Owned By The Owner (LGBT/18+)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Carter Evans

Walking through the crowded hallways seems to suffocate me. There are lots of students walking, passing at me by. Some are chattering, some are laughing. The noise makes my ears bleed. Headache.

Too much working.

The gay issue about me has gone down now. But there are still homophobes here. Mostly the jocks. But I don't give a damn now. I'm much stronger than them. Plus, Ajax and Jared are here with me, who used to be straight, but then turned gay. To be honest, I don't need them, but I need them. I don't need them to protect me, because I really can. I can stand on my own. But I need them as my friends.

"Look, the faggot is alone." One of the jock, Ronny, says. His group snickers at that statement. I give them a glare, and they immediately shut up.

I walk towards them.

"Ronny!" I chortle, an evil glint obvious in my eyes. Ronny freezes, about to walk away. "Long time no chat! Guess what? I am gay. Maybe you wanna sleep with me?"

"f**k no!"

"Oh, how about I put you to sleep using my fist?" I say, faking innocent, pouting. He freezes again, eyes wide. "You know, my knuckles are kinda itching. I really want to use it now." I smile wickedly at my knuckles, then take a step forward. "Watch your back, Ronny Mayhem."

Then I turn around, and walk away. Ajax and Jared run at me.

"Damn, the Carter Evans is back!" Ajax says as he throws an arm around my shoulder, then he whistles.

"You were a badass back there, you bastard." Jared says, throwing punches in the air. "Now, we are now the Rowdy Ruff Boys. Only fags." We all burst out laughing. "But they shouldn't mess with the three god-like fags of this school if they don't want their lives to be miserable."

"Baby, you're right about that!" Ajax agrees, grinning at us. "See you later, bitches. I'm about to fly to the moon."

"Don't ever come back, you little slut!" Jared shouts at him. Ajax gives us a bird and Jared and I laugh.

Jared and I go inside of our last class. Our classmates are already seated to their chosen chairs. I take a seat beside Jared.

The teacher walks in, eyes his class, then sighs, as if this class is another torture to him. Then he begins to start the class by telling us the laws of movement. Science. Duh. I'm no geek.

Good thing I've managed to survive the boring class. The bell rings, indicating that the class is over. I stand up. Jared and I part ways. He says that Ajax and him are going to have a party. He invites me, but I decline. I don't have time for parties. I'm still trying to figure out Theodore. He said that we are now in a relationship, but I'm still trying to process what's happening to us. Theodore could be in a phase. So I'm giving him time. After all, we all need time to figure things out, or to sort them. Jared says bye to me, that he will see me tomorrow, then waves at me. I wave back in return.

As I walk absentmindedly, observing my surroundings, the soft breeze of the wind is making the trees bend, the soft chatters of the birds are spreading in the air. The sky, now a fiery orange, is so calm. The sun is setting down. I've been walking for half an hour, but I still don't want to go home. Or Theodore's home. Or apartment. Or his apartment. Whatever.

There are so much things in my head I can't express, or just let out. I feel like I have to do it on my own. Without the help of my friends, or Theodore. I've lost my parents already.

But not Dad.

Dad and I have met accidentally in the mall. Therefore and I were doing shopping for my clothes. That day has been fun. So much. I think I was the happiest person that day. That day, my problems seemed to fade away, the burden that has been etched across my heart has been lifted for awhile. Thanks to Theodore. When Dad saw me, the feelings, problems, burden started to come back. I had to do something, so I ran. But Dad has caught me. Then the falls, my tears, started to fall out of my eyes. He said he's sorry to me, that he shouldn't have done what Mom and him did to me. I was so happy that day. He even though Theodore was my boyfriend! God, it was so embarrassing. I forgave him. And I glad I did it.

My thoughts are gone when there's a crumple of leaves behind me. As I turn around, I suddenly lose consciousness.

+++

When I wake up, I suddenly have a face to face with the devil himself Ronny Mayhem.

"Miss me, Carter Evans?" He mocks, an evil glint in his eyes.

"f**k! Let me go, you stupid bastard!" I shout. I try to move, but the rope around me is tied tightly around my body and the chair, so I'm forced to sit. "If I get out of this thing around me, I will f*****g murder you!"

"Key word: If." He states, then laughs.

God, I can't believe I used to have a crush on this stupid jerk. Ronny Mayhem's dark hair is tousled, falling between his dark chocolate eyes. He's wearing a green button-up shirt. Through the thick fabric of his shirt, his nips are visible. The shirt hugs his body perfectly it reveals his muscled arms. He's also wearing a dark jeans that hugs his legs so good. God, even he's a bastard, he looks so handsome!

