I think you owe me that much.I think you owe me that much. I can use you to wash my back," Austin said. "No way," Lucas protested. "Shut up. You don't have a choice." He grabbed Lucas' arm and pulled it up roughly behind his back. He marched Lucas towards the bathroom. Lucas squirmed, but he found that that only increased the pain. He wouldn't admit to Austin that he was hurting him though, so he went along with him. "You're going to like this a lot, you punk cocksucker," Austin said. Lucas didn't respond. In the bathroom, Austin closed and locked the door behind them. "Let's get a good look at your body. Strip, Lucas," Austin ordered. "Go to hell!" Lucas exclaimed. He chose that moment to charge at the door. Austin caught him easily and flung him back into the cramped bathroom. Lucas slipped and fell down hard on his rump. "You're going to do what I say," Austin said. "Now take off your pants." Lucas got up slowly, avoiding eye contact with Austin as he slowly unbuttoned his pants. He pulled them down and then they fell to his ankles. He wore a pair of red bikini undershorts. "Those are real cute, little boy. Do you like to show them off to the other guys?" Lucas just ignored him again, trying to think of some way to get out of this. "Stupid, you've gotta take off your shoes and socks," Austin said. Lucas sat down on the toilet with his pants around his ankles and removed his shoes, socks, and pants. |