Held For Ransom!

The first thing that Gavin was aware of when he woke up was that he had a hell of a headache.  The next thing, when he opened his eyes, was that he had some kind of bag over his head.  Then, in rapid succession, that he had to piss, he was sitting on a hard chair and that his hands were tied behind his back and that he was naked.

“Hey, it looks like he’s coming around.” a male voice said.

“Get this fucking bag off of my head, it smells like dirty jockstraps.” Gavin said.

“We can’t do that yet.” another male voice said.

“Okay, in that case…” Gavin replied.  He then let out a long, blood curdling scream while at the same time opening his legs and pissing his bladder empty.

“Okay, wait, Motherfuck.” a voice said and the bag was lifted off of his head.  

At first his eyes wouldn’t focus but then he was able to see, standing in front of him, two tall middle aged men, one black and one white in a dim, unfinished basement.

“We’re going to keep you here a while, until your family pays to get you back.” the white guy said.

“Jesus, my luck.  In the movies the person gets kidnapped by Daniel Craig and Tom Hardy or George Clooney.  I get the salt and pepper Boris Karloffs.”

The two men just stared at him, obviously unaware of what he meant.

“Untie my hands; I have to use the toilet.” Gavin then said.

“You’ll have to wait until we get things fixed up upstairs before we can do that.” the black guy said.

“Look, Snowflake, I ate Taco Bell last night and I need to go now.  Otherwise, there’s going to be a real mess all over me, this chair and probably the floor.  And I’m the prisoner so I’m not cleaning it up.”

The two men looked at him, and then one moved around behind him and untied him.  When he was free, he stood up and stretched, arms over his head.

“I thought you needed a toilet so bad.” Gil said.

“I lied.  I just wanted to be untied. Fuck, I’ve got a headache.” he said.

“That’s probably from where Gil bopped you on the head and knocked you out.” the white guy said.

Gavin felt his head and discovered a lump the size of a hen’s egg on top.  Turning back to Gil, he swung his arm and slapped him full palm across the face.  Gil looked horrified for a second, then brought his hand up to his cheek and cradled it.

“If you ever hit me again, motherfucker, I’ll rip your dick out by the roots and eat it raw in front of you.”   Gavin turned to the white guy and bowed his head, parting his curly hair as he did so.  “Is there blood?” he asked.

“No, there’s just a bump.” he said.

“Yeah, well, maybe next time I’ll just shoot your skinny ass.” Gil then said.

“Nobody is going to pay you anything for my dead body, bozo.” Gavin said.  Then, becoming aware that he was standing in front of the two of them nude, he reached around and felt his ass.

“Did you two rape me while I was knocked out?” he asked.

“No, no, nothing like that.” Gil said, looking horrified.

“Well, you don’t have to act that way about it.  I’m a good looking guy and I’ve got a world class ass.  Why wouldn’t you want to rape me?”

“We don’t go in for the gay stuff.” the white guy said.

Gavin looked at the two of them for a minute and then he started to laugh.  In another minute, he was laughing so hard that he had to sit back down on the chair.

“What’s so funny about that?” the white guy asked.

When he was able to reply, Gavin said, “For a couple of jokers who ‘don’t go in for the gay stuff’, you two really chose the wrong sissy.  The next few days should be like a college course for the two of you.”

They both looked mystified as Gavin’s laughter finally ceased.

“Okay,” he said, “let’s see what kind of a place you picked to hold me captive in.”

Before either of his abductors could reply, he’d crossed the basement and started up the stairs.  The two kidnappers hurried to catch up with him.

When they reached the top of the steps Gavin looked over his shoulder at Gil who was right behind him.

“You can touch my ass.” he said to him.  “I know you want to.”

Gil shifted his eyes to his shoes instead of the plush buns in front of him.  He had, actually, been wondering what it must feel like.

Gavin opened the door at the top of the stairs and stepped into a kitchen that looked like it hadn’t been updated since 1970.

“What a dump.” he said, looking at his two mystified captors.  “Bette Davis. ‘What a dump” he repeated, making a smoking gesture.

They still just stared at him.

“Has anyone ever told you two that you’re a fucking laugh riot?” he then asked them.

“No.” was all the white guy replied.

“There’s a reason for that.” Gavin said.

He stood looking at his captors in the bright kitchen.  Both of them looked a lot better than they had in the basement.  They were both probably in their late forties, slim and muscular looking.  Neither one was handsome but they were both attractive and exuded masculinity.  And both of them looked like they had very promising bulges in the crotches of their slacks.

They in turn looked at him.  At 20 years old, he was in the first blush of manhood.  His body had become taut and muscled from regular exercise and while he wasn’t bulked up, he was well built.  His hair was a little long but it was a mass of loose, honey colored curls.  And his cock, on prominent display, while average in size and length, was also beautifully shaped and proportioned.

Gavin leaned back and rested his butt against the counter while gazing at the two men.

“I must say, you two look pretty good in the light.  I’ve always had a weakness for the daddy type, anyway.  I think we’re going to become great friends.”  He caught the white guy’s eye and asked, “What’s your name, you never did say?”

“I’m Ken.” the white guy said.

Gavin knew that the men were trying not to look at his nude body, even though they both kept casting glances his way.

“Where are my clothes and shoulder pack, by the way?” he asked them.

“They’re in the bedroom.” Ken replied.

“In the bedroom?  You undressed me in the bedroom?  And then you took turns raping my ass, I bet.” Gavin said.

“We did not.” Gil said.  “We just undressed you so that if you woke up, you couldn’t run away.”

“And because you wanted to get a look at my goodies, right?”

Both men looked highly uncomfortable.

Gavin grinned and said, “Let’s get a look at the rest of this chamber of horrors.”

He stepped into the short hallway and walked to the front screen door, closely followed by Gil and Ken.  As he stood looking out at the landscape he said, “Now this is what I call a depressing view.”

There wasn’t really anything to see, just parched land off to the horizon, a two lane road going by in front and a parked car, all under a sky roughly the same color as the earth.

“Jesus, this is the kind of place where people slash their wrists just so they won’t have to look at the scenery anymore.  Please tell me you don’t own this place.”

“We rented it when we decided to grab you because it’s so isolated.” Ken said.

“Fuck, who did you rent it from, the Manson family?  What a shit hole.”

Gavin turned away from the door and opened the door nearest him.  It was a smelly closet.  The next door led into a bedroom with a lumpy looking queen sized bed under the window.  He went into the room and opened a drawer in the dresser and pulled out sheets and pillowcases.

“At least we have clean linens.” he said.  He handed the bundle of bedclothes to Ken and said, “Go hang these over the porch rails and air them out.”

Ken just turned and did as he’d been instructed.

Gil, meanwhile, followed Gavin into the room on the other side of the hall.  It was a living room, just as dismal as the rest of the house.

“This must be party central.” Gavin said to Gil.  He pushed a door and was back in the sunny kitchen again.  Ken reappeared at the same time.

Gavin crossed over and opened the refrigerator.  There were eggs, butter, milk and a loaf of bread lined up on one shelf, the rest of the space empty.

“At least I can make us some scrambled eggs and toast.” he told his jailers.  “Somebody is going to have to go to the store, though.  I need whole grain bread and I have to have yogurt.  Maybe some wine, too.  I’ll make out a list.”

He opened a narrow door on the wall near the refrigerator and on a hook inside hung an old fashioned bib apron, a flowery print with a ruffle around the front and on the pocket.  Gavin took it down, put his arms through the straps and tied it around his waist.  His front was entirely covered but his back and rounded ass cheeks were on full display.

“Sit down, gentlemen, and let me cook breakfast.  It isn’t even 10 AM yet.  And my headache is much better, Gil, thank you for asking.”

Gil, as usual this morning, looked like he didn’t know how to reply.

The kidnappers sat down at the kitchen table as Gavin bustled about, washing dishes and then setting about making breakfast.  He was humming to himself the whole time and finally, as he stood at the stove scrambling eggs, he began to sing.

“When my baby

When my baby smiles at me

I go to Rio

De Janeiro…”

Ken and Gil both watched, almost mesmerized.  Gavin began to dance in place as he sang, shaking his hips and shoulders.  The skimpy apron that he wore framed his smooth ass cheeks.  The rounded globes shook as he danced; firm but not so firm that they lacked bounce.  Ken and Gil, against their will, watched the movements and both felt the beginning of life stirring in their dicks.

Suddenly, Gavin stopped singing and stood completely still.

“Are you two looking at my ass?” he asked without looking around.

Ken and Gil both started then looked down at the tabletop.

“I thought so.” Gavin said.  “You’d damned well better be.”

He began to hum again as he filled 3 plates with the food he’d prepared.  He carried one plate over to the table and set it down it front of Ken, and then before Ken could react he reached down and gave a squeeze to his half hard cock.  Ken grabbed his wrist and pulled his hand away.

“Relax; I just wanted to see if there was any hope there.” Gavin said, drawing his arm back.  He went to the counter and picked up another plate and carried it to set in front of Gil.  Gil reacted by putting both hands in his lap, shielding his crotch from view.

“Too late for you, sucker.” Gavin said.  “I could see that half hard in your pants from across the room.  I already know you had a reaction.”

Both Gil and Ken looked sheepish as Gavin brought his own plate over and sat down.  First, he tasted his eggs, and then added a little salt.  He reached his fork over, tasted the eggs on Ken’s plate and then did the same to Gil’s.  Afterward, he shook a little salt onto both plates and began to eat.

“Hey, Gavin,” Ken said, “you do realize that you’ve been kidnapped, that we’re holding you for ransom?”

“Well, of course, you big dummy.  But you two are hardly desperate criminals and you’re both pretty cute.  Besides, I want you to get some of my grandpa’s money.”

“You do?” asked Gil, amazed.

“Sure, why not?  That old son-of-a-bitch has more than he can ever use, he should have to share it instead of just hoarding it.  I intend to help you get some.  Now, eat your breakfast before it gets cold.”

After a few mouthfuls Gavin asked, “So, how did you two meet?”

Gil glanced over at Ken before he replied, “In prison.”

“Oh, hell yeah.” Gavin said.  “You bonded over some young boy ass you were raping, right?”

Ken gave him a disdainful look and said, “No, we shared a cell.”

“So, like, after lights out you took turns banging each other’s butt?”

“No.” Gil said.

“You did suck each other off from time to time?”

“No, we didn’t.” Ken said.

“At least jerked off together?” Gavin asked.

