He was angry, and hurt, and he wanted to punch someone’s lights out. Knowing that really wasn’t an option, he’d decided to use the gym he’d had installed in his house but had not yet used. He’d tried the punch bag, but that hadn’t done a bit of good. He’d tried the running machine, but didn’t have the patience to try and figure out what all the buttons did, so had given up. Now, he was on the weights, something he knew how to do. He also knew he should have someone spotting him in case he dropped it, but with all the tension coursing through his body at that moment he didn’t care if it did choke him. He’d started off with the lighter weights, but he wasn’t putting any effort in to it, so moved up to the next weight, the one he was yet to work with.
A few minutes later he had worked up a sweat, his face red from the exertion. His blonde hair was sticking to his forehead and he could feel the sweat soaking his white tee. He was so focused on the pressure in his arms as he struggled to continue, that he didn’t hear someone join him.
“Nicky?” a quiet voice asked, surprising him so much he almost dropped the weights.
A pair of hands took them off him and rested them back in their place. Nick sat up to face his visitor. “Rok? What are you doing here?” he said, wincing at the bitchy tone in his voice.
“I called but you weren’t picking up any of your calls. I was worried about you.”
“Oh, I came down here to work off some tension that’s all.”
Brian brushed Nick’s damp hair away from his eyes. “Wanna talk about it?”
Nick’s body tensed immediately. He didn’t wanna talk about it. He was tired of talking about it. He just wanted to, what? He didn’t know, but anything to get rid of the hatred and rage inside him. He shook his head in answer to Brian’s questions, grabbing a towel to wipe the sweat from his eyes.
“Are you sure?” Brian asked, gently rubbing the back of Nick’s neck.
“I’m sure Bri. But, you could help with something though.”
“Anything. Just tell me what you need.”
“I’m so fucking angry right now I don’t know whether to cry or beat someone. God damn it Bri. Why? Why do they do this to me every time I need them?”
“I don’t know Frack. I’m not sure how I can help though?”
"You can lay your sweet ass on that bench and let me fuck you six ways to Sunday” Nick said, unsure what Brian would say. Brian looked him in the eyes as if contemplating the easiest way to let him down. As Nick opened his mouth to tell him to forget he said anything, Brian smiled and pulled his t-shirt over his head and quickly dropped his pants.
“How’d you want me?” He asked, his voice dropping and his accent suddenly strong.
Nick’s mouth dropped in surprise and he watched as the now naked man lay on his back on the bench that Nick had just been on. He spread his legs open wide, his feet resting on the side of the bench so that he was on full view to Nick and started leisurely stroking his semi hard cock. When he realized Nick was still stood in shock, he crooked his finger at the blonde.
“You said you wanted me to help, so here I am. Cum and take me.” He arched his back as he figured the darkening head of his cock, letting his free hand slip down behind his balls. Before he reached his destination, his hand was slapped away and his other hand pulled off his cock. He looked up to see Nick, now fully naked, standing before him.
“Hold on tight Bri” Nick said, knowing that was the only warning he was going to give Brian. He waited until Brian had wrapped his hands around the sides of the bench that were holding the weights before pulling his hips down closer to the edge. When he was in the right position, Nick lightly figured Brian’s small, tight hole. He watched as it quivered under his touch and he groaned. Taking a deep breath, he held his cock to the pucker, gently pushing against the hole. He gripped hold of the bench on either side of Brian’s waist, and then slammed himself into Brian’s body, moaning loudly as Brian screamed in pain. He stopped as his balls touched Brian’s ass.
“Are you sure?” he asked, his teeth clenched as his cock was gripped tightly in a head spinning heat.
Brian looked up at him. “Just fucking do it” he hissed, his head falling back against the bench as Nick pulled all the way out before forcing his way back in to the hilt. He started off fast, thrusting into Brian so hard that his whole body slid on the bench.
“Come on Nicky” Brian coaxed. “Faster, HARDER. Just do it. Make me feel it for days. Come on” he said, his accent so thick and filled with sex.
