“Then, so am I.” I shrugged. “I’m ready to die whenever that order is given.”
“Aren’t we all?” He sighed. “What’s up?” His blue eyes were too bright as he turned to face me. The dark circles under them were more pronounced, and I wondered if he ever slept anymore. Maybe he was just waiting for death to take him just as much as I was.
“Mr. S. wants a show.”
Erik’s eyes went to the camera, knowing we were most likely being watched. “And whatever we are doing tonight will be different, I think. If that’s what I understand right.”
“Okay.” Erik sighed again. “How much trouble would I be if I refused to put on a show with you?”
I lifted my shoulder. I was the last person on earth who would force him to do something he didn’t want to do. If he didn’t want to, I’d go find one of the new boys who were all so much alike. None of them fought against what they were told to do.
“I kinda miss Koda,” Erik confessed, dropping his chin to his test.
I couldn’t let myself miss something or someone. That meant I had feelings, and those things had to be locked away. Feelings in this place didn’t belong. But that boy – the one I purposely didn’t want to remember the name of – had gotten into my heart somehow. It had to be his tears. Or maybe just his willingness to always want to be near me or Erik at any chance he got.
“Why was he sent away anyhow?” I muttered, turning and pretending to wash my hands.
“Someone wanted him, I’m assuming. Tears set some men off better than just following orders.”
Made sense, I guess.
“So, how much of a show are we to put on?”
“Your guess is as good as mine.” I sighed, turning to look at Erik.
I didn’t find him attractive, and I’m sure he felt the same way. We truly were like brothers here. I guess I cared about him in a sense, but that was it.
Whatever was to be said next was put to a stop as Will strutted into the bathroom. I slowly turned my gaze to the boy who thought he could control everything lately.
“Will.” Erik nodded his way before giving me a small smile. “I know exactly what Mr. S would like, I think.”
“What does he want?” That had Will’s attention.
“He wants a show,” I said louder than needed. I’d let Will do the part instead of me. Plus, there hadn’t been an official order for me to do a single thing. I could just stand back and watch. Pretend I liked what I saw.
I was good at pretending.
“I can do that.” Like I expected, Will did exactly what I didn’t want. There was no second guessing on his part as he moved towards Erik, pressing up against him and claiming his mouth.
I felt nothing watching them. No desire, no wants or needs. Just relief that I wasn’t the one that had to do the kissing.
My dick was soft, used up for the time being. Yet, since it was a show, I had to run my hand down my torso. I was Mr. S’s object, and I still had to play the part. That didn’t mean the two in front of me were soft.
Well, Will could get hard at the drop of a pen. And there had been times he wasn’t allowed to cum for days on end. Now, that I enjoyed for other reasons I didn’t want to think about.
“I think I’ll leave the two of you to...enjoy that...” I said after a few minutes when it seemed like these two weren’t going to make it a quick show. With Will, there wouldn’t be anything fast. But I wondered if Erik liked the boy a bit more than just family.
Not that I cared one way or another. At least someone could find some sort of happiness here of all places.
Turning away, I stripped off my underwear, tossing them towards the dirty pile before finding the farthest shower stall and turning the water on full blast.
***
I got a few hours of sleep before the announcement came over the speaker. All five of us boys were to be ready in a matter of minutes. Since there were no orders on what each of us was to wear, I put on another pair of silky underwear under black slacks and a white shirt. Apparently, everyone thought I was dressing right, so they followed. Well, except Will.
He was trying with everything he could to stand out. And that was going to get him into trouble if he wasn’t careful.
“Asher?” I hummed, making sure my shirt was perfect. Although I didn’t want to stand out, I still had to be perfect. Mr. S wouldn’t have it any other way. “Erik says I should stay by you?”