Neither Gil nor Ken replied and Gavin said, “What’s the point of going to prison if you can’t rape young first timers or else have big Nation of Islam dicks or big Aryan Brotherhood cocks running a train on your ass hole 24/7?”

“It isn’t like that where we were.” Ken said.

“Why were you in prison?”

“You’re not supposed to ask that but we were both in for forgery.” Gil replied.

Gavin looked highly disappointed as he said, “Fuck, a real pair of desperadoes.”  Then he brightened up and asked, “Did you stab anybody while you were there?”

Ken and Gil both just concentrated on eating breakfast.

The three sat at the table, Gil and Ken with puzzled looks on their faces that hadn’t disappeared by the time Gavin rose to serve them each more coffee.

When he sat back down, Gavin asked, “So, what’s the plan?”

“We were thinking that we’d call your grandpa and tell him that we wanted $100,000 or else he’d never see you again.” Ken said.

Gavin sat up straighter in his chair, an annoyed look at his face.  He looked at each kidnapper in turn and then he said, “$100,000.  That’s all you think I’m worth?  I’m the scion of the 3rd richest family in the country and you’re only asking $100,000 for my release.  That’s pretty fucking cheap.”

He looked at each of the other men in turn and then he said, “You’re going to ask for at least a half a million and that’s pretty damned bargain basement.  My bastard grandpa has more than that hidden in the safe in his office.  You two can be pretty insulting, if you ask me.”

“We’ll ask for more, don’t get pissed off.” Gil said.  “This is our first ransom; we didn’t know how much you are worth.”

“Okay, but you’d better ask for big bucks.” He smiled then and said, “Anyway, you two are too hot for me to stay mad at.  How are you going to give him the ransom demand?”

“We thought we’d just call him up.” Ken said.

Gavin looked at them both again for a long minute and then he said, “And you know his private number?  How are you going to call him?  If he’s at his office, you couldn’t get through all of his staff if you tried.  I can’t even get through.  And, if he’s at home, forget it.  The servants get paid extra to make sure no one reaches him at home.”

Gil and Ken just looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

“Fuck, it’s a good thing I’m here.” Gavin said.  He got up and started rifling through the kitchen drawers until he found what he was looking for, a pen and a pad of paper.  He started back to his chair, then detoured to where Ken sat and swung ken’s legs out from under the table and sat down on his lap.

“Now, I’m going to make out a list of what we’ll need.  I’ve got money in my wallet, so don’t worry about that.”

He twitched his hips, settling more comfortably on Ken’s lap and began to write.  Ken looked over at Gil, a helpless look on his face.  He was all too aware of the heat radiating from Gavin’s ass onto his trapped crotch.

After a minute or so, Gavin finished his list and said, “You’re going into town, Ken.  Gil can stay here and guard me.  Now, make sure you get my yogurt.  If you come back without it, I’m going to spank you.  And fruit.  I need some fresh fruit.  I even wrote out the brands you should get, so try to stay to the list.  And a newspaper, try to get today’s ‘USA Today’.  That’s generic; they won’t be able to fix a location from it.  And the last thin, two throwaway phones.  VERY important, don’t you dare come back without them.  As a matter of fact, don’t come back unless you get everything on the list.”

He wrapped his arm over Ken’s shoulders and said, “Understand, Huckleberry?”

“I’ve got it.” Ken said in a low voice.  Gavin squirmed a bit more on his lap and then said, “I do declare, it feels like I’m sitting on a two by four in your lap.”

He stood up and Gil saw Ken steal a quick glance at his butt.

Gavin went into the bedroom for a moment and then returned with $200 in his hand.

“This should cover it.” he said, handing the cash to Ken.  “Get us some wine, too.  I don’t care what kind, I just adore cheap wine.”

Ken stood up as if unsure what to do next and Gavin shooed him toward the front door.

“Get moving, we have things to do.” he told him.

After Ken had left, he returned to the kitchen where Gil was sitting and began the breakfast dishes.  Gil watched him, mostly looking at the deep crease between his hairless buns.

When the dishes were stacked to dry, Gavin turned around and said, “Okay, Toots, it’s just you and me.  I think I saw some magazines in that dismal parlor, we can at least catch up on the gossip while Ken’s gone.”

He turned and went through the door to the front room and Gil hurried behind him.  In the room, Gavin was already bent over the stack of outdated magazines on the coffee table, sorting through them with his ass facing Gil.  At last he stood up and tossed half of the magazines on the sofa, then sat down in the overstuffed chair directly across.

“You sit on the sofa.” he told Gil.  “I don’t want you trying to get fresh with me.”

He started leafing through a magazine and Gil sat down and did the same.  From where Gil sat, he was able to see up under the apron that Gavin still wore and he could see his soft cock and surprisingly large balls nestled between his thighs.  He looked back down at his magazine, trying to read a story but soon was conscious of Gavin moving around.  He glanced at him and Gavin seemed absorbed in what he was reading except he’d drawn one leg up and rested his foot on the chair seat.  His cock and balls were totally uncovered and Gil could see the beginning of the deep crease of his ass under his ball sack.

He tried not to look, glancing down at his magazine again and tried to understand the printed words.  After another minute or two, Gavin sighed out loud and squirmed again.  When Gil glanced across at him, he’d thrown his leg over the arm of the chair and his ass cheeks were slightly parted.  Gil was sure he could see the tight dark rosebud of his ass hole.

He was becoming highly uncomfortable and his dick, without his consent, was starting to harden and creep down his leg.  He wished now that he’d been the one to go to town.

After a few more minutes, Gavin stood up and took off his apron.

“Jesus, they must have bought this furniture from a torture chamber that was going out of business.” he said.  “There’s no way to sit comfortably on this chair.”

He dropped to his knees and rested his elbows on the chair seat while he looked at his magazine, which meant that his plump ass was now turned toward Gil.  Gil could see his ball sack hanging between his legs and the dark furrow that divided his ass.  He couldn’t help wondering what it would be like to stick his dick between them and watch it disappear.  His rebellious dick was entirely hard and throbbing now.

Gavin started to hum again and sway his hips in time to his music.  Gil sat and watched.

After another few minutes, Gavin looked over his shoulder and said, “Hey, I know, let’s play a game.”

Gil pretended to be absorbed in his magazine as he asked, “What kind of game?”

“It’s really fun.” Gavin replied, then wheeled around and crawled the few feet over to Gil and crouched between his thighs.  “It’s my very favorite game.  It’s called ’We Get Your Dick Out And I Suck On It’.”

“I don’t think so.” Gil replied.

Gavin reached over and ran his finger along the hard piece of meat that was swelling beneath Gil’s pant leg.

“Your mouth is saying no but your dick is saying yes.” he said and began to tickle the tip of the swollen head under the fabric.

“What do you expect, flouncing your ass around in front of me and then talking about sucking my dick?” Gil said.

Gavin closed his hand around the stiff meat and replied, “This is exactly what I expect unless you’re dead already.  No one will ever know.  Come on, I give expert blowjobs.”

Perched on his knees between Gil’s legs, Gavin stared into his eyes and then reached for his belt.  Gil grabbed his hands but then let him go and Gavin unbuckled the belt, unhooked the waist band and pulled down the zipper of Gil’s slacks.

“You’re going to love this.” he told Gil.  “Now, raise your ass so I can get your pants off.”

Gil raised his hips and Gavin drew his slacks and underwear down.  His tight pubic patch came into view, then the thick base of his fat dick.  He lowered the clothes further and when the fabric cleared the end of his swollen cock, Gil’s dick flipped back against his belly with a smacking sound.

“Oh, daddy, you got baby just what he wanted for Christmas.” Gavin said as he gazed at the long thick tube of flesh resting on Gil’s abdomen.  Gil had dark skin, his cock and balls were even darker.  It was so long that the head rested against his belly button and so fat that it looked like you’d never get one hand all of the way around it.  He had enormous balls that were in proportion to his cock and they hung heavily in his fleshy sack, resting on the chair seat.

Gavin used one hand to scoop up the heavy scrotum and weigh it in his hand.

“When’d the last time these monsters were drained?” he asked.

“Long enough ago that I forgot when.” Gil replied.

“That means you’ve got lots of yummy juice stored up in them for me.”

Gavin fondled the huge balls and with his other hand wrapped around the base of the fat cock, he raised it so it stood straight up from Gil’s body.  He ran his cheek along one side of the meat, then his other cheek along the other side.  Finally, starting at the base, he ran his lips up the underside to the swollen head.

“You’re one of those white boys who’s always hungry for big black cock, aren’t you?” Gil said.

Gavin sat back, still holding his dick upright and said, “Oh, please.  Don’t give me that racist shit, you’re hardly my first black guy and some of the ones I’ve been with were hung like stud canaries.  If you’ve got a big dick, it’s because you’re lucky, not because you’re black.”

Gil burst out laughing and then he said, “You’ve got that right.  I thought you were into the whole Mandingo fantasy.”

“No, I’m into the hot looking men with big honking dicks fantasy.” Gavin said.  He leaned forward and when his tongue licked Gil’s piss slit, Gil’s whole body shook.  He cleaned out the hole that was suddenly filled with precum and then began to swirl his tongue around the fat cock head.

“Do you like it?” Gavin asked.

“You haven’t heard me complain, have you?” Gil asked, smiling.

Gavin pulled the slacks and underwear down around Gil’s ankles and then slipped his shoes off of his feet so he could get his pants off.  When his entire bottom half was nude, Gavin pushed his legs open wider and moved further between them.

“I want access to all of the goodies.” he told Gil.  Then he stuck out his tongue and lapped at the loose ball sack, jostling the nuts around inside with his tongue.  Next, he slid his tongue up the long shaft, from base to head, while Gil sat back and watched.

“You really have a beautiful dick.” Gavin said, looking into his eyes.  “If I’d known that you were carrying this around, I probably would have tried to jump on it as soon as I was untied this morning right in front of Ken.”

“Nobody ever described my dick as beautiful before.” Gil replied, almost laughing.

“Well, I know cock, so take my word for it.” Gavin said.

It really was a beautiful piece of meat, too.  Long and thick and perfectly smooth, the skin looked like darkest chocolate.  The big head was sort of bullet shaped without much flare, just the right shape to slide comfortably into an ass hole.

When Gavin’s mouth closed around his cock head, Gil let out a long sigh.  He watched the young man as he slid his lips down the dark pole until he could feel the back of his throat, and then slide his lips back up to the head.  His red lips looked so hot wrapped around the dark meat and he reached out and tousled the blond soft curls on his head.  Gavin was in heaven with the tasty dick filling his mouth.

