Bruising Love by Adara Wolf

Author:Adara Wolf [Wolf, Adara]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Tags: m/m, gay, yakuza, interracial, violence, kink, abuse
Published: 2021-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

Drunk sex wasn’t very good, Jay realized, between both of their lack of coordination and Peter constantly stopping to laugh about something, but after Peter got his cock in Jay, it didn’t matter much anymore. There was no rhythm to their movements, but at least every touch made the old bruises ache.

It wasn’t enough pain. It was never enough. Frustrated tears started to build up.

“Hurt me,” Jay growled, pushing back to meet Peter’s thrust. “Scratch me, bite me, I don’t care what.”

Peter only leaned forward and kissed Jay’s shoulder. “Fuck, man, I’m not into that. Just enjoy yourself.”

Jay couldn’t enjoy himself like this, but he gave up on doing much of anything. When Peter came in his ass—of course they’d forgotten a condom—Jay reached down to jerk himself desperately, so he could get off before Peter pulled out.

Orgasm remained out of reach, though, and Peter collapsed onto the bed, pulling Jay into his embrace. Jay was too tired to move away. He stopped jerking himself and waited while his cock slowly went soft.

“I think it’d be hot if we did a three-way.” Peter yawned loudly, then continued, “With Becca. She’s not a bad lay at all. Total freak in the bed.”

“I’m gay,” Jay answered automatically. “I don’t want to fuck Becca.”

“Damn. Okay.”

Jay waited for Peter to say more, but Peter’s breathing evened out. He’d fallen asleep.

Now would be a good time to leave the party. He’d gotten his unsatisfying sex, the alcohol buzz was wearing off, and Becca would probably be high out of her mind and needed to be taken home. He’d probably stay the night at Becca’s, shower at the gym, get to his work shift, and…

And nothing. There was nothing else.

Jay wanted to check his phone, but his pants were around his ankles. He could contort himself to grab it, but his limbs didn’t want to cooperate. He couldn’t say he was fucked out, but he was just tired in general.

He was drifting, building up to moving and maybe joining people in the living room again, when he heard a loud, “What the fuck?”

Jay lifted his head to look in the direction of the door. Becca was standing there, a glass of something in her hand. In the dim light, it was hard to tell what state she was in, but given what kind of party it was, she’d probably done enough coke to be close to an overdose.

“Hey,” Jay said, waving half-heartedly. “Sorry. I’ll get my pants on.” He rolled to his side and went through the excruciating process of trying to shimmy both underwear and jeans up.

When his pants were halfway up his thighs, a glass hit the wall behind him and shattered. He yelled and rolled up, but some of the glass shards caught his arm. Next to him, Peter startled awake with a loud yelp.

“What the fuck!” Becca shouted. She looked absolutely livid. “You fucked my boyfriend?”

Her… boyfriend? Jay glanced over his shoulder at Peter. “Yeah? I guess? But y’know. Everybody’s drunk or high.

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