Stolen heart (Boyxboy)

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Jakes POV
I slowly came back from la la land with my head pounding. I groan in pain and put a hand to my head before opening my eyes hearing the clank of metal against concrete. I open my eyes to see shackles around my wrists. Confused out of my mind I follow the chain to the side of a cage and I begin to panic, I stand up and back away from the side of the cage and pull on the chains once I was far enough away.
"There's no use in fighting." I gasp startled from the voice that came from behind me. I spun around and met eyes with the blue eyed boy. His eyes darkened with his smile. I gulped trying to think of something to say. "What's your name?" The boy shifted in his seat. I thought for a moment before answering honestly.
"Jake... And you?" Maybe I can be set free if I'm good... I thought to myself.
"Jason. But that doesn't matter..." Jason ran a hand through his hair as a chill went up my spine.
"Why am I here?" I asked hesitantly, Jason laughed coldly.
"Simply for my morbid enjoyment..." He stood up and approached the cage and unlocked it.
"What are you going to do to me?" I backed away a little as Jason stepped inside the cage. His smile became mischievous.
"Toucher you, then kill you..." A shiver went up my spine again as I stood face to face with Jason. "There's two way we can do this. The easy way or the hard way. Come with me willingly and I with take it easy on you." Jason towered over me making me feel hopeless. I nod quickly.
"I'll take the easy way..." I lower my head knowing that I deserve everything that's coming to me.
"That good boy..." I avoid eye contact as Jason takes off the shackles and grabs me by the wrist. He takes me out of the cage and towards a table with leather restraints. "Take off your clothes... All of them..." I obey him without any hesitation. Once I was undressed he spoke again. "Now get on the table." I look at Jason before hopping on the table. "Lay down." He demanded as he walked over to the right side of the table. I lay down and he straps me down with the restraints. I rush of fear runs through my veins as Jason checked me out on the table, when he scanned over my lower half a smile arose on his face. "What should I do today?" I could tell it was a rhetorical question so I didn't bother answering. Jason began sliding another table over with a bunch of tools. He fiddled with a few before looking into my fearful eyes. Suddenly he jumped onto the table with me and straddled my waist. He leaned extremely close to my face and smiled. If I corporate maybe he'll let me go... I thought before he leaned the rest of the way in. He was kissing me. I didn't know what else to do but kiss back. After a minute or two the kiss ended and Jason gave me a mischievous smile. "Your gay aren't you?" I nodded slightly in shock. "Good..." Jason ran his fingers down my sides and frowned when I began to resist him. "Your not gonna start fighting now are you?" I quickly shook my head.
"No..." My voice was weak as he began to slide his hand over my penis.
"Good, don't move or I'll have to hurt you..." I nod and stay deathly still. He continued to hold my penis and began making slow pumping actions making me get harder in his hands. I bit my lip to refrain from moan as he slid down and put his mouth around the tip of my penis. Then Jason began to deep throat it making me let out a loud moan. Jason abruptly stops and laughed coldly. "Your a weak one..." Jason got off of me and began undoing the restraints. "It's time for our shower..." He grabbed my hand and led my to the bathroom.