They pulled up in front of Lukas’ building, a clear indication that his other roommates had yet to arrive. Allen opened the door for him and then grabbed a box from the trunk which he handed to Lukas before getting back in the car and pulling away.
Lukas headed up to their apartment and entered a world he hadn’t missed. While it was quiet and he liked the quiet when he was with his master he did not enjoy this silence as much. After putting his backpack and the box in his room, he realized he was hungry. Knowing there was no food, he headed out to grab some lunch and get groceries for the apartment. He checked his account on his way out. Just as Steven had said, his bank account was not what it used to be. More than enough to purchase lunch, food, books and school supplies but probably not much more than that. He held no ill feelings about the situation. He knew his master owned him and would take care of things, knew he would be fine.
Errands completed and groceries put away, Lukas sighed wondering what he was going to do. He knew he probably had a few days until his roommates returned so he would have to entertain himself. He looked at the TV, the object seemed so foreign to him. He had never seen a TV at his master’s place. He didn’t know if there were no TVs or if they were just well hidden. The idea of just sitting and watching tv seemed so wrong to Lukas in that moment, another sigh left him. What would he do at his master’s place, he wondered. He knew what he would be doing. Locking the apartment and throwing the chain in place just in case, he stripped his clothes off. It felt good, felt right to be naked and set about cleaning the apartment, cleaning it to Steven’s exacting standards, it took him most of the day.
Satisfied with the new cleanliness of the apartment he headed to his room. He unpacked his backpack, not that it held much, his old and new laptop, some odd pieces of clothing and some notebooks. He organized everything on his desk, ready to start the semester. He turned to the box, what had Steven left him with? No time like the present to find out. He opened it, laying on top was a note, clearly written by his master in his ever precise script, he pulled it out and read the simple message. “Lukas, stay focused, follow your commands, stay strong. I have put a few items in to help you get started. Your training continues even when I am not with you. Make me proud and keep growing.” Lukas put the note in one of his notebooks on the desk. He would treasure it and keep it with him at all times. Knew if he felt himself straying he could pull it out and be reminded of his owner.
Lukas looked back in the box, there were clothes in it. He started pulling them out. A few pair of jeans, nice jeans, jeans he would have purchased himself given the option. A few shirts, button downs and t-shirts as well. All in the style he would have chosen, he smiled as he pulled out the clothes, his master knew him so well, he felt pride and honor swell in himself knowing his master understood him better than he himself did. He looked back in the box and saw several pair of underwear a few briefs, his preferred option, but there were also some pleather thongs like he wore when with his master. He examined these and saw that they were the kind Steven chose for him when he was leaking, the kind that wouldn’t absorb his pre-cum but hold it for him to clean when he removed them. His dick gave a twitch as he knew what was expected of him and knew he’d be licking his own mess up soon enough as was his command.
The last item he pulled out was the lock box. Simple, small, clear plastic, cube. He examined it, and saw the lock was digital, with a digital display and a simple ‘+” sign on it. Printed along the bottom of the display he saw the words, month, weeks, days, hours. He pressed the plus symbol and the digital display lit up, he pressed again and a one appeared above the hours indicator. He pressed again and the number changed to two. He held the button down to see if this would be easier than pressing the button over and over to get more time on it. He was not let down as he watched it quickly advance forward. He stopped, when he suddenly realized he was setting the time and the box would lock for that amount of time. Luckily he had stopped at three days and eight hours. He knew he could control himself for that amount of time and stopped. Lifted the lid and closed it again, a small beep sounded. He tried the lid again and it didn’t open, so he understood how to operate the box now at least. He set the box on his nightstand, it was small enough that he could easily hide it in a drawer so his roommates wouldn’t see it. He set about washing, drying and putting the clothes away that Steven had gotten him. Prepared a simple dinner, cleaned up and showered. He still had no desire to watch tv, so he retired to his room and read a book until he was sleepy.
