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Randy's POV
I was in our hotel room sitting on the edge of the bed thinking about what happened today at the courthouse while Rey was downstairs in the gym. I knew he was there to try to get Dave and the trial off his mind more so than to workout. I too felt like taking my mind of things by just letting go. It was tough to deal with what was happing around us.
I had the room to myself, a perfect moment for me to go ahead and make arrangements for the evening. I called the hotel's front desk and ordered up dinner along with 12 dozen red roses and a large bowl of green jelly beans, Rey's favorite.
Tonight was all about Rey. Us. Together. I wanted him to feel loved, to feel special. I was going to spell it out in words that he could only see. I love you Rey. I won't let my bitterness over Dave get in between us. Dave. I wonder how Rey felt when he saw him today. Did he feel any love for him? Of course not! How could he? Dave tried to kill me! There was no way that Rey felt anything but disgust for that monster. I was sure of it.
Rey's POV
I really appreciate Randy but I just had to get away for awhile. I needed to be alone. It's been awhile since I've been by myself. Either Randy, Hunter or someone else was always there constantly asking me if I was OK. I really appreciated their concern but it began to annoy me, especially since I didn't know how to respond anymore. Was I alright?
Dave was like a thorn in my backside that wouldn't seem to go away. Every time I looked at Randy I saw his wounds and they reminded me of Dave. Every time Hunter would visit us I would remember he was here because of what happened with Randy and Dave. Every time I turned on the TV and saw the news I was reminded of Dave. He was everywhere and I couldn't escape it. I desperately wanted to but I couldn't. Working out tirelessly seemed to help.
Randy. I could never tell him that seeing him reminded me of Dave. He wouldn't take it the right way, but how could anyone? To be reminded of your former lover, the person who tried to kill someone, while being around your current beau, the man who your ex tried to kill. That was intense.
What was the judge thinking opening the door for Dave to plea insanity? I know it's his right as an American to build a solid defense for himself but Dave wasn't insane. At least I don't think he is...But what if he was insane? I mean he did try to murder Randy and pretended like nothing happened. How could someone do that, be that demented? When he took me to that mansion he acted normal, like nothing had happened. He tried to murder someone. He tried to kill Randy.
I continued to work out until I was interrupted by a hotel employee.
"Mr. Gutierrez?"
"Yeah?"
"Mr. Orton has requested that I send for you."
"OK... thanks."
Randy wanted to see me and I knew why. I bet it was some sort of surprise dinner or something. To be honest I really wasn't in the mood for any surprises. I just wanted to finish my work out and go to sleep.
Dave's POV
Damn this fucking jail cell is so fucking small. I'm a large man; big muscles, the whole package. I can barely move around in here, especially with my fucking cellmate taking up space too. Gotta make the best of a 'minor' incontinence I guess. It won't be long until I'm reunited with Rey. I can't wait to hold him in my arms. To kiss him. Mmm I'm craving him so much. Randy better not have loosened him too much. I like that ass tight as hell. I didn't care that I would be getting Randy's sloppy seconds. I loved Rey too much to let that get in the way.
"Um Mr. Batista sir?" Ugh my cellmate is annoying the hell out of me. 'Mr. Batista Sir'. Dumbass. I made him my bitch the second I got here. For now he was my play toy. My Rey...
"What?"
"It's 7:00pm sir. Time for your daily foot rub." Good boy.I took off my shoes and planted my feet in front of him. He grasped them and began giving me a lackluster foot rub. He hasn't improved much.
"Fuck you you little shithead. That's not a good rub. My Rey does it much better. Get the fuck off of me." I pushed him down on the floor and spat on him. Bad little boys need to be punished. He was going to learn what happens when you piss the animal off.
"Get Up!" I yelled at him. He weakly rose up from the floor and began shaking. He was pint size, just like Rey. He had caramel brown skin, just like Rey. He had a nice body...Just like Rey...
I shoved him on the bed and pulled his pants off.
"What are you—"
"SHUT UP REY!" I yelled at him. Yes. He was my Rey tonight.
I spat on my hand and began jerking my thick meat, getting it all nice and wet.
"Bad little boys get punished Rey. You should know that by now." I whispered. He screamed as I entered him without preparation. God it was so tight. I thrusted myself inside hard and fast as he cried out.
"HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME! GUARDS! RAPE!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. Won't take long now for me to finish.
"YOU LIKE THAT REY? HUH? TELL ME YOU LIKE IT REY! TELL ME YOU WANT ME INSIDE YOU! TELL ME YOU LOVE ME!"
"STOP! PLEASE!"
I turned him on his back and reentered him. I reached down and grabbed his neck and began choking him. His face was turning blue as I kept fucking him.
"Tell me you love me Rey. Tell me you love me and not Randy."
"I...love..."
Before he could finish I heard the cell door open and a large object hit the back of my head.
"SHIT!" I yelled. The guards had me in cuffs before I knew it. They dragged me out of my cell with my dick exposed and pants down to my ankles.
"I LOVE YOU REY!" I shouted. I could still here my cellmate crying as they dragged me away. I was probably going to end up in solitary confinement for my actions. I didn't care. It certainly could hurt my insanity defense...
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