You might very well wonder why Joey was lying on his belly, fully dressed in business casual clothes, but tied and gagged, on Nate's bed on a Friday evening. Read on. Given what he did, every now and then, Bill had to attend "fucking fuctions" as he called them. You've been to those: the benefit, the celebration, the boring evening where the food is bad and you wind up sitting next to two people you can't stand, so you can hear someone you hate get praised for their working in doing something like increasing the circulation of a magazine. Know what I mean? Well, Bill found himself in one of those "can't get out of it" situations. He had begged off with headaches twice, and he had to bite the bullet and go this time.
"Why the hell do they always schedule them on Friday?" he said to no one in particular, as he sat at the breakfast table with joey and Nate. "Can I go with you Sir?" Joey asked. Nate turned away before he spat his coffee out of his mouth. "Oh no, not this one Joey. Trust me, if I were mean enough I'd make you go in my place, but no, I wouldn't inflict this one on anyone. I'll be back home as soon as I can be, but this is one I've got to take myself. " He smiled.
"Nate, maybe you can figure out something for you and Joey to do tonight? Two young guys, Friday night, the old guy out, you'll figure out something. " Bill's nephew smiled at Joey. "I'm sure we will. Maybe dinner Joey? I know you haven't had a decent pizza in a while." Joey looked down at his belly. Bigger than he wanted it to be, but the week before, Bill had "tooth tickled" him all over it, by pretending to bite him while he was tied down. Thinking about it made him hard. Pizza sounded good. "Yeah, the hell with my diet." "OH JOEY" Bill laughed. "Forget about the diets. You look pretty damn good to me. Now, I'm gonna go to work, you're gonna go to work and we'll catch up later tonight." He came over to give Joey a kiss, and Joey wouldn't let him go. "Love you Sir." "I love you too Joey." He turned to Nate. "C'mere favorite nephew. Thanks for taking care of me, and taking care of Joey." He hugged him as Nate whispered "I'll take care of him. Don't worry." And so, when he got home, before he could get out of his blue button down shirt or his Friday jeans, Nate had grabbed Joey, tied him up, and shoved a gag in his mouth. This was a gag Bill had never used: it was a penis gag, but the penis part was VERY long. Both Bill and Nate had done good jobs of controlling Joey's gag reflex, but this one might have been a test to a rookie cock sucker. Squirming on the bed, as Nate began taking off his shoes, Joey tried to protest, but nothing but a cloud of "MMMMMPH" came out of him.
"You have such a pretty ass Joey. Why don't you wear pants that show it more?" Nate fondled both of Joey's ass cheeks, before he got back to the job of getting his shoes and socks off. Joey DID have a reason for wearing the cut of pants he did. Bill LOVED his ass. And Bill got to see it, unclothed. And in shorts. And in briefs. And that was mighty fine for Joey. No one else needed to. His thinking stopped and his reacting started, as Nate began slowly sucking on each toe on each of his feet. "Like that Joey? Like how that feels? " Joey's ankles were tied, but Nate had his feet securely held in one arm. "MMMPH. MPPPH." Joey was protesting, and laughing at the same time. Bill had never done this. DAMN it was hot!
"If your ass weren't off limits to me boy, I'd have my cock in you right now." Nate whispered into Joey's ear. "But your mouth isn't. And I can TELL you're horny. You're breathing. How about you suck me while I jerk you off." "MMPH HMMM. MMMPH HMMM" Joey was shaking his head yes, vigorously. He enjoyed sucking Nate's cock. Not as much as he liked Bill's, and Bill was always romantic about it. But yeah, a cock to suck on Friday night? Hell yeah.
Nate rolled Joey on his side, and took off the gag. He unzipped Joey's jeans, and then his own. As much as Joey liked sucking cock, Nate loved bringing Joey off. The moans, and little squeals he made, just got Nate harder and hotter. So it was that night, as Joey wrapped his tongue around Nate's cock, after Nate had spat into his hand to get it nice and wet so he could slide, slow or fast, up and down Joey's cock.
Nate had said "You're breathing. That's how I can tell you're horny." That was pretty accurate. Joey thought about sex all day, usually about it with Bill, but not always. He had become confident enough to look back when another guy checked him out. Sometimes he smiled, sometimes they chatted. And he always felt guilty about it. Sometimes, when he and Bill were making love, he'd start thinking about "that hot guy on the street today," or "the guy with the earring who woofed me." Tonight, though, he was thinking about Bill. His ass needed a pounding. He thought back to some of the really excellent ones he had gotten from Bill and ... the next thing, Nate's hand was filled with splooch.