Gil had never been sucked off and he hadn’t cum for a long while so it didn’t take long.  He was lying back in the chair; his head thrown back and his eyes closed while Gavin sucked on his cock and fondled his full balls.  When the urge came to blow his load, it came swiftly and almost without warning.

“I’m gong to shoot, fuck, I’m going to cum.” he said, almost alarmed, as he gripped the arms of his chair.  Gavin reacted by drawing as much of the swollen meat into his throat as he possible could and when Gil felt the soft back of his throat riding his dick head again, that was that.  The cum blasted out of his balls harder than he’d ever felt it.  Gavin swallowed as fast as he could, feeling the sweet juice slide down his throat and fill his hungry tummy.  It tasted like nectar.

After 4 or 5 huge squirts, the torrent stopped and Gavin kept the dick in his mouth, savoring the fluid that still leaked out of the piss hole.  After a minute, his dick slowly softening, Gil said, “Are you going to keep sucking that till it’s all gone?”

Gavin raised his head from the dick and replied, “I intend to drain every drop.  And now that we got the fast one out of the way, I’m going to get it hard again and suck out another load.”  His hot mouth closed back around the tube of cock.

“I’m not a young guy like you.” Gil said.  “It may take a little while before he’s ready to go again.”

“Leave that to me.” Gavin replied.  “I know how to get a dick hard.”

He sucked at the soft meat, swirling his tongue around the head and poking the tip into the slot at the end, all the while squeezing the meaty balls in his hand.  After a few minutes, he freed the cock and began to lick and suck the massive balls, taking them one at a time into his mouth and running his tongue over them. His hand, wrapped around Gil’s dick shaft, could feel some firmness starting to return.

He pushed Gil’s legs up so that they straddled his head, one on each side.  Gil’s ass cheeks opened and he could see the tiny dark pucker of his hairless ass hole between them.  He lowered his head and began to lap at the furled knot.  A jolt passed through Gil’s entire body when his tongue made contact with the virgin hole and Gil almost shouted, “Holy Fuck!”

That was the reaction Gavin had hoped for.  He licked and sucked between Gil’s ass cheeks, his tongue caressing the tight hole and the tip pressing to open it.  The hole was so tight that he could only get a tiny bit of his tongue into it but Gil squirmed and sighed like he was being fucked with a phone pole.  Gavin serviced the virgin hole for a while, then lifted his head and looked at the huge, fully stiff cock he held in his hand.  It was so hard that the piss slit stood open and drops of precum flowed out.

He sucked the big dick back down his throat, his hand tight around the base.  Gil, his ass hole still humming from being ate out for the first time and his dick sensitized from already being drained once, lay with his legs spread and allowed Gavin to do whatever he wanted.  His cock head felt like it might burst.

Gavin was in his natural element.  He sucked and licked the fat dick, forcing the head down his throat and tonguing the head and shaft.  It was one of the tastiest dicks he’d ever encountered and it fit his mouth to a T. He became unaware of his surroundings; the only thing real to him was the hot shaft in his mouth.  His lips slid up and down it seemingly with a will of their own.  Gil was gripping the chair arms like he might fly out of it and hit the ceiling.  He’s never felt anything like it, his cock was the very center of his awareness and it seemed like every nerve in his body was responding to the hungry mouth wrapped around his meat.

After what seemed like hours, Gil started to feel that itch in his balls that let him know that his cum was rising.  He planted his feet on the floor and arched his hips to feed even more of his cock into Gavin’s throat.  Gavin, knowing the time was near, slid his fingers between Gil’s hot ass cheeks and softly stroked his slick, puckered hole.  

The load that blasted into Gavin’s mouth was slower this time but even bigger than before.  Even though he swallowed as fast as he could, he felt some of the precious juice leak out of the corner of his mouth and roll down to his chin.  With each blast, Gil’s cock swelled and hardened even more, then relaxed until the next blast.  Gavin got it all.

When he’s stopped shooting, Gil’s body slackened, his legs akimbo with Gavin between them.  He looked down at Gavin who was wiping the cum off of his chin and sucking it off of his fingers and asked, “Boy, where’d you ever learn to suck a dick that way?”

“Lots and lots of practice.” Gavin replied.  “Aren’t you glad?”

When Ken arrived back at the house and entered the door, Gavin was laying nude on the sofa holding a magazine above him while he read.  One of his legs was propped on the sofa back and Ken could see the dark crease between his ass cheeks.

“Why don’t you go put on some clothes?” he asked Gavin.

“So that you can rip them off of me and throw me on the floor and fuck my ass hole until I beg for mercy?” Gavin responded.

“Not exactly.” Ken said.

“Then, fuck it, what’s the point?  I like being naked.”

Ken walked through the room and into the kitchen.  He put his purchases down on the table top and looked at Gil, sitting across from him with a cup of coffee in his hand.  Gil seemed subdued, almost sad, and Ken worried about what might be bothering him.

“I have all of your requests out here, your majesty.” he called through to Gavin.  In a second, he pushed open the door and entered the kitchen.

“I almost forgot about being kidnapped.” Gavin said.  “Let’s see what you bought.”

He unpacked the bags, examining each item and only complaining because he thought that Ken should have bought a larger carton of yogurt.  On the whole, though, he approved.  When he unpacked the two cell phones he said, “Bingo, we are in business.”

He fiddled with the two, setting up the prepaid service minutes on each.  He looked highly pleased with himself.

“Okay, I need some dirt and then I’ll be ready for my close up, Mr. DeMille.”

Both Ken and Gil gave him a blank look and he just sighed and stepped out of the back door.  The two men watched through the screen as he rubbed dry soil over his shoulders and chest in swathes, then did the same to his face and neck.  He hurried back inside and looked at himself in the mirror over the sink.

“Perfect, even if I say so myself.” he said.

“Okay, you’re the camera man.” he said to Ken, handing him one of the phones.  “I’ll tell you when to start filming.  He laid the newspaper in front of him on the table then took a seat across from Ken.  He turned to Gil and said, “Now, pull my hair.”

“I don’t want to pull your hair.” Gil said.

“Just do it.”

“It’ll hurt.  I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You bopped me over the head with a brick last night, now you don’t want to hurt me?  Just do it.” Gavin said and slapped Gil as hard as he could against his bicep.  Gil grabbed his hair before even thinking about it.

“Okay, now pull.” Gavin said.

Gil pulled slightly.

“Harder.” Gavin told him.

He pulled a bit harder.

“Harder, you big dolt.  Harder!”

Gil didn’t like being called a dolt.  He yanked the fine yellow curls until Gavin finally screamed, “Ow!  Enough, enough!”

Gil released him and he sprang up to look into the mirror again.  His face was red and there were tears pooling in his eyes.  He hurried back to his chair, sat down and held the paper up in front of him so that the date and headline were visible.

“Okay, roll ’em” he said to Ken.

When Ken indicated that he was taping, Gavin looked into the lens and in a weak voice said, “Grandpa, I’ve been kidnapped.  I’m being held for ransom.  The men who took me say that unless you pay them one million dollars, you’ll never see me again.  They said to keep this phone, it’s the only way they’ll contact you.  Don’t notify the police or the FBI or they’ll kill me.  I’m scared, grandpa.”

He glanced up at Ken who stopped the film.

“You said half a million, not a million.” Ken said.  “Isn’t that going to get us in more trouble if we get caught?”

“You’re already facing life in a federal prison and you’re worried about half a million dollars?  Besides, you guys deserve it.  Now, let me see that film.”

Ken handed him the phone and they all huddled around and watched the recording.

“Goddamn, I’m good.” Gavin said, replaying the film again.  “Maybe when this is all over, I should try film acting.  I bet I’d be really good at it.  Can you picture the three of us in Hollywood?”

Ken and Gil just glanced at each other over Gavin’s head.

“Paper!” Gavin said.  “I need a pen and paper.”

He found them in a drawer and sat down at the table where he wrote a note.

“Play the recording on this phone.  You will receive instructions on how to pay the ransom via this phone only.  If you alert the police or fail to pay, your grandson will die.  Keep this phone with you at all times.” the note read.

“How does that sound?” Gavin asked the two kidnappers.

“Really convincing.” Gil said.  “That would scare me.”

“Do you think I should draw a skull and cross bones on it?  Nah, too much, right?”

“Sounds like overkill.” Ken replied.

“Okay, pass me that padded envelope you bought.” he told Ken.  He wrapped the note around the phone and then several layers of paper towels on top of that.  He sealed the envelope and wrote out his grandfather’s home address on the front.  When he’d finished he said, “If I send it to his office, some secretary will open it.  This way no one else will see it.  I think about these things.”

He placed the envelope on the table and asked, “Is there a post office around here that you know of?”

“There’s a big one in the mall a couple of miles up the road.” Gil said.

“Perfect, perfect, perfect.”  He glanced at the clock and then said, “It’s till early enough to get this in today’s mail.  Gil, you take it and mail it.  There should be a self service area in the back of the post office where you can weigh it and put the right postage on it.  You need to hurry.”

He thrust the package at Gil, got the change from shopping from Ken and then shooed Gil out the door.

“Bring us back some burgers and fries and some drinks, too.” he called out as Gil backed onto the street.

Back in the kitchen Gavin went to the sink and began to wipe the dirt off of his face and body with a wet cloth.  When he looked into the mirror he saw Ken behind him, his eyes fixed on Gavin’s plump butt.  Ken, aware that he’d been caught, had the grace to blush.

“Well, here we are, all alone, just the two of us.” Gavin said.

Ken, clearly nervous replied, “I think I’ll get those sheets and stuff out front and make the bed.”  He disappeared through the doorway and Gavin hurried to the bedroom.  When Ken entered, he clearly hadn’t been expecting to run into Gavin.

“It will be easier with two of us.” Gavin said.  “I’m great with beds.”

He began to strip off the old sheets from the bed, making sure that he bent over often, his ass to Ken.  Ken, for his part, watched the plush ass flex, the smooth cheeks part.  He even got a glimpse of the tightly puckered hole in between them.

“I’d better wait in the kitchen, this is a small room.” Ken said and ducked into the hallway.

When Gavin had finished making the bed he returned to the kitchen.  Ken was standing in the corner of the counter, a cup of coffee in his hand.  Even from across the room Gavin could see that the bulge in his pants had grown considerably from the last time he’d checked it.  He walked over to where Ken stood and reached up to open the overhead cupboard and draw out a mug.  As he did so, he made sure that his ass cheek pressed against Ken’s crotch.

