Flightless Phoenix

I'm Samuel Evans, 21. Depending on who you are, you can either call me Sam or Master. I can be your best friend or your worst nightmare. Also, I like comic books.

[stevieslaveevans]

Private @Sammy

[stevieslaveevans]

I love you, Sam, and no one gets to be mean to you without my saying so and I’d never say so… Unless you were being an ass to me, but that’s a rare thing.

Cuddling is an effective… I don’t know if treatment is the right word. It helps, at least. It definitely helps… So I’ll let you know. Okay, maybe a little more than kinda sing, but still not as good as you!

Yeah, of course. I’m trying to read a novel at the moment, actually… Two weeks and I’m only just halfway through, but I’m getting there!

Hey, body worship is my speciality! Especially with your mouthwatering body.

[sammy-the-master]

Please, most of the time these days “being an ass to you” means letting you rim me.

I still like to hear you do it though. Just like I like cuddling with you.

Hey, slow and steady wins the race. And you’re not even getting tested on it for school so relax and take your time.

That is a nice skill you picked up on Steven, that’s for sure.

[sammy-the-master]

[PM] Sammy, is it okay if I stay in Jeff's room with him tonight? ~Stevie

[PM] Yeah. Although… he could come to us too. Ask him what he’d prefer… he might like getting to sleep in a comfortable bed.

[stevieslaveevans]

Yeah… i miss mom and dad…

It’s… If they touch someone they’re not supposed to they might get in trouble and they might stop for that reason… I can take more than Jeff can. Or.. okay, maybe I can’t mentally, but I’d prefer to see Jeff smile and walk around with a limp for a while than stay safe and warm and protected with you and watch him get destroyed bit by bit.

[sammy-the-master]

I’m sure they miss us too.

I can’t exactly stop you. I’m not  big fan of the idea… ideally I’d want you both safe and protected, which is what having extended sleepovers with Jeff was about but… just don’t get yourself hurt seriously. I’ll nurse you back to health but I’ll do so throwing you judgmental looks.

[stevieslaveevans]

It’s amazing what can be satisfactory when you can’t get what you’d prefer.

… Did you seriously just make that joke?

[sammy-the-master]

I did make that joke and I’m pretty sure you laughed at it, little bro.

[stevieslaveevans]

Against the wall || Evancest

[stevieslaveevans]

Stevie grinned cheekily, returning the kiss as he trailed his hands up Sam’s chest and around his neck. “You’re the one doing most of the work here.” he purred, pressing little kisses along Sam’s jaw towards his neck, where he bit down, not bothering with being gentle about it.

[sammy-the-master]

“I can do a little heavy lifting.” He stated, with confidence as he pushed his brother’s weight towards the wall as if to illustrate his point perfectly. “Someone’s kinky today.” He remarked as his flesh was bitten down into, but he didn’t flinch. “I’ll have to fuck you extra deep.” He teased.

[stevieslaveevans]

Is this a kink we need to discuss, sammy?

[sammy-the-master]

What kink would that be? Milkshakes or togas?

Either way... I don’t think it qualifies.

[stevieslaveevans]

[PM] So... there's a new slave and I told him I'd... have some fun with him before he got claimed. You know, just to welcome him to the island properly. If you'd like to join in... I'm sure we could make that happen.

[PM] Oh right. I mean, he’s not gonna get claimed overnight, Sammy, but you do you. Really? I mean, I don’t want to like, intrude or anything. Chances are he probably wont want me there, you know. Getting his time with the greek-god of the island and his scrawny brother ruining it.

[stevieslaveevans]

I know… I’m working on it. I’ve been thinking about going to the island doctor - I’d have to get your permission first - and checking with him to see if maybe I could get my medication back…

[sammy-the-master]

Are you kidding? Of course you have my permission baby.

[stevieslaveevans]

A sizable lesson || Evanscest

[stevieslaveevans]

Stevie took a deep breath and nodded, trying not to show the fact that it still hurt a little. It was twisting and merging in with the pleasure, but he couldn’t quite get the angle right for his prostate. He’d never been able to… Only Sam had ever shown any ease in finding it. He squeezed his eyes shut at one particularly awkward movement, having to stop moving completely, hands on the floor in front of him, body slightly bent. How many more did he have to go? He wasn’t sure he wanted to know.

[sammy-the-master]

Sam watched as his brother stopped moving, hesitating as he reached for the stick, slowly but surely. “Keep moving Stevie.” He said. “Otherwise... you know what I’ll have to do.” He said, as calmly as possible. Truth be told, he wasn’t sure he wanted to use that level of force on the other boy, but he would if he had to.

[stevieslaveevans]

Duh. It’s been like… 12 whole hours. I’m drying up, Sammy!

I know you do. I’m sure they have like… special pet couriers.

[sammy-the-master]

I’ll need to come by and give you some attention then. Can’t be neglecting you.

