Chapter 92: Something Of A Wicked Relapse

Unknown Location, Unknown City, Unknown State...

Dizziness saw Lonnie wakening in a strange place. He had been confused and disoriented but managed to stumble in the darkness as he found himself knocking over furniture and breaking things. He felt an intense rage as he moved about what appeared to have been a living room. His vision blurred and his movements heavy as the cool night air kissed his naked flesh and his cock swung with each step. He heard voices, intense and angry as well as a voice that was calm and soothing while he sang at the darkness in front of him. His head was pounding and he had hot tears streaming down his cheeks despite not having a reason as far as he'd known for them. His hands were covered in blood, which had been the mystery and he seemed adamant about harming someone. The fury continued and he saw only red followed by his ears picking up the sound of a woman's voice in his head. She seemed amused by his torment as he swung in the darkness breaking more things as he stumbled naked in the darkness that surrounded him.

He tripped over what he came to recognize as a body before his rage compelled him to strike it over and over again with his already bloodied fist. He could feel someone wrap their arms around him. Someone that had tears streaming down their cheeks, who had been terrified by the display, but cared more for him than the scene of rage. Lonnie could feel only rage as he continued to strike the body over and over again splattering blood in the process in any direction.

"LONNIE STOP!" said a familiar yet sorrow-filled voice. "Lonnie please...you've killed him!"

An enraged growl escaped the lips of the wide-eyed older man as he struck the body again and again not at all satisfied with the outcome despite there being no more need for it. He turned his rage upon the teary-eyed blond who had been trying to stop him. Without a word, he pinned him to the floor via his hands around his throat and maneuvered himself between the equally naked thighs that stood out due to being pale in coloration. He said not a word as his enormous appendage, swollen with need was shoved unceremoniously into the inviting warmth of the blond who had moaned out loud like music to his ears.

He felt the aftertaste of booze on his lips as he crushed them into the frightened but decidedly turned-on blond beneath him his hips pumping in a steady rhythm as he growled in the younger blond's ear while jolting them along what appeared to be a living room floor amid debris toppled furniture, broken items, and blood that pooled from beneath the downed body he'd been previously beating in the wake of his rage.

Tears continued to stream down the cheeks of the pale blond who had been male as the rage began to subside and gave way to unyielding lust as the older man pumped his body into the body of the young blond lad who could do little aside from moan beneath him. The familiar heat had been welcome as Lonnie let out a series of growls while drilling his cock into the depths of the lad who had been pinned to the floor.

The blond lad's belly had been cold along the floor as his average-sized cock was pressed between the cool hardness of the floor and his own warm body due to the pressure from the older man riding him like mad and wrapping his hand around his throat as more tears streamed down his cheeks.

"YOU BELONG TO ME!" growled the older brute of a man. "THIS PUSSY IS MINE!"

"Y-Yes Daddy." replied the blond lad losing himself in the rapid aggressive thrusts of his older lover. "I belong only to you."

The tears had not been of sorrow or pain from the aggressive man drilling his insides they were only due to the out-of-control nature of the man beating the other one as the blond lad gripped the floor and arched his pale arse into the air meeting his lover's rapid pace and taking him in deeper. A series of moans continued to fill the living room as Lonnie had his fill of his younger lover.

The possessive streak out in full effect as Lonnie gripped and handled the young lad's body with strength unseen in quite some time.

"Y-You killed him." moaned Lex as he gripped the floor just a few meters away from the downed body of a strange and equally naked young man, who had dared to take an interest in the blond lad while a drunken Lonnie was in earshot.

"Shut up slut." growled Lonnie angrily as he continued to pump into the lad below him. "This is your fault, if you hadn't been such a slut this would never have happened...you enjoy pissing me off."

Lex continued to moan as he gripped the floor succumbing to his aggressive lover's will for his young body as he was jolted along the living room floor. Lonnie's heavier body above his and his harsh voice in his ear as he continued to pump him full of the enormous cock that pulsed in the lad's insides stretching them as no one else had ever managed aside from him.

When it started, Lex had been out and about shopping while Lonnie, who had been hungover stayed behind to rest. He spent the better part of the afternoon chopping wood for the fireplace and their sexual romp that afternoon had left him tired or rather in need of sleep. Lex did shopping when he came across Evan Miller at the local store. He was a charming young man and about the same age as Lex.

They exchanged words and believed they had a bit of thing in common and Evan showed a good deal of interest in him. Lex attempted to tell him that he was seeing someone, but Evan persisted and even followed him back to the farm to change his mind. Lex again tried to steer him away but Evan wouldn't have it.

