Lucid [✔️]

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Minho had been a bit confused about Caleb's statement.

"Are you gonna take a picture of my dick and post it on IG or something?"

Caleb shrugged. "Not really. But that can be done after this whole thing is over."

Minho didn't like the look Caleb wore on his tanned face. He also didn't like how the younger reached behind him and pulled out a blade and positioned it right at the base of Minho's still hard cock.

The older's eyes grew wider than an elephant's dinner plate.

"Wait. What the hell are you doing?"

Now Minho knew why Caleb wanted to tie his wrists up. It wasn't about no freaky-deaky BDSM shit. Nah.

"Are you gonna cut my dick off!?"

"Only if you squirm around to much. Now calm down,  babe. I just wanted to take a nice picture for the 'Gram."

Yes, Caleb's voice had been calm. But it wasn't enough to calm him down.

Wanna know why? Because there was a knife situated at the base of his dick, sharp side facing the skin. Minho couldn't move his arms. And Caleb was situated on the older's legs.

If he was on his thighs, maybe he would've been able to do something. But he couldn't.

And yes, Minho was strong. But Caleb was a grown man. A grown, healthy man. A grown healthy man with a fat ass and luscious lips-

Wait! Minho, stop! This isn't the time.

"I almost spared you, hon. I almost did. But then you turned out to be just like every other snot-dicked dog I've been involved with. Everyone only likes me for my body."

Minho shook his head. "No. That's not true, baby. I love you for more than just your body?"

"Oh yeah? List three things you like about me that aren't physical... And maybe ... just maybe I won't cut your dick off."

Minho gulped. The cold, dead, sincere look in Caleb's eyes told Minho that the male wasn't joking.

"Uh ... you're very smart. And caring. Compassionate. Loving ..."

Even though all but the first were lies, Caleb still listened. Because it was nice listening to what he could come up with.

It kind of made him feel good.

Kind of.