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"I can't come by this morning; my dad is in a mood and won't let me leave early for school. He's being totally irrational. I'm sorry man" I read Preston's text with anger. It's my fault really for leaving Mr. Reynolds unattended for so long, I should have seen this coming. I grab my phone, flip back the covers and take a picture of my naked hard dick.
"Come now." I say and send the pic to Mr. Reynolds' phone. I lay back down and slowly stoke my cock thinking about how I fucked Max in the shower yesterday. Tag teaming Max with Carson was so hot, and I haven't stopped thinking about it. I want to do something like it again, but I am also not sure what to do with the information I have about Carson's little brother. I wonder if Carson knows about his brother, but I really doubt it.
I take a minute to think about Carson and my relationship with him. I am briefly worried about all of the casual sex I have been having in the last week, but I ignore the thought and focus on Carson. He seems like a good buddy, and maybe like good boyfriend material. He is much bolder than I was before my vengeance streak began, and I have an admiration for him. Of all the guys I have had sex with, Carson seems like the only normal one, or at least he seems slightly well-rounded. He is confident in who he is, sexy, and friendly. I realize that I have to tell him about his brother, I respect him too much to keep it a secret.
My phone vibrates but I ignore it. I know what it is, Mr. Reynolds is probably coming up with some bullshit excuse as to why he can't come. He will relent, and will come, I am sure of it. I continue to stroke my cock, thinking about all of the sex I have been having lately, and I can hardly believe the person that I have become. Having sex in the shower with Max and having Carson walking in on me was such a turn on, and I am realizing that I have a thing for public sex and humiliation.
I realize that I haven't heard my phone go off in a while and I look to see what Mr. Reynolds has responded.
"I'm not playing these games with you anymore James, I am an adult and I will not be blackmailed by some kid"
I read the text and jump out of bed, totally pissed off, and l slightly impressed that Mr. Reynolds has found the courage to stand up to me. I grab some sweat pants and throw them on along with a white t-shirt. I grab my key and fly out the door into my car and drive to city hall. I know that Mr. Reynolds is usually at the office around 7:30am every morning, so he should have just arrived at the office.
I park my car and walk briskly into the city hall buildings, heading to Mr. Reynolds office. I have never been to his office specifically, but I know where the city council members' offices are from school field trips. After some searching I find Mr. Reynolds office and note that his secretary has not arrived yet. My guess is that she will arrive around 8am. I walk past her desk and let myself into Mr. Reynolds office without nocking. I close the door behind me quietly and Mr. Reynolds doesn't bother looking up.
"Nancy, you're here early. We've got lots of work to do today, starting with the-" Mr. Reynolds starts to say.
"Nancy's not her yet," I interrupt, watching with satisfaction as Mr. Reynolds jumps, "but I am, and we need to have a little chat about your behaviour."
"James, you can't just barge in here whenever you feel like, and we have nothing to discuss. You've had your fun, but play time is over. You-" Mr. Reynolds starts again, and I am slightly impressed at the conviction that he is showing me, but I know what he is, and I know that this is all a show.
"We have just barely begun Brent, and you seem to have forgotten that I am the one with all of the power here. I still have a video of you jerking off while sexting your own son, you don't get to take the high ground with me. All I have to do is send out this video, and your career and home life will be completely destroyed. You owe me your complete and utter devotion, and an apology." I say clearly and calmly, watching his face change from angry, to fearful, and finally to remorseful as.
"Please don't destroy my life James, please just give me the video. I regret what I did more than anything, please have mercy." Mr. Reynolds says sincerely, and for a moment I feel sorry for him, but only for a moment. I soon remember how he left me alone with his son, knowing that my intentions were bad, knowing that he was leaving his son to face my vengeance. He chose to leave his son in danger rather than risk his career, and with that action he lost all respect that I might have had for him. I smile menacingly down at him.
