As we walked back to Destiny's house, Destiny and Angel chatted with Jacob.

"Jacob, are you really making that much money just from streaming?" Angel asked.

"Yeah, it's unbelievable," Destiny said. "He has over twenty million followers and gets tons of donations. Right, Jacob?"

"Yeah," Jacob replied. "My fans are awesome. They love my gameplay... and the other things I do."

"What other things?" Angel asked with a smile.

"Just wearing cosplay and showing myself off," Jacob answered.

While they talked, I kept thinking about what had happened at the café and how I was going to tell Jacob we needed to stop. But I couldn't do it while Destiny and Angel were here. If they found out... It would ruin me. And it would probably make Destiny cry.

By the time I finished thinking about it, we had arrived at Destiny's house. We stepped inside, took off our shoes, and headed into the living room.

"Want to play some games with me?" Destiny asked.

"Yeah, I'd love to," I replied, happy to distract myself from Jacob as he headed upstairs.

"Hey, Destiny, can I have the cake you aren't going to finish?" Angel asked.

"Of course!" Destiny laughed, clearly giving up on complaining about how many sweets Angel ate.

Angel walked into the kitchen to grab the leftover cake. While she was gone, Destiny and I started up the Nintendo 64.

"Want a Mario Kart rematch?" Destiny asked with a grin. "You lost last time."

"No... I'm good."

I didn't think I could ever play Mario Kart again after what Jacob had done.

"Okay. What about Call of Duty?"

"Yeah, that works. You won't beat me in that."

"That's what you said about Mario Kart," Destiny laughed.

Just as we were starting the game, Jacob came downstairs and sat beside me on the couch.

No... Not now. Please, just leave.

I didn't want him anywhere near me while I was trying to relax with Destiny.

"Hey, is Angel still in the kitchen?" Destiny called.

"Yeah! I'm here! I'm just texting on my phone!" Angel shouted back.

"Who are you texting?" Destiny asked.

"April. She's feeling better and wants to know if we can hang out for a while."

"I'm in," Destiny said. "I'd like to see how she's doing."

"Yeah, I've been wondering how she's doing too. Mind if I come?" I asked.

"Sorry. Girls only," Destiny replied. "Why don't you and Jacob play together again?"

I wasn't happy with that idea. Just as I was about to say I'd head home instead, Destiny smiled.

"Please? You two have been getting along so well lately."

I stared at her for a few seconds. I couldn't really say no after she put it that way.

"Yeah... sure. No problem."

"Yay! Thank you!" Destiny said happily. "We'll see you later!"

The three of them practically rushed out the front door. Guess they really wanted to see April. Now was my chance to finally say what I'd been wanting to tell him.

"Jacob... can we talk?"

"Sure."

I took a moment to gather my thoughts.

"Can we stop this? I don't want to do this anymore."

"Really?" Jacob asked. "Why?"

"What do you mean, why? I don't enjoy this... and I'm dating your sister."

Jacob looked at me for a moment.

"You don't enjoy it?" he asked. "It looks like you enjoy it to me."

"No, I don't. What makes you think that?"

Jacob smiled and placed his foot against me. Within seconds... I got hard.

"This is why," Jacob said.

"No... this is..."

While rubbing me with one foot, he interrupted.

"You aren't even trying to stop it."

I pushed his foot away...

...but I was too late.

Jacob smiled.

"You enjoy it, so why stop?"

"Like I said... I'm dating your sister."

I hoped that would be enough.

"You can do both," Jacob replied. "Just don't tell her."

He placed his foot back where it had been. I just sat there, trying to think. But I couldn't. He kept rubbing while I simply let it happen.

"See? You like it," he said with a smile. "You're a little masochist, aren't you?"

"No, I'm not! Stop!"

I started to stand. Jacob pulled his foot away and sighed.

"You don't really have a choice. I have too much evidence to keep you as my pet."

His pet...? My erection refused to go away.

"What happened to you?" I asked. "You used to be so shy. Why are you doing this now?"

"You really need me to answer all three of those questions?" Jacob asked dryly.

"Yes."

"Nothing happened. I was always like this. I just never showed you."

"But why start now? I thought we got along."

"We still do."