Nate laughed, as he began to pump Joey's mouth faster. "You know, native Americans used to spread the blood of what they killed on their faces. Wonder why we don't do that.... OOOOOOH" He lost it, and Joey wouldn't let his cock go. He swallowed every drop. "Maybe I won't eat as much pizza tonight," he joked Nate sassed him back. "Yeah right. I've seen you plow through a pizza. Ain't nothing stopping you. How's about we get cleaned up and get moving?" "Sounds good. Hey, Nate, would you mind if I asked you something about Bill and I?" "Yeah, sure. What's up?" "Let me clean up. I got him a present, and I wanted to know if you think he'll like it."
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Joey ran off to the bedroom. He wanted to make sure no seed was on his shirt. He liked this one, it fit him well, and Bill liked it too. But he smiled and pulled out a pair of jeans that favored his ass more. Then he pulled the small purple box out of its hiding place. He walked back into Nate's room , smiling.
"First, I've got something for you..." He spun around and showed Nate his ass. "NIce. Get over here. I wanna touch it." And he did, feeling Joey up every bit of the way. "DAMN, that uncle of mine is a HOG" he thought to himself "Now, let me show you this. " He pulled out the purple box. "It's an engagement ring. I'm gonna ask Bill to marry me. " When he saw Nate's face, Joey felt ill. "Oh, Joey. Joey babe. Sit . Sit next to me. " "Did I say something wrong, Nate? " "No, no. You said exactly the right thing and you said it to the right person. I'm so glad you didn't do this. Asking Bill to marry you would have been the WRONG thing to do. A VERY wrong thing." Joey didn't understand. "Doesn't he love me?" Nate grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "He does Joey. OH MAN does he love you. I have never seen my gunc love someone as much as you." He paused, and took a deep breath. "Not even his former wife." Joey drew back. "HUH? His former WIFE? Nate, Bill is gayer than the two of us combined." Nate laughed at that. "Yeah, you're right. He is. But he's also older than... well, ALMOST as old as the two of us combined. Joey, it was a different world. A gymnast, cute, well spoken, wanting to get into a field where it's "MEN MEN MEN" Nate imitated the Monty Python song. "You had to do things you didn't want to do. For Bill, that was one of them." "She didn't know? " Nate laughed. "Oh Joey, if you knew how many times women think of someone else when their man is making love to them. You'd be surprised how easy it is to delude yourself. And she did. She wanted Bill to be straight. VERY VERY BADLY. You saw the pictures of him when he was younger." "Yeah, he was a fox. I'd have gone home with him." Nate laughed some more. "And that was the problem. Too many guys "woulda" and thanks to Bill, too many "did." Vera found him one day. "OH SHIT." "No, no, it wasn't that bad. She kind of expected it, so it wasn't THAT big of a shock. She was just surprised by who it was. It was someone she knew from social events. Sooooooo, she and Bill had a talk. A LONG one. " He stopped for a minute. "I really should be telling you this over drinks, but... you think this house is nice?" "It's great. I really like it." "Tonight we'll drive by Bill's old house. That's where Vera's kids live." "Her kids? " "Yeah, she remarried after the divorce. Had three kids. And then one day, her husband found her in their bedroom. She had swallowed a bottle of pills. The note - which he never made public - said "Tell Bill I'll see him in hell." "OH shit." was all Joey could say. "Besides that kid, know what he'll tell you? You're too young. Bill got married when he was 23. You're what, 21? "TWENTY" Joey shot back. "Yeah, when IS your birthday? "Two months." "Well, I gotta get together with Bill for a celebration plan. But seriously, he's gonna tell you you're too young. You need to get more schooling, meet more people, find someone more suitable than an old man like him." "You sound like you wrote his script." Nate took yet another breath. "You know, Joey, Bill and I talk sometimes. Do you know how many times he wanted to propose to YOU, and talked himself out of it?" Joey looked down. "I... I had no idea. And I love him so much." Nate hugged him. "Yeah, I know. And I told you. He loves you. But kiddo. Neither one of you is ready for marriage. " He patted Joey on his leg. "Look, let's talk about this over beer and pizza. I'm starving. I know you are too. Go put that away. Four years from now, talk to me again. I'll probably tell you to go for it."