"There is no mercy for you today. Today you will face the consequences of your actions. I ordered you to let your son leave the house whenever he pleased, and you put a limit on him. You have interfered with my plans, and I have come to punish you for that. Get up and grab your keys, we're going to the conference room." I say and start moving, not giving him a chance to respond. He sits for a moment, then quickly gets up and follows me.
"Why are we going to the conference room? The rest of the council is meeting there at 8:30 for our weekly meeting. We can't be in there long, I don't want to have to explain what you are doing here." Mr. Reynolds says as we are walking, and I roll my eyes in irritation. He is arguing with me, and yet I notice that he is obeying me anyway. He wants to appear like he in charge, but he craves for someone to take over
"I don't really care what you want Brent, I don't know why you keep talking to me like I do." I say flatly, not caring if I offend him or not. We get to the conference room and Mr. Reynolds unlocks the doors and tries to close them behind us as we walk in, but I shove them back open.
I look around as we enter, taking in the large room. This room is used for the City Council to address the media and to hold meetings with the public. There is a large stage with a seat and microphone for each council member, with a large podium in the centre for the mayor. I start towards the podium as soon as I see it, and Mr. Reynolds follows me silently, looking around nervously. We arrive at the Mayor's podium and I turn to Mr. Reynolds
"Take off your clothes" I command.
"Here? I um... We can go back to my office, there's still time before my receptionist gets here." Mr. Reynolds says.
I stare at Mr. Reynold with a cold look and I refrain from blinking. He looks into my eyes and blinks a few times, realizing that I am very serious. I watch as his face falls and he mentally resigns himself to his fate and begins stripping.
Soon he is completely naked and I admire his form. Mr. Reynolds is slightly taller than his son, and has a bit more muscle too. Preston must get his grace from his mother's side because Mr. Reynolds is missing any semblance of grace. Then again, I am reminded of how Preston puts on a jock façade in public, and I wonder if Mr. Reynolds has mastered this same skill; he is a politician after all.
I turn and fiddle with the control for the podium, lowing it almost as far down as it can go. Usually this is done so that a shorter speaker can reach the mic, but today it will serve a different purpose.
"Bend over the podium and face your constituents Mr. Mayor." I say.
"I'm not the mayor yet." I hear Mr. Reynolds say as he gets into position, and I can't help but admire his ass. It's a bit fatter than Preston's, and I know is will feel extra good as I slam into him.
"You're not the Mayor yet, but you will be one day, of that I am sure. You are much too good of a liar not to succeed." I say, degrading him even further as I spit on my cock and line it up to his asshole.
"Don't you want me to suck it a little first?" Mr. Reynolds asks me as he realizes that I am about to fuck him. I can't tell if he is asking because he want to wet my dick for easier entry, or if it is because he just wants my dick in his mouth.
"Nah," I say as I slam my dick into him in one thrust, "I've been blown by your son, and he does a much better job."
Mr. Reynolds groans with pain as shock as I slam into him, giving me great pleasure. His asshole squeezes around my dick so tightly, and feels so good.
"You should be honored you know; you're the first old dude that I have fucked." I say as I slam in and out of Mr. Reynolds making him grunt with every thrust, his chest slamming down on the podium and his face hitting the mic.
"I'm not and old dude, I'm only 42 man." Mr. Reynolds mumbles back
"Nah, you're old as fuck next to me." I say. I don't actually think of him as old, I just want to humiliate him a bit more.
"You're just an old pervert liar, wishing you could fuck your son, wishing that you could sink your daddy dick right up his ass." I say, and I feel his asshole squeeze on my dick. Mr. Renolds is turned on by his humiliation, and I love it.
I reach over and flick on the mic, then I readjust the mic so that it isn't hitting him in the chest anymore.
"Tell your constituents what a pervert you are Mr. Renolds. Tell them that you love being fucked by a sixteen-year-old boy." I whisper in his ear, totally consumed in my lust.
"I love being fucked in the ass." Mr. Reynolds whispers, and it is barely picked up by the mic.
"Your constituents can hardly hear you Brent. Speak up, tell them the truth, they need to hear it." I command.
