|
About:
|
I didn’t keep it up for long, I was young, horny and it had been weeks since I did anything with Faye. I came in her quickly but I wasn’t done with one. No sooner had I finish than I forced her to her knee getting her to use her mouth to get me hard again, making her taste herself on me, it wasn’t long until I was ready to go again. This time I took her from behind, again the fake moans began as I used her for my pleasure, this time I lasted longer and by the time I was ready to cum again her moans had taken on a real tone as her body responded to the fast stimulus.
This time I pushed her to her knees before I came, having her take my load in her mouth, I made sure that some spilled getting on her chin and those big tits. With that I set up a cycle, she would get me hard, I would fuck her and cum in her face. The fourth time she reached her own climax for the constant sex, I used her until I couldn’t anymore. Then I kicked her out, I pushed the cum covered girl, naked, into the hall and threw what was left of her ripped clothes after her. I wasn’t going home that night, I wasn’t going anywhere near someone I cared for in the state I was in so I settled down on the sweat soaked sheets and drifted into a fitful sleep.
With nothing to do I spent the next day walking the streets until two lads found me. They had gone out around town last night and had seen a guy that looked like Tazz, he had been holding hand with another guy and they thought they had seen them kissing. It couldn’t have been Tazz right, what were they to do, it looked so like him, how could we have a faggot as a gang member let alone a crew chief? The question kept coming, they wanted to tell the world. I broke one of their hands and threatened to kill them if they said anything, I told them that a rumour like this weakened the whole gang and if they had no proof they should keep their mouths shut because Bob come go after Tazz, his friend, or them if it came out. I then told them I would look into it and if it was true I would deal with it.
I couldn’t believe that Tazz had been so dumb as to be seen, I spent the rest of the day making myself madder at him, I waited outside school for him to get out. I walked up behind him and slapped him on the back of the head. "We are going running." It wasn’t a hard run, I just wanted to get him to a place where no one would hear us. It was some roof top where I stopped, turned and ran at him. I push him hard with both hands, I did it again, and again, and again until he swung at me. A year ago I wouldn’t have stood a chances, six months ago he would have put me on my arse in 5 minutes, 3 months ago it would have gone down fighting, now I was bigger, I was stronger, and I was better.
It was a brawl but I came out on top, pinning him down "What the fuck do you think you are doing Tazz?" I screamed at him.
"What the fuck am I doing? Last night you hit Faye then you bring me up here and attack me" He shouted back.
"Last night you where seen Tazz, you where fucking seen" I let him up "You where seen with Dale, god I hope it was Dale, how could you be so stupid. Don’t worry about it I only had to scare them shitless so they won’t talk, if you needed time with him I could have sorted it."
"Oh you would have sorted it, some dirty back room right? Fuck what is wrong with wanting to be the real me in public once in a while ha."
"What wrong? You know they will fucking kill you right" my voice was now high pitched, breaking with emotion, I sounded very, very young "And what do you think will happen to Amy once it comes out that she was dating a fag? They will fucking kill you, and worse they will have me do it." I sank down onto the roof, my head in my hands, that was why I was mad, how could he do this to me.
"And I will do it because that is who I am" I was quite now, monotone "Your my best friend, and I love you, and yet I know if the order comes down I would kill you. What kind of person does that make me? Do you really think I can carry that weight? I am just a kid Tazz, how do I deal with this?"
He came and sat next to me and put his arm around me. We talked, about nothing, about everything. We had no answers for each other, no solutions to the world we lived in but it was good to talk about it with someone who knew. I would have spent forever on that rooftop but as the night came in we had to go and close up our corners. Tazz’s was closer so we hit that first, then walked over to Lacy’s. I gave a vial to a lad and told him to run it up to Lacy, he went white. He wouldn’t go, none of them would, I knew they were scared of me but they still they wouldn’t go and they wouldn’t tell me why. In the end I grabbed the lad by the neck and drag him with me, he was whimpering all the way.
The front door was open and that set my teeth on edge, the living room was a mess, three junkies sat on the couch laughing at the TV, the was a woman semi naked tied to the radiator, it took me a second to realizes it was Lacy’s mother. "What the fuck is going on here" I yelled "get out NOW" one of the addicts got up and ran at me, I pretty much took his head off. Tazz and I threw out the others and I set about untying the woman. "What happened?" I asked her. She pointed back at the room and looked at me with eyes so full of despair that it made my own look like a drop in the ocean "He came back wrong" was all she would say.
I ran to the back room, Lacy’s bedroom, it was a junkies room now, needles and vials where scatter all over the place. Lacy lay naked on the middle of the bed, high as a kite. Charlotte was huddle in one corner of the room, tiers tracks in the grim on her face, as naked as Lacy. She was so small, so thin, she looked so young, the where needle marks on her arms. I held out my hand and she came running towards me.
"I thought I told you to not come back" Lacy screamed from the mattes. He tried to stand to stop her leaving so I hit him, the old Lacy would have kill me but this was not him, the gang member was gone all that was left was the junky. I sent Charlotte to put on some clothing and just watch what was left of him lie there. Tazz took the women out, I left enough product on his bedside table to last a week and walked out after them. They spent the night on my coach, I spent the night with Faye. I told her everything, EVERYTHING, about me, about what I had done, about every dark impulse, she cried for some of it.
I told her how sorry I was for hitting her, she seemed to think it was some kind of show that I loved her, her parents had been an abusive relationship and she seemed to think it was ok. You try telling someone you love that you hurt them because it made you feel better. I made her promise me that if I ever did it again, if I ever came close she would leave me, she would take my money and leave me. We didn’t have sex, we weren’t there yet, but we slept together, not just in the same bed that night.
I got up early that morning, I needed to go see to Lacy. Part of me hopes it was a suicide, an attempt at atonement for his sin, but most of me know it was an over dose, just a smackhead with too much product on his hand and no way of passing himself. I left his body where I found it, to be followed by rumours that I had killed him. I went back home, I needed a shower, I walked into the bathroom and didn’t turn the mirror around, I was going to have to live with myself.
This story was taken from one these sites, check them out to find more sex stories:
|
