Chapter 22: Steve

By mid-afternoon the phones in the kitchen were going off every minute or so. Notifications of text messages, and tweets, destroying any calm that the group had built up. Bryan got so aggravated with the devices he wrapped them in a towel and placed all of them at the bottom of a drawer, putting more towels on top. Not having the outside world bothering them, they napped together and sat watching their friends, saying little.

Well-rested by early evening Bryan, went out and got pizza for the group. They didn’t want anyone but their parents to know where they were. They wouldn’t risk a delivery guy being from school and broadcasting their location. Sitting around Vince went out and got some firewood from the pile in Julie’s backyard. He started a roaring fire. Amanda ran upstairs and pulled a comforter from Julie’s bed, spreading it on the floor in front of the fire. The scene reminded Susan of a day more than a month ago when she didn’t have so much regret. When laying on a cover in front of a fireplace meant a day of lazy sex with her brother. Not helping her best friend recover from the worst night of her life.

They ate and talked and turned on a romantic comedy on the television. Susan and Bryan ended up on the cover with Missy and Luddy. The curling up with his sister on the floor, also, reminded Bryan of their first day together as a couple, just with clothes on. The level of sadness waned as the night progressed. Time was doing its best at healing the wounds of those that needed it. Their lack of recall of the night’s events left only the physical pain as a reminder of what had happened,. Being mentally unaware of the previous night was making it slightly easier to not dwell on what had happened to them. The happy ending of the movie was in stark contrast to what reality would hold, but getting lost in it was a nice diversion. Finally, Karen asked Will, with her mouth full of pizza crust and sauce, “What is the last thing you remember from last night?”

“Talking to Todd, though I’m not sure why he was talking to me. I hardly know the guy.” Will answered her.

Karen turned her head sideways as if trying to have a thought fall out of her ear. “You know, I think he was the last one I talked to also,” she stated, staring blankly at the fire. She was running the foggy memory over and over in her mind trying to clear it up.

Missy chimed in, “I think, I was dancing with Bill right after talking to Todd. Then I draw a blank.”

Steve was interested in hearing what the girl he was wrapped around had to say. “And you.” He lightly nudged Julie.

“The last thing I remember is defending why I would rather go out with you than Rich to Todd. You know Rich tried getting me to date him after Susan dumped his ass.” Julie said remembering the days months ago clearer than last night.

All eyes turned to Susan, “Yeah it was Todd I talked with.” She didn’t add the lie of being the last thing she remembered. She just let it be implied, a lie of omission.

Steve grabbed another slice and said mainly to himself, “That’s interesting. The only person in common is Todd.” Amanda looked closely at Steve. She figured Todd had about four more hours of life as he’d known it. Steve was about to re-arrange what Todd thought was normal.

A half-hour later, Steve looked into the eyes of the lovely girl pressed against him and said, “I’ve something that needs doing for a few hours. Please stay here, your friends will watch out for you until I get back.” Everyone had an idea of what Steve needed doing. No one said a word to dissuade him. Amanda looked at Stew.

“Hey brother, why don’t I go with you? You never know when you might need some help.” Stew offered his services.

“Thanks, but I’ll be fine. Can I borrow the keys?” Steve asked.

“Sure they are on the counter. Sure you don’t want some company?” Stew offered again.

“Nah, I got this,” Steve retrieved his phone and looked up Todd’s address. Finding it he wiped his phone’s history and tossed it on the table as he was walking out the door. They all looked at one another wondering what Steve was going to do to Todd when he found him.

Steve found Todd’s address and looked to see if he was in the house. As luck would have it Todd pulled up as Steve ducked into some bushes by the front walk. As Todd walked by Steve grabbed him from behind. Though Todd was older, he wasn’t nearly as strong. Steve’s arm went around the weaker boy’s neck cutting off his air supply until he passed out. Steve got the keys from the guy’s pocket and put the unconscious body in the back seat before he drove off. Steve knew of some secluded wooded areas. He shredded Todd’s clothes making bindings and a blindfold.

When Todd came around he was stripped naked, cold, and tied spread eagle to a couple trees. Steve didn’t know if the piece of shit before him was shaking in fear or from the cold. Covering his mouth changing his voice Steve started by asking questions. In an eye of the hurricane calm, Steve asked who gave him the drugs for the party. Todd was thinking he was already going to be killed refused to answer. The lighter from his car glowed red as Steve applied it to Todd’s testicles. The scream was deafening. Steve just asked the question again in the same calm voice. Todd gave up Rich instantly and added that it was a special mix Rich had been perfecting on other girls.

The next question Steve asked received an immediate answer from the boy with the burnt nuts. “Who all went upstairs at the party and raped those people?” Todd began rattling off name after name of guys Steve knew or knew of. Some of the names were completely new to him but as each name was spoken it was burnt into his brain. He would never forget even one of the names, though in time each of them would wish he had.

