Lover Boy

Part One

Lucas walked in the kitchen for breakfast, he stopped when he heard a voice.
"Good morning." A deep husky voice said, it was Augustus.
"Mornin." He said but couldn't help but notice Augustus was shirtless and clearly recently showered, he was wearing basketball shorts and his hair was wet and halfway slicked back, a few drops of water were still on his hairless chest.
"Oh, sorry I'll put a shirt on." He said smiling sweetly and looking at Lucas
"No-! Uh, no, it's your house you should feel comfortable here." Lucas gave a smile of his own, ignoring the growing 'issue' in his pants, and hoping the kitchen island covered him enough.
"Are you sure? It doesn't bother me, I have to get to work in an hour anyways." Augustus said with a sweet smile on his face.
"It's fine, uh, so do you need me to leave or- uh can I stay here today? It doesn't matter to me either way."
"You can stay here, I don't want you homeless, it'll just make you relapse again." Augustus said looking into Lucas' eyes.
Lucas looked away.
"I'll find an apartment soon, like, a week maybe and I'm staying on the couch or I'm not staying."
"Deal." Augustus smiled and turned to get some yogurt from the fridge.
Augustus got a spoon and handed the yogurt to Lucas.
"Here, eat this, it's your favorite."
"I'm not really hungry yet." Lucas said.
"Please, breakfast is important." Augustus said snacking on a  breakfast bar.
"Okay... fine." Lucas took the yogurt and opened it.
"Oh shit-! I gotta get ready for work, I'll be right back!" Augustus said scrambling to put on his shirt and switching to pants.
Lucas couldn't help but bite his lip, and smile. He loved seeing Augustus smile widely and laugh at himself, despite the fact he was nearly late for work.
Augustus quickly got dressed and gathered his things and ran out the door, right before he left he put his key in the door to lock it and shut it with a "Love you Bye!"
Love you bye.......? Lucas knows it must be an accident, it had to be, a force of habit because he's not used to saying bye to anyone other than his parents or past boyfriends, and the occasional girlfriend.
But despite that knowledge Lucas couldn't help but feel flustered. His face was red and his 'problem' from earlier was throbbing.
"Damn." He whispered to himself and walked to Augustus' room.
The sheets, the pillow, the clothes, everything smelled like Augustus. Everything smelled like the same, dark, almost royal smell. Lucas couldn't explain it only that it was a mix of some kind of cologne and that 'new car smell', whatever it was, it was Augustus. And Lucas should not have been as turned on as he was by it.

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...... Lucas is in his best friends house, who is letting him stay there so he isn't homeless! It would be totally inappropriate to get off in his room.
.... But...... he's not home......... no! Inappropriate. It's weird, Lucas doesn't want to be labeled as a pervert. That's weird. So, so, so weird.
..... what if.....
Okay, Lucas couldn't stop himself, he went to the bathroom and got a towel, spread it out on the bed sheets, and shed his pants as quick as he could.
Lucas saw how hard he was through his underwear and slipped them to his ankles, something about completely taking them off felt weird.
Lucas looked down at his dick, it was pretty average, like 6 inches, maybe only like 5.9, which was completely reasonable in his opinion.
Before he even realized what he was doing Lucas started to stroke himself, he felt dirty doing this in his friends house so he made sure to silence himself, he used his left hand to muffle any noise as he stroked himself further.
His muffled noises came out quiet, he stroked himself to Augustus' image, his toned body, his muscles, his messy half wet hair, and especially the "Love you, Bye." He spoke.

It wasn't enough, The stroking. Lucas' hands were getting sore and it felt like he needed something more. Lucas mentally cursed himself for not bringing any of his personal belongings when he got kicked out of his apartment. The landlady had no doubt already gone through his stuff and tossed it out.
If only he had one of his dildos to ride, or some lube to finger himself atleast. But he hadn't brought anything, he was strung out when he left so he didn't bring a thing. Not even his wallet, not that he had any money and it, and it's not like he has a license.
Lucas jerked himself until he came all over his hand and the towel, but he was left unsatisfied. He wanted something in him so badly, it felt like a primal urge.
Lucas used a warm cloth to clean himself and did a load of laundry for Augustus, for two reasons, one, so that nobody would see cum stains on the towel, and two, to repay Augustus for letting him stay there.
"Damn..." Lucas whispered to himself.
He has been using again recently so he hasn't gone to work in a month, he certainly has to find another job.
Today and yesterday is the first time he's been sober in awhile, maybe a few weeks, he's been constantly high since his relapse but now he ran out of money and he used the last of his drugs.  So his sobriety isn't intentional, but he's great full for it, despite the raging headache he's had the past two days.
Lucas slipped his underwear back up and then grabbed his pants, he padded his pockets for his phone and took it out, unlocked it, and noticed it was at 2%.
"Shit." He once again spoke to himself, looking around the room for a charger.
Lucas saw one on the night stand and checked the end, hoping for an IPhone charger.