Chapter 71: Manipulative Compulsion

The Living Room, The Rawsone Residence, Denver, Colorado...

Julia Rawsone awoke in a cold sweat after having dreams of the unhinged teenager known as Alexei Bortnik putting a knife to her throat as he had previously in the kitchen of her own home after he had caught her having sex with her husband. She had not liked the look of the teen even when they first met when Hadrian brought him into their lives. She'd been embittered at the time due to the loss of their son and how Hadrian seemed to have gotten passed the loss all on his own and shifted his focus onto the then fourteen-year-old as if he could ever replace the child they had lost. It had made her sick to her stomach to find out that this was the very same teen whom her husband was not sleeping with in their bed, in their home as if he had not a care in the world.

Alexei seemed to be quite possessive of Hadrian, as it had not appeared to be a first-time occurrence between them and he'd been extremely comfortable around their home. While Julia had made her fair share of mistakes, and needed to do a bit of soul-searching to find out why she had betrayed her husband at the worst possible time, she wasn't in the least about to give him up for a teenage boy to have.

He was much too ill and they needed to work on things as it was.

Hadrian having a condition that seemed to alter his very personality wasn't something Julia had ever anticipated. He had been the least confrontational man she'd ever known and hardly put up much fuss about anything as the years went by, Maureen had to have figured something out or at least had a clue as to what had been causing his insomnia and sleepwalking bouts, but she never said a word about Hadrian having an alternate personality.

This "Lonnie" fellow was a vulgar brute and for the most part, everything that her Hadrian wasn't in terms of his crass attitude and sexual exploits with a teenage boy. Whether Alexei had been legal of age or not, it was still jarring to know that her husband was having sex with the skinny nutcase and after being his formerly licensed shrink at that.

From the noises that were coming from upstairs, Julia could tell that the two of them were at it again, the shameful act of screwing in their marriage bed while she'd still been home was something Julia wouldn't soon forget. She despised Alexei and everything he stood for, now finding out the teen had been after her husband for years due to homosexual urges had been the tipping point. Julia wanted to get rid of him as soon as possible and she knew she had to find some way to do it before he hurt her or Hadrian as a result of the inevitable rejection.

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The Master Bedroom, The Rawsone Residence, Denver, Colorado...

Lex was still seething after what he witnessed from downstairs and at the nerve of the bitch attempting to get to Lonnie after everything she'd done to him. He ventured back toward the master bedroom where he cornered Lonnie who had still been naked and apparently, smelled heavily of sex after his unceremonious tumble with the bitch downstairs as if he had not a care in the world. Lex had not said a word to his lover as he stepped inside determined to ignore him for the remainder of the night only for Lonnie to scoop him into his arms and toss him onto the bed before pinning his younger and much more nibbled body, chest first against the mattress amid the already messy sheets and tossed about pillows before spreading his legs just enough to allow his massive appendage to slide inside the hidden depths that provided ample warmth and friction in the wake of his efforts.

Lex moaned out loud, despite his rage at Lonnie having been inside the bitch downstairs and now slowly making his way back inside him without regard for how he felt about the perceived betrayal. Lonnie didn't seem in the least sensitive to how his relative carelessness affected his younger lover as he thrust forward growling in Lex's ear while he took a few moments to trail a few rushed kisses along the flesh of his young lover's neck and exposed back respectively.

"Fuck..." hissed Lonnie as he had every time they were intertwined in the heat of passion.

Lex continued to moan despite his being upset at Lonnie for having sex with the one woman he seemed to have hated most in the world. His fingernails gripped the bedsheets and dug into the mattress below him as Lonnie's pace increased. The blond teen closed his eyes enjoying the sensation of being filled like he had so many times before. It never ceased to amaze him that no matter how many times they'd done it, each time always felt like the first time when it came to the older man's massive appendage stretching him beyond his imagined limitations. Lonnie grunted in Lex's ear as his larger body pressed him into the mattress just the way the blond teen had liked it.