I notice that we're in a luxurious room. The room's walls are painted a cream-colored, making the room look elegant. A plasma TV is on the wall, on either side of it, are two speakers. Beneath the TV is a a black, two story, made of glass table. On the top is a black, full of dust DVD player, beneath it is an XBOX. Few of his clothes are scattered on the floor, empty bags of chips are strewn around the bin. The room is messy. And I assume it's his room. My room, back in my home, used to be like this. I wonder if mom and dad cleaned my room.

A slap makes contact on my left cheek. It stings.

"Damn you, cocksucker. You were checking me out. It disgusts me."

"f**k you, Ronny. Let me out of here!" I snarl at him. He slaps me again.

"Shut up. I will slap you again if you dare open your mouth." He threatens.

"Fu-"

Two slaps. Left and right cheek.

"Told ya. Now be a good boy and just do what I say. And I say shut up." He then turns around and lays on the bed. "You know, cocksuckers like you, Ajax and Jared should be out of our school. Or out of the world. Fags disgust me. Yuck."

As he rants about why the gays should be expelled from the world, I remember I have a knife pocket. I try to get it inside my back pocket. I succeed. I quickly s***h the ropes, and grab the both end of it before it falls on the ground. Pretending to play, I spat some harsh things to me. He immediately stands up then goes to me.

"You don't know how to obey commands, do you?" He asks me.

"I don't. One slap and you're dead." I threaten. He smirks evilly at me, then he slaps me. Damn it, it stings! Snarling at him, I charge, the knife and rope falling on the ground. Ronny's eyes widen then tries to run, but I throw myself at him and we both end up on his bed, me on top of him. I pin his arms above him. "I f*****g told you you're dead when I got of there. Now, you're freaking dead!"

"f**k, get off of me, you little cocksucker!" He snarls, trying to push me off of him by wiggling. Accidentally, my groin rubs again his as he tries to wiggle. I hiss and suddenly become hard.

"Damn, you made me hard." I state and his eyes widen.

"f**k you, you little, stupid, faggot, Carter Evans!"

"Tsk. I need to fix this." I say, pouting. "Now that you made me hard, I should use it on you, should I not?"

"f**k no!"

"Hmpf. If you want, then okay!" I say enthusiastically. I remember the girls he has been with, and all of them used to kiss Ronny's right side of his neck. It's his weak spot. Whenever I see the girls doing it to him, he hisses. So I bend down, and nibble his neck. He hisses. "Oh, your weak spot! Found it!"

"Stop!"

I continue to kiss, nibble, bite his neck as he keeps wiggling. I touch his crotch using my free hand and it's... hard.

"Hmm... I see you're hard." I state.

"It's.. what? No! I'm hard because I'm thinking of girls! Girls with big t**s! Now get off of me!"

I ignore him. I look up at him and see his face. Red. He must be really angry. Or embarrass. He's clenching his teeth, his mouth wavering from anger. Maybe. Oh his lips. His lips are so full and very reddish. I lean down. Ronny's eyes widen and I capture his lips. God, he tastes so good. He tastes like mint. He purses his lips and moves his head. I growl. Then I kiss him again on the lips. I start to get horny.

I rub my hard-on with his, through the pants we're wearing. Ronny moans. Damn it! Ronny just moaned! I let go of his arms absentmindedly and I just kiss him. His lips are now moving together with mine. My hands start to move to its own accord, feeling him everywhere. Whilst kissing him, I remove his jeans and his boxer and his hard-on springs, slapping on his stomach. I grab it and he gasps. Damn, he's huge! I let go of his lips and get down, in front of me is his hard-on.

"Prepare to be mind-blown, Ronny." I say before I take him in my mouth. He gasps, then moans as I lick his shaft up and down, then I swirl my touch around the head and he grabs a fistful of my hair before slamming me down. I look up at him and see him screaming silent moans. Then I start to remove my shirt and pants and boxers.

Now I'm naked.

I let go of his hard-on then kiss him again. I forgot that he's Ronny Mayhem, that he's the school's bully, that he's straight. Kissing him, I prepare my hard-on on his hole, then slam it inside him. He shouts.

"f**k! Out! I want it out! f**k it, out!" He keeps saying. "It hurts! Carter! Let it the f**k out!"

"Don't worry, Ronny. You'll receive pleasure in this. You're straight now, but then you'll find me once again. You won't forget this. You will be different." I state then begin to thrust in and out of him. He cries. I hit his prostate. He gasps, then moans. "Found it!" I keep hitting his prostate. Moans, moans, and more moans filling the air. Damn it, Ronny's so tight. Then he comes. And I come, too.

I pull out of Ronny and we both fall into unconsciousness.