Sean shivers as he presses himself against the bathroom tiles. The hot shower has helped to alleviate his nerves but not enough to ward off the bone-deep chill that seems to have taken permanent residence inside him. He tightens his towel around his middle, feeling vulnerable with nothing underneath it, having discarded his semen-encrusted boxers in disgust.
Gene has come knocking at the door a couple of times already and Sean knows he has to open the door soon. It won’t be long before Gene loses his temper and God knows what he’ll do then, break down the door most likely, and Sean will end up being tied up all over again.
“Open the door, Sean.” Gene’s voice is deceptively calm coming from the other side of the door. Sean blinks his eyes open, shaking his head. He is lying down on the co