The final question was a simple one though Steve’s captive didn’t wish to answer it. Steve asked velvety smooth, “And what did you do upstairs last night?” Todd knew that his captor was a friend of one of the presents he had opened last night. The problem was figuring out which one of the presents and not mentioning his or her name. He’d been in all four rooms and raped all five of the people he had drugged. His first answer was denying ever going upstairs. Steve took this answer as Todd wasn’t taking his precarious situation seriously. Earlier Steve had found a straight-ish stick without side branches, he ran five inches of it up in Todd’s asshole in one quick movement. Again Todd screamed and passed out from the pain. Steve had been prepared for this possibility, bringing ammonia with him. He waved the bottle under Todd’s nose bringing him around.

Steve gave Todd a minute or two so he could regain his ability to perceive pain. He pulled the limb from the crying boy’s bloody asshole. Steve again asked in the same tone of voice, “And what did you do upstairs last night?” Steve waited for a few seconds for an answer, but when it didn’t come he again rammed the jagged wooden dildo up the rapist’s ass. After which he again had to rouse the sobbing teen. Before he could even ask the question a third time Todd began an incoherent rambling about having fucked the fat girl first; he liked redheads. Steve swung the stick into the midsection of his captive. Todd began his ramblings again talking about how the little blonde girl’s cunt hair tickled his dick the first time he screwed her. The next time too many guys had gotten to her and it was slick. Again the stick flew through the air to land on stomach flesh. The last words Todd would utter to Steve were about how he didn’t really enjoy butt fucking the guy they’d tied up. Yet, he wanted to try screwing a guy; seeing if it was different than fucking a woman. But he had really enjoyed fucking the twins. They were great with their hairless cunts and even got a blowjob from one of them. He wasn’t sure which one it was as they looked the same when covered in that much spunk.

Todd was expecting another blow to the stomach when he finished his recantation of the last of the night’s events. Steve just lowered Todd to a sitting position with a large rock between his legs. Todd was together enough wondering if his captive was going to leave him sitting there. Having him freeze to death with his balls being pushed up by the cold rock they were on. It was the last thought he’d have that night. Steve took a stick that would have made a good baseball bat and brought it down as hard as he could on the raised up testicles. The searing pain of having his nuts cracked into a million pieces blacked Todd out to the point no amount of ammonia would revive him. A second swing was brought to bear on the small dick he placed on the smashed nuts.

Steve put the passed-out body in the car again this time taking him home. Steve drove to the house he had taken Todd from and left him in the back seat. Steve wiped down the car. Then he walked through the dark of night making sure he couldn’t be seen. He arrived at his brother’s car a couple of blocks away and drove to a restaurant with a wi-fi hot spot. Spoofing his IP and mac address he sent a text message to the ICE number that was in Todd’s phone. The message read, “Get Todd to a doctor, he is in the driveway.” His mission accomplished for the night he drove back to Julie.

He went straight to Julie and kissed her lips lightly, being sure he didn’t scare her after her ordeal of the previous night. He told her, “He’ll not be a problem to anyone again.” He kissed her a second time and hugged her close.

“Oh Shit.” Came from Amanda, but no one dared ask what his statement meant.

Stew letting everyone know that Steve had been with them the whole night said. “Aren’t you glad you stayed for the second movie, even though it was a chick flick.” Steve just nodded his head, absorbed in the sweet smell of Julie. Steve’s actions ended any talk of ever going to the police. Everyone knew he would in the long run do a better job punishing those that hurt them than the police ever would.

One couple by one they began withdrawing from the conversation, while a third movie ran on the TV that no one was watching. The older couples were quietly and discreetly making out. Stew and Amanda were on the recliner, Vince and Stacy right next to them on the floor. The two girls were judicious with their movements as their boyfriends massaged and caressed their chests. Stacy being a squirmer had the most difficulty in not drawing attention to Vince’s hand up her shirt. She knew the people around them, that’d been forced into an orgy wouldn’t appreciate one breaking out. But the expert way that Vince could roll and tease her nipples made the sensations go straight to her head and clit.

Amanda had calmly let Stew know that she was hot for him, telling him directly in his ear, “Honey, I want to make love to you tonight. I’m just not sure how to pull it off without making it obvious.”

“Julie.” Stew said quietly to the girl folded up in his brother’s arms. Steve was lightly stroking her long locks. “I think everyone is going to sleep where they are now. Do you have some spare blankets or something in the house?”

The words directed at her broke her transfixed stare and the fire. “Yes, there is a trunk up in the hall that has lots of them. Mom likes making quilts.” She pointed in the direction he should go. Stew went to the trunk and came back into the room with an armful of quilts and blankets. He piled them up in the center of the room, before taking one to Vince and Stacy. He covered the two of them up permitting Vince’s hand to remain on Stacy’s warm and aroused breasts. Stew went back for another covering and brought it to Karen and Will. The pair were still connected drawing strength from the other, even as they slept together innocently. Stew covered the pair noticing how carefully Will had located his hands on Karen’s shoulder so she wouldn’t feel betrayed.

Missy said “Thank you,” as Stew covered her and Luddy. Stew gave them another blanket for use as a big pillow. It was Luddy who said “Thanks,” this time. Stew had noticed the two, he had just covered up move closer together under the covers. He doubted they had sex on their minds after the ordeal Missy had endured. But he liked thinking that maybe one day when the pain had worn off they’d be able to have sex as consenting friends or make love as lovers. After all the scrawny kid was going above and beyond what a casual friend would do.