Comfortably Numb (closed)

[RawDog33]

The slamming of the door rattled me, reminding me all too well of how my ex had slammed that same door in my face, storming out after I figured out she was cheating on me. “Fuck,” I muttered, losing my appetite.

The coffee finished brewing, and I poured myself a cup. I turned off the burner and scraped the food away into the trash bin. I lit a cigarette. The fuck was wrong with me? I went to the fridge and pulled out the Bailey’s irish cream, and poured a shot into my coffee. I had to laugh a bit as I looked at the destroyed kitchen table. I wasn’t ready to clean up any messes this morning.

I was an idiot to let a woman like that go. I shook my head and took a drag, before loading up the pipe on the counter and taking a nice, deep hit...

 

[Cum_Inside]

Catching a cab back home was annoying because my face was a storm cloud and I wanted nothing to do with anyone at the moment besides maybe making friends with a guy I called Jack, who had a nice kick and didn’t take shit from anyone. He was always there when I needed him, unlike fucking Tommy O’Brien. He was the only one there for me apparently.

When I entered my house I made a beeline for the liquor cabinet and poured a healthy helping of the whiskey into a tumblr I kept on the shelf for such occasions. Chugging back a mouthful, I eyed the bottled and murmured “fuck it,” under my breath before grabbing it and climbing the stairs intent on taking a blistering hot bath and scrubbing Tommy from my pores.

There was no telling how long I laid there in the tub but after the fourth glass shattered on the floor when my wet pruny fingers could no longer hold on to it, my lip began to wobble and the dam broke, watching the amber liquid soak into the bath mat and run across the floor in around all the tiny little shards of my sparkling heart shattered in every single direction.

It fucking hurt.

 

[RawDog33]

A few weeks passed. I felt bad for being so cold towards Lynn that morning, but I certainly wasn’t going to try and reach out after she told me in no uncertain terms to lose her number.

God but she was a hell of a lay, though. I had to wonder if I’d ever run into her again. We were still friends on facebook, at least, so maybe she didn’t completely hate my guts. Everytime I saw her picture come across my feed, it brought me back to that amazing night, filling my head with memories of my dick being buried in her and busting my nuts all over her face and tits and the way she sucked my dick so good...

It was late on a Friday night. Some of my buddies from the job had invited me out to drink at some bar downtown. I was fairly drunk at this point in the evening, though I certainly wasn’t stumbling over myself or anything. There was a busty, tattooed red-head sitting next to me at the bar, and I’d bought her a few drinks already. We were hitting it off fairly well. I had her giggling. It was shaping up to be a good night, after all.

That’s when things got... interesting...

 

[Cum_Inside]

My life was a miserable cycle of work and sleep with the occasional visit from Jack after Tommy had hurt my feelings that morning a few weeks ago. I felt truly pathetic thinking that it could be anything more than sex and I’d kicked myself over that but mostly it sucked because I’d been in love with him for so long and to have it handed to me for one night and then coldly ripped out of my grasp... It left me broken.

I didn’t want to eat. I didn’t want to shower. I didn’t want to work. I just wanted to sleep forever.

But I couldn’t and my friends made sure I knew that. A few weeks after the incident the girls I worked with drug me out to the bar after work citing a need to wind down after a crazy shift and with their hands steering me down the street towards the closest bar I could not say no. I wish that I had.

The atmosphere was good; quiet and lit just enough not to make it feel like a strip club but dim enough to encourage intimate conversation among dates. There was a TV above the bar with the football game on and that didn’t catch my attention for long when my eyes landed on a familiar figure at the bar chatting up a pretty girl.

My heart dropped into my stomach and I felt sick.

 

[RawDog33]

I had my back to the door, and didn’t see the new group of women enter the bar. I was a bit preoccupied with redhead, anyways. What was her name again? Angela? I finished my beer and ordered up another one, as well as another round of shots for us, and excused myself to use the restroom real quick.

I stepped into a stall and fished out my little cocaine bullet from my pocket; a small plastic device designed to deliver key-bump size hits of coke quickly and efficiently. I took a hit up each nostril as I drained my bladder, waking me up in short order. It would be enough to keep me on top of the world for another hour or so.

