Alone in the bedroom

The taste was still in his mouth and Bailey moved his tongue around like he would be able to wipe it off, but stopped when he saw Candi watching him, unaware with his plastered on smile it looked like he was savoring, rather than wanting the taste to be gone. “Auggy, could you like please get me my water?” Bailey said, looking across the room to where his original glass of water was, just feeling too drained to get it himself. “Oh, of course!” August said, jumping to his feet to retrieve the glass, and upon seeing it mostly gone he refilled it before returning it to Bailey. “Anything else I can get for you?” Looking at him Bailey thought about how he jumped at the chance to get him water now, made him sit so he could get it for him earlier and how he seemed happy to buy him an amazon gift card he wondered if he could just keep asking for things from him. “When you're done eating, maybe you could like rub my feet for me.” His feet were not that sore, the constant wearing of heels and those exercises were making it not as painful, but still the tall stilts he moved about on were not comfortable. Leaning closer he could feel the boy kiss him on the cheek. “I promised you before I would give you a massage anytime.” Had he? Bailey didn’t recall that. “Just like you promised to massage something of mine when I do.” August said in a low whisper into Bailey’s ear so the others wouldn’t hear. Feeling his warm breath so close to him caused a shiver to run through Bailey and at that moment he did recall when August had said it. Over the last weekend when he was with Aunt Megan, Aunt Megan had texted for him, saying how he would do such a thing in return.

“I’m feeling pretty full myself, Bailey and I are going to umm, watch videos on my phone in her bedroom.” The food on his plate was only partially eaten, but still August got up smiling like an idiot, ignoring how his friend rolled his eyes at him. “The bedroom?” Bailey asked, seeing Candi give him a wink as she latched herself onto her own date's forearm. Looking back over his shoulder Bailey watched as the green eyed girl at the table waved bye at him with her fingers, while she held onto Ryan as he was led away. In the bedroom, August closed the door behind them. The sound of door closing felt like the sound of prison bars closing, trapping him in the room with August who had just told him how he wanted a hand job, could he even get hard again so soon Bailey wondered as he sat down on the edge of the bed, very unsure of what was about to happens and wishing he hadn’t pushed for a foot massage. As August stepped closer he thought he might just open his pants right there, but instead he knelt down and unclasped the heels and removed them. “There I bet that feels better, those heels are sexy, I don’t know how you wear them all the time.” Bailey let loose an uncomfortable giggle wishing he never had to wear them. “Heels are like part of who I am. Can’t get enough of them.” Still kneeling down Bailey felt the pressure of August’s hands on his feet as they pressed in and started to rub. “Oh.. oh that feels amazing.” As he said that Bailey watched as August took both his feet in his hands, noticing how small his feet looked being held like that and watched as August stood and moved Bailey so that his feet landed atop the bed and his back was moved to line up with the pillows. “Let's get you more comfortable.” He said moving the pillows so Bailey could lean into them sitting up.

Untying and taking off his own sneakers, August walked to the other side of the bed and sat down before shifting Bailey’s stocking covered feet into his lap. Feeling the August’s strong hands on his feet felt divine. “Sugar that is good.” Bailey said, closing his eyes, trying to let the stress of this horrible event expunged from his mind and body with each motion of the fingers pressing into his right foot at that second. “Sugar, is that like saying fuck?” Without opening his eyes Bailey nodded, enjoying the feeling as the hands continued their job and moved up to the calf of his leg. “Yeah… A good girl never uses foul language.” Bailey was feeling, the word melty came to mind to describe how he was feeling. He had gotten a massage at the hotel with Candi, but this felt very different and at the second the outside world didn’t seem to matter, just focusing on the feeling of the massage. “Is that so, well I think you are a good girl. But what else does a good girl do?” At that second Bailey felt his thumb press down at the base of his toes and it was like little bubbles were popping under his skin that felt amazing. “A good girl always looks her best, a good girl is polite, a good girl is always obedient, a good girl always smiles, a good girl is seen and not heard, a good girl never argues or complains, a good girl never uses foul language. I am a good girl, happy and proud.” He knew he shouldn’t have said that, it just came out, he had to be a good girl, he wasn’t allowed to say no to August and that meant… that meant he had to be obedient didn’t it? He didn't like that train of thought and pushed it from his mind as August moved to his other foot.

“Well I’m happy you are a good girl too and incredibly happy with that little show with Candi. That was incredibly hot.” Bailey nodded at that comment, that truly was incredible. “Hmmm, it was hot.” His hands felt so good, Bailey was considering asking him to do this every time he saw him. Getting lost in relaxing and just enjoying the feeling it wasn’t noticed how August had stopped massaging his feet and had worked his way up to his thighs. Bailey was thinking about kissing Candi and how their bodies were rubbing against one another and between the touches and reliving the memory Bailey breathing started to get more ragged as he was getting turned on. “You know, I don’t mind doing for you what you did to me. You deserve pleasure too.” Bailey’s eyes opened wide realizing August’s hands were under his skirt and were touching the edges of the waist band for his panties. “Awww, I did I mean I got off I orgasimed and all that!” Bailey said hastily. Not wanting August anywhere near his crotch. The thing looked and felt real, but not only did he not want to risk the truth getting out he really, really didn’t like the idea of a man licking him between the legs. August didn’t move his hands, just looked Bailey in her wonderful green eyes. “Really? You got off from giving me a blow job?” Nodding vigorously at the question he agreed, he of course got nothing out of it beyond trama and disgust, but it was better than letting this continue. “Yeah, totally, some girls get off on knowing they got their men off.” Removing his hands from under her skirt August gave Bailey a smile that just beamed with joy. “Really?! So you think I’m your man?”

