Chapter 5. Patrick. Uh-oh.
Luke sleeps fitfully after his ordeal with Duke. He continually awakens during the night convinced he's covered in piss. He had nightmares in which Duke stands dressed in leather with his heavy boots bearing down on Luke's neck as he pushes him down, down, down into sub-basements, speaking quietly to him, telling him that he's no longer worthy to dwell in the land of superior men.
More than once he dreams of waiting on customers at the restaurant stark naked while patrons sneer at him and spit on him. Once he wakes up with his face drenched in sweat that he's convinced is Duke's spit. Another time he wakes up masturbating and recoils in horror because he hasn't asked for permission and he doesn't want another beating with Duke's crop.
Finally at 4 am he gives up trying to get back to sleep. Almost in a trance he goes to take a shower but before he turns on the water he lies on the floor on the tub and pisses all over himself, deciding that this is the way he'll piss from now on so he can realize what a disgusting sleaze ball he's becoming. Finally he stands up and turns on this shower to scrub himself clean and then remembers how Duke told him he'd be punished by having to take a cold shower. He turns to water to cold to see how long he can tolerate it, but after only 30 seconds he runs the water hot again, as hot as he can stand it.
After he gets dressed he goes to an all-night diner to treat himself to a nice breakfast, hoping that this way he can remind himself that he's a free man and can eat whatever he wants. He's tempted to text Duke to tell him he won't be returning again, but then stops himself before he clicks "send" and erases the message. He starts another text to Duke but gives up after he types the word "please" and puts his phone face down on the table lest it tempt him any further.
One of his high school classmates, a guy he sucked off one afternoon in the locker room after everyone else had gone back to classes comes into the diner and seeing him, comes to sit at his table. "Just got off work," he tells Desmond. "I had an overnight shift at the hospital where I'm working as an orderly. Sometimes I don't have too much to do but tonight several patients were sent home and I was stuck cleaning out their rooms to get them ready for new occupants. Hey, Des, you ought to get a job there. It's good menial work for a submissive guy like you."
"What makes you think I'm a submissive?" Desmond asks him, slipping back into his "normal" name once he heard Patrick use it.
"Just assuming, dude, considering how you've been sucking off so many of my friends from what I've heard," answers Patrick. "And what are you doing up so early? Never saw you here at this early hour before."
"Couldn't sleep last night. Had bad dreams."
"Come to think of it, you do look beat. Sorry to hear you had a bad night. I hate it when I can't sleep, and it's damn hard to sleep when it's light out, but I'm getting used to it now."
The waitress knows Patrick and brings him a cup of coffee, asking him what he wants to have for breakfast. He smiles at her and Desmond realizes that Patrick has a beautiful smile and kind eyes. He's never really stared at Patrick's face before. Usually his eyes have been on a different part of the guy's anatomy.
After Patrick gives Sally his order, he turns back to Desmond and asks, "Are you doing okay, Des? What's keep you awake like that? Do you want to talk about your dreams? I know it helps when I have a bad dream to tell someone about it."
"They were really gross. I'd be embarrassed to tell you about them. But thanks anyway, Patrick. It was nice of you to ask, nice of you to even care."
"Hey, you look like you need someone to be nice to you. I mean, I think you're a great kid despite the fact that you like dick. And I'll never forget how good you made me feel that time we got together at school. That was the first time for me to do anything with another person, you know. I mean, I like girls and all that, but I'm really not sure where I stand about things yet. I just appreciate the fact that you were good to me and didn't ever bring it up again afterwards. I just want you to know how much I appreciated it."
"You're not the only one who's not sure about where you stand, Patrick. I mean, I do what I do, but there are things about it that have me really confused."
"Really? I figured you really know what you like and all. I hope no one gives you any crap about it."
"No, it's not that, it's just that . . . ." Desmond doesn't finish his sentence but starts eating his food, looking down at his plate. "Dude, you didn't finish your sentence. It's just that . . .what?" "There are just things I've got to figure out and all. I've been with someone who's really doing a number on my head lately. An older guy who's showing me some things that I never expected to like as much as I do." "Hey, if you like it, go for it. So you're into older guys? Older guys that you're submissive with?"
"Only one, but yeah. I guess I'm just made this way. Made to always be the one making other dudes feel good."
"But you must be getting something out of it yourself or you wouldn't keep seeing him, right? I mean, I always figured you do what you've been doing for me and some other guys because you really enjoy it. Am I wrong?"
"No, Patrick, you're right. I do get off on it. Weird, huh?"
"I don't think so. I don't think there's anything weird about it as long as you like it. After all, it's not hurting anyone. And you're doing something real nice for some guys. And you could always just say no."
"That's my problem, buddy. It seems that I just can't say no."