"I love being fucked in the ass by teenage boys!" Mr. Renolds yells.
"Good, now tell them that you want to fuck your son's tight ass." I whisper in his ear, my hot breath on his ear. I am getting closer to my climax by the second. I look down and see his soft ass rippling as I fuck, and I growl in animalistic lust.
"I want to fuck my son's ass! I want to feel his soft tongue on my dick and I want to make out with him like I made out with his mother on the night he was conceived. I want to make him moan and beg for my cock. I want his ass every night and every morning, and I want him to be my assistant at work and blow me during work hours!" Mr. Reynolds blurts out and I am shocked by his confession. I knew he had a thing for his son, but this was much more than I was prepared for.
I start slamming into Mr. Reynolds faster and faster, so close to cumming.
"That's it James, fuck me! Breed my perverted ass. Show the whole city what a pervert I am!" Mr. Reynolds shouts into the mic. His moans are filling the large empty conference room as I slam into him, and I am overwhelmed. I give into my lust and I cum deep into his ass, filling him with my seed.
I pull out, my now wet dick sliding out with ease. I stare at the sight before me, my still-hard wet dick in front of Mr. Reynolds bent over ass, and I watch my cum start to leak out of his ass. I try to memorize the sight, knowing one day he will stand here as Mayor, and I will know that I fucked him here in this very spot. I bend down and lick up some of my cum running out of his ass and down his legs. I moan in pleasure and pull him off of the podium and spin him around. He looks up at me looking slightly out of focus and still recovering from the rough fuck I just gave him. I open his mouth with my hand and thrust my hard dick in.
"Clean it off, taste the fruit of our labour." I say, smiling a bit at the slightly sacrilegious statement. I know that as a religious man Mr. Reynolds might not like it much. Mr. Reynolds licks my cock of with fervor, enjoying each lick. I let him enjoy it for a minute, then look up at the clock and smile. The clock reads 8:27, three minutes before the meeting is supposed to start. It's a miracle that nobody is here yet, but they are city workers after all.
"You like thick cock?" I ask, and Mr. Reynolds nods and moans, almost as if he is in a trance.
"Cool. I don't mind if you wanna keep sucking it and go for round 2, but the rest of the council might not enjoy the show." I say with a smirk. Mr. Reynolds jumps and looks at the clock, panic on his face.
"You have to cover for me James! Don't let them in!" He says panicked and starts searching for his underwear.
"Not a chance." I say as I smack his cum filled ass and pull up my pants. I walk towards the entrance and see the Mayor enter and frown at me. I give him my best shit-eating grin and a wink as I walk out. I look over my shoulder and see that Mr. Reynolds has his shirt on and is buttoning his pants hastily, the Mayor is focused on me and not Mr. Reynolds. I make the walk to my car feeling like a stud, and I can hardly believe what I have just done. If I was to tell anybody that I had done this, nobody would believe me in a million years.
When I reach my car I pull out my phone and text Mr. Reynolds, "Preston is mine, don't try that again, or next time the Mayor will catch us. Who knows, maybe he will join in." I throw my phone onto the passenger seat and look up to see a police officer watching me. I smile at him, and he smiles back at me before I pull out of the parking lot.
Once I am out of sight I race to the school knowing I am late. I hate being late, but I know my teacher will forgive me. I race into the school, 15 minutes late for class, and I burst into the class, only to see that we have a substitute teacher today. I am immediately struck by how young and handsome he is, and I smile and apologize for being late. He frowns slightly at first, but gives into my smile and waves me to an empty seat, next to Carson.
I slide into the seat next to Carson, and smile at him, feeling a knot in my stomach knowing that I have to tell him about his brother.
"Hot teacher today hey?" I say to Carson and he snickers.
"Wait `till you see his ass, it's a work of art." He says.
"We're not going to not going to get much work done today are we?" I say with a laugh.
"Nope, check it." Carson says and pulls out his hard dick, and I gasp and look around. I can't believe how brazen he is being. Somebody just has to look over and, they will see it.
