I Would Rather Sell My Soul (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 9 - Heaven

I laid there with my legs open staring at my ceiling. It had gone quiet after Blake's laughter died out and I wasn't too sure how one would normally go about when it came to these things. I mean what exactly are you meant to do when you were tied up with a hot guy crazy about having sex with you?

Probably the exact opposite of what I did.

'Blake,' I muttered, shyly, trying to squeeze my thighs together.

He looked at me with a grin, 'Yes, baby?'

It was quiet for a moment as I blushed, 'I need the toilet.' I said and his shoulders slumped, disappointed.

'Fine, your fee is letting me take off that shirt though,' I considered it for a moment before nodding, the grin remained on his face as he untied me and I ran out of the room as fast as I could.

I'd always been pretty casual about sex, this wasn't even the first time I'd been tied up if I was being completely honest, but there was something about Blake that unnerved me. Something about the clear desire in his eyes, I had never felt so wanted in my whole life and never by someone as dominant and as powerful as Blake. One look at him and you could tell he could get anything he wanted; he'd go after it forever.

I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror as I realized. Right now, I was the thing he wanted. A shiver went down my spine and I hurried to finish my business when I heard Blake's voice calling out my name. I returned back to my room, hovering by the door as I looked at him shyly. He raised his brows in curiosity.

'Why are you so shy all of a sudden?' He questioned as I blushed furiously, refusing to meet his eyes. He crossed his arms in front of his chest as a teasing smirk appeared on his face, 'What, are you too scared this will make you less of a man?'

This bitch. I gasped, outraged while forgetting my moment of shyness and clarity. How dare he accuse me of being scared, how dare he offend my manliness?! I narrowed my eyes as I pouted very slightly - very slightly because I was the manliest man around. I'd show him scared, he'd be the one scared at the end of the night. That literally makes no sense, Alex; shut up conscience I need to prove this bitch a point!

So, like the most masculine man ever, I marched to the bed, took off my shirt with one sweeping motion and laid on the bed in only panties, with my wrists up and my legs parted ready to be tied up.

'Well go on then, or are you too scared?' I challenged him, the part of me that thought things through was telling me it was probably a mistake to tease the guy who was gonna chain me up, but I didn't listen as usual. Purely because that part of me was also telling me I was probably gay if I was going along with this so willingly, and that was obviously wrong.

Blake seemed confused as he just stared at me for a minute but after a moment of silence he smirked and tied me back up. He kissed my thighs hungrily as he wrapped the cuffs around it again.

'I definitely need to remember that trick for next time,' He whispered as he placed feather-light kisses down my inner thighs, until he reached the hem of the panties I was wearing, making me harden.

'Whatever!' I shot back, voice shaky. Great comeback, I thought sarcastically but then rolled my eyes, why don't you try thinking of something smart to say when you're tied up and someone has their mouth that close to your dick?! Blake kissed and licked the bulge over the fabric, keeping eye contact all the time, and I was sent back to when he took me in his mouth at the party, I moaned quietly, 'Fuck!' He just looked at me with hunger in his eyes as he smirked.

He moved away and I whimpered pathetically, immediately reprimanding myself mentally, he seemed very pleased by it however. I quickly quieted down however, when his lips found their way back to mine and he kissed me passionately. He licked my lips and I almost involuntarily parted my lips, allowing access for his tongue.