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Chapter 11 - Middle of the night

Tyler

I walked my ass cold outside.

I started to regret getting off the bus since I was a few blocks away from home.

I didn't even know where that fucker took Angel.

Angel was out of his mind. He'd probably opened his legs wide open, letting that man touch him and fucked him really good in all the spots he wanted.

I groaned when the breeze hit me and pulled the jacket closer, then the bright blue light flickering above.

A woman in a black slim dress with heavy makeup on her face was looking at me with thick lashes.

"Hey, baby. Want to take me somewhere?"

I ignored her, and her eyes showed a tinge of disappointment until she approached me, her fake nails touching my shoulders.

"Hey, big guy. I can make you feel good."

I sighed and turned toward her. "You saw a big guy with a smaller guy who seemed a little off? The smaller guy has a baby face."

The woman looked at me suspiciously, then her hands stretched, "Give me fifty. Then I'll tell you."

I stared at her, "You better be telling the truth."

I threw her the cash she asked for and waited for her to tell me the directions.

She pointed toward the building with the blue flashing lights, "You'll find him there."

***

The building she spoke about was a hotel. I walked into the hotel and found the room number after questioning the staff member who was cleaning the hall.

The staff was easier to intimidate, and he buckled under my threats when I told him that I would tie up his hands and threaten to cut his tongue with a kitchen knife, which is easy to find in a kitchen.

Besides, nobody will miss the guy since he's locked up in a closet.

I walked to the end of the hall, my feet echoing across the hall like a haunting ghost. I pushed the door open, which made a loud screeching noise.

The big man had nearly his clothes off, except his pants hanging off his hip bones. His chest was filled with grey hair, and it nearly sent a wave of disgust through me.

I looked at Angel, knocked out on the bed, looking vulnerable and prey to the man. And his entire body was naked. Not even an underwear able to save his dignity.

The man was sprawled out over Angel's body. The man was humping on him like a horny dog, and all I could see was his hairy back.

My vision turned red. Like the kind where I didn't think anymore.

My hands grabbed the man's back and threw him across the room, and I started to beat him all over his body. Blood filled the floor, and I kept kicking until I heard a bone snapped.

The man screamed and passed out on the ground. And I didn't look anymore, and I went to Angel and saw his naked body and saw some of the few hickey on his body.

Angel was knocked out.

I looked for anything in the room to cover him. There was a closet, so I opened it and found a huge blanket, and used it to wrap it around Angel's body.

Angel feels soft and hard at the same time in my arms. I lifted his legs and behind his back to carry him out of the room and used the blanket to keep him warm throughout the entire time.

Angel felt fragile in my arms. Angel slept throughout the entire time in my embrace.

When I reached my house, my feet, back, and legs were aching from walking miles from the hotel to my place. It was hard to explain, but it felt right.

My hands felt clammy, but I unlocked the door while holding Angel's weight, and I finally threw him in my bed. I pushed him under my covers, and I was so exhausted that I fell asleep in seconds beside him.

Warm hand wrapped around my dick woke me up from my sleep. Angel was looking at me with his dark green eyes and his body close to mine, "Help me."

Angel's dick was thick and hard against my leg, and I felt myself groan loudly when his warm hand rubbed me good in that spot, and his finger tugged my balls in a firm, tight hold.

Angel licked my neck with his hot tongue and moved toward my ears, "Big brother. I need you."

Those words sent a wave of need through me, and I turned to grab Angel's tight ass and thrust my dick into his hardening dick, and I kept thrusting over and over till I was spent.

Angel kept his head over my shoulders, and our legs were intertwined. Angel fell back to the back, and my pants felt slick with precum, and I breathed heavily.

The room smelled of the musky scent of two men masturbating.

I turned to Angel, "Why did you do that?"

Angel shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. "Why not? I felt like it."

Angel turned to me, and his gaze turned dark in the darkness. "You know I dislike you."

I shrugged my shoulders in return. "Oh. I wonder why that?"

Angel nearly glared at me, "You almost had me sent with that asshole who wanted to fuck me?"

I turned to him with a cocked brow. "What should that say about you? You nearly drugged me, and what exactly would you have done to me? I don't trust you, and if we had sex, it would've been raped. It would have been an eye for an eye. Don't you think?"

Angel nearly shook with rage on the bed, and he tried to bite me across the shoulders, but I grabbed his mouth in time. I warned him in a low voice. "Watch it, or I'll kick you out."

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