But not just any old smut chapter... a kink chapter! (I was thinking of doing a few kink chapters, thought?) So obviously, warnings are in place. Also, comic con was great, I ambushed 3 groups of SF cosplayers, some even had Megan with them, I fangirled so hard... Just FYI, the school timetables is based off of 1 of my old school timetables (I've moved to many schools and this one suited it best). P.S. Larry's birthday is never specified, but the producer said in an interview that Larry was a Leo so I've approximated his birthday.

After the drama had unfolded at school, Larry kept Sal close to him all day, keeping him away from Travis is he came near. They had their next class together before their afternoon break, neither of them concentrated much during lesson but it didn't really matter. One hour rolled into the next and the bell went to signify break. Larry and Sal were among the first out of class this time and went to sit in the atrium.

Not long after they sat down, Sal got up to use the bathroom (for real this time). Larry noticed something on the bench where Sal was just sitting, his phone. Ashley, Todd and the others were sat around him but they hadn't noticed so he didn't say anything. He picked up the phone and turned it on underneath the table so no one could see. The background was the first picture him and Sal took of them as a couple, they had tried to make it artistic and had kissed behind Sal's mask, making a gorgeous picture. Larry smiled, not knowing that that was Sal's wallpaper. Ash looked at him suspiciously but soon went back to chatting with Maple.

He swiped the screen and the screen prompted him for a password. Luckily, a hint was displayed in the top corner of the screen, "My special someone's special day", Larry chuckled once again, knowing what Sal had set his password as, his birthday. He punched in the numbers "0508", the phone unlocked, revealing the various apps and the same wallpaper. Larry knew that he shouldn't be he couldn't help himself and went through Sal's phone, he checked his messages, phone history and checked his apps. Larry clicked on safari/browser last, he had no open tabs so he looked at his browser history...

Larry made an audible gasp as he realised what he had found. Todd and chug looked over to check what Larry was doing but he played it cool so they didn't suspect anything and went back to talking. Larry reread what Sal had looked up, there were pages of pornhub links. He looked closer and didn't quite know what to make of the results; tied, punished, bonded, domination and other links among the same lines. Larry knew Sal was a bit kinky but he never suspected to this level. A small smirk slowly crept up Larry's face as he got an idea of how to cheer up Sal later, he heard Sal approach the table in a fluster so he quickly shut down the phone and turned to greet Sal as he practically ran into the table,

"Has anyone seen my phone? I cant find it!"

Larry laughed and showed Sal the phone in his hand,

"Calm down, dude. It's right here, you left it on the bench."

Sal snatched the phone and breathed a deep sigh of relief as he sat down. Larry was still really amused at the recent knowledge he had acquired, he even got a little aroused just from planning what he would do to the small, submissive blue-haired boy sat next to him. He felt himself start to get hard but managed to calm himself down before he had a problem. Sal threw his bologna sandwich into the nearby bin and turned to Larry, confused to as why he looked so happy.

"You seem happy, what you thinking about?"

Larry smirked even more but tried to play it cool.

"Nothing, Sal...Nothing at all..."

Sal was still confused but left it alone. They continued to chat about random things until the bell rang for last lesson. Larry and Sal arranged to meet at the school gates after class had ended and went to their separate classrooms.

Eventually, school ended. Larry and Sal met up at the school gates as promised and began to walk home. Sal merrily skipped home, seeming happier than he had done in a long time. Larry felt so relieved that Sal seemed ok, he was still hurt that Sal had lied to him but he knew he would forgive him. But his mind raced back to what he saw on Sal's phone, and what he planned to do about it.

"Hey, Sal?" Larry wanted to get Sal into a comfortable place before he confronted him.

"Yeeeeesssss, Lar-Bear?"

"Firstly, don't call me that! Second, you wanna go treehouse? Have a smoke, or drink something?" Sal stopped skipping and slower to walk next to Larry.

"Sure, but it's a school night, not too much alcohol ok? I could do with a little pick-me-up myself."

Larry chuckled and muttered, "Oh you'll get a pick-me-up alright..." under his breath without realising that he had said it out loud. Sal looked at Larry in even more confusion,

"What does that mean? Larry...you ok?"

Larry quickly tried to change the subject, "N-nothing, come on. We're almost there."

Sal still wasn't sure if Larry was ok but they were near the treehouse so he planned to ask him inside. They climbed up into the treehouse and flopped onto the beanbags in the corner of the room, Larry pulling out a couple of beer cans. Sal took one, removed his prosthetic and cracked it open, downing half its contents in one go. Larry cracked open his own can before trying to pull Sal's away from him.

"Hey, dude. Slow down, you're only having that one, no more. I need to talk to you..."

