Blissfully unaware

I anticipated fucking Chris more in the morning, before his parents got home, but when I woke up I quickly realized my arms and legs were tied to the four corners of Chris's bed. He was standing there, naked, and furious.

"I can't believe what you did to me, Luke. I thought you were my friend. But last night? That might have been the worst night of my life. And now, this morning, you're gonna pay for it." I realized he was serious. On his nightstand, where I had placed the Vaseline last night, was duct tape, a kitchen knife, a pair of panties, and a few other assorted implements. There was also a metal baseball bat leaning against it.