Carson laughs and puts his dick away. "Don't be so obvious or someone might look over. You have to work on your subtlety James."
I am rock hard again, and I watch as the teacher is writing an equation on the board and drops the felt he is using. He bends over to pick it up and I watch as his bubble ass begins to peek out of the top his jeans. I suddenly feel Carson's hand snake its way into my shorts and grab my bare cock. "Fuck!" I whisper loudly, and both Carson and I freeze in fear. I look around subtly and nobody has noticed.
Carson starts striking my dick again, and I lean forward in an attempt to cover what he is doing, but this restricts his movements and he uses his left hand to push me back again. I let out a little moan, but he doesn't stop or slow this time.
"Just watch that ass move James. You want to fuck him, don't you. You want me to go up there and pull his pants down, don't you." Carson whispers seductively in my ear as he strokes my leaking cock.
I stare at the sub's ass, and even though he has stood back up, the crack of his ass is still visible. I desperately want to see more or it, and I want to fuck it just like Carson is saying. Carson continues to stroke me, and precum is leaking out of my cock.
"Stop, I can't cum here or the mess will be too obvious!" I say urgently, trying not to draw attention to us. I can't help myself and I spread my legs and they are so long that they go under the guy's chair in front of me, and start bucking my hips into Carson's hand.
"Sure doesn't look like you want me to stop." Carson whispers back, leaning in close to me so I can feel his breath on my ear. What we are doing now is so obvious that I am surprised that nobody has notice at all. I am so close to cumming when the Substitute teacher finishes his equation and turns around to say, "Who wants to solve this?"
I bolt upright as the teacher turns around, and Carson's hand flies off of my cock onto his desk with a loud bang. Many of the kids turn to looks at us in bewilderment, and we make for a guilty looking pair. My dick is painfully hard, but trapped beneath me and covered by my shirt as I lean forward.
The hot substitute looks at us with a frown, and all I can think about is having is at lips around my cock.
"James, right? Maybe you want to come up here and solve for us? Make up for being late and all that." The Sub says and I am frozen in terror.
"I'll do it." I hear from across the room and to the back, and I am surprised to see Jakob volunteering. He gets up before the teacher can respond and crosses the room in a quick confident walk. He takes the felt from the Sub and starts solving the equation with ease. The whole class is focused on Jakob, so I take the opportunity to tuck my dick back away. I stare at Jakob wonder what his motives were. Maybe he just wants to show off. He has the highest grade in the class next to mine, so maybe he just wants to prove himself.
Jakob solves the equation effortlessly, along with some other ones, and I spend the rest of the class focused on my studies, my balls aching for release. At the end of the class the Sub pulls me aside.
"I'm not sure what you were doing there, but you need to be careful with what you are doing in class. If it wasn't for your friend there, I am certain that the whole class would have seen more than you would have wanted them too. This is going to stay between us, mostly because nothing good will come room reporting it" The Sub says as I stare at him in shock, completely embarrassed that he knew or suspected what Carson and I were doing, and that he thought Jakob had rescued me on purpose.
"Yes Sir, thank you." I say blushing with embarrassment as I turn and walk out of the room. I am completely confused by Jakob now, does he feel guilty over what he did to me? Are these acts of kindness some sort of redemption for him? The idea that Jakob is trying to atone for what he did to me enrages me. He stole my virginity and my trust, he will not steal my chance at revenge too. Jakob will pay for what he did, and I will decide what his penance will be.
I walk down the hall, my earlier embarrassment totally forgotten. I walk into my Computer Science class and sit next to Zeke and notice that he is still unusually quiet. I stare at him for a moment and he continues to stare at his computer screen, ignoring my presence. I turn back to my computer and start on the day's assignment sighing in frustration. It isn't even noon and my I want the day to be over, things just keep going sideways. I think on my actions in the past week, and I suddenly feel overwhelmed by it all. I went from being a virgin to being raped and then starting a mad quest or vengeance. I have blackmailed a father, used an emotionally vulnerable peer, forced another guy to get fucked, gotten a hand job in class, fucked a city council member in city hall, and now my best friend is ignoring me for some reason. And on top of it all Jakob has started to be nice to me, and I am not sure why.