The next day Lukas’ fell into his routine as if he was still with his master. He awoke early, and went for a run. Missed seeing his master’s form in front of him during the entire run. He went to the gym right after and worked out. Strange having two other people in the gym at the same time, so used to working out alone, but not as strange as working out with clothes on. He returned, showered and cleaned the apartment again. Headed out around lunchtime to grab a bite to eat and then headed to the campus bookstore to purchase everything he would need for the next semester. He stopped at the grocery store on the way home to grab some more items for the apartment before he finally returned. He put everything away and he wondered listlessly around the apartment, naked of course trying to figure out what to do. Eventually he sat on the couch with a book and drifted off on a small nap.
He snapped out of his nap when he heard his phone notification for a text message. He ran to his room, hoping it was a message from his master. His heart dropped when he saw it was just Matt, one of his roommates texting in their group. “I’ll be at the apartment tomorrow afternoon. I’ll work on getting everything ready.” Trevor and Wes responded with a “Me too” as Lukas stood holding his phone filled with disappointment at both the fact that the message hadn’t been from his master, but also from the fact that he wouldn’t be alone any longer. He had to be stronger, snapped himself out of his self loathing and typed out his response. “No need to rush, I’m already back and have the apartment ready.” All three liked his message.
He made dinner, cleaned up and showered before going to his room to read again. He eventually drifted off to sleep as he was trying to prepare himself for his roommates return. He heard himself grunt as he was pulled from his sleep. Pain ripped through him, ass, pelvic and ab muscles contracted, it lasted several minutes before it finally subsided and Lukas exhaled in relief. His phone dinged and he reached for it. A message from Steven: “I am still with you.” Lukas heard the devil grin as he read those words, and despite the fact that he still felt the lingering pain he smiled. His master was still with him, still in control. He laid back down and drifted and just as he was about to fall back asleep he felt his ass and pelvic muscles twitch again as his toy sent small pulses out through him. It would pulse a few times and then stop for a few minutes before starting back up again. Lukas smiled, the electric pulse wasn’t nearly as strong as the first one, pleasurable but he wasn’t smiling from the pleasure, he was smiling knowing that this came from Steven. The toy continued in a rhythm and Lukas knew from experience that it wouldn’t stop, so he sank into the rhythm and eventually drifted off to sleep again.
Lukas woke to his alarm, the toy still pulsing in his ass. He pulled the covers back and before he moved he realized two things, his dick was hard and it was leaking, another smile. He reached down and scooped up his leakage and happily cleaned it up. The toy stopped pulsing finally as he was dressing. He had decided to wear one of the thongs Steven had left him, knowing that if he was leaking he could clean it up after the run. Disappointed that it stopped he dressed none the less including the underwear he had decided to wear. Shortly into his run, he felt his prostate respond as the toy came on with an intense vibration, his dick twitched at the sensation. The entire run it was on, stimulating him, pleasure coursed through him as he opened the door and the toy stopped. He went to his room to strip and shower. Pulling the underwear off he saw his mess held within. Pleasure coursed through him at the site and the taste combined with the smell of his own musk sent excitement through him.
He had decided that since classes were starting soon he wouldn’t be able to work out after his run like normal once they did, so he would move the workout to the afternoon and evenings. He ate and cleaned the apartment, naked, he wouldn’t wear clothes until he absolutely had to. As he was finishing lunch he got a message from Steven: “Your toy needs to be charged.” Lukas responded: “Yes master.” He cleaned up lunch and headed to his room, removed his toy and was setting to plug it in to charge. He realized he would have to do this every so often and while his roommates didn’t come into his room when he wasn’t there, and they didn’t just walk in even when he was, he knew he would feel more comfortable if he found a place where it could charge and wasn’t visible. He tried a few different places before finally settling on plugging it in and keeping it behind his desk. He had of course cleaned and dried it before doing this. He knew his roommates would be arriving soon so he got dressed as well. An outfit from the box from Steven, thong and all. Once dressed, his body felt alien, the clothes felt constricting and his ass felt empty. He knew he would have to get used to feeling this way again, but after so long it was still strange. He knew his emptiness would be filled again once his toy was charged, and he hoped the clothing wouldn’t take too long to adjust to.