He looked down over his shoulder and said, “I was pretty sure that I felt something earlier when I sat on your lap.  It looks like something is even stiffer, now.”

Ken blushed again and Gavin cupped his hand over the mound in his pants.

“Don’t do that.” Ken said.

“You know you want me to.  You want me to do even more than that don’t you?”

He was fondling the hard package through the cloth of his slacks and when he slid Ken’s zipper down, he didn’t resist.  Gavin slid his hand into the gap and closed it around the stiff meat in Ken’s underwear.

“Sweet Jesus!” Gavin said.

He drew his hand back out and began to unbuckle Ken’s belt.  The unresisting Ken closed his eyes and allowed him to open his pants and then slowly draw them down around his knees.  His half hard cock flopped out, bigger than Gavin had ever suspected.  Even only half stiff it was a monster.

“When’s the last time you got laid?” Gavin asked as he caressed the half swollen meat.

“A long time ago.” Ken said.  “Look, I don’t think it works anymore.  Stop playing with it.”

“Oh, I’m an expert at getting a dick into fighting shape.  I know exactly what you straight guys like.”

He slid down onto his knees and looked at the big cock in front of him and weighed it in his hand.  He couldn’t wait to see it fully hard.  Without saying anything to Ken, he grabbed him by the waist and spun him around so that his ass was level with Gavin’s face.

“Hey, wait a minute.” Ken said.

Gavin put his hand on Ken’s back and pushed him forward, then ran his cheek over Ken’s hairy ass cheek.

“What are you doing?” Ken asked, alarmed.

Gavin leaned forward until his nose rested between Ken’s meaty ass cheeks then he stuck out his tongue and licked his tight hole.

“Oh, fuck, stop that.” Ken said.

Instead, Gavin nosed deeper between his buns and licked his hole.  Ken groaned but didn’t put up any fight.  Gavin licked at the tight furl and pressed his tongue against it, driving the tip deep as he could into the resistant pucker.  Ken spread his legs a bit wider, wanting Gavin to tongue him deeper.  Gavin did.

He tongue fucked Ken’s ass for a few minutes, loving how the stiff hairs in his crack felt brushing against his face and cheeks and how Ken thrust back his hips against his tongue.  He reached in front of Ken and felt for his cock, which had grown to a degree of stiffness that probably ached.  He whirled ken back around to face him so that he could see his prize.

Ken’s cock was every bit as big as Gil’s but the similarities stopped there.  It might have been thicker but it was hard to tell because the whole shaft was covered with a network of swollen, pulsing veins.  Gavin’s ass hole puckered thinking what it must feel like to get fucked by that bumpy shaft.  And whereas Gil’s dick head had been bullet shaped, Ken had a thick helmet shape with a wide flange that flared out all around the head.  The head itself was the size of a peach and the big hole that divided it had a steady stream of clear fluid running out of it and down his long shaft.

“Goddamn, you’ve got what’s called a pillow biter.” Gavin said, looking up at Ken.

“What’s that?”

“It means a guy would have to bite the pillow to keep from screaming when this big thing stretches his ass hole open” Gavin replied.

He played for a moment with Ken’s big hairy ball sack, measuring the big nuts inside.  They were bigger than Gil’s.

“Man, I wouldn’t mind going to prison for a while if all of the guy’s there are hung like this.” he told Ken.

With a full ball in each of his hands Gavin looked up at Ken and said, “I have to taste what’s inside of these big boys.”  Ken’s massive meat was standing straight up in front of his face, precum still flowing out of the piss hole.  He wrapped one hand around the thick base and pulled the shaft downward until he could take the enormous head in his mouth.  Ken’s knees were shaking.

The cock head was so big that he couldn’t get much of the shaft in his mouth.  He decided to concentrate on the sensitive head.  He tongued the wide slit, tasting the sweet precum as it flowed out.  It was delicious, sweet and musky.  He swirled his tongue all over the swollen head, exploring it.  Ken moaned.  Then he really got down to business.  Using his tongue to lick and caress the giant head, at the same time he moved his head up and down so that his mouth was a tight fuck hole for it.  He could see Ken’s hands on either side of his body gripping the edge of the counter.

“Oh, fuck, that feels good.” Ken sighed.

While bobbing on the wide head, Gavin began to play with the giant nuts below his cock.  Ken raised himself on tiptoe, arching his back.  His hips thrust forward to feed his dick to Gavin.

Gavin worked the head over for a good five minutes before Ken’s breathing started accelerating.  He was panting, short breaths in and out as if he’d run a marathon.

Suddenly, the first big wad of cum gushed into Gavin’s mouth without warning.  It was followed by several more, equally as large and wet.  Gavin could feel the force behind each spurt as it shot into his throat.  The cum was thick and warm and tasted like nutmeg.  Gavin sucked at the big head, trying to get more.

The geyser stopped and Ken’s cock almost immediately began to wilt.  Even softening, the big head filled Gavin’s mouth until he finally let it free.

“Man, I could take a steady diet of that ball juice.” he said to Ken.  Ken looked embarrassed.

Gavin pulled himself upright and grasped the big dick in his hand.

“You could charge for the chance to swing on this fucker.” he told Ken.  “You’d have the cocksuckers standing in line.”

Ken, embarrassed but clearly pleased, pushed Gavin away and began to pull his pants back up.  “Go fill somebody else’s ear with that crap.” he said.

“I don’t think you get it, that’s a championship cock you’ve got there.”

“Oh, buzz off.” Ken said smiling and walked out to sit on the front porch.

Gil returned shortly after that, bags of fast food in each hand.  They all sat around the table and ate their fill.

“Nothing to do but wait until tomorrow, now.” Gavin said.  “We’ll just have to find some way to fill the time.”

Later they all sat in the living room.  There was no TV but there was an old radio that worked so they listened to that and read.  Gil and Ken kept exchanging looks but not much was said.  Not too long after dark, Gavin stood up and said, “I’m ready for bed.”

He walked down the hall and when the other two followed him, he was laying face down on the big bed.

“Uh, Gavin, we need to tie you up in the basement so that you don’t try to get away.” Gil said.

Gavin propped his head up on one hand and said, “Are you on crack?  I’m not sleeping in the basement; I bet there are spiders down there as big as tumbleweeds.  I’m sleeping right here in between you two, there’s plenty of room.”

“But…” Ken began to say.

“Forget it, I’m sleeping here.  You can sleep on the floor or the couch or in your car but I’m not moving!”

Ken and Gil went out and looked at the sofa and the floor, then turned off the lights and returned to the bedroom.  They started to climb onto the bed but Gavin held up his hand and said, “Stop right there.  “You’re not getting in bed wearing the same dirty clothes you’ve worn all day.  Were you brought up in a barn?”

The men looked at each other and then slowly removed their clothing until they stood side by side in their briefs.  They were lean and extremely well muscled, each muscle group standing out and visible.  Gil’s dark skin was so smooth that it had a luster like silk but Ken was covered with fur over his chest and stomach.  Even so the ridges of muscle in his belly were clearly visible.

“Oh, hell yeah, now that’s what I’m talking about.  You two are both built like brick shithouses.”

“There’s not much to do in prison except exercise.” Gil said.

“Well, hallelujah for that.” Gavin replied.

The two men again tried to climb onto the bed but Gavin said, “Briefs, too.  Who knows when you last changed them?”

Both men stood at the edge of the bed, unsure what to do.

“Oh, hell, if you two shared a cell then I know you’ve seen each other naked.  And I already sucked both of your dicks and ate your asses out today so you’ve got no excuse to act shy in front of me.”

Gil and Ken looked at each other, realizing that they’d both been blown.  

“Pants off and on the bed.” Gavin said.

They peeled off their briefs, careful not to look at each other and each lay down on either side of Gavin.  He was lying on his belly and they each kept stealing looks at his lush buns and the deep crack in between them.  Finally, Gavin raised his head and said, “Well…?”

They stared back at him and he said, “Is someone going to turn out the light?”

Gil jumped up and flipped the switch and then lay back down.  He and Ken, each on their back, could just make out the glow of Gavin’s ass in the darkness.  Soon, Gavin’s hands crept up either side of him, over the men’s tight stomachs and began to play with their big cocks.  In almost no time at all, they were both standing stiff.

Eventually Gavin said, “Hey, guess what?”

“What?” they responded simultaneously.

“You’ve both got cocks that are harder than crowbars.  We should play.”

Gavin jumped up, flipped the light switch back on and then went to the corner where his shoulder pack lay.  He rooted around inside for a minute then came back and flopped down between the two men who were studiously avoiding looking at each other’s body.

“Look.” Gavin said.  “I’ve got a big tube of lube.  Who’s going to fuck me first?”  He raised himself so that he was sitting on his knees and wrapped a hand around each of the swollen cocks and held them so that they stood straight up.  “You two could be twins, as far as dick size goes.” he told them.

The two men looked first at their own cock and then at the other one.  It was true; they were roughly the same length and thickness.

“Look, we’ve never…” Gil started.

“I know, you’ve never had a guy suck your cock, you’ve never had your ass hole rimmed and now you’re going to say that neither one of you has ever fucked a guy in the ass.  Right?”

Neither man replied.  Gavin pushed each aside and grabbed the pillows under their heads, piled them in the middle of the bed and lay down on top of them so that his ass was raised in the air and spread open

“I had a date all set up for tonight with one of my regulars.” he told them.  “He fucks my ass so long and so hard that it takes my hole a week to recover.  You two are making me miss out on that so you’re going to make it up to me.”

“But…” Ken said.

“But nothing.  I know that you both know at least what fuck means.  Screw this.  Ken, you’re up first.  After that big dick head gets through with my ass, I’m going to need Gil’s sweet dick to make it feel better.  Grease your dick up and get busy.”

Ken looked to Gil and Gil nodded so Ken rose on the bed and climbed between Gavin’s legs.   In front of him the rounded buns were spread open so that the little pucker was in full view, waiting to be opened.  He opened the tube and spread a thick layer of grease on his stiff prick   He’d been wondering what it would feel like to slide into Gavin’s hole all day, now he was about to find out.

“Gil, climb up here and let me suck on your big lollipop while your buddy opens my hole for you.” Gavin said.