A moan escaped Lex's pursed pinked lips as he felt himself being impaled and gripped the bed below him as his appendage began to rouse and rub against the sheets and mattress. Lonnie treated Lex to a resounding smack across his backside before kissing his sweat-slick neck and continuing to pump his hips into the backside of the whimpering blond lad. Lex moaned again as Lonnie bit at the flesh of his neck and leaned toward his ear the heat from his breath moving along the flesh as the sweat continued to cascade down the lad's face.

"F--U--CCC--KKK." moaned Lex trying his hardest to ignore the building sensation that brought on the need for a release deep inside him.

"So fucking wet," growled Lonnie pumping his hips harder and faster as he pressed his larger body harder against the whimpering blond teen's thin pale form.

"I missed you Daddy." whimpered Lex arching his body into the series of thrusts.

Lonnie let out a grunt as he continued to pick up the pace via his pumping hips. He seemed to be quite addicted to bedding Lex despite Julia's best efforts to bring his attention back to her. Lex smirked as he took note of just how intense his lover's need for him became as he continued to arch his body into the oncoming thrusts that drove them both crazy in the wake of their shared movements.

The bed springs had gotten something of a continued workout in the wake of Lonnie's return more so than they ever had when Hadrian had been running the show. Lonnie grunted as he kissed along Lex's exposed sweat-slick flesh panting as he continued to indulge his need for his lover in the worst way. The blond teen had not seemed to care much for anything outside of the sensation of his lover's body being over his own and the bonus of knowing that Julia Rawsone was possibly awake and privy to the whole thing.

Lex felt it served her right, after all the things she tried to do to Hadrian Rawsone in the wake of her so-called independence from him while she slept with his best friend and plotted to leave him heartbroken and alone as a measure of payback for not wallowing in his grief after the loss of their child, the teen had been quite privy to much of the goings-ons within The Rawsone household as he had plotted his measure of revenge against the good doctor for quite ssometimebefore the found out the truth.

When he was younger, he believed Dr. Hadrian Rawsone had abandoned him like so many others in his life. He became fixated on vengeance to teach the doctor a lesson in respect and what happens when one uses people's feelings for money. Unfortunately, he found all too late after exacting his vengeance that the good doctor had not been the one at fault, it was instead his wife whom he had not known was frequently bedding his best friend that had caused all the problems for him and Alexei.

Consumed by rage and disappointment in the one man he thought he could trust, Alexei had cornered Hadrian Rawsone after catching him off guard by sending him photos of his wife and best friend screwing in some random motel behind his back. He struck him just as his back was turned and the older man Colin Winters had stepped away. The rage against the good doctor was enough to give Alexei the strength to drag him away and stuff him into the back of his grandfather's station wagon before pulling away from the scene.

Hadrian had been none the wiser as he was kept locked in the darkness of an old barn bout from his wrists and ankles via old ropes amid the uneaten hay in the barn. Alexei had been burning with rage at the time and it was all reserved for Hadrian Rawsone who had been helpless with his body bound and a blindfold over his eyes.

Alexei was drunk from rage and still very much attracted to the older man. It was then that his need to punish the doctor got the better of him and clouded his judgment which resulted in him mounting the unsuspecting man and forcing him into the sexual act that seemed to have affected him to the point that his mind couldn't comprehend it. He resisted at first, trying with all his might to break free. Then something happened and he froze mid-act his breath ragged and his limbs limp in reaction to having been ridden via the younger man.

Part of the mask had slipped from his face but Alexei had his hair grown out which had given him a feminine appearance of sorts Hadrian's eyes rolled into the back of his head and that was it...he didn't say a word after the fact not even when the act was over and Alexei had realized what his anger at the man whom he'd been harboring feelings for had driven him to. He fled the barn ashamed of his callousness to the only person who had ever been kind to him.

