VegasPete: NEVER NOT YOURS

FOURTH • Never Not Yours

Pete was very happy as he rode Vegas' motorbike.

He unconsciously wrapped his arms around Vegas' waist while feeling the breeze on his face. I'm with him. It's Vegas Theerapanyakul. Pete whispered in his mind.

Due to the kick of alcohol in his senses, he closed his eyes in dizziness and feels Vegas' frontal body as he hugged him from behind.

"Ah.. What's your name?" Vegas asked supressing his groan.

Only now in Vegas' entire life had he felt both nervousness and excitement.

Nervousness because if he gets carried away, they might have an accident and excitement because the man is touching him.

And he's not just anyone, but the person whose face is the epitome of beauty. The scenario earlier in the university canteen were in his mind all day long.

"Pete." answered a little.

"It's half past midnight, I'll take you to your house. Where do you live?"

Pete was nervous because no one, even his friends, can know where he lives., "Just drop me off anywhere, I'll go home alone."

Not sure if he can get home safely but Pete dares to say that.

"No, I won't let you."

"Then take me with you."
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Things are clattering while Vegas roughly kisses Pete as they enter his room. Pete couldn't help but go along with Vegas' moves.

Eventually, Pete pulls away when he saw where he was now. In the room where he is surrounded by his favorite color. Red room. His body sweated when he realized what was going to happen.

"V-Vegas what is this?"

"So you know my name?"

Pete was shocked and immediately covered his mouth.

"How did you know my name?"

Vegas slowly approached Pete. Pete walked backwards until he dropped down because his calf hit something. Sex tantra sofa. Pete gasped as he turned to it, he bit his lip. His tears started to form but not because of fear but because of joy.

He dreamed of seeing such things especially the very room where he was now. Pete stood up and wandered around the room. His eyes sparkled at what he saw.

Ankle cuffs, Slave collar, Bondage ropes, Shackles, Arm binders, Restrain sets, Leather paddles, different kind of whips, Flogger, Butt plugs, Canes, Chains, Mouth gag, Nipple clamps, Sex swing..

"Wow! Just wow! I can recite all the names of these equipments, oh God. This is my dream!" he said happily to Vegas.

Vegas looked at him in awe, "Don't tell me you've tried all of that?" and asked.

"Stupid! Of course not, chaste! I'm curious so I always search on the internet. Where's the fetish wear? I want to try wearing it! Please."

Vegas remembered Pete's look when the drink was spilled on him in the canteen and sweatdropped at the memory of it.

Vegas shook his head., "Curiousity can kill a cat."

"Yeah I know but why did you kissed me? You know, you can show me the room even without doing that. I think you saw my photo booth project in the University. Glad you did and thanks for showing me these. Hehe."

Pete walked towards the love sex seat. He laid himself down.

The curve of his body is notched because it matches the curve of the seat. He looks so damn sexy.

He rested his head and closed his eyes, he wanted to sleep.

"Here."

Pete was surprised when Vegas threw some pieces of cloth at his chest.

"Wear it and show me what you got."
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