I’ll have to look into it but... smart suggestion.

[enslavedblaine-blog]

[Blaine looked down, blush high on his cheeks]

I… I want it, I… I’m just a bit nervous. 

[wrapping his hand around Sam’s member, Blaine gave it a little tug, biting his lip at the girth and length] 

I’ll probably need a lot of prep to… to take you….

[sammy-the-master]

[Sam nods again, resting his forehead against Blaine’s]

Then we’ll make it happen. Today. We can either do it right here... or we can go back to your room and use an actual bed. It’s up to you... but I’ll prep you either way. A rim job could be a good start.

[enslavedblaine-blog]

[Blaine did his best to keep up with the master in the kiss, pressing close and letting his hand run over Sam’s shoulders]

I….. okay…

[sammy-the-master]

[Sam paused, backing off for a moment.]

Are you just saying that to please me? I won’t be upset if you say no.

[Taking hold of Blaine’s hand, he guided it towards his cock.]

You said it yourself... I’m pretty big. But it’d be an honor to be your first...

[enslavedblaine-blog]

[Felling his cheeks heat up beyond what he had thought possible, Blaine shook his head slightly, taking Sam’s hand and leading it back to his ass.] 

Just… surprised me, Sir, is all…

[He then leaned back in, claiming Sam’s lips with his own and nudging them softly with his tongue as he tilted his head slightly, allowing Sam to deepen the kiss if he wanted]

[sammy-the-master]

[The blond was pleasantly surprised by the slave’s action, and chuckled a little in response before resuming his squeezing. He did in fact deepen the kiss, holding Blaine as close to him as he possibly could.]

I want you...

[enslavedblaine-blog]

[Blaine enjoyed the tender kiss, melting a little into the hand cupping his head. When there was a second hand aqueezing him suddenly though, Blaine let out a tiny squeak, blushing hard and pulling back slightly.] 

I… sorry, Sir, I…..

[sammy-the-master]

[Sam nodded his head as he took his hand away]

Too much too fast? I get it. I’m sorry. [He said, slowly as he wrapped his arms safely around Blaine’s upper body.] No more touching your ass. Just... keep kissing me? Please?

[enslavedblaine-blog]

[Biting his lip, Blaine pondered the situation, enjoying the master’s hand in his hair. When his head was tilted up and he felt Sam’s lips on his, he gasped into the kiss, his lips opening and allowing Sam more access]

[sammy-the-master]

[Sam continued to kiss the other boy tenderly, as water fell down onto the both on them. His tongue entered Blaine’s mouth, in an exploratory way moving around. The master’s free hand grabbed hold of the slave’s ass and gave it a gentle squeeze.]

[enslavedblaine-blog]

[Blaine’s hair was his soft spot, so he leaned into the touch without hesitation, humming softly before he blushed again]

I…. I don’t know who I want it to be with, Sir…. I mean…. I don’t think it makes sense to wait for a claim, because I… I really don’t think anyone will claim me… but…. I mean.. it’s just… I… I do think you’re really….. uhm…. hot…. but… it’s so.. big….

[embarrassed, Blaine leaned for to hide his red face against Sam’s chest]

[sammy-the-master]

[Sam continued to move his hand back and forth, making sure Blaine was comfortable.]

I... can’t promise it wouldn’t hurt. But I will promise I’d be gentle.

[Cupping Blaine’s head with his free hand, he looked down at the boy, smiling before he closed the gap between them and pulled him into a kiss.]

[stevieslaveevans]

Eh, that works too. I feel like it’s been forever. The poor dog would be scared shitless before he even got here.

[sammy-the-master]

Forever? Have I been neglecting my brotherly duties of making love to you that much?

I’ll need to fix that.

And yeah. But I miss him.

[stevieslaveevans]

Eh, no biggie. I stopped by to see Jeff on the way over here so it’s not like I was sitting there waiting for you like a lost puppy.

Well that sounds promising. Am I finally getting the puppy I wanted?!?!

[sammy-the-master]

I was thinking more about rocking your world in bed. But... Kian just got a dog and no one’s complaining so maybe I’ll ask for mom to put Mc on a plane.

[enslavedblaine-blog]

[Blaine blushed even harder, nodding softly as he lowered his eyes again, only to force them back up again when he remembered why he had stopped lookign down before.]

I….. I wanted to, but… but he left before, so…. so we never….

[sammy-the-master]

[Sam bit down on his lip for a moment, as he ran his hand through Blaine’s hair gently.]

Well... whether you give me your first time or not is entirely your decision. I won’t force that on you. If you want it to be with someone you know better... maybe Cooper? Or another master? I’ve already claimed a slave... so as much as I feel like wanting to get to know you better, and be... someone you can count on... I’ll never claim you Blaine. I can’t.

So if you want to wait for... the person that does claim you to... I understand.