Max's Straight Sub Part 7
Another week went by with Sam coming over each day to workout and spend the day studying next to Max. Each night, he returned home and tried to bypass Max's security on his laptop, hoping to find some smut to feed his horny mind. Rather than the usual big tittied women he usually fantasized about, Sam was searching for videos of gay masters and slaves. Max, of course was monitoring the computer activities and loosened the restrictions. Sam had a breakthrough on Wednesday when he found xtube videos of boys being restrained and used hard by dominant men. He fell down a rabbit hole of porn. Unable to stroke his dick, Sam played with his nipples and rubbed his hand against his hole--anything to get some kind of sensation. Nothing was enough to make him cum, though, and only made himself hornier and hornier. He was in heat so badly that he almost didn't notice when his roommate came into the room. He'd closed the screen just in time to avoid being exposed.
The following weekend was mostly uneventful. Sam spent it with Max, as usual. He spent Friday night in the cage under Max's bed, but spent much of the evening cuddled up with Max on his couch watching TV and making out. Saturday morning, while on their after workout run, Max reminded Sam that this would be their last full weekend under the deal.
"Sir, would it be ok if we maybe come up with a new arrangement?"
"Of course! What do you have in mind?" Max responded, trying not too be too gleeful at the good news.
"I like what we have going. I love these workouts. I'm losing fat and look better than I ever have. I'd like to cum more, maybe get to go online and find some dates. But I'm really curious to let go of some of my limits. Maybe suck your dick. Maybe, if you're really gentle, let you play with my butt," Sam answered as honestly as he could. "I know I'm not supposed to, but I've been watching some porn. And I want to be yours. Like hour sub."
Max was truly overjoyed. He stopped running and Sam walked back. Max pulled him in for a deep kiss, using his had to grab the boy's ass.
"I take that as a yes, Sir?" Sam laughed.
Back at the apartment, Sam did chores most of the day. He enjoyed doting on his Master. At Sam's request Max let Sam stay over night in his bed. He even unlocked the boy so they could stroke and feel one another's bodies. Sam's baby smooth, hairless skin had started to tan with daily runs, but was still in stark contrast to Max's tanned furry chest and abs. Sam was allowed to cum once but took pride in milking as many loads out of Max as he could that night.
Sunday, Sam returned home. He had hoped to be back in time to see his roommates before they left for a few days. One was taking a trip with his girlfriend. The other went home to see his family. Sam was left alone at home. He took the extra solitary time to sort through his own clothes, realizing how long it had been since he'd worn these things. He felt like a stranger to his own life.
Sam made the impulsive decision to pair down his wardrobe. He started by throwing away all of his underwear--he hadn't worn it in a month and didn't know when he would again, but knew Max didn't care for the boxers he had previously worn. He selected a few shirts he loved and a few that he knew he looked good in and put the others in a bag for goodwill. He did the same with his pants.
Realizing he had the apartment to himself, he decided he would be naked at home until they returned--only wearing his SLUT shirt and white running shorts, the first uniform Max had given him--when he needed to go outside.