Bye the way. Ichiro is 18 and Takahiro is 21- so it's legal- also- Ichiro is still in school though and Takahiro is not-
Takahiro slowly woke up, his eyes feeling heavy as his whole body ached. He coughed a bit from how much dust was flying around the cold room. When he moved he felt something around his wrists.
He looked up at his hands, although his vision was a bit blurry, he still saw the chains that were around his wrists. "How in the.." Yakahiro got confused and he looked around the room. There was only darkness.
He heard footsteps walking towards the...door? The door slowly opened, light beaming through it and Takahiro squinted. A boy walked into the room. A small, petite boy with short hair.
The boy smiled. "Well hello there, Yakahiro." The boy said with a plain and creepy smile. The boy slowly walked over to Yakahiro, the boys eyes a black mixed with somewhat brown color.
Yakahiro coughed. "Who are you?!" Yakahiro shouted, his eyes half-lidded from how tired and how much he was aching. "Me? Oh- I'm ichiro. Don't you remember me?" Ichiro asked, smiling.
Yakahiro thought for a minute, his eyes widening when he figured it out. "You're that bastard who broke into my house." Ichiro grinned. "Correct. You're such a smart man, Yakahiro~"
Yakahiro gritted his teeth, wanting to just punch Ichiro in the face as he balled up his fists. But sadly, he was chained up. Ichiro grinned a bit more when he saw Yakahiro's fists ball up. "Oh? Are you angry?" Ichiro said, starting to get h0rny from how angry Yakahiro was getting
"Hah....hah....hahah~! You're so hot, Yakahiro~!" Ichiro yelled as he slightly rubbed his own inner thighs together, creating friction on his own c0ck. "You're crazy!" Yakahiro screamed as he tried squirming out of the chains. Of course, that only made Ichiro h0rnier.
"Y-You are just so cute when you are mad~!" Ichiro yelled, his heart beating quickly as he made himself c*m just from thinking about how hot it is when Yakahiro is mad. "Oopsie. It looks like I accidentally made a mess. Well, i'll go upstairs and clean myself up. Be a nice boy and stay right there. Bye for now, my cute, Takahiro~" Ichiro said, walking back upstairs.
Yakahiro's eyes were widened, he gritted his teeth and thought, 'Crazy bastard...How do I even get out of these chains anyways...their like....hundreds of pounds..' Yakahiro sighed, looking at the sticky puddle of c*m that was on the floor. "...disgusting.." He muttered.
Yakahiro's eyes scanned the room. He could actually see since Ichiro turned the light on in the basement. "...how could I let this happen.....he's such a small kid...and i'm an adult who's stronger than he is....or I think.." Yakahiro said, sighing.
After a few hours, there were no footsteps heard, only silence. It was almost deafening from how silent it was. Yakahiro woke up to a door opening, and of course....
It was Ichiro. His stupid grin wanted to make Yakahiro rip it off his face. But yet, he couldn't do that. "I see you've been a good boy. Now you can have dinner" Ichiro said as he placed a dog bowl on the ground that was filled with dumpling soup.
Yakahiro looked at the bowl and his stomach rumbled. It's been such a long time since he's had something other than microwaved cooked ramen noodle. Yakahiro gritted his teeth though, p*ssed because it was in a dog bowl. "I'm not a f*cking mutt." Yakahiro said in an angry tone.
Ichiro frowned. "Well saying that isn't going to help anything. You're acting stupid just like a dog. So you're eating out of a dog bowl." Ichiro said seriously, but grinning creepily. "...You're f*cking crazy. And stop smiling. You're creeping me out you basta-"
Yakahiro got cut off by Ichiro kicking him in the side of the head. "GAH-" Yakahiro flinched from how much it hurt. "Do what I say. Or else it'll get a lot more dangerous for you. Not to mention, if you don't behave, then you won't be able to walk out of here with all of you're limbs attached" Ichiro said, frowning.
Yakahiro groaned and moved his jaw a little, Then he gritted his teeth as he looked away. "Fine you crazy bastard. I'll...eat it like that..." Yakahiro said. "Good. Now, I'm going to loosen the chains so you can eat. Okay?" Ichiro said, starting to grin even creepier.
Yakahiro sighed and nodded, his eyes focusing on the dumplings in the dog bowl. Ichiro plainly loosens the chains as he slightly kicked the dog bowl over to Yakahiro. "Eat up. Or no more food for you for the rest of the week." Ichiro said, grinning.
Yakahiro slightly rolled his eyes, but not enough for Ichiro to notice. Yakahiro gritted his teeth and got on his knees, bending his body and sticking his butt in the air so he could get some dumplings. He started eating it from the dog bowl like a literal dog as Ichiro watched, grinning.
Once Yakahiro was done, he got back up, his face a bit messy but he didn't care at this point. He just wanted to go home. Ichiro smiled creepily once again. "Good boy. Now. I'm going to wash this and i'll see you in a week." Ichiro said "A week?! But you said if I ate it then I would be able to eat-!!!" Yakahiro yelled
Ichiro smirked. "Well my plans have changed, Mutt." Ichiro said, walking away with the dog bowl upstairs. Yakahiro's eyes were widened, unable to say anything else from how shocked he was...he was now...
That's the end of this episode-- byeee