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     [4/25/21 - DAY 1 (4/25)] *Garrett arrives in Boston, and Dodger picks him up from the hospital. Later they discuss CBT.
     [5/26/21 - DAY 1 (4/25)] Coyote contacts Garrett, warns him about Dodger, and offers a few resources if he needs an escape.
     [5/28/21 - DAY 2 (4/26)] Garrett and Dodger argue about Dodger refusing to defuse his door bombs. Later, Dodger tries bottoming and Garrett gets a chastity device.
     [6/22/21 - DAY 3 (4/27)] Garrett earns his way out of the cock cage with knifeplay. Dodger leaves afterward and comes back bruised and bloody.
               - Dodger carves a protection rune into Garrett's chest.
               - Dodger bottoms again, featuring post-orgasm torture.
     [7/16/21 - DAY 4 (4/28)] *Garrett wakes Dodger up with sex. Dodger is a big bossy brat and proceeds to prematurely ejaculate.
               - Dodger tries to answer his phone mid-sex.
               - They argue about adopting out the dogs.
               - Dodger introduces the demon fleshlight. It spirals into violent, bloody sex.
               - They have an after-sex feelings jam, and softer aftercare sex.
     [8/3/21 - DAY 17 (5/11)] Garrett blindfolds Dodger and tops him to handle the frustration of being caged.
               - Dodger starts up a struggle for dominance halfway through, and wins.
               - Afterward, Dodger teases Garrett briefly before they have sex in the shower.
               - Garrett safe-words during sex, and they pivot to softer (?) sex in bed, before Dodger locks Garrett in the closet overnight.
     [8/4/21 - DAY 15? (5/9)] Garrett meets Marina, and introduces her to Max.
     [8/19/21 - DAY 18 (5/12)] Dodger wakes Garrett up with gender-swapped sex, although he really overshot the 'kink' factor of the closet.
               - They talk briefly about Garrett's new apartment, and Dodger changes the subject by inviting him on a coffee date.
               - Garrett gets restless, and Dodger takes him on an impromptu trip into rural Mass. On the way Garrett heals Dodger's wrist scars.
               - Dodger screws Garrett against the hood of a rental car he stole at gunpoint.
     [9/2/21 - DAY 20 (5/14)] Garrett and Coyote talk about job-hunting, and Coyote updates him on Marina and Max.
     [9/14/21 - DAY 21 (5/15)] Dodger pushes Garrett into gender-swapping, so he can take her out to dinner and be lovey in public.
               - Dodger starts fingering Garrett under the table during dinner, and slips in a little of his feeder kink.
               - They screw in the car on the way home, and keep going at home. Dodger tries out tail-fucking Garrett.
     [10/6/21 - DAY 29 (5/23)] Garrett sees texts from Jason on Dodger's phone, and they argue after both taking truth serum.
               - They discuss Garrett's suicide, and Dodger shares his fears about it. They also talk about therapy for Dodger.
               - They argue about Dodger's drive to keep Garrett locked away for his own safety. Garrett leaves to move into his new apartment.
               - Garrett texts Coyote the next morning to talk about possibly working for Dana's group.
     [10/12/21 - DAY 30 (5/24)] Garrett meets Dana, they briefly discuss his new job and then go off to spar together.
     [10/12/21 - DAY 30 (5/24)] *Garrett and Dodger sext to smooth over the rough night before.
               - Dodger agrees for Garrett to meet his friends, and talks a bit about them and his role at Atlas.
               - Garrett doms Dodger, until Dodger uses his safeword.
               - They discuss the sex contract again, and get worked up enough to go back to screwing.
     [11/12/21 - DAY 57 (6/20)] Dodger takes Garrett on a plane ride to meet Augustine in New York.
     [AUGUSTINE - 1/17/22 - DAY 57 (6/20)] *Dodger and Garrett meet up with Augustine, who feels Garrett up before dismissing her for their business meeting.
               - Afterward, Augustine catches them being cute at the hotel bar.
               - They meet up with Scotty and Jazzlyn at a fancy Chinese restaurant.
               - Dodger has to step out after Scotty and Jazzlyn leave, leaving Garrett alone with Augustine.
               - They go back to their hotel room, and have make-up sex with a vibrator involved.
               - Garrett heals Dodger's back scars, and they talk about his tattoos. Garrett marks his territory.
     [2/1/22 - DAY 58 (6/21)] Dodger and Garrett head home from New York, screw on a plane and then again at home.
     [PALO - 2/11/22 - DAY 75-76 (7/8-7/9)] Dodger finally introduces Garrett to his friends, so they can do coke and play Poker.
               - Palo corners Garrett to be territorial over Dodger.
               - Dodger and friends start betting on who gets to use Garrett's mouth. Palo nearly kills Garrett, twice.
               - The next morning, Dodger does his best to make up for the night before, with romance and foreplay.
               - Dodger almost immediately ruins it by going fully overboard with 'kink'.
               - Garrett gets his revenge by topping Dodger, and afterward they argue about Dodger not being able to admit he fucked up.
     [BREAK-UP - 3/24/22 - DAY 83 (7/16)] Dodger takes Garrett out to eat, but gets interrupted by a run-in with Dana.
     [3/29/22 - DAY 80 (7/13)] Dodger and Garrett get into an argument over text, after which Dodger gets drunk and rapes him.


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"Oh yeah?" Dodger teases, "Something like this?"

He presses Garrett down with one hand on his shoulder, the other on his hip to keep his ass up. Any attempt to struggle will meet a display of Dodger's immense strength. For a few moments, he fucks Garrett into the bed with the same harsh, breakneck pace he usually loves.

