Lukas had gone straight home after school since he had nothing else to do. He let himself drop on the bed. Alec wasn’t there, so he assumed he left a while ago. Lukas rolled onto his back, staring at his ceiling. He wondered when Tate was going to show up. Not that he was excited. Quite the contrary. He was scared of what was going to happen. And the longer it took for Tate to text him, the more time he had with his thoughts. He grabbed his pillow and covered his face with it. He was starting to regret telling Tate anything. If he had just kept quiet, none of this would be happening. He would still be living his quiet life.

Lukas's phone went off. He flung the pillow against the wall and lunged towards it.

Unknown: I'm here. Open the door.

Lukas jumped out of his bed and ran to the door, stubbing his toe on the chair on his way. He held back the tears and stood in front of the door. His toe was pulsating, and his heart was beating rapidly. The moment had finally arrived. Lukas took a deep breath and opened the door.

Tate stood in front of him in his regular clothes. Lukas could have only guessed that he had gone home to change before coming. Lukas took the time to look at him. Tate looked good in regular clothes. But then again, he didn't look bad in the school uniform either.

"Are you going to let me in, or would you rather we do this shit here?"

"No." Lukas shook his head and opened the door wider. "Come in."

Tate stepped inside and started to look around. Lukas didn't have an extravagant apartment, but it was all his mother could afford. It had two reasonable-sized bedrooms, a large bathroom, and the living room and kitchen were in the same room. It was perfect for two people. And it was the only place he called home.

"Are we alone?"

"Yeah." Lukas nodded. "My mom's not coming back until the weekend."

"And your dad?"

"I don't have one," Lukas said. He noticed Tate frowned slightly. It was different than the other looks he would get. He was used to having a look of pity when he mentioned not having a father. Most people thought his father had died, but that was never the case. He just never had one. "Um... my room’s over here."

Lukas headed to his room with Tate following closely behind him. Lukas went to his bed after closing the door behind them. He was nervous now that Tate was actually there in his room. He noticed the bag Tate was holding, and he clenched his fists.

"Let’s start."

"Um... what are we going to do exactly?”

"Why do you care? Don't you wanna be cured of your E.D?"

Lukas lowered his head. He knew that Charlie's advice wouldn't work. Tate didn't care how he felt or how this situation troubled him.

Tate sighed, plunged his hand into the bag he was carrying and pulled out a small box. He kneeled in front of Lukas and showed it to him.

"This is a cock ring. It helps guys maintain their erections. The difference is this one vibrates." Tate opened the box, showing the ring to Lukas. "It'll keep you erect and stimulate you at the same time, and when you're ready to cum we remove it."

Lukas looked at the ring. It was a transparent purple color. He had heard of cock rings before. He just never thought of using one for his particular problem. Lukas thought about it for a minute. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with this particular plan. It actually sounded straightforward.

"O...okay."

Tate nodded and got up. He took a few steps backward and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Take off your pants and make yourself comfortable, I guess." Lukas started to fidget again. "Well, what are you waiting for?"

"Um... are you going to stay there?"

"Are you serious right now?" Tate glared at him. "You're gonna act all embarrassed now?" Tate walked over to Lukas, looming over him. "Stop acting like a fucking virgin and strip, or else I'm leaving."

Lukas was really beginning to hate Tate's ultimatums. But he knew he was right. If he really wanted this, he had to stop being so embarrassed and let Tate help him. Lukas rose from the bed and removed his pants and boxers. He kicked them to the side and stood in front of Tate, half-naked with his hands covering his junk.

Tate sighed and shook his head. He grabbed the cock ring on the bed and handed it to Lukas. Then he reached back into the box and pulled out a remote that he kept.

"Put it on." Lukas didn't protest. He slipped it onto his limp member, making sure it was at the base. "Sit down." Lukas did as he was told and sat on the edge of his bed. "I'm going to start it. Gradually I'll increase the intensity."

Lukas nodded. It sounded simple enough. Tate held the remote in his hand and pressed the button. Lukas's legs squeezed together as he felt the light vibrations. It felt like small little needles gently stabbing the base of his cock. It was more uncomfortable than arousing. Lukas grabbed the blanket off his bed and slowly released his legs, trying to relax. He took deep breaths and tried to focus on the feeling. After a few seconds, he got used to the feeling and even felt his cock twitch.

"I'm going to increase it now."

Tate pressed the button again. Lukas gasped, and he fell back onto the bed. The gap between the two intensities was too big. If the first was needles, the second one felt like someone was furiously shaking his cock.

"Start touching yourself."

Lukas reached his trembling hand down towards his hardening cock and wrapped his fingers around it. It was the first time he had ever tried to touch himself. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do. His hand began moving up and down, slowly at first. His hand felt weird. He wasn’t used to it. He moved his hand faster. Lukas tried to relax and let himself be taken by the sensation, but it wasn't working.

Tate pressed the button again without warning. The vibrations became much stronger. Lukas’s hand immediately let go, and his legs squeezed tightly. He didn’t like this. It was different than the two other settings. Lukas curled up into a ball.

"I-it hurts."

"Stop overreacting. It's doesn’t hurt."

"I ca-can't." Lukas shook his head. "Tate."

Lukas had tears in his eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. He wanted it to stop. Tate sighed. He turned off the vibrations and approached the bed.

"Sit up."