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It was difficult for Joey to enjoy himself that night, but Nate worked overtime to cheer him up, to tease him, to point out hot guys. One walked by and stopped. He smiled at Nate. "How's it going? I'm Bruce." "Nate here. Meet my friend Joey." After Joey and Bruce exchanged greetings, Bruce said "so you're busy, I won't bother you. Can I call you some night when you're not?" Nate smiled. "Tomorrow's good." He wrote his number down on a piece of paper. "Hey , look at that. Someone has a date tomorrow. "We BOTH have dates tomorrow. Aren't you going out with that hot older guy? You know, the guy who's gonna fuck you tonight so hard you're gonna scream?" Joey laughed at that comment. "Hey. I have an idea Joey. You know the ballroom in town? They do a gay night once a month . It's very popular. Why don't you take Bill?" Joey smiled. "Already have the tickets. Just got to ask ." Nate looked at him. "Now on that one, Joseph DO. NOT. TAKE. NO. FOR. AN. ANSWER. Hey, here we go. There's the old house." Nate pointed to a place about three times the size of where they lived. "Isn't it huge?" "Yeah, but I bet there's a lot more warmth in our house." Nate smiled. "That's one of the reasons he loves you so much Joey. He knows you're not after his money. Never were." "It's true. Did he tell you that, too?" Nate just focused ahead and drove them home. When he got to the house, he and Joey saw it was still empty: Bill was still at his "thing," as he called it. "Tell ya what Joey? No one needs a third wheel. I'm gonna go and find myself a fourth wheel. Get in there. Have some fun." "I already had fun Nate. I'll have some more." Nate smiled. "I'll see you tomorrow afternoon, bud.
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When Bill got home, he was surprised to see the house lights on. It wasn't TOO late, but it wasn't early either. Why weren't "the boys" as he called them, out having fun? "Hi Sir. " Bill nearly jumped out of his clothes when he heard Joey's voice. He was in the bedroom, fully dressed, lying on his side, reading a magazine. "JOEY! ANGEL BOY! Did you and Nate have a fight?" "Hardly Sir. We had a nice afternoon, a great dinner, and I wanted to be home. " He smiled, his most flirty smile. "I wanted to be 'up' for you. And I am." Bill smiled. "You came home to wait for me. ANGEL BOY. You're young. You should be having fun out with Nate." "Even if I have more fun with you Sir?" He smiled again. "There's room right here, but if you're tired." He winked. "You're always saying you're old, so, if... I understand." "Oh, you pixie." Bill dropped his briefcase, and grabbed Joey by the ribs. He began tickling him. "OLD, HUH? We'll see who's old" "Hahahahahahahahahaha! Ok, ok. Ticking is all well and good. Is the only thing you're gonna use, your fingers?" Bill stared at him and smiled. "No chance." He kissed Joey, and Joey thought "Yup, he's a better kisser." Then he began opening Joey's shirt. "I love the way you look in that shirt, angel boy. I don't know how I keep my hands off you." "I don't either Sir. MMMMMMM. More of that. YES." Bill had begun playing with Joey's nips, as he gently pushed his legs apart, and rubbed against Joey's crotch. "Did you?" "I did Sir. We played when you left. But you didn't. And we didn't play with my butt. And I want you. I want you NOW." "Oh, is that right? Well, we old people... we sometimes take our time to get to things." "Fine with me Sir." Joey reached down to open his jeans, and Bill pushed his hands away. "Uh uh UH. You're not gonna unwrap my present for me." Joey just lay back and let Bill peel away the jeans. He had kicked his sneakers off before he got in the bed, so they weren't in the way. "You dry down there, or moist?" "I could use a little liquid Sir." "Hee hee. I was hoping you'd say that." Bill ran his tongue around the exterior of Joey's hole, and then he began probing in, first a little, then more, and as Joey opened, his tongue went all the way in. "OH YES. OH GOD YES. " Bill licked one of his fingers, and he gently pushed it into Joey. He moaned, and purred, at the sensation. "OH WOW. You don't do that a lot Sir. You gotta do it more. You have magic fingers." Bill smiled at him, and Joey added "And an amazing dick." That amazing dick found its mark , and Bill began to slide into Joey's lubricated ass. "HELL YEAH. HELL YEAH SIR. GEEZ. FUCK ME. FUCK YOUR BOY. MAKE ME FEEL YOU. " "To be young again," thought Bill. Joey was getting hard. It hadn't been THAT long ago that he had left. He and Nate had played, and he was hard again. Bill began to slide back and forth in his angel boy. It was warm that night, and he was sweating. As his sweat fell on Joey, he licked every drop. "Not as good as your cum Sir. But OH, so tasty. " Then, just as Bill pushed, Joey smiled mischievously, and tightened his thighs. "OH YOU SNAKE. YOU GORGEOUS GORGEOUS SNAKE." Bill hadn't intended to, but he shot. He shot BIGTIME. He fell on Joey . "My angel boy. You gave up a Friday night to be with me." "I didn't give up anything Sir. You don't believe me, but it's true. I'd rather be here than anywhere else. As long as you're here. Hug me tonight Sir. Hug me as tight as you can." Bill wrapped his leg around Joey and pulled him in. He caressed Joey's hair. The boy was letting it grow longer now, because he had heard somewhere that Bill liked men with longer hair. Then he dropped a hand to Joey's ass. "Still mine?" "Always Sir. ALWAYS."