“I what?When?”That is not a conversation we’ve ever had.Something is screwy here, beyond the obvious fact that I’m being roughly manhandled by a guy intent on shoving his cock into me.
“I don’t do penetration.Not with me on the receiving end.”
“You said you’d say that too.”
“Whaaat!”I’d seriously remember having a conversation like that.It’s not like I advertise my preferences.Only someone who’d suggested it and whom I’d rebuked would know, and things didn’t pan out that way between us in Tahiti.Whit was all for being in the middle, and Adam more or less volunteered to bottom.Adam coming anywhere near my arse was never even mentioned as a possibility.Right now, it’s bad enough having him between my legs and in my face.
There’s not space to take a decent swing at him, and I’m honestly not sure he’d notice even if I hit him square in the face.Besides, putting up a fight is just as likely to turn him on.I know how this works.I’m not naïve to the ways of the world.
“Adam, there are several hundred people right out there in the club.Are you sure you want to do this?Don’t you think someone might have noticed you forcing me back here?”
“Everyone knows you screw at parties, Dylan.”
“I’m not consenting to this.”
“Of course not.”
The rising panic itching away inside of me becomes increasingly manic.Why isn’t he hearing me?
“I mean, I’m really not.We’re not having sex of any sort.”
“I get it, okay.I got all your messages.I know how you want to play this.It’s all right, Dylan.I’m going to give you exactly what you asked for.”
What I need is for him to get off me, so I can get out of this place and find out what the heck he’s done to Kira.She’d better be fine, or I’m going to smash his pretty nose to pieces.
Somehow as we tussle, we end up on the floor, Adam over me, and around me, breath in my face, and his hands everywhere.How can he manage to be holding me down, and still have a hand free to palm my tackle?
Shock locks up my limbs, and a despairing groan wheedles its way from my lungs and crawls up my throat, as his palm encompasses my cock.I hate that noise and everything it’s ever represented.I hate that being pinned instinctively makes my body ache in anticipation.
“Yeah.”His breath is burning.“See, there’s no denying how much you want it.Just look at how crazy stiff you are.Dylan Drake’s going to see his rattlesnake quake.”
Holy shit!It’s such an odd, stupid little rhyme, so as to be memorable.
It’s him!Adam’s the one behind all the shit that’s been going down?Those stupid words were part of the very first godawful note I received.I’m so stunned by the confirmation of the connection that I momentarily freeze, thus allowing him the chance to unzip my fly and drag my trousers half off.
His hand wraps around my length.
“So fucking hard.I like that.”
You like it.You want it.Don’t you boy?
“Don’t do this.”
“Don’t you pretend you don’t want it.I know the truth.I know all about you, you filthy faggot.Do you think I do this for the fun of it?Do you think I enjoy soiling myself with you?Someone has to do it.Someone has to lead you to the right path.That’s why I do this Dylan, to set you straight.”
Like my jerk of a stepfather was ever going to stop, even if I hadn’t come every bloody time he ground his dick into my arse.He enjoyed kicking the shit out of me only marginally less than he enjoyed screwing me.The man was completely bent and homophobic to the core.His demons were eating him, so he made like they were mine and he was doing the Lord’s justice curing me of my unnaturalness.
But just because I got hard every time he raped me doesn’t mean I liked what he did.Nor does it mean I care for or am going to quietly accept what Adam’s attempting either.
“You do this and I will destroy you.It’ll be like you never even had a career.I swear the moment you are off me I will go out there and tell every person at that party what you’ve just done.”
“What?”
Finally, maybe I’m getting through.
“You’re making a mistake, Adam, a serious fucking mistake.Do you think anyone is ever going to employ you after I tell them you assaulted me?”
“You asked for this.This was your idea,” he spits, every bit as pissed off as I am.
