Acrylic Bonds

​Paint Thinner

 

Once inside the mansion they were escorted to a bathroom that had a swimming pool sized bathtub. At least five people could fit in there at one time. Several servants delivered soap on pillows, thick washcloths and several large ‘people-sized’ towels that seemed as thick and heavy as a blanket. Neither Brian nor Stephan had ever seen a tub so big, smelled soap so sweet or felt towels so soft. Their eyes grew wide and round as the tub gave off a steamy layer of fragrant bubbles, a soft sound of music floated through the air and several men in black suits stood at the ready apparently waiting to fulfill any request. 



The clothes were off in a flash, Stephan and Brian dove into the tub shouting in excitement, swimming across the expanse of bubbles and knocking each other in the head with bars of soap. Victor arrived a few seconds later watching the frolicking puppies, shaking his head at their obvious immaturity. 

“Burn those clothes, and bring them something new to wear.” He commanded the waiting servants as he walked around the tub trying to grab the boy’s attention. 

“I didn’t catch your names earlier, and how old are you?” Brian was taken off guard, not realizing they hadn’t made that clear in the initial introduction, but soon reddened in the face when he realized the introduction wasn’t made with words. He smiled sheepishly, 

“I’m Brian and that’s Stephan.” Stephan had sidled up beside Brian, his tight black curls glistening with sudsy bubbles highlighting every other ringlet. 

“Bry calls me Stevie.” He piped in, which was odd considering he hardly spoke to anyone without Brian encouraging him to. Victor stood up, salivating at the sight of the two well toned bodies before him. 

“And your ages?” He inquired lightly, not bothering to hide the erection that was already pushing at the front of his pants. Brian looked away answering under his breath, 

“I’m 17, Stevie just turned 16.” Stephan didn’t seem to notice the desire building in the boy in front of him, instead he dove under water, swam toward the middle of the tub, popped his head back up yelling “I’m a mermaid! See how long I can hold my breath!” he disappeared again. Victor laughed at Stephan’s playfulness, Brian glanced in his direction and spoke softly so only Victor would hear him.

“He’s off limits… remember?” Victor put his hands up in front of him in feigned surrender. 

“But of course your Excellency, I wouldn’t dream of laying a finger on him without your permission. However….” With the speed of a panther, Victor grabbed Brian by the back of the head and forced his lips into a deep submissive kiss. Brian moaned into Victor’s mouth, not expecting such an intense sensation. Victor’s mouth moved away for a small instant, allowing his tongue to slip through Brian’s parted lips, a deep hungry probing set Brian on fire. His dick rose in a matter of seconds, his fingers gripped the side of the tub until his knuckles turned a pale white. Although his brain was telling him to stop, his body wasn’t heeding the warning, his tongue wrapped around Victor’s the urgency, the heat, the pleasure was driving him mad with lust. His eyes had closed and he found himself wanting to run his fingers through the soft blond hair. As if the kiss had lasted a lifetime, Brian heard the unmistakable sound of flesh hitting flesh, his eyes flew open and he pulled away to see a bright red hand print on the side of Victor’s face. Stephan bobbed next to him in the water, his bright green eyes had taken on a deadly aura. If he had had a pair of fangs, they would no doubt be embedded in Victor’s neck. 



Brian was astonished, Stephan didn’t have a violent bone in his body and yet he had just attacked a complete stranger! Half expecting Victor to call security or kick them out, Brian embraced Stephan gently, trying to get him to stop staring at Victor with that murderous expression he was wielding. Victor placed his hand on the side of his face and turned an oddly sleepy gaze on Stephan, his face broke into a giant smile. 

“I knew you two would prove interesting. I haven’t had this much fun in years! Touché little one!” He touched two fingers to his forehead in a mock salute in Stephan’s direction. “You and I are going to be best friends! I can feel it.. right here.” He tapped his heart, before breaking into a ridiculously loud laugh. As he reached the door of the bathroom, he turned and spoke to Brian again. “Oh, by the way, I’m also 17, as of today that is. See you boys in a little while then.” He threw another look at Stephan and threw him a kiss before leaving the room.

The fun and games were over. Stephan stared at the door as if waiting with a sniper rifle to kill the next person who dared enter the room. Brian kissed the top of Stephan’s head, hoping to calm him down. 

“It’s okay Stevie… everything will be okay.” 

“Do you want him?” Stephan’s voice was not that of the naïve little boy he had come to know, he turned his green fury toward Brian. “Are you going to have sex with him instead of me?” Brian didn’t know what to say. He was genuinely confused. It was as if Stephan was changing by the minute! One moment he was the kid he knew and loved and the next he was this blunt, cruel demanding stranger. 



“I’ve waited for you to touch me and you never do. I’ve tried to show you I am ready, but you pretend you don’t notice. You let that man take me away from you and use me and hurt me.  When you took me away from him, I thought it was because you loved me and wanted me. But now, even after all this time, you don’t touch me. You don’t look at me… and yet, you just met him and you’ve kissed him when you never, ever kiss m..”

The words were silenced by Brian’s mouth. He didn’t want to hear anymore, he didn’t want to see that look on Stevie’s face. Whatever he needed to do to make him understand, he would do it, no matter what.



To his surprise, Stephan pushed him away with an amazing amount of brute strength. He jumped out of the tub, sloshing suds and bubbles off his naked body as he ran toward the servant sporting the thick towels. He wiped away the water, followed by scrubbing his face as if he were covered in germs. Giving an unwavering stare in Brian’s direction, the coldest voice he had ever heard erupted from Stephan’s throat. 

“Don’t ever touch me again… unless you mean it. I don’t need or want your pity.” Stephan left the bathroom, leaving a clueless Brian sitting in the steamy bath. 

“What the hell?” He sighed. Things were not going the way he had imagined at all.