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To be honest I was drunk when the whole deal thing went down. I didn’t actually think anything would happen, maybe it was an illusion. I never thought to read the fine print. I was very very wrong to do that.

I had one of the worst hangovers when I had woke up, but by eight p.m. I was fine. I wasn’t really ready to go out partying ye, but what are friends for if not to drag you out to random clubs and bars. Which is exactly what happened. It was our usual club, the “Stallion”. It wasn’t a bad place, clean, nice music, fun party atmosphere, generally a fun place to go. I flashed my i.d. at the bouncer at the door and slipped into the club. Carrie, the craziest party animal in our group was already there and had a table with drinks. Quite a few drinks at that, which I’m sure we were expected to drink. I mentally wiped away all my cynical thought and put on a smile.
After a few drinks I had no problem with holding that smile. I was getting hyped up and my intoxicated body had a need to dance and party, so I dragged my friends up and head over to the dance floor. My eyes searched for pretty bodies and the general sway triggered something. A memory of the blurry night I had last night. A handsome man handing me a paper and pen, me signing on the dotted line. I remembered my drunk hallucinations of making deals with the devil. One touch and I was “irresistible”. It was probably just a dream, but you never know until you try I told myself. I slid my way over to a pretty girl and placed myself very near her. We talked mostly me booty calling her and her laughing and talking dirty. As I danced I lowered my hand. The deal I made said I had to touch her “heart” or her left chest area. My fingers grazed her chest just above the neck line of her shirt. I ventured and put my whole hand there. I looked in her eyes waiting for a reaction. Nothing. My spirits dropped and she was not to pleased about me touching her there. She split and my spirits were no longer in the mood to dance. I pressed my way through the crowd.
I froze. Jackson Terris. My middle school best friend who I hadn’t even talked to in ages. After middle school we had a really bad falling out, and I just wasn’t in the mood to confront him now. I looked around for an escape, but he was the only way to the table. I ducked my head down, making myself small. He was dancing with some other girl anyway, so I doubted he’d notice me so I set off at a quick pace. The crowds sway didn’t help with my nausea and dizziness. I could feel myself start to sway, why was I so nervous.
Our eyes met and he recognized me immediately. shit I said under my breath. I was recovering from my panic attack or whatever just happened. I barely heard him as he started some small talk. “-are you?”
“What?” I looked up, he was a good three inches taller than me. His brown hair had sun tinged blonde streaks in it and was combed up over curling slightly at the ends. His vibrant green eyes penetrating my thoughts. I wasn’t gay but I had to admit he was hot.
“How are you, like how have you been,” he repeated. He looked nervous and maybe a little guilty
“I’m fine,” I replied giving a weak smile. He gave me a doubtful glance and started pulling me over to an empty table.
“Wow I haven’t seen you in years man, you look like your doing well. Listen about what happened between us... it was mostly my fault, and if you want we could try to reconnect.” He was on the verge of pleading. This subject was still very sensitive and seeing him only made it worse. I still hadn’t forgiven him. I don’t know if it was the alcohol or something els, but I suddenly shot up from my chair, a scowl on my face.
“How can I just forget Jax, what you did is almost unforgivable. No. I need to go ok this just isn’t something I want right now.” I could see his face crumble. He stood , also taking a step closer, his face pleading.
“Please I....” I wasn’t taking it. Suddenly my rage toward him bubbles over and I shoved him with all my force. He stumbled back, a dazed look on his face. I immediately regretted it. I wasn’t upset at him I was upset at myself. Our fallout was just as much my fault as it was his.
I felt his large strong hands took my wrists and pulled my against him. He wrapped his hands around me, but I pushed him away. Head a weird look on his face, almost a mix between devilish, pleading and lustful. He grabbed my one wrist again, and started dragging me towards the private rooms in the club. I hoped he was going to do some explaining.
