Washing Up - Chapter 5
Kotei Blaise
(MC, MM, GR, MD, SM)
James shifted in his chair as he was getting used to his new bulk when Adam walked into the apartment. Before a few nights ago, he was decently muscled, but now he confidently considered himself a stud. He stood tall and walked with an aura that demanded respect. Adam hadn't said a peep since that night.
It had been a couple of days since the Halloween party at the club where he met Stephan and things have since changed for the better. His Karen neighbor hasn't uttered a peep to him. His other neighbors, who still harbor a grudge against Adam, greet him genially. They give James a smile but give Adam a glare. One neighbor said the quiet part out loud and asked how he felt about Adam.
James laughed it off and said, "He's not too bad. He's got some growing up to do."
His neighbor laughed and Adam's face went beet red with a mixture of embarrassment and anger.
Adam paid both their fines and James made him apologize to the apartment management. However, both were still one strike away from being kicked out. On their way out from speaking with the apartment managers, James was asked to stay behind.
"Wait for me by the door." James instructed Adam.
Adam left the office after nodding. He still wasn't speaking to James.
"This isn't the first time we've had good and bad tenants rooming together," one said. "But due to the severity and frequency of the noise complaints and the fact that we cannot truly know who is to blame, I recommend that you get a camera to defend yourself. If your roommate causes any more noise complaints, you'll be able to argue that it wasn't you, and maybe we can remove him and not you."
"Thank you," James began, "I think that Adam will be on his way out soon. He and I have discussed me taking over his share of the rent until I find a new roommate."
Well, we haven't, but they don't need to know all the details.
The idea of Adam leaving brought a slight smile from the two managers.
"If that's the case, please have him sign this form." The second manager told James after rifling through a cabinet. "This will remove him from the lease and make you the main tenant. If he starts being loud again, you can kick him out."
"You must really dislike him," James said with a chuckle.
"Sorry, can't confirm or deny for professional reasons," The manager who gave James the form said with a wink. James winked back and thanked whoever was listening for the exact thing he needed to tie up loose ends. He told Adam to follow him to the elevator.
As they waited in the elevator, James' cock hardened at the thought of the soap in his room. Adam would never inconvenience him ever again. He'd be the perfect roommate.
When James got back to the apartment, Adam tried to go to his room, but he pushed the form and a pen into Adam's chest.
"Sign." He commanded.
Adam looked over the form and his face reddened before he calmed himself down.
"Look, I know I fucked up," Adam began, speaking for the first time to James directly in days, "but is this really necessary? I've thrown out all my alcohol and you have the speakers."
"I'm not getting kicked out of a good apartment because of you. You have no more chances. You're on strike two. One more, and you're out. If you step a foot out of line, I'll kick you out. If I don't, the management will. You have no friends in this building, and no one who knows you here will back you up. You have no money, you can't afford to go anywhere else, and a friend would've taken you in by now. Sign the fucking paper!"
Adam would have crawled into the cushion of the chair James pushed him down into if he was able to, but he sat there.
"Sign!" James commanded. Before, James would never have been able to command anyone to do anything, but since that night with Stephan, he expected others to obey him. The look he gave Adam conveyed their new relationship. James was in charge, and Adam would listen.
Adam signed the paper.
"Happy?" Adam asked and threw the pen across the room.
"Happy?" James repeated. "Happy? I'd be happy to have a roommate that isn't a little brat who thinks everyone owes him everything. I'd be happy if I could enjoy coming home and being able to relax. You have been the worst person that I've ever met. That is going to change though. Get in the shower."
Adam shrank back as James stood up. James made to move towards him, but Adam got up and did as he was told. James went to his room where a vial of the soap was hidden.
James reminisced about the night his life changed.
After celebrating his new job with Stephan, Stephan gave James more information. With the caramel-skinned boi's mouth still wrapped around his thick cock, James listened to Stephan.
"I'm giving you two vials. The one I used on you was special. These are from the older batch. You'll need to give me the specifics of what you want changed about your target. That'll be the pink vial. The light-blue vial is the one that allows you to make any mental changes. You put that on your dick while they suck you off. Once you cum, their brain associates pleasure with the changes, and they accept everything you've told them."
"I see." James said. "Are there any limits?"
"No. Just don't make them do anything too crazy, like make them think they're Elvis or something."
James came back to reality and grabbed the two vials. When he entered the bathroom, he saw Adam standing there. He took one more look at Adam before telling him to strip. Adam wasted no time. As Adam took his clothes off, he got a good look at the pain in the ass that was his roommate.
He wasn't bad looking. A little too skinny for his liking, except for his ass. Freckles roamed across his body, even leading down to a surprisingly sizable dick.
