Milk Money (FMM/Mm)

[Pleasurechip95]

Milk Money

I tossed my backpack on the couch and kicked my shoes off as I plopped down onto the couch beside my backpack. Pulling out my cell, I instantly groaned. I missed Dad's text telling me to pick up milk. Crap. Hal also reminded me before I left for school. But, he's the adult. Shouldn't the adult be the one buying the still growing boy milk?

I huffed as I slid my feet back into my shoes and grabbed my wallet. I guess I can just walk over to that little convenience store beside that deli. A sandwich does sound kind of good. And I do need my afterschool snack. I am still a growing boy… Well, nearly eighteen is still a growing boy.

Grabbing my keys, I walked out the door and locked it behind me. I headed over towards the deli and the store. I was nearly halfway there before I paused and glanced over at some noise coming over from the alley. My eyes widened when I saw a man and a woman with ski masks over their faces rifling through what looked like a pillowcase full of money. I took a step backwards only to collide with what felt like a brick wall.

I really wish it was a brick wall because the next second a hand was over my mouth and a gun was jammed into my side. My eyes rolled up to see the body builder towering over me with his hand over my mouth. Cold and dark eyes met mine as he snarled, "Scream and you die."

I merely nodded against the hand over my mouth as his two partners came over to me. The three of them pulled off their masks as I closed my eyes. They can't kill you if you don't know what they look like. My eyes immediately flew open as hands started feeling my pockets. The woman pulled out my wallet and phone.

I took into account her heavyset features and tattoos. The two guys were twins. The three of them looked like they belonged to some biker gang. All stereotypes aside, they definitely looked like trouble.

"What do we do? Kid's a witness," the one holding me asked as the other two swapped glances.

“Ngghh! Plmph!” I tried to plead only for the hand to tighten.

My cries went ignored as the woman thumbed through my wallet. Pulling out my license, the woman stated, "Take him with us. Connor Drake only lives a couple of blocks away from here," smiling over at me. “You’re going to come quietly and not make any noise or else, understand?”

I could only nod in response. The hand slipped off my mouth and grasped my arm tightly. I kept my head down as I was marched in the direction of my own apartment. Not a single soul was around to help me out of my predicament.

Eventually, we made it to my apartment where I was shoved down onto the couch and ordered to keep my hands together. I just sat there as one of the men began winding his belt around my wrists. I tried not to make eye contact with anyone before glancing up to see the woman drop my phone and wallet onto the coffee table in front of me. The shorter of the two men buckled the belt allowing me to drop my hands into my lap. Testing the binds for a moment, I frowned as they had no give.

"Trish, you and Rex stay here for a little bit and keep an eye on the kid. I've got to make the arrangements," the other man stated.

The one apparently named Rex nodded before growling, "Fine. But, the cash stays with us, Roger."

The two of them began arguing with each other. I slowly inched towards my phone before the woman yelled, "Hey! You go for that phone and I'll break your damn hand!"

I quickly sat back and dropped my hands back into my lap as I noticed the two men glaring at me. I gave them a nervous laugh.

"Can't blame me for trying, right?"

They continued glaring as I dropped my sheepish smile and adverted my gaze to the carpet. A minute later Rex left leaving Roger in the room with me as Trish began searching the apartment.

Well, crap. I just gotta remain calm. Dad's going to know something's up and he'll come get me. Just gotta keep calm.

The man shuffling through the fridge of the kitchenette had tattoos covering both arms, no hair, several piercings, and cold eyes. He was built like a tank much like the other man that had left. The woman on the other hand looked like she could take him in a fight.

"Where are your parents?"

I glanced up at the woman apparently named Trish. She crossed her arms and hovered over me as I replied, "My mom lives in Colorado. My dad's at work. He won't get off until later tonight… They’re divorced."

She nodded before asking, "Got any weapons in the house?"

I shook my head as she suddenly pulled a gun from behind her back. "Oh really? What do you call this?"

