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“Fuck, your ass is tight. Goddamn.”

Holy shit.

Then a smacking sound of flesh-on-flesh pierced the wooden door, along with a sharp cry from Minty, followed by another whacking noise and a grunt. “Take it, you bitch. Fuck.”

I rattled the door, but neither responded.

The grunts and breathy moans were punctuated again and again by what sounded like an open-handed smack, but from time-to-time there was a hardthunkthat was more like the sound of a fist on flesh, and then Minty’s noises changed to grunts of real pain.

I didn’t know what to do.

The rhythm of the cries and grunts escalated, and then Minty’s vocalizations stopped. Kyle shouted, “Come on, fag. Come on my dick like the cum-hungry whore you are.”

Then I heard a horrible, sucking gasp, like Minty had been without air for too long. Kyle shouted, “Fuck!” and the whole thing was over.

Within seconds the door was flung open, and Kyle marched out, still zipping up his pants. I fell into the bathroom, holding the tip jar and shaking all over.

“Oh God,” I said, finding Minty bent over the sinks, his eyes glassy and his half-naked body quivering. “Did he hurt you?” It was a stupid question, I’dheardKyle hurting him, and when I looked Minty over, I could see bruises rising on the sides of his hips in the shape of fingerprints. Worse, the same thing was happening around his throat.

Minty smiled at me in the mirror, his expression blissed-out and content. “So that’s my new lover, Kyle,” he said. His voice sounded scratchy from where that monster had choked him. “Isn’t he hot?”

“What the fuck, Minty!”

In a daze, I watched as Minty cleaned himself up, washing the ice cream off his face and neck and using wet paper towels to wipe off the cum slipping down his legs. No condom. Of course not.

He knelt shakily to clean the semen from the floor beneath the sink.Hissemen, I realized.

“Thanks for watching the door for us, Peter,” he said. “That was the best fuck he’s given me yet.”

I clutched my hair, heart hammering. “You’ve done this with him more than once?”

“Sure.”

“He couldkillyou.”

“Let him try,” Minty said. “I can take care of myself. I know Aikido, remember?”

“Yeah, but—”

“Peter! I could take him, okay? He wouldn’t even know what’d hit him. Trust me. I have it completely under control.”

Minty grabbed the tip jar from me and walked out with a little less swagger than usual, but with a glowing, satisfied air that terrified me.

What the hell was hedoingfucking a guy like that? Andlike that?Bare and rough and reckless.

I stood there shaking, trying to figure out who I could call for help with this. Windy? Antonio? Robert? I didn’t know. Minty was disdainful of authority, and while he could be both sweet and loving, he was headstrong too. There was no one he’d ever consider the boss of him.

Well, therewasone person Minty respected…

Groaning, I washed my hands and splashed my face with cool water. My head still spun, and I was getting a headache to match the dreadful stomachache I’d had since I’d spotted Kyle.

I sat through my next lecture in a daze. It felt like someone had taken a sledgehammer to my head and my heart. I’d been an accomplice to something horrible. I couldn’t shake the feeling I’d somehow helped Kyle hurt my friend.

My friend who apparentlywantedto be hurt.

Fuck.

Chapter Nineteen

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