Gil moved to the head of the bed and sat with his legs spread, his dick in front of Gavin’s face.  Gavin’s mouth closed around it and he shook his hips at Ken.

Ken guided his hard cock between the mounds of Gavin’s ass until his cock head rested on the tiny hole.  His cock head looked enormous in comparison.

“I don’t think this is going to fit in there.” he told Gavin.

“I’ve taken bigger.  Put it in me.” he replied around the hard dick in his mouth.

Ken pressed his hips forward, forcing the wide head against the puckered opening.  It slowly unfurled, letting a scant fraction of the mass inside.  He pushed harder and the opening spread a bit more.  With another push, the head sank in up to the wide flanged edge of the head.  Another push and the flange began to disappear as Gavin let out a long groan.

“Should I stop?” Ken asked.

“Not if you value your life.” Gavin said.  “My ass is on fire for that dick.”

A bit more pressure and Ken felt his cock head clear the ring and pop inside of Gavin’s fuck chute.  Pressing more, the thick shaft slid into the hole and disappeared until it was fully sheathed in the tight channel.

Holding himself up on his arms, Ken began to move his cock around inside of the hot chute.  It felt more fantastic than he’d ever imagined, tight and hot and slick.  He glanced up to where Gil’s long dick was being ridden by Gavin’s lips.  He’s never watched a guy suck another guy’s dick, another thing that made his cock harder than it had ever felt.

The tight channel gripped his dick and he began to slide it in and out.

Gil, looking down over Gavin’s shoulders, watched his friend’s enormous dick plow in and out between the pale buns, the thick shaft spreading the hole wide.

Gavin lifted his face from Gil’s dick and said, “Oh, daddy, that big dick feels so good.  Tear my ass hole up.”

Ken could feel the hot muscles squirming inside of Gavin’s ass, clutching his cock and playing over the shaft.  His cock head was squeezed tight by the channel.

“Give me your load, daddy.  Fill my little ass with your hot seed.” Gavin told him.

He looked down and watched his thick dick slide in and out of the red ring of Gavin’s ass hole, then looked up to watch as Gavin slobbered over Gil’s hard dick, forcing it into his throat.  The tight grip on his cock head soon had effect and he could feel his balls drawing up to shoot.  He forced his dick as deep as possible into Gavin’s ass as it swelled and he shuddered as his hot cum began to jet out of his slit.  It was more intense than anything he’d ever experienced.   He collapsed on top of Gavin and let his cock drain itself.

As he started to soften, Gavin moved his hips against him and said, “I could feel every squirt.”

When his meat had shrunk a bit, he began to back it out of Gavin’s clutching hole.  When the head reached the ring, he had to pull to get it free and the hole made a pop like a champagne cork.  He fell to the side.

“That was a great fuck.” Gavin said.  “Okay, Gil, now it’s your turn in the saddle.  Let me see how your big dick feels in my hole.”

Gil, his stiff dick standing straight up, didn’t hesitate.  He moved down on the bed until he was between Gavin’s legs but Gavin then said, “Wait a minute.”  He pulled the pillows from beneath his hips and raising his leg, he turned over so that he was lying on his back.  He raised his legs, his hands behind his knees, and his ass opened so that Gil could look down between his buns at the reddened hole.  Gil was surprised to see that Gavin’s dick was hard now, too, and it was a whole lot bigger than he would have thought.

“Shove that pretty dick in me and make me love it.” he said to Gil.  Gil positioned his cock head against the hole and watched as it was slowly engulfed.

“I’m not done with you, yet, Ken.” Gavin said as the long dick slid into him.  “Get up here and sit your ass on my face so I can get my tongue up your hole.”

Any last remaining reservations that Gil and Ken had about being sexually active in front of each other crumbled at that moment.

Straddling Gavin’s face, Ken grabbed his ankles and pulled back on them so that Gil would have even better access to his tight hole.  Feeling Gil’s big dick sink even further in his guts, Gavin responded by sliding his tongue up Ken’s tight hole.

“Slam that big meat up that fuck hole.” Ken told Gil, watching the fat cock slide in and out.  “Wear his fucking ass hole out.”

Gil was slamming into the creamy guts, Ken’s cum coating his dick and squishing with each thrust.

“Lean back and let me watch this hungry fucker eat your hole.” He told Ken.

Gavin, hearing what he’d said, reached up and gathered Ken’s low hanging balls up tight against the stiffening shaft of his monster dick, giving Gil a clear view of his wet tongue drilling Ken’s ass hole.

“He’s eating your ass like he’s starving.  Makes my cock even harder to watch.”

Ken’s cock had roared back to full stiffness from the soft tongue teasing his hole and Gil watched as precum leaked out of it and fell to Gavin’s chest.

“We’re going to change places as soon as you shoot your load.” Ken told Gil.  “I’m going to need to drop another load up his ass.”

“I can feel your juice all over my dick.  I’m going to make Gavin lick it clean after he eats my hole out.  He’s going to lick up both flavors of cum after I shoot my juice and fill his ass with a chocolate and vanilla swirl.”

“You’re fucking his hole like a pro, bud.” Ken said.  “It feels like his tongue is a foot up my ass.”

“I never guessed that an ass could feel so good wrapped around my cock.” Gil replied.  “I’d have been fucking boy ass a long time ago.”

Both men watched the other until Gil started pounding Gavin’s hole with long thrusts, pulling almost his entire dick out and then slamming it balls deep back in his guts.  Looking down his back Ken could see his hard ass cheeks flex and tighten every time his cock head bottomed out in the hot ass.  Gavin was doing things with his tongue that made Ken’s hole want to ride his tongue forever and that made his balls ache for release.

“It’s coming, cocksucker.” Gil panted.  “I’m going to shoot my first ass fuck load in you.”

He shoved his long cock into Gavin’s hole until there was no space left in his ass and Gavin felt the flood of molten ball juice flood his ravaged ass.  It felt soothing against the battered walls and he sighed with pleasure.

Ken watched the tremors shake his friend’s body as his balls emptied in long streams of cum and when he’d finished shooting, Ken said, “Switch places, I need to drop this load.”

Gil moved up and pulled his cheeks apart over Gavin’s face, then sat on his stiff tongue.  Ken moved down and slammed his massive cock head into Gavin’s ass in one thrust.  He stroked his cock in and out a few times and then he began shooting even more cum into Gavin’s flooded ass hole.

“Don’t pull your cock out, yet.” Gavin said from between Gil’s ass cheeks.  He grabbed his stiff dick and began to beat it, his tongue fucking Gil’s ass and the enormous head of Ken’s dick still lodged deep in his guts.  With only a few strokes, ribbons of cum blasted out of his cock head and coated his chest.

Gil slid off of his face and lay on one side of him and Ken backed his cock out of him and lay down on the other side.  Gavin was humming a little song to himself while they all caught their breath.

“See, isn’t this nice?” he asked his kidnappers while rubbing his cum into the flesh of his chest.  He grasped each of their exhausted dicks when he’d finished and said, “My ass feels all nice and squishy inside from all of the cum you guy’s shot up there.  You fucked me real good.”

Gil and Ken didn’t say anything.

“Of course, it was your first time so I didn’t expect you to last forever.  Next time, I’ll tie up your cock and balls so that you can’t shoot until I let you.”

Gil and Ken just exchanged glances over Gavin’s head.

“Okay, time to sleep.  We have a big day tomorrow.  Gil, you turn on your side this way.”  Gavin turned onto his side so that he and Gil were facing each other and with one hand he cupped Gil’s big ball sack while wrapping his other hand around his wet cock.

“And Ken, you turn on your side and rest your big fat dick in between my buns.  This way, I can play with Gil’s dick if I wake up in the night and feel your stiff cock trying to open my ass hole again.  Good night.”

In a matter of minutes he was breathing evenly in sleep.  It took Gil and Ken a little longer but eventually they too fell into slumber.

*          *          *          *          *          *

The next morning Gavin stood in the bedroom doorway, gazing at his two sleeping captors.

Ken was lying on his back, one arm flung up over his head.  The thick hair covering his chest and abdomen sparkled in the morning light and his long penis lay draped to one side so that the enormous head hung over the side of his hip.

Gil was asleep on his stomach, one leg raised to the side so that his muscular buns stood up and apart.  Gavin could see into the hairless valley between them and the tight dark pucker of Gil’s delicious ass hole.  He skin shone like satin.

Walking over to the end of the bed, he first tickled their soles and then tugged at both men’s big toe.

“Wakey, wakey, it’s time to get up.” he said as he did so.

“What time is it?” Ken mumbled.

“It’s almost eleven, I’ve been up for a couple of hours but you two looked so cute that I let you sleep in.  But we’ve got things to do so no more napping.”

Both men groggily began the job of sitting up.

Gavin looked at their lean muscular bodies and big cocks and said, “I just love being kidnapped.  My ass hole is still humming from the workout you two gave it last night.”

Both men, remembering the night before, suddenly became shy and reluctant to look at each other.  Ken slid to the end of the bed and placed his feet on the floor.

Then, he looked around and asked, “Where are our clothes?”

“There’s a washing machine and dryer so I did our laundry.” Gavin replied.  “I just put them in the dryer.”

“What are we supposed to wear until then?” Gil asked.

“Oh, please.   You hardly need to be shy in front of me, I’ve had my tongue in both of your ass holes and you both have stuck your dick so far up my butt I thought it would come out of my mouth.  You can stay naked until your clothes are dry, it’s fun.”

Neither man looked pleased but Gavin ignored their looks and said, “I’m getting ready to fix breakfast.  I’ll give you 20 minutes for you both to get showered, you both smell like butt sex.   If you aren’t ready for breakfast I’ll throw it out.  I’ve already eaten anyway.”

He turned on his heel and the men watched his plump bottom disappear down the hall.

“Last night was pretty wild.” Gil said.

“Yeah, but it was fun.  A lot more fun than I ever thought it would be.”

“That boy sure likes the dick.”

“The way you were pounding it, I’d say you liked his hole, too.”

Gil laughed and said, “I’m not the one who went back for seconds, Jackson.”

Ken laughed too at that and said, “I’ve got to admit, my dick likes what he can do to it.”

“Any breathing man would.” Gil replied.  “Now, I’ll let you shower first.  Don’t use all of the hot water and hurry your hairy ass up, I’m hungry.”

When showers were done, both men appeared in the kitchen.  Gavin looked up at their nude bodies and big swinging dicks and said, “Now, if I saw a sight like that every morning I’d never lose my appetite.”

He rose, the men sat and he served them each a plate.

