Matt
Yesterday was just about the most horrible night ever. Sure, I was thrilled when Mello showed up at my doorstep grinning, I was thrilled when I saw that he was wearing the sexiest leather outfit ever, I was VERY thrilled when he pushed me onto the bed and sat on top of me, just as thrilled when he stripped me, not too thrilled when he cuffed me to the bed, but thrilled again when he took off my pants. And damn, do I blame myself for letting my guard down. This was Mello, for goodness sake. How could I have let myself get carried away? I certainly regretted that the minute he hopped off the bed with that sadistic grin plastered to his face and walked out that goddamn door. No wonder he was so nice to me throughout school! It was all part of his scheme. Why was he doing this to me...? I mean, I get it, revenge for what I did during detention or whatever, but what he was doing to me was ten times worse than what I did to him! I was chain up to a bed, naked, and very, very turned on. Couldn't get any worse than that, right? Wrong. Just when I was trying to convince myself that that WAS the worst case scenario, someone knocked on my door. Well, crap.
"Hey. Matt, it's Duncan." Duncan? Fuck! Of all people. Oh yeah, he said he'd come around later that night to hand me some cool video game he found. "Uh, you're still awake right? Cos Mello said you were waiting up for me."
Damn, stupid Mello. I was so NOT gonna let Duncan see me like this and get humiliated. And I just couldn't shake my erection away, no matter what I thought of, so letting Duncan in was a definate no. I could stay like this the entire night, maybe skip classes tomorrow, but I knew sooner or later I would need someone to come in and help, either that or people would get suspicious and cone look for me anyway, so having Duncan help me was my best bet.
"Matt? You know, I'll just leave, if you're already asleep, I guess."
I took a big breath, mentally preparing myself before I called out to him. "No, wait, Duncan!"
"Oh, Matt you're still awake. Can I come in?"
"Yeah, but...erm...before you do, I want you to promise you won't freak out or laugh or anything, Kay?"
"What happened? You're scaring me."
"Just, just prepare yourself. What you're going to see is NOT going to be pretty. You...can come in now...the door's unlocked" I closed my eyes when I heard the door open.
"What...the hell, Matt?" ugh, he's seen me in my most embarrassing form; butt naked.
"I told you to get yourself prepared! I'm sorry you had to see me like this!"
"Its fine really. But, seriously, what the hell?"
"Mello did it." I opened my eyes but couldn't bring myself to look at him. Oh Lord this was so awkward.
"...Why?"
"I-I don't know! He's an ass, that why!"
"Oh...so...you actually had sex with him?"
I wish. "What? No, no no. Not even close. Erm, you think you could find a way to get me out of these?" I tugged on the cuffs, causing them to clink.
He walked over to the bed and stared at the handcuffs. "Its ok, these handcuffs are fakes, so they're pretty easy to break out off. Do you have a pin or something?"
Oh thank God Duncan was so understanding. "yeah, top drawer of my dresser." I heard the drawer open and its contents getting rummaged through before Duncan returned to my side. He quickly got me out of the handcuff and moved on to the other one until I was freed from my bed. I rubbed and the red marks on my wrists, sitting up on the bed.
"Uh, you may wanna put on your clothes first."
"Oh, yeah, sorry." my boner was still up, surprisingly. I redressed hurriedly, blushing hard. "Thanks for not freaking out and helping me."
"No problem, here's the game." he replied with indifference and tossed the video game onto my bed. "I'll be going now. Goodnight Matt." and he was gone. I spent a long time sitting in the middle of the bed. I was going to have to think up another way to get back at Blondie.
...
I saw Mello standing by his locker and waited til there was a crowd in the hall before walking over. He didn't notice my presence though. "Hey," I spoke up, leaning against the lockers. He turned to look at me then turned away, scowling. "You left these in my room last night." I dangled the handcuffs in front of his face. He blushed slightly, looking around the hall, where people WERE staring at us, by the way, before grabbing the cuffs and stuffing them into his locker. "Guess you got too carried away, huh."
"Shut up," he whispered, turning to face me sharply.
"Why Mello? Embarrassed? Really, I should be the embarrassed one after the stupid stunt you pulled on me yesterday."
"You're not acting very embarrassed."
"Oh, no. I'm more upset than embarrassed really, since I'm sure Duncan will NEVER look at me the same way again."
