Handcuffs!

“Let go of me you fucking FAG!” Alan clapped the cold metal around one of Simon’s wrists wrenching the struggling body up to the metal headboard and looping the chaing through clapping the other to Simon’s other hand. Alan stepping away to catch his breath and look at what he’d started…too late to turn back…and too fun not to take a little further.

“I told you to watch that mouth of yours ‘Simon’ but you don’t listen…guess you’re up shit creek.” Simon tugging on what seemed to be handcuffs, the solid headboard having absolutely NO give. The dark haired boy staring up at his roommate angrily “You’re so cute when you’re angry.” Alan smirked.

“Fuck you asshole I’m getting you evicted and arrested the ‘second’ I’m free!” Simon threatened from his place hand cuffed above him and him on his back, ready to kick his attacker off him for all he was worth.

“Well, that doesn’t really give me much of a reason to let you go does it ‘Simon’?” Alan was more than willing to let his captive shoot his mouth off all he wanted just made him feel more and more justified in his actions. Teaching Simon a lesson was going to be fun though…there was so much more he could do with this situation…‘the possibilities’ he thought. “I’ve liked you the second I saw you, that sweet little ass the cute haircut’s, and from what I’ve seen of you coming and going from the shower you’ve got a sweet lil bod under those clothes too, but that ‘mouth’ I’ve beaten the fuck out of guys twice my size for less than half the shit you’ve spouted at me and now you’re going to learn some manners.”

“So you’re a gay ****…that’s new!” Simon spat.

“No, I’m kinky and I’m doing the world a favor by ‘taming’ you.” Alan wasn’t a dumb jock by any means, if he was going to do something he wasn’t going to be stupid about it… “I don’t know if you knew that I have a thing for ‘control’ in my relationships but we’ll leave it at that for now a little mystery is so much fun.” Simon had never seen this twisted look in Alan’s eyes before, though he often heard the muffled cries from Simon’s room; though he’d assumed it was from someone taking it up the ass.

“No fucking way, this is illegal! Some one will-”

“What come looking for you? Last time I checked you don’t have many friends and this is the long weekend.” Simon was silent as he realized he was right. School was out for four days not including Saturday and Sunday. “I think this week will be ‘very’ interesting for you and I, now lets get you undressed.” Alan smiles wildly.