Days later the two men were in their hotel room, wrapped up in one another. The show was over for the night, and all evening long they had been driving one another crazy. AJ had been purposely turning Brian on at every opportunity. It had left Brian both excited and sexually frustrated. So when they reached the hotel room that night he had barely given AJ any time to get in the door and get the door shut before he started kissing him.
But AJ was still in a mood. With an evil laugh he broke free and bounded away. That had started the most entertaining game of catch that either man had ever played. Every time that Brian thought he had him, AJ somehow managed to break free.
They stood, the bed between them, grinning and panting. “You think your old ass can catch me?” AJ taunted him.
“Old? Boy, you’re pushing buttons tonight, aren’t you?”
AJ’s grin turned sharp. In that look, Brian realized what his lover was trying to do. The knowledge lit Brian’s eyes and had him rethinking his strategy. AJ saw it as Brian realized what game he was playing. “Bout time you caught on, Littrell.” He teased.
“Screw you.” Brian shot back.
This time AJ added a smoky laugh to the grin. “If you can catch me.”
Growling, Brian launched over the bed, missing AJ by just a hair. So started the chase again, but this time they both knew what they were playing for, and Brian was all the more determined. As they darted to the side of the room with AJ’s open suitcases, Brian caught sight of something in there and couldn’t help but grin as a plan formed in his head.
They rounded one bed and Brian managed to catch hold of the hem of AJ’s shirt. But AJ just dropped down, letting his arms slide up so that he lost the shirt. In that instant, Brian quickly leapt forward, tackling AJ before he could get up. They landed on the ground with a thump. As part of the game, AJ still fought him, twisting and turning and struggling to get free.
Brian allowed him to struggle, letting it move them toward where he wanted to be. Just a little closer, just a little bit more! Using their wrestling to hide what he was doing, Brian reached out and grabbed the leather cuff restraints that were in AJ’s suitcase. Then he rolled them closer to the bed, letting AJ think he might be winning.
Just as they got close, Brian used his body to pin AJ face first into the ground. He reached up, hooking one cuff to the brass ring of the headboard, then the other, and then he brought the two cuffs down. It was easy to snap AJ’s first wrist before he realized, and to lace it tight. But AJ realized what was happening and fought even harder to keep his other hand free.
Finally Brian managed to catch it and lace it in tightly. Then he sat back, grinning at his handiwork. AJ was sitting on the ground by the side of the bed, his arms stretched up high over his head and held tight. There was enough length to the cuffs that he would be able to lift AJ up to the bed or leave him where he was.
“Told you I’d catch you.” Brian said smugly, running a hand from elbow to shoulder on AJ’s arm. His lover snarled up at him and made as if to kick his legs. Prepared for that, Brian quickly shifted out of the way. “Uh, uh. None of that, now. We’ll have to see what we can do about those feet for now. Can’t trust you not to damage something.”
“Fuck off.” AJ snapped at him, sliding perfectly into the role playing.
Brian grabbed hold of AJ’s chin, holding his head in place. “Watch your mouth when you talk to me.” He snarled at him. With a scowl on his face, Brian moved and straddled AJ’s legs, pinning them with his weight. He unhooked AJ’s belt and his jeans before pulling them and his boxers down. Naturally AJ fought him, but Brian grinned when AJ’s erection sprang free. “You may say no, but your body says yes.” He jeered.
Once he had AJ’s jeans off, he took the belt and wound it around his ankles, cinching it through the buckle and effectively tying his feet off. He sat back for a moment to admire his prize.
Right as he made to move forward, someone knocked at the door. AJ’s eyes grew wide as he looked up at his cuffs, down at his body, then back to Brian. Frozen, the two waited to see if the person at the door would go away. But another knocked sounded, followed by Kevin’s deep voice. “Cos? Aunt Jackie’s on the phone right now, she wants to talk to you.”
“Crap.” Brian whispered. He stood up, calling out “I’m coming!” His gaze shifted back to AJ while he readjusted himself so that certain things wouldn’t be obvious to Kevin. A grin started to light up Brian’s face. He reached out, unhooking one cuff from the ring, letting AJ think he was being set free. Then he moved it to the matching ring at the footboard and hooked it on. AJ’s eyes grew wide.
