**Chapter 3: The Ultimatum**

Lamont's mind was racing as he tried to process what Nathan was saying. He couldn't believe that his friend had stooped so low as to blackmail him. He felt a wave of nausea wash over him as he thought about the pictures Nathan had taken. "What do you want me to do?" Lamont asked again, trying to stall for time. Nathan leaned back in his chair, a thoughtful look on his face. "I've been thinking about this for a while now," he said, his voice dripping with malice. "And I've come to the conclusion that I want you to have sex with me." Lamont felt like he'd been punched in the gut. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You can't be serious," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. Nathan shrugged. "I'm completely serious," he said. "You see, Lamont, I've always had a bit of a thing for you. And I think this is the perfect opportunity for us to...explore that." Lamont felt a wave of disgust wash over him. He couldn't believe that Nathan would even suggest such a thing. "No," he said, trying to stand up. But Nathan just laughed. "Oh, no, Lamont," he said, his eyes glinting with excitement. "You're not going anywhere. You're going to do exactly what I say, or those pictures are going to end up all over social media." Lamont felt trapped. He didn't know what to do, or where to turn. He looked around the room, but there was no one there to help him. He was completely at Nathan's mercy. As he looked into Nathan's eyes, he saw a glint of excitement there. He realized that Nathan was enjoying this, that he was getting off on Lamont's discomfort. "Please, Nathan," Lamont said, trying to appeal to whatever humanity was left in his friend. "Don't make me do this. I'll do anything else, just please don't make me have sex with you." But Nathan just shook his head. "I'm afraid it's too late for that," he said. "I've made up my mind, and I'm not going to change it. You're going to have sex with me, Lamont. It's as simple as that." Lamont felt a wave of despair wash over him. He knew that he was trapped, that he had no choice but to do what Nathan was saying. He slowly sat back down, feeling defeated. As he looked into Nathan's eyes, he saw a glint of triumph there. He realized that Nathan had been planning this all along, that he had been manipulating him from the very beginning. Lamont felt a wave of anger wash over him, mixed with a deep sense of sadness. He couldn't believe that his friend had stooped so low. He didn't know what the future held, but he knew that he had to find a way out of this situation, no matter what it took.