Chapter 7 #2
My mind seconds that opinion. And that’s my fucking breaking point. I throw in the towel, scooting to the back of the cage and turning away from the two assholes who are intentionally trying to fuck with me.
“What’s wrong, pet?” The beast’s gruff voice has me meeting his stare. “Are we making things uncomfortable for you?”
My eyes can’t avoid what’s happening between them. The cop’s now sucking on Spencer’s cock, ravenously trying to swallow him down his throat. But the beast’s member is too big for him to handle, and he chokes at halfway.
“We won’t judge if you want to take out your stiff prick and stroke yourself off to the show,” the beast states, rattling my nerves further.
“My dick isn’t hard, fucker. Watching two low-life cock whores doesn’t exactly get me off.”
“Really?” He cocks his head. “Then why don’t you prove it?” His eyes shoot between my legs. “Pull down your pants and show me how limp that dick truly is.”
Fear gets caught in my throat. He’s calling my bluff, and if he forces his way in here, he’ll see the truth. I can’t fucking let that happen.
“I’m not going to show you my cock so you can fantasize about it while you’re getting off.”
The officer’s head whips around, looking like he wants to pull his gun again.
“If you think Monk’s gonna get off on some self-entitled little shit who fucking bullied people because he couldn’t handle his own insecurities, you’re wrong.
Now quit being such a fucking scared little tool and do what he said.
Prove that you’re not fucking turned on right now. ”
I shake my head. “Pull your fucking gun out and shoot me if you want, but I’m not showing some faggots my cock.”
He starts to lunge toward the cage, but the beast catches him. “Leave the pet alone,” he growls. “And get your mouth back where it belongs.”
The officer grits his teeth at me, chomping at the bit to get me in his clutches, but he follows his orders like a good soldier and turns back to the beast. My jaw nearly drops, shocked that a man with the gun who should have control is submitting to Spencer fucking Lawson.
“Show the pet how much you fucking love to suck my cock,” the beast seethes, his stare ripping right through my nerves and shaking me to the core.
This is fucking hell. And he knows exactly what he’s doing.
Tormenting me into revealing my deepest secret.
Forcing me to watch. Taunting. Teasing. Making me crave the forbidden.
The cop sinks back down on the thick shaft and the beast’s hand goes to the back of his head, forcing him to take more. The puddle of drool in my mouth has me casting my stare back to the floor. Let him say whatever the fuck he wants, but I’m not going to let him break me.
“Don’t you dare make me come,” my tormentor grunts. “I want my seed ten inches deep.”
I wish I could plug my ears, but that would make me a fucking coward.
“Have you run into any faggots yet at your school, Hunter?”
My stomach twists as I swallow my bite of food, feeling it choke its way down. “No, sir.” I shake my head, stabbing another bite of chicken, though my appetite just disintegrated.
“Yeah, well, you better stay the fuck away from them. I don’t want their disgusting ways rubbing off on you.”
“It’s not something that’s contagious, Dad. People are born gay.”
His fork drops onto his plate, the clatter of the metal startling my nerves.
“That’s the bullshit they’re telling you in that sex ed class the state makes every kid take.
From now on, I’m opting you out of that heathen class.
The last thing I want is for them to start filling your head with lies about anal sex feeling good, and teaching you how males have sex with each other.
No son of mine needs to be subjected to that. It’s a fucking disgrace.”
My stomach churns, all the shame and anger bottling up. It’s almost unbearable. The constant battle. The daily torment of my thoughts. Why the hell can’t I just be like everyone else? Why the hell do I have to be attracted to guys?
Maybe it’s just because I haven’t dated any girls yet.
I haven’t kissed a girl or gotten to second base and felt one up.
I’m sure when I get my hands on some breasts, these feelings will go away.
I bet when I feel their soft lips wrapped around my cock, I won’t be having these thoughts anymore.
I’m sure there’s a girl out there that will check all the boxes and will be just as fun to hang out with as my football buddies.
“Don’t worry, Dad. No one can fill my head with anything.
” It’s already filled with disgust and hatred.
Nothing they tell me in class will alleviate the shame.
In fact, I agree with Dad. I don’t want to be subjected to it anymore.
They teach everything in those classes except for how to switch the feelings off and change who I’m attracted to. It’s getting hard to listen to.
“And I’ll make sure to opt out of any class they force upon us. I’m not interested in hearing about swords crossing either.”
He nods, and the anger recedes in his eyes. The tension unlocking from his jaw and shoulders. That was a close call. I should know better than to defend homosexuality. It’s one of his hot buttons. And once he’s set off, he makes my life a living hell.
“What’s the matter, pet?” The beast’s voice brings me back from memory lane. Taking me out of one hell and plunging me into another. “Are you too afraid to watch, worried your dick will rat you out?”
I look over, and my teeth clench when I see his dick sliding slowly out of the cop’s mouth. “I’m not worried about anything,” I force the lie through my lips. “Like I said, my cock’s not getting hard for Spencer fucking Lawson and his twink.”
“Who the fuck you callin’ a twink?” The officer’s head spins in my direction.
“I could snap your neck with the twist of my wrist.” He scoots closer, gripping the bars of the metal cage, his eyes leveling me with a warning.
“I think that nasty mouth of yours needs to be cleaned out and taught a lesson on respect. Maybe once you get a dose of my big dick down your throat, you’ll stop spewing your homophobic hate. ”
He’s suddenly jerked back against the beast’s hard chest; his stiff dick being fondled openly.
Stroked by a firm hand. His big sac groped.
He lets out a moan, and his head falls back on the beast’s shoulder, his eyes barely focused on me anymore.
His body is overtaken by the heat. Hips pumping into the touch.
Abs flexing. Cock leaking his spunk from the tip.
“Jealous, pet?” I look up, meeting the beast’s eyes. His intense stare hitting me with a rush of heat. Coursing up my shaft like a wildfire. “Do you wish it was your dick I was giving the attention to?”
I swallow the rage down the back of my throat as my dick throbs in response.
He’s trying to toy with me. Trying to get inside my head and fuck with me.
But he’s not going to win. I’ll never surrender to the madness.
I clench my jaw, keeping my eyes trained on his, fighting to ignore the grunts coming from the one locked under his pleasure.
“Tell him how good it feels, Banks.” He leans into the officer’s ear and tugs the soft skin between his teeth. His hand working him over faster. Eyes trying to burn me alive.
Banks groans his approval as he bucks his hips forward. The intensity of his need kicking up its demand. “Fuck. It’s too fucking good.”
The beast yanks Banks’s head to the side and licks up the vein of his neck. “Now, tell him how it makes you feel to surrender. To give up the control and be overpowered. Tell him how much you crave to be dominated.”
“Fuck,” Banks groans and I look back down, seeing that one of the beast’s hands has now shifted to the back, and I’m guessing he’s fondling a different part of the officer’s body.
“Such a tight fucking ass.” The beast nips at Banks’s jaw. “Opening up for me like a good boy. That’s it,” he groans. “Gonna feel so fucking good constricting my shaft, milking the cum from my dick.”