Should you reading this? This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions between consenting males and if it's illegal where you are then, don't do it! If someone says you can't and doesn't have a good reason however, then I quote my favourite author on this site, "Fuck Em" try it, you never know! I do occasionally use derogatory terminology in my work, and I apologize if this causes offence to anyone. It's not meant that way at all. Also sorry for any spelling mistakes, I get a little dyslexic at times.
No Control: Part 6
MAX
The next morning found me asleep on the bench where Alexis and I had spoke the previous night, before she had left me to my thoughts and gone to get a few more hours of sleep before our big day. I woke with a start, and from the lack of noise coming from inside the house, it appeared I was the only one up. I took a deep breath and let me thoughts return to last night. Maybe Lex was right, and I shouldn't be so scared and on edge all the time.
Yeah, that was it. I needed to just loosen up a little. I decided that today, I wouldn't think twice about the past, just live in the moment and have some fun. I smiled and stood, then quietly made my way back down to Dans room. He lay on his stomach, his breathing steady and deep, with his hair disheveled and a peaceful expression on his face. I went and gently sat down on the bed next to him and placed my fingertips at the base of his neck, before slowly trailing them down his back and over his firm bubble but. Goosebumps arose on his flesh from my touch, and he shivered in his sleep before rolling over and looking up at me.
"Morning, stud." He said groggily. I smiled and leaned down and kissed him. He wrapped his arms around my midsection and pulled me on top of him, and I felt his eager hard on pressing into my crotch.
I firmly removed myself from his grasp and chuckled at the sight of him with his dick in the air and a pouty expression on his face.
"Come on Casanova, time to get out of bed! We have a lot of stuff to do today, like our graduation ceremony. Which starts in a little over an hour if you hadn't noticed."
Dans eyes widened and he leapt from bed and ran to the bathroom to start getting ready. I went and laid out the clothes we were going to wear to the ceremony and tidied his room a little, then heard him step out of the shower and went inside to take my turn. When I walked in Dan was naked and at the mirror fussing with his hair. I quietly closed the door behind me and took off my shirt before walking up behind him and wrapping my arms around his stomach and resting my chin on his shoulder.
Dan smiled and gently turned around in my arms. He looked down and grinned. "You can't shower with pants on, let me help you with that." He sank down to his knees and slowly undid my pants and lowered them to the floor, leaving me standing in my boxers with my pants around my ankles. Leaning into me, he grasped the elastic band of my underwear with his teeth and pulled them down to join my pants. When he brought his head back up he looked at my dangling cock in mock astonishment.
"I haven't brushed my teeth yet and-"
I laughed and pulled him up to a standing position and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
"You are SOOO counterproductive!" I slipped out of his grasp and jumped into the shower after kicking my pants and boxers free. I smiled as the hot water ran down my body, and thought that tonight I would definitely have to try some of the things I wanted too.
DAN
Good god this was boring. The ceremony this morning had been uneventful, the usual catholic church god will guide you in your path' stuff, with 500 graduates baking to death in the thick black gowns we had to wear. And now we were at the walking the stage part' where we got to sit and wait for 5 hours for our 12 seconds of fame as we crossed the stage ourselves. I glanced over my shoulder and saw Max sitting a few rows back from me. He smiled and gave a little wave. I sighed. Only a few more hours and we would be free from school forever and partying it up.
True to this thought, three hours later, Alexis and I were waiting for Max to finish changing so we could head out. Our school was hosting a party, but since none of us were overly popular, we had opted to hit the clubs for a night of actual fun. Max finally finished in the bathroom and we headed out to the front of my house and hoped into my car. We would be taking a cab back, but driving to the club to save a little money.
A short while later we all piled out of the car in front of the newest gay bar in town. None of us had ever been, and we were all excited to check it out. We walked in and made a B-line for the bar, where Max ordered a beer, I got a martini and Lex settled with her usual rum and coke. The first little while passed without incident as we waited for the club to populate a little, and we sat in a booth just enjoying each other's company. Once the dance floor wasn't so barren, we took to the lights and music, and passed an awesome few hours dancing away the night. Max wasn't a great dancer to begin with, and the fact that he was getting a little tipsy from his few drinks made it almost comical, and me and Lex enjoyed some good natured sarcasm at his expense. He laughed and went along with it, and we were having a great time. Then Mark walked in.
Mark was probably the guy I had dated the longest in my life, and our relationship had spanned almost a year together, I had even been unofficially living with him for a good portion of it. He was 23, and worked as a security guard at a local mall. He was about 6'2", and built like a Mack truck. I had seen him bench almost 300lbs. He noticed me and waved, then started making his way over to us.