Sal downed the rest of the can, staring at Larry as he did so to prove his point. He wiped his mouth and threw the empty can into a corner across the room before turning to Larry, feeling slightly tipsy from downing his beer so quick.

"I thought you might, what's wrong, Larry?"

Larry started to smile again, realising that Sal thought it was serious. He downed his can but it didn't have much effect on him. He patted his lap for Sal to come sit, he obliged and sat next to Larry, putting his legs over the brunette.

"Nothing serious, Sal. Don't look so worried." He heard Sal give a little sigh of relief before he continued, "I did something that I shouldn't have...but I've thought of a way to make it up to you."

Sal looked up at Larry, the slight bit of anger forming in his eyes,

"Larry! What did you do? I wont get mad if you're honest, I promise..."

"Look, I know I shouldn't have, but I went through your phone..."

Sal looked like he might explode,

"WHAT! Larry, don't you trust me or something? What did yo-"

Larry covered Sal's mouth with his hand, telling him to be quiet,

"Listen to me, It's not that I don't trust you, because I do. I was just interested because you never tell me anything personal... but I found something even more personal which I can help with."

Sal gulped, he didn't know what to say. His mind as racing with worst case scenarios of what Larry had found. He tried to force some words out but he couldn't make a sound.

"Well...let's just say you should clear your browser history more often... listen, I'm not against this, dude. And I'm kinda glad I found it..."

Larry stood up and pulled Sal to his feet with him. Before Sal could say a word or protest, he was pinned with his face against the wall. Sal gasped at the force Larry had put on him. Larry leaned forward to he could reach Sal's ear,

"Now I know how much of a little slut you are..."

Sal shivered at Larry's words, his face went red with embarrassment, he never wanted Larry to find out about his little kinks.

"L-Larry... are y-you sure? You don't have to do this, I-I..."

Larry cut Sal off by turning his around and putting his hand around the little blue's neck, pressing down but not too hard so he could still answer. He put his face just a few centimetres away from Sal's and put on a deeper and sexier voice,

"Do you want this or not, slut? I know all your dirty, little secrets..."

Sal started to feel really hot, loving the feeling Larry's hand around his neck, pressing on his airways. Sal didn't dare speak in case he ruined the feeling. He nodded slowly, not moving too much. Larry smirked and knew what he had to do.

"Good, now. You may not speak or make any sounds unless I say so, if you do, you will be severely punished. The only time you can speak is if you use the safe words, if you say any other words, you shall be punished. Yellow will mean slow down, and red will mean stop. If I ask you a question, you may nod or shake your head in response. Do you understand?"

Sal nodded his head, shaking with anticipation, even just being told what to do like that was making him grow harder by the second. Larry pushed his hand down further, constricting his airway more so he couldn't breathe. Sal quietly gasped, hoping that Larry wouldn't hear. Sal fell into a state of ecstasy, his vision blurring as his brain struggled for oxygen. His face slowly turned from his blushing pink to purple. Larry eased his hand, allowing Sal to breathe properly. The little blue gasped for air, spluttering a little as he caught his breath.

Larry completely removed his hand from Sal's throat and walked over to the chest in the corner of the room. Sal recovered and stood up straight, not moving from the wall as Larry fished around in the box for something that he couldn't quite see. Larry produced a long coil of rope and a black piece of fabric. He turned back to Sal, making sure he could see what was in his hands. Sal nodded, consenting to Larry's intentions. The brunette dropped the rope and tied the black fabric around Sal's eyes, leaving him completely blind. He pushed him against the wall, making sure he didn't move or get disorientated. He picked up the rope and grasped Sal's wrists, wrapping the rope around them tightly. Once Sal could no longer move his wrists, Larry took down the punching bag on the ceiling and looped the rope over the hook. He gently pulled on the rope, raising Sal's arms above his head until he heard a small wince from the helpless boy. He gave it one last hard tug, making Sal yelp in pain before loosening it a little and securing the rope so it couldn't move.

"Did I hear a little mouse make a noise they weren't supposed to?"

Sal's whole body tensed, not knowing what kind of punishments Larry had in mind. Larry walked back over to the chest again and produced a pair of scissors, he walked back over to Sal and looked at him with compassion, he opened his mouth and spoke in a gentler tone,

"It's ok, you can speak, Sal. If you have any questions, restrictions or anything you want to say, don't be afraid to tell me."

Sal nodded, "Why do you have rope already in here? A-and what are those for, you gonna kill me, sir?" Sal knew he was being too cocky and quietened down immediately.

