Kevin followed Zach into the small but neat and well appointed apartment over the garage. He wasn't sure how he was going to do it, but he planned to somehow get Zach on his knees sucking his cock before he left.
"This is nice man." Kevin stated as he flopped onto a small couch in the sitting area. "How much do you pay for rent?"
"Um... Let me get you that water." Zach evaded answering the question. He didn't want Kevin knowing that he was a kept boy and paid no rent.
Kevin watched the older boy move into the kitchen area, pausing briefly to look at his phone on the counter when the text alert pinged, then opening the fridge to grab a couple of bottles of water. He decided to the quickest way to get Zach on his knees would be the direct approach.
He took the bottle of water from Zach, opened it and took a long swig. Thoughts of what he was about to do had caused his crotch to swell, and he decided to tease Zach using his left hand to mould the thin fabric of his shorts around his growing erection.
"Damn, this hot weather makes me horny." Kevin groaned.
"What the fuck man?" Zach snapped "Take your water and go."
"Come on man, I know you like it." Kevin sneered, stroking his throbbing pole. "I've seen you in action. I know all about you, fag."
The color drained from Zach's face "You don't know anything about me." he snapped back.
"I know you like cocks. I've seen you take them at both ends, so unless you want your secret getting out, you better get on your knees and suck this." Kevin pulled at the growing tent in his athletic shorts.
Briefly distracted again by his phone pinging Zach looked at the screen, rolled his eyes, and angrily slid it across the counter.
"Fuck you, why don't you suck MY dick?" He growled.
Kevin desperately wanted to humiliate his former nemesis. Zach had been the BMOC, captain of the wrestling team, and Coach Baxter's favorite. Yet Kevin truly believed that he was a better wrestler than Zach now. So maybe he could prove himself as a better wrestler, AND make the older boy suck his cock.
"Tell you what, why don't we wrestle to see who sucks whose cock?" Kevin offered. "If I pin you, you suck me off." He didn't finish the second part of the bargain, because he truly believed he would overpower Zach and force him to submit.
"Fine." Zach growled. "Follow me".
Kevin mentally cheered. "Fuck yeah!" he thought. "Get ready to open those pretty lips bitch".
He followed Zach out of the apartment, thinking Zach planned for them to wrestle on the grass outside, but the older boy instead walked towards the imposing main house. A door stood open, with steps leading down, presumably into a basement, and as they descended they came into a white tiled room, with one mirrored wall, and a floor of matting like a workout room.