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Mikey sat at the kitchen table fantasing about the events about to happen to him today. He had called Bob earlier asking him to come down to his apartment and move some furniture about. He needed a big strong man to move his shit around, something that his tight pants and lank build wouldn't allow him to do.
Little did Bob know that is not what Mikey had intended to with that afternoon. Mikey secretly liked Bob. He liked Bob alot. He liked Bob enough to form a devious plan. A devious plan that involved Bob going to Mikey's apartment entering his room think that he's to move a bed or something, but instead be tied to the bed, while Mikey does what ever his sick hot little mind finds appropriate. Mikey had prepared an outfit for this special occasion. Black leather pants and a matching whip. Bob would enjoy Mikey's little plan. Maybe.
The doorbell rang. Bob was there. Mikey's scheme was unfolding before his eyes.
"You know I'm not doing this for free."
"What?"
"I want something in return for my services."
"What do you what, Bob?"
Bob takes Mikey's chin between his thumb and forefinger and pulls his face toward his own.
"You."
"Oh really." Mikey tries to swagger despite his utter pleasure in the turn of events.
"Really."
"Catch me."
Mikey jerks quickly and runs away from Bob to his room. Bob gives chase, but Mikey clearly outruns him. Mikey leaps into the room and hides behind the door. Bob enters and scans the room for Mikey.
"I know you're in here Mikey. I've had my eye on you for awhile. Now I want my hands on you."
Mikey steps out from behind the door and snaps Bob's hands into a pair of handcuffs. Mikey gives the caught off guard Bob a push down to the ground. Bob lay stomach down on the floor while Mikey thin body applied pressure to Bob as he straddled him.

"What the hell Mikey!" cried a rather confused and disoriented Bob.
"Give me a moment and I'll give you a full explaination."
"Okayyyy."
"I have planned a very fun day for us Bob. None of which involves moving furniture. Right now I have you in my clutches and you shall do as I say. You are going to my sexual slave for the day, if not longer. I have made up a fun list of activities, and without further ado, let's begin."
Bob was shocked at the turn of events today. Bob liked Mikey. That's why he came to help him today. Bob would like to do some things for Mikey, that didn't involve furniture movement. Scratch that, it involved alot of furniture movement.

Mikey hopped off and yanked Bob up by the collar. Mikey believed Bob was enjoying this. Mikey knew that Bob could have easily over powered him. He lead him to the bed as if he were a dog. He told him to lay down of the bed. Mikey unlatched the cuff, but retached it to the bed, then he produced another pair from the confines of his body, and cuffed Bob other hand securely to the bed post. Mikey took a look at Bob's face. He looked eager. Eager for something Mikey was willing to give, but Bob would more than likely have to give something too.

With Bob successly secured to the bed, Mikey left room.

Mikey returned to the room clad in his leather pants, his lovely whip, and some whipped cream.

The carrier of the whip picks up a pair of scissors from the bedside table. He cuts open Bobs shirt.
"Dude, that's my shirt, what the hell are you doing?"
"Ridding you of these garments that will hinder my pursuits of sexual pleasure."
"Oh." A clearly shocked and pleased Bob uttered.

Mikey opens up the can of whipped cream. He proceeds to help himself to some. Sprays in on to his finger generously. He wraps his pink tongue around around the creamy finger.

Bob's reaction. Is a...

A/N: Let's leave it at that for now. It's just a 2 or 3 shot I'm writing. I don't see the Mikey/Bob pairing much, so I decided to do it. This isn't my best work, I was just bored and wrote it. And you people need to review Passion For Him, cause my friend wrote it and she needs reviews please. Do this and get an update for Vamp in the Attic.
Kay thanks.