Matt was the first to arrive in the early afternoon. They exchanged pleasantries and Lukas helped Matt unload his car, after all he was expected to help his roommates as Steven commanded. Wes was next and Lukas repeated the process. Finally Trevor arrived and Lukas hugged him when he arrived. He had always been the closest to Trevor since he had moved in and appreciated the comfort he felt with him present. The hug made Lukas aware of first how tall Trevor was and two how attractive he had always found him. He knew nothing would ever come of those feelings. Despite the fact that Trevor had tried to kiss him before and had come out, he knew he belonged with and to Steven only. He also knew neither of them would ever act on those feelings, despite the incident over Thanksgiving which had been alcohol induced, they were too much like brothers. Lukas pulled from the hug.
“Did you get bigger during the break?” Lukas asked with a smile.
“I worked out yes. I find my new clients like a bulkier me so I’ve been trying. You don’t feel as small either.”
“I’ve been working out as well. Can I help unload the car?”
“That would be much appreciated, thank you.”
So they unloaded the car and each roommate but Lukas was in their room unpacking. It wasn’t long before they had all finished and were in the living room catching up. Lukas listened and appreciated all the stories they shared.
Lukas went to the gym before dinner to get his workout in. He returned and they made dinner together, all the roommates sharing their thanks with Lukas for him stocking the apartment with food and saying they would give him some money for it. As they ate and cleaned up they continued catching up. He shared little and the little he did he kept as vague as possible. Multiple clients, good money, good food was about the extent of it. Matt and Wes were ready to play games and Lukas felt the warmth of the ritual but was feeling taxed. He had spent so long with only Steven and so long in quiet that having this many people all making noise was getting to him. He left and went to his room.
He checked his toy and saw the solid green light so he placed it back in its home. He was laying on his bed reading when there was a knock on his door and Trevor opened it.
“You ok?”
“Yeah, why?”
“Well, you ran to your room pretty quick when the gaming started. Usually you like to sit and watch and join in the banter for awhile before you do that.”
“Oh, well, I was just feeling a little spent from the day, cleaning and working out and all.”
“Ok, well if there’s something wrong you know you can talk to me.” Lukas smiled.
“Of course.”
“Hey, I really came to thank you again. This job you helped me get has been a godsend for money, it’s helped me and my family greatly.”
“I’m glad it’s working out, but where do you tell your family the money’s from.”
“I just made up some vague story about doing some side work in programming to make money.”
“You know you could probably just actually do that for money. I’m sure it would be better than escorting.”
“I could, and I have, but the money from the side jobs doesn’t come close to what I’m making now.”
“Makes sense. I always like the money I make as well.” Lukas said with a smile.
“I wanted to ask you something. I haven’t had to have sex yet with any of my clients, but I can tell a few of them want me to do it with them. I’m afraid that if I don’t put out I’ll start losing clients and I really need to keep the cash flow.”
“Ok, but remember you set the terms of your service. If you don’t want to have sex you don’t have to. You can get other clients I’m sure.”
“Probably, but you know this world can be small and word spreads. I want to satisfy people and I think I’ve done well so far. It’s not that I don’t want to have sex, well at least with some of them. But some of them…..well some of them aren’t attractive at all. They’re old, or fat or just not attractive. I mean I could try but I’m afraid I won’t be able to preform when the time comes just because of my lack of interest. How did you do it with anyone that asked?”
Lukas smiled again, “Oh, I didn’t do it with everyone. But, what works for me, is I look at it as part of my job. I don’t get pleasure from it, it’s a job. I go into it with an open mind and know that to get the money that’s waiting on the other side I have to do this part of the job. And, I found that not masturbating helps. If you don’t masturbate for a week or more, you’ll be horny enough to fuck just about anything.”
Trevor chuckled, “I guess I could try that, I have a client next weekend so I’ll just not do the deed until then and see how I feel.”
“It’s worth a shot. I mean the money from sex is always better than just a ‘date.’”
“This I know. And while the money has been helping, it’s still very tight. The extra money would help out even more!”
