Vinnie and frank were sitting in a diner. It was Wednesday, "their" night together, and Vinnie did have plans for what we was going to do to frank that night. First though, he wanted to check in about frank's date two days before. frank shrugged his shoulders.
"Eh, it was alright. Not really what I wanted but.... " "Hmm. He looked handsome." "He is. And ... don't take this the wrong way Sir: he's bigger than you are." Vinnie laughed. "Oh, please. Most people are. You are, frankie. You know my motto 'it's not the pen it's how you sign your name." frank laughed. "Well, maybe you could give him penismanship lessons." "Not good sex?" Again, frank shrugged. "What can I say? I mean, he threw a fuck in me that was good. He was careful: SO careful. And he kissed while we were fucking, he did all the right things, but..." "Let me guess. He wasn't rough enough for you." "Maybe that's it, I dunno. He wouldn't tie me up, he wouldn't gag me, he just wanted a solid fuck. Then he didn't stay." Vinnie was shaking his head. "He sounds like a perfect gentleman frankie. First date, being careful, doesn't wanna hurt you." "YOU tie me up, Sir. You haven't hurt me." "And I'm gonna tie you up again tonight, and I'm not gonna hurt you." Vinnie smiled. "Look, frankie, he wasn't much older than you - maybe even younger. I keep telling you, I got WAY more experience than any three of you put together. I know what I'm doing. " He teased frank by knocking frank's loafer off his foot. "You probably won't find that in a younger guy." "Then where, Sir? I mean, I know. . you were clear about why you wanted me to do this, but... Damn it, Vinnie, whatever pen the guy uses, can't I get what I want?" Vinnie sighed. "You want it rougher. You want someone who doesn't care what you want, and just... takes over." "YES! " frank began to laugh. "What I want... is someone who doesn't care what I want." Vinnie smiled. "Ok. Tell ya what. We're seeing each other on Saturday, right?" "Yes sir." "Ok, how's about this? We'll go out again. To a rougher bar. Together. We'll sit and talk about it before we go, and then.. let's see how it works." frank joked "Maybe meet my Prince Charming?" Vinnie laughed. "I think more likely you'll meet your Lord of Darkness. Now finish your burger. Let's go. Don't make me regret taking my pills."
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Back at "the dorm," Vinnie had frank shirtless, on the bed, pinned down. Vinnie lay on one arm, holding down frank's other wrist. His free hand was on frank's left nipple, squeezing, twisting, and frank was moaning. "OH FUCK. OH FUCK. How the hell do you always know where to.........OH SHIT." Vinnie smiled as he squeezed a part of frank's nipple that he knew drove frank crazy. "Wait until I get my teeth on that little baby, bottomboy" "NO. NO. NOT TONIGHT. NOT. OHHHHHHHHHFUCK." Vinnie just moved in and took the nipple in his teeth. "THIS is what he wants," Vinnie thought. And some more thoughts raced through his head. He knew someone. Yeah, he did. "FUCK ME SIR. PLEASE. PLEASE FUCK ME." frank was moaning, and Vinnie was smiling. He had straddled frank's chest, and now he was working both nipples. "See if you can sit up frankie. If you can, I buy dinner next time. If you can't, it's on you." frank growled and pushed, only to have Vinnie squeeze his nipples hard, and to fall back on the bed. "I'M GONNA KILL YOU OLD MAN. IF YOU DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT MY BOOBS." "But I do frankie. I do. And I'm gonna use them any time I get the chance." frank gave up struggling. He kept whimpering, and he began squirming with his hips. "I'm gonna FUCK you