Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills.
Warnings: Slash, incest, slave fic, bdsm
Rating: FRAO
Author: Vinsmouse
Summary: A discovery made by Luke leads to a change in the relationship between the Duke boys.
His Servant
Chapter 1
Luke reached into his drawer for clean socks, cursing when there were none to be found. "One of these days Bo," he mumbled, pulling open his cousin's sock drawer. In his anger he pulled it too hard, dumping the contents on the floor. Irritated with himself now, he kneeled and began to gather the socks back up. "What the hell?" Picking up the sheaf of papers that had been stapled together, he could hardly believe the drawing he was looking at. Though he wanted to deny it, there was no doubt the man in the drawing was his cousin. He blushed at the position Bo was in. Flipping through the pages, he saw more drawings, as well as words describing the surprising fantasy life his younger cousin had been hiding.
His face had twisted in discomfort as he read, but the more he read the more his discomfort turned to desire. By the time he had made it all the way through the homemade booklet, he was half hard with need. He wondered if his cousin really wanted this or was it only a fantasy? "One way to find out," he told himself. With both Uncle Jesse gone for a few days visiting cousin Kate and Daisy at work for the night, it was a perfect opportunity. Quickly he put everything back in the drawer, sliding it back into the dresser. Twisting the knob on the bedroom door, he pulled it open, and headed towards the sound of singing, which told him Bo was in the shower.
Stepping into the small room, he stood leaning against the door, watching Bo's outline through the shower curtain. He said nothing, made no sound, he only waited. Soon his patience was rewarded, the water stopped and the curtain was flung back, revealing his cousin, water dripping off his hard body.
"Luke?" Bo asked. He was confused by the look he saw on his cousin's face. He had always been able to read Luke, knew every expression he had, but he'd never seen this one.
"Is it true?" Luke pushed himself away from the door and headed for the tub, much like a tiger stalking its prey.
Bo swallowed, "Is what true?"
"The pictures and words I found in your dresser," Luke clarified. "Is that what you want?"
Bo dropped his head, his face turning beet red. He had never wanted anybody to find out about that, especially not Luke. He considered lying to the older man, but he couldn't do it. He had never been able to lie to his cousin and something told him that this time lying would be the worst thing he could do. He nodded.
"I can't hear you," Luke snapped.
"Yes," Bo managed to force past dry lips.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." Bo wondered where Luke was going with this, why he wanted to know.
"Have you ever been with anybody in that way?"
"No, not exactly something you can ask about," Bo tried to joke.
Luke smirked, "No, guess it isn't." He stepped closer, until his legs were pressed against the side of the tub. "Did you have anybody in particular in mind?" A satisfied smile bloomed on his face at his cousin's slow nod. "Who?" he asked, his voice smooth and commanding.
"You," Bo admitted, almost as if he were being compelled.
Luke turned and walked towards the door.