Brian bent down and gave him a soft kiss. “I shouldn’t be gone long.”
“What?” AJ squeaked out. “Don’t you leave me here, Littrell!”
“Maybe next time you won’t taunt me all day long.” Brian sang softly to him. Still smiling he looked around, then grinned and grabbed something out of the suitcase. He came back over and used a tie to gag him with, cinching it behind his head. Then, chuckling, he moved over to the door, flicking the light off as he went. AJ was steadily grumbling in the background while Brian opened the door. Smiling, he stepped out and shut the door behind him. “So, mom’s on the phone?”
~~~~~~~~~
Oh he was going to kill Brian fucking Littrell. That was for damn sure. Leaving him here like this; naked, horny, and chained to the bed. If he’d just left his hands where they’d been, AJ could have unhooked himself. But no, Brian had seen that and deliberately moved him so that he was trapped with his back against this stupid bed, his ankles tied together, and waiting for Brian to return. In the dark.
The worst part of it was, AJ knew that if the roles had been reversed, he would have done the exact same thing. Brian was getting better at playing these kinds of games. The gag had been a nice touch, even. The more he thought about it, the more that AJ decided he didn’t mind. Much. Not that he would tell Brian that.
Then again, Brian would be able to see how little AJ minded when he got back. A part of him was still hard and ready to go. That shit. Leaving him like this, fucking hornier than hell, waiting for the whim of his lover. Wondering what Brian would do to him when he got back. Thinking about filling him, or being filled. God! It was a perfect plan on Brian’s part. The fucker.
Something rattled at the door. AJ twisted his head, trying to look through the darkness to where he knew the door was at. Was Brian back already? That hadn’t taken real long. Thank God. Then the door opened.
“Bri?” a soft voice called out.
Holy fucking shit. Holy, Goddamn, mother fucking shit! That was Nick. Why the fuck hadn’t he bothered knocking? Why was he opening the door? How the hell had he managed to open the door without the keycard? All those questions ran frantically through AJ’s mind as he slouched down as low as he possibly could. Please, dear God, let the kid just poke his head in and leave. Whatever it was he wanted, let it not be important enough that he came inside looking for Brian.
For a second it was quiet, and AJ started to hope that his prayers had been answered. But then he heard Nick chuckle. “Good, no one’s here.” He said softly to himself. Even as panicked as he was, AJ couldn’t help but be amused. They all teased Nick for the way he talked to himself. Goofy kid. “I can get this set up before he ever gets back.”
Shit. Shit! Nick was here to set up a prank. Oh God. That meant he was going to come in. Would turn the lights on most likely. Oh holy mother of God. How on earth was he going to explain being naked and chained to a bed, ankles tied with a belt, mouth gagged with a tie. This would be one for the books. At least it was just Nick. Maybe he could get the kid to keep quiet about this to Kevin. Bribe him, threaten him, anything.
AJ had his eyes closed when the lights turned on. He saw the flash of red behind his eyelids. Even though he knew it was a long shot, AJ sunk down as low as he could. If he got lucky, Nick wouldn’t need to come to this side of the room. He would never see him.
Luck wasn’t on his side.
There was a sharp gasp of breath, and AJ was convinced that he’d been seen. But then he heard “Holy shit, look at this place? What the hell happened here?” Huh? Oh, yeah. Their little chase game. They’d probably tore the room apart pretty good. To Nick it must have looked like someone ransacked the place pretty bad.
That was when he heard another gasp. “AJ?” Nick said in a shocked voice. AJ braced himself, waiting for Nick to come over. His eyes flew wide open in shock when he heard Nick dart to the door and shout out “Guys! Help!” and then coming running back in. Oh. My. Fucking. God. AJ glared at the wall and plotted Brian’s death.
Just as Nick rounded the bed and dropped to his knees beside him, AJ heard footsteps coming toward his room. Nick’s eyes were wide as they took in AJ’s position. It shocked him enough that his mouth dropped open and he just sat there, staring, as the room filled with people. Kevin, Howie, and Brian all skidded to a stop inside the room. AJ looked over to Brian, glaring straight at him, glad to see that Brian’s face was flushed with mortification.
Howie took one look at him and started to laugh. He laughed so hard he fell onto the bed, clutching at his stomach.