pretty boy. The first man who ever did. I'm gonna do it again. "YES SIR. PLEASE. PLEASE. " Vinnie opened up frank's jeans and slid them off. He smiled when he saw that frank was wearing a thong. He didn't wear them when he worked, but if he were going out with Vinnie he did. "Good boy. You learned a lot" Vinnie thought. "How many more times am I gonna have this? " he thought. "As many as I can," he answered himself, as he pushed frank's legs up. They had developed a system: frank would hold his knees the way divers did when they came off the board. "I think you need some juice in there tonight frankie," Vinnie smiled "YES SIR. YES SIR. EAT MY MANPUSSY. EAT ME . GET ME WET." As he dove in with his tongue, Vinnie reminisced about how far frankie had come since that first night. He was about to "come out" in a big way. Vinnie knew it. He'd be there to help, and that meant, well, he had to do a few things. First though: the pills HAD kicked in and he was raring. He knew the contours of frank's ass so well by now, that it was a breeze to get all the way in, and to find the spots that drove frankie crazy. "NO SIR. NOT THAT TONIGHT. PLEASE. IT'S... IT'S TOO SENSITIVE.. OH SHIT...." frank threw his head back. He was breathing fast and hard. He wasn't caged that night, and Vinnie had grabbed his cock while he fucked him. "Let's try to synchronize frankie. We never cum together. Now or never." "Yes sir. Yes....." Vinnie knew that he had more control than frank did, so he worked frank slowly, and didn't slide his cock at all while frank was moaning and bucking. When the bucking got faster, Vinnie started pumping faster. "SIR VINNIE. SIR VINNIE. I'M GONNA SHOOT. I'M GONNA SHOOT. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGH" Vinnie was a little later, but not by much. "Can you hug me Sir? Please? Just a bit." Vinnie swallowed back his emotions, and embraced frank. frank tried to surprise him by moving to roll Vinnie over. He was greeted by a knee to his crotch. "NAH NAH. None of that shit frankie. Whatever else happens, with us: I'm on top. ALWAYS. " "Yes sir. Yes. That's the way it's supposed to be." Vinnie looked at him. "Saturday, before we go out, you're gonna get shaved. I waited too long." frank gulped. He wasn't much of a fan of shaving, but... okay, if Vinnie said it, it would happen.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx "PAUL YOU FUCKING OLD TWO BUCK WHORE. VINNIE HERE." Vinnie was calling up someone he had known for years. Paul answered right back "In your best day you never got two bucks for that needle dick of yours. GOOD TO HEAR FROM YA VINNIE. I haven't been out lately but, rumor has it... you've got quite the stallion." "Yeah, frankie. Long story, but it's true. " He laughed. "He's young enough to be my grandson." "And you're topping him? How much Viagra are you using, old man?" "Too much. It's worth it. He's fucking hot. Broke him in. He WAS a virgin but those days are gone forever. But Paul, listen, I wonder if I could ask you for a favor?" "You can always ask." "Would you fuck my boy?" Paul began to laugh. "Now, SHIT. I've been asked a LOT of strange shit in my life. Boys asking me to do strange shit to them, friends asking for weird favors, but I gotta tell you Vinnie: no one has EVER asked me to fuck their younger boyfriend. What's going on?" "Well, I'm still gonna be fucking him but, you know. 75 can't go into 30 as often as we may like. And so far, besides me, he's only had one other guy. "And how did that go?" "Not rough enough for him." "Hmmm . This is sounding kinda hot. Are you gonna be there if I do this?" "No. And what I wanna do, if you're up for it, is