“Well I’ll wish you luck and if you need anymore help or want to talk about anything you know I’m always here.”
“Thank you Lukas, you’re really a great friend. I’ll leave you to your own devices now, good night.”
“Thanks Trevor, good night.” Trevor smiled and closed Lukas’ door. He laid back, remembering his time as an escort. It hadn’t been easy but it had provided him the money he needed. He hoped it would go well for Trevor, he deserved to be happy. Lukas’ mind wondered over memories for a bit before it came to his first meeting with Steven. That night had seemed like any other night with a client at the beginning. He hadn’t known then what he had actually walked into, but he was so thankful he had taken the appointment with Steven. His world had been opened to himself in ways he had never expected. He thought he had known who he was and what he wanted. Steven had crushed all of that and shown him who he truly was and were he belonged. He couldn’t wait for his return to his master, serving and obeying his every command, spoken and unspoken. Taking all the pain his master gave him so he could bring pleasure and satisfaction to him. His dick gave a twitch at the mere thought of his return. He pushed it all down and far back in his mind, he knew it would be awhile before he was there again. He crawled under the blankets, drifted off to sleep with a smile, knowing he had found the man he had been destined to serve, happy to be a slave to his Mexican god.
The next few days went by in a blur. Running, working out, preparing for classes, time with his roommates. He cooked some amazing meals for them all, his roommates impressed by his much improved cooking skills. It wasn’t until the day before classes were to start that something happened. Lukas was coming out of the shower after his early run, towel wrapped around his body.
“Damn man! When did you get so fit? Oh and that necklace is new what’s that all about.” Wes had just opened his door headed to the bathroom.
“Oh, um, yeah, it’s, well….”Lukas was racking his brain he didn’t think he would have run into any of his roommates this early. He couldn’t flat out tell Wes why he was so fit or why he was wearing the necklace or where it truly came from. Well, as close to the truth as Lukas could be, would probably be best. “I’ve just really been working out lately. I’ve enjoyed seeing my progress and just keep pushing to get better. As for the necklace, well a client gave it to me as a gift. I thought it was cool so I’ve decided to start wearing it.” Lukas knew he would never remove the necklace, it was a powerful link to his master, his world, a reminder of his place below him, a reminder of all he had accomplished so far for him.
“Cool dude, looks good on you. And keep up the good workout routine. Let me know if you want any pointers.”
“Thanks, will do.” Lukas almost ran to his room closing the door quickly behind himself.
Classes started the next day and Lukas started to fall into a routine. Run in the morning, classes and then he would either hit the gym and then study or study and then hit the gym. He pushed himself hard in both studying and hitting the gym. He wouldn’t let Steven down and would be even better when he returned. As predicted he hated himself for saving all the classes he had for this final semester, there was a lot of intense classes. Still he pushed hard and worked to get as far ahead as possible.
He saw his roommates little as they all were in their last semester and all had their own lives to live. Trevor gone most weekends working with clients and usually Matt or Wes sometimes both, would be gone home for a weekend since their families lived closer.
The only change he had over those first few weeks was the toy coming on randomly. Mostly during the night, he’d wake to pain or pleasure sometimes both, sink into the feeling before drifting off to sleep again. A mess usually awaited him in the morning which he happily cleaned. Sometimes the toy would come on during class or in the evening and he’d feel his dick twitch. It was never intense during the daylight hours when it came on, but always pleasurable. The first time in happened in class he had exhaled loudly and a few people around him had looked at him strangely. Since that incident he had tried to always be prepared and was better at controlling himself when it did come on. Lukas felt his horniness growing and growing over the weeks and as the toy came on each time he’d feel it kick up a notch. He had started wearing the special underwear Steven gotten him so he could capture all the leaking, being sure not to waste a drop. He almost relished returning home after class on days the toy had been turned on so he could clean his mess. He watched his toy, and learned there was a small button he could press to check its charge and always made sure it was charged if the light turned to orange or red.