“What’s this?” Gil asked.

“It’s an egg white omelet and whole grain toast.  It’s good for you, just shut up and eat it.”

Both men began to eat and Gavin sat back down across from them.  After watching them for a few minutes he said, “You know, of course, that this is every fag’s dream come true.  Two naked, hot, big dicked men sitting across the breakfast table.”

Both men couldn’t help but grin at the remark and glance shyly at the other.

“But, duty calls, even if I would rather spend the day in bed being repeatedly raped.  What’s the plan for the ransom?”

The men lost their grins and Gil said, “We thought we’d have it dropped off somewhere and then go pick it up.”

“Yeah, right, and have the cops and FBI jump on your asses before you even see the money.  We need a better plan than that.  We need something foolproof, a drop off place where we won’t get caught but can still grab the cash…”

Gavin stared into space for a moment, and then leapt up from the table.  He began to do a dance that resembled and Irish jig combined with kung-fu fighting plus a few disco moves.

“I’m a genius.” he said as he danced.  “An absolute fucking genius.  I know the perfect place.”

“Where?” Ken asked.

Gavin stopped dancing and gave the two men a long look.

“Maybe I won’t tell you.” he said.  “Maybe I’ll just let you find your own place.”

“Come on, tell us.” Ken said.

“I might.  But only if you kiss me right here.”  Gavin turned so that his ass showed and pointed to the right cheek of his ass.

“I’m not about to kiss your ass.” Ken said.

“Not even for half a million dollars?”

Ken looked disgruntled but he slowly bent forward and pecked a kiss on the shapely bun.  Next to him, Gil snorted with laughter.

“What’s so funny, Mr. Ho-Ho-Ho?” Gavin asked him.  “My ass has two cheeks.”  He pointed to a spot on his left one.

“Half a million dollars.” Ken said with a smile and Gil slowly kissed the smooth butt.

“Thank you.” Gavin said.  Then his excitement got the better of him.  “This is so cool; I know a place absolutely made for this.”

He sat down and said, “My family owns an old soap factory, it’s been closed down for years.  When I was younger, I used to bicycle over there and explore the place.  One day I realized that there were huge drains underneath the whole plant, I guess to carry away the manufacturing waste.  It took me three whole days to find my way into the tunnels and then I had to climb down a manhole and wriggle through one of the pipes.  The whole system is absolutely huge; it goes on for what seems like miles. I know it like the back of my hand, I used to go down there looking for vampires, I was big into vampires back then.  I never even saw a rat, the place is spotless.  EPA was on their asses for years to clean it up. But the best part is that there are escape hatches that lead back up into the main floor.  They each have a wheel like on a bank vault that you use to open them and when they’re closed they can’t be opened from outside.”

“How does that help?” Gil asked.

“We have the money placed on one of the hatches, wait until the person walks away, open the hatch and grab the cash and then get the hell out of there.”

But, won’t they be waiting for us up above?”

“That’s the best part.  There’s an opening that leads to a creek about a half mile away, a big grate.  We climb out there, hop in the car and take off.  Even when they eventually do get into the system, it’s like a maze.  It will take days just to figure out which way we went.”

Both of the men sat thinking.

“It’s perfect, dummies.  My motherfucker grandpa is going to pay a million dollars and won’t even know who took it.  I’d love to see the look on his face.”

“It sounds like it might work.” Gil said to Ken.

“Of course it will work.” Gavin said, peeved.  “I should become a criminal.  I could be a mastermind of a criminal empire.  And I’d get people in my gang who appreciated me.”

“We appreciate you.” Gil said.  “Just tell us what we should do.”

“Finish your breakfast.” Gavin said.  “You don’t think vampires might have moved in since the last time I was there, do you?  I guess I shouldn’t worry until the time comes, right?”

He jumped up again and retrieved paper and a pen then sat back down and began to draw as the men ate.  He finished at about he same time that they did.

“Okay, here’s the layout of the plant.” he said, pushing his drawing across the table.  “They call the main part building A, like I labeled it.  I drew the floor plan.  And see the circle that I drew in the middle that says ‘Red‘?  That’s a hatch.  We have them place the money on that red dot and then we grab it.  They won’t know hat happened, even.”

“What if they get the wrong hatch?”

“There’s only one in that part of the place and it’s painted red like I said.  If they fuck it up, we’ll make them do it over.”

“How do we get the instructions to them?” Ken asked.  “Mail them?”

“That’s what the other phone is for.  I’ll send grandpa a text telling him what to do, with a photo of the floor plan.  He ought to be smart enough to know what to do after that.  While I was up earlier I added an app to this phone that will even tell us when he opens and reads the text.”

Gavin got the phone from the counter and photographed the floor plan, then sat down and composed the text.

“Place one million dollars in unmarked bills in a canvas bag with handles.  Take it to the closed down soap plant you own at 4 PM this afternoon and carry it into building A.  You will see a large red circle in the middle of the floor.  Leave the bag there on the circle and go back outdoors.  Do not notify the police or the FBI or you will never see your grandson again.” he read aloud when he’d finished.  “How does that sound?”

“Really professional.” Gil said.

“Let’s send it.” Gavin said and then he did.  Almost immediately a pinging noise was heard and a window appeared that read “Message has been opened”.

“He’s already read it.” Gavin crowed.  “The game is on.”  He jumped up again and began his awkward dance, then as the two men watched he stepped outside through the back door.  He found a rock, opened the phone and took something out of it and laid it on the concrete step.  Then he used the rock to smash it into pieces.

“We don’t want them tracking us by the phone.” he explained as he re-entered.  

“What do we do now?” Ken asked.

“We wait.” Gavin replied.  He walked over to where the men still sat and stood behind them, then leaned forward and grasped each of their long cocks in a hand.  “I bet I know a way we can make the time fly by.” he told them as he stroked their dicks.

Even after being drained several times the day before both dicks started to stiffen and Gavin pulled them toward the bedroom using their cocks as a handle.  By the time they reached the bed, both were standing at attention.

“I was thinking about doing this all morning.” Gavin told the men.  “Get on the bed and lay on your back.”

The men smirked at each other and then lay down side by side.  Gavin made a few adjustments, moving their bodies into a more pleasing position and then he said, “Okay, put your hands over your head so that I can tie you to the headboard.”

The men stopped smirking.

“We can’t let you tie us up, you might run away.” Gil said.

“Jesus Fucking Christ, if I wanted to run away I could have called Uber while you two were asleep this morning and already be home in my own bed.  You guys are really insulting sometimes.”

Ken raised himself on his elbows and said, “We don’t mean to insult you.  It’s just that, you know, we’re supposed to be in charge.”

“You two are in charge, goofballs.” Gavin told him.  “At least, you’re in charge of kidnapping.  But I’m in charge of cocks so you have to do what I say in that department.  Now, trust me, you’re going to love this.  Hands over heads.”

Gil and Ken reluctantly did as told and lay still as Gavin securely lashed their wrists to the headboard.  When he was satisfied that they couldn’t get free, he crossed over to Ken’s work boots and removed the laces from each one.

“What are those for?” Ken asked.

“You’ll see, just be patient.”

Gavin climbed onto the bed between Ken’s legs and sat looking at his stiff cock.  Then, he looped a shoelace over the top of his dick and pulled the rest down around and under his balls.  He tied the cock and balls off and watched as the dick filled with more blood and expanded even further.  Next, he began to wrap the lace around Ken’s loose ball sack, forcing the huge nuts lower and lower.  When they were laced tightly so that they couldn’t even move, he looped an end of the lace around each ball individually and tied the ends together.

Ken’s cock, tied off as it was, had continued to grow because of the trapped blood.  The giant head had expanded until it was the size of an apple and just as red and shiny.  His long thick shaft, always in the past covered with raised veins, now had a tracery of dark vessels over the surface that stood out from the shaft, engorged with trapped blood.  His cock looked like it had grown and thickened by at least another third.

“Goddamn,” Gil said, looking at his buddy’s lassoed cock, “that thing looks like something out of a monster movie.”

“It looks like something out of a porn movie that guys would line up to get a chance to swing on.” Gavin said and then kissed the gaping piss slit.  The cock was so tightly bound that Ken’s usually overflowing precum was reduced to a thin trickle and Ken squirmed at the touch of Gavin’s lips.

“It sure makes it sensitive, that’s for sure.” Ken said, looking down at his cock that was standing up and out from his body.

Gavin moved over so that he was between Gil’s legs and repeated the same process.  When he’d finished, Gil’s cock was an even darker shade of black, the shaft swollen to twice its width, the bullet shaped head dark and shining.  Gavin closed his hand around the swollen head and said, “Almost as big as Ken’s now.”  Gil’s hips involuntarily bucked from the pressure against his dick head.

“Now, just lay back and enjoy the show, gentlemen, I’m going to do all of the work.” Gavin told them.

They watched him as he lubed his ass, fingering lots of grease deep into his hole.  Both men’s cocks were throbbing and standing up from their bodies, they were so stiff.

“I think I’ll give Gil a try first.” Gavin said.  He got onto the bed and straddled Gil’s petrified cock, then slowly sank his hole down on it.  Gil bucked when he felt the pucker against his tingling cock and then began to thrash around as the hole opened to admit his cock.  Gavin kept up the pressure until he was sitting on Gil’s body, the enormous cock all of the way sunk into his guts.

“I don’t know about this.” Gil said.  “My cock feels about a hundred times more sensitive than usual.  I don’t know if I can handle this.”

“Too late to back out now.” Gavin told him.  “These cocks are mine until I let them go.”

He began to raise and lower himself on the big dick in his hole.  Gil gasped and tossed his head each time the tight ass hole slid up and down over his engorged shaft and when the long cock bottomed out against the back wall of Gavin’s ass, he let out an involuntary grunt.  For Gil it was almost torture, if having your cock raped by an expert could be considered torture.

Ken, watching his buddy’s contortion and expressions said, “I think I’ll skip this go round.”

“Fat fucking chance.” Gavin said.  He slowly raised his body until the enormous black cock popped free of his ass hole, then he moved over to straddle Ken’s hips.  “You guys are my prisoners now and I intend to make the most of it.”

Even Gavin’s frequently fucked hole had trouble accepting a cock head the size that Ken’s currently was and it took some effort to force it inside.  The hole finally stretched though and Gavin began his descent on the bumpy, vein covered cock shaft.  His toes curled as his ass lips rode over each distended vein.  Ken was almost blithering by the time his stiff dick was lodged totally in Gavin’s ass.

