Now the Tables Are Turned (Private for me and NymphomaniacFairy)

TJ laughed a little as he watched the other boy escape. He knew the jock wouldn't give his real name, but it was worth a shot. TJ exited the room, locking the door behind him. He left the building and walked home. He was going to have to do some research on this kid when he got back. It shouldn't be too hard. He was popular and he was a jock, there was bound to be a mountain full of information on him.

[KuteUsagi]

Tray ran into his house and up the stairs to his room. It was a good thing his parents worked late and were usually out of the house. He threw the bag in his closet and jumped face first onto his bed, cussing into it

TJ walked through the front door and rushed to his room, locking his door behind him. His parents never checked in on him. They trusted him, and most of the time, they were right for trusting him. Except now.

TJ booted up his computer and logged onto Facebook. He scanned a few photos of a couple of his new classmates before spotting the undercover homosexual. Luckily, he had been tagged in this photo. He was posing with the rest of the volleyball team, guess they won some championship or something. TJ scrolled his mouse over the jock's name, "Tray...hmm..." TJ thought out loud.

He continued to browse Facebook for information on Tray before realizing there was really one way to find out info faster and easier. He scrolled his mouse over the button and clicked. "Friend request sent." TJ said out loud.

[KuteUsagi]

Tray came out of the shower, drying his hair. He sighed. Whatever happens, a shower can calm him down. Tray got on the computer and went on facebook. He logged on and sW he had a friend request. Was it another one of those creepers? He clicked the button. TJ. Tray widened his eyes and clicked "not now" a million times. He had found him.... Tray bit his bottom lip in frustration

TJ waited quite a while for the jock--or rather Tray to accept his friend request. After about a half hour, he came to the realization that the other teen had rejected him. TJ laughed a bit. He wanted to break this kid, make him his bitch. He was going to have him, one way or another.

If TJ could hear himself now, he would have been scared. He had never been the assertive type. He was always one to blend into the background, not be noticed, but this person...the fact that he was so close to having him...it turned him into a monster.

TJ decided that perhaps Tray needed a friendly reminder of their deal. TJ created an account on a image hosting site, setting his pictures to private. He uploaded the picture of Tray and copied the link. He returned to the Facebook tab and clicked "Message" on the far right of Tray's profile.

With the subject header, "Just a friendly reminder", TJ posted the link in the body of the message with a simple sentence at the end. "Don't forget about our deal."

[KuteUsagi]

Tray was reading his friend's statuses and laughing when he got a notification. He scrollled up and clicked the link, and saw his picture. He spasmed "shit shit shit..." he quicjly went to TJ's profile and added him. He sighed "i camt believe this is happening"

TJ smiled at the sudden friend request from Tray. His grin widened at the thought of all the things he could do with the boy. He decided to send another message.

Subject: Hey

Message: Hey, Tray. You didn't think you could hide from me, did you? I mean, after all, you're a popular jock. It wouldn't have taken me that long to find you. Just thought I'd say hey. We didn't get to talk much during our last encounter, so I thought we could now. By the way, since I know your name now, you might as well know mine. Yeah, it's TJ, but it stands for Thomas Jake.

TJ smiled at the slight sarcasm used while composing the message. In all truthfulness, TJ did want to break this kid, but he didn't want to be seen as a monster by him. He wanted to break him, but he wanted him to love him as well...or at least like him. TJ clicked "send."

While waiting for Tray to message back, TJ decided to gather some things he might need for Tray tomorrow. He found an old dog collar that used to belong to a golden retriever he had before he had to be put down. It could fit around TJ's neck, so it should have no problem fitting around Tray's. He took a black sharpie and crossed out the engraving. In big, black, bold, capital letters, TJ wrote "TRAY" along the front of the golden coin-like collar, and "PROPERTY OF TJ" on the back.

[KuteUsagi]

Tray read TJ's letter and shivered at the last two words. His full name. He replied with a "." he sat there, thinking of ways to get himself out of this situation. He coulsnt tell anyone... It was his fault for working at a strip club anyways... He sighed and punched himself "fuck my life."

TJ slightly frowned at the single character response of his new "friend". TJ tried the collar on to make sure it fit the same...Yep, it did. TJ returned to his keyboard to respond to the message.

Subject: Hey

Oh...well, it's fine, you don't have to talk, I can do all the talking. Besides, I know you like to use your mouth for other things Which reminds me, I have a little surprise for you tomorrow...but I still want to get to know you better. I mean, usually jocks aren't always what the seem, and clearly you aren't. Which reminds me, how long have you been working at the strip club? I would ask why, but I already know. To hide such a sexy body from others would be a crime.

TJ clicked "send" once more. TJ couldn't help but feel his cock spring to life when thinking about Tray and his gorgeous body. TJ stood up and slipped off his hoodie and his pants, not only leaving him in only his boxers, but also revealing his perfectly chiseled body, complete with bulging biceps and an eight pack of that seemed to be sculpted on. TJ was definitely a looker...too bad he hid it from the rest of the world.

He sat back down and slowly rubbed his cock through his boxers as he looked at the photo of Tray once more, awaiting his reply.

[KuteUsagi]

Tray grumbled as he read the question "i have the right to remain silent." he wrote back. He had been working at the strip club since he was 15? 16? Anyways, he was pretty young. He sighed and wondered what the "surprise" was. He knew it couldnt be gOod in any way.