Dad owns a gun?

"I… I didn't know. I swear."

I nearly fell off the couch as one of the man appeared out of nowhere and roughly backhanded me. Okay. That hurt. That's going to leave a bruise. I gasped as he dragged me up by my hair into a sitting position.

"Listen closely, you little shit. I'd suggest you tell us exactly what we want to hear and I just might not kill you," he threatened before shoving me back down.

I laid there quietly for a minute before my phone started ringing. Trish glanced over at the caller id before looking at me.

"Listen, I have to answer that. It's my dad. If I don't answer it, he's going to come looking for me. Besides, my car's in its spot and-"

The woman exclaimed, "Alright! Fine! But, you'd better be real careful with what you say."

The two of them sat on either side of me. Roger draped his arm over my shoulder. I suppressed a shudder as she accepted the call and put the speaker on.

"Dad?" I asked before his hand moved to cover my mouth.

He remained completely oblivious to my perilous situation and continued with, "Connor, listen, I got off work early so I'll be home in like an hour or so. You want me to grab Chinese while I'm out?"

The two swapped glances at each other and nodded before the hand slipped off. I hesitantly replied, "Erm... Yeah."

"You want your usual?"

"Yeah… And double the order. Please," I replied after being instructed to do so. "And add some wontons."

"You hate wontons."

Naturally, I came up with the dumbest excuse ever. "Yeah… but… I think my pubescent hormones suddenly want them."

Dad sighed and complained about the cost of teenagers wanting to eat everything before agreeing. He then asked if I got milk.

"Erm… Well… You see what had happened was-"

"Dammit, kid. I asked you to do this one thing and you didn't do it. I'll just go ahead and add that to my list of shit that needs to be done because you couldn't do the one little thing I asked. I'll be there soon."

Not wanting him to be hurt and more importantly me to be rescued, I shouted, "Dad! Wait! Mmphh!" I shouted before Roger's hand clamped itself over my mouth.

The woman glared at me as she stared at the phone. Trish hissed, "You should be so thankful that he already hung up," before turning to her partner,

"Keep the brat quiet. He's lost his talking privileges."

I barely dared to squirm as I was practically pulled into the man’s lap with his hand tightly plastered over my mouth. My bound hands could only grip his arm loosely as the woman disappeared back into my dad’s room.

“You be a good boy and keep calm and no one has to get hurt,” Roger instructed.

I could only nod as the woman emerged carrying a navy tie and a bunched-up pair of navy socks. I whimpered beneath the hand as I could smell the pungent odor from across the room. It was completely disgusting.

His hand slid from my mouth to grip my jaw tightly. The woman took her sweet time forcing both socks past my teeth. My tongue was pinned and my cheeks bulged from the packing. That didn’t stop her from tying a knot in the center of the tie. I could only whimper as the fat knot slid between my lips forcing the packing in deeper. Bound with a belt and silenced with a couple of socks.

The humiliation turned my cheeks red as I stared at my captors. The only thing I could do was sit quietly as I waited for my rescue.

[Fidelis11]

I hope this just part one.

[KidnappedCowboy]

Great first chapter. I like Connor's humor and cheeky attitude. Can't wait for the robbers to get the drop on his Dad!

[Smythdean]

Loving this story.

[Fidelis11]

I agree with KidnappedCowboy regarding Dad. Hopefully Dad will be wearing a suit and tie.

[Pleasurechip95]

I hope this just part one.

I do plan on having another chapter or two

[Pleasurechip95]

Great first chapter. I like Connor's humor and cheeky attitude. Can't wait for the robbers to get the drop on his Dad!

Thank you! Poor Connor. He's such a snarky dork lol. Don’t worry. He'll be arriving soon

[Pleasurechip95]

Loving this story.

Thank you so much

[Pleasurechip95]

I agree with KidnappedCowboy regarding Dad. Hopefully Dad will be wearing a suit and tie.

Lol I think that can be arranged