Jude
On Saturday, it was my day with the car. So I took it to Layla’s house to check in before her date. She was more relaxed than I thought. I greeted her family, then helped her pick out an outfit for tonight.
She doesn’t know where he’s taking her, but I’m assuming it can’t be anything fancy. Either way, she’s good to go. We talked the morning away then I returned home for lunch.
My father was not so pleased with my brother returning home from his date yesterday at the crack of dawn. He pushes his luck, if you ask me. Not that I think the time in which he returns home has any bearing in what he does on their dates.
Anyway, not my problem. My punishment is having Dragomir sleeping in our house tonight. I wish my brother had better taste in friendship, but then again he would have to be a decent person to attract a better quality of human beings. I mean werewolves.
I should go out tonight, but my friend is busy and there’s no other person I'm close to. I like Kingsley but we’re not particularly friends. He’s just a really nice kid.
I barricaded myself inside my room for the night, only leaving it to have dinner. I didn’t want to face Jalensky, who was all smiles before my parents like he was an angel. Right. *eye roll*
We bumped into each other in the corridor upstairs on my way to the bathroom. He smiled at me and I ignored his presence. I need to take my shower before I crash for the night.
The last text I got from Lay, she was on her way to the country club, a fancy establishment for the movers and shakers of town. I’m impressed by him. I didn’t even know he had a membership, though he belongs to the third most powerful family of the pack. Behind mine and the Ashmores.
I had dozed off for a second with the TV still on when I was awakened by a sudden presence in my room. I was shocked to see Jalensky there standing beside my bed.
“What are you doing here? Are you lost?” - I asked him, perplexed by the tall figure. I’m not short, but I was lying on my bed so he looked like a giant from that angle.
“Hi there, Jude. I just came to pay you a little visit.” - He smiled at me with a naughty grin and I gasped in shock.
“You can go back to my brother’s room. I’m not interested, thank you very much.” - I said, dismissively.
Without ceremony, he towered my body with his on the bed. His head came within an inch of mine.
“What are you doing, Jalensky? Get off of me! Get out of my room!” - I ordered, annoyed at him.
“Isn’t that what you like, fairy? I know you’re into it!” - His breath fanned my face as he spoke with a maniac smile.
“I don’t! Get off of me or I’ll scream!” - I threatened him, angrily.
I was just about to push him off my bed when he grabbed my wrist and twisted it, making me roll over on the bed as he pinned my arm behind my back forcibly.
Panic flashed before my eyes as I faced down the bed immobile. He grabbed the other hand and pinned it behind my back as well.
“You can scream all you like, fag! This room is soundproof. I can do whatever I want with you and nobody will hear about it!” - He menaced with a devious grin as I squirmed under his control to set myself free.
All rooms are soundproof because of our wolf hearing, otherwise none of us would be able to sleep from the slightest noise outside.
“Release me! You won’t get away with this! I’m telling you right now!” - I screamed in a mixture of panic and despair.
“Why? Are you going to whine like a little bitch? Who’s gonna believe you, faggot? They’ll say you wanted this.” - He taunted me, still keeping me pinned down on the bed with his body over mine.
“Please, Dragomir. I’m asking you nicely. Go away now and I won’t report you.” - I pleaded, fearfully.
“Call me Dragon, bitch!” - He said as he held my wrists with his hand and used the free one to pull my sweat pants down.
“Stop it right now! PLEASE!” - I begged him, desperation sinking in as I heard him dropping his pants.
“You’re gonna take it like the bitch you are!” - He exclaimed, before pushing himself into me. A tear escaped my eyes at the pain of the unwelcome intrusion.
After he was fully inserted, he pulled back for a second only to thrust himself deeper into me. I was beside myself at this point, feeling like an out of body experience.
“You like it that way, don’t you? You like it up your ass, huh fag?” - He continued as he thrusts in and out of me with purpose. My hands were still pinned against my back and all I could do at this time was to suffer in silence.
Jalensky thrusts his large penis deep inside of me, taking pleasure in my submission. In and out, I can feel his excitement as he penetrates me all the while belittling me with derogatory words.
