All Chapters of The Servers: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

    "What's your name?" The young deep black eyes looked at the man in his late twenties. He looked like those typical salarymen you can see around, the only indication that he was somewhat recognized by society was the golden pocket watch that was hanging over his leather vest.Ryuu's eyes slanted as he tried to put the man's huge hood in his tired small mouth. The pretty boy flushed a tinge of pink on his cheek as his breathing became unsteady from not getting enough air. He did not want to smell the man's filthy d*ck and the struggles added from avoiding the pubic hair of the man.His heartbeat was irregular, nervous and uncertain. His brave demeanor and ability to tolerate what was in front of him, did not stop him from doing his job or he would not get a client today. If that happened, worst comes to worst, he would be forced to accept clients two at a time or even more. That would be his greatest nightmare he wanted to avoid.He only needed to gi

It was 6:17 in the evening, almost time for supper. Ryuu focused his attention on the vintage pendulum clock hanging on the wall above the door. He closed his eyes and composed his breathing till he could hear the ticking sound of its arm swinging. Gradually, he began to calm down and relaxed his trembling nerves, and by a quick few seconds he opened his sharp eyes ready to face what the Hub would serve him, outside the small four corners of the walls where he could take a few naps of rest. His only moment to repose these past three days. His lack of ability to fall asleep shortly only by staring at the wooden wall in their house, was no effect in his new room.Three days of sleepless nights that put him to edge, and his astute mind would badly affect his surroundings. He was not happy with everything. He never did. If his roommate could sleep like a log in their state, what method was he using?Ryuu shook off the thought of adding a garbage topic thereupon transpired

Heart was racing as the young boy entered the room, the same interior style from the VIP rooms he had visited. Although, this room was identical to an office with a wooden desk and chair in the center. The utmost thing that caught his attention was the metallic cat facing him, balancing a red paperweight sphere with bubbles inside it. It was placed on the table, beside a Newton's Cradle. A device of five metallic spheres hanging on a straight thin thread which is attached to a base. The silver balls clacked; where the first strike, the last sphere would go upward while the middle spheres were being suppressed as they collided to the first and the last. The same movement happened constantly.  "Take this," the man ordered. His eyes were not looking at the young boy; ignoring his presence. Ryuu did not care less about the man's perception of him. His eyes were locked on the pamphlet that was on the table. The cover was only white in color and 'Exclusive Use Only' was

Slim fingers and the warm palm pressed firmly on the lower back of a porcelain skin. The smoothness feeling as the hands glide upward on both sides of the spine all the way to the shoulders. The mild aromatic scent of maple, hint of mint and honey loitered around the room; it was soothing and relaxing. Arlert slightly groaned.Ryuu breathed silently, the pressure of his palms made a circular motion all the way through the neck of the blonde lad; some of the strands of his hair touched the pale hands. A sudden raise of one's shoulder, the blonde locks laughed.  "Hey, don't move!" Ryuu was only starting from the professional procedure, and he was hesitant to use his old techniques which he usually applied to his Father.Arlert, who enjoyed it very well, got up his upper body from the bed. The other lad paused and scowled at the happy face, Arlert laughed again.  "You're tickling me! I thought you're gonna strangle me-" His plain T-shir

A/N: Warning! Warning! Warning! You are on a titillating scene. Read at your own risk.Loud audible exhalations, the moistened thin lips quivered as the cold leather scourge brushed through his pale skin. Small droplets of sweat glistened down his chest by the light coming from the ceiling. The soft graze of his dress shirt parted in half shuddered him to move, revealing the middle portion of his upper figure. Multiple layers of the leather strokes which electrified the young boy's body, sending shivers up his spine. The boy clutched on the synthetic rope tied around his wrists on the headboard. He whimpered softly, turning his head on the other side of the bed.  "Relax, control your desires." The man breathed out in his ears. The tears fell out from the black handkerchief folded on the vision of the boy. All of the strange sensations he succumbed to, commenced the undeniable truth of the wavering unyielding pleasure.Retched up an indistinct stream o