And it takes some effort to actually stop, loosen his grip a bit and slow back down. His pace is a little faster than before, but only barely.

"I can't come, fucking you this slow." He admits with a few puffs of laughter, "Maybe it'll help my stamina, heh?"

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Somehow, Garrett doesn't quite expect Dodger to crush him face-down into the bed like that. The first rough slam punches a sharp cry from his lips, one that's quickly followed by others as Dodger fucks him so hard and fast that he nearly screams.

Then- then, then it's over, the immovable pressure pinning him down eases and Dodger settles back into a slow, soft rhythm once more. Painful, almost, to lose that delicious force- to kneel there, face buried in a pillow, shuddering in near-agony at the loss. It leaves Garrett shaking and letting out wanton, helpless moans on every breath.

"Trying to kill me," he pants, muffled by the pillow. Garrett needs to bury his face for a minute while he tries to remember how to breathe without gasping. They've only just started, and already Garrett can hardly think through the discomfort, desire, and frustration.

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"Maybe I am." Another tease, as Dodger leans down and buries his fingers in Garrett's hair, tilting the older man's head up to press a kiss to his cheek.

He eases off and leans back so he can knead Garrett's ass, experimenting a little with the rhythm of his hips. He settles on one of his favorites - slowly pulling out, and slamming back in. It's much more friction for him, still not quite what he needs. He knows it won't be enough for Garrett either - they really are addicted - but he's committed and determined not to give in to the frustration.

"Don't worry," he pants between thrusts, "If that last fuck didn't kill you, nothing I can do to you will."

[defaulthawke]

It's one of Dodger's favorites, and Garrett loves it just as much: the slow slide as Dodger draws back, and the harsh thrust that always punches a moan out of him. Every thrust buries Dodger so deep that he can hardly breathe.

"A month," he repeats between moans, almost despairing.

Seriously. Why did he agree to that? It's only been fifteen minutes and Garrett's is already chomping at the bit. Every thrust feels incredible, sending pleasure rocketing up his spine and to the tips of his toes, but it comes with constant discomfort from his cock's inability to get hard. It's frustrating.

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The whining only gets a quiet laugh from Dodger. It rumbles out of him, soft and low and gravely. Now that he's really starting to get into it, he can't think quite well enough to tease him anymore. Just enough to keep ramming into him.

And now that he's hitting his stride, his patience slips away pretty quickly. He pulls out a little faster, slams in a little harder. As his breathing picks up he starts to pull Garrett into him on each thrust, snapping them together in a way that sends lightning through him each time their skin meets.

[defaulthawke]

On some level, Garrett wishes this could be lackluster or even just ordinary sex, to make it easier for him to endure. But no such luck for him. The worst part is how good it is- the sheer, toe-curling, ball-slapping, electric, screaming thrill of it. Dodger is hitting him just right, at the exact perfect angle and depth to send sparks bursting up his spine and make him cry out with sheer need, and he knows that if his cock were free he'd already be close to coming.

But no. All he can do is let out helpless cries as Dodger fucks him hard and fast, cock so tight in its cage that he can hardly breathe, bent and pulled down and locked cruelly in place by hard metal both inside and out. All he can do is ball his fists in the sheet until his knuckles go white and gasp raggedly as every rough thrust makes his heart skip, breath hitch, and sweat break over his brow. His cock is starting to leak thick fluid from the tip of the metal sound, and his balls are full, heavy, and aching.

Suddenly he realizes that he's saying something. There are words coming out of his mouth: a punchy refrain of please, please, PLEASE with every thrust. He doesn't know how long he's been doing it for, only that he buries his face in the pillow and sobs out a, "Oh god, oh fuck fuck fucking Maker fuck fuck, please, fuck oh my god please," punctuated by heavy cries as Dodger manhandles and fucks him deep.

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Garrett's cries are music to his ears, sliding electric down his spine and straight to his cock. His grip on the older man tightens until it leaves bruises, until his claws threaten to come out, but he manages to pull himself back a bit. At least enough not to draw blood.

Dodger regrets choosing to fuck him from behind only because he wants to watch Garrett's face, he wants to capture his lips in the middle of this and steal his breath. But he knows he would lose control again if he could, overwhelmed by his desire. Instead he settles for gripping Garrett's shoulder and pinning him roughly into the bed, shifting the angle a bit so he can fuck him harder.

The new angle is just right for him, and his own moans join Garrett's. His skin becomes feverishly hot, the telltale sign that he's close to coming.

[defaulthawke]

Dodger grips him harder, tighter, fingers digging in until he winces from the sheer strength of it. Unfortunately it stops short of pure abuse but somehow that's even better because Dodger promised and now he's actually doing it.

Then he's getting crushed face-town into the bed even harder than before, and the next moan to come out of him is barely even human. Everything feels so good that Garrett can't even think; his balls are full and tight, cock dripping something thicker and more precious than precum, and his brain is on fire. This cage may not have spikes to cause him pain but it still hurts to be soft. It hurts and it's infuriating, every harsh slam that jostles the heavy steel a reminder that his body is no longer his own. He turns his face into the mattress and screams in sheer impotent frustration.

[smokedout]

Garrett's body is intoxicating, and Dodger feels himself drifting dangerously close to whatever happened to him last time. He doubles down, fucking Garrett just as hard as he can to try and push himself over the edge sooner.

And it definitely works. He leaves more bruises on Garrett's back as he finally comes, filling Garrett up with a ragged moan. He's left panting loudly, carefully rubbing the spots where he can see bruises blooming.

"Fuck... sorry. You feel too good to resist."