One final push and he coats my inside with his heavy load, moaning in pleasure as he dominates me. I can feel his body trembling as he releases his pent up sexual desire in me.
After he’s done, he releases my wrists and I use a rag to clean myself up. Dragomir rolls over the bed and lays down relaxed with the lower half of his body naked.
Once I’m cleanse of his remains, I turned to him and grabbed his neck with a tight grip. My eyes glowed in rage.
“You have some nerve, Jalensky!” - I shouted while my hand gripped his throat tightly.
Momentarily, he used his own hands to get mine off of his neck. As he did it, I got on top of him with a threatening gaze. He gasped for air as he managed to disengage me from his neck.
He looked spooked as I sat on top of his stomach, maniacally smiling at him.
“You wanted the Alpha? Here you have, bitch! Now you’ll do what I command!” - I announced, though he wasn’t trying to get me off of him.
“Yes, Alpha.” - He replied, not a shred of the boy who just now was dominating me like a mighty predator.
I got off of him and sat down on the bed. I grabbed the nape of his neck and guided him towards my crotch.
“Suck my cock, bitch!” - I commanded and he did as told.
He opened his mouth and engulfed my length, slurping it like an ice cream. I controlled his movements with my hand on the back of his neck, forcing him to take as much of my shaft as he could without gagging.
I made him lick my cock, from the base to the tip. Up and down slowly as my hard member twitched at the pleasure.
He then lapped at my balls, sending my body into overdrive. His tongue played with my testicles as I relished in the soft contact.
He returned to my awaiting, precum leaking cock to engulf it with pleasure. He sucked it with delight as my hand guided his actions.
It didn't take me long until I coated his throat with my juice as he sucked it off till the last drop.
I released all my frustrations as Jalensky swallowed it with no other alternative as my strong hand forced him to take it all in.
Though to be fair he wasn't putting up much of a fight. After I was satisfied, I released my control of him and he looked at me like a lost puppy.
"I'm sorry if I came on too strong tonight. I obviously never meant to actually hurt you." - He apologized with remorse in his tone.
"It's fine, I didn't say the safe word. But you could have used the lube on my nightstand. It is there for a reason. I don't like spit as a lubricant." - I said, annoyed at his lack of bedside manners.
"I know, I'm sorry. I think I got too much into the character." - He snickered, playfully.
"You can say that again…" - I rolled my eyes, annoyed at him.
"Do you want to get revenge on my ass?" - He proposed with a naughty grin.
"I don't know. What time is it?" - I tried to look for the clock to check it out.
"It's just past 1 a.m." - He informed me, looking at his wrist watch.
"In that case, I think we have time." - I smiled mischievously at him.
Jalensky takes off his shirt and lies down on his stomach. Hot damn! He has such a meaty ass, I couldn't resist a slap.
"This is for not using a lube." - I declared as I slapped his meaty cheeks.
"Punish me, Alpha." - He begged me, naughtily.
I slapped his ass once again.
"This is for coming on too strong. You have a big dick, you need to be careful with it." - I declared as he smiled with his face on my pillow and backside arched back.
"Now you'll learn how it's supposed to be done, bitch!" - I stated, grabbing the bottle of lubricant from my nightstand.
I jammed his hole with a handful of lube, but did so delicately that he moaned as my fingers penetrated him.
It didn't take more than the view of his perfectly chiseled body arched up for me to take him to get hard again.
I positioned myself at his entrance and pulled his ass towards me, penetrating him gently as he should have done with me.
I fucked him like he wants, dominating his cheeks with hunger as my hard cock took possession of his welcoming round ass.
I pounded my way into the night and when the clock was ticking two in the morning, I deposited my load into him, just the way he likes it.
Afterwards, I rolled over on the bed to lay beside him for a minute.
"I thought you were never gonna finish." - He snickered, cleaning himself up.
I smiled as he said that, turning to his side as he cleaned up.
"I had a lot of pent up frustration to get off tonight." - I declared, breathing out a sigh.
"Tell me about it! That fling with Rachel barely scratched the surface… I hope she's not my mate because there'll be a lot of ground to cover if she is." - He confessed, feeling frustrated.
