David was drifting through another day in Steven's apartment. At first he had just planned to stay a night, but the following day Steven had already left for work, and he felt so ... light and cosy. He just did not really want to leave. Steve had left the speakers on, with gentle music and that voice, that made him so ... relaxed and aroused at the same time.
David could not really explain it, he could not really think properly. He just ... like glided through the day like on clouds.
When Steven came home from work, David was sure to help him out of his suit and shoes. While Steven relaxed on the couch, he massaged his feet, just out of gratitude for ... something. Whatever, just because it was the right thing to do. That night he felt things he had never felt before. What started out as a simple hook up developed into something more, into everything.
How long had he been here? A day? A week? Did it matter?
All that mattered was his voice. His control.
David was drifting throught another day in Steven's apartment.
He had been working out this morning, like every morning, to be the best boyfriend for his Steven. Steven liked his muscles, and David loved to show them off for him.
Now he just lay there, relaxing, being immersed in his voice. The constant relaxation and arousal, this stange mixture of lust and lull that made him so compliant and excited at the same time.
He realized that he was leaking again. But he knew that Steven liked that. He just wanted to be the best boy for him.
The Boy was drifting through another day in Master's apartment.
He had no memory of anything else anymore. It was all dissolved in this waking dream he was living. Training for his Master. Making sure he had every pleasure he wanted.
The Boy was content and happy.
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