Date: Fri, 30 Dec 2011 22:09:56 -0700
From: Matt Davidson <m-davidson@hotmail.ca>
Subject: No Control, Part 6

Should you reading this? This story contains descriptions of sexual
interactions between consenting males and if it's illegal where you are then,
don't do it! If someone says you can't and doesn't have a good reason however,
then I quote my favourite author on this site, "Fuck Em" try it, you
never know! I do occasionally use derogatory terminology in my work, and I
apologize if this causes offence to anyone. It's not meant that way at all.
Also sorry for any spelling mistakes, I get a little dyslexic at times.


No Control: Part 6


MAX

The next morning found me asleep on the bench where Alexis and I had spoke
the previous night, before she had left me to my thoughts and gone to get a
few more hours of sleep before our big day. I woke with a start, and from
the lack of noise coming from inside the house, it appeared I was the only
one up. I took a deep breath and let me thoughts return to last
night. Maybe Lex was right, and I shouldn't be so scared and on edge all
the time.

Yeah, that was it. I needed to just loosen up a little. I decided that
today, I wouldn't think twice about the past, just live in the moment and
have some fun. I smiled and stood, then quietly made my way back down to
Dans room. He lay on his stomach, his breathing steady and deep, with his
hair disheveled and a peaceful expression on his face. I went and gently
sat down on the bed next to him and placed my fingertips at the base of his
neck, before slowly trailing them down his back and over his firm bubble
but. Goosebumps arose on his flesh from my touch, and he shivered in his
sleep before rolling over and looking up at me.

"Morning, stud." He said groggily. I smiled and leaned down and kissed
him. He wrapped his arms around my midsection and pulled me on top of him,
and I felt his eager hard on pressing into my crotch.

I firmly removed myself from his grasp and chuckled at the sight of him
with his dick in the air and a pouty expression on his face.

"Come on Casanova, time to get out of bed! We have a lot of stuff to do
today, like our graduation ceremony.  Which starts in a little over an hour
if you hadn't noticed."

Dans eyes widened and he leapt from bed and ran to the bathroom to start
getting ready. I went and laid out the clothes we were going to wear to the
ceremony and tidied his room a little, then heard him step out of the
shower and went inside to take my turn. When I walked in Dan was naked and
at the mirror fussing with his hair. I quietly closed the door behind me
and took off my shirt before walking up behind him and wrapping my arms
around his stomach and resting my chin on his shoulder.

Dan smiled and gently turned around in my arms. He looked down and
grinned. "You can't shower with pants on, let me help you with that." He
sank down to his knees and slowly undid my pants and lowered them to the
floor, leaving me standing in my boxers with my pants around my
ankles. Leaning into me, he grasped the elastic band of my underwear with
his teeth and pulled them down to join my pants. When he brought his head
back up he looked at my dangling cock in mock astonishment.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet and-"

I laughed and pulled him up to a standing position and gave him a quick
peck on the lips.

"You are SOOO counterproductive!"  I slipped out of his grasp and jumped
into the shower after kicking my pants and boxers free. I smiled as the hot
water ran down my body, and thought that tonight I would definitely have to
try some of the things I wanted too.

DAN

Good god this was boring. The ceremony this morning had been uneventful,
the usual catholic church `god will guide you in your path' stuff, with 500
graduates baking to death in the thick black gowns we had to wear. And now
we were at the `walking the stage part' where we got to sit and wait for 5
hours for our 12 seconds of fame as we crossed the stage ourselves. I
glanced over my shoulder and saw Max sitting a few rows back from me. He
smiled and gave a little wave. I sighed. Only a few more hours and we would
be free from school forever and partying it up.

True to this thought, three hours later, Alexis and I were waiting for Max
to finish changing so we could head out. Our school was hosting a party,
but since none of us were overly popular, we had opted to hit the clubs for
a night of actual fun. Max finally finished in the bathroom and we headed
out to the front of my house and hoped into my car. We would be taking a
cab back, but driving to the club to save a little money.

