Chapter 10.

Psychotic thoughts.

¿A nice experience? ¿Was Cristian capable of accepting a nice experience?, He probably wouldn't even know how to act normally in the act, because his rectum hurt and burned so much, and since it was completely swollen around Fred, he would immediately realize that Cristian had lied to him about saving himself until marriage, that request had come at the worst possible time and Cristian was practically breaking down his brain to know how to act, it wasn't as if he had never seen any adult video, but one thing is acting and another thing is real life, the expressions are not the same as those in adult videos, and no matter how accommodating and understanding he was, any man would react very badly to a lie exposed.

It seemed that only his head was making noise and the unpleasant flowers did nothing, but remind him of the events that had happened in the last few days. In a fit of rage, annoyance and Christian frustration he grabbed all the flowers and put them in the garden and set them on fire, staying to see how each one of them was consumed until they were reduced to ashes, but he could not calm down. 

What he could feel inside was that he had failed; he did not feel well and simply wanted to disappear.

 He never wanted to meet Jackson again in his life and he did not want to hurt Fred's heart. It was like being between a rock and a hard place with no escape and cornered between two worlds...

The next day,  the gifts did not stop arriving at her residence from both men: Fred sent her stuffed animals and chocolates, while Jackson sent flowers and gold chains. Cristian received the gifts, but he kept them inside a suitcase and burned the flowers, that man was a cynic, what he wanted was to remind him daily of that horrible act, his hands could not take it anymore, every day he rubbed his skin hard trying to erase the marks that Jackson had left on his body, it was so painful that his skin turned red and burned begging him to stop, but Cristian really did not want to stop, he could not stop, he was afraid of waking up in the middle of the night and the man was on top of him doing whatever he wanted, he felt a shiver run through his body just thinking about the terrifying presence of that savage, so he tried to concentrate only on the beautiful memories he had with Fred like the first time they met when he was still a minor, the first time they kissed secretly while the classroom had emptied, the way so tenderly he used to take his hand and caress it so he would not feel alone: ​​they were precious memories they had together, but as he relaxed among that loving delight, fragments of the memories he had with Fred were lost in his heart. 

Encounters with Jackson invaded his mind and ruined the moment and his calm, it was not right for that man to get into his thoughts, it was as if he was inside his skin, and finally, sleeping he got what he wanted so much, but he didn't know that someone else was in the room sitting watching him and taking pictures of him while he rested peacefully.

¿Why did they have to get to this point?