Runaway Teddy

Chapter Two- It's Worse Here.

Lucas's POV-

"Harder! Go Harder" he said

Frustrated, I kept plunging deep inside him. He started grunting and whimpering as he bucked his head back in response to the pleasure. He opened his mouth, not to speak a word. The entire room was echoing with the my thumping and his grunting.

Soon he closed his eyes and bite his lips inside. I held his hair with my left hand and slapped his ass cheek with my right one.

"I'm close" he declared.

I slapped his ass cheek, harder this time. "Aahh" he winced to the sting.

"Not unless I allow you to" I said and I increased my pace and held him by his hips and crashed him on my erection.

My behind thigh muscles and lower abdominals contracted. "You may come now, Teddy!"

As soon as I said it I released myself in the condom inside him and he errupted on the sheets. He crashed down with me on top of him while still inside. I gathered myself away from him and pulled out the condom.

"I'll book you an Uber" I told him totally skipping the part where I should apologize to him for calling the wrong name.

"Thanks and my name is Dixon!" He said while styling his hair into some scruffy bangs kinda thingy. He dressed up really quick.

"Yeah, sorry for that. Still getting over someone"

"That's totally fine. Can we meet again?" He looked desperate because I guess he already knew the answer to that question.

"Uhh, I'll let you know. Ive got your number"

"That's okay too" he said and huffed as he turned to open the door.

"Good night!" I greeted him to show some kindness but he left without replying.

He slammed the door shut and I turned around, gathered the sheets and threw them in the basket. Spread the new sheets and crashed.

I glanced at my naked body. Thinking how Teddy touched it the day we had almost-sex in my car. What would've been his reaction to see me naked. Considering that he saw me once in the bushes but that was different. It was more awkward than sensual.

It's been the same since he left. Same fuck and let go. There are no emotions, no feelings, no nothing. I know I shouldn't go there, but doing this gives me temporary pleasure and then there's guilt. Guilt that Teddy deserved to be my first. I controlled hard but my mind! It convinced me to go behind that guy outside the gay club.

He took me an alley. He started it slow but I crashed on him. I rubbed myself on him. Roughly kissed him. Ground myself on him. Then turned him against the wall even if he kept saying that he's the top.

Since then I've lost the count. It's been numerous guys and nothing of that meant anything.

you guys must have been thinking where are my friends? Well it's no one now. I've lost contact with everyone. Since I graduated from the college, all of them including Aleia kept calling me to know my whereabouts but I just don't feel like facing them.

You must be thinking that I've turned into a sociopath. But I'm not. I'm working as a CEO of my own little publishing house. Shocker! I know!

Well Dad was just waiting for me to get a degree and the minute I passed out, he sat with me and we talked about my possible business startups.

How do I maintain my reputation? I use hookup apps. Sexually active people who just want a fuck don't really care about how amazing you look and where you work and other stuff.

Am I happy? No! I've never even smiled since Teddy left. A big piece of my heart left with him. I regret the way I treated him. I regret that the last image he has of me is of an aggressive homophobe. I regret that I'm the reason he left. I'm the possible reason of his panic attacks now.

But...the main question is, has he moved on? Is he thinking about me like I do? Well guess I'll never know now.