64: SING ME A SONG......
"Bring back the boy, I want to have fun, am not standing here to some pathic kid telling me what I want;" shouted Amanda to the men in black who were standing by the door.
Brown watched as she confidently sat on the love seat that was at the corner of the room, the other men in the room were arranging some pieces of furniture in the room. They pulled a convertible seat and changed it into a bed, spreading the milk-white sheets neatly before moving away. The candles around the room were lit and the bright light was dimmed leaving the central most part, where the bed stood.
The door opened than closed.
"Here miss," said one of the men.
Brown looked at them and saw Alex, clean in white robes and his eyes in a blindfold being escorted into the room.
Brown wanted to run and hug him, tell him it is going to be okay but he couldn't see anything going to be okay, not here not at this moment.
Brown looked at him, walking slowly and timidly towards the bed. The robes were transparent and he could easily see through his tanned body. They have never engaged sexually, they had planned to do it specially, a manner to make both of them comfortable. The only level that they had reached was the kissing and touching level and they were okay.
They knew they were being cautious, they knew that good things take time but now Brown regretted the good thing that they wanted to take time was going to be ruined uncomfortably that they had not imagined.
"It had already been ruined," thought Brown.
It was ruined when they were first separated and they hid what they had, it was ruined when someone assaulted him and hid the truth from him and now this is going to be another ruin, but with another life.
"Alex," Brown called when Alex was being escorted past him.
"Not now Brown!" Shouted Alex as he take a step and stand in front of Alex.
"Alex listens to me," Brown tried to read in with him.
"This is what I want to do, you better make it fun Brown," said Alex timidly and walked towards the bed.
Brown hated to imagine that what was supposed to be done behind the closed door was being done in the open for people to see and to enjoy themselves.
"This is not how I wanted it god, this is not how I pictured it!" Brown groaned with himself while looking at Alex's clothes being scattered by one of the men.
He dripped his head down, trying as much as possible to avoid the scenes that were unveiled in front of him.
"Clank! Clank," he heard the tapping of the heels as the dipped and echoed on the floor.
"Brown baby boy, look up, look up and see how your lover is being stripped," said Amanda as he forced Brown's head up to watch Alex.
"Papa, you work on him, as his lover watches," said Amanda to his father.
Brown watched as her father walked towards Alex, without hesitation.
"How is he comfortable doing this in front of her daughter?" Brown thought to himself.
What he couldn't understand was how Amanda and her father were comfortably sexually teasing each other without remorse or without being embarrassed by each other!
Brown was already disgusted with the scenes in front of him but whenever he tried to look down, Amanda will raise his chin using the stick in her hand.
He watched as Alex and Amanda's dad kiss, touch each other and moan with pleasure.
Alex's blindfold had been removed and he was seeing clearly. He looked into Brown's eyes as Amanda's dad drilled him, his eyes held no expressions, they were plain and he was okay with everything happening.
"Moan it loud, make him feel jealous, let him know what he made you miss," said Amanda's dad while pushing in him.
"I don't think it's agitating him, papa," said Amanda.
His dad paused and pulled off his vest, he was now naked.
"He is just pretending, the day I first mount him he was heaving like a cow and his lover was crying a river for him," chuckled his dad.
"What?" Brown questioned.
"Alex was there when it all happened?" He added struggling to get up from where he was kneeling.
"Darling we were all there, he was crying but later papa silenced him with a cock which he licked like a lollipop," said Amanda laughing hysterically.
Brown looked at Alex, anger dancing in his eyes. He had wondered why Alex was enjoying all this, how Alex was comfortable when Amanda came to greet him but right now he was not wondering, he understood it all.
Alex wanted it, Alex wanted this all along, that is why he never wanted to have sex with him and told him he wanted it special, special?
"Is this how you wanted it special Alex?" Questioned Brown from his keeping position.
The only answer that came from Alex's mouth was the moan that arises from the pumping of Amanda's dad.
"Why are not saying so that...."
"So what Brown? So what?" Asked Amanda lifting his chin using the stick she had in her hand.
"This is the special he wanted Alex, the special where my dad is the hero and you are the villain," mocked Amanda moving to her seat.
She didn't get to her seat, instead, she turned around and moved to Brown, "wait, you thought it will be in the bed of roses and white sheets?" Asked Amanda before going back to her seat.
"Stop watching too many soaps, this is what he meant when he said special," pointed Amanda towards Alex's Direction.
Brown didn't know what they wanted to achieve with all the drama set around him, he wanted to believe that he was dreaming and everything will be back to normal in a while but no, he refused to believe in a dream that was not there. He accepted he was facing reality in his eyes and reality has just raped him and there was no way he was going to accuse him. He can't get the evidence to sue reality because just like a month ago, they will be erased and tomorrow he will be up like nothing happened, tomorrow he will wake up join his college and still love Alex he used to. "Fuck you reality," he cursed beneath his breath.
"What do you want?" Asked Brown. He had decided to end this madness that was running in front of him. He was not going to fuck Alex in front of all these people starting and stroking their dicks like they want to tear him and rape him over and over. The only way out was to act good and ask for a favour.
"Aah," jeered Amanda placing her legs on top of the other.
"I want you baby, nothing more," said Amanda before shifting his concentration back to the scene.
"I am not able to serve you, sexually," said Brown.
He knew quite well that it will be hard to be in bed with Amanda, he didn't want to give him any hopes that would never be satisfied.
"You will be, but first, I want us to go down to the party, act normal, sing me a birthday song as I slay my cake and make my wish, can you do that baby?" Asked Amanda standing up from his seat.
Brown thought that was cheap, he will just do ad instructed then run away when everyone is lifting glasses to cheer for the happy plus one that she is turning to.
"I'll do that," he said plainly.
"Just don't think of running, lest you will be fucking your dad and mom next on this bed," warned Amanda before moving towards his father.
"Fuck!" Brown murmured silently to himself.
This is the point he wished he didn't have to involve someone else in his life. Right now he couldn't do anything because their life was also in the line.
He had no other choice but to agree with whatever was laid in front golf him.
"I won't run," he said.
The men in black were instructed to clean him up in the next room and a black suit was given I him immediately.
When he came back, he found Alex sleeping and some men were surrounding him.
He quickly rushed to his side but was held back and couldn't see what was happening to me him.
He was walked out of the door and brought to the party room, the party was going on as if nothing was wrong. Brown watched as Amanda mingled with the guest around and even kiss her mum's cheeks. Her mother introduced her to some people whom she greeted happily before walking over.
"It's time," someone whispered to Brown.
Brown walked towards the piano and sat down. He was not sure which song to sing for Amanda's birthday. He had none in mind because he has never sung a birthday cake.
"Are you having second options?" Asked a voice.
Brown quickly shook his head and said No before touching the piano and singing a normal birthday song.
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Amanda,
Happy birthday to you.....
The song was plain and the keys were boring to his ears. He didn't want to sing the song, but also he didn't know which song t sing for Amanda.
A paper was thrown in his direction and he quickly picked it up, inside was a song that he was supposed to play.
He quickly picked the piano Key's again and started the song. He hated to play it but still, he played to make people happy.