Larry's face deepened with blush, "Well...after what we did the other day, I thought they might come in handy..." Larry didn't want to let Sal be too in control in case he didn't want to take part anymore. "Is that all you wish to say?"

Sal looked down and nodded, mentally preparing himself for what could come. Larry walked over, scissors in hand and began to cut Sal's shirt off, he knew it wasn't one of Sal's favourite shirts so he didn't care about ruining it. Once his shirt lay in pieces on the floor, he held the scissors up to Sal's pale throat, pushing them down a little but no so as they would cut him.

"Oh, I'm not gonna kill you, I'm just gonna hurt you really, really bad..." (Get my reference peeps?.) His words send shivers down Sal's spine, each word making him feel so submissive. Larry cast the scissors aside and viciously tore off Sal's jeans and boxers, throwing them to the floor, leaving the skinny boy completely bare and exposed. Larry put on his deeper voice and pinned Sal against the wall by his throat one again, pushing down so he could barely breathe.

"Now, you may not make any noises from now on. The more you disobey me, the harsher I will be. And since you can't see, I will tell you when I'm gonna do something...sometimes..."

Has he finished his sentence, Larry firmly grasped (yes, thatonewitchnextdoor, you heard me correctly) Sal's now fully erect manhood in his cold hands. Sal almost gasped at the sensation but just managed to stop himself before he did. He shuddered from trying to contain himself. Larry could feel Sal twitching but ignored him and started to slowly stroke his slave's cock, teasing him just enough so Sal would moan. Larry immediately sprung off Sal and folded his arms, not that Sal could see that.

"The little whore made a noise...now he shall pay. When you feel the ropes loosen, slave, drop to your knees."

Larry reached for the tied rope and loosened it just enough for Sal to drop to his knees without tearing his arms from their sockets, but not enough for his arms to drop to his sides. Sal obeyed his master and sank to his knees, gulping out of pure fear and anticipation. HIs arms were already starting to ache but didn't dare complain. He could hear the faint sound of Larry's jeans unzipping before he felt his warm member against his lips, prising his mouth open before Larry roughly thrusted into his face. Sal gagged as his master's dick reached the back of his throat but it soon became irrelevant as Larry grabbed a handful of Sal's blue hair and yanked it as hard as he could. With a firm grip, Larry started pounding into Sal's scarred lips, sucking air through his teeth as he thrusted harder. Sal could barely breathe through Larry's pounding, drool and snot started to run down his face as a result. His arms ached even more now they were pulling against the rope more, trying to keep him from falling to the floor. Larry pulled out of Sal's raw mouth before he could cum, a string of saliva stretching between them as he pulled further away.

"Your arms look sore, cock sucker. I'll let them down slowly, but don't get too comfortable. And I'll remove the blindfold so be careful of the light."

Sal breathed a sigh of relief as Larry further loosened the rope, his arms flopping down to his sides. He sat on the floor, gasping for air with drool still dribbling down his chin. Larry let the rope fall to the floor before slowly removing the black fabric from The small blue boy sat beneath him a panting mess, his lips getting a little swollen and cherub-like.

"Get on all fours, dog."

Sal looked up at Larry, seeing the stern expression on his face, he obeyed. Larry took some of the rope and wrapped it around Sal's neck like a collar. He sat down against the wall and pulled the rope, dragging Sal closer to him. He pointed to his lap,

"Sit!"

Sal whined as he crawled over and straddled Larry, sitting against his standing erection. Larry threw him a disproving look,

"Did you just whine, little dog?" Sal looked away, knowing he had forgotten the rules. "Now, I want you to count out loud every time I punish you, if you miss one, you'll get 5 more. Understand?"

Sal nodded and leant forward so Larry could reach him better. Without warning, Larry slapped Sal's bare ass hard, making a satisfying sound. Sal gasped slightly before starting to count,

"O-one..."

Slap

"Ah...two..."

Slap

"Three..."

Slap

"Ah, four."

Slap

"Ow...F-five!"

Larry looked at Sal so he knew he was in trouble,

"Naughty boy's get punished, you need to learn that."

He continued to punish Sal until he counted to 20, by that time, Sal was so sore he could barely sit on Larry's lap. Sal just sat over his master's lap, shaking and shivering. Larry noticed and thought he'd gone too far,

"Sal? Are you ok?" He realised that Sal was so far into his sub role that he didn't dare answer, "It's ok, you can answer me." Sal gulped and shakily opened his mouth to speak,

"I-I'm ok, s-sir." Larry smiled at Sal to reassure him but he didn't take any notice. He pushed Sal off him and he went crashing to the floor with a large thud. Larry stood up and removed his shirt. He grabbed the rope from the floor and threw it over the hook o the ceiling.