For three days, Hadrian had not made a sound and simply lay on his back amid the barn and the ropes that bound him. Alexei felt lower than he'd ever been in his life as he attempted to get Hadrian to eat and drink only for him to become even more withdrawn. He'd been out in the woods chopping wood for the upcoming winter stack when Hadrian had broken free and broke into the main house. He caught him at knifepoint in the kitchen introduced himself as Lionel H. Collins and proceeded to pay him back for the events of the barn along the kitchen table.

Lonnie had not left Lex's side since that time until the shooting and Hadrian seemed to have ceased to exist so long as Lonnie had been around.

Lex moaned feeling Lonnie drill him harder into the mattress. He had started this, unleashed Pandora's box when he had kidnapped Hadrian Rawsone and now Lonnie was a remaining fixture in his otherwise lonely life. Three months had not been enough time to spend with his lover and he wasn't in the least going to give him up after all this time. He made up his mind that whatever Lonnie wanted was what Lonnie would have no matter how much it cost Lex in the end. It was a small price to pay for setting everything in motion that led to this moment despite the initial rejection not being Hadrian Rawsone's fault at all.

Tears began to stream down Lex's pale cheeks as Lonnie towered above him pumping his hips into his exposed pale backside and jolting them both along the large bed knocking about the remaining pillows and ruffling the sheets. The sound of the headboard beating against the wall was a given steady rhythm and Lonnie seemed to enjoy it as his grunts continued to fill Lex's ears.

Lex whimpered as their bodies glistened in the afternoon sun and his fast-growing blond locks were sticking to his forehead and face. He loved that it didn't matter to Lonnie that he had something of a deformation in terms of his anatomy. The older man couldn't seem to get enough of him nor was he intimidated by the fact that Lex had a fully functional penis, which was throbbing against the soft sheets and spilling his release quite frequently as a result of Lonnie's thrusts.

The blond lad had not cared about the rest of the world, when his lover had accepted him fully and indulged him quite a bit no matter how he felt on any given day. When Lonnie had been shot, it was as if Lex had been once more cast into the confines of a lonely world unaccepted and unappreciated by any who had come into contact with him. His brand of dependency upon the older man seemed to have gotten stronger since their first initial meeting when he'd been a silent fourteen-year-old boy and he the kind-hearted doctor, but it was nonetheless strong.

"I love you." moaned Lex as Lonnie pinned him against the mattress and the onset of release rushed through them both.

Lonnie kissed his neck and cheek as his pumping hips began to slow down in pace.

Once the act had been at its conclusion, Lonnie rolled onto his back and rested for a moment as he looked up at the ceiling. He was well and truly spent after having his way with both his lover and his counterpart's wife respectively.

"Did you have to fuck her too?" asked Lex slicking back his blond locks to remove them from his face.

"Don't start," replied Lonnie in his usual gruff tone.

"She's a vile whore." grumbled Lex sitting up as the bed sheet rumpled beneath him. "She was still dripping from her encounter with her so-called friend and you just had to go and stick your enormous cock in her too."

"She ain't even my type," replied Lonnie folding his arms behind his head as he looked up at the ceiling.

"Didn't stop you from fucking her," growled Lex now taking a moment to grip Lonnie via his slick and already sensitive appendage.

Lonnie grinned as Lex's smooth hand stroked him despite the sensitivity of the act.

"Babe let it go, what happened with her was a matter of principle," he said seemingly nonchalant about the damage it had done. "It's you I enjoy fucking the most don't that count for something?"

Lex rolled his eyes as Lonnie suddenly pinned him via his back onto the mattress and kissed him senselessly. Try as he might to ignore the simple act of being in the older man's presence, he couldn't ignore the effect he had on him, and the afterglow of their latest encounter had been much too enjoyable to let the likes of that bitch, Julia Rawsone ruin it.

"You're still a bastard Lonnie," said Lex pouting as Lonnie kissed his lips. "A handsome dirty bastard with a very good and very long cock."

Lonnie smirked and once more rolled onto his preferred side of the large bed. Lex was content to lay there well wrapped in his sweat-slick lover's arms and bask in the feeling of satisfaction at having beaten the bitch downstairs at her own game.

Or so he thought.