Mello smiled slightly. Bastard. Well, obviously he'd be happy that his dumb plan worked so perfectly and he had me fooled so easily. Not to mention he totally succeeded in scarring my (only) friend for life. Damn, I'm still hating myself for falling for it so quickly, but really, what was I supposed to do when a hot blonde shows up at my room demanding for me to nail him? I do as he says right? Exactly. Well, you win some you lose some. At least I made it halfway through foreplay with Mello, no matter how one sided it was. It's something! What REALLY upsets me is the fact that I haven't been able to think up a good enough plan to get back. I thought about putting liquid Viagra in his drink, but then I realized that Mello doesn't really drink anything, and where the hell was I suppose to get liquid Viagra from anyway? So that was a bust. And that's pretty much how the rest of my plans were as well; dumb, impossible or very unoriginal. I'm a pretty smart guy, but Mello was definately one step ahead of me in this area. I just wanted to catch up with him.
"Hey guys!" Luke waved to us cheerily, walking over. I jerked my head in response while Mello stood beside me frowning. "You're here early today, Mello. Uh! Matt why do you look so exhausted?"
"I do? I'm not surprised. Couldn't sleep a wink last night cos of this little devil here," I nudged Mello playfully. Luke stared at us in astonishment.
"Ha ha HA" Mello emphasized this by elbowing me in the gut, really hard. "Don't listen to him, Luke. He likes to bullshit."
"That's not what you said last ni-" Mello clamped a hand over my mouth, sending me a dozen death glares in one. Luke raised a brow, his smile vanishing.
"God, Luke, believe me, I did NOT have sex with this asshole."
Luke nodded but didn't look too convinced. Why did Mello feel the need to convince this guy otherwise anyway? He knew this guy has a major crush on him, but then again, he knows that everyone has a major crush on him. *Gasps* Am I really that embarrassing to be around? But the guys in Mello's gang didn't seem to have a problem with me…so Mello's the problem, not me. I mean, I was completely likable, people LOVE me. People like Duncan and…oh God. I continued to wallow in self pity with Mello's hand STILL covering my mouth as other people started showing up and forming a circle around us. Well, around Mello. Sigh…
They all casted questioning glances at Mello and I but Blondie ignored them, giving the simple explanation of "He's got too much bullcrap comin' out of him." A few minutes into a conversation with his friends, Mello absentmindedly let go of my face, which had grown sweaty under his palm, and grabbed my wrist instead.
"You guys gonna watch the game tonight, right?" Nick asked. There was suddenly uproar among them as everyone started speaking all at once. Of course I knew what game they were talking about; the ball game between the Lakers and Heat this evening, the game every one's been talking about. I bet half the school'll be missing classes just to get ready for it. Tough match.
"Lakers' gonna win, I'm sure," Mello stated confidently. Oh really? Just so he knows, I've been a Heat fan since the beginning of time. But I knew if I spoke up, I'd be getting another handclamp, so I kept mum while they continued discussing it. It was a pretty long discussion too; lasted til the bell rang. I would've just left(having a argumentative discussion and not being able to partake in it? Count me out) if Mello hadn't been gripping on to my wrist so tight. But hey, I wasn't complaining, since he obviously enjoyed holding my hand. They all split up when first period started and me and Mello walked to our economics class together, when I had the coolest, most awesome brain blast EVER! I almost started to hyperventilate right outside the lecture hall, but I knew I had to play it cool.
"Say, Mello."
"What? This better be relevant."
"I'm sure it is. See, I heard you say that the Lakers were sure to win in tonight's game, and I just wanted you to know that I beg to differ."
He cocked an eyebrow. "So?"
"Well, how'd you like to bet on it?" That got his attention. He raised his chin, urging me to go on. "If Lakers DO win, I'll leave you alone for a week—"
"A month."
"Fine. But if Heat wins, you have to give me…" his eyes opened in anticipation. "A blowjob." The little voice in my head was snickering along with me as we watched Mello think the deal through in his head. I knew he wouldn't give it up, no matter what the circumstance was, he was way too proud for that.
"Fine, deal." Bingo. We shook hands on it and walked into the lecture theatre together.
...
I invited Duncan to watch the basketball game with me; there was no way I was missing it for the world. Getting the mini TV ready and popping open some cans of lager and crisps, we were soon good to go.
"I didn't know you liked basketball, Matt."
"I do, also I REALLY need to see who wins, my whole FUTURE depends on it."Exaggeration, my friends.
"Really? How so?"
Oh, super, someone to tell my diabolical plan to. I grinned happily, explaining everything to Duncan's eager ear. His face fell for some reason, instead of the laugh I expected. "Uh, that's great. But what if Heat doesn't win?"