I looked in the mirror as I washed my hands, smirking to myself as the high kicked in, feeling confident before I headed back out to the bar...

 

[Cum_Inside]

I watched Tommy cross the floor into the bathroom and take his sweet time.

After he was gone for a few minutes I excused myself from the girls and headed up to the bar next to the pretty girl he’d been chatting up. I ordered myself a whiskey sour and sat there with my legs folded while she tried to tell me the seat was taken.

Turning to face her slowly I smirked.

“Oh honey, Tommy O’Brien is not the kind of man that will save any seat for you... He fills that with the next sweet ass he finds. He will dump you before that next sip even hits your belly, trust me. What a winner,” I shrugged.

 

[RawDog33]

I came out of the bathroom and was met, halfway to my spot at the bar, by the redhead, holding the drink I’d just bought her. She had an angry look on her face. I raised an eyebrow. “Whoa, Angela, what’s wrong?”

She scoffed. “It’s Andrea. Fuck ‘em and dump ‘em, eh? I’m not in the mood to be another notch in Tommy O’Brien’s bedpost. Get your dick wet elsewhere, jerk!” she hissed at me, before launching the liquid from her shot glass right into my face and storming off.

“What the fuck?” I said, rubbing the alcohol from my eyes and wiping it off my face. Everyone sitting at the bar had gone quiet for a moment, all eyes on me. A moment later, they all turned back to their drinks... all of them except one.

My eyes locked with Lynn’s, as she sat there in my barstool, smirking. My eyes narrowed. I turned and got the bartender’s attention. “Check, please,” I said, pulling some cash out to cover my tab. I looked back at Lynn and stalked towards her. “You just ruined my night. Happy with yourself?”

 

[Cum_Inside]

“Considering that’s the only pleasure I’ve gotten in weeks since you fucked me over, pretty happy,” I shrugged. I laughed, taking one more sip of my drink and sliding from the stool gracefully. I took a couple steps towards him and places one hand on his shoulder, leaning in towards his ear.

“Does it hurt to get a taste of your own medicine? To be so excited about the way things are going only to have it cruelly ripped away? I think you might need to cool your jets.”

With that, I tipped the glass down the front of him, ice and all, and began to walk away.

 

[RawDog33]

She said her piece, and dumped her drink down my shirt. It took every ounce of self-control to hold my cool in that moment. I slapped my money on the bar. “Keep the change,” I growled, not even looking at the bartender at this point.

I took a deep breath. I needed to get out of here. I stalked past Lynn and her friends, heading out the bar’s front door. The night was chill, but my shirt was wet, and I unbuttoned it. I pulled out my phone and summoned an Uber to get me home. Ten minutes was the wait time. I lit a cigarette as I waited on the sidewalk, and fumed.

That bitch. How dare she? What was her fucking problem? Her words ran circles in my head. I took a hit off my vape pen, trying to calm down, but it only increased my paranoia. How the fuck did I fuck her over? I took a deep breath. Did I even want to go home? There was an hour til last call. Maybe I could find another piece of ass somewhere else.

I looked back into the bar through the window, and caught Lynn’s eye for a moment...

 

[Cum_Inside]

After seeing him my mood was spoiled and I wanted nothing to do with him. I wanted to go home but looking at him through the window turned my stomach and made me stay still. After a few minutes I couldn’t stay still and needed to just get out of here.

Begging my leave, I grabbed my coat and waited just inside the door for his ride to pick him up.

 

[RawDog33]

Who was I kidding? I wasn’t going to another bar like this, my clothes covered in booze. I took an angry drag on my cigarette, resisting the urge to look back at Lynn again. What was her fucking problem? I paced a bit in front of the bar, probably looking like a crazy person, muttering to myself. My mind was spinning a mile a minute, no doubt helped along by the coke in my head.

I had half a mind to go back in the bar and confront her... but I had already created enough of a scene there, and I didn’t want to get banned from the joint. It wasn’t a bad bar. Not that I’d be coming back anytime soon after tonight, anyways...

I turned and looked into the bar, and spotted Lynn standing idly just inside the doorway. Our eyes met.

“Get the fuck out here,” I said to her, through the glass.