pretend we don't know each other. We'll meet at Roughshod on Saturday, say about 11. I'll introduce you and maybe... if you like him." "You got a picture you can send me bitch? " "Hang on. I just learned how to use these damn things." Vinnie found a picture he had taken of frank holding his jacket over his shoulder, wearing jeans and a blue shirt, with three buttons opened. It was taken right after a shave. "HOLY SHIT. He a body builder?" "Personal trainer." "AND HE'S A FUCKING BOTTOM?" "No interest in anything else. " "GEEZ. Lemme get a handkerchief. I'll see you on Saturday. Vinnie, if this works, I owe you. BIG TIME." "You're right bitch. See you then." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Vinnie was at "the dorm" on Saturday. He took frank to dinner and then, when they got back to the apartment, he said one word: "STRIP" "Yes sir" frank answered. He knew he was going to be shaved, and he slipped his hands through the stirrups on the bed so he didn't move too much. He still wasn't caged, but Vinnie was gonna take care of that tonight. "Yeah, it's mostly stubble, but you're gonna be much more desirable to the man of your dreams if you're absolutely clean. Shearer isn't gonna do much good tonight, frankie, so just hold very, VERY still." Vinnie was shaving frank with a straight edge razor. It was very painstaking work, especially around frankie's cock. It would be wrong to say frank wasn't nervous about that. He closed his eyes, and tried to regulate his breathing the way he would if he were lifting. "ALL DONE sweetcakes. DAMN do I wanna fuck you right now." Vinnie smiled, and locked the cage on frank. "Sir, it's up to you." "Heh heh. I know it is, but frankie boy, if you're lucky, in about four hours, you'll have another cock inside of you. Twice in four hours? You're not ready for that yet. " He pulled frank's wrists out of the restraints. "Now, let's get you dressed. This isn't a preppy boy bar, frankie, so.... go find me your oldest, rattiest wife beater. "THIS one?" frank showed him one that was frayed, graying a little, that carried a bit of a whiff of frank, even though it was washed. Vinnie smiled. "Try it on." It wasn't a belly shirt, but it was close. frank's nipples pointed through it, and you could see that he had been shaved recently. "That's gonna work just fine. Now get on those tight jeans I like so much. " frank had good taste in jeans, but a pair that Charlene had given him, just made his ass look outstanding. "PERFECT. Now old Vinnie's gotta get ready. Won't take long." Vinnie reached into his bag, and pulled out a black wife beater. "Now, we just gotta accessorize . C'mere frankie." When frank got closer, Vinnie put a leather band around his right bicep. "Know what that means, stud?" "No Sir." "It means that you're a bottom. You're looking for someone to fuck you. " "Well, ok but..." "Shaddup big mouth. Maybe someone'll gag you tonight, but not yet. " Vinnie pulled out a gray handkerchief and put it in frank's back right pocket. "It's old school. Kids ain't gonna know. That's telling someone "tie me up." frank smiled. "It's like the flags at a car race." Vinnie began to laugh. "More than you can imagine. One last thing, frankie." He took out a thin leather collar and put it around frank's neck. "You see this ring? A leash goes in it. I'll have the leash. If you meet someone, I'll hand him the leash. Then you're his for the night. " "I'm nervous Vinnie. More like scared shitless. "Well that's good. Because shitting is not an option right now." He saw the nerves on frank's face. "C'mon. Give Vinnie a kiss. You're gonna be fine , stud. You're gonna be just fine."