“Come on,” Ken said, “you’re going to make us lose our marbles riding our cocks like that.”

“And you know what?  With your balls tied up the way they are, it will make it impossible for you to cum just about.  So I can ride your dicks all afternoon.”

He rotated his hips so the giant cock head in his ass rubbed against the slick walls inside his fuck shoot and Ken squirmed even more.  Over the next two hours, Gavin took turns riding both of the stiff dicks, sometimes facing the men, sometimes riding backward.  The trussed up cocks never flagged.  If anything, they just became more sensitive as the day wore on.

Ken had given up; he lay totally inert as Gavin’s ass made love to his cock.  The only response he made was to occasionally groan; otherwise he was too overcome to do much else.  Gil still had some fight left and he still made feeble thrashing motions or tried to buck the ravenous hole off of his sore dick.

It was during just such a session, Gil bucking his hips, which Gavin began to ride his cock even harder.  Gavin’s cock had remained hard almost the entire time, too, and it swung and slapped against his belly as he rode up and down the length of Gil’s prick.  At last, he slammed his hips down on Gil’s body and without even touching himself he began to shoot thick ribbons of cum that flew out of his piss slit and landed on Gil’s chest and stomach.  The hot cum glistened like opals on the dark skin and after the flow had stopped Gavin leaned forward and licked up each gooey drop.

“Whoo!  Now that’s what I call a fuck session.” Gavin said as he slowly eased himself off of Gil’s still rigid dick.  He began the process of untying his cock and balls and when the strings were removed, Gil’s dick flopped to one side and played dead.  Ken just lay still and allowed himself to be untrussed and when his cock was free it began to shrink and gush precum at the same time.  

Gavin moved up and began to untie the men’s hands and Gil said, “Wait.  What about us?”

“What about what?”

“Aren’t you going to get us off?” Ken mumbled.

“Later.  Right now, we have to go get your money.   Afterward we’ll come back here and celebrate and it will be all about your cocks being drained.”

“My balls are aching like they’ve got cramps.” Gil said.  “Can’t you just do us real fast?”

“Hey, we agreed I’m supervisor in the cock department.  I said you have to wait.  Besides, your dicks need to rest a little before I make them do more tricks and it will feel so much better then.” Gavin said.

“It just seems kind of unfair.” Gil said as he slowly sat up.

Gavin retrieved the fresh laundry from the dryer and they all three began to dress.  Even though the two big cocks were no longer in bondage, they were swollen larger than ever and sensitive to the touch.  It took some effort to get them comfortably stowed away and even after they were dressed both men sported very prominent mounds at the crotch.  Gavin looked on, his eyes sparkling.

He led them outdoors and said, “I’ll drive, I know the way.”  No one argued, mostly because they were both just too exhausted from the abuse they’d suffered.

“How do you know where you are?” Gil asked as they drove down the highway.

“I recognized this hellhole as soon as I looked out the door.” Gavin replied.  “I get around.”

After about half an hour, Gavin pulled into the lot of a rundown Burger Doodle.

“I thought you were in a hurry.” Ken said.

“I am.  You two are going to wait for me here.”

“Here?  What about the money?”

“It’s easier if I go alone.  I know the way through the tunnels and I can move faster and quieter alone.  When I’ve got the cash, I’ll come back and pick you up.  I don’t want to take a chance on the two of you getting caught.”

“Yeah, but what if you get caught?” Gil asked.

“I’ll make up some Patty Hearst I-was-brainwashed kind of bullshit story.  They’re not going to arrest me and besides grandpa wouldn’t let them.  If anything happens and I’m not back in a couple of hours, just go back to the house and I’ll be there later.”

Gavin got out of the car.

“The drain into the system is only about a half mile up the road.  Just sit tight here and I’ll be back before you know it with a bag of delicious cash.”

He picked up the flashlight he’d brought with them and started up the road.  He didn’t look back.

After about 15 minutes he came to the part of the road where he knew the drain was located.  He peered over the edge of the berm, the creek flowing slowly by.  It took several minutes for him to locate the opening; brush had grown up around it and entirely concealed it.  He slid down the bank to the grating.

The steel grate swung open after a few tries, the hinges rusted from disuse, and Gavin scrambled inside.  After the first few feet the pipe began to grow until finally he was able to stand upright.  The system was still spotless inside and even smelled faintly of soap.

His sense of direction was unerring, he felt as if he’d just been here the day before and in only minutes he stood in the large round vat that lay under the floor of the main building.  This had been his refuge as a child and young teenager, the place where he could get away from everyone.  He saw that his pile of blankets was in the same spot beside the ladder and that his store of candles and matches were right where he left them.  He moved the blankets and saw his stack of gay porn magazines were right where he’s left them, too, and he picked up his old favorite and leafed through it.  It fell open to his favorite photos and he suddenly had a realization.  He decided that the magazines would go back out with him, too.

Even the ladder leading to the escape hatch was shiny from the years of soap fats that had bathed it; there wasn’t a spot of rust on it.  He laid the flashlight at the bottom of the ladder and began to climb upward in its beam.  It was a long climb, the vat was a couple of stories high and when he reached the top he was out of breath.  The hatch was over his head and stretching off in the darkness around him were the steel plates that made up the flooring of the factory.  He began to slowly turn the wheel that opened the hatch, the six stanchions that secured it in place slowly retracting inward toward the middle.  When he had pulled them back far enough so that just an inch or two of the stainless steel bars supported the hatch, he stopped and waited.

After 15 minutes or so, he heard footsteps on the steel plate of the floor/ceiling over him.  The person was walking softly as though he didn’t want his footsteps to be too loud.  The steps walked across the steel plate and then stopped and Gavin heard a thud as something was placed atop the hatch.  He waited and the steps slowly retreated.  He heard the person retrace his steps across the steel plates until he stepped off of the covering and onto concrete.

Gavin reached up and very, very slowly began to turn the wheel holding the hatch in place.  The steel bolts silently retracted until the hatch swung downward.  Gavin saw the bag on top fall through and he heard it hit the floor below him.  Using his shoulders, he pushed the hatch upward and began spinning the wheel that would seal it.

“Hey, the money’s gone.” he heard someone shout and just as he spun the six steel bars back in place, the first footsteps ran toward the hatch.  It sounded like at least ten people from all of the noise they made, no longer even trying to be quiet.

He heard someone above say, “This thing must open somehow.  Does anyone have a crowbar?”

Gavin laughed to himself and half slid, half climbed down to the floor below.  Even with a crowbar it would take hours before they got even a portion of the hatch open.  At the bottom of the ladder he shone the flashlight into the zippered bag.  It was filled with bundles of cash.  A million dollars sounds like a lot but it actually takes up surprisingly little space when the bills are in bundles.  Gavin scooped up his porno magazines, stuffed them in the bag with the money and, swinging the bag by its handles, he followed the maze back to the exit grill.

Back at the fast food restaurant, Ken and Gil were so nervous that their food was almost untouched.  They worried that Gavin might have been caught, that he might be injured or lost in the drain system.  

“We never should have let him go alone.” Gil said.  They stared down at their food but a movement outside the window caught both of them off guard.  When they glanced up, Gavin was standing outside looking in at them, making kissing motions with his lips.

Smiling and relieved they bundle their uneaten food back into its bags and hurried out to greet him.

“I must have aged ten years.” Ken said.  Without even thinking, he grabbed Gavin in a bear hug.

“I’m really glad to see your bossy ass.” Gil said, and then he hugged him, too.   “We got you a take out order.

Gavin took the bag, looked in and said, “You guys are so sweet.  You knew I was coming back.”

They walked over to the car and climbed in.

“You’ll have to do the driving.” Gavin said.  “I’m just too exhausted after all of my work.”

He climbed into the back seat and when both men were seated in the front the said, “Oh, yeah, before we go.”

They turned to look at him and he was holding open the zippered bag, bundles of cash almost overflowing.

“I forgot to tell you that I got the money.”

The men gaped at the money, more than they’d ever seen, and then Ken started the car.  Before they were even out of the lot, Gavin was perched with his head between the backs of the front seats.

“It was so cool.” he told the men.  “At first I got lost in the tunnels but I found my way.  Then, when I had to open the hatch it was frozen and I had to use all of my strength to force it, I almost fell to my death off of the ladder.  And when I did open it, they were waiting but I snatched the cash before they could grab me.  I slammed the hatch on one guy’s arm.  I could hear the bone snap.”

He fell back to reclining on the seat and began to sing:

“You can ring my bell-ell-ell

Ring my bell.

You can ring my bell-ell-ell

Ring my bell.”

In the rearview mirror, Ken could see him raise his leg and his pants slide up and over his foot.

“What are you doing?” he asked, panicked.

“Just getting more comfortable.  I still have my briefs on, don’t worry.”

Ken saw his bare legs waving in the air as he sang.

“They’re probably bringing in welders and laser beams and all kinds of stuff to try to get that hatch open.” Gavin told them.

After a few more miles, Gil said, “Can I ask you something?  Now, don’t get mad, but don’t you feel a little strange about stealing your grandpa’s money.”

“That evil old fucker.” Gavin replied.  “He doesn’t deserve any sympathy.  If you knew half of what I know about him you wouldn’t have to ask.

My parents died when I was 6, in a car crash.  The old bastard didn’t even come to their funerals, the only reason he took me in I guess was because it would look bad to send me to an orphanage.  He never even ate dinner with me in all of the years since, I ate with the servants.

He’s a crazy motherfucker, too.  Politically he’s somewhere to the far right of Josef Stalin, he hates everybody.  He funds all kinds of right wing crazies and kooks.  Behind the scenes, of course.

Did you wonder at all why he paid the ransom so easily?  It wasn’t to get me back, it was because of the way my trust is set up.  If anything happens to me before I turn 21, my parents arranged it so that all of the money would go to leftist causes and environmental groups, they didn‘t trust the old bastard not to have me done away with to get my money.  It’s a lot of money.   Grandpa would rather pay for me than allow that to happen.

He doesn’t know that I know but he tried to break the trust twice.  My lawyers were too smart though and ever since I go to their offices once a year and sign a paper that says I’m aware of the terms of the trust and I agree with it.

I’d love to see the old cocksucker’s face when he hears that the money is gone and I’m nowhere around.”

He began to eat his burger and fries and hummed the rest of the way back to the house.

When the three of them were safely indoors Gavin asked, “Want to spread the cash all over the bed and fuck me on top of it?”

