You awake to the feeling of your mobile phone alarm clock vibrating on your face. You have always been a heavy sleeper, so it put you in quite a problematic situation, when Josh told you how he expected to be woken up by you.
Of course, he decided to take your bed. 'Thanks for letting me sleep in your bed, Stevie. I know the floor is hard and uncomfortable, so I really appreciate it.' You didn't push back. 'I know you would have offered me anyway, because you want me to understand how much you respect me, right?'. He loved playing this charade of bossing you around, taking your stuff, making you do demeaning things, and all the while acting like you were just two guys hanging out together. 'Yes, Josh...' He wasn't surprised by your answer, just took it as the way it was supposed to be. That was on Friday night, while he ate the dinner you prepared for him, and you were sitting on the floor at his feet listening to your growling stomach. At this point it was already more than obvious, that Josh could walk all over you and you would just take it. So he did. You slept on the floor next to your bed for two nights without fighting back, and on Sunday night Josh decided to push you even further than before. 'You know why you are sleeping on the floor buddy? I tell you why. That's because it's really important to you to have me know just how much you respect me, buddy. Because some guys are just better than other guys, and it's allright to face that fact. You know, Steven Hawking is better at thinking about physics-stuff than I am, and Jamie Oliver is better at cooking, and Usain Bolt is better at running really fast. Nothing wrong with admitting that. And although I'm two years younger than you, I already am just much, much better than you on every dimension imaginable, Stevie.' You didn't respond, because you just didn't know what to say.
So Josh went on. 'But that's O.K., we can still be buddies, as long as you face the facts, behave accordingly, and show me the respect I deserve. First of all, you should be thankful that I let you sleep in the same room as I and don't just, you know, have you sleep in the bathtub or something. That's pretty nice of me, right. Now, tomorrow is a Monday. I hate Mondays, dude, and therefore I like my Mondays to start of especially well. So I thought of a nice way for you to make that happen, and at the same time show just how much you respect me.' You didn't like where this was going at all. 'Tomorrow morning you will wake me up by kissing the bottoms of my feet. That's going to feel really nice for me, and it'll be a perfect expression of the respect you have for me, for being so much better than you.' 'But... come on Josh. Do I really have to...' you tried to interrupt, but he just cut you off. 'Shut up dude. It's silent time for you when I am speaking. I want to be woken up by the feeling of your lips being pressed nicely and obediently against the bottoms of my dirty feet. That's what's going to wake me up tomorrow, and I don't want to hear an alarmclock going of. No idea how you are going to accomplish that, but I don't really care, figure it out yourself. Now, I have decided that I'm going to lock up the room for the night, because I don't want you walking around the house. I just think we aren't good enough buddies yet for you to have that privilege. So this is your final chance to go potty. Hush, dude.'
It seems strange to think back to that situation now, but Josh had just established so much of his dominance over the course of the weekend, that you didn't even know how to deny these degrading orders. You rather felt relieved that it was only his feet, that he ordered you to kiss. Ashamed, you hung your head and walked to the bathroom as you were ordered, having Josh's chuckles in your ears only add to your humiliation. 'Hahahaha, you little twerp...'. When you were back in your room, he allowed you to take a blanket and a pillow to 'get comfy with', and you lay down right next to your bed. You took your phone out, turned on the alarm clock and set it to vibrate only. Then you put it on your forehead, so it would wake you up for sure, without making a lot of noise.
Josh locked the door and turned the light off. While walking from the door to your bed he took of his shirt, and just threw it around the room carelessly, before he stopped right next to where you were laying and looked down at you. 'How you feel, dude? Nice and comfy down there? Already looking forward to waking me up tomorrow?' You wanted to look away, but with your phone on your forehead you couldn't move without it falling down, so you had to look up at Josh standing there bare-chested, just grinning down at you. You felt unbelievably stupid. 'Sure dude, whatever...' You just wanted him to get in bed and finally leave you be for the night, but it didn't appear to be your choice.
'Yeah, of course you do, hahahaha... Look, I'm going to do you one last favour before going to sleep. So just close your eyes and wait for your surprise.' You quickly closed your eyes, not in order to obey him, but to take the chance to avoid the look of him towering above you. 'Right buddy. Gonna give you something to dream about now.' You barely had time to think about what that was supposed to mean. All you heard was what you now know to be the sound of fabric rubbing against skin and Josh's body moving. Then you felt something soft falling right on your nose, and all of a sudden you were overpowered by Josh's harsh, masculine scent. You didn't know what to do, and actually freezed up and went completely limp for the fracture of a second, before realizing that you had no choice but to lay still and just take it. You took another breath of the terrifying manscent and finally recognized what just happened. 'Yeah, that's what you like, ain't it buddy? You know I prefer to sleep naked, so why shouldn't I put my clothes to some other use during the night? Looking forward to tomorrow already, Stevie. Now just relax and smell my sweaty boxers, that'll give you something to dream about.'
You didn't know what to respond at all, and just layed there, quietly sniffling to yourself for a moment. Josh didn't seem too pleased with this. 'Eh, you still awake? Or did my scent knock you out right away, dude?' he chuckled. 'No, I'm still awake, dude..' you barely managed to say. 'Yeah. Than thank me for sharing my scent with you.' Inadvertently you took another breath, answering 'Thank you, Josh.'. 'Hahahahaha, you little twerp.' With that he snuggled up under the bedspread, leaving you to yourself and his scent.
With the memory of the weekend still burning inside you you quickly turn of your vibrating mobile phone, in order to not wake up Josh. With a strange and unwanted, but yet undeniable sense of awe you realize that his boxers still smell as intense as they did yesterday, when he placed them on your nose. You can't tell why, but the realization is strangely humbling.
You slowly sit up, your back aching from the uncomfortable night on the floor. Josh is still silently sleeping in your bed. Lying on his back, his feet look out from under the covers, wide and strong and dirty. The door is locked, you know what he expects from you, his scent is still in your system.
It's Monday morning, and Josh wishes to be woken up by you. School starts soon. What are you going to do?
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