 

[Cum_Inside]

I scoffed, sneering at him. I couldn’t read his lips completely but I did catch enough to get the memo and I wasn’t sure I wanted to do that. Yet again, I knew that I did have to work on clearing this up at some point even if I didn’t want anything to do with Tommy.

Okay so that was a lie — I was still in love with him no matter how I tried to tell myself it wasn’t true, and even my anger at being basically thrown out like yesterday’s news didn’t cover the truth of that.

It was with anxiety that I stepped out into the evening breeze and finally came to a stop in front of him.

My tone was callous and on-guard but he needed to know I wouldn’t put up with his bullshit.

“What do you want from me, Tommy?”

 

[RawDog33]

She rolled her eyes and scoffed but in short order walked out of the bar and came up to me. The look in her eyes was defiant, but vulnerable.

“What is your fucking problem, Lynn?” I demanded to know, cutting to the chase. “You fucking stormed out on me. You’re the one that didn’t give us a chance. And you think you can just waltz in and ruin my night with someone else?” I shook my head, turned and looked away, sniffed hard, getting a little remnant cocaine powder from my nostril up into my nasal cavity. I glared back at her.

“We coulda sat down, had a nice breakfast, but no, you gotta lose your damn mind over fucking nothing!”

 

[Cum_Inside]

“Nothing? Nothing? You ran out on me in the shower after amazing sex like a scared little boy! Of course I didn’t feel great after the man I was in love with couldn’t even bare to be in the same room as me when I was on cloud nine! Then you wanna say that I ruined everything? So no, I don’t think I’m being petty and losing my mind over nothing, you ass! Fuck you, Tommy!”

My proclamations were loud and full of bitterness and I hoped he didn’t catch the way my feelings for him had snuck out but I was so done with this man and I just wanted to go home.

 

[RawDog33]

She was in love with me? Good God in heaven she really was crazy! She wasn’t wrong about the amazing sex, either. In fact, she was spot on. But that didn’t change the current situation at all.

“Fuck me? Fuck you! What you did tonight is the literal definition of fucking petty jealous batshit crazy bullshit!” I yelled right back at her. We were definitely causing a scene in front of the bar. People inside were watching intently.

 

[Cum_Inside]

That was another slap in the face.

Batshit? I didn’t think so. I didn’t know what else he expected after basically running me out the door so cruelly only a few weeks before.

My lip wobbled but I refused to cry in defiance.

“Wonderful. Tell me how you really feel,” I snapped sarcastically. “I’m done with you and I’m done being hurt by you. Let’s just go our separate ways and you won’t have to deal with ‘jealous crazy batshit bullshit’ anymore.” My last words were kind of choked and my heart ached, wondering why I was never enough for anyone. All my attempts to have my feelings be known were always taken so negatively and I ended up broken.

I turned away from him and began to walk. My apartment was about a twenty minute jaunt away but I felt no desire to stand here and be humiliated, so maybe I’d walk a while before either finding myself a ride home or just sucking it up and travelling the rest of the distance on foot. Both options sounded better than staying here.

 

[RawDog33]

She turned away from me and started to walk off. I did the same, in the opposite direction... for about ten steps, before I stopped and sighed. Chasing her was the wrong idea. Just let her go.

I clenched my fists.

I couldn’t just let her go. I should have. But I couldn’t. We had been friends for a long time. How could I throw that all away? I may have been broken and hurting from my failed marriage, but something was drawing me to her.

I turned and looked back. She was still walking away. I went after her.

“Lynn, stop, god dammit,” I said, coming up behind her. She only picked up her pace. I did too, catching her, grasping her by her arm and spinning her around to face me. She tried to pull out of my grip. Instead, I pulled her into the dark alley.

I pushed her up against the brick wall. One hand came up to her neck, squeezing her throat. My other hand went swiftly down between her legs, finding her hot core, my fingers digging into her sex through her pants.

“Are you really in love with me?” I growled at her.

 

[Cum_Inside]

I kicked at him but pinned against his body and the brick wall in the darkened alley I was incapacitated. His fingers did their best to push through the fabric covering me and I was uncomfortable, wanting to be anywhere but here. It kind of hurt but not as much as my pride at being used like yesterday's news.

