Seth.
“Fuck, you’re so tight,” August breathed into my ears as his hips found its rhythm. He moved slickly: an in and out motion before he did his special move he loved to call the ‘twist special’ where he rotated his hips before plunging deeper. I could smell the cologne he loved to use and he knew I love, but something about it tonight just felt off. “Do you love it?” He groaned, increasing the pace of his thrusts. “Yeah,” I replied dully, willing myself to at least enjoy it. The ceiling looked unusually pale today, as if the whiteness was thinning. A testament to the fact that I lacked the finances to get it fixed. I sighed as I panned my view to something that would stimulate me. August hooked his hand around my knee, pushing it further till I folded in half like a pretzel. It gave him a better thrusting point, so he said. I sighed once more as he pulled out completely and shoved himself into me. He lasted longer than I thought he would, what time was it anyway? I flung my eyes toward the bedside table in search of the alarm clock. The pile of white papers stacked like a tower hid the tiny silver clock. Fuck, I needed this distraction. I thought sex would take my mind off it, but everything in this room reminded me of my condition. “Do you like it baby? Tell Daddy how big he is,” he moaned harder, his breathing more erratic. I knew he was close. Good. The bed squeaked in excitement as he flipped me to my side and pressed my legs together, a ninety degree angle before he raised one of my legs and placed it over his shoulders. Two warnings. That was what they had given me, if they gave me two more, they would withdraw my studentship and kick me out of the fucking school. I had been smart enough to have excellent grades in high school when the only thing I had to focus on was reading and getting those grades. But life was a bitch: she smacked me so hard when she took my mom from me. She had dropped me off at a scholarship exam for Marrowgate college: the best Private college in town. It was the only place that could hone my dreams of becoming a surgeon, but those dreams died along with my mother in the car crash. I aced the exams alright, but a part of me was still trapped in that car, its skin melted away and bones jarring white. My mother had been so burned that they had to use her enamels to identify her. “Fuck, fuck, I’m coming!” He grunted into the air as he gave his final thrust, lodging deep into me as he shot his hot burst of cum into my ass hole. He breathed heavily, his chest swelling with each deep breath. I winced as he pulled out slowly, his seeds sputtering as it poured out of me. I couldn’t find it in me to stand up, to get clean, I just wanted to lay there, to feel like the trash that I was. My life was slowly becoming meaningless. High school Valedictorian on the precipice of being kicked out because he was failing his classes. It was an ironic headline. “Did you like Daddy’s big cock in you?” He leaned in, placing kisses on my neck. I grimaced as his lips grazed mine, angling my neck away from him. “Tell me how you felt? Like the little slut that you are?” he continued, his fingers twirling the hair on my nipples. He paused, peeling himself away. I could feel his eyes boring holes into my skin, but I never turned. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Yeah, I’m fine,” I replied flatly. He scoffed, “We have been dating for two years, Seth, I know you and I know you are not fine. What is it?” He pressed. I sighed, “It’s my tuition. I need to pay or they’ll kick me out of school.” “I thought you were on a scholarship?” My eyes darted in his direction, was he kidding me? “Have you been absent for an entire month, August? I told you I was failing my classes and because of how bad my performance was, I have to cover the next session’s fees or I risk losing my studentship.” “Shit, have you asked your dad?” Was he just trying to piss me off with his stupid questions? “How many fucking times will I tell you that my dad works as a retail cashier? He can’t cover for a quarter of the tuition without starving himself!” I snapped. Everything was crumbling around me, but I didn’t need August to aggravate the fury that was burning inside of me. “I’m sorry,” he whispered before he turned toward the ceiling. The silence that blanketed the entire room came with a bonus of guilt, I didn’t mean to snap at him, I just needed solutions and not questions. “I didn’t mean to go bat shit crazy on you, I’m sorry,” I grabbed his hand, intertwining them with mine. He turned and beamed before he placed a wet kiss on my cheek. “I feel like the one time you need my help, I’m totally useless.” I turned toward me, “What do you mean?” “My sister. She busted my coke stash and my parents weren’t too happy about that. They slashed my allowance by half.” “Damn.” I mumbled with a sigh. “Yeah, damn.” “Don’t worry, I’ll sort it out...” I said with no idea how I was going to sort it out. Half a million. How the fuck do I raise half a million? As he pulled me into a cuddle, it reminded me of how a few hours from now I would have to do the same to another person for petty cash. *** I shuddered in shock as she stretched and grabbed my dick through my pants, I coughed, focusing my attention on the carpet. The stale country music blasted through the speakers, a bit on the nose since the tight shorts and white shirts already gave it away that it was a country club. “You’ve been scarce. No one can satisfy me the way you do,” Bianca said, leaning into my ear. Her hot breath fanned my face, making me squirm and itch. I swallowed the tight knot that