Bad Boy's Twink (BXB)

15: HELLO TRIPLE DATE

It was a bright and sunny Sunday and I was ready to go out with my lightly checkered burberry shorts, white sleeveless hoodie that was perfectly fitted to my body and lastly my white casual flat shoes.

I sprayed my orange scented perfume all over my body and made sure I wore my lightly scented deodorant. Yep, I was so ready to go and meet with my brother who just arrived a week ago but there was this tiny little problem...well not really tiny when the guy was built with pure hard muscle.

"Sire for the love of God wake up already or I swear I will skin you to death!" I seethe in anger. Sire just mumbled something in his mother tongue and just took off the blanket that served as the last piece of garment that covered his nudity.

The action revealed his morning hard-on, bouncing and ready to lead the flag ceremony. I have to admit that Sire was gifted. Yeah, I pushed away all his sexual innuendos but that didn't mean that I didn't see him as a hot guy. At the end of the day, I was just another hormonal teenager who may give into sex if I did not have self-control.

I huffed in annoyance when I once again heard Sire snore. Sure we've gotten close these past months but that didn't mean that I let him off the beating of discipline. I was the last one to do the cleaning in the bedroom and in the bathroom and it was his turn for today. I looked at my watch and cursed under my breath. I was going to be late. What could wake this motherfucker up for good? I traced my eyes from the stubble of Sire's face down to his smooth meaty muscles and then to his hairy legs.

An evil smirk formed on my lips when I remembered that I had a duct tape. I rummaged my drawer to look for some duct tape and sneakered when I found one. Sire, you will be waking up in no time.

I pulled a long length from the tape and ripped it off. I gently attached the tape to Sire's hairy leg and prepared myself from the upcoming scream. I never really used duct tape to remove hair from my legs but I heard some guys who tried it say that it hurt like a bitch.

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"WAKE UP!" I growled and pulled the tape. Sire howled like a wolf and sprang up.

"Holy shit that fucking hurt!" he screamed in russian. I never understood a word he said but I assumed that he cursed. I looked at the duct tape and found it hairy. I could see his eyes tear a bit and got slightly guilty for what I've done.

Fuck...

Maybe I shouldn't hurt him that much. I mean Sire looked tough and buff but he was still human and he was my friend so I should really lay low on the hurting part. Sire glared daggers at me and massaged the part where I pulled the duct tape from.

"What was that for?!" he asked.

I crossed my arms over my chest. This was the problem with me, even though I felt guilty for what I've done, I never admit that I was the one wrong but hey, Sire was at fault too. He was a heavy ass sleeper and he left me no choice but to use drastic tactics.

Ah, prideful Eros...

"You wouldn't wake up," I told him and walked towards the garbage can to throw away the duct tape.

"You didn't have to do that you know? You could have just punched me."

"That would just result in you not waking up, bonehead," I huffed at him. "Anyway, it's your turn to clean our room. I got to be somewhere; do you want anything to eat?"

Sire lied back down and sighed. I can still sense that he was pissed off making the guilt bother me a bit. Shit...why was I feeling uncomfortable for what I've done? Sire didn't talk.