The next morning Adam slipped out of bed while Nye was still asleep and took a shower. He sat in his favourite chair staring out of the window, watching the world wake. He was still sitting there when Nye emerged naked from the bedroom hours later.
Rubbing his eyes and yawning Nye came up behind him and put his hands on his shoulders. Adam tilted his head to lay his cheek on one smooth, cool hand and kissed it before covering it with his own. Nye absently played with his hair, saying nothing.
"Are you sorry?"
"Sorry?"
"Sorry that you asked me to move in, that you asked Lian to test me?"
"To the one, no, never; to the other... maybe."
"Why are you so worried about it? Don't you think I'll make a good impression? Do you think I'll let you down?"
"Oh no, no Nye. I know you would never let me down. It's not that."
"Then what?"
"Lian has very fixed ideas. He thinks... he thinks that trainees need to be broken, that they need to be treated with coldness and violence so that they learn their place. He doesn't understand love."
"But this is different isn't it? This isn't just about training me. It's about sharing things with me. You're training me for something different."
Adam looked up and smiled at him. "Yes... yes I am, something quite different. Maybe... maybe he will understand that." He seemed to mentally shake himself. "Anyway, that's not your problem, it's mine. Lian will be very polite to you, he always is. It's me who is going to get an ear bashing... and so what? I can put up with that for a day when I am going to have you for the rest of my life."
"Is he only staying for a day?"
"Yes. He's coming at three this afternoon and leaving at about the same time tomorrow."
"Where is he going to stay?"
Adam gave him a strange look. "I thought you understood. He's staying here."
"Oh. Oh right. Is he sleeping with us?"
"No." Nye mentally heaved a sigh of relief, but it was short lived. "He's sleeping with you."
"With me?"
"It's part of the test."
"Oh. I see."
"Are you having second thoughts? You can change your mind if you like. I can make arrangements for him to sleep in a hotel and he will go home straight after breakfast in the morning. It won't really make any difference."
Nye leaned down to kiss him softly. "Yes it will. It will make a difference to you. I didn't understand, and I still don't, not really but I know how much it means to you and I want to do this for you... really I do."
Adam looked up with a look of such tenderness that all of Nye's doubts evaporated and he glowed.
Both Adam and Nye were nervous when Adam left at two o clock to pick Lian up from the airport. Nye spent the next four hours tidying the flat, putting clean sheets on the bed, bathing and dressing carefully in new clothes Adam had bought him for the occasion. They were spectacular. All black leather and silk, showing off his fairness to stunning effect. He was surprised to note that his fingers were trembling when he did up the buttons on his shirt.
At six o'clock he was ready and waiting. At seven he was pacing and at seven thirty he phoned The Club. It wasn't like Adam to be late. He was surprised to say the least when he was told that Adam and Lian were still in the dungeon. He wondered what on earth they were doing down there... and then thought better of it.
They finally arrived home at nine fifteen. Adam looked tired, with dark circles under his eyes and from the way he was walking it was pretty obvious what they had been doing. For an instant Nye felt a stab of envy but it died swiftly, quenched by the look in Adam's eyes which, from the moment they rested on him held a look that spoke of a man seeing a feast after almost starving to death.
Nye was smiling when he eventually turned his eyes to Adam's companion. Lian was not what he had expected. He was small and dark skinned, maybe Pilipino or even Polynesian. He was not ugly but he was certainly not beautiful, not in the way that he and Adam were. However, there was something about him, suggested by the way he walked, the expensive suit he wore, the casual understatement of his discrete jewelry, that spoke of power and wealth. That, along with his easy confidence and dazzling smile, more than made up for his lack of physical beauty.
While Adam took a shower Nye poured Lian a drink and then sat demurely on the sofa, watching him as he wandered around the apartment, lifting and examining items at random before finishing up staring out of the window.
He set his drink down on the coffee table. "Come here boy."
Nye rose and went to his side. He towered over the small man, who looked up at him, unblinking with a thoughtful look on his face.
"Adam has been training you."
It wasn't a question but he responded "Yes sir."
Lian nodded. "Are you enjoying the training?"
"Enjoying? I... wouldn't call it enjoyment sir, but I am grateful for it."
Again Lian nodded. "You have been told what is expected of you during my visit?"
"Only that you will be participating in my training and that I should treat you as though you were my master."
"Good. Take off your clothes."
Nye was taken aback. "But... I thought we were going out."
"It is not for those in training to think, or to question their masters. Take off your clothes."
"Yes sir."
Confused Nye did as he was told and stood naked before the windows as Lian stared at him with a cold look and calculating eyes that seemed to scour him with their gaze.
"Turn around."
Nye complied.
"Spread your legs, bend over and put your hands on the window."
Although puzzled Nye complied without a word. It was very dark outside and he could see his face staring back at him, a pale blur in the glass.
Nye was unsurprised when he felt Lian's hands on him and he forced himself not to flinch as they ran over his back, his buttocks, reaching forwards to squeeze his cock and balls none too gently. He felt like a horse at a horse fair... just a piece of meat being examined by a prospective buyer. Swallowing pride and humiliation he forced himself to remain still and submit to whatever Lian wanted to do to him.