BUZZ: A Titan King MC Story Book TWO

Chapter 15- RYAN

Chapter 15

Ryan

It had been well over a year since my heart was f*****g obliterated. I missed Julia. I was tired of feeling like this, like I was suffocating. The only way to explain the heartache was that I felt like somebody was sitting on my chest. I couldn’t get enough oxygen into my lungs, and I was gasping for breath. I was gulping just enough air to keep me alive, but it wasn’t enough to breathe comfortably. That was the only way to describe how I felt. I needed to move on, needed to leave Julia and our past behind me. I couldn’t keep doing this. Julia was gone; she was not coming back.

I wanted to reach out when Emmy told me about her parents; but I decided against it. The last person on the f*****g planet she would want to talk to is me. And it isn’t like I hadn’t tried. At first, I called every night. Every night it would ring and ring until the voicemail came on. I would leave a message telling her that it wasn’t what it looked like, I wouldn’t do that to her. I loved her. I needed her. Begging her to come back to me. Every f*****g phone call left unreturned. After a few weeks, the phone calls gradually decreased. I would phone every few days, then once a week. I still called her weekly. She never answered or returned my calls. This was it. I had to face it that she was f*****g gone and never coming back.

I decided right then that the phone call on Saturday night would be the very last one. I searched for her number in my phone and pressed ‘delete’. I wouldn’t have the temptation then to call. She was in my past now, I would always have hope that she would come back to me, because I knew she was my end. After deleting her number, I felt oddly invigorated. I thought I would feel like s**t, but it felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I needed to move on, and this was the first step. Next step, getting more p***y. I asked Oliver if there were any parties on that night. He had been trying to convince me to come out every weekend since Julia, but I refused. He said all I needed was some Grade A p***y to get over her. I disagreed. I knew I would never get over her- but Oliver had never been in love- so how he f**k would he know? He was jumping round like a f*****g puppy when I told him I wanted to go out. He knew of a party going on, but it wasn’t really that close- so he wasn’t gonna go. I didn’t bother changing- couldn’t be f*****g assed. I pulled my sneakers on and sat on the couch, waiting for Oliver to hurry the f**k up. We finally left twenty minutes later and walked half a mile to the party.

We walked into the room where most of the people had gathered. There was some rap s**t playing on the DJ decks in the far corner of the room. Girls grinding on each other, there was a few making out. There was a table with a keg next to it on one side, two seniors were holding a girl upside down whilst she was drinking from the keg threw a straw. She was wasted already. Beer pong was happening in the kitchen. It was f*****g mental. I headed for the kitchen to get a drink. Oliver f****d off as soon as we got in, went straight to the girls making out with each other. I lost count of how many threesomes that douche bag had.

I was on my third beer when a girl came to me. I didn’t recognize her, but she seemed to know me. “Hey, you’re Ryan, right?” “Yeah, who the f**k are you?” I asked, not very patiently or politely. She giggled. What the f**k was wrong with her? “I’m Carlie, with an IE.” f*****g seriously? I raised an eyebrow in her direction. Sure, she was hot, but clearly a f*****g bimbo. “I don’t care. What do you want?” I asked, I seriously give zero f***s about ‘Carlie with an IE’ “I want to f**k you.” That f*****g got my attention. “What?” I sputtered. Not cool man, not cool. “I want to f**k you.” She repeated, seemingly bored. I suppose it was just another f**k to her, which was what I needed. Hot p***y? Check. Willing? Check. Not gonna want my number afterwards? Probably not. f**k it. “Fine, let’s go.” I said, shrugging, trying to match her bored tone.

Carlie with an IE led me upstairs to one of the empty bedrooms. I closed the door behind me, and as I turned back, she jumped up on me, wrapping her legs around my waist. f**k she was eager. She leant forward to kiss me. No f*****g way, I don’t mind f*****g a girl, but I won’t kiss her. As p***y whipped as I sound- they will always belong to Julia and I won’t kiss another girl until I get her back. So much for trying to move on. I shook my head, “no kissing” I ordered. “fine by me!” she got down and pulled me over to the bed. She sat down and I stood in front of her, watching for what she was going to do next. Her eyes swept my body, her eyes widening when she got to the tent in my jeans. She raised her eyebrows, smirking at me as she saw my bulging c**k. I was f*****g proud of the size of my d**k. It was a good 9 inches and thick. She unzipped my jeans, sliding them down my legs. Her eyes widening even more when my c**k popped out from under my shorts. She licked her lips, looking at me, eager to put it in her mouth, “go on, suck me.” I encouraged. Her tongue slipped out between her lips, as she moved toward me. She licked the tip; my head falling back at the feel of it. She opened her mouth and took me in as much as she could, which was a good way in. She’d obviously had a lot of practice sucking c**k. I stood in front of her, letting her be in control, she licked the tip, then took me in her mouth. It lasted for a few minutes before I had enough. I held her head, as she looked up in surprise as I f****d her mouth. I was pumping my c**k in as far as I could, her eyes watered, her gag reflex being tested with every thrust. When she finally had enough, the drool spilling down her chin, I picked her up and threw her down on the bed. I quickly sheathed myself with a condom as she stripped her clothes off. “f**k me” she said. Happily. I slammed my c**k into her. With one thrust, I was balls deep in her p***y. She wasn’t tight, but it would still be enough to make me c*m. I didn’t give her time to adjust to my size, I just kept slamming into her as she screamed out. The f*****g screaming was ridiculous. I was half expecting someone to come check she wasn’t being murdered. She sounded like a f*****g porno. “stop f*****g screaming, it’s pissing me off.” I said. f*****g dramatics. I kept on thrusting until I was close, I didn’t even bother waiting for her to c*m, f**k knows if she already had, the overly exaggerated screams where clearly fake. I pumped one last time before I came. I pulled out, making sure the condom was still intact. I tied it and threw it in the toilet in the ensuite bathroom. I got dressed quickly and left, thanking her before I left. I didn’t want to seem like a total prick. It didn’t matter anyway; she was passed out on the bed. I just closed the door and left. I found Ryan and told him I had got my d**k wet and was heading home. He looked like he was in with the two girls, so I wasn’t expecting him home tonight.

I was walking back home when I heard my name being called. I turned to see Riley walking towards me, “what the f**k do you want?” I asked. “I heard Julia’s parents died” he said, ignoring my question. “I heard the same.” I turned back round, wanting to get home sooner rather than later, and alone. “Have you heard from her?” he asked. “No. Not since the night you f*****g paid some slut to kiss me.” At least he had the common sense to look ashamed about it. “Yeah, I know I didn’t apologize at the time, but I am sorry man. I was pissed that you told her that I cheated, and I wanted revenge. I dropped the charges because I realized I took it too far and I shouldn’t have done it. I’m really sorry.” I stood there looking at him, I couldn’t f*****g believe this prick. I shook my head in disgust and walked away. He had the f*****g brains not to try again.