The man
1391 Words
He was seriously bored. Last year proved to him that he needed something new in his life. Something exacting and dangerous.
He's a top student, and his future is guaranteed. His father's company will be his company some day, and that makes him bored. He wants it, and he will go for a Master's degree, maybe a business major, after finishing the semester. He has his eyes on business administration and management, so that means he has his future plan already.
He was realy bord.
Sex with some random girl or boy releases his frustrations for a moment, but he needs something else. He just can't figure out what that will be.
"Were are you looking so seriously mate?", asked one of his friends.
"Nowere. I'm just bord."
"Agaein?"
"What the hell do you mean by 'again'?? I have been freaking bored for years. Just leave me alone."
"Jesus mate, chill.", said the friend with his arms up, surrendering.
"Sorry. I didn't want to unload my annoyance on you."
"No problem mate.", said his Irish friend. "I think I have a cure for you."
The man looked at his friend suspiciously.
"I am seriose mate."
The man raises an eyebrow, crosses his arms and looks at his friend without much conviction.
"Party at Alpha Beta Pi."
Rolling his eyes, the man turns his back on his friend and goes to the dorm.
"Come on mate, all the cute girls will be there."
The man blows frustrated and says, "Same thing ever. I'm out."
The friend ran after him begging, "Come on, you know that the girls will be after us if we go together."
"Do you think I'm some kind of bican to your leids?"
"Stop being a brat and put on some party clothes. I'm not taking a no for an answer."
The man takes a deep breath and says, "Okay, I'll be back in 30 minutes."
Behind the man's back, the friend punches the air, yelling, "Yes!"
The man goes into the dorm and, before closing the door of his room, he sees Josh going down the stairs.
"Where is he going? He really has a nice ass.", the man thinks.
Closing the door, he grabs a towel and some hygiene products, and leaves the room again, heading for the showers.
After a shower, he goes back to the bedroom, puts on his underwear and goes to the closet to get his clothes. After slipping on his new Gucci Rhyton leather sneakers, he grabs his keys and phone and, with a sigh, makes his way to the meeting point.
When the two friends arrived at the fraternity, the party was in full swing. Soon after, the Irish friend joins the group of girls, drinking. The man takes a glass, fills it with beer from the keg. He looks around the room and slowly moves to the back of the room, where the light is less, near the wall.
The annoyance did not pass, it even seemed to have increased. There wasn't enough beer to cheer him up.
The man sighs and decides to finish his beer and go to sleep, but gives up on that idea when he looks ahead and sees Josh, completely drunk.
"Only someone as cute as Josh to be invited to an Alpha Beta Pi party.", he thinks smiling. "Poor kid, he's given up to hell. He can't even handle the drink."
The man leans back in the chair, relaxes, and enjoys Josh. "He's beautiful", he thinks.
As if hearing him, Josh looks at the man. The man's d**k swells.
"Interesting", he thinks.
But he quickly realizes that Josh is too drunk and doesn't recognize him.
Five minutes later, he sees that Josh has fallen asleep.
The man knows that everyone is too drunk to notice anything, and that most are going to fall asleep somewhere.
He puts out the second cigarette in an ashtray, dumps the glass in a trash can, and walks over to Josh.
"Josh, wake up. Do you need help getting back to the dorm?"
Josh was dead to the world, nothing would wake him up. After a quick look around the room, he picks up Josh and, like a sack of potatoes, slings him over his shoulder and walks out of the frat.
The man opens the car door, and throws Josh into the backseat.
He lights a cigarette and leans against the car.
An idea began to form in his head. It was a stupid idea. Dangerous, but exciting, and he was so bored.
The image of the abandoned basement, which he discovered by accident, and which perhaps, in previous years, had served to make pernographic films with college girls, materializes in his head.
"A little prank. Just one night of fun. I bet Josh will make me forget the hassle for a few hours."
The man looks at the boy sleeping in the car seat. He throws the cigarette away and walks around the car, getting behind the wheel. Before starting the car, he looks again at Josh, trying to change his mind.
"f**k, he'll never find out if I do things right."
He drives fast. On the way, he stops at the dorm, grabs bed sheets, water and some snacks, and bounds for the basement.
After making the bed and hooking up the equipment, he goes back to the car, grabs Josh and sets him down on the bed.
He caresses Josh's face, making him groan, and once again, he feels the blood trickle down below his waist.
The basement was cold. The man lights the fireplace, leaves the room, gets in the car and goes to a convenience store.
He buys a bottle of chloroform, some wet wipes, hygiene products, hangover medication, and when he goes to the checkout, he sees a wolf mask. He smiles and puts the mask in the basket.
After paying for everything, he loads the purchases into the car and along the way, he picks a rose... just because he felt like it.
Twenty minutes later, he takes out the medication he uses on sleepless nights, crushes the pills and dilutes the powder in water.
He puts the towels on the bedside table, and on top of it, a glass of drugged water and hangover medication.
When everything is ready, he sits down in a chair, in the darkest corner of the room, only lit by the fireplace, and waits.
"What the hell am I doing? Is the monotony driving me crazy? Hell. I need a plan."
Watching Josh sleep, he lights a cigarette and lets ideas come to his mind.
The first time Josh wakes up, completely hungover, drinks the drugged water and falls asleep for a few hours. This gave time for the man to put all the equipment present in that room to use.
He undresses Josh, runs his hand over Josh's body, and feels his mouth watering with desire.
"Soooooo beautiful," he says.
The next thing he does is clasp Josh's wrists. It didn't leave him immobilized, but with little room to move.
Now he just had to stick to the plan. It's not a good plan, but if it lasted twenty-four hours, it would do.
A twenty question game. Silly questions.
On Monday he would release Josh, and he would never know who held him and enjoyed his body for a few hours.
A little humiliation wouldn't destroy Josh, but it would certainly break the apathy in the man's life. At least for a few days.
He knew he was committing a crime, but the part of his brain that said it was just a prank was stronger.
He leaves the room, locks the door, and undresses. Before putting on the new clothes, he sits on the chair, closes his eyes and relieves himself. Groaning the name of the boy sleeping in the locked room, he lets his seed out in spurts.
"Jesus Christ. I don't think I've come so much, so fast in years."
The man chockels. When he's got his breathing under control, he grabs some Kleenex and wipes off the mess he's made.
He goes to the bathroom, takes a quick shower, cleans himself up and puts on the clothes prepared for the game. He sits down at the table where the surveillance equipment is set up and says:
"Let the games begin."
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