It was Kevin who asked the question that he and Nick both had to be thinking. “What the hell is this? Did someone come in and attack you?”
Because of the gag in his mouth, AJ really couldn’t answer them. But he felt his face flame. When he got a hold of Brian, he was going to kill him. Oh, he would hurt him so bad for this. If he’d just let him go, none of this would be happening.
Brian quickly reached forward and removed the gag first while Kevin knelt down and undid the belt from AJ’s ankles. Once his mouth was free, AJ instantly started cursing. “I swear to fucking God I am going to…”
Quick as a flash, Brian pushed the gag back into AJ’s mouth. Then he stood up and backed away. It was obvious that he was mortified, but there was a flash of something in his eyes that AJ thought might be humor. Humor? That little shit was amused by this. Growling against the tie, AJ rattled his hands and tried to swear at him.
Nick reached a hand toward one of the restraints, but Brian put a hand on his shoulder. “I wouldn’t do that just yet.” He said softly. Oh yeah, there was definitely amusement in his voice now.
“Why not?” Nick asked.
“He might kill me.”
Giving them all a death look, Kevin pulled the gag completely off of AJ’s head. “What the hell is going on?” he demanded again. “What is this? Did you play a joke on him, Brian?”
They might have been able to pass it off as that if Nick hadn’t been trying to get AJ’s pants for him. When he lifted them up, a bottle of lube rolled out of the pocket. AJ saw it and groaned. There was no covering this up now. He saw the realization come to life in both Nick and Kevin’s faces. Ignoring them, he looked over to Brian. “Let me go.”
Brian mutely shook his head. Furious, AJ looked at his other friends. “Unhook me.”
Still laughing, Howie reached for one of the cuffs, trying to figure out how to untie it right. While he did that, a blushing Nick helped AJ get his legs into the pants. There was enough give on the cuffs that AJ could stand up, at least now that his feet were free he could. Nick got his jeans up for him, but balked at zipping them up. That didn’t matter. AJ paid no attention. He felt as one hand was free and instantly reached it down, zipping and buttoning his pants. His eyes never left Brian’s face.
“I’m sorry?” Brian offered him, taking a step back. AJ growled. He jerked at his other hand, waiting for Howie to undo that one, but found that his best friend was laughing again and couldn’t sit up enough to do it. The humor of the situation wasn’t ignored by AJ, but the embarrassment was deeper. Everyone stared as AJ turned and untied his other hand. Once it was free, he turned straight toward Brian.
His lover backed away, hands held up in the air. “I didn’t know anyone would come in!” Brian defended himself. They ignored the others in the room for a moment. AJ was intent on reaching Brian while Brian was intent on evading AJ. “Would it help if I said I was really sorry?”
“Oh, you will be.” AJ promised him darkly. Then, before anyone could react, he leapt forward. But Brian had been braced for that. He jumped quickly away, dashing around Nick and over the other bed, AJ hot on his trail.
They swerved around their friends who watched, unsure what to do. “You left me in here.” AJ seethed, stepping onto the bed and practically leaping over Howie. “Looking like that.”
“I didn’t think that someone would just walk on!” Brian argued. His eyes were twinkling with that light that AJ loved so much. Seeing it, AJ was having a hard time staying angry. The humor of it all was starting to sink in. He stopped by the foot of the other bed, the one Howie wasn’t lying on. Folding his arms over his chest, AJ tapped a toe and glared. “Come here.”
“Nuh uh.” Brian shook his head no.
“Come here.” This time AJ’s voice was sterner.
Hesitant, Brian walked slowly to him. He stopped in front of AJ, his back to his friends. Looking at him, AJ felt his anger melt away and a smile start to tug at his lips. “You’re a little fucking shit, you know that?”
Now that he knew AJ’s temper had cooled, Brian was smiling. “I really didn’t know that someone would just walk in.”
“Yeah, well, I’ll survive. Everyone knows I’m a freak. But now they know you’re one too.”
Wincing, Brian turned to look at his friends and his cousin. He opened his mouth to say something, but ended up closing it. Color filled his cheeks again. Taking pity on him, AJ stepped up and wrapped his arm around Brian’s waist. “So, as you guys can probably see, Bri and I don’t hate one another anymore.” He said into the silence.
Kevin and Nick just stared. Howie started to laugh all over again.