formed in my throat. “School,” I whispered. She ran her tongue along the side of my face. I stopped myself from gagging, her breath was putrid. She pulled away and led me toward a group of men by the bar. “Yeah, I heard about the spike in the price of food, how is that...” his voice faded as I tried to stop my hands from swatting hers away. “Him? He’s a good boy, he likes it,” she pulled away then smacked my ass, grabbing a handful and tugging at it. I winced, shutting my eyes tightly. The group before me chuckled as she held me and led me to another set. “There’s someone who is eager to meet you, Seth. I have been telling him an awful lot about you, lately.”Seth“We’re uncovering more details about the alleged death of the business mogul, Edward Langston. A source revealed to us that Edward had a guest just before he was found dead. This g-”I turned the television off, my image glaring back at me from the darkened screen. It got worse and worse each day. These people never stopped, they continued to bore holes underground and one day, they may find out that I was with him. His guards knew where I fucking lived, they knew I was the last person to be in there with him.It felt like I was sitting on a ticking bomb, just waiting and praying that it doesn’t explode just yet. My alarm blared loudly, yanking me back to reality. I was hours up before the alarm had gone. I knew I looked like a mess: my hair stuck all over the place like I had just finished skydiving, the black spot had taken residence underneath my swollen eyelids.My entire body yearned for rest, not sleep punctured by the jarring images of Edward’s still, unmoving, pale body o
SethMy fingers felt cold against his skin. I could hear my heart slamming violently against my chest, my head swelling with the blood that threatened to burst out of my ears.“No, no, no” I mumbled in terror as I pressed two cold fingers to the side of his neck searching for a pulse. That was where the pulse was, right? Fuck! How do I do CPR, what do I do? My hands quivered as I grabbed my phone and dialed 9-1-1.I clammed on my fingernails, silencing my clattering teeth as I told them what happened and described where I was before ending the call. I couldn’t stay here, what if they thought I killed him? I didn’t poison him or anything, fuck was I going to jail?My eyes prickled with tears as I pulled my clothes and gathered my items from the room. I stood by the door, waiting for a few seconds, maybe this was all a game, a prank. The tear slipped from my eyes when his chest didn’t swell like it hadn’t for the past minutes.I walked briskly into the elevator and pushed the button to
SethI gasped.“And where did you get those things from?” he pointed toward the bags on the floor.My tongue felt like lead, swollen toward the roof of my mouth.“Uh, I went out with a friend,” I said casually to make it seem unimportant. I looked at the door I had unlocked and back at August. “How did you get in?”“What friend is this?” his voice was clipped.“Just a friend, August,” I responded curtly.He chuckled and shook his head, “When did you make this friend…” he put them in air quotes, “…that I don’t know about? Why is this friend buying this amount of things for you? And were you with this friend all weekend?”His voice was beginning to ascend into new levels.“Bring your voice down,” I whispered fiercely.“How many times have I asked you out on a date, Seth?” I knew it was coming to this.“Not this again, August,” I rolled my eyes.“Oh, now I’m boring you? Because I want to take my boyfriend on a date in public, hold hands with him… fucking eat in public, I am boring?” I co
Seth“Edward, so glad you could make it,” Bianca said as she wrapped her arm around my waist. I scanned the man before me: the way his lean muscles pushed against his tight vest, the buttons of his crisp white shirt were undone revealing the pecs he must have worked out for. He had a streak of white hair running along the sides, but that wasn’t even the most attractive thing about him, it was his blue eyes.“What are we doing here?” I whispered fiercely to Bianca. She ignored me and continued to talk to Edward while I stood there like a doll, waiting for her to take me to the client that I had.“He’s all yours, Ed,” she pushed me in his direction before she turned and left. I stood, frozen to the spot. She knew I didn’t really like male clients because it felt like a breach of the relationship I had with August. Of course, he didn’t know what I did for money, but still, men just made it too real.At least, I could fake it with women.“Sit, boy, I don’t bite, unless you want me to,” h
Seth.“Fuck, you’re so tight,” August breathed into my ears as his hips found its rhythm. He moved slickly: an in and out motion before he did his special move he loved to call the ‘twist special’ where he rotated his hips before plunging deeper.I could smell the cologne he loved to use and he knew I love, but something about it tonight just felt off.“Do you love it?” He groaned, increasing the pace of his thrusts.“Yeah,” I replied dully, willing myself to at least enjoy it. The ceiling looked unusually pale today, as if the whiteness was thinning. A testament to the fact that I lacked the finances to get it fixed.I sighed as I panned my view to something that would stimulate me.August hooked his hand around my knee, pushing it further till I folded in half like a pretzel. It gave him a better thrusting point, so he said. I sighed once more as he pulled out completely and shoved himself into me.He lasted longer than I thought he would, what time was it anyway? I flung my eyes to