It was weeks before opening night and though EJ and Ricky had their differences they were set to play best friends in the show and, well, the chemistry was not there. It was actually EJ who had suggested hanging out outside of school and so Ricky went along with it and before he knew it the two of them were hanging out in his own bedroom just staring at each other. In silence.. It was quite uncomfortable and Ricky was catching on to that. His father was out for the evening for whatever reason so unfortunately it was just the two left to their own devices. The silence lingered and by that time EJ thought to speak up and ask if maybe they could play some videos games. Ricky was more than up for that and soon handed over a controller. They decided on a few friendly round of Super Smash brothers and EJ was 100% positive that he was going to beat him.

"Well, why don't we make it interesting?" Ricky asked as he looked to EJ who had made himself comfortable on Ricky's bed now.

"What do you have in mind?" EJ piped up as he started to unzip his hoodie which did give Ricky one idea and he kind of said it as a joke at first. To surprise the other. Try to break in the ice and he didn't know why he even mentioned it.

"Loser has to strip... You lose you win an article of clothing and if I lose then I have to do the same. How does that sound to you?"

EJ chuckled at that but agreed and threw his hoodie to the side, letting it fall onto the chair just off tot he side, "you're on." He said with a smirk and prepare himself for the match ahead.

The events that then took place seemed to go by pretty quick. EJ won then Ricky won and Ricky again and then Ricky again and then EJ and Ricky once more. EJ was beyond pissed cause this is usually his game, the one where he beats everyone but apparently he met his match. EJ swore he'd get him and insisted on another five rounds as he sat there, game face on shirtless and his pants unbuttoned but Ricky wanted to stop, wanted EJ to have a little bit of dignity left and then the pants came off leaving him in his boxers and a pair of socks. He could tell EJ was chilly but something wanted to keep this up. He personally wanted to humiliate him... Maybe that's what he wanted. After all, the two did have beef between them and just watching him lose again and again was quite satisfying. One sock. Two sock.

"You have to stand up and do it." Ricky said after he destroyed EJ in Super Smash Brothers which would only prompt him to strip away his boxers and with an annoyed groan the teen stood and right in front of Ricky took off his boxers.

"Satisfied?" EJ asked as he stood in the nude now as he showed off shamefully. Ricky sat up against the bottom of his bed just looking up at EJ at this point. He couldn't help but stare. The dude was perfect but he would never admit that.

"What would make this better if I handcuffed you to my bed ... Just had you on display. A loser." Ricky could kick himself for saying that and why would he even? There he sat in jeans and shirtless but he could tell that EJ was debating it. He could see the gears turning in his head as the teen just shrugged and with that Ricky got up and hurried out hid bedroom and soon arrived to find EJ resting on his bed, arms out against the headboard.

Ricky discovered handcuffs in his dad's room a long time ago and suddenly came to the age where he realized what they were used for and couldn't wait to find some excuse to use them himself. Ricky though was a bit surprised to see EJ just so willing as he now approached him on the bed and separating the pairs of handcuffs secured his right wrist and then his left wrist. Standing at the foot of his own bed and taking in the sight as he licked his lips.

"Go on." EJ groaned as he tried at the handcuffs and finding that he was really secure. "Say it. I know you want to." He muttered now as he looked to Ricky but didn't make eye contact.

"What?" Ricky asked as he let out a soft laugh. "You want me to keep up with his? Tell you what a loser you are?" He couldn't help but smirk as he walked around his bed and gripped EJ's hair tight so he looked up at him, and noted that EJ's fist tightened in pain but the sight of handcuffed made the teen's dick twitch. "Say it yourself, EJ."

EJ's mouth fell open as Ricky tugged at his hair again, his eyes rolling back into his head and locking eyes once more with him Ricky as he could just sense the energy between them, "I'm a loser.." He muttered under his breath.

"Repeat."

"I'm a loser." EJ said louder this time as Ricky released his grip and EJ's head rested looking at his own exposed dick as it too now twitched with pleasure.