The stress and pressure form maintaining my perfect kid routine is starting to get to me, and I am suddenly feeling very alone and depressed. I take my hands off of my keyboard and ay my head down on the desk for just a second. I just need to rest.
"Are you OK James?" I hear Zeke's hesitant question. I think about lying to him and saying that I am fine.
"No, not really, I've just had a long stressful week. I need to clear my head." I say, telling him what I can.
"Wanna ditch and get out of here?" Zeke says.
I look over at him so fast it is almost comical. "What did you just say?" I ask, shocked to hear Zeke suggest that we skip school. He has never in his life skipped school. He might not be the most physically fit, but he takes his studies very seriously.
"You heard me man, let's get the fuck outta here!" Zeke says with a laugh, and I jump up and grab my books. We both check to see if the teacher is paying attention, and we book it out of the room. We run down the hallway laughing at our antics, and then laughing at how stupid we must look.
"James, why did it take us this long to skip?" Zeke says, giddy with excitement.
"Speak for yourself, I've skipped before, but I am glad that you are so excited." I say, genuinely happy to see Zeke happy. Honestly, I am just happy that he is talking to me again.
"Let's get some lunch, then we can go to the park to eat, maybe even feed the ducks." Zeke says, and I agree. We go get some deli subs and buy and old loaf of bread at the grocery store, then travel to the park.
At the park we chose a park bench with a nice view, and I realize that under different circumstances this would make for a nice date. We sit down in silence and eat or a bit, enjoying the scenery. The park is large and we are almost alone in the section that we chose. The flowers are in full bloom, and the grass has been cut recently. I breathe deeply enjoying the smell of the flowers and the cut grass. It is lightly warm out, but there is a cool breeze that makes it feel just perfect.
"Sorry I have been weird lately, it wasn't right of me to treat you like that." Zeke says, putting his sandwich down.
"It's ok man, I get we all go through stuff sometimes. But can I ask why you were acting so weird?" I ask
"I feel so shitty man. I can't believe that I treated you like that. I just... I don't know how to say this, so I am just going to come out with this. I know that you had a threesome with Jakob, and I know he must be hot and all, but I don't think that he is good or you. I thought that you had better standards that that." Zeke says in a rush, and I am completely shocked that he knows about Jakob.
"What do you mean? What do you know about Jakob? How do you know this?" I say, starting to feel panicked.
"Calm down James, I am sorry, I hate to do this to you. Jakob texted a naked picture of you with cum on your ass. He told me that I should stay away from you because you didn't need me anymore. Does Jakob think that we are boyfriends or something?" Zeke says carefully and I can tell that he is trying not to hurt my feelings.
I blink a few times at Zeke in shock, not sure what to react to first. "Jakob claimed me? Like he said that I was his? Is he out of his fucking mind?" I shout, and I can tell that I am scaring Zeke.
"That fucker told you to stay away from me? He made it seem like what we did was my choice?" I say, seething.
"It wasn't?" Zeke says, his face full of worry and concern.
Finally, I ground myself, I have to protect Zeke from this. "What? Oh, I didn't mean it like that. Yeah, Jakob and I hooked up, but we aren't boyfriends or anything. Sorry he texted you that pic. I'll handle it." I say calmly and evenly, looking Zeke in the eyes, praying that he will buy the lie.
Zeke looks at me cautiously for a minute before saying, "What an asshole, I'm sorry he treated you like that, and I can't believe I let him get to me. I just didn't know what to say to you after I got that message." Zeke says, and my desire to destroy Jakob is stronger than it ever has been before.
"So that's why you were avoiding me, because Jakob threatened you and you weren't sure how to talk to me about it?" I ask
"Yeah, sorry I was an ass, I know you didn't do anything wrong James" Zeke says.