Patrick is quiet for a while. Then he takes a chance and asks, "So if I told you that I wanted you to take care of me the way you did that time, you wouldn't be able to say no to me?"
Desmond chuckles. "Are you asking?"
"I guess I am. Tell you what. I'll pick up the check and we'll go back to your place and you can . . um . . show me your appreciation, if you know what I mean."
Desmond chuckles again. "What the hell? Sure. Deal." He really thinks Patrick is hot and he's a nice guy as well. And after all, Duke told him to make sure he sucks a lot of cock this week. Might as well get back to work if he's gonna become a slave. Shit! Did he really just think that word?
Twenty minutes later, Desmond is showing Patrick his little apartment. "Damn, look at the mess your bed is! It's obvious you had a hard time last night. Hey, is it okay if I take a quick shower before we start? I worked hard last night and I'm sure my crotch smells after all the sweating I did."
"Sure thing, Patrick. Here, I'll get you a clean towel." Desmond goes to his closet to get one and when he turns around, Patrick has already started stripping down, right in front of him. Desmond allows himself to take in just how well built Patrick is and how enticing his dick looks. His submissive juices begin flowing again. "Hey Patrick, is it okay if I get naked too? It's better for me when I'm naked when I suck a guy's dick."
"Sure thing, dude. Whatever helps you enjoy it more, because I'm damn sure going to enjoy it," Patrick says, heading to the bathroom. Soon Desmond hears the water running as he strips himself naked again. He starts stroking but then stops himself. Damn, Duke told him he can't ask permission from the guys he sucks off this week. Only Duke can give permission this week.
Patrick returns from his shower still a little damp and smelling from the soap he used. He takes a look at Desmond. "Dude, how about I just lay back on the bed and you get between my legs me to blow me?" "Sure, Patrick. However you want it."
"I just want it nice and slow and deep," he says, straightening out Desmond's sheets before he gets down on his back and spreads his legs. "Okay, dude. I'm all yours. Show me how much you enjoy sucking my cock." Desmond gets between Patrick's legs and starts by licking his balls. "Holy shit, that feels good. Keep it up, guy, keep it up."
"Sure. You can tell me what you like and I'll do it."
"so you really ARE submissive, eh? Good. So suck my balls until I tell you to stop."
And Patrick is so right. Desmond does what Patrick asked. In fact, Patrick gives a lot of instructions and of course this turns the sub on, so Desmond does every single thing Patrick tells him to do until at last he cries out, "Oh man, I'm gonna cum. Figured I'd warn you."
Desmond keeps his cock in his mouth and sucks faster.
"Stop or I'll cum in your mouth, dude!"
Desmond looks at Patrick and nods okay. When Patrick cums in his mouth, Desmond just swallows it all, the way he's been doing lately.
"You fucking swallowed me! That's rich! Shit, you've becoming a true cocksucker, boy."
"That's what I am, and I aim to please you because I really like you, Patrick."
"I could feel how much you like me. Thanks. That was memorable." All of a sudden Patrick breaks out in to a huge yawn. . . "Oh man, I could fall asleep right here."
"That's fine. Fall asleep. If it's okay, I'll probably sleep better next to you," Desmond asks.
"Fine with me, dude," Patrick says, his eyes half closing already. Desmond gets up alongside him and falls asleep himself. This time he sleeps well, enjoying the taste of Patrick's cum in his mouth.
When he wakes up a few hours later, he realizes that Patrick has put his arm around him. He doesn't dare move, afraid to wake the guy up. "This is really nice," he thinks to himself, falling asleep once again, and staying that way until Patrick wakes up and holds him closer.
Desmond opens his eyes and Patrick is staring right into them. "Man, I slept good. Better than ever. I hope you don't mind me holding you this way. My brother and I used to sleep like this a lot when we were younger, and I'd always hold him. It's nice to have a body next to me again."
"It's nice for me as well," says Desmond, enjoying the sweet closeness. Nothing humiliating about this. It's just . . nice.
"You never got off last night. You can take care of yourself while I hold you. That's okay with me, Des."
"It's okay, Patrick. I think I'll save it for later."
"Suit yourself. I think I'm gonna head out. I have things to do before going back to work."
"Fine. You have yourself a nice day, Patrick. Thanks for the closeness. It's been nice."
"My pleasure, boy, my pleasure. All my pleasure," Patrick says, chuckling as he gets up and picks up his boxer briefs off the floor to start getting dressed.
After Patrick leaves, Desmond just keeps lying on his bed, thinking of the contrast between being with Patrick and being with Duke. He's not sure what to make of it all and he decides he doesn't really have to. Sunday is far away. He buries himself in his pillow. It smells like Patrick now. Nice.
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