"Then why? If you've always been like this... why show me now?"

Jacob thought for a moment.

"Sorry. I don't want to tell you yet."

I slowly sat back down.

"When will you tell me?"

"Eventually."

He smiled.

"But for now..."

"You're just my slave."

"I'm not a slave," I said angrily.

"Sure you aren't."

I didn't like any of his answers, so I changed the subject.

"Let's just play a game and relax."

"No. I actually have math homework to do on my laptop upstairs."

"Okay then, I guess I'll see you later," I said.

"No. I want you to help me," said Jacob.

I remembered Destiny saying that he was really good at math, so I wondered why he would need help.

"Can't you do it yourself? What would you even need help with?" I asked.

"Come upstairs, and I'll show you," Jacob replied.

I thought to myself, At least it's math. I can handle that, and followed him upstairs. We entered Jacob's room. I looked around for cameras, which I'm doing without even thinking now. I still wondered where the camera he used to record me from the doorway was.

Jacob didn't mind me looking around and turned on his laptop. I took that chance to look at all his shelves and tabletops. Damn, I thought to myself. Too many stuffed animals and anime figurines. Just then, I saw a pair of girls' underwear thrown onto the floor near me.

"Okay," he said, sitting down in his chair. "Now I'm ready for you to help me."

I looked at him.

"Why did you strip?" I asked.

He was wearing nothing but his thigh-high socks.

"It's just more comfortable," he said with a smile.

Then he pointed at the knee space under his desk.

"Go kneel under there," he said in a demanding tone.

I'm pretty sure I know what he wants, but I asked anyway.

"Why under there? Don't you need help with math?" I asked.

"You will be helping," he said with a smile. "I need some stress relief while I'm doing work."

"Why can't you just jerk off yourself?" I asked, a bit scared.

"Why not? I helped you, so now you should help me," he said.

"You chose to do that, not me. I didn't ask for it," I said.

"And you enjoyed it, so I definitely helped. Now I want you to help me," he said.

"But—"

I started to speak, but he snapped his fingers. I saw no way out right now, so I crawled under the desk.

"All right, I'm under here. Let's get this over with," I said, annoyed.

He pulled his chair in and positioned his knees just enough so I wouldn't get crushed.

"That's better. You can listen sometimes when you try," he said.

I did as he wanted.

"Yes, that's good. Keep up that pace," he said happily.

So I continued while he worked on his laptop. It was a weird feeling. I've always basically seen him as a girl, even though I knew he was a man. He looked so feminine that you would never believe he had such a huge package.

I noticed something... I got a boner.

Thankfully, from this angle, I'm pretty sure he couldn't see me. It was a pretty deep knee space. Thankfully for that, or he might have made fun of me.

I remembered what he likes to say to me. I'm a maso with a little dick. I can't be little. I barely find males bigger than me. Or at least I don't in the locker room. But compared to the 9-inch dick I'm serving, I seemed so little and insignificant.

Also, I had a boner. So I am definitely a masochist... But I'll never admit it to him.

Just as I had that thought, I felt a foot against me.

"This is for serving me like a good boy," Jacob said with a smile.

I guessed he noticed me while I was lost in thought. While I continued, he placed one hand on my head. He guided my movements. I couldn't handle it anymore. I climaxed.

"Pretty fast this time, huh? You must love your master's feet," he said with a smirk.

He pulled his foot away, and I instinctively pulled back. I felt him put both hands on my head.

"Don't stop until I say," he demanded.

When is he going to finish? I thought to myself. This is taking too long. I continued, hoping he would finish so I could finally go home.

Just then, I heard a knock on Jacob's door.

"Hey, Troy? Jacob? You in there?"

It was Destiny.

I froze in horror. I tried to pull away. But he wouldn't let me. He looked down at me and smiled. He wouldn't... I thought.

"Yeah, I'm in here!" Jacob yelled.

"Can I come in?" Destiny asked.

Jacob said the thing I was dreading most.

"Yeah, sure."

Destiny walked in. The door was near the desk I was under, but from her angle I was mostly hidden by Jacob's large gaming chair.

"Where's Troy?" Destiny asked.

"He went to the store to get us some pop," Jacob said.

