Get The Sheets Messed Up (Kellic) (boyxboy)

6

"Morning." Vic said to me when he eventually woke up. I was sitting in the games room which I've concluded I'd probably spend almost all of my time in while I was here.

"It's like, night time." I said and glanced up at him. I saw that he was holding a pile of clothes. He came over to me and dropped them on the couch. I paused the game I was playing and picked the clothes up. There was a long-sleeved, red flannel shirt, and a pair of black skinny jeans.

"Put them on." Vic said. I still wanted to make a good impression on him and do exactly what he says so I got up and went about changing into the clothes. When I was done I looked up to see him looking me up and down.

"What is it?" I asked, feeling insecure.

"Nothing, just trying to figure out your style. This works. You've got that young, boy next door kind of look about you. Clients will love it." He said.

"They will?" I asked.

"Yeah, for sure. Some men love the cute, innocent type of guys." He said and I felt a blush rise on my cheeks because he just called me cute. I shouldn't be blushing over something as simple as that, I mean, I've had sex with him multiple times so a simple compliment shouldn't be a big deal.

"Oh, okay." I said quietly.

"You have such feminine features too." He said, stepping closer to me. He reached forward to touch my face, running his thumb over my probably still red cheek. "Soft, flawless skin, pretty eyes, full lips and not to mention a thin body. Yeah, my clients are definitely going to be into you."

I swear it felt like I couldn't breathe. I just wasn't used to people talking to me like this. I knew in the back of my mind that he was just saying it for business reasons, and not because he's into me or anything like that, but the compliments still made me want to smile and blush.

"Alright, get some shoes on, we've got to go." He said.

"What? Go where?" I asked.

"No questions, just do it." He said impatiently and left the room. I was a little curious as to where he was going to take me, but I didn't question it again. I ran upstairs and put on some socks and shoes, then went back downstairs where Vic was waiting by the door. He didn't say anything, he just opened the door for me and we both walked outside towards a car. I had expected the limo like the first day I got here, but no, he took me over to a dark green, expensive-looking car. He got in the driver's side and I got in the passenger side. Soon enough we were off going to our destination, wherever that may be. The car was nice, I mean really nice. I could only dream of one day owning something like this.

"Okay, so, I'm taking you to the club." He told me. I looked at him in shock. He was taking me there so soon?

"Why?" I asked.

"So we can have like a run-through of what an average meeting is like." He told me.

"With you though, right? You're not going to make me go off with some random guy are you?" I asked in a bit of a panic. I definitely wasn't ready for that.

"Calm down." He said and put his hand on my thigh, squeezing it reassuringly, "Yes, with me. We're not even close letting you have an actual client." He said. He removed his hand and placed it back on the steering wheel. I let myself relax a little and nodded.

We drove the rest of the way there in silence, other than the dull sounds of the radio. The whole time I was thinking about what would be in store for me when we got to the club. I really had no idea what to expect. When we got to the club Vic parked his car around the back and we both got out. I followed closely behind him as he went an unlocked a door and opened it, gesturing for me to go in first. I was met with a long corridor. Vic came in after me, locking the door behind him and placed his hand on my back, pushing me forward as we walked down the narrow hall.