"No, I am sorry, and I am glad that we can put it behind us now." I say, meaning every word.
"Cool. Just ditch the bitch though, OK? You're better than him, I don't want him treating you like that." Zeke says, warming my heart a bit.
"You got it man, now let's go feed these ducks." I say, grabbing the loaf of bread.
Zeke and I have a blast at the park, and we go back to school for the last class of the day, our relationship fully repaired. I go to football practice and learn some more drills, and I watch Jakob carefully, He seems carefree, his circle of buddies around him including Max. He smiles and laughs and makes jokes, and all the while I want to destroy him. He looks over in my direction a few times, but doesn't make eye contact with me.
After practice I bump into Carson in the locker-room after my shower. "Hey, can we meet up later?" I ask.
"Hell yes we can." Carson says suggestively, looking at my bulge in my towel.
"I just mean to talk and hang out." I say with a smile.
"I can multi-task." Carson says with a wink, and I roll my eyes. "Come by after dinner, my parents are going out.
I nod in agreement and start changing. I see Jakob walk out of the showers naked, and I can't help but admire his body. As much as I hate him, he still turns me on. He comes over to my bench to change, taking the other side. I watch him warily as I drop my towel to change, exposing my naked body to him.
Jakob openly checks out my body, not even bothering to mask what he is doing, and I hate myself for getting turned on as he does. I look down and see that his dick is swelling and lifting, and I suddenly remember the feeling of being raped by him, and I lose all attraction for him. I pull my boxers on and my pants, blocking his view.
"You played well today James." Jakob says, and it takes great self-control on my part to stop myself from punching him.
"Yeah, thanks." I say
"We should hang out some time." He says, and I look at him blankly. What the fuck is he thinking?
"That's not gunna happen." I say flatly as I grab my stuff, and Jakob looks disappointed. I shake my head and leave the locker-room, angry at Jakob, and completely confused by his actions.
I go home and have steak stir fry with my parents. On the way out the door my mom gives me some cookies because she thinks I am too thin. I drive over to Carson's house dreading what I have to tell him. I arrive and the lights are out. Walk up and nock on the front door, wondering if Carson has forgotten. I pull out my phone to text him, and then I change my mind and walk around to the back of the house and try the back door. It opens and I quietly walk in. I take off my shoes and walk in quietly with my socks on. I have never been in this house so it takes me a bit to figure out where I am in the dark. I decide to go downstairs figuring that Carson would be down there. I creep down the stairs, a wall on either side of me preventing me from seeing what awaits below, and see a blue light illuminating the room. When I get to the bottom of the stairs I look around the corner and see a large rec room, and in the center Carson is on his hands and knees in front of his computer, showing of his ass.
I freeze and blink a few times, and I am instantly hard at what I am watching. Carson suddenly speaks startling me, "You like what you see Blueballs69?". I breathe a sigh of relief as I realize that he isn't talking to me, and my heart begins to race faster with excitement as I realize what he is doing. Carson is web-camming. I frown for a minute when I realize that Carson is actually 18, and was held back a grade when he moved here. I had completely forgotten until just now that he is actually a year older than me.
I watch as Carson wiggles his ass at the screen tauntingly, making sure not to show his hole. He is evidently very talented at teasing his fans and making them pay for more. As I watch him I get a naughty idea and I start quietly stripping down naked. As I am stripping Carson takes a seat on the couch and says, "c'mon guys, we're almost at the goal. Just tip a bit more and I'll bring out the dildo."
I smile as he speaks, knowing that his viewers are going to get much more than they paid for. I stealthy move across the carpet, my naked hard dick swinging from side to side as I do. I carefully evade Carson's view and come up behind him. I see the large monitor blow up with comments:
"Nice dick!"
"Who's he?"
"That's a nice dildo, lol"
"OMG LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER!"
Carson leans forward to read the comments. "What...?" Carson says in confusion and then his head snaps around and he lets out a short scream before he recognizes me. I burst out laughing.