He turned and locked the door behind us. I was standing next to the bed hands in my pockets, a questioning look on my face. He said nothing. As he slowly walked toward me his head angled down slightly. He suddenly pulled me against him again, this time locking his lips with mine his tongue searching for entrance, which I didn’t allow. His hands which were behind my back we’re exploring, slowly creeping toward my ass. When they got there they squeezed and groped. He thrust slightly against me, and I could feel his erection through the red skinny jeans he was wearing. I pulled away for a moment., our faces still only inches apart.
“Jax...” I whispered. I was scared and confused and I had no clue why Jax was being like this. He had never said anything to me before about being gay. He had never made advances like this ever. I mean we had never even seen each other naked in the changing rooms at school. I snapped out of my thoughts when I felt him trust against me again. I struggled to pull away, I didn’t want this. “Please,” I whimpered. I didn’t know what was going to happen but I knew didn’t want to find out.
“I’m sorry,” was all he said. I had one second to give him a confused look before he took a wet rad and held it against my mouth and nose.
I promptly passed out.
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When I woke up my hands were in cuffs, chained to the top of the bed post. I was on my stomach, and my legs were tied at the ankles with a soft cord.
“Wha...” I came to my senses quickly, my head spinning. I was currently leaning against the same wall the top off the bed post was. My ankles in a backwards butterfly position. “Jax!” I suddenly cried out. The room was dim but I could see his silhouette in the darkness. We were both naked and I could tell what was coming next. I froze. My mind was screaming, but I felt my dick harden, growing against the mattress. I was growing uncomfortable with the need to touch myself. The other thing I noticed was that my balls and shaft had grown significantly in size, length, and width. As I was marveling at my new growth, I had felt Jax’s hot breath against my neck. I felt his chilled fingers, wet with lube, brushed against my asshole. He started with one, which went in easily, soon going to two, then three, then four, all up to the knuckle, it seemed like my body had changed to be the perfect gay sex toy, s Jax stretched me out. It felt odd it’s his fingers up my ass, but to be honest it turned me on.
I gasped at the sudden loss, as he pulled his fingers out. He kissed my neck then my shoulder, continuing down my back. His mouth hit right above my crack and I practically melted. He started twirling his tongue around that’s spot making mi moan and fidget. He slid his tongue down my crack and started eating me out, his tongue wiggling and twisting inside me. I guess at some point my ankles got untied, because he separated them and lifted them up in his shoulders as he stuck his youngest in my butthole. I was still shaking from the pleasure when he stopped, but his tongue was soon replaced with a new pressure. I waited in anticipation, pushing my ass back slightly. He pressed in and my ass expanded accordingly. It seemed he just kept going and going, he had to be at least eight to ten inches. After he was completely in he paused. I felt him slowly pull out again, the process taking just as long as the entry, this time I had more pleasurable, until finally he was out. He started slow at first, thrusting in and out his genitals softly hitting my cheeks. Ecstasy bubbled inside me, and he gained speed. I could feel my body shaking along with each thrust.
I let out a loud high-pitched moan, as he brushed against my prostate. I was fully hard by now, and had subconscious started moving my hips in time with Jax’s trusts, making him go deeper and deeper inside me. He hit my sweet spot almost every time making me moan and whimper each time. I could feel myself getting close to my climax, my dick throbbing and twitching. I could tell he was getting close to, just in the way he was picking up speed.
“I’m...I’m gonna...ngggg,” I moaned trying to tell him. He paused all the sudden, and slipped something off the dresser. He reached around and I cuffed me with the keys. He then carefully spun me around on his dick so we were facing each other. Then using his toned, big armies he picked me up. He was standing and my legs were up around is arms, my knees and his elbow joints colliding. He pressed me against the wall and be fan trusting again all the while his arms around me holding me fast.
“Not yet,” he growled sexily in my ear. He quickly slid a cock ring around my shaft preventing me from getting off. “Not until I’m done.” He continued trusting against me my back sliding up and down the wall. I felt his muscles seize up as he emptied his load in me, his cock twitching and moving inside me. He laid me back down on the bed as he slid me off his dick. He took the cock ring off and took me into his mouth, bobbing his head. It was a short time before I came in his mouth. Bothe exausted we lay there, kissing until we fell asleep.