Not stopping, Nick looked at him confused.
“Fuck me Nicky. Come on baby, slam that big, thick cock into me so hard I feel like it’s going to split me in two. Fuck me harder baby, come on, harder, harder” he panted.
Feeling all of his anger and rage running through his body, Nick let go. He pounded into Brian harder, pulling all the way out before slamming back in again, punching his prostate on each stroke, causing the older man to scream each time. The only sounds that could be heard in the room was Brian’s screams and groans, and Nick moaning as Brian’s tight body sucked him in, surrounding him in a heat so hot he thought he was going to drown in it. Their bodies slapped together rapidly, the sweat pouring down both of them, making the glide easy.
As Nick continued to pound into the smaller man’s body, he could feel the tension start to leave his body, but his movements did not yet falter. He knew Brian was close to the edge, and wanted to see him cum just from being fucked so fucking good and hard. He changed angles, putting Brian’s legs over his shoulders and leaning further down, his cock now rubbing against Brian’s prostate constantly. Brian was now panting and gasping for breath, mumbling words Nick couldn’t comprehend. All he think about was forcing his cock further into Brian’s body so that they molded as one. Brian was now almost bent in half as Nick fucked him into the bench. The rough, brutal pace still not faltering.
“C’mon Nicky” Brian hissed. “FUCK ME!” he shouted as Nick punched his prostate so hard he saw stars and whilst Nick continued to fuck him, he came, spurts of white ribbon coating his chest a second time as Nick was still rubbing his now sensitive prostate.
Suddenly and without warning, Nick slammed into Brian one more time, his body shaking whilst he was still buried deep inside the other man’s body, cumming in streams and streams inside him before collapsing against him. He let Brian’s legs fall to the side as he caught his breath, his now flaccid penis still encased in his lover’s body, tears streaming down the blonde’s face as the pain took over from the anger.
“I’m sorry” he sobbed. “I’m so sorry.”
“Sssh” Brian said, his arms coming around his lovers shaking body, rocking them slowly. “It’s gonna be ok. I won’t let anyone hurt you anymore. They can all go to hell.”
They stayed that way until Nick’s sobs had quietened and his body had stopped shaking. Rubbing Nick’s back lightly, Brian slid out from underneath him, wincing at the pain of Nick leaving his body. He led them both up to Nick’s bathroom, leaving their clothes scattered over the gym floor.
As he ran a warm bath for them both, Nick sat on the toilet watching him. “I’m sorry for being so rough with you” he mumbled. He had felt so guilty as he’d seen how Brian struggled to walk. Brian turned the taps off and stood in between Nick’s legs, pulling his face up so their eyes met.
“Don’t ever be sorry Nicky. You didn’t do anything I didn’t want. I’d do anything for you baby. I love you so much, it hurts me to see you in so much pain.”
“I shouldn’t have taken it out on you though.”
“I’m not complaining am I?”
When Nick didn’t respond, he asked again.
“Am I?!”
Nick shook his head.
“If I’m honest Nick, I enjoyed it. Well, I didn’t enjoy your pain, but, oh, you know what I mean.”
Nick chuckled as Brian babbled. “I know. Thank you. I love you too Frick. I don’t know what I’d do if you weren’t here to ground me and look after me. I’d be a complete emotional wreck all the time.”
Brian kissed him softly, letting his tongue brush over Nick’s lips until he opened them, granting him access. Their tongues played slowly, relishing in the moment until they had to pull away for air.
“Come on baby, the water’s getting cold.” Brian held his hand out for Nick, pulling him up.
“You know, you might have broken something fucking me so hard. I think you should check once we bathed, you know, to make sure it’s ok.”
Nick growled in his throat, pulling Brian’s body flush to his, kissing his deep and fast. “If you say things like that we won’t even reach the bath.”
Brian laughed and pinched Nick’s ass, diving into the bath before his younger lover could respond. Nick laughed with him, the tension he’d had all day now vanished and forgotten.