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Edward's POV
I went back to Bella's for my car but I decided I didn't want to talk to her, so I left her a note and left. And I was gone. Just like that I up and left. No more cheating fiancé. No more bi-curious sister in love with said fiancé. And no more gender neutral brother who I fucked against a tree for being sucked off by said cheating fiancé.
And it honestly felt good to leave it all behind for a while. Alice was right, as usual.
I can get back to it all later but for now I am alone.
Now! The door opened and my brother-in-law climbed in, causing me to swerve, and almost hit a tree.
"Shit Emmett!" I yelled at him, driving just off the road and stopping.
"See now that is what you should have done before I got in." He said casually.
I looked at him for a moment. "OUT!" I yelled.
"Why?" He shrugged indifferently. "We are both running away, and we need to talk eventually. So why not get that conversation out of the way and if you still want to run away alone I'll let you. Or we could run away together, and talk sometime later." He grinned at me as though that were the best idea in the world.
He was right about one thing, he wasn't leaving till we spoke about this. "Look Em, I'm not gay. I'm not interested in guys, or you for that matter. I was mad at you, Rose, and Bella and I wanted a way to punish all three of you at the same time." I looked at the steering wheel as I spoke.
"Well you succeeded, my arse hurts like hell." He told me as though that made in better.
"Sorry." I mumbled not looking up.
"Don't be, that was awesome. Best fuck I ever had." I could hear him grinning as he said that.
"Are you leaving now?" I felt like crap, I had cheated on Bella, and physically hurt someone I cared deeply about. And worse he liked it. Why did this new-found knowledge make me feel good? The fact that it did disgusted me.
"If you really want me to." He sounded disappointed. I realised I didn't want him to go.
"We could runaway together if you like." He suggested and I found myself wanting to say yes. "Do you really want me to leave?" I could hear the sadness in his voice.
"Yes." I didn't hesitate a second before saying. But for some reason I wanted to say no.
He paused and we both just sat there in silence for a minute, although it felt like an hour. "Okay then." And with that he opened the door and limped away slowly.
I felt bad for the way I had hurt him. And then I was mad at him for leaving. Why didn't he make me let him stay? I floored the accelerator and sped off. How dare he just walk off like that? My anger quickly reached it's peak and I turned around with such force I almost lost contol.
At the speed I was going it didn't take long to find him still limping along slowly. I spun around in front of him, stopping as I did so. I could smell burnt rubber as I threw the door open, almost snapping it off.
What is he doing? My brother-in-law thought as I walked towards him fuming with anger. I didn't bother speaking as I grabbed his shoulder and thrust him down and dropped to my knees beside him.
"Edward, what are-?" He started but I was having none of that.
"Shut up!" I ordered him roughly forcing his head against the gravel, and positioning his hips in front of mine.
Okay. He thought far too eagerly as I grabbed the waistline of his jeans and forced them off him.
I'm not sure when I had removed myself from my own pants but I angrily forced my already hard member inside him making him cry out in a mixture pleasure and pain. His cries only seemed to anger me further as I forced myself inside of him repeatedly, causing him to scream louder each time. I released his head to grasp his hips, straightening myself from the knees up I plowed into him again. Harder and faster each time.
I wanted to find words to contain my anger, but none seemed to fit. I couldn't even tell what I was angry at him for.
Pulling out I turned him over, slamming his back into the gravel and leaning over him, I placed my hands on his shoulders to crush him into the ground and I pushed my erection roughly into him. I saw the pain flash across his face and it spurred me on. I was mad at him, I wanted to hurt him. I gritted my teeth and let all my anger reveal itself on my face.
In his pleasure he grasped his arousal and began attempting to stroke it in time with my thrusts. I growled at him and he stopped with a whimper. Releasing his right shoulder I grabbed his rock hard member, enjoying the look of pain on his face at the strength to which I did so. I grinned at his pain and rubbed his length roughly, knowing it hurt him as well as pleasured him.
His walls clamped around me and moaned with pleasure as he came all over my shirt and his. I threw my head back and buried myself balls deep into him as I came.
We both stayed there, panting for a few second before I pulled out and stood up, replacing myself inside my pants and discarding of my filthy shirt. I can't say exactly why, but I liked the look of him laying there exposed, he had this freshly fucked look about him and he smiled up at me satisfied by my actions.
"Get in the car!" I growled at him and he stood up instantly. With pleasure. "And don't mess up my seats!"
Authors Note: I'll be perfectly honest with you all, this story is my first try at guy-on-guy and I would love your feedback. I also have no idea what will happen next, this story pretty much writes itself, so feel free to tell me what you would like to happen, cause I love giving my readers what they want.
~SophieAngel69