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Half an hour later, frank found himself bound to a St Andrew's cross. He had a gag in his mouth, and blindfolds on. Those leather gloves were passing over his body, taking their time. Moans were coming out of the sides of frank's mouth. His wife beater had been shredded not long after they came in. He heard something tinkling, then he felt the cold metal of nipple clamps. Stronger ones than Vinnie used. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH" he tried to scream. He couldn't see Paul smiling. "Yeah, this is a REAL pretty one. If Vinnie hadn't gotten there first.... "I'm gonna take out the gag, and then... you're gonna hold this tit clamp chain in your mouth. You understand me, bitch?" frank shook his head yes. "Ok. " The gag came out, and frank felt the metal at his lips. He closed his mouth on it. "PUT YOUR HEAD UP. LIKE YOU'RE WATCHING A FUCKING UFO" When frank did, he thought he was gonna rip his nipples out . He dropped the chain. "FUCCCCCCCCCK. That hurts." Paul's response was a strong slap to frank's caged cock. "GONNA HURT A LOT MORE IF YOU DROP IT AGAIN. UNDERSTAND ME, BITCH?" Panting, frank answered "yes sir. I understand." "Close your mouth on the chain. NOW" frank had to make up his mind: he was just going to hurt. He felt Paul loosen his jeans, and then... he heard the key in his cage. He felt his cock shoot out, so he didn't need to see: he was rigid. He felt strips of rawhide going around the base of his balls. Paul yanked the strips, and tied them to the nipple clamp chains. "That's how I like my boy. Hard, hot, and helpless." He reached behind frank to take off the blindfold. He liked to see fear in his boys' faces, and he saw it in frank's. frank was thinking "what the FUCK have I gotten myself into?" and thought it more, when Paul started rolling his balls in his hand. That leather glove... it was making his skin so sensitive, and he had been locked up. But ... the pain from the rawhide, the tit clamps... Paul knew the "rules" for this kind of thing. frank wasn't his. He could fuck him, but just not with his cock. He showed frank the large, thick dildo he was gonna use. "Got a problem with this boy? Not that I give a shit. Heh heh." He stepped behind frank, and began sliding the dildo in. The combination of the pain on his balls, his nipples, and now his ass, was horrible and exquisite. frank wanted to cum so badly. After Paul had slipped the dildo all the way in, he came back around to frank's front. "Drop the chain cunt." frank did, and even more pain went through his body. When Paul took off the clamps, he SCREAMED. "Heh heh. I like it when my boy likes what I'm doing. You like this bitch frank?" "YES SIR. " frank was sweating as much as he did during a hard workout, and he WAS enjoying it. THIS is what he had wanted with Luis. Paul went back behind him, and twisted the dildo. Another scream came out of frank. One more turn. "PLEASE SIR. PLEASE. NO MORE. NO MORE. " Paul came around front again and gave frank a stern look. "I OUGHTTA TAKE THESE FROM YOU BOY. " He squeezed frank's balls. "You don't need them , bottom , do you?" "No Sir. You're right. I don't need them. " "Well, maybe next time, I will." There was a clock in Paul's place, and it showed 1:55. "Your DOM is coming to pick you up. I guess I better collect my toy." Pulling the dildo out of him, was as stimulating as putting it in. Just as Paul got it out, there was a knock on the door. It was Vinnie. "HEY. How'd my boy do?" "He was adequate. You don't train him hard enough. Vinnie came over and looked frank in the eye. "You letting me down boy? Do I leave you overnight?" It was the last thing frank wanted. He wanted to sleep in Vinnie's arms. "If that's what you want Sir. " "What I want.. is for you to show my bud how far you can shoot." Vinnie began to edge frank. It didn't take much. He was so overstimulated that... he closed his eyes and yelled "THANK YOU SIR." before he shot one that went about two feet from the cross. "Thank you SIRS. THANKYOU THANK YOU." Paul was taking frank down from the cross. He squeezed frank's cheeks together so he could force his mouth open and kiss him. He kissed him a long time. "Sweetcakes. You can come back anytime you want. For the REAL thing." Exhausted, frank said "thank you Sir," weakly. He whispered to Vinnie:
Can we go home now? " "Put on a t shirt frankie." Vinnie had taken an extra one with him. frank winced as he pulled it over his sore nipples. "I'm calling a car right now. " frank fell asleep in the car, and Vinnie woke him up, and helped him to the apartment. "You want me to stay frankie, or do you hate me?" "NO SIR. PLEASE. PLEASE STAY. OH. OH GOD SIR OH GOD. IT WAS AWFUL IT WAS GREAT IT WAS EVERYTHING. " frank slept until about 11:30 the next morning. He didn't hear Vinnie leave. As he stumbled around to make coffee, frank saw the text on his phone. "Here's Paul's info. Call him anytime you want. We'll talk on Wednesday, see what else to do." frank smiled. He and Vinnie never talked about it, but he began making regular visits to Paul.