That had not been what Bailey meant, but he nodded and smiled stupidly thinking. Sure, why not. “Auggy you are like totally mine and no one else can have you. So long as you keep rubbing my feet that is.” Bailey pointed back down to his feet as he wiggled his toes. You are like totally mine? Peaches why did I say that? Bailey’s eyes rolled back into his head as August started to massage his feet some more. “Yeah, that's like why.” Looking at her confused August watched her relax as he gave her feet attention and wondered with her obsession with wearing heels, demanding he continue the foot rub if she was the type of girl who had a foot fetish, like one of those girls that gave a heel job, or foot job to men, like he had seen in porn. “You know Bailey, I really..” August curbed what he was about to say with how she reacted when he used the love word before. “I mean, I really like you. And I don’t know if you know this, but I have never umm been with a girl before like. I’m a virgin.” Letting loose a giggle at him admitting he had never slept with a girl before. Like of course you are a virgin it is written all over you! He thought, but Bailey opened his eyes when he felt the foot rub stop and saw a look of hurt on his face. “Aww, I’m sorry Auggy, I was giggling because, umm like I have never been with a man like that.” The cover up for the slight was true, but he never wanted to do what he had with a man up to this point let alone go further. “Oh…” The smile returned to August’s face as he put down his dates foot and leaned forward on his hand on the bed to brace himself as he gave Bailey a light kiss on the lips before pulling back just a few inches. Seeing her eyes flutter open, those sexy long lashes fluttering gave him butterflies in his stomach. “I was thinking you could be my first, we could be each other's first.”

“Our firsts!?” Bailey squeaked, feeling very claustrophobic suddenly with August leaning over him on the bed. “Yeah, we both obviously like each other.” Bailey gulped down air. “Like, obvi.” August nodded. “With that video of me jerking off you had me send, to the photos you send and well what we have done. I don’t mean tonight and I know you have been thinking about it, us I mean. With you naming your toy after me, you have used it right?” Bailey didn’t answer, just laid there as August leaned closer and gave him another soft kiss on the lips before leaning in deeper, letting himself lay on the bed himself to Bailey’s side as he kissed his dates neck, once, twice, three times. With everything going on August felt emboldened, he had never been with a girl like Bailey and after what she had said before felt she wanted him to be in charge, otherwise why would she say what she said? He rationalized. “You didn’t answer me Bailey, isn’t a good girl obedient?” The motto went through Bailey’s mind again as he nodded and let out a whimper. “Whmmm. Yes I have used it.” Bailey blushed admitting to another man that he had used a dildo on himself. “You using that and thinking of me is so hot.” After those words Bailey felt August go back to kissing him on the neck, the feeling was starting to turn him off and with the love bites, Bailey could feel August’s free hand move under his shirt. Something needed to happen and quick, Bailey was aware of how sensitive he was and did not need nor want August Gates of all people to be turning him on like this. Grabbing his hand before it could go too far Bailey got his date's attention. “Umm I’m glad you think so, but umm with everything tonight I’m soooo thirsty.” Bailey whined in a voice similar to what he used for speaking as the Skipper doll. “Auggy, would you like go get me my water again?” Sitting up on the bed August smiled, ran his hand across Bailey’s cheek and through her hair as he looked into her beautiful green eyes. “As you wish.”

When he left the room Bailey felt strong relief and went over to take some of his pills. It was bad enough to get turned on seeing hot girls at the water park or Candi in her underwear and get caught with a stiffy, it was another to be getting turned on by a man’s touch. When he came back and shut the door Bailey gulped down the water and smiled at the man in front of him. “Like thanks, I was really thirsty. Do you think we could just lay in the bed and cuddle? You could like tell me about your day.” August really wanted to do more than just cuddle, but he also got way more tonight then he had on other dates, though it did make him feel really happy she wanted to hear about his day. “Really? You want to hear about my day? It is boring stuff.” Bailey shook his head, feeling the big hoop earrings pull on his ears and the spiral ponytail bounce around. “Hearing about you wont ever make me bored.” Both of them climbed back into bed, this time Bailey ended up laying on his side, his head on August’s chest with an arm wrapped around him. Bailey let him prattle on about his day, and paid little attention to it other than to give sounds of affirmation like he was paying attention or saying things like. “I like don’t know why you said this was boring, tell me more about that.” But the long day had taken its toll on him and his eyes were getting heavy, before Bailey knew it he had fallen asleep cuddling up next to another man. It took August a little bit to notice Bailey had passed out, and with how comfortable he was he didn’t want to wake up or move. He gave her a kiss to the top of her platinum blonde head and laid there thinking about how lucky he was before sleep overcame him as well.