"Ok, fuck-muffin, get to your feet, now."

Sal tried to scramble to his feet but his legs turned to jelly beneath him, causing him to fall straight back down. Larry grew impatient and pulled the rope, chocking Sal as it lifted him to his feet. His knees were still weak but he didn't dare let himself fall. Larry tied the rope down again before walking back towards Sal. He pinned Sal face down against the wall, making him wince as the rope around his neck got tighter. Larry leaned closer and hissed in Sal's ear,

"You are my little cum rag. Your only job is to please me, so you're gonna let me do whatever I want and never complain about it, you can only say how much you're my slave..."

At the end of his sentence, Larry pushed his fingers into Sal's mouth, ordering his to suck them. Being the little slut that he was trying to be, he swirled his tongue around the fingers in his mouth, making them pleasantly wet. Larry withdrew the moist (that word triggers me so much, it took me 15 mins and loudly screaming to be able to type it) fingers from Sal's mouth, slowly trailing them down his prominent spine before pushing one finger into Sal's entrance, curling his finger inside him. Sal gasped and clutched the wall harder, panting a little. Larry added another finger, scissoring them inside Sal, stretching him painfully.

"Like that, slut?"

Sal just whined him response and grinded back against Larry's fingers, pushing them in deeper, making him moan. Larry smirked and slipped in one last finger and began pumping them in and out of his tight hole. Once he felt that Sal was sufficiently stretched, he quickly substituted the fingers for his own throbbing erection without warning. Sal's eyes widened in surprise before they filled with pain; no matter how many times they had sex, he never got any looser. Larry grunted into Sal's ear as he slowly began to move inside his little blue.

"So tight... come on, Fuck-toy, who do you belong to?"

Larry made his thrusts harder, making Sal's whole boy slam against the wall over and over again.

"Y-ahh- you!"

Larry smirked at his response, " I'm gonna need a better answer than that..."

Sal let out an even louder moan, barely able to speak,

"Y-you, sir! I'm your slut! Fuck me-ahh"

Larry grabbed onto Sal's dick and was pumping it at the same pace of his thrusts, he could feel his body convulsing in pleasure underneath his own. This only made him want to go harder and faster. It wasn't long before Larry could feel that they were both close, he pulled out of Sal but continued to pump the other boy, slowing down to make sure he wasn't going to cum just yet. Larry turned Sal around so he was looking into his eyes.

"You will beg me for this. And you shall be thankful." Sal nodded, trying to compose himself so he could speak, he took too long, "Excuse me, I didn't hear that."

"P-please, sir...I need to cum."

Larry released his grip on Sal and folded his arms impatiently as his lover whinned at the loss of contact. "I said you had to be thankful."

Sal immeditaly screamed, the torture of him being able to cum was almost painful, "I'm sorry! I'm so grateful, sir. I beg you, dont stop." Larry smirked at his sucess, seeing Sal in that much pain somehow made him happy.

"Good boy..." Larry whispered before getting to his knees, taking Sal's precum soaked cock in his hands before aggressively sucking his cock. It wasnt long before Sal became a shaking mess, cumming in Larry's wet mouth. Instead of swallowing his sweet seed, Larry spat the milky substance all over Sal's pale stomach so it dripped down over his glistening body. Sal was barely on his feet by this point, the only thing keeping him up was s bound wrists above his head, almost being pulled out of their sockets from the weight.

"T-thank y-you sir..." Larry ripped the rope from the hook and Sal collapsed to the ground panting. Larry grabbed one of Sal's ponytails and dragged his to his knees. He placed his hand on his own cock and began stroking himself.

"Open your mouth!" He ordered between pants. Sal opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. Drool pooled from his mouth and his eyes crossed, making a sexy ahego face. This drove Larry wild. It wasnt long before Larry exploded over Sal's face, degrading him further. Larry gasped and fell to his knees, still shaking from his mind-blowing orgasm. Sal collaped back to the floor as a panting mess. Larry managed to crawl his way back over to the beanbag in the corner of the room while Sal tried to collect himself on the floor. After a few minutes, Sal crawled the best he could with his hands tied over to Larry before collapsing in his arms. Larry felt sorry for him and untied the rope from his neck and hands. They left red and purple marks over them, Larry traced the lines with his fingers before looking Sal in his eyes,

Well done, small one, I'm so proud of you. Rest now..."

Before Larry could even finish, Sal completely melted into his arms and fell into an exhausted sleep. It didnt take long before Larry did the same, the room span as his eyes closed and fell into his own exhausted sleep...

JESUS H CHRIST, this took me 2 days to write! Almost 4000 words! Never gonna write something this long gain! Hope you're enjoying the book guys .