A short while later we all piled out of the car in front of the newest gay
bar in town. None of us had ever been, and we were all excited to check it
out. We walked in and made a B-line for the bar, where Max ordered a beer,
I got a martini and Lex settled with her usual rum and coke. The first
little while passed without incident as we waited for the club to populate
a little, and we sat in a booth just enjoying each other's company. Once
the dance floor wasn't so barren, we took to the lights and music, and
passed an awesome few hours dancing away the night. Max wasn't a great
dancer to begin with, and the fact that he was getting a little tipsy from
his few drinks made it almost comical, and me and Lex enjoyed some good
natured sarcasm at his expense. He laughed and went along with it, and we
were having a great time. Then Mark walked in.

Mark was probably the guy I had dated the longest in my life, and our
relationship had spanned almost a year together, I had even been
unofficially living with him for a good portion of it. He was 23, and
worked as a security guard at a local mall. He was about 6'2", and built
like a Mack truck. I had seen him bench almost 300lbs. He noticed me and
waved, then started making his way over to us.

My issue there was... well me and Mark had never REALLY broken up. Like, we
weren't so much together anymore... but we still messed around a bit. And
Mark couldn't know I was with Max, and the music was WAY too loud to
explain anything. Mark finally made his way to me and sidled right up
beside me, brushing past Max. He slid his hands up my torso and bent in and
kissed my neck and I winced. Over his shoulder I could see the confused
expression on Max's face, and the hurt in his eyes. Those obvious emotions
were quickly swept away by something that didn't grace Max's face nearly as
often however. Anger. I quickly pushed Mark away and motioned everyone to
go outside. The tension as we made the short walk across the club was
almost palpable, and I worried that Max and Mark would get into it before I
ever got the chance to offer explanations. We arrived outside without
incident however and I quickly spoke before anyone else could open their
mouths.

"Mark. Yeah... Hi. Look, I'd like you to meet someone. This is Max, my
boyfriend." I put emphasis on the word boyfriend to try and get the idea
that I wasn't available across. Mark was big, but not overly
intelligent. He surprised me however with his answer.

"Ahh that would explain some things. Hi Max" he extended his hand for a
shake and Max grudgingly accepted it. I could tell by Marks bulging bicep
that he was trying to crush Maxs hand into dust, but Max made no obvious
sign of discomfort whatsoever. "I'm glad you found a steady guy Dan. Me and
Dan were together for awhile, but we weren't right for each other and it
disintegrated into a friends with benefits kinda thing. Sorry about inside
Mac. Here let me buy you all a drink in way of apology." I tried to smile
reassuringly at Max but all I got in return was a frown. This relationship
shit was hard.



MAX

Dan went in the door first, and Mark followed, with me close behind. I
couldn't even think of anything to say aside from to mumble "It's not
Mac... it's Max." I had never felt so unsure in my life, and I didn't know
how I was going to go through the rest of the night with Mark hovering
around, since he obviously didn't plan on going anywhere.

The hours dragged by, and I had stopped drinking shortly after Mark showed
up. Dan however, this guy who I thought I loved and who I assumed loved me,
he was drunk. And talking to Mark an awful lot, way more than he was
talking to me in fact. He had even gone to sit next to him in the booth we
had obtained, leaving me with Alexis. Lex was starring daggers at Dan
across the table, but he was all eyes for Mark. I could see why, the guy
was a looker to be sure, but hadn't Dan been professing his undying love
all day? I decided I needed a breath of fresh air and told Alexis as much,
and she nodded and motioned that she would follow.

Outside, Alexis tried to do her best to console me.

"He's just isn't thinking straight right now, don't think he would do
anything to jeopardize what you two have. He loves you Max."

I looked down and took a long drag on my smoke before meeting her eyes and
pasting on a fake smile.

"Yeah, it's nothing I bet. Mark will probably leave soon anyways."

