Can We Last? (Lashton au) (ON HOLD)

Chapter Two

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Luke walks home scuffling his feet, taking as long as he could. The tall boy didn't want to be there, seeing them monstrous people. He knew Mark probably had someone there waiting for him.

Luke didn't want to have séx with anyone, his bum was sore. He isn't always a bottom, just depends on who it is, he has to do whatever they ask.

Luke has never disobeyed one of the 'customers', afraid of what will happen. He shakes his head and walks in the door seeing no one. Confused he walks into the dining room, and there are four or five men.

The blonde boy has never been this scared in his life.

No, I am not fūcking all of them. Nope won't do it.

Holding back tears he looks around for Mark. When he doesn't find him he walks around the house until he find him in his mum's room.

"M-mark?" Luke studders. Jumping the older man spins around and snarls.

"What the hell do you want kid? Don't you see you have work to do. Pick one now!" Mark hollars causing that sob to release from behind his lips, something that has never happened before.

There was a flash of something behind the balding mans eyes, but was gone as quick as it came.

Luke ran out of the room and walks back to the men. He examines all of them, picking one that looked the youngest. The man smirks and roughly grabs Luke's arm.

"You're so pretty, such a pretty boy." The man mumbles into his ear. Luke shudders, knowing picking him was a mistake.

Leading the man into his bedroom he shakes, nervous. Usually he is, not wanting a stranger to touch him. The man quickly takes off his  clothes and looks at Luke.

"Strip for me, nice and slow," He smirks, licking his lips. The teen boy bites his lip nervously and nods.

Since he already had his shoes and socks off, he starts with his shirt. Slowly lifting it over his head, not making eye contact. Not many have asked him to strip, just wanting a quick fück.

The middle aged man smiles, palming himself through his boxers. Luke cringes, hoping the man is going to be almost ready to cùm by the time they start.

The blonde boy struggles with his skinny jeans, which infuriates the man.

"For fûcks sake," he hollars. The tatted man grabs luke and pushes him roughly on the bed. Luke trembles, knowing what's going to happen. The man pulls down both of their underwears, but keeps the blonde laying there.

What surprised him was about to sit on his díck. Luke usually bottoms, and this man surely didn't look like one.

Of course, Luke's body betrays him and gets hard, wanting the man. His mind didn't, his body did.

The man lowers himself into Luke whimpering "Fück, fück, daddy ahhhh," the man was just full of surprises. First, being a bottom, secondly calling him daddy. The women did, but never a man.

The man gets himself off, and well also Luke, and just leaves. Its not new to Luke of course, just the man had surprised him so much, he was in shock.

The boy enjoyed it for once, he did, and didn't know why.

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After a long night of "working" the teenager goes and takes a shower. After he is finished he looks at his phone, seeing an unknown number had texted him.

Unknown: hey luke, it's Ashton. Calum gave me your number. Just thought we would need it for the project

The blonde smiles, really liking Ashton so far. He saves the number and replies.

Ashton: Yeah , ofc. Text me if you need me.

He lays his phone down and picks up his homework. He never really gets to do it, only in study hall, a sometimes don't finish. He only had maths and science left.

Finishing his homework he lays down, slightly tired. He closes his eyes and falls asleep.

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Boring I know. I'm sorry, it'll get better. Please stay with me. Ilysm. ❤