A few weeks into school he returned to his room one day. Sitting on the bed was a box. That was strange, he hadn’t ordered anything. He closed his door and opened the box. A note sat on top, Steven’s perfect script: “Lukas, read this please and let me know when you have finished.” Lukas looked at the book in the box “Divine Comedy” by Dante, he was well aware of the book, had actually read part of it once for one of his classes, had enjoyed it. But why did Steven want him to read it? And with all the other reading and class work he had to do this would add even more work on top of it all. Still he didn’t question, didn’t wonder, simply sat down and started reading. It took him almost a week to finish it, between his normal schedule and school work he fit in reading when he could.
Seeing the note and book from Steven had made Lukas realize he had become a bit lax in his training. Yes he followed his commands, but he hadn’t worked on anything else, so from the day the box arrived and moving forward, Lukas each evening would go to his room, lock his door, strip and work on his positions. Two was always the hardest, but his muscle memory kicked in and he held it for longer and longer each time.
Once finished he texted Steven to let him know he had finished. Steven never responded so Lukas moved on from the task, back into full swing of school work. A few days after he had texted Steven, he came home to another box on his bed. He opened it, no note this time, Steven only had to tell Lukas things once. He pulled the books out, they were all space and science related. The only one he sort of recognized was “A Brief History of Time” and the only reason he sort of recognized it was because Stephen Hawking was the author. Lukas was so confused. This was in no way related to what he studied at school, why would Steven want him to read this stuff. He knew his place and didn’t question, just read. They weren’t long books, but they were dense to him, still he enjoyed learning the things that were in the books.
The third box that arrived came with a note and some extra stuff in it. He read the note: Position two, arms extended, heavier and longer every time.” He looked in the box confused by the note. He saw weights laying in the box, he pulled them out. One, three, seven and ten pounds, two of each. The note made more sense now, and Lukas knew what he was suppose to do. He added it to his nightly routine thinking it would be easy. He quickly learned he was mistaken, yes the one pound weight held out was relatively easy, but he couldn’t go forever. He tried the different weights, at seven pounds he only held it for a few minutes. He knew he would have to do better so each night he would do a rotation through the weights and timed himself on each one. Steven hadn’t given him a specific goal to achieve but he set one for himself of being able to hold each weight out for a minimum of twenty minutes.
So it went. Lukas would read the book or books that were sent and message Steven. There was never a response just another box arriving a few days after he sent the message. The books had no connection to each other. Lukas read about space, time, history, biology, philosophy, fiction, nonfiction, essays, poems. He just added it into the mix of his routine and adjusted. He would practice daily with his weights, their reminder as he strained to hold them up of his duty to his master. Slowly, his routine returned with all the new and added tasks worked in.
As the end of January approached Lukas noticed his dick getting hard more often throughout the days. His thoughts would wonder to sexual fantasies of his master using him during his studying. At night he would have sexual dreams, waking often to a leaky dick, cleaning it up as always. His dick would be hard during his position training at night, while he was naked. He caught himself several times in the shower spending extra time cleaning his groin, his dick growing hard, begging for him to touch it and provide some form of release. He denied it all, but thought it would only get harder to deny the urges that kept coming up. He went to his room after his evening shower and got his cage and the lock box out. He sat on his bed, lock and key removed from his necklace, cage in his hand, staring at the lock box. It would be so simple to just put the cage on, lock it and put the key in the box. Still he stared at the box, words from his master running through his head. He had to learn to control his urges, he knew his master expected him to grow, knew that his master expected him to master and control those urges. Still he stared at the three items, a simple answer to a growing problem stood before him. Without thinking he put the cage, lock and key in the box and increased the time to the maximum and closed the lid. He would prove his worth to his master, he would conquer himself and now that he had locked away the items he had no choice but to conquer.
He awoke the next morning and new he would have to change part of his routine. He, as was usual at this point, had been awoken by vibrations and sexual dreams. When he pulled the covers back he realized he had leaked onto his sheets. He felt shame bloom within him at his lack of foresight and the waste of his leakage. From then on he would wear the underwear provided to him so he wouldn’t waste what shouldn’t be wasted.
