Emilia came to see him. She tried to console him. He tried to kiss her. She gave in. They made out then Austin pushed her away. Emilia had been good to him; he didn't want to use her this way.
It was the third week since their break up and he went to the same bar.
He ordered vodka and drank while waiting to be drunk. Oliver was by his side.
“Don't you have any patients to attend to”
“You are a patient”
“Hmm Oliver, so you wanna experiment on me.”
“No Austin I am worried for you. Your grades are slipping. Bridget is worried she wants to call your father.”
“I don't care the old man doesn't scare me”
“Then you must be drunk.”
Oliver interrupted their conversation and answered a call going outside. He told him not to get drunk before he returned.
Drinking his second glass of vodka he needed to get laid. He couldn't have sex with Emilia, maybe he could have sex with someone else.
He went to the bathroom, relieved himself and washed his hands. He needed to drink more Vodka he wasn't drunk yet. He went dancing looking for ladies that would agree to a one night stand and when a brunette caught his eye and soon they were dancing, making out swaying their bodies together. He was interrupted by a tall guy with Hazel eyes and he felt that dark urge to kill. The brunette made her escape and the guy was now looking at Austin his Hazel eyes dark. Austin kept dancing and The taller man watched him all over.
“So you aren't just a girl friend thief but also gay.”
“If I am gay how does it concern you?” he danced.
Austin's eyes scanned for the brunette girl. He needed to have sex. Pleasure could riddle his senses he wouldn't think of Angela.
“Where is your girlfriend?”
“I don't have one”
“You mean Angela dumped” you he laughed
“I didn't want to sleep with your ex- Austin”
“So who did you want to sleep with?”
Just then the DJ turned up the music and Austin swayed his hips harder
“Well I guess Angela must like you a lot if she pursued you for a whole year while we were together and now I hear she is trying to date you.”
“I am not interested in her”
“Well I don't care and I wanna cause her pain.”
“You could have sex with me.” Austin felt as the taller man was leaning dancing and bringing his arm to wrap around his waist.
He didn't push him away instead he whispered into the taller man's ears
“I am not gay”
“I didn't accuse you of being gay” They danced swaying with each other
“Then why would I want to sleep with you”
The taller man spoke the next set of words huskily in his ears “For revenge, for pleasure, to explore and definitely you would enjoy it.”
“Hmm I am not drunk and I won't agree” he walked away feeling dizzy. He felt turned on from the voice in his ears they did things his body didn't like.
He went outside the club to find his car.
A force slammed him to the driver's door and he was spurned around. His blue eyes met the hazel ones. The taller man slammed his mouth on him
Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was curiosity, maybe it was revenge but he didn't think too much he enjoyed the feeling of the taller man's lips on his.
Him being taller and muscular. Austin saw that he didn't mind on the contrary he loved it.
Their lips had touched there was just no going back, the fire had been ignited there was no extinguisher that could put it off.
Their tongues met and they kissed, there was a fight for dominance and need. Austin felt he was losing. His knees had gone weak and their lips danced together. He let the taller man win leaned in closer to his body. His right palm held Austin's neck tighter he shoved his tongue to the roof of Austin's mouth and licked his teeth, biting his lips and causing the blue eyed man to moan and the taller man palmed Austin's cock through his trousers forgetting where they were. He wanted to pull off Austin's top. Austin's hands wandered round the chest he had seen so many times. He felt each muscle and as he felt his cock being rubbed against his clothes he discovered he was enjoying himself and he wanted to come.
“Fuck he cursed loudly.” the taller guy had had made quick work of zipping and unbuttoning his jeans and now his palms were rubbing directly at my dick
Austin didn't know if he was gay but he wanted to have sex. The thought of Angela dissipated and the only thought he felt was how much release he needed. His member was hard and aching and the man before him stroked him, feeling the mouth teasing his testicles and kissing him till he felt he couldn't breathe. The ache between his legs drew sensations to his skin.
