I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know

I Sold Myself to the Devil for Vinyls... Pitiful I Know (77)

"Oh so you WANT to look at me half naked"

God dammit!

"I didn't say... I mean you can... Not that..." I started to ramble, his expression turning more and more amuse, "You know what? Shut up!" I finally glared and shot freezing water straight in his face this time.

Don't stare at his chest, don't stare at his chest.

Blake wiped the water on his face with his forearm, muscle flexing a little... miam miam... "Is it so hard to admit you want to stare at my naked chest?"

Okay maybe I shouldn't completely rule out the reading mind thing...

I rolled my eyes though, "Stop turning the conversation around your lack of clothes Blake and just show me where Cameron is"

Blake made an offended face "Oh so you're just here for Cameron?"

"Oh my god Blake! Yes you have a nice chest. There. Happy?"

And of course he smirked, "Very"

Blake turned around and then opened the door he had seemingly stopped in front.

The room we walked in had six bed bunks in it, all with a sleeping boy in them. Two of them were softly snoring.

We tiptoed to the bunks in the left corner of the room, where Cameron was sleeping, on the lower one, head resting on pillow, one leg dangling on the side.

Blake let go of my hand he had been holding mine with that didn't have the water gun, smirked a little at me and then turned to face Cameron, grabbed the sleeping bag resting on him and took it off of him in one quick pull.

Every fear I had of uncovering a naked Cameron disappeared instantly, he was not, luckily, and while the evil twin slowly opened his eyes, completely confused as to what was happening, Blake and I shot the freezing water and for him I did aim the boxer area.

To no ones' surprise Cameron started to shriek and crash, that sure got everyone up, and Blake and I sprinted out of the room. Blake headed straight for a door, so I followed him, the room ending up to be the bathroom though, and then he closed the door, leaning his back against it to hold it close, waiting for the furious twin who was screaming in the other room, "Did you guys NEED to make my balls shrink back in?"

Blake and I we were too busy laughing to say anything though. I was leaning, hands on knees, shoulder shaking and Blake had straight slipped on the floor, back against door, head thrown back roaring with laughter.

And then the doorknob started to turn and Blake started to push against the door and I went to help him, both still laughing.

There was a loud bang on the door "Hand her to me Blake and I'll let this one pass. You can go out a free man if you hand her to me."

Oh I didn't like the sound of this...

Blake obviously saw worry slowly forming on my face, because he rolled his eyes at me, and then screamed for Cameron's sake "Sorry. Not happening."

Cameron started pounding on the door again "Bro code man!"

"Yes but this time I won't have the satisfaction of getting her completely wet so there's really no point." Blake screamed back and I punched him on the shoulder.

Really? Wow.

Ugh!

Stupid Blake!

Though, right after punching him that's when I realized I was locked in a bathroom, alone with shirtless-Blake.