Chapter 8: One Hell Of A Morning After

Room 21, No Tell Motel, Unknown City, Unknown State...

By the time he'd gotten back to his room, Lonnie had been quite exhausted and took note of the fact that Lex was asleep in the center of the bed where he'd left him. He was lying on his stomach, something he often did when comfortable or out of it in terms of his usual sense of danger when alone. Without a word, Lonnie slipped inside the room slowly taking off his clothes and shoes as he tossed them aside and filed into the bed beside the sleeping blond teen.

Lex whimpered in his sleep until he felt the familiar sensation of Lonnie's now equally naked body beside him beneath the crisp white sheets. Slowly, the still-slumbering lad scooted his body close to the familiar warmth and nuzzled his face in the pillow he'd been resting his head in contentment by all accounts as Lonnie made himself comfortable before grabbing one of the nearby pillows and doing the same.

After a few hours, Lex awoke finding himself wrapped in Lonnie's arms and still feeling a bit of the effect of the drug from the previous day. He would have been content to just lay there in the older man's arms but his aching bladder and churning stomach won out and he slid out of bed and made his way toward the bathroom.

Lonnie seemed to have sensed the loss of contact with him and rolled onto his back still lightly snoring as Lex rushed toward the toilet where he began to urinate as his stomach continued to churn. The drugs were still lingering in his system it seemed and he was beginning to feel dizzy all over again. For a brief moment, he began to question just how much they had given him.

The horrifying implication that those four bastards had intended to possibly kidnap him and use him as something of a sex slave due to the drugs made the already pale teen feel a rushing combination of embarrassment and guilt. If he had not stormed out on Lonnie the previous few nights then he wouldn't have been their victim at all.

The vague images of Lonnie putting an end to their possible continued reign of terror for other unsuspecting girls came back into his mind just as he finished up. Nausea once again got the better of him.

As Lex struggled with his constant gagging and the churning in his belly, he stood over the toilet bowl and vomited what remained after the previous night. He could be heard choking back tears as he gripped the toilet bowl becoming more and more enraged at the thought of this only occurring because he'd been upset with Lonnie for his casual approach to bedding three women in one night.

Lex gripped the toilet bowl tighter as his rage began to seethe and he could only see Lonnie and the three whores over and over again. He was sure Lonnie had gone out with a whore the previous night as well and it only added to his rage and frustration.

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Front Room, No Tell Motel, Unknown City, Unknown State...

After several minutes of finding himself in bed alone, Lonnie awoke and tossed the sheet off his body before climbing out of bed and venturing toward the bathroom where the ailing teen Lex was still dry heaving. The moment Lonnie walked in, Lex flushed the toilet and washed his face. The older man strolled up to the toilet bowl and began to relieve himself as if he had not a care in the world.

Lex made his way back toward the bed still fuming from the previous night's events and Lonnie's insensitive treatment of him as a result of it. His blue eyes blazed with rage as he plopped back down on the mattress, his free cock swinging with each enraged step.

Lonnie wasn't phased in the least as he finished up and headed back toward the bed after him. There were still a few hours before check-out time, assuming they didn't pay for another stay.

Lex sat up in the center of the bed as more tears streamed down his pale cheeks. He balled his fists to the point of them turning red at the knuckles as he thought about all of the women Lonnie could have possibly been bedding as the hours continued to pass. There was a rage in him that had not been present for much of his life before he met Lonnie Collins and it seemed to intensify the longer he'd been associated with him. The bathroom door opened and Lonnie seemed to stroll in still naked from the previous night and reeking of cheap perfume, booze, and a few bouts of sex.

Unable to help himself due to his growing jealousy, Lex suddenly leaped off the bed ignoring that he'd been completely naked himself as he attempted to rush Lonnie who had been greatly amused by the greeting.

"You're a feisty bitch today ain't ya?" he laughed blocking the missing fists of the seemingly enraged young Lex as he tried his hardest to hit him as much as he could and make it hurt.

Lonnie was unphased as he swiftly blocked the blows and pushed the young blond teen back onto the floor with one open hand on his head. He smirked as Lex scrambled to get up, his exposed cock and scrotum bouncing in response to his hurried actions now that he had been without support below the belt.

Lex's face was beginning to turn red from all his fury even to the point of his ears doing the same as he launched at Lonnie again and again only to be pushed back onto his backside on the floor while the older man laughed at his efforts to pay him back for being so careless with his feelings.

Lonnie smirked once more and tackled him onto the bed where he pinned him via his wrists and his larger body. Lex struggled, naked and quite the pale contrast amid the wrinkled sheets and the worn suit-clad older man who had been amused by his efforts thus far.

"Get off me, asshole," growled Lex attempting to bite himself free of Lonnie's grasp.

The amused older man simply pressed his own exposed pelvis into the groin of the younger lad causing him to moan without meaning to. His toes curled at the sensation of his lover's warm skin against his own along with the hardness of Lonnie's subsequently fast-growing erection.

Lex moaned again feeling Lonnie's body against him as the older man turned his attention to kissing his exposed flesh trailing from his huffing chest to his neck as he pinned him against the mattress. The sudden onset of friction seemed to reignite the heightened sensation throughout the younger lad's body as he arched himself into Lonnie's body desperate for more contact with him as he moaned again and again as the heat began to rise, returning in full force as the slow and deliberate series of direct kisses continued to get the better of him.

Lex seemed to be lost in the conflicting sensations of weighting his lover's equally naked body pressed against his bare flesh and the pressure on his rapidly swelling cock as the soft warm kisses moved across his neck and chest.

The young blond lad struggled against his desires despite his rage as his body craved more and more of the older man's attention. Tears began to stream down his pale cheeks again as he attempted to catch his breath.

"Lonnie....stop..." he whimpered not at all liking that his lover could shift gears whenever he wished with little to no effort.

"Why should I?" asked Lonnie kissing his lips now before trailing back to his neck.

Lex struggled for a bit before attempting to give in to the sensation still feeling his young body.

"You smell like you've been in some whore." he growled trying his best to hold on to his anger despite Lonnie's efforts to make him forget it.

"Lex..." began Lonnie only to have his younger lover knee him in the groin causing him to release his hold and roll onto the side of the bed as the throbbing got the better of him.

Lex took the opportunity to mount Lonnie and began punching him in the face and chest. The older man seemed to weather the blows just fine despite the onset of his arousal after being kneed by the still-naked younger blond teen.

With his chest puffed out and his rage at the surface, Lex let Lonnie have it, hitting him for every slight and whore he'd ignored him to bed before his little detour adventure turned into a nightmarish situation and after. He'd been so upset that he simply couldn't keep back the rivers of tears that streamed down his pale cheeks as he continued to pound his fists against Lonnie's chest.

To Lex's shock, Lonnie simply allowed it as the aggression began to wain in him and he felt the older man's hands grip his hips and backside squeezing them and pulling him harder against him.

"If you wanted to be on top, all you had to do was ask baby," said Lonnie unphased by the sudden emotional outburst of his young lover.

Lex rolled his eyes as Lonnie caught him off guard squeezing his backside and pulling him into yet another heated kiss.