"Hey love!" I called out as I entered my friend Conrad's house. My long, black hair bounced behind me, swaying with my Asian hips as I shut the door and plopped myself down on his couch.
"Hey Selene! How has your break been?" Conrad asked me, grabbing a cup of water and joining me.
"It's going well! It's a shame we only get a week off for spring break, though," I sighed. "College just takes up so much time."
"Well, that's why it's college," he chuckled, rolling his eyes at me.
"But it's so much work," I whined. "I swear. There's so much snow, too. It's so insanely cold!"
"That's crazy," he said, mocking me. While Conrad had chosen to stay close to home, I had opted to go ten hours north, and he wouldn't let me forget it.
"You're lucky that you're still in North Carolina. I swear, it never snows down here."
"It's lovely weather," he agreed.
"I can't believe we're talking about the weather," I sighed dramatically.
"Want to watch some TV or something?" Conrad asked me, clicking on the screen. We settled on Modern Family and watched a couple episodes, laughing at the ridiculousness of it.
"So, how's life?" I asked him.
"It's going well! College is a ton of work."
"You're doing a business degree at a state college, how hard can it be? I swear, the computer science program is killing me."
"You take that back!" Conrad mock yelled at me.
I laughed, nearly falling off the sofa. "S-stop! You could never pull off the 'mean guy' look. You're not intimidating at all!"
"Hey!"
"It's true!"
"Ugh. Meanie."
I rolled my eyes. "So, any significant others I should know about? Boy toys?"
"Well," Conrad said, blushing.
"Ooh! Tell me all about it!"
"There's this one guy..."
"Yeah?"
"We hung out and played at the pool. I swear, his chest," Conrad said dramatically, drooling a bit.
"Dramatic!" I laughed at him.
"Shut up! But yeah. He's really nice. And he's so hot, oh my God. It's like I died and went to heaven."
"What's his name?"
"Parker."
"So are you guys dating or something?"
"Yeah, we've been dating about two months now."
"What?! Two months? Why didn't I hear about this earlier? Don't I have best friend privileges?" I gasped.
"Well, we've been fooling around for longer than two months..."
"Ooh, kinky," I said, smiling and winking at him.
Conrad blushed but didn't deny it. "He's really sexy."
"Twink." I scoffed.
Conrad jumped a little. "I am not!"
"You're acting like one. Twink," I laughed a little as I grinned at him.
"I- I look nothing like that!" Conrad said, flustered and biting his lip. I frowned.
"Yeah, that's why I was joking about it... Why are you so worked up about it?" I asked him, looking at him curiously.
"Um. I don't know..." he said, red as a tomato.
"What, did someone call you that and offend you or something?"
"No..." he responded, drawing out the word and making it sound more like a question than an answer.
"They did, didn't they? Whose butt do I need to kick?" I asked angrily.
"No, no, it was nothing like that!" Conrad insisted.
"Well then, why are you upset by me saying 'twink'?" I questioned.
"S-stop," he protested weakly, shifting in his seat.
"I'm really confused," I stated bluntly.
"I- it's nothing!" Conrad insisted.
"Yeah, somehow I don't believe that," I scoffed. "Besides, aren't twinks young gay guys? And you're not gay, you're bi."
"Mmm..." Conrad groaned.
"What? If anything, wouldn't you be more of a bear?" I asked. Sporting a beard, leather jacket, and dark jeans, Conrad fit the stereotype pretty well.
"Oh God!" Conrad shouted, rolling over and burying his face into the couch.
"Conrad?" I asked, alarmed. Standing up, I walked across the room and sat next to him. I placed a hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"
"S-shit," Conrad panted. "Just give me a sec," he said, jumping up and running into the bathroom.
"Okay?" I questioned in his absence.
Five minutes later, Conrad came out from the bathroom, blushing furiously. I leapt up.
"Are you okay? I'm so sorry; what did I say?"
Conrad blushed and held out his phone. "Here."
"What?" I asked him, reaching out my hand and taking it.
"Hello?" I spoke into the phone.
"Hello, is this Selene? This is Parker."
"Oh, Conrad's boyfriend, right?"
"Yes, that'd be me. Listen, Conrad asked me to explain some things to you."
"Oh, yeah, I think I might've upset him earlier..."
"How much do you know about the BDSM community?"
Surprised, I pulled the phone away from my ear and stared at it. Shaking my head, I put it back up to my ear. "I've heard a good amount about it. Why?"
"Well, I've been training Conrad as my submissive. I'm his master and dominant."
"O-okay..." I said, confused. I raised an eyebrow at Conrad, and he blushed furiously, something that seemed completely out of character for him. "So why are you explaining this to me?"
"Well, you see, I've been playing with hair triggers and hypnosis with him. Conrad's always had a thing for you-"
"Wait, what?"
"Yeah, he's always found you really attractive but was completely unwilling to risk his friendship with you. So he asked me to explain this. But shh, don't tell him I told you," Parker chuckled on the other end of the line.
"Right. So back to the hair triggers?" I asked, winking at Conrad. He whimpered a little and buried his face in his hands.
"Conrad has three hair triggers: 'fuck', which amps up his arousal level a little; 'twink', which makes him feel like someone is trailing their fingers over him; and 'bear', which makes him feel like he's getting a blowjob. They last a few seconds. However, he can't cum until you tell him to by saying 'leather flag'."
"Fuck," I said, grinning. Conrad let out a low moan.
"So, since you told him five twinks and a bear, and now a fuck, Conrad's pretty horny. The sensations aren't going on right now, except for the fuck, but you can make them come back whenever you want."
"Anyone who says 'fuck' or any of the other words has the effect?"
"Anyone."