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TABLE OF CONTENTS:

     [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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Dodger yanks his head back so had that Garrett gasps, immediately dissolving into a low moan from the sharp teeth at his neck sending dull, delicious pain lancing down his spine.

"I don't know," he pants. "I jerked off earlier. Might not- hn- be in the mood."

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"Oh yeah?"

He ruts slowly into Garrett's hand, leaning up to speak with their lips brushing.

"So should I stop?"

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Garrett squeezes his cock a little tighter. "I'm the one doing all the work."

He sounds- not breathless, exactly, but he's definitely turned on. His own cock has been slow to respond, but it's stirring with every brush of Dodger's lips, every small gasp or moan.

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Dodger laughs quietly, and reaches a hand down to Garrett's. His fingers slip around the older man's, and pulls him away from his cock. He slides off of Garrett's lap. He slides his pants down a bit more, and pulls his shirt off slowly enough to seem like a strip tease.

"Jacking me off is all the work?" He purrs, and licks his lips. "What if I just do it myself, then?"

[defaulthawke]

Garrett tries to hold on, but of course Dodger pulls his hand away effortlessly. He is, as always, helpless before that immense strength. The small show of power has him feeling warm and wanting, cock hardening in his jeans as Dodger strips for him.

"You'd be a good stripper," he notes. "You look so good like that."

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"Yeah?" That puts a sly grin on his face. "Never been into the idea, myself... but you've got a funny way of changing my mind."

There's still that look in his eyes, subtly challenging Garrett, seeing how far he can push while playing hard to get.

"What about you, do I have to tear your clothes off myself?"

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"Maybe," he answers, idly palming at the front of his jeans. "Or maybe you should get back in my lap and keep being a sassy little shit."

Garrett knows that Dodger wants him to get aggressive, but he's not in exactly the right headspace for it. However, the other man has an incredible way of drawing it out of him- which sounds like a lot of fun.

[smokedout]

Dodger's eyes are drawn to Garrett palming himself. He licks his lips again, slowly to let them drag against his teeth. He kicks his pants off, and slinks over to slide back onto Garrett's lap.

"I'm not forgetting that you came without my permission, by the way." He seeks out a kiss, and a nip for Garrett's lip.

[defaulthawke]

Garrett's hand moves up to slide over Dodger's naked thigh as the man settles on him. Sharp teeth catch his lip and surprise a small sound from him that's nearly lost in the closeness of their kiss.

"Get used to it," he answers, his hands sliding down to grip Dodger's ass, kneading the taut muscle boldly. "My cock moved out with the rest of me. I'll come whenever and in whoever I like."

[smokedout]

Garrett's strong hands gripping him draws soft moans from his lips, and he only barely tries to mask them with kisses. He nips him again, and softly tugs on Garrett's hair while his body leans eagerly into the older man's grip.

"Sure." He leans closer, to growl against Garrett's ear. "But if you do, I'll punish you afterward. Don't forget that your cock belongs to me."

[defaulthawke]

Garrett's own throat rumbles with low moans from soft lips and strong hands pulling his hair, with shivers down his spine when Dodger's voice growls low in his ear. His cock throbs with need from the heady thrill of your cock belongs to me, even as he musters his sass as best he can.

"You don't own me," he breathes, and pulls Dodger down so he can rut his cock against the man's ass. "Instead of threatening me, you should be asking nicely for me to not shove my cock in you right now."

[smokedout]

Dodger's eyes light up and his cock aches eagerly - it's the sort of threat that would have him squirming and begging before the cult. There's a shiver of fear that comes with it, but maybe it speaks to the shaky trust between them that he doesn't entirely panic.

"Maybe I don't want to beg." He purrs, reaching down and fumbling urgently for Garrett's zipper. "Are you gonna make me, daddy?"

[defaulthawke]

Garrett lets go of Dodger's ass to slap him across the face, then takes him by the throat.

"I've told you not to call me that, boy," he says sternly, nails digging long and sharp into Dodger's throat. More than normal by a long shot. "When I let go, I want you to bed over the couch with your ass in the air. Understood?"

With that, he lets go of Dodger and gives him a light shove.

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The slap gets a soft noise from him, somewhere between a groan and a yelp. But the hand on his throat makes him light up, tensing with anticipation. And when Garrett lets go, he only mutters a drunken-sounding, "Yes sir."

He follows orders immediately, bending over for Garrett and shifting his weight to let his ass sway enticingly. His anxiety is slowly rising, but it dissipates each time that Garrett grabs him and calls him boy.

[defaulthawke]

Garrett gets to his feet and slowly walks around the couch while looking at Dodger. His eyes rove over the man's naked body as he moves, not bothering to hide his hunger and moving slow enough to let Dodger see him loosening his belt.

