I closed my eyes and faintly listened to them.
“I can definitely see how he was a model. Fuck, he’s perfect,” Sebastian said quietly. “Virgin?”
“Yes. Eighteen. Virgin.”
“You said no family?”
“No. He’s from an affluent area and is very bright.”
I used to have a mom.
“You said he was a cutter.”
“Yes. There is some mild scarring on his thighs, but he has a very rare trait that will be very desired.”
“What?”
“He’s a masochist.”
A what?
“Very good. Show me the marks from the cuts.”
I could feel Eli moving his arm under my lower back, lifting me, and then suddenly I felt a draft.Why couldn’t I move much?Hands were on the inside of my thighs, and I felt a palm rub over my underwear and stroke the length of my dick. I let my head roll against Eli’s chest and shoulder while someone was making my dick feel incredible. Even though my dick felt great, I felt really sick and wanted to go home.
“Eli,” I rasped. My eyes were so heavy, and it took every ounce of energy to open my eyes. The second I got my eyes opened, I saw spots and felt terrible aches in my stomach.
“I’m right here, Brandon,” he whispered.
“Eli, can we go? I don’t feel good,” I begged.
Eli and Sebastian talked a little bit more, and then I could tell Eli stood up. I couldn’t open my eyes, but I tried to stand. I could feel material slide down my legs and pool at my shoes. Strong hands wrapped around my upper arms, guiding me back to the couch.
“Easy, Brandon. Sit here while I go get the car. I’ll get you home and taken care of,” Eli promised.
“Okay, I’ll wait,” I mumbled and leaned my head back on the couch.
Eli and Sebastian stood by the door and were talking quietly.
“When will it be deposited?”
“Right now, Dr. E. Chill, man. Here’s twenty g’s cash and another eighty was just wired to your offshore account.”
“Thanks,” Eli said and went through the door that Sebastian had pushed open for him.
“Eli,” I strained as hard as I could. “Eli!”
“Brandon, relax. I’m going to go get the car,” he hollered.
Okay.
7
Brandon
Eighteen-Years-Old
I rolledover onto my back, and the cold, hard ground sent a sharp chill over my bare back, causing me to hiss and sit up. A throbbing headache with a piercing pain behind my eyes caused me to press the back of my hands against my eyes.