"Dude, it' just me, relax." I say with a huge smile on my face. Carson darts forward and punches my shoulder.
"Fuck you dude, you scared the shit outta me." Carson says, before laughing a little too.
"Think your buddies want to pay for a show?" I ask, my hard dick still in front of me.
Carson darts to his keyboard and hits mute. "I might get in trouble for that. You're not verified yet to cam... but if nobody rats us out... maybe we could." Carson reasons slowly, doubt all over his face.
"Who cares man, it's just for fun right?" I say. "Let's give these pervy fuckers a great show."
Carson thinks for a moment. "Alright, but keep your head out of the shot, you don't want them knowing who you are, and no names." Carson says and turns the mic back on.
"Ok guys, new goal. My buddy here is gunna fuck my ass bareback. If you can meet the goal in 5 mins you can watch, if not, we're going to do it in private." Carson says and sets the tip goal on the computer. Within 2 minutes they have exceeded the goal, and I am sinking my hard dick into Carson while 4000 strangers watch. I moan as my dick sings into his tight ass for the first time, totally turned on by the act and the fact that so many men are jerking off while watching us fuck. I slam into Carson over and over getting rougher and rougher as we go. I approach climax very quickly, and Casron is jerking his dick too. I
"I can't hold it can't more, I'm gunna bust soon." I say to Carson.
"Shoot in me! I want your load stud!" Carson pants, and I am cumming in his ass while he cums onto his hand and the carpet. I pull my hard, wet dick out of Carson's ass and he spins to the camera to show off his cummy, gaping hole and takes my dick into his mouth to clean it off.
"Alright guys, we have to go, but it was a hot night, thanks for the love!" Cason when he is done cleaning my dick off, and signs off from the site.
"Fuck that was hot!" I say as I sit my naked ass on the couch.
"Yeah man, it was, and you made me some serious cash too. Hopefully I don't get banned for having you on." Cason says sitting next to me and laying his head on my shoulder.
"I forgot that you were coming over tonight, what did you want to talk to me about again?" Carson asks, and my mood drops instantly.
"It's not good, I hate having to tell you this, but I need to." I say, stroking his arm.
"Just spit it out man, it can't be that bad." Carson laughs nervously.
"No, it's that bad. Its about your brother." I say and Carson sits upright, looking concerned immediately, and I know he is going to take this hard. I pull out my phone and load the video of Jakob fucking his little brother. I pass it to Carson wordlessly and watch as his face turn to one of pure hatred.
"That fucker, I can't believe this shit! I'm going to kill him!" Carson says and starts getting dressed. "How did you find this?" Carson demands furiously.
For a moment I am actually scared of him. As I look at him I decide that he deserves to know everything, he has his own vengeance to get. "There's more, so sit down. We'll get Jakob, but you need to hear everything first." I say, and he sits down. I tell him everything. I tell him about my rape and my quest for vengeance. I tell him about Preston and his father, omitting the part that Preston's father wants to fuck him. I tell him about Max and what part he plays in all of this, and finally I say, "I have a plan. I've been working on it for a while now, and there is more work to be done, but I think I have most of the details. I know how to get my vengeance on Jakob, and I need your help. Please Carson, help me."
Carson looks at me for a while considering my request, his anger subsiding a bit. "I'm sorry about your rape, but your plan better be good."
I smile back at him, "Oh Carson, it is. Jakob will pay, I promise you that." And with that I tell Carson my plan, and I tell him how he can help.
Author's note: Hey guys, thanks for reading, and I hope that you enjoyed! I think there are about 2 chapters left in this story, and they are about to get a hell of a lot darker as we approach the conclusion of the story. I am pretty excited to deliver them, and I hope that you guys enjoy what is to come. This chapter was a bit lighter than others, but it was needed to set the stage for what is to come.Thank you for sticking with the story so far, and thank you to those of you who have reached out to me, I appreciate it more than you know.