Chapter 2"GOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!" Nick screamed. This was just about the best basketball game he had ever seen. Brian was next to him, whooping and shouting as well.
Feeling a bit like a teenager at a rock concert, Nick toned down the volume a bit so he was just under 100 decibels. By the end, his throat was hoarse and his stretched muscles sore from throwing his arms into the air one too many times.
"Hey, Bri, wanna go now?" he asked, his voice coming out scratchy.
Brian felt his cock stiffen at the sound of Nick's sexy voice. "Sure."
The ride home was filled with excited chatter about the game, and every time Nick said anything with his husky voice, Brian felt himself get harder and harder. Waves of excitement pulsed through him and he fought to control himself until they got to the hotel. As soon as they stepped inside, he slammed the door shut and looked Nick straight in the eye.
"Whoa, Rok, you look like you're going to kill me." His body was frozen as Brian walked closer and closer. "Bri—" He was silenced by a pair of lips on his. Wrestling Brian off, Nick backed off in fright, but slammed into a wall. Panic filled him and he couldn't think straight. He felt like he was duct taped to the wall. "What are you doing?"
"Giving you a little present," Brian smiled, breathing hard. "Now either you're going to listen to me or you'll be punished, understand?" His hands reached into a bag and produced pieces of rope, a leather belt and a Chinese rolling pin. The pin was about a foot long and an inch in diameter. Nick's eyes widened in sheer terror as Brian and his weapons came closer, blocking his only escape route—the door.
"But Frick! Buddy pal...we're friends!!"
"Friends," Brian scoffed. "You're my little fucking toy now. Remember Nicky, if you're a good boy, this might be enjoyable for you. But if you're bad..." Brian smacked the rolling pin on his palm a few times as if to emphasize his point. "Get it?" Nick nodded quickly. "Good. Now lay down on your back." Slowly, Nick began to sit on the ground. "On the bed, stupid! And hurry it up. Don't make me do it for you." His captive hastily stumbled onto the bed, tears of betrayal stinging his flushed cheeks. "Oh quit blubbering," Brian barked as he tied the limbs of a powerless Nick to the bedposts.
After taking his pants and boxers off, Brian positioned his dick right above Nick's mouth. "Suck," he ordered. Defiantly, Nick kept his lips tightly pressed together. Brian reached for the belt and whacked Nick's stomach with it. The pain caused him to scream in agony and Brian seized the opportunity to shove his penis into Nick's mouth. He moaned as a warm wetness engulfed him. "Use your tongue and teeth, but don't even THINK of biting!" he warned. Nick complied, letting his tongue slide up and down and across the tip. His teeth scraped the sides and bit the very top gently and firmly. As Brian's cock grew stiffer, he fucked Nick's mouth harder and harder, grinding his pelvis into Nick's face and groaning loudly as he felt the younger Boy's mouth work on him. Soon he cried out as he shot his load down Nick's throat. He slowly slid his manhood out and sat back, panting.
Nick watched Brian slide down him to his leg restraints. "That was very nice work, Nicky. Now I'm going to trust you that when I untie your feet, you're not going to try to escape, all right?" Nick didn't move a muscle when Brian released his feet as well as his pants and boxers. He figured there was no use in attacking. Helplessness overwhelmed him because he knew that Brian could knock him out any day.
"This is the fun part," Brian smiled malevolently. "Working your ass till it can't work no more."
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