"Well, I've been after a girlfriend since Suzie dumped me...can you do that?"
"Be your girlfriend?"
"Sure, I guess," he said.
"Then it is so, Master," Ken grinned at him.
At that Ken found himself walking over towards his erstwhile roommate. His hips sway as he goes and the sensation gives Ken a feeling of power.
"You can just call me Rick you know. It could get a bit awkward if my chick calls me Master in public."
"Certainly, Rick. Whatever you wish, Master," Ken replied.
As Ken walked up to Rick he looked up at him. Ken was now a good foot shorter than his roommate and his frame seemed to have got much smaller and frailer too. Standing in front of him, Ken put one small hand on each of Rick's hips.
"So what are we doing tonight, Ricky?" Ken heard his sexy voice slur.
"Well, I thought we could go down the student center with the boys...are you at the college, do you have friends here?" he asked.
Before Ken could answer though Rick had looked over his girlfriend's shoulder and seen the clock.
"But we won't be doing anything unless I get moving," he said, dashing over to his bags on his bed. "I got rowing training in ten, and if I miss it I'll be dead. You wait here till I get back."
Ken didn't know what to say. He had to obey. Rick rummaged through his bag and stuffed a few clothes into his holdall.
"Catch you later," he said as he went to the door. Then he stopped, wandered back to where Ken was stood and kissed him, briefly, on the lips. Ken felt a flutter go through his body and for some strange reason could only think, "ah, my master loves me." Ken really did feel genuine feelings to this boy.
Rick went rushing out of the door.