Undertaking chapter 8

The preparation for Logan’s plan to go into full effect was long and grueling. Years had passed since the Prince family’s tragedy was broadcast. The whole thing was covered up as a pirate attack. No one was arrested, but authorities were supposedly hunting for the killers. Little did they know they were searching in vain.

A federal investigation was issued to investigate the death of Logan’s family. An entire family worth millions killed on the family yacht in open waters called for such scrutiny. The news outlets were mourning the loss of the Prince family. Even the ones who paid for their demise shared their sympathies on camera. It was painful for Logan to hear their lies of sorrow let alone watch.

Through lucrative connections, Logan was informed of his family’s fortune being frozen. The FBI froze their accounts during their investigation, finding discrepancies they weren’t yet able to share with the public. Prince Consolidated was falling apart. It was a family-owned empire. Without the family at its head, the empire was crumbling. Their ancestral legacy was going to be sold to the market and absorbed into those that ripped its heart out.

Logan spent every waking moment working towards his revenge. He did everything necessary to reach his goal. Vengeance is a journey with a long road. Depending on the target, it can take days, months even years to achieve. Roadblocks would pop up randomly along the trail. Each hurtle to be overcome if the desire is strong enough.

Such was the case when it came to Logan's drive to avenge his family's murder. With the help of Bulldog, he was able to tap into the underworld that exists across the world. This kind of network was ever changing making things difficult for them to stay on mission.

Interacting with the kind of people that dwell in that world always comes with conditions. Logan was particular in whom he wanted to seek out as an ally. He pestered Bulldog into taking him to the people that invested in the black market for good. Bulldog highly detested their kind of clientele. They never wanted to get their hands dirty. Made the job more laborious.

Logan soon found himself accruing a debt of favors. Multiple individuals with varying pocket depths and reach of influence had agreed to assist him. Several were smitten with the whole debacle of a surviving heir getting revenge for his family’s demise. Having heard the news of Logan’s death broadcasted around the world only made his presence that more tantalizing.

Having formed a plan of action at destabilizing each member of the Circle, all Logan needed was access to their assets. These people were given high promises. Betting a large sum of their worth on his plan. The reward was well worth the risk. Tearing down an influential group like the Circle required another to take its place. The city needed its guidance.

All the training and intelligence gathering was going to pay off. It had to or Logan would have done everything for nothing. The pain he had to endure both mentally and physically. The things he had to do to get to where he needed to be. He was putting all he could on the line in the hopes of it all pulling off. Never in his life would he have considered himself to be capable of devising such a devious plan.

The cunning he showed to his allies impressed them. They took note of a man changed by the death of his family. A man capable of such deceit and manipulation was forged by the loss of those he once held dear. Their lives would be avenged whether he was punished in the end or not. Heaven or hell could have him at the end of his journey.

The passion Logan held for his goal was all consuming. As such it took him a great length of time for him to notice the support he had been receiving. Through this journey of his, he had a constant companion. Bulldog had never left his side the entire time. Guilt stricken from his past placed him by Logan’s side. He kept true to the redemption he sought.

There were times where Logan would lose himself in his grief or explode with anger. Every time Bulldog was there to bring him back. It wasn’t easy. In his fits of rage, Logan had struck him plenty of times. The assaults were gladly accepted. It was like serving his penance. It took even longer for Bulldog to be able to get close enough to comfort Logan. When he drowned in his sorrow, Logan was completely helpless.

Their constant companionship had evolved over the length of their journey. A relationship had formed between the two that was not romantic but more empathetic. Logan was resistant at first, but he couldn’t deny the comfort the man presented. It was strange for both of them as they shouldn’t be as close as they had become given their recent past.

It did not go unsaid as Logan clarified himself to the burly man, “This doesn’t mean I forgive your involvement in my family’s murder.”

Bulldog tightened his hold on Logan’s hips, “I could never ask that of you. Your –”

Logan covered his mouth interrupting him, “I didn’t finish.” He let his hand off saying, “I can’t forgive you, but what you’ve done for me has made your involvement,” he paused trying to pick his words, “easier to overlook.”

A genuine smile, however small, came to Bulldog’s lips, “Thank you.”

Logan smirked at him, “I don’t need your thanks. What I do need is for you to fuck me like you did the other day.”

Bulldog nodded his head, “That I can do.”

Shifting his body underneath Logan, Bulldog bucked his hips into him. His large cock crept further up the man’s ass with every motion. The size of him stretched Logan’s hole making him groan as his muscles relaxed. They picked up a steady rhythm that was pleasing to them both. 

Logan bounced himself on the cock in his ass. Usually he was the top, but there was something about submitting to a larger man that made bottoming feel so wonderful. Bulldog was like a bear compared to him. Sitting on his lap was like straddling a horse. Logan’s legs were spread wide giving easy access to his hole.

The length of Bulldog’s cock filled his hole, testing his limits. Logan found it difficult to keep his pace given his inexperience with taking it in the ass. He would end up being supported by a beefy arm at his chest when riding him. The kind of touch Bulldog had with handling him made him feel things he shouldn’t.

Those feelings were of sanctuary. Logan found himself taking solace in his activities with Bulldog. The massive man had always been tender with him even from the start. He never showed any sign of hurting him and that’s what Logan liked the most about him. Being as close as they were now, he felt as if the man was taking care of him. 

The position he felt most secure in was when his back was against the bed. Bulldog between his legs digging deep in his ass. The way the man pulled him close in his bearlike hug made him feel safe. Pinned against the mattress having every thought fucked out of his head. It was easier for his mind to go blank when getting railed. He liked it. The reprieve would allow him to find some measure of happiness before it would come back to him.

Picking up his pace, Bulldog was fucking him harder. The weight of his balls slapped against Logan’s taint adding to the loud sex noises that filled the space. Logan would hold on tight as the man abused his hole. The rough fucking was just what he needed though. The stimulation was driving him crazy. He wanted it more and more as it was the only pleasure he enjoyed now.

Bulldog would grunt loudly as he built up to his climax. His movements would become more aggressive. The strength he had would be shown as he lifted Logan’s ass up from the bed. Driving his cock as deep as possible, he dumped his load with consistent force. The warm liquid poured into the smaller man. The act was overstimulating for Logan causing him to ejaculate across the both of them without touching himself.

In the pool of their sweat and semen, the two would lay there taking in the moment of peace. It was the last tendrils of distractions before coming back to their reality. In another life they may have found more than what they had then, but life is cruel that way.

Logan wondered if he would ever be able to love again. After what he experienced, his heart was too damaged to let any try and fix it. It was being held together by sheer will. The foundations his heart once had were on the tipping point of giving out. There was no way he was going to let any emotion other than vengeance cloud his heart. Logan’s heart beat for the loss of his family and the revenge he sought. Nothing but death could stop its rhythm.