At the end of the week, Lukas removed the lock box wondering if he had made the right decision. The past week had been hard on him, he had walked from class to class with a raging hard on. Looked at all the guys and fantasied about what they could do to him or what he could do to them. The gym was no help, the smell, the sweaty men, the muscles all screamed at him to throw caution to the wind and release the pressure in his balls. He struggled each night, sexual thoughts and desires running through his head as he tried to fall asleep, dreams that ranged from sexually weird to out right sexual rage came nightly. He woke each morning, pulling back the sheets expecting to find a mess in his underwear, each morning he sighed in relief to find only the clear liquid of pre-cum in his underwear. Slowly as the days progressed he felt his confidence grow. He pushed any sexual thoughts that came to his mind away before they could completely form. He checked himself anytime he saw any guy that he thought was even remotely cute, forming a mantra “That is not my master,” in his head, repeating it all day long.
The next week, his dick was raging once again on Monday even with his feeling of more confidence he went through his day repeating his mantra, forcing himself to think of how proud he could make his master, how great his orgasm would be once his master gave it to him. He was growing more successful as the week went, ignoring urges and sights, dick mostly soft only getting slightly hard a few times. As he headed into the weekend he was feeling good about his ability to control himself. He sat alone Friday night, roommates all gone, Matt and Wes to their families, Trevor out working for the weekend. He had grown used to clothing again but still preferred being naked so he stripped. It wasn’t long before his dick took his nakedness as a sign that it would get attention. He busied himself with cleaning, school work and the latest set of books Steven had sent. He realized he was failing after reading the same paragraph a third time. Over a month had passed since his last release and his balls were aching.
He went to his room and grabbed his computer. He wouldn’t touch himself but maybe watching just a little porn would help assuage some of his urges. He laid back on his bed, dick twitching in anticipation, ready for what it would finally get. He sat his laptop on his thighs ready to open it and find a video, any video he didn’t care. His hand reached out and opened his laptop, the cursor blinked at him, he had closed it on a paper he had been writing. The cursor screamed at him “DON’T DO IT.” He watched it blink for several minutes, he knew he shouldn’t watch porn, knew that his master would more than likely know the instant he did, knew he would be punished, knew he would disappoint the one person he had promised himself he wouldn’t disappoint. He pushed himself up on the bed, put his hands on the keyboard and started typing. He would not let his promise go unbroken, he was better than his urges, he was a better person because of that promise, he would succeed. Paragraph after paragraph appeared on the screen as Lukas focused, lost himself in his assignment. He had just finished a sentence, and screamed. A current like no other ripped though him, pelvic, ass and abs all clenched as the electricity shot through him. He couldn’t breathe he was in so much pain from what was radiating out from his ass. Minutes passed before it finally stopped, Lukas panting in pain. His phone dinged, he reached a shaky hand out and looked at the message. “I am still with you.” That was it, he knew, he knew Steven was with him, he knew the promise would go unbroken, he knew he would grow over his urges and get control. He put his shaky hand on the mousepad and made sure his work was saved, closing the document.
He texted back, “Yes Master.”
A reply came a moment later. “Never forget that even when we are apart, I am still with you. Stay focused. Grow.” Lukas’ heart exploded. Steven was right, he was with his master even if they were apart. He was owned by him, trusted him, knew his master expected perfection, would need to be perfection for his return. He couldn’t lose his master, he had no idea what his life would be if he did. If he wasn’t perfection when he finally returned to kneel before his god he may end up losing him and he couldn’t allow that to happen. He responded: “Yes Master.” He closed the phone and computer, still shaking from the shock that had coursed through him. He mentally berated himself. He was better than this, had to get himself under control, had to grow into a better person for his master. He had no right to even think of his dick, his urges, his desires, his needs, his want of release at least until his master deemed it worthy of being released.
As he put the computer away Lukas realized he was crying. He had grown so much and now he was struggling with all the urges surging in him. It felt like it was a step backwards, he had disappointed the one man he had vowed to never disappoint again. He was a lowly slave thinking once again of his own desires rather than the desires of his master. He hated himself in that moment, his weakness, his straying thoughts, his inability to stay focused. He laid in bed and let the sadness take him, crying himself to sleep.
