This is a bit of a short one but I hope you enjoy it. 

Adam lay in his bunk, in the dark, early morning hours, thinking. He had been planning Tim's release since before the punishment ever started. He knew exactly when, where, and how he wanted it to happen. He went over every detail in his head and made sure that their schedule fit within his timeline. Tomorrow night would find them with a hotel room since they had the next day off; Tim's pleasure would be his only concern. Until then he would continue to tease and build tension...

Jenika knew of Adam's plans for the next night and was happy that Tim would finally get some relief. He hadn't been horrible to live with but he'd certainly been more difficult in the past few days. Two more days and he would be a happier man. She could deal with that.

Tim had no idea what Adam was planning and was beginning to wonder how much longer his lover was going to make him suffer. He often dreamed of the blond in compromising positions and woke with a raging hard-on. Before this punishment started he'd either wake Adam with morning sex or take care of it himself. For the past few days, though, he had to either take a cold shower or try to picture horrible things in his head to get it to go away. 

Tim sighed heavily as he rolled out of his bunk. He wasn't sure how much longer his body would last without taking care of itself. How embarrassing would it be to have to tell Adam he had reverted to his teenage years with the inability to control himself and had a wet dream? And what would the punishment be for that?

Adam spent every waking moment with Tim: holding his hand, cuddling on the couch, pushing him into dark corners to steal kisses, and even climbing into his bunk for a goodnight make-out session that night. Every time Tim started to relax Adam would get him worked up again. Less than 24 hours and he'd free him from his punishment.

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Tim was off the bus with lightning speed the next day. He didn't speak to anyone on his way through the venue to his dressing room. Adam was about to follow him when Chance grabbed his arm and whirled him around. "Adam, is he okay?" he asked quietly.

"Yes and no." Adam replied before pulling free from Chance's grip and speed walking to Tim's room. He knocked on the door a few times with no response. Slowly he opened the door and heard the shower running. 

Adam peeled off his clothes as he walked through the room headed for the shower. As soon as he stepped through the bathroom door he knew Tim was taking another cold shower. He waited until Tim turned his back then reached a hand through the curtain and turned some warm water on.

As soon as the warm water hit his back Tim turned to see Adam stepping into the shower. He let his eyes drink in the naked form of his lover and was instantly hard again. He quickly closed his eyes as he took a deep breath and turned his back on Adam. He needed to get himself under control. 

Normally Adam would have taken offense to Tim's body language but he knew what he was going through and understood completely. He grabbed a washcloth, soaped it up, and began to wash the brunette. Thankfully, Tim didn't argue and soon relaxed under his lovers touch. Adam washed Tim's hair and then turned him around to wash his front. No words needed spoken as they had done this many times before.

Adam soaped his hand and wrapped it around Tim's prick, giving it one long, slow stroke. 

The silence was suddenly broken. "Adam" Tim quietly moaned.

Adam leaned close and whispered "Not yet."

Tim's shoulders sagged and it looked as if the weight of the world had landed on him. He quickly recovered himself, before Adam could see, and turned his body to rinse off the remaining soap. Once he was rinsed he grabbed a cloth and turned to wash Adam. 

Adam closed his eyes and let the sensation of Tim washing him take over his whole body. He tensed when he felt Tim's soapy hand close around his erection and stroke him gently. He felt warm water rinse over him and then a hot mouth close around him.

Adam's eyes flew open as he looked down to see Tim on his knees in front of him. "Tim?" He said quietly. The only answer he got was Tim swallowing him deeper.

"Oh God!" Adam moaned before looking back in his lovers eyes. "Tim, no." He couldn't let this happen.

Tim looked up at the blond with pure lust in his eyes, "Please" a small pause, "Sir!"

"Shit." Adam mumbled quietly. He couldn't say no to that. He gave Tim a slight nod before throwing his head back and enjoying his lovers mouth.

They both dried off and dressed in a comfortable silence. Tim had just finished pulling his boots on when Adam spoke, "Why?" He didn't need to explain the question.

Tim stood as he answered, "There's no need for both of us to suffer." He looked at Adam with a sad longing in his eyes before turning and walking out the door.

Adam had opened his mouth to speak but could only manage a weak "Tim" just as the door shut between them. 

"FUUUUUCK!" Adam yelled at the closed door as he threw himself back on the couch and got lost in his thoughts. (Adam's thoughts in italics)

      What the hell just happened? Did I push him too far? Yes, he's new to this but everything was going so well. What changed? Did something change? Maybe nothing changed. Maybe... 

To be continued...

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