Crashing Hearts- The Complete Series by Zane Menzy

Author:Zane Menzy [Menzy, Zane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-05-09T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN:

Loose Lips, Sink Ships

“I know you have a big cock,” Todd said, his eyes narrowing forebodingly. “I seen it myself last weekend while it was pounding poor old Fatty Matty’s arsehole.” Todd stared down at Damon and raised his eyebrows. “You were pretty fucking brutal, bro.”

Damon stopped struggling, his body going limp.

“Yep. Couldn’t believe it at first. Here’s my best mate, ploughing his cock inside another dude.” Todd said crassly.

Damon stared up, blinking. He took a moment to gather his thoughts. “You’re fucking dreaming, Todd. You didn’t see shit.”

Todd chuckled, shaking his head. “Nuh uh, Damo. I saw you at the party behind that tree. And from what I could tell, you and Matty boy were having a gay old time.” He puckered his lips and blew a patronising kiss at Damon. “Didn’t know you had a thing for the boys. No wonder you went straight for my nuts before.”

“I don’t have a fucking thing for guys,” Damon snapped back. He had never felt so emasculated in all his life. Pinned under someone taking great joy in rubbing a secret truth in his face. “You’re fucking dreaming, Todd.”

“Am I?” Todd laughed. “So, I was just dreaming then after I’d finished fucking Emily in my car and went to take a piss by the trees? You know, at the end of the path by the barn?” He winked at Damon letting him know he knew. “And fuck me. There was you fucking that trashy prick Andrews.” Todd bit down on his lip, grinning. “So, how was he Damo? Did he take it better than Zoe?”

Damon’s eyes glowered resentfully. He couldn’t break free and was being force-fed a humiliating bite of humble pie. “Stop talking shit, Todd.”

“You’d know a thing or two about shit, wouldn’t you Damon? Considering there’s enough of it on the end of your dick.”

Damon lay there, not struggling, no fight in him. The wind had been knocked out of his sails. “You said any hole’s a goal, right?”

“I did. But I really didn’t mean that kind of hole, Damo.” Todd laughed. He looked down at a defeated Damon and smiled condescendingly. He let go of Damon’s hands and slapped him gently on the cheek. “But hey, good for you for embracing your fag side, Damo.”

“I’m not a fag,” Damon whispered.

Todd tilted his head, giving Damon a curious look. “But you fucked a guy in the arse, Damo. I think that might make you more than a little queer, mate.”

“I’m not queer,” Damon groaned.

“Keep telling yourself that. You’re probably getting hard from me sitting on you like this.” Todd leant down and breathed sexily over Damon’s face. “I bet you wish you could fuck me, don’t you?”

Damon smiled. “Grab my cock then if you’re that fucking interested to see if I’m hard.”

“I fucking knew it! You are dying to fuck me.” He shook his head, laughing smugly. “In your dreams, buddy.”

“Is it?” Damon said, grinning.

Todd bit his lip, looking lost in thought. His hand disappeared behind his back, its destination revealed when Damon felt Todd grab his knee and gently squeeze.

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