I glared daggers at him.
"Can you not talk about your little conquests while you’re in bed with me? It's bad enough I have to share you with the female student body." - I grunted in annoyance, really pissed off at him.
Jalensky tossed the rag he was cleaning himself aside and turned to me smiling in a condescending expression.
"Oh poor boy. Don't tell me you were jealous of her…" - He touched my face, making me gaze upon him as he pity stared at me.
"I'm not jealous of anything! I just don't need to hear about it. Save it for your bros." - I snarled, angrily. Of course I'm jealous! Are you freaking kidding me?
He kissed me for a minute before speaking again.
"Sorry, J. I have to keep up appearances. I can't seem to be denying the ladies of my company." - He explained, as if I needed to be told again. I know the drill. This isn't a new thing.
"Good for them. It's time for you to leave now. You still have to take a shower first." - I declared, yet bothered by the whole thing.
Lucky for him, unless the house is catching fire, my parents never leave their suite in the middle of the night. Not only do they have their own bathroom, but also a fully stocked mini fridge, a walk-in closet, even a laptop table. They also have a home theater system installed for their entertainment.
Quentin is out cold after a couple of beers and he rarely wakes up in the middle of the night. So the coast is usually cleared. All he needs to do is clean off my scent of him.
Properly, I mean. And so do I. Werewolves are scent oriented animals. If they catch any post coitus action, you're done for. Unless you want them to, which we don't. Especially him.
"Alright, princess. Don't need to throw me out. I can take a hint." - He snickered, getting up from the bed.
"Don't call me that!" - I raised my voice reprehensibly at him.
He collected his clothes from the floor, then leaned in on the bed, getting close to me.
"Sorry. See you tomorrow, Alpha." - He whispered in my ear, then kissed me.
I hate so much that I'm such a wimp for him. I should not accept this type of relationship - if I could call it that at all, which I don't. Neither does he, by the way.
What I should be getting is a proper boyfriend, someone to love me out in the open. In front of everyone, the same privilege my brother has.
Why can't I have that?
If only…
Jalensky left my room for the bathroom and I turned around on the bed. I feel glad to have had the company for however short it was, but I couldn't help but feel sad as well.
It's ironic that I have the "privilege" of having sex with someone in my room - something my brother never had with my parents here - but somehow I still feel shortchanged by the whole thing.
I mean, the sex was good. For the most part, it was great - when he wasn't fantasizing about raping me.
I just feel empty inside. Even though I should feel great about the two for one special. It's not like I didn't get something out of it like some straight type boys who get their rocks off and leave the gays hanging.
I did get what I wanted as well. It's a two way street. But I feel dirty, shameful. Nothing I should be feeling after an amazing sex.
Or at least, I don't think so. I'm pretty sure that's not what my brother feels when he's with Cassie, not that I want to think about that right now.
Anyway, it is what it is. At least I have that.
It's not like anyone else is vying for my company. It's just sad that this is all I can get before I'm mated while most people have fulfilling relationships.
I never even kissed anybody out in the open. I wonder what that'd be like…
I ended up sleeping naked and waking up late on Sunday. Fortunately, my parents aren't strict on schedule on the weekends and they let me sleep in.
I wrapped myself in a towel and walked straight to the bathroom to take a shower. Afterwards, I get downstairs to eat something. I'm pretty hungry from all the late night exercise.
My parents were already cooking lunch as I poured some cereal in a bowl with milk. They asked me how my evening was and I told them it was fine, uneventful.
Jalensky and my brother were in his room doing whatever straight people do when they're together.
After I ate, I called Layla to hear all about her date with Blaine. She was still giddy with excitement as she told me all about her magical night at the country club.
Apparently the date went fantastic. I was so happy for her albeit a tad jealous. She's getting what she deserves while I have a secret fling with a guy who treats me poorly when we're not together. And that’s an understatement.
A|N: Oh you wanted a twist, huh? It’s twisted alright… *gasps*
Like I said from the beginning, this is a departure from me. In many ways.
But as I said before, I’m only doing this so I can shake things up.
Love,
Léo.
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