He quickly thought he wouldn't mind if they did a quickie here by his car where anyone could see. It was dark outside yet he didn't care
"Shit, your dick is wet from pre cum" the taller man spoke huskily by Austin's ears he withdrew his hands zipped back his trousers and left Austin a haggard mess panting loudly.
“I hope to see you at school, Austin."
Austin felt so disappointed, horny and angry but he went home and finished himself with the thought of what had occurred by his car. He climaxed, bathed and slept well for the first time in three weeks. He forgot all about Oliver or the call he had gone to receive or if he had come back into the bar looking for him.
Taking Oliver's threat to account. He apologise to his mum. Went to school. Got notes from his fellow engineering students, not Benjamin. His best friend wasn't always serious with his books.
He checked his phone while in class there wasn't a response. The lecturer, an old man, was describing the principles and dynamics to certain mechanics and equipment. He would study it later. After class Benjamin went to the restroom to fuck and he was quickly reminded of the night before. He still felt hurt when he thought of Angela and he wondered why he wanted to know who the mystery person was. It was curiosity that made him place a call while he sat down waiting for Oliver and Emilia. The phone rang and his heartbeat rose as he felt nervous. He just wanted to know their identity, thank them and then he would move on.
He looked at his phone screen and the number was still calling after a few rings. There was an answer.
He put it to his ear and called out “Hello”
“ yes,” the voice that replied him was vaguely familiar he tried to remember
He was lost for words yet he went on can we meet
“Austin I never thought I would see the day you wanted to meet me”
His memory clicked it was the football captain. The one that almost brought him to ecstasy last night. “ Fuck you Brian why the hell will you do this ?”
“Meet me downstairs by the garage in 2 minutes” then Brian hung up.
He took angry strides to the garage. His blood boiling he finally knew the identity of the mysterious person. To his shock, it was the Brian , the captain of the football team, who had slept with my girlfriend. Was he playing with him?
He finally reached the garage and after scanning to make sure no one could see he angrily grabbed his collar and demanded to know why he had done this.
Brian didn't answer his question. Instead, he kissed Austin hard on the lips. He leaned into his ears and whispered in a low voice, he said, "It is you that I have always wanted. You asked me yesterday night who I wanted to sleep with. It has always been you.
Austin felt shivers run through his veins. He looked up to see Brian's eyes; they were dark and he felt a tingle roll down his spine.
“What the fuck Brian?”
The hallway leading to the faculty offices was quiet, lined with dusty framed photos of past engineering graduates. The floor creaked faintly beneath Austin’s sneakers as he approached the wooden door marked:"Engr. Mathew Udoh – Senior Lecturer, Department of Electrical Engineering."The office door was slightly ajar. He knocked twice.“Come in,” a voice called, calm and deep.Austin stepped in and closed the door behind him.The room smelled like old paper, coffee, and the faint scent of something woody—perhaps cologne or cedar polish. Books were stacked in uneven towers on a tall wooden shelf, some spilling onto the floor. A whiteboard covered in half-erased equations stood to the left of the desk, while the blinds were drawn halfway, casting slatted shadows across the room.Behind the cluttered desk sat Mr. Mathew—tall, broad-shouldered, and dark-skinned, with a salt-and-pepper beard that gave him a stern, almost regal look. He wore round glasses perched low on his nose and was sc
“What were you doing with him?” Benjamin’s voice broke through the silence in the car, sharp and insistent. Austin sighed, his head resting against the car window. Lydia was fast asleep beside him, worn out from sugar and laughter, but Benjamin’s question kept ringing like a fire alarm. “Ben, not now.” “No! now!Austin,” Benjamin pressed. “You were smiling with him. You were laughing. What the hell was that?” We ran into each other at the school.” “That doesn’t explain the ice cream, Austin,” Benjamin snapped, arms folded tightly. “You're hanging out with the guy who is your enemy, You said it yourself he messed with you. He hates you!” Austin exhaled. He hadn’t told his friends that Brian had confessed that he liked him, not that he believes him, so what was the point of giving it any thought “His sister is friends with Lydia. I wasn’t planning a reunion, Ben. He just helped when the car wouldn’t start.” Qaqaa “Oh,” Oliver added from the driver’s seat, he teased “So n
