Okay, can be read as a one shot, has graphic language, masterbation, mentions of heterosexuality and homosexuality, and yea that's about it. I own nothing but this little plot line so don't sue me. I have nothing. Alrighty, have fun.
A moment of solitude. That was all Dave asked for; a simple request that seemed to get constantly kicked out of the realm of possibility by the old man shoes of his Master. Dave looked around, obviously nervous as he gently closed his lab door behind him. Balthazar had been on his ass all week, constantly training him to the point of exhaustion. He'd get in a quick nap and it was right back to training. It was Thursday, all most the end of spring break and Dave hadn't had a moment alone. He stunk, he was hungry, and he just needed a little time to himself; so it wasn't entirely his fault for telling Balthazar to meet him in the middle of the city and instead running straight to his lab. Dave took in the complete silence of big, airy room. It was almost unnerving to not hear his master's familiar voice wearing on him. He skipped down the steps and made his way to the showers, yanking off his clothes as he went. He gasped as he felt cold air hit his heated skin. He always did have a thing for this- being nude when any one could walk in. He grinned. This was what he had been aching for all week. Some thing his girlfriend refused to give out, something he couldn't squeeze in due to the ever watching eyes of his master- a quick jerk off. Dave made his way into the metal box of a shower, making awkward sounds as the cold water hit him. They quickly turned to light moans as he shivered; he was already to worked up. He turned his back to the stream, eyes closed as he brought a hand up to his neck. The feeling of his own fingers where mentally replaced by those of some random pretty black haired girl. Dave sighed, bringing the fingers up to his lips to kiss, before licking up and down his palm in an effort to coat it. His eyes cracked open just enough to make sure his hand was coated and, with a shaky exhale, he brought his fingers down and around his dick. His eyes flashed open as he tugged, letting out a surprised moan as he he shook. Again, he moved his hand, awkwardly up and down until he lost himself in it; mental images of pretty girl after pretty girl down on their knees, looking up at him with a smirk as they brought his dick was brought close to her lips. He tried to focus, but it always got- weird at this part. The closer he would get to coming, it would start to flash- long, dirty brown hair- face that was almost gaunt looking- brown eyes- facial hair- "Ah, sh-sh-shit, Balthazar." Dave stuttered out, unaware of who it was he was calling for. He was lost- completely immersed in the moment as his hips bucked forward to fuck his hand. He slammed an arm against the wall of the shower for support, head thrown back as his breathing became quicker and quicker. "Ah- Ah! F-f-f-fuck, Balth..." He thrashed his head, body starting to coil up as he tensed. "Balthazar..." He said, strained and quite, before gasping out as he came. His hand tightened around himself impossibly as he slowly thrust into it, wide eyed. Seconds past, feeling like minutes until finally he fell, limp, spent, and soak as he laid on the bathroom floor. "Holy shit..." He mouth out, eyes closing as he drifted off. It had been far to long.
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Hey there! Sorry I've been gone so long, my live just went every where. Heads up to every one waiting on my other story- I'm not finishing that. This is the start of a re write, becuse I cannot handle how horrably the old verson was done. I've gotten quite a bit better, so, if you actualy liked the other one, you're going to want to save it. As soon as I catch up tot hat point in this one I'm taking it down. Thanks for bareing with me, and here's to a new start.
-Kitty