He had me by the throat but not enough so that I couldn’t answer him or get enough air. I didn’t want to acknowledge his question; I’d hoped he hadn’t heard me.

“Let me go!”

 

[RawDog33]

My hand tightened around her throat, even as she demanded I let her go. I should have let her go. I should have just walked away.

It was too late now.

I held her firmly against the brick wall as she tried in vain to gasp for air. “I asked you a question,” I growled, even as I gave her no opportunity to respond, savoring this moment of power and control over her. I saw her eyelids flutter, her eyes start to roll back as I choked her, and then I released her and slapped her across the face.

“Don’t make me ask again.”

This bitch really brought out the worst in me.

 

[Cum_Inside]

It might have been cliche, but everything was taking me by surprise tonight. As his hand collided with my face all I could think to do was stare dumbly at him. Even if I wanted to respond I couldn’t find the words. I was too shame-faced and shocked.

Finally, I nodded. Then I followed it up with “I wish I didn’t.”

 

[RawDog33]

She nodded in affirmation that she was in love with me, but then stated that she wished she wasn’t. That only served to further enrage me. She was turning me into a monster. I grasped her by her hair at the top of her head and pulled her harshly deeper into the darkness of the secluded alleyway.

I had never done this to anyone before in my life. I knew it was wrong. But somehow, I knew that it was exactly what she wanted, exactly what needed to happen. There was a stack of pallets behind the dumpster. I pushed her up against them, and grabbed her scrub pants and yanked them down her legs, exposing her panty-clad ass; the panties joined her pants in short order.

My dick was already hard as I unzipped my pants.

“You belong to me,” I growled at her, stroking myself behind her as I held her down, bent over the rough wood. I let go of my dick only to grope her between her legs, finding her wetness there. “You know you want this.”

 

[Cum_Inside]

I flailed and kicked against him but the way he held me with one hand putting pressure against my spine and the other fumbling at his pants prevented me from getting the drop on him. Panic was welling inside me knowing full well what was about to happen. I knew sex with Tommy was typically phenomenal but here in a dingy darkened alley with my temper flaring and no desire to fuck (rather, only to tell him to fuck off), I became more and more agitated.

“Let me up!” I raged. “Get your slimy hands off me O’Brien! I don’t owe you a fucking thing and you can go find yourself some sleazy two-bit whore if you need to get your dick wet because I want nothing to do with you,” I snarked, anger biting at my tongue and sharpening it like a sword.

I was in love with Tommy but held down and exposed like this? Nuh uh. No way was I tolerating this disrespect.

 

[RawDog33]

“Shut the fuck up, bitch, you are my sleazy two-bit whore,” I growled back at her, grabbing her by her hair at the back of her head and smashing the side of her face down against the pallets.

That was gonna leave a mark.

And that was also when I felt the throbbing head of my dick get enveloped with the wetness from Lynn’s juicy, soaked cunt. She was ready for this, and I was going to take her.

I plowed hard into her, a single thrust taking my cock fully inside her, impaling her in the dark alley...

 

[Cum_Inside]

The impact of my head wasn’t as disorientating as the fact that I was pretty sure I could feel splinters digging into the tender skin of my face a split second before Tommy speared me open around him in his dick. I whispered, eyes squeezing shut and scrabbling for purchase against the pallets. His words didn’t hurt half as much as they might have if I wasn’t incapacitated in this way.

“Please don’t,” I begged. “Please stop Tommy. I don’t want to do this.”

I don’t know if my cheeks were wet with tears or blood from him smacking it against the pallets, but I did know that there was something warm and wet catching in my eyelashes every time I blinked or squeezed my eyes shut.

This is not how I had imagined this evening to go at all.

 

[RawDog33]

She begged for mercy, but I wasn’t in the mood. I was already inside her, her cunt squeezing against my invading member. I pulled back and thrust hard into her again, eliciting a gasp. I groaned as I held her in place.

“Fuck, baby, that pussy feels too good,” I said, savoring her wet heat as I held myself terribly deep inside her.

I stroked myself into her, long and firm, letting her know just who was in charge with every push inside. I raised a hand and brought my palm down hard on her bare buttcheek, the spanking reverberating through the alley.

“I know you want to be my good little whore tonight...”