Brian tapped the steering wheel as his car idled in front of the school gates. Children streamed out in twos and threes, laughter bouncing off the dusty pavement as parents waited on the curb or leaned against cars. It was a Monday afternoon and the sun was mellowing into soft gold.He had just replied to Lyra’s text about some Biology notes when he spotted her—Ruth. His baby sister, eleven years old, with puffy afro pigtails and a cartoon-printed backpack that seemed far too big for her frame. She had an unmissable bounce to her steps.“Ruthie!” he called out the window.She turned, spotted him, and broke into a sprint. “Brian!”She hopped in, swinging her bag into the backseat.“How was school?” he asked, ruffling her hair.“Exhausting,” she grinned. “We had P.E and Mr. Gideon made us run in the sun like we were training for the Olympics. I am so tired” she pouted Brian laughed, easing the car into park mode so they could wait for the traffic to clear. His eyes wandered through the
The garage smelled like oil and secrets. Brian leaned against the cold metal hood of his car, watching the garage like it owed him answers. He had texted Austin a lot since then, but he got no response. He lit a cigarette, exhaling slowly. He hated smoking, but the habit had a way of filling silences, especially the ones in his own head.He wasn’t supposed to fall. That wasn’t the plan.Everything about Austin had started as a game—a challenge in their first year. The smart, withdrawn guy who didn’t laugh at Brian’s jokes or fall for his charm like the others. He was untouchable. So, Brian wanted to touch.He went to wash up he had school this morning “Dad I am done fixing the car. Gotta go wash up” Brian called out on his way to his room.“Well done and thank you son “ his dad's voice echoed from the kitchen.“Don't thank me yet, old man. You have to test to see if the far works” He teased “I trust that I taught you well, Brian.” His dad laughed from the kitchen. –He hadn’t mean
“What the hell, Brian?” Austin shoved him back, his breath catching somewhere between rage, confusion, and the undeniable heat that had been stirring inside him since the night before. Brian stood his ground, unfazed. His hazel eyes locked onto Austin's as he smirked. “Don’t act like you didn’t want that.” Austin stepped back, fists clenched at his sides. “You slept with my girlfriend then you stalk me and mess with my head? What kind of twisted game are you playing?” “I’m not playing,” Brian said calmly. “I told you last night—I never wanted her. It’s always been you. I just didn’t know how to get your attention… until she gave me the perfect excuse.” Austin turned away, his mind spiralling. He didn’t need this. His heart was still broken. He thought he was over Angela, but he wasn’t—not completely. The thought of her with Brian made his chest tighten. Clenching his fist, he punched Brian hard across the face. Brian chuckled, rubbing his cheek. “You can punch me all you want. I
Emilia came to see him. She tried to console him. He tried to kiss her. She gave in. They made out then Austin pushed her away. Emilia had been good to him; he didn't want to use her this way.It was the third week since their break up and he went to the same bar.He ordered vodka and drank while waiting to be drunk. Oliver was by his side.“Don't you have any patients to attend to”“You are a patient”“Hmm Oliver, so you wanna experiment on me.”“No Austin I am worried for you. Your grades are slipping. Bridget is worried she wants to call your father.”“I don't care the old man doesn't scare me”“Then you must be drunk.”Oliver interrupted their conversation and answered a call going outside. He told him not to get drunk before he returned.Drinking his second glass of vodka he needed to get laid. He couldn't have sex with Emilia, maybe he could have sex with someone else. He went to the bathroom, relieved himself and washed his hands. He needed to drink more Vodka he wasn't drunk