"Finally, some respect," he says appreciatively, pulling off his belt and folding it in his hands. Garrett drags both his fingers and the folded leather strap over Dodger's skin, feeling out every bump and scar- especially that ugly mess of scar tissue on his back that always makes his stomach twist a little. "You know, I've been wanting to heal this for ages," he explains, gently touching a thick, twisted line. "But I can't when you insist on talking back and acting like you're in charge. Every time you call me the wrong thing, it tells me that you still don't know your place."

The belt comes down on his ass harshly and without warning with a mighty crack.

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The first strike pulls a begging cry from Dodger, eagerly shifting his weight to push his ass out further. The hand on his scars makes him shiver, but he loves the way Garrett talks to him. The way they can effortlessly switch between master and pet, father and son.

"I like them." He mutters breathlessly. "Fuck... please let me keep them, daddy."

[defaulthawke]

The next blow is much harder, striking Dodger directly in the balls.

"I told you not to call me that. You just earned ten more lashes."

[smokedout]

Another harsh cry - the pain stings, but it lights him up with excitement. It's the sort of thrill he could only get so often in Hell, of being struck and abused and talked down to like a petulant child in need of punishment.

"Yes sir."

There's no regret in his tone, only anticipation. It's not an apology, it's gratitude.

[defaulthawke]

Garrett buried his hand in Dodger's hair and shoves his head down roughly. That same hand then trails down Dodger's back, tracing a particularly stomach-twisting whip mark all the way down until his fingers are left to drag over the younger man's spine before coming to his ass.

"You need discipline," he explains, gently tracing over the red belt mark with the looped leather. "It's either this or the kind of discipline I showed you as a child. I think this is better, don't you?"

Better than scalpels and brands and screaming.

"What do you say to me for going so easy on you?"

Thwack. Another sharp blow right across his cheeks.

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Dodger groans in delight, shivering as Garrett's fingers reach his spine and then his ass. In truth, as an adult he wouldn't mind the cuts and brands, but he doubts Garrett could handle the sheer level of masochism he's capable of. For now, the belt is delicious.

The belt strikes again and he moans outright, digging his fingers hard into the fabric of the couch.

"Thank you, sir."

[defaulthawke]

Garrett leans down over Dodger's back and brushes a soft, whiskery kiss to the scarred skin. "Good boy."

Then the moment passes: he straightens up and rubs Dodger's ass briskly in the spot he just hit. "Here's what's going to happen, Jamie," he explains sternly, his fingers dipping down to rub the tight ring of muscle down below. "You're going to address me as sir, except for after I hit you. Every time I take the belt to you you're going to say, thank you, father. Understood?"

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Every touch and grope pulls pleasured sounds from him, and he even surprises himself when Garrett starts to rub around his hole and he feels no sense of panic. Only excitement, just like years ago when he slept around behind Janet's back.

"Yes, sir."

The instructions catch his attention - Garrett doesn't like daddy but he does like father. And Dodger finds that he loves that distinction. The two of them really are fucked up.

[defaulthawke]

"Good."

Garrett sets his hand on Dodger's back, resting heavily as he positions himself. Moving his feet just so, shifting his weight just so until he's ready. His hand massages the smooth skin, tight over round muscle, for a moment before retaking its place on Dodger's back, heavy and strong enough to hold most men in place.

"Ten strikes for every time you've spoken out of turn today. One." He brings the belt down hard on Dodger's ass with a loud smack and waits for Dodger to respond.

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Another moan, as Garrett gropes him. The hand on his back is heavy and firm, and he relaxes until it feels like it could hold him. That seems to help, when the next lash strikes him.

"Fuck... Thank you, father." Even the first time saying it feels dirty.

[defaulthawke]

It feels dirty to Garrett, too, running down his spine all filthy and forbidden. A memory returns to him suddenly of Dodger's slender young body, muscled but still smooth and adolescent, bent over a couch very like this one with his cock dripping. Small underneath him in bed, hot against his skin, tight around his cock as Garrett clamped his hand strong over his son's mouth and took him in the night.

Fuck.

"Good boy," he breathes huskily. "Two."

He strikes Dodger with the belt again, across the ass. Garrett brings the leather strap down again and again, using if not all then at least a lot of his phenomenal strength, making sure to cover as much of the skin as possible, layering strikes over each other, getting Dodger's ass as red and tender as possible. Every once in a while he aims a strike at Dodger's balls, and once manages to get the underside of the man's hard, aching cock.

After getting up to 15, he stops and takes a breath, rubbing Dodger's tender, sore ass and looking at him for signs of distress.

"Alright, boy?"