Lukas felt better, and more focused the next day. He pushed all thoughts away outside of his tasks. His world became his school work, his reading for his master, a clean apartment, happy roommates, his fit body and his training. The only wondering thoughts he allowed to come to his mind from time to time was when his master would return to collect him. The days started rolling by again. He spent as little time alone in the apartment as he could. He hung out with his roommates more and if they weren’t around he avoided his room, left the door unlocked and only worked on school or his master’s assigned reading. He had even started to help Matt and Trevor with some tutoring as they had some electives that they were struggling with that had been a breeze for Lukas.
The days got easier with Lukas’ new determination, despite the fact that his horniness lingered, repressed within himself, just waiting for him to slip so that it could dominate his mind once again. He was sitting in his room, door open so he wouldn’t slip up, working on one of his midterm papers when he heard a knock. He turned and saw Trevor in the doorway. A flash of a thought ran through his mind as he took in Trevor standing in the doorway, muscle tee on showing his well sculpted arms and shoulders, his strong face, warm lips. What if he just said “Fuck it all.” And went for Trevor right now. No, he knew deep down he would never be satisfied with Trevor and he would never forgive himself if he lost his master. Thoughts pushed aside and forgotten.
“Hey”
“Lukas I was wondering if you wouldn't mind helping me this weekend?” Lukas’ nerves sparked up at the words. He couldn’t go on an escorting job with Trevor. Even if he wasn’t bound beneath his master, he wouldn’t want to mix up the friendship he had with him.
“Possibly, what’s up?”
“Well, first I greatly appreciate all the help you’ve given me with my classes. I’m at least passing because of your help. I was just wondering if this weekend you could help me some more. I have the midterm coming up and if I don’t get at least a C I’m probably not going to make it.” Lukas felt his nerves calm at the request.
“Your welcome, glad I can help you. I’ll be available all weekend if you want to study.”
“Great, lets plan for Saturday night. We could study over dinner.” Lukas was taken aback. Trevor was never around on weekends so he didn’t understand why all of a sudden he was going to be here.
“Sure, but don’t you have clients to be with Saturday night? Wouldn’t during the day work better?”
A nervous laugh from Trevor, “Ah yeah, well I……I need a little break. It’s been nonstop for so long that I just wanted some time for myself. I want to do somethings for me during the day and figured that Saturday night would work better if that’s all right with you.”
“Sure, I’ll be here. Leave your stuff on the table Friday night and I’ll look it over so I know what we need to focus on.”
“Thanks Lukas, you’re the best.” Trevor turned and left. Lukas understood Trevor’s desire for some time to himself. Lukas had been there several times himself. A client or two during the week and then always a client on a weekend left little time for anything else outside of school. He turned around and worked on his paper more.
Saturday found Lukas sitting at the table looking over Trevor’s notes and syllabus. He knew this course well, so it wouldn’t be a problem helping Trevor. He cleaned and worked out and did some of his own school work as well as his master’s reading.
Matt was helping Lukas prepare dinner when Trevor came back.
“I’m going to change and I’ll help with dinner.”
“No need we did all the work.” Matt responded with much sarcasm.
Matt took his meal into the living room to watch ESPN again. Lukas had no idea how straight men could watch that channel non-stop all the time. Lukas and Trevor went to the table and Lukas started by asking Trevor where he was struggling. He got an understanding of the gaps in Trevor’s knowledge in the course, so he knew where to focus their time.
The time went by in a blur. Lukas helped Trevor make the connection between concepts and helped fill in the gaps that he had. By the end of the night, Trevor was expressing much more confidence in his ability to pass the midterm. They were both tired and Lukas was ready for bed.
“I guess I’ll take the trash out and then head to bed.” He said as Trevor gathered up his notes.
