusted back inside. I worked up my rhythm to a faster pace.
“Ohhhh yeah, fuck me, Alex! Fuck me harder! I want to cum, please!”
Oh fuck, I didn’t need more encouragement. I loved my boyfriend’s hands free orgasms.
I bucked my pelvis into a rapid fire drilling. Logan moaned louder and louder as my body crashed into his over and over until I felt that hole latch onto my firm cock and Logan cried out, “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”, his splooge spraying out of his cock wildly all over our comforter and into the carpet.
I didn’t stop, I fucked Logan through his orgasm until I reached the point of no return and creamed right up that awesome ass. I collapsed onto Logan’s back and we were both breathing hard.
“I can feel your heart beating on my back, big man. Fuck that was hot!”
I kissed and nuzzled Logan’s shoulder and neck.
“Your beard is ticking me, Alex.”
“You want me to stop?”
“No”
I nuzzled and kissed him gently and we crawled under the sheets naked and when Logan fell asleep, images of Lance resurfaced in my mind. I needed to find him again to satisfy this growing itch to fuck him up.
That next morning, when I awoke, Logan was wearing briefs and shaving his face in the bathroom. I needed to piss so badly I stepped around him and had no shame as I let it fly into the toilet.
“Good morning, sexy”, I said watching Logan glide the razor over the shaving foam on his face.
“Good morning big man. Guess you had to go pretty badly, huh?”
“Yeah, sorry. I couldn’t hold it.”
“As long as you don’t take a dump in front of me, it’s all good.”
“Haha, you heading to class now?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna make coffee and take a breakfast bar to go.”
“Ok, I’ll see you later. I have to work tonight, you?”
“Yeah, I’m working, too.”
We said our good-byes and once Logan was gone and I was standing naked in the shower, images of Lance took over my brain once again. Fuck, my cock was also out of control, filling up and boning. I was almost disgusted with myself. Almost…I still had some time before my first class. I decided to pay that scum bag a visit.
I zipped down the stairs with my backpack in tow.
“Where you rushing off to?”, Marie asked.
“Oh, um, I’m heading to class.”
“No you’re not. I can always tell when you’re lying to me Alex. You have a tell, your lips curl.”
“Fuck, ok, I’m not going to class.”
“Then where are you going?”
“I need to see Lance.”
“Why do you need to see Lance?”, Marie asked with a high degree of snark in her voice.
“I don’t know, I just have to. I don’t have time for you to psycho analyze me right now, ok? I’m going!”
Marie just shook her head in disgust knowing there was no way she was going to stop me. I was on a man on a mission now.
I drove over to that luxury dorm in a hurry. Good, Lance’s car was still in the lot. The elevator was already on the ground floor and I zipped up to the penthouse floor. I rapped my knuckles on Lance’s door.
Lance was still in his skivvies when he opened the door.
“Alex, what are you doing here?”
“I don’t know, Lance. I feel like we have unfinished business. You have no idea how much I want to punch you in the face right now.”
“So why don’t you just do it, man. Get it over with.”
Lance pushed his face out giving me an easy target. No, that was too easy, I needed him to struggle.
Instead of punching him, I tackled him and he fell to the floor. I pressed my knees on his wrists and my crotch was right in his face.
Yeah, this was more like it.
“Fucker! I should break your fucking nose!”
Lance struggled under my weight. It was hot to see him trying to free himself unsuccessfully. When he stopped squirming, I pulled down my shorts and pressed my shaft to his lips.
“Suck my dick, Lance! No teeth or I swear I’ll knock them right out of your mouth!”
Lance spit at me in disgust.
“I’m not sucking your dick, Alex!”
I smacked him hard on the cheek.
“You want me to break your fucking jaw motherfucker! Open that mouth!”
I squeezed Lance’s nose shut forcing his mouth to open and shoved my hardening shaft right down his throat. I held his head up with my hand and thrust my dick in and out of his mouth. Lance was gagging and choking and it was beautiful to see that son of a bitch gasping for breath. Flashbacks of Lance pinning me down and punching my face came to me and I lifted myself up and hammered deep in his desperate mouth.
“Oh yeah, that’s it bitch! Swallow my fucking cock!”
Lance was retching now, seeing him flounder helplessly was exactly what I wanted.
“You see what happens when you fuck with me, Lance! I won’t rest until you fucking beg me to forgive you for everything you ever did to me. You hear me motherfucker! “
I pulled my cock out of his throat.
