Stevie Evans

Stevie Evans, 18, Slave.

[stevieslaveevans]

Private @Sammy

[sammy-the-master]

I couldn’t exactly punish you for defending me, Steve. I mean… I appreciate the idea. I still think violence’s not necessarily the answer, but y’know…

If you ever just wanna stay in bed, why don’t you let me know and we’ll just… cuddle all day? I don’t really know much about effectively treating that stuff… but I’ll do my very best to help. And I’m only just a text away. Oh please, you can more than kinda sing.

Trust me I know. That’s why I mainly stuck to comic book and movies… they’re easier to read than actual novels, y’know?

Well if you really wanna do it… maybe we could try it. Could keep me motivated in my workouts. And you know… some body worship might just make me feel better about my appearance.

[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]

[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.

[sammy-the-master]

Yeah… I think we’re overdue for a skyping session aren’t we?

Of course… that’s definitely my plan and I’m glad you agree. I’m not sure… about that last idea though. I mean, I don’t think I can convince Schuester to actually fire someone and I don’t wanna put you in danger either… I mean I know some guards target him but… it’s not like I can magically make them disappear.

[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]

Like that really satisfied you compared to my big cock.

I think you’re BSing me… and I’d rather have you BJing me.

[stevieslaveevans]

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

... Did you seriously just make that joke?

[master-brody]

This place hasn’t changed all that much...

[master-brody]

Either way I don’t intend to take advantage of you. But… since you seem willing… I don’t know, do you have any requests?

[stevieslaveevans]

Mmm... as long as it’s hard and rough, I don’t really mind. Bedroom, playroom, you choose!

[stevieslaveevans]

Against the wall || Evancest

[sammy-the-master]

Sam grinned. “Hey come on I’m not that much older than you.” He defended himself. “Let’s just get this show on the road. I’m so much happier when I’m deep inside of you.” Sam exclaimed, casually, pressing a kiss to Stevie’s lips.

[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’m always down for music an milkshakes, but we both know you’d rock a toga.

[stevieslaveevans]

Is this a kink we need to discuss, sammy?

[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.

[sammy-the-master]

You’re already great. But sure. If you want to be better… we both could always improve.

I just don’t want you to think you’re not perfect for me. Because you are.

[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...

[stevieslaveevans]

A sizable lesson || Evanscest

[sammy-the-master]

The blond master quickly nodded his head in response. “As you wish.” He said, his fingers lingering a bit, brushing up against his brother’s cheek for just a moment. “I’ll have you switch to the next one in about five minutes.” He informed him. “Get yourself ready.” In a way, Sam did feel guilty about forcing his brother to do this, but it was also something he really did think was necessary. The boy’s attitude as of late had been… less than ideal. He didn’t necessarily want his little brother to just obey everything he said without question, but he had pushed his luck… and Sam had honestly been craving the opportunity to embrace his kinkier side again.

[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]

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]

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.

[master-starchild-blog]

Laundry  || Stevie & Elliott

Making his way to the Laundry room, Elliott licked his lips, his length already hardening in his pants at the thought of the slave waiting for him at his destination. Stevie seemed quite the eager boy, and hot as well, and Elliott was very interesting in taking him for a test drive. 

His pants - not juice-stained, after all he’d never ruin his favorite pants for this - were hanging over his shoulders as he entered the laundry room in only his boxerbriefs, immediately spotting the slave he had anticipated meeting. “Hey there…” he greeted, biting his lip as he checked the boy out. 

@stevieslaveevans

[stevieslaveevans]

Stevie turned his head as he heard someone enter, lips curling into a smirk as he realised it was exactly who he was waiting for. He himself was only in his boxers and a loose top that he’d kept on simply because guards wandered in and out on occasion. Elliott, however, he would gladly strip down for. 

“Hello, sir.” he grinned from where he was sitting on top of the machine his clothes were going around in. “Took you long enough.” He added cheekily, making no secret of the fact his eyes were trailing over the male’s form, hovering at the tent forming in his underwear, smirking as he looked back up at him. “Dear me, sir, you seem rather excited to wash pants.”

[stevieslaveevans]

[master-starchild-blog]

I think I might have accidentally gotten some juice on my favorite pair of jeans, I guess I’ll just have to make sure I get them washed immediately…

[stevieslaveevans]

Well that’s very unfortunate. I suppose I’ll be seeing you here, huh?

[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.

[stevieslaveevans]

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

[master-starchild-blog]

Oh well, if I did, that would just be a big coincidence, I’m sure. After all, how would I have known you’d be naked in there, right?

[stevieslaveevans]

It is getting a little hot in here. That’s my t-shirt gone. And I’ve got at least 45 minutes til the wash is done...

[sammy-the-master]

I’m sorry. I just went for a walk and got distracted. I’ll be back soon, honey.

Thank you. Remind me to… thank you properly.

[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]

Maybe next time.

Are you washing my stuff too? You didn’t have to.

[stevieslaveevans]

Pfffft, yeah right. Besides, you disappeared off somewhere so even if I was washing it naked, you’d never know! 

Yeah...? I always do...

[master-starchild-blog]

You could of course just walk around naked, I’m sure no one would complain about that…

[stevieslaveevans]

I could... And would I find that you just happened to be walking past the laundry room at the time, sir?