Chapter 3 - Vanilla and Pain

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I have to apologize in advance, because there will be a lot of flashback in this story since we need to dive into the past to have better understanding of the present. 

As always no beta reading, all mistakes are my own. 

I also need to say thank you for all your support I am receiving on this story. It keeps making my day better and better. 

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"What happened?" Vegas' voice sounded more lively now and Pete could sense there was a hint of a worry too. "I went to a party and there was this attractive guy." Pete mumbled, and could hear how Vegas impatiently smacked his lips. "Now I am locked inside a bathroom of a filthy rich place and that guy is threatening to kill me because I kicked him in his balls." Pete explained fast, so Vegas would not be smacking again, as Pete could see his plump pinkish lips, how they change in a thin line before making that sound. "Oh Pete, you are so stupid. Do you know the address?" Pete scoffed. "I'll share with you the location, I only know that it's the top floor."

Vegas tried to stop his laugh, but he was not able to do so. He knew that Pete was stupid enough for a lot of things, but this was something that he never expected.

"I'll be there as fast as I can." He mumbled and hung up. Pete was all alone again, listening to the constant door banging and of course curses towards him.

There was a loud bang on the door, Pete sneaked closer to the locked bathroom door for him to hear it better, but he was so fucking surprised that he could hear Vegas loud shouting. It did not take him even five fucking minutes to get here.

"Why the fuck my friend had to lock himself in my father's bathroom?" There was only unsure stuttering heard from the other guy. "Explain me how the fuck you got the fucking keys to my father's apartment." Vegas shouted again. As Pete heard only a loud thud he assumed that someone took Vegas down, he distanced himself from the bathroom door; expecting the worst case scenario.

A moment of silence appeared. Pete could hear his own heart beating so fucking fast, he tried to calm himself down so he inhaled and exhaled really loudly.

"Pete, get your ass out of the bathroom." Vegas banged on the door.

Pete was honestly shocked. Not realizing that there are not many people that could take Vegas down, with his well built body, wide shoulders and yummy sixpack. If only Pete could taste it, he wonders if it would taste as vanilla like Vegas smells or he would have a different kind of a flavor.

Pete hit his head, he had to stop thinking with his dick that was again getting hard.

"Pete, unlock the fucking bathroom door or do you want me to smash them?" Vegas threatened. Even though Pete did not calm his dick down at all, he unlocked them and peeked into the hallway, where he saw Vegas half naked standing in front of that bastard who lured him here; yet Pete had no idea why the bastard was kneeling with his head bowed down.

"What do you think you are doing here?" Vegas' gaze was burning a hole into his chest, yet he still had an issue with his dick that he tried to cover with his hands, so Vegas wouldn't notice it. "I-I.." Pete stuttered, but the stranger was faster "I am so sorry. I just received information with a photo of your friend and keys to bring him here." The stranger mumbled and kept his head bowed down. "I didn't ask you.. did I?" The rudeness was noticeable in his voice. "I was talking to my friend. Ill deal with you later, now get the fuck out of here." Vegas shouted at him, the guy stood up with his head still bowed down and ran from the apartment as fast as he could.

"What do you think you were doing, Pete?" Vegas huffed. "Dont you realize that it was fucking dangerous to go home with someone like him? Huh?" Pete felt pretty small, he never saw Vegas this angry. It was really amazing how Vegas could change his moods. One time he was laughing because of his stupidity and now he is boiling with anger. His eyes are fiercely piercing through Pete's body. "You can be lucky that I live one floor down.."

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