Undertaking chapter 10

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The outcome of a revenge story can usually be determined. There are only a few conclusions available when reaching the end. What becomes of the participants, let alone the protagonist, varies. They can settle into their new lives or fight against it. Regardless of how they react, the outcome has settled in or out of their favor.

So, what became of the former members of the secret Circle that ordered the murder of the Prince family. It was all to be expected really. They had sown the seeds of their downfall. If none had dared to challenge the balance that had maintained itself for generations, they would have continued with their lavish lifestyles. And yet, their gluttony got the better of them all.

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The pompous Ianto Merlyn was arrested on numerous charges relating to his company’s lucretive actions. The path to his family’s former present was built on the suffering of others. All of it came to light at the click of a button. The media was soon eating up the story, but not like the other’s.

A story about a hypocritical and closet homosexual Republican is far more exciting than backstabbing businessmen. As soon as Richard Warren’s private activities were leaked, he lost everything. Backs were turned and partnerships were severed. The sex tap had circulated the World Wide Web so fast, countless platforms failed to take down the video quick enough. The amount of scrutiny Richard received for his hypocrisy was far greater than his peers’.

Dominic Salazar was filed away into the cabinet of the numerous other millionaires that avoided paying their taxes. His actions were deemed simplistic if not slightly noteworthy. His corporation fell into disarray, nonetheless. Their situation was clear much like the final member to lose their family’s legacy.

The first to fall, Johnathan Harris, had the most finesse about his current circumstances. He fell from grace not unlike how a certain angel fell from Heaven. His empire crumbled with him and all the work his family put into building it up. The glee and ambition he once held was nowhere within reach. All he had now was the ever-consuming knowledge that he failed playing the very game he was born into.

But what of the protagonist? What about the dissolvement of the Circle? A typical story would say Logan lived happily ever after. The old system was destroyed, and a new way of life can be sought. That wasn’t entirely the case here. The Circle had indeed been disbanded, but another group formed in its place. A group secretly known as the Enclave.

The figureheads who supported Logan Prince in his Undertaking now occupied the refurbished seats of the round table. They had taken to his mission at turning the city they now controlled into a bastion of civilized life. Their goal was met given the resources at their disposal. If done correctly, the upper class can truly elevate the castes below. A different kind of Undertaking that was in no means a small feat.

In all this chaos the only one to truly come out on top of it all was Logan. He had avenged his family’s murder and achieved his goal of taking everything from those who instigated it all. In the end, the only thing that would have satisfied him completely is if his family could see the fruits of his revenge. They may not approve of how he succeeded, but the reward should have been enough. All he could really hope for was that they were smiling down on him from the other side of those pearly gates.

Well, he hoped they weren’t looking at him right now. High on an apartment complex in a modern penthouse, Logan was partaking in his evening entertainment. The company he kept were not the type Zachary Harris kept. It was the kind that said they meant more than just a quick fuck. At least that was the vibe he gave off to the other man in his bed.

“Ah, shit, Kyle.” Logan grabbed at the younger man’s head assaulting his cock, “I didn’t mean I liked teeth all the time.”

Kyle came up with spit dripping from his chin, “Sorry, I just can’t help myself.”

Logan smiled sweetly at him, “You’ve said that before.”

“Its true!” Kyle giggled, “I haven’t been able to get enough of your dick since you first screwed me in my father’s office.”

Logan laid a hand on his cheek, “I can’t appologize enough about using you like that.”

“And I’ve forgiven you. Besides,” a genuine smile played across his lips, “I rather enjoyed the fact that I was a pawn in my family’s downfall.”

Logan frowned at him, “What do you mean? I destroyed you family’s legacy and subsequently their fortune. My actions left you penniless.”

“Not really.”

His frown deepened knitting his brows together, “I don’t understand.”

“I’ve been meaning to tell you that my siblings and I aren’t broke.” Kyle shuffled himself up on Logan’s body as he explained, “Each of us were excluded from our father’s situation. The judges allowed us to keep our individual trusts since the funds were invested legally.” His happy expression faultered for a moment as he confessed, “One of the few things Dad did right for his kids.”

Logan pressed his lips against Kyle’s trying to maintain that smile on his face. “I’m glad I didn’t ruin your life as much as I already have.”

“I’d say you’ve improved it,” Kyle said and kissed him back. “You’re the one who set me free from my father’s expectations. My siblings and I can finally do what we’ve always wanted and not have to sacrifice our lives to some stupid ancestral legacy.”

“Well, I’m glad I’ve changed some lives for the better.”

“I’ll continue to say,” he stated cheekily trying to convince Logan of the achievements he already knew of, “have you seen how much the world is commending the city for its implementation of clean energy. The outreach programs that have helped numerous people across communities that would rather riot than work together.” The look on Kyle’s face was beaming with admiration towards Logan’s work, “What about the low-income housing that’s rid the streets of homeless people!”

“Hey, we’ve got Bulldog – I mean – Eugene to thank for that last one.” Logan chuckled, “Don’t blow my head up that much. I’m not a god.”

“Might as well be considering how you saved the city.”

The two of them smiled at one another before Logan shifted Kyle’s legs to spread over his hips. “If that’s the case then I could do with a bit more devotion. Wouldn’t you agree?”

Kyle felt the tip of Logan’s dick poking at his hole, “That I do.”

In a fluid motion, the two connected with one another. Logan’s cock crept its way up his ass. He couldn’t figure out why Kyle’s ass felt so good to him. There had been plenty of tight asses before, one in particular that could never be replaced, but his was of another kind. Kyle’s ass would swallow his cock with ease as if a perfect fit. He only felt like that once before a long time ago.

As Kyle rocked his hips on Logan’s cock, he dove his lips in to capture the other’s. They kissed back at each other with passion. A flurry of lips, tongue and teeth consumed them as they ravished their most sensitive regions. Logan had to support Kyles ass just to get the length of him to come out just to force its way back in. The energy passing between them was being felt by the expensive bed they screwed on. The frame didn’t start squeaking until their physical exploits began.

Their attraction towards one another complemented their intercourse. As Kyle had confessed, their shared past did not affect their present as negatively as most critics would assume. Instead, it bolstered their drive to interact together. In every definition that meant.

The stamina these two possessed showed in the destructive force that sex can be. The penthouse was filled by the scent and sounds of their pleasure every time they occupied its many rooms. With so much square footage to go around, how could they not screw in every corner? The real sad part about this is what the Custodians must deal with when they clock on.

That kind of consideration was lost on them as they wrapped themselves in their respective lust. As they built each other up, the two of them would fall deeper into the other. Their connection strengthening with each climax. Every wave of pleasure that coursed through their body was a sign of their affection and what it can do for each of them.

And so, in the end, Logan Prince had found a spec of happiness after the massive loss and trauma of his past. Laying there with his unforeseeable lover leaking his cum out of an abused hole, Logan was happy. He was content to spend the rest of his life using the assets his family was murdered for to make the city and, hopefully, the world a better place to live in.

Some revenge stories have their stereotypical end. The same can be said for a story like this. It is up to you to decide if Logan Prince acted as many others have in the menagerie of similar tales. Question if his actions were unique given Logan had to touch the darkness his enemies dabbled with. Once you let the darkness in, it will never leave. No matter how many happy kisses are shared.

THE END …

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