My issue there was... well me and Mark had never REALLY broken up. Like, we weren't so much together anymore... but we still messed around a bit. And Mark couldn't know I was with Max, and the music was WAY too loud to explain anything. Mark finally made his way to me and sidled right up beside me, brushing past Max. He slid his hands up my torso and bent in and kissed my neck and I winced. Over his shoulder I could see the confused expression on Max's face, and the hurt in his eyes. Those obvious emotions were quickly swept away by something that didn't grace Max's face nearly as often however. Anger. I quickly pushed Mark away and motioned everyone to go outside. The tension as we made the short walk across the club was almost palpable, and I worried that Max and Mark would get into it before I ever got the chance to offer explanations. We arrived outside without incident however and I quickly spoke before anyone else could open their mouths.
"Mark. Yeah... Hi. Look, I'd like you to meet someone. This is Max, my boyfriend." I put emphasis on the word boyfriend to try and get the idea that I wasn't available across. Mark was big, but not overly intelligent. He surprised me however with his answer.
"Ahh that would explain some things. Hi Max" he extended his hand for a shake and Max grudgingly accepted it. I could tell by Marks bulging bicep that he was trying to crush Maxs hand into dust, but Max made no obvious sign of discomfort whatsoever. "I'm glad you found a steady guy Dan. Me and Dan were together for awhile, but we weren't right for each other and it disintegrated into a friends with benefits kinda thing. Sorry about inside Mac. Here let me buy you all a drink in way of apology." I tried to smile reassuringly at Max but all I got in return was a frown. This relationship shit was hard.
MAX
Dan went in the door first, and Mark followed, with me close behind. I couldn't even think of anything to say aside from to mumble "It's not Mac... it's Max." I had never felt so unsure in my life, and I didn't know how I was going to go through the rest of the night with Mark hovering around, since he obviously didn't plan on going anywhere.
The hours dragged by, and I had stopped drinking shortly after Mark showed up. Dan however, this guy who I thought I loved and who I assumed loved me, he was drunk. And talking to Mark an awful lot, way more than he was talking to me in fact. He had even gone to sit next to him in the booth we had obtained, leaving me with Alexis. Lex was starring daggers at Dan across the table, but he was all eyes for Mark. I could see why, the guy was a looker to be sure, but hadn't Dan been professing his undying love all day? I decided I needed a breath of fresh air and told Alexis as much, and she nodded and motioned that she would follow.
Outside, Alexis tried to do her best to console me.
"He's just isn't thinking straight right now, don't think he would do anything to jeopardize what you two have. He loves you Max."
I looked down and took a long drag on my smoke before meeting her eyes and pasting on a fake smile.
"Yeah, it's nothing I bet. Mark will probably leave soon anyways."
We stood outside in awkward silence for a little while before I threw away the remainder of my cigarette and started back inside.
The atmosphere that I had found fun and exciting a few hours ago was now just dingy and unwelcoming. I fought my way back to the table where we had left Dan and mark but they were nowhere to be found. I looked at Alexis and she shrugged to say she had no ideas. We marched to the stairs that led to the downstairs portion of the nightclub and the bathrooms.
Now when we had first come here, Dan warned me about the men's bathroom. If you had to piss or preen and primp yourself in the mirror, you went to the ladies washroom. If you met a special friend you'd like to get to know better, then you headed to the men's side. Needless to say, I had never set foot inside the men's washroom. We looked around for Daniel for about half an hour and checked everywhere. he wasn't answering his phone, and none of the bartenders had seen him in awhile. I caught sight of one of the bussers that Dan had seemed familiar with earlier and made my way to him.
"Have you seen Dan recently?"
"Yeah honey, he went out the back door with some hunk a while ago. Wouldn't be the first time naughty things happened in that back alley. Why I remember this one time I-"
I walked away and rushed to the backdoor and threw it open. My heart hit the bottom of my chest. Dan was leaned over a garbage can with his pants around his ankles and Mark looked like he was just about to slide himself into Daniel's opening. I felt my facade of calm stoicism break and I covered the distance between them and I in seconds.
DAN
After Max and Alexis left, I felt a little awkward sitting there with my old ex and long time fuck buddy. He said something and I couldn't hear him over the music so I gestured to the backdoor where we could talk in private.
I knew I had to talk to him, Mark wouldn't leave me alone until I made things crystal clear to him, and even then he might still pursue the issue. We made our way through the crowd and walked into the cool night air behind the club. It was technically an "employee only" exit, but I used it all the time.
"Look Mark, we can't-"
Suddenly he was so close, I could smell his cologne and feel his warmth. He was hot, there was no denying that, but he had nothing on Max. Besides, what I felt with max was real and lasting, Mark was a fling at best.
"Just stop dude, back off and listen."
Mark did not comply, and only got all the closer.
"I know you want it Dan, I can see it in your eyes. Just give in, the thug doesn't ever have to know what happens between us out here."
"Mark seriously, back the fuck off." I tried to back up but there was a garbage can in my way. He kept getting closer and closer until I could smell his breath. It reeked of alcohol, nothing like Max's always minty fresh breath. When it became obvious to me that Mark wasn't going to go away, I decided to lash out. I had seen Max level guys with one hit the chest, and all I needed to do was get him away from me long enough to run back inside the crowded club.
