Chapter 10
When Lew Bugger left Lil's, he vowed that never again would he abuse a woman, intentionally hurting her. That party experience completely turned him off to that kind of sex. In fact, it just about turned him off women entirely. For a long time, anyway. However, he did have this little thing with a woman called Zelda, which was kind of weird. Yet, it was his time with her that decided him on his future in regard to women.
Lew decided he needed to get away from everyone for a few days. And as he wasn't due to fly south for several days yet, he told Jake of his plans.
"First of all, Jake, I'm not going to take that girl. In fact, I'm never going to take a young girl again ever. I'm going to go down and see if I can give the family some financial aid. Then, I'll decide what to do with my life after that. But, for right now, I'm going to pack a couple of changes of clothes, and I'm going to get into my car, and just drive. I want to be alone and I don't want a woman. Somehow, I don't think I ever want a woman again!" he said, and sounded so vehement, that it even startled Jake.
"That's a pretty harsh statement to make, my friend," Jake said, wondering if Lew were really serious.
"I know, Jake. But I've given it a lot of thought. I've done some terrible things in the past couple of years and I'm thoroughly ashamed. I don't feel much of a man. However, there is something you can do for me. Come up and take a shower with me, and I'll tell you while we're there," he said.
Agreeably, for their showers in the past had been pleasant, Jake followed behind Lew, wondering what he could possibly have to tell him that could startle him more than his declarations of the past few minutes.
They were both soaped up and chatting like in the old days, when Lew made his request of his friend.
"Jake, I can't count the amount of women I've fucked in my lifetime. But I can count the ones I've raped. I feel soiled through and through. I remember telling Alice once, when I was angry, that love-making wasn't love-making, it was fucking. But, Jake, fucking is love-making. At least, it always used to be with me, and the partner or partners I was fucking with. Somehow, I have to pay for the misery and damage I've caused or I'll never be able to live with myself!"
"How can I help, Lew?" Jake asked, feeling sympathy for his friend and even understanding his feelings.
"How many times have I fucked you in the ass, Jake?"
"Well, about six times, I think, why?" Jake asked back.
"Would you say your cock was as big as mine?" Lew then asked.
"No. I think you've got an inch or two on me, but mine's just as thick across," Jake bragged, holding his cock out so that Lew could compare it with his.
"Well, my friend, you probably are not aware of the fact, but no one has ever fucked me in the ass. You once offered me your ass when I was in great need and I took it. I'm in great need again, my friend. But this time, I want you to fuck me. No! I don't want you to fuck it, I want you to rape it, like I've done to those helpless girls!" he said, and bent down to grasp his ankles.
For a moment, Jake didn't know what to think. But the sight of Lew's ass, his virgin ass, right before him was very tempting. Then, he made up his mind.
"I'll go easy, Lew, because I love you, you know that, don't you?" he said softly, pressing his soapy knob between Lew's cheeks, teasing at his hole while massaging Lew's cheeks with his soapy hands.
"I love you, too, Jake. But I said no making love. I said rape. And I mean rape! Please, Jake, fuck my ass as though you hated me and punish me so I can be free, rape me, help me, Jake, do it now!" and he gritted his teeth as he felt fingers of steel grip his ass cheeks, stretching them to their limits.
Lew knew it was going to hurt, and he wanted it to. But he was unprepared for the excruciating pain of the actuality, as Jake filled his tight ass in one savage thrust. In fact, he would have fallen over if Jake hadn't wrapped his arms around his hips.
Wildly, Jake pounded in and out with savage elation, hating himself for hurting the only man in the world he loved, yet glorying in knowing his temporary lover was a virgin, and rape goes to a man's head as nothing else does.
His grip around Lew's hips was so tight that he didn't realize that Lew was unconscious, until he blew his load deep inside of him. As sanity returned to Jake, he regretted his abandoned self-control and prayed he hadn't killed his beloved friend.
From that moment on, Jake was tenderness itself. And, when Lew awoke in bed with Jake's arms around him, they both cried against each other until they had convinced each other of friendship for life, and drifted off into sleep.
It was five o'clock in the morning when Lew drove his Rolls out of the driveway, and headed southwest. He had promised Jake to inform him if he needed him in any way, and also promised to return before flying south the following week.
Lew drove for five hours, then stopped for a light snack. He washed up and went to the bathroom, then was on his way.
He never once consulted a map, and except for an occasional road sign, had no idea of where he was. He had driven until he could hardly see. His eyes were so tired, he decided that he'd stop at the first motel he came to.
However, the road he was on didn't seem to even have any civilization on it. He could see nothing but fields and trees in any direction.
He was about decided that he'd just have to pull off the road and sleep in the car, going without food when he thought he caught the gleam of a light far ahead and to the left. So, he headed for it.
If it turned out to be nothing but a reflection, then he'd pull over and sleep. But he had to find out for sure.
It turned out to be a small farmhouse, with a light glimmering in an upstairs window. Lew pulled into the long drive and turned off the motor of his car.
His legs were so tired, he actually staggered up to the front door. He had to wait almost five minutes before he heard someone coming.
"Yes, what can I do for you?" a plump, middle-aged woman asked, as the light from her small sitting room revealed Lew's tired form for her.
"Well, ma'am, I've been driving for hours, and I thought I'd come across a motel, or something. But I didn't. I wonder if you and your husband would allow me to rent a bedroom for the night, and perhaps a meal. I'll pay you well, and I'll be away early in the morning," he said.
"Come in with me. My old man wouldn't care anyway," she said, and led Lew into the kitchen. "Me name's Zelda. What's yours?" she asked, as she set about fixing some bacon and eggs.
"It's Lew," he said in return, almost fainting at the wonderful aroma of the meal she was preparing. He didn't know that a simple meal of bacon and eggs could taste so wonderful. Of course, he hadn't ever been so hungry before.
Gratefully, he ate every bite, and even drank a glass of buttermilk on being informed there wasn't any coffee in the house.
Finally, Zelda led him up the stairs, and showed him where he could sleep. The room wasn't elegant like the rooms he was accustomed to, but it contained a bed that looked and felt comfortable. He smiled his thanks to Zelda, and as soon as she had closed the door behind her, he threw off every stitch of his clothes and climbed beneath the covers. In moments, he was sound asleep.