“No, I will. You cooked dinner it’s the least I can do.” Lukas nodded in agreement as Trevor headed to the trash can and stood to head to his room. He caught site of Trevor leaning down to pull the bag out of the can. His shirt was riding high and as he bent Lukas saw a little skin showing. He also saw the line of Trevor’s underwear sticking up slightly above his shorts. He found that odd. Most of the time when they were at home none of the guys wore underwear, preferred the freedom. Lukas himself had usually not worn underwear when at home, that was until he had been locked in a cage and didn’t want the outline to show through the shorts. No worries, Trevor had been rushed when he got home and probably just threw clothes on so he could get to dinner.
Lukas crawled into bed feeling good about himself. He was doing well these past few weeks. He stayed focus, kept his wondering mind in check, was helping his roommates as needed, almost all seemed right in his world. The only missing piece was his master. He had not heard from him since he had shocked Lukas as a reminder of who was in control. The books still came, but no more notes or text messages. The toy still came alive at random times driving his body wild, but no other violent shocks had come. He longed for his master to return so he could be punished. Lukas had learned from his time with Steven that he liked pain and he missed that as well. He had tried spanking himself a few times. But it wasn’t the same, he would stop well in advance of too much pain and knowing he was doing it to himself brought little joy so he hadn’t tried anymore. Every time his phone dinged or vibrated Lukas would look, hoping it was his master requesting his presence and every time he was let down when it wasn’t that message. He knew not to question, knew he should not worry, Steven would return when he could. His toy coming alive in his ass was a nice reminder of his connection to his master, but it wasn’t the same as having his presence standing above him. Still he longed for the day to arrive when he would.
The next week went by with nothing major happening just his standard routine. This coming weekend all his roommates would be staying. They were all behind in their classes and needed to make up the work. Lukas smiled at his discipline, he was well ahead of his own school work, his master’s command followed. Saturday they all ate dinner together. It was good hanging out with them, shooting the shit, laughing at stupid stories and stupid jokes. The conversation turned to spring break that was rapidly approaching.
“I was thinking we all head down to Puerto Rico. Catch some beach time maybe some babes………..Or dudes for you two.” Wes chimed in with his idea.
“Puerto Rico, I’ve never been, I think that sounds like an awesome idea. Guys?” Matt threw his weight behind the plan. Lukas’ heart beat faster in his chest. He hadn’t heard from Steven, didn’t know when he’d be back, what if he said yes and then missed time with his master? Could he even afford this trip? His allowance had been exactly as Steven had said it would be, enough but not much more. Lukas had not spent more than he needed and had some extra in his account but would it be enough? He thought of his balance, he could probably swing it if he did it cheaply. A trip sounded nice. He had never been on a plane anywhere and he had the ability if he managed it so why not?
“I’m down for it.” Trevor chimed in as Lukas was running it through his mind.
“I’m in.” He responded with a smile.
“Great, I’ll look up the prices, find the best deals and send everything over. We can all buy our own way and party like we need too!!” Wes, always the planner.
“Great.” The other three said almost in unison. They all adjourned to the living room, the three boys playing a game while Lukas watched. He headed to bed awhile after, feeling happy and lighter with something to look forward to. It wasn’t his master but it was at least something.
The next few days went by without much. Classes flew by, workouts were completed, the training continued, Lukas had achieved his goal of twenty minutes with each weight but still he pushed for more. Thursday Lukas’ phone dinged. He looked at the message notification, his heart thundered in his chest, it was from Steven. He quickly opened it: “I request your presence this weekend.” “Yes master.” Was his only response. His dick twitched with anticipation already.
Friday dragged by, seconds ticked by as if they were minutes, minutes as if they were hours. Lukas just wanted the day to end so he could finally return to his master. His dick had been pressing into his underwear since he had seen the message yesterday, his balls screamed for him to release the pressure.
Lukas figured he would get a text from Steven at some point Friday with information on where he was to meet Allen. So it was a surprise when he was walking back from class and heard his name being called. He looked around and saw Allen standing next to the car. Lukas kept himself from running to the car, he climbed in and felt anticipation, excitement and contentment as the car pulled away, taking him back to his master.