"I have to keep my end of the bet, Dunc, just like he will. We're serious about this. That's why I REALLY REALLY REALLY need my favorite little basketball team to win for me!" he wasn't contented with that, I could tell, but whatever. I don't need him to tell me what's right and what's wrong. He saw what Mello had done to me yesterday; as my friend, he should want to get back at him too. But the game was starting in, like, 15 seconds and I was not in the mood to get pissed. So I pushed all my thoughts aside and focused on the TV as the show started. Damn, no kidding, it was a real tough match. I actually thought Lakers would win for a minute, or maybe they'd tie. How would we settle it if it tied? Huh, never thought of that. I watched on, not realizing that I held my breath almost the entire game, exhaling sharply whenever my team scored. I was on my heels, rocking back and forth, drinking can after can of beer, eyes completely glued.
2 and a half hours passed surprisingly fast, and I almost tipped my drink over when Miami Heat won! My team won! I could hear cheering and jeering along the whole dorm, and I was having a mini celebration of my own, hopping around the room screaming. "Duncan! Duncan, we did it Duncan! Duncan!" I pounced on him and rolled with him on the floor, on the verge of tears. I was laughing like a maniac, my mind blank and losing all control over my emotions. Getting on my knees infront of the TV, I held my hands in prayer. "Oh thank you God for making such a miracle happen tonight! I love you, I love you, I love you!"
"Chill Matt," Duncan said. I could hear the smile in his voice; even he, who was so against it, was happy for me.
"How? How do you expect me to chill? Oh my fucking God, I wanna kiss everyone right now!" Duncan blushed, kneeling down beside me. "Oh, don't worry Dunc, I don't mean you. Christ, I'm so Goddamn happy right now." I was so psyched to see Mello's priceless face tomorrow morning, though I'm sure it'd be more pissed than anything.
…
I walked through the front doors of the school with Duncan, basking in my own victory. Mello better not be hiding from me. Scanning through the hall, I found him hanging out at his locker, alone. I trudged over, whistling a happy tune and hugged him from behind. He jumped, shocked at the contact.
"Hey."
He turned around to stare at me. Even if he didn't watch the game last night, there was no way he didn't hear about the winning team from all the dudes in our school, so he should difinately know what I came over for. "I believe you owe me something, Mello." he stood still just staring at me for some time and I thought he forgot about our bet, but then he growled and slammed his locker shut. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the nearest handicap toilet with what I hope was enthusiasm. He closed the door and pushed me hard against it, getting on his knees. "Wow, I didn't know you were so excited for this."
"Shut it, I just want to get it over with," he snapped, undoing my belt. Shit, I was already hard looking at him unzip my pants. They were saggy without my belt to hold them in place. He got my dick out and stroked it a few times, glaring up at me the whole time. As if that wasn't unsettling enough, so I grabbed his head and pushed him down. He grunted, but began licking at the tip before going in for the kill and swallowing me whole. Fuck, I can't remember the last time I got a blowjob, and at the rate Mello was going, I knew I wouldn't last long. He was good at it, and I wasn't surprised, considering he probably had loads of practice with half the dudes in the school. I leaned my head against the stall door, closing my eyes. Damn, I was gonna blow soon.
"Mello..." he began sucking harder, moving faster, obviously realizing that I was reaching my limit soon. "Mello," my breath hitched. I clawed at the door, biting my lower lip, my eyes squinting shut. Then I came. Mello pulled away and swallowed, surprisingly. He helped me pull up and rezip my pants while I tried to regain my composure and even out my breathing.
"Come on, I don't want to be late for our first lesson," he said, punching my shoulder. How the hell is he so calm? I mean, he just sucked me off, and my come was on his lips, and...he looked so sexy...He licked the white off his lips, making him even sexier.
"Mello..."
"Stop raping me with your eyes, you perv." he whacked me on the head, snapping me out of my trance. "Let's go." he pushed me aside and open the toilet door, walking out, to which I followed him happily. The few people left in the hall stared at us, but fuck them. I just got sucked off by the hottest person in the entire college, the entire world.
I think its gonna be a great year.
Author's note: MERRY CHRISTMAS/HAPPY HUNNAKAH EVERYBODY! Have fun this holiday and don't forget to stuff your faces with treats! Btw, about the basketball part, I don't know shit about these kind of sports but I needed something for them to bet on so that came out. Sorry if I offended anyone or whatever. Peace, I'm out.