Destiny moved farther into the room. I could now barely see the top of her head.

Please... no more, I cried to myself.

"You're naked like usual," Destiny commented. "Do you get like this when Troy is here?"

He better say no.

"Yeah, I do," Jacob said with a smile. "We're both males, after all."

I panicked. I could see Destiny's feet right beside Jacob's chair. She was right behind him. If she looked down, she would be able to see me.

There was a pause. Then I heard Destiny say, "You have weird kinks, huh?" followed by a slight giggle.

It was over. She definitely saw. I saw her feet move away and heard the door open.

"I'll be downstairs. Let me know when you're done."

She had left.

A moment later, I felt myself being pulled closer. He finally finished.

"Ahh," Jacob moaned.

He let me go and stood up.

"Good boy," Jacob whispered. "You didn't even stop while my sister was in the room."

I just sat there, feeling defeated. Destiny saw everything.

Jacob got dressed.

"I'll go downstairs first. You can come down when you're ready," Jacob said with a smile before leaving his room.

I felt like the world was ending.

What would Destiny say?

What would my friends say?

How was I going to join the soccer team after they heard about this?

I slowly crawled out from under the desk and stood up. I dreaded leaving the room and seeing Destiny. After standing there for maybe ten minutes, I decided to face the music. I couldn't stay up here forever.

I slowly walked downstairs, down the hallway, and into the living room. Destiny was sitting there, playing Mario Kart.

"Hey there, Troy," Destiny said with a smile.

"Hi," I said.

"Can I talk to you?" Destiny asked.

"Yes," I said sadly.

"You okay? You seem sad."

Why wouldn't I feel sad? Destiny saw everything. I sat next to her.

What do I say now? I thought to myself.

"Well, the thing I wanted to talk about," Destiny said, "would you hate someone you know if they had weird fetishes?"

"No," I said. "I don't usually care what fetishes other people have, as long as they don't affect me."

"Okay, well..." she started, leaning toward me.

Here it comes.

"Don't tell Jacob I said this, but I found him in his room, naked, watching porn of a male giving another male a footjob," she said.

What? I thought. What does that mean?

"I don't understand," I said to Destiny.

"Well, I don't know, but he likes those kinds of things. He's always watching them," she said.

I was in shock. Was I safe? Did she not see me?

"I know, right? But please don't judge him," she said.

I didn't answer right away. I had too many things going through my head.

"It's fine," I said.

"Really? I know you love women. You're always surrounded by them. You won't hate him because of that?"

I tried acting natural.

"No, I don't mind. It's his kink. It's not a big deal," I said.

I was really happy.

"Okay, that's good. I was hoping you would say that. You guys are getting close," Destiny said.

"All good," I replied.

"But try not to fall for him," she said with a smile. "You'll be drawn into weird fetishes."

"I won't," I said. "I'm not into guys."

"Really? Even though he's so cute?" she asked teasingly.

"He's not as cute as you," I said with a smile.

She smiled and then asked, "Want to play this game with me now?"

I was about to say yes, but just then Jacob walked into the room.

"Hey, where's the pop?" he asked with a smirk.

He's such an asshole, I thought to myself.

"I didn't get any," I said.

"Really?" he asked in a teasing tone. "You sure you didn't just drink it all again?"

I'd never gotten him pop before, which meant he was hinting about what had happened earlier.

"No, I didn't get any," I said before turning to Destiny.

"It's getting late. I should head home," I said to her.

"Oh, that's true," she said, looking outside. "You need to get home and rest. You've got soccer tryouts tomorrow."

I had forgotten about soccer tomorrow. That wasn't what had been on my mind.

"Yeah, I guess I'll see you at school," I said.

"Yeah, I hope you make it onto the team," she said happily.

"Yeah, me too. I'm rooting for you," Jacob said.

"Thanks," I said. "All right, I'll see you tomorrow."

I left the house and made my way home.

Several thoughts filled my head.

Jacob...

Destiny almost finding out...

And the fact that Jacob said he had a reason for doing all of this, but wouldn't tell me yet.

But the last thought I had before I got home was...

Jacob is such a liar.

He said he was doing math, but it turned out he was watching weird porn.