I return to Rake’s room every evening where he feeds me, helps me study, and then we climb into bed. I’d like to say that it’s a fuck fest from that point until the wee hours of the morning, but it’s not. If I’m really insistent, Rake will jerk me off while he commands my mouth and I squirm desperately under him. Then he cleans me with soft strokes, wraps me in his arms, and tells me to go to sleep. Because I’m a good boy, I do.