“I’m so…”
I didn’t even let him get the word out, I planted my hard as fuck cock right back in his gullet. I had him pinned down, defenseless, almost vomiting from my dick snaking down his throat.
I reached down to tear off his underwear, shredding another pair. To my count, that was the third time I’d ruined one of his designer briefs. Who the fuck cared? His rich daddy would buy him more.
I flipped Lance onto his stomach and clasped my hand over his mouth. I dry humped that hairy ass that was fighting my intrusion.
“Open up that ass for me, bitch. I’m gonna fuck it one way or another!”
Lance’s shrieks were muffled by my hands over that fucker’s mouth as my cock shoved inside him. I’m sure it wasn’t pleasant for Lance but fuck him, he deserved every fucking thing I was dishing out. I crammed my dick all the way up his butt hole and pulled his hair, snapping his neck, still with one hand over that mouth. I wasn’t ready to hear or accept Lance’s apology. Oh no, I knew I’d be back a few more times before that could ever happen. I had every intention to hate fuck Lance every time the urge hit me.
A burst of new energy coursed through my veins as my prick invaded that douchebag’s dry rectum. I hope he couldn’t shit right for a week after I banged the living daylights out of him, leaving my sperm deposit deep inside that ass.
I pulled my cock out of Lance’s ass fully loaded and flipped him over to his back. I climbed over him a second time, forced his mouth open and had him clean my cock right out of his shitter.
“I don’t want to hear a fucking word out of your mouth you little shit!” I punched him in the gut, pulled my shorts up and left feeling more gratified than ever.
Fuck, the endorphins had me on edge as I rode the elevator back down to the lobby. That was exactly what I needed. I looked at the time. I still had over an hour until my next class. I decided to hit the gym thinking I’d work out my aggression on the boxing bag.
I always had some gym clothes in the car for an emergency such as this.
Fuck, I couldn’t change in the locker room fast enough. I pulled off my clean shirt and shorts and put on my gym shorts and sleeveless shirt. Luckily, there wasn’t anyone using the punching bag. I gloved myself up and attacked that thing like it was my mortal enemy. I pictured Lance’s face as I gave it one jab after the other. I went harder and harder until I was sweating and overexerted. I think I’d gone almost 45 minutes attacking that punching bag. It was long enough for me to work out my aggression.
I went back into the locker room with sweat pouring out of every pore on my body. My pits were sweaty, my hair was soaked. My chest was covered in moisture. I smelled ripe. I stripped and put my wet clothes into a plastic bag and tied it up so it wouldn’t stink up my car. I stepped under the shower and cooled off.
Now I was in the right frame of mind to go to class and focus. No more distractions today.
I found my back to back lectures more interesting and paid close attention. Maybe attacking Lance was good for me? I’d never felt so alive. I whistled in the car ride back home.
When I did get home, Logan was downstairs eating a snack.
“Why you look so smug today, Alex? You’re usually so grouchy.”
“No reason. I had an amazing workout this morning.”
“Oh yeah? What did you work on today?”
“My boxing skills. That punching bag never had a chance.”
“I bet you looked so hot beating up that bag.”
“You’ll have to come see for yourself some time.”
“Mmm, I’d like that.”
“How was your day, Logan?”
“Uneventful. I gotta get ready for work soon.”
“Yeah, me too.”
No, I didn’t tell Logan that I fucked his former lover in the ass that morning. Logan said he didn’t want to know, so I wasn’t going to tell him. The truth is, I felt I had enough dick for both of them. I wasn’t gonna dick Lance down every day, just when I felt like it. I’d never let it interfere with my relationship with Logan. He didn’t need to know anything.
I realized that Marie knew where I went that morning. I needed to make sure she kept her mouth shut.
“I’m going to change, Logan.”, I said and ran upstairs.
I took out my phone and called Marie.
“Hey, everything ok, Alex?”
“Yeah, do me a favor. Don’t tell Logan where I went this morning, ok?”
“Alex, I won’t tell him, but I’m not gonna lie for you if he ever puts two and two together. We’ll talk about this when we are alone.”
“Fine. Ok.”
Marie hung up on me and I knew she was pissed, but I’d use my charm to get her back on my side.
I had to work from 4-9, Lance was 5-9, so I had to go earlier.
I raced down the stairs and when I kissed Lance goodbye he looked at me funny.
“So where did you go this morning? I heard you on the phone just now, Alex.”