I clenched my fist and swung as hard as I could for his face, connecting solidly with his jaw. I felt at least two of my fingers break and he barely moved his head. A scream started to erupt from my lips from the pain, but he quickly shoved hand over my mouth. He drew back his fist and hit me square in the face, and I felt my nose crunch under the blow. I staggered away and fell onto the garbage can, very much dazed and out of it. I felt him unbutton my pants and pull them down roughly. Then he was groping my ass through my boxer briefs. I tried to struggle but a wave of nausea leveled me again. His hand went into my underwear and I felt them tighten, then a searing pain in my balls as he ripped them off. He reached around and roughly shoved the sweaty garment into my mouth far enough down that I had to breathe through my nose, which I couldn't do because of the blood flowing freely from it. Right before I passed out, I felt something pressing against my asshole, and all I could think of was what Max would think.
MAX
In the 3.4 seconds it took me to cross the alley, I noticed quite a few things. Mostly the blood, all of it coming from Dan's face. I saw that he was totally immobile, not so much as a breath. I saw that there was something stuffed in his mouth, and tears stains on his cheeks. His nose looked broken. He was being raped.
My gaze flicked to Mark. By the time I was right behind him he was aware of my presence, but more shocked then anything. His eyes widened and he started to throw up and arm to defend himself. I grabbed his wrist and broke it, then twisted it around for good measure. I heard him scream.
Good.
I picked him up by his throat, which wasn't easy, the barley healed wounds all over my body screamed out in protest, but I didn't care. I lifted him as high as I could and started punching him in his exposed balls and cock, as hard as I had ever hit anything in my life. His screaming eventually stopped and only the occasional whimper escaped him. With all my might I threw him at the wall and he was silent. I slowly came back to reality and started to take in what had just happened. I looked at my shirt, and two of my bullet wounds had opened up again. I hadn't noticed but Mark must have been clawing at my hands like a maniac, because they were a mess, with long gashes running all over my forearms and blood flowing freely. I also had several sore spots on my torso, I imagined Mark had kicked me a few times too. I looked behind me and saw that a large crowd had gathered inside the open door to the club. They were all looking on in abstract horror, and when I looked at them they shied back a little. Suddenly I remember Daniel lying there immobile. I rushed over him, causing more than one person in the crowd to shuffle away in fear of my quick movements, and knelt next to my fallen lover.
I immediately pulled the wad of underwear out of his mouth and put my wrist in front of his mouth to see if I felt breath. Nothing.
"Somebody call a god damn ambulance!" I roared, and I saw more than one face light up with the glow of a cell phone. Alexis was beside me then, her phone in hand having already called the police. I felt tears start stinging my eyes. No. I didn't cry. I help them back and looked at Alexis. She had a look of horror on her face and seemed to be sitting as far away from me as possible while still being close to Daniel. My eyes asked for an explanation to her distance, and she quietly murmured "Max, I think you may have killed that guy..."
I slowly rose and walked over the battered form at the base of the wall. I gently moved him so he was facing up and listened and looked for breath from him. His breathing was regular, if a little quick. There was blood on his groin and it was a mess, things I don't want to describe had happened there, and I had done them. I felt mortified for a moment before I reminded myself this was the guy who had tried to RAPE Daniel. Fuck him. I heard sirens and walked back over to Daniel.
DAN
My head hurt like a bitch. This room smelt bad. Under the dank hospital smell there was one I recognized.
"Lex..." I couldn't open my eyes for some reason and it was starting to freak me out. "LEX!"
"Shhh, shhh I'm here. You're ok now, you're safe."
"Does Max think I cheated on him? Where is he? What happened? Is Mark here?"
"One at a time. First off, Mark didn't get to finish what he started, so you haven't been violated. The grief councilor said I should tell you that as soon as possible. You didn't get raped Dan. I'm not sure on all of it, but here what I think happened. You went outside with Mark to talk," I nodded" and he wouldn't fuck off, as usual. You tried to hit him, but broke your pretty fingers, which is why your hand is in a cast, the doctors said that only happens when you hit something. Mark is actually here yes. After he hit you, he started to try and rape you. Max and I were looking for you and Max came outside at this point. I've never seen him so angry Dan, it was scary. He had this fire in his eyes and he... well he stopped mark from doing anything."
I took a moment to take all of that in. I hadn't been raped, that was a good thing. Mark was here, what did that mean? and...
"Where's Max? Is he mad at me?"
"Well umm... He's kind of in jail. I told he was angry, he broke Marks wrist and pelvis, ruptured his scrotum and has him peeing through a tube. Mark also has a serious concussion from where Max threw him at a wall..."
I swear I heard my jaw hit the floor. Max was in jail? All because he was protecting me? That was screwed up.
Sorry about the delay guys, I have no excuse that you haven't heard before. And I won't lie and say the next chapter will be out soon, but I hope at least this one will keep you interested, as this one is even more based on real life then the rest of the story. Send emails, they make me happy! m-davidson@hotmail.ca