Plots and schemes

The next few weeks were confusing for Lucas. He couldn't figure out why he was acting so strangely. He had never been attracted to men before, but now he found himself thinking about Sam and fantasizing about him all the time. His cock was constantly hard, and when it wasn't he found himself touching it anyway. Lucas masturbated multiple times a day. He was confused and frustrated. He didn't know what was happening to him. He tried to talk to Tiffany about it, but those talks were always interrupted with hot, passionate, extremely enthusiastic sex. After one of these sessions, Lucas lay in bed, exhausted. He looked at Tiffany sleeping beside him. She was beautiful. Her soft skin glowed in the dim light from the window. He knew she was his. She belonged to him.

He grunted. He wanted to go work out again. After that he would take a shower and if Tiffany was still home...

***

Sam watched out the window as Tiffany drove away into the city, grinning. Lucas would be alone all day. He would have to deal with his urges on his own. And it was sure to be a long, lonely day. Sam smiled. Lucas would soon be his.