Lex found himself unable to hide his attraction as Evan began touching him and kissing him the way Lonnie had. It was the first time anyone other than Lonnie had taken an interest in him as himself and he was powerless to ignore it. They had gotten into a bit of hot and heavy action when Lonnie had heard them going at it in the kitchen. Lex made the mistake of thinking he could keep it quiet when the older man showed up and began watching them as he drank down a glass of whiskey.

Evan commented on Lex's Dad watching them and that he didn't care before Lonnie finished off his drink and immediately cracked the unsuspecting young man on the head via the glass shattering it and busting the bold teen's head in. He began beating him in a fit of rage and eventually killed him in the process.

With his flaring temper, he cornered Lex who had tried to stop the altercation only to be slammed onto the floor while Lonnie who had still been naked from the romp before Lex headed toward the store, pinned him to the ground and started having his way with him. Lex moaned and whimpered feeling Lonnie's aggression in each thrust and finding that he loved it more than anything Evan had attempted before he was killed.

In a sort of perverse manner, seeing Evan's bloodied body added to the excitement of being taken so brutally by Lonnie, and Lex found himself pushed over the edge over and over again.

"Fucking wet slut." growled Lonnie still enraged. "You love pissing me off."

"Yes..." admitted Lex arching his arse into Lonnie's thrusts. "And you love punishing me, Daddy."

Lonnie growled as his pace increased further signaling his inevitable end.

"You'll never stop fucking me." taunted Lex feeling he'd gained the upper hand. "No matter how angry you are it's too tight and too wet...you won't stop even with a body in the room."

Lonnie grunted as he felt the pulsing of his cock begin to drag his release from him.

"You're such a dirty boy Daddy." continued Lex with something of a wicked smirk as he enjoyed the blissful sensation of his lover pounding his insides with reckless abandon. "You're a dirty boy that loves hot pussy."

"FUCK!" growled Lonnie feeling his release ripped from him as he pinned Lex onto the living room floor. "Fuck you hot little bitch...I'll make you scream for this."

Lex had done just that in a matter of seconds following Lonnie's thrust forward at the onset of his release.

Once their act had concluded, Lonnie rolled onto the floor gasping for breath as he looked up at the ceiling. Lex had done the same aside from keeping his belly against the cool floor. Both were slick via sweat and surrounded by the mess Lonnie's uncontrolled temper provided and the blood from the downed Evan a few meters from them.

Lonnie eventually got to his feet, his cock still slick and dripping from their actions as he moved about the darkened living room and pulled Evan's lifeless body from the room while leaving Lex to catch his breath.

The older man set to work ridding the world of the dead Evan's body and disposing of his vehicle should suspicion arise not having a care in the world about his being naked and reeking of sex and booze as he moved about the farm. He put a cigarette to his lips and went to the barn for his favorite shovel.

This wasn't the first time he'd buried someone at the farm. It was also sure it wouldn't be the last as he puffed his cigarette and dug the hole as he had so many times before.

{"Look what you did."} said the voice of a woman from the hidden recesses of his mind. {"You're such a naughty boy...killing over hot wet pussy."}

Lonnie smirked at the voice before continuing to dig and eventually shoving Evan's body into the hole and covering him bit by bit with the dirt. As he worked visions of the past had come into full view of his efforts amid the dirt and grass.

{He recalled being out in the dark on a similar night with a shovel in hand, but he had not been alone, a woman with curly blonde locks wearing a hot pink nightgown stood a few meters away rubbing her belly amid the pudge that had been a baby bump as she watched him, naked and almost in a trance while he buried the latest visitor who had dared get between him and the true object of his desire.

He finished placing the disfigured body of a larger man with a series of bullet holes in his torso into the hole and covering it before he approached the woman who had run her fingers through his hair and captured his lips in a heated kiss. There was hatred behind his dark eyes for the body on the ground, but when he looked at the woman he saw only love.

The two of them looked over the buried mound and shared a kiss before heading back inside their home with no one the wiser. }

Lonnie took another long slow drag from his cigarette before putting it out and whistling as he re-entered the main house after putting the shovel back where he found it in the barn. Lex had already been getting to work ridding the house of the mess he left behind and mopping up the pool of blood and the streaks that followed due to the body being dragged. Lonnie simply headed into the kitchen without a word and grabbed himself a beer from the fridge.

It was after all a very trying day and he needed a drink.

Once the cleaning had been done, Lex made his way into the kitchen where he climbed into Lonnie's lap as the older man finished off the remainder of his beer as if nothing had ever happened.