We stood outside in awkward silence for a little while before I threw away
the remainder of my cigarette and started back inside.

The atmosphere that I had found fun and exciting a few hours ago was now
just dingy and unwelcoming. I fought my way back to the table where we had
left Dan and mark but they were nowhere to be found. I looked at Alexis and
she shrugged to say she had no ideas. We marched to the stairs that led to
the downstairs portion of the nightclub and the bathrooms.

Now when we had first come here, Dan warned me about the men's bathroom. If
you had to piss or preen and primp yourself in the mirror, you went to the
ladies washroom. If you met a special friend you'd like to get to know
better, then you headed to the men's side. Needless to say, I had never set
foot inside the men's washroom. We looked around for Daniel for about half
an hour and checked everywhere. he wasn't answering his phone, and none of
the bartenders had seen him in awhile. I caught sight of one of the bussers
that Dan had seemed familiar with earlier and made my way to him.

"Have you seen Dan recently?"

"Yeah honey, he went out the back door with some hunk a while ago. Wouldn't
be the first time naughty things happened in that back alley. Why I
remember this one time I-"

I walked away and rushed to the backdoor and threw it open. My heart hit
the bottom of my chest. Dan was leaned over a garbage can with his pants
around his ankles and Mark looked like he was just about to slide himself
into Daniel's opening. I felt my facade of calm stoicism break and I
covered the distance between them and I in seconds.

DAN

After Max and Alexis left, I felt a little awkward sitting there with my
old ex and long time fuck buddy. He said something and I couldn't hear him
over the music so I gestured to the backdoor where we could talk in
private.

I knew I had to talk to him, Mark wouldn't leave me alone until I made
things crystal clear to him, and even then he might still pursue the
issue. We made our way through the crowd and walked into the cool night air
behind the club. It was technically an "employee only" exit, but I used it
all the time.

"Look Mark, we can't-"

Suddenly he was so close, I could smell his cologne and feel his warmth. He
was hot, there was no denying that, but he had nothing on Max. Besides,
what I felt with max was real and lasting, Mark was a fling at best.

"Just stop dude, back off and listen."

Mark did not comply, and only got all the closer.

"I know you want it Dan, I can see it in your eyes. Just give in, the thug
doesn't ever have to know what happens between us out here."

"Mark seriously, back the fuck off." I tried to back up but there was a
garbage can in my way. He kept getting closer and closer until I could
smell his breath. It reeked of alcohol, nothing like Max's always minty
fresh breath. When it became obvious to me that Mark wasn't going to go
away, I decided to lash out. I had seen Max level guys with one hit the
chest, and all I needed to do was get him away from me long enough to run
back inside the crowded club.

I clenched my fist and swung as hard as I could for his face, connecting
solidly with his jaw. I felt at least two of my fingers break and he barely
moved his head. A scream started to erupt from my lips from the pain, but
he quickly shoved hand over my mouth. He drew back his fist and hit me
square in the face, and I felt my nose crunch under the blow. I staggered
away and fell onto the garbage can, very much dazed and out of it. I felt
him unbutton my pants and pull them down roughly. Then he was groping my
ass through my boxer briefs. I tried to struggle but a wave of nausea
leveled me again. His hand went into my underwear and I felt them tighten,
then a searing pain in my balls as he ripped them off. He reached around
and roughly shoved the sweaty garment into my mouth far enough down that I
had to breathe through my nose, which I couldn't do because of the blood
flowing freely from it. Right before I passed out, I felt something
pressing against my asshole, and all I could think of was what Max would
think.

MAX

In the 3.4 seconds it took me to cross the alley, I noticed quite a few
things. Mostly the blood, all of it coming from Dan's face. I saw that he
was totally immobile, not so much as a breath. I saw that there was
something stuffed in his mouth, and tears stains on his cheeks. His nose
looked broken. He was being raped.

My gaze flicked to Mark. By the time I was right behind him he was aware of
my presence, but more shocked then anything. His eyes widened and he
started to throw up and arm to defend himself. I grabbed his wrist and
broke it, then twisted it around for good measure. I heard him scream.

Good.

I picked him up by his throat, which wasn't easy, the barley healed wounds
all over my body screamed out in protest, but I didn't care. I lifted him
as high as I could and started punching him in his exposed balls and cock,
as hard as I had ever hit anything in my life. His screaming eventually
stopped and only the occasional whimper escaped him. With all my might I
threw him at the wall and he was silent. I slowly came back to reality and
started to take in what had just happened. I looked at my shirt, and two of
my bullet wounds had opened up again. I hadn't noticed but Mark must have
been clawing at my hands like a maniac, because they were a mess, with long
gashes running all over my forearms and blood flowing freely. I also had
several sore spots on my torso, I imagined Mark had kicked me a few times
too. I looked behind me and saw that a large crowd had gathered inside the
open door to the club. They were all looking on in abstract horror, and
when I looked at them they shied back a little. Suddenly I remember Daniel
lying there immobile. I rushed over him, causing more than one person in
the crowd to shuffle away in fear of my quick movements, and knelt next to
my fallen lover.

I immediately pulled the wad of underwear out of his mouth and put my wrist
in front of his mouth to see if I felt breath. Nothing.

"Somebody call a god damn ambulance!" I roared, and I saw more than one
face light up with the glow of a cell phone. Alexis was beside me then, her
phone in hand having already called the police. I felt tears start stinging
my eyes. No. I didn't cry. I help them back and looked at Alexis. She had a
look of horror on her face and seemed to be sitting as far away from me as
possible while still being close to Daniel. My eyes asked for an
explanation to her distance, and she quietly murmured "Max, I think you may
have killed that guy..."

I slowly rose and walked over the battered form at the base of the wall. I
gently moved him so he was facing up and listened and looked for breath
from him. His breathing was regular, if a little quick. There was blood on
his groin and it was a mess, things I don't want to describe had happened
there, and I had done them. I felt mortified for a moment before I reminded
myself this was the guy who had tried to RAPE Daniel. Fuck him. I heard
sirens and walked back over to Daniel.

DAN

My head hurt like a bitch.  This room smelt bad. Under the dank hospital
smell there was one I recognized.

"Lex..." I couldn't open my eyes for some reason and it was starting to
freak me out.  "LEX!"

"Shhh, shhh I'm here. You're ok now, you're safe."

"Does Max think I cheated on him? Where is he? What happened? Is Mark
here?"

"One at a time. First off, Mark didn't get to finish what he started, so
you haven't been violated.  The grief councilor said I should tell you that
as soon as possible. You didn't get raped Dan. I'm not sure on all of it,
but here what I think happened. You went outside with Mark to talk," I
nodded" and he wouldn't fuck off, as usual. You tried to hit him, but broke
your pretty fingers, which is why your hand is in a cast, the doctors said
that only happens when you hit something. Mark is actually here yes. After
he hit you, he started to try and rape you. Max and I were looking for you
and Max came outside at this point.  I've never seen him so angry Dan, it
was scary. He had this fire in his eyes and he... well he stopped mark from
doing anything."

I took a moment to take all of that in. I hadn't been raped, that was a
good thing. Mark was here, what did that mean? and...

"Where's Max? Is he mad at me?"

"Well umm... He's kind of in jail. I told he was angry, he broke Marks
wrist and pelvis, ruptured his scrotum and has him peeing through a
tube. Mark also has a serious concussion from where Max threw him at a
wall..."

I swear I heard my jaw hit the floor. Max was in jail? All because he was
protecting me? That was screwed up.



Sorry about the delay guys, I have no excuse that you haven't heard
before. And I won't lie and say the next chapter will be out soon, but I
hope at least this one will keep you interested, as this one is even more
based on real life then the rest of the story. Send emails, they make me
happy! m-davidson@hotmail.ca