“Why would we want to do that?” Ken asked.

“I don’t know, I saw it in a movie once and it looked neat.”

“No” said Gil.

“I know, let’s divide the money, then.  One of you can keep this bag and the other can have my shoulder pack.”  Gavin hurried into the bedroom and returned with the shoulder pack and minus the rest of his clothes.  He began to empty the bag, taking items out and piling them on the kitchen table.  The kidnappers saw him unload a couple of pair of underwear, an apple, a paperback book, a notebook and a handful of pens and pencils.  They were totally unprepared for the last item on the pile.

“Is that a gun?” Ken asked eyes wide.

“A .45 revolver.” Gavin replied and looked at the two men.  When he saw their expressions he said, “What?  I have a carry permit.”

“You’ve had a gun all of this time?”

“I always carry it.” Gavin said.  It slowly dawned on him that the men were aghast and a little frightened.  “I just assumed that you searched my bag.  Why are you acting so weird?”

“You could have shot us at any time.” Gil said.  “The cops would have probably given you a medal.”

“Don’t be silly, I’d never hurt you two.”  Gavin replied.  “I knew as soon as I was untied that you were a couple of sweethearts.  Besides, I had to see what was making such a big bulge in both of your pants.  But, you’re right.  If you’d been a couple of bad guys and hurt me or done something mean, I probably would have shot you both.”

“Cover it up, it makes me nervous.” Ken said.

“What a pair of sissies.” Gavin replied as he buried the gun under the other items.

He poured the bundles of cash out on the tabletop and then separated them into two piles.  On pile he stowed in the backpack, the other he returned to the canvas bag and then pushed the two of them across the table to sit in front of the men.

“Don’t you…uh…don’t you want some of the money?  You did all of the work.”  Gil said.

“God, you boys are just so sweet.” Gavin said.  “No, it’s all yours.  I already have more money than I could ever spend; I got it for you two.”

Gil and Ken sat speechless, as they had so often since kidnapping Gavin.

“You can show me your appreciation later with those big dicks.” Gavin couldn’t resist adding.  He jumped up and began making a fresh pot of coffee.  It wasn’t even six thirty, yet.  He poured a mug of coffee for each of them and sat back down at the table.

“Your grandpa is probably wondering if you’re alright.” Ken said.  “It’s just a matter of time until they start hunting for you again.  What should we do?”

Gavin gazed into the air for a minute or two and then he said, “I guess you’re right.  I’m going to have to call the old fucker.  Give me a phone.”

Gil handed his over reluctantly and Gavin punched in a number.

When the other end was answered he said, “Helllllooooo Grandpa!” in imitation of The Big Bopper.

“It’s me, who do you think it is?” he said next.

“Your money is sitting here right in front of me.  Typical that you’d worry about that instead of asking how I am.”

He listened a bit more and then he said, “That’s why I’m calling.  You have to fix this, grandpa.  You weren’t supposed to bring in the law and now my friends are in danger of being arrested.”

He listened again and said, “Of course they really kidnapped me but we’ve become good friends in my time with them.”  He smiled over at Ken and Gil.  “No you’re not, grandpa.  You’ll do no such thing.  They get to keep the money, they deserve it and you’ve got more money than God already.  You’ve dug yourself out of deeper shit than this in the past; it’s time to do something for me.”

From across the table Gil and Ken could hear the sound of the raised voice going on in a tirade from the earpiece of the phone.  Gavin listened for a minute, and then held the phone out at arm’s length.  The flow of loud words went on and on.  Finally, Gavin held the phone back at his ear and emitted the same loud, bloodcurdling shriek that he had in the basement.  When he’s finished, there was silence from the other end.

“You just fix it.” Gavin snarled in a whole new tone.  “If anything happens to me or my friends, I’ll make you pay.”

He listened to the short reply and then said, “Really, you think not?”

He rested his eyes on the two men across from him and then said into the phone in a crooning voice, “Grandpa, did you know that I’ve been stealing paperwork out of your office for years?  Every night I’d get up and go into your office and take the papers you’d placed to be shredded and replace them with stuff from the wastebasket.”

He listened for a moment and said, “Oh, please, grandpa.  I learned how to pick the lock my first week in your house.   I didn’t start taking things until I saw my name on one of the papers.  Yes, you evil fucker, I knew about you trying to break my trust so you could get my money, who do you think informed my attorneys so that they could fight you on it?.  After that, I stole every scrap that looked interesting.   You’ve been a really naughty boy.”

Gavin listened again and then said, “Don’t even think about it.  I have piles and piles and they’re someplace that you can’t ever get to them.  They’re not in the house so don’t even bother tearing the place apart.  My lawyers are the only ones with access besides me.  Oh, and they kept copies of everything, just in case.”

“Pay you back?” he said into the phone.  “You’ll have to talk to my lawyers but don’t hold your breath; they can’t stand your ass, either.”

He listened and said, “I don’t care how you do it, just do it.  Maybe that slimy Senator friend of yours can help.”

Gavin listened again and then in the same crooning voice as before he said, “Grandpa, I have a confession to make.”

After another minute he said, “I know the combination to your safe.  It wasn’t hard to figure out; it only took me about a dozen tries.  Anyway, I saw the videotapes you have inside.  God, you really are an old pervert, aren’t you.  And I recognized your Senator friend in a couple of them.  I especially liked the one where you’re on your knees sucking his dick while that black guy with the elephant trunk for a dick fucks him in the ass.  I bet he’s hate to find that on the internet.  I had copies made, grandpa, and my lawyers have those, too.  Wouldn’t it be terrible if some hacker downloaded all of those on to porn sites for the world to see?  You know, some of your little playmates don’t even look legal age. Oh, and I read your will you tight assed son of a bitch.  Not a single bequest to me?  That’s really insulting.  Maybe you should rethink that and leave me something appropriate.  It would still do a lot of damage to your name if all of that stuff came out after you died.  I bet they wouldn’t name a public drinking fountain after you if they knew what you’re really like.”

He listened again and then said, “Grandpa, I’m not going to argue with you.  You fix this and do it right away or I go to The New York Times.  They already hate your guts, they’d probably put out a special edition.  Then, I go to the tabloids, the talk shows and I write a book.  You’ll be spending a hell of a lot more time in prison than me or my friends and it will cost you every cent you have.”

He listened again and then said, “I knew you’d see reason, grandpa.  You just make this all go away.  In six months I’ll be 21 and we never have to see each other again.”

He looked at Gil and Ken and said, “Grandpa, I was surprised to see what a nice body you still have.  And a nice big dick, if we were friends I’d have probably tried to get some of that.  Anyway, my two kidnapper friends?  They’re both hotter than hell and have big monster dicks.  I bet, if you came up with a suitable cash reward, I could convince the two of them to tag team your crusty old ass hole.”

He looked surprised and then held the phone up and looked at it.

“That old bastard hung up on me.  Can you believe it?” he asked.

While Gavin had been on the phone, Ken had noticed the porn mags on the floor that had been in the cash bag.  He picked one up and leafed through it while Gil looked at another.

“Where did these dick pictures come from?” he asked Gavin.

“Oooooooo!  I almost forgot those.  Those are mine, I used to use them to jerk off in the drains system and they were still there.”  He got up and came around the table so that he stood between Gil and Ken.  “I brought them back to show you something.

He picked up one of the magazines and leafed through it till he found what he was looking for.  He held the open issue under his arm, picked up another and did the same thing.  When he found what he wanted, he laid them on the table side by side.

One magazine showed a handsome dark haired slim guy with a full moustache, his chest lightly haired and a long cock swinging between his legs.  The page had a caption that identified him as Ed Wiley.  The other magazine showed a black guy, milk chocolate colored with a smooth hairless body that all of his muscles showing under the skin.  He was almost pretty and had short cut hair.  His cock was a little above average and thin.  His page read Joe Simmons.

“I must have beaten off looking at these guys a million times; I thought they were the hottest men on earth.” Gavin said.

“They’re nice looking but why are you showing them to us?” Ken asked.

“Because, dummy, they look like you two.” Gavin replied.

Both men looked more closely at the photos.

“I’m better built than him.” Ken said.  “And he’s got a long dick but mine’s a lot thicker.”

“And I’m darker than him and my cock is a whole lot bigger than that.” Gil said.

“But you could be brothers, otherwise.  They were famous porn stars in the ‘70‘s.” Gavin said.  “Those were my dream men all those years ago and now I’ve got their dead ringers sitting right in front of me.”  Looking at the old photos had made his dick stiffen and seeing it, both of the other men began to grow erections.

“We have all night to kill and I remember promising you two some Olympic grade cock service.”  Gavin said.   “Time for us to go to the bedroom.”

He walked across to the hall and the men got up and followed.  In the bedroom, they stripped off their clothing and stood nude and erect as he looked at them from his perch on the edge of the bed.

“On the bed, on your backs like before.” Gavin told them and they quickly complied.

“I’m going to tie your hands again.” he told them.

“No, my dick still isn’t recovered from you riding it earlier.” Gil said.  “I don’t want to be tied up.”

“I’m in charge of dick matters.” Gavin said.  “No tie up, no blow jobs.”

Ken reluctantly raised his hands and Gavin secured them to the headboard.  Gil was even more reluctant but he allowed himself to be trussed up, too.

Gavin sat between their hips and fondled and stroked the two enormous dicks and played with the heavy pairs of balls.  Both men were super sensitive from the cock abuse they’d received earlier but both dicks were stiff as 2X4’s.

They didn’t resist his touch but when he rose from the bed and came back with their discarded underwear, they began to get nervous.

“We’re just going to blindfold the two of you so you won’t get distracted.” Gavin told them.  Neither man looked happy but allowed him to cover their eyes.  He pulled each man’s underwear over the other’s head so that they had to inhale the aroma of each other’s ass and balls.

Crouching between them again, he began to play with their cocks again, running his smooth cheek up and down the thick shafts and burying his face against their meaty ball sacks.  When the two dicks were as hard as possible, he leaned over and picked up the two shoe strings again.

When Ken felt him starting to tie his cock and balls up again he said, “Oh, hell no, not that again.”

“What’s he doing?” Gil asked.

Gavin completed binding the cock and loose ball sack as he had earlier, then moved over and began the same process on Gil.

“I’m never going to be able to cum with my junk all tied up again.” he said.

“That’s where I come in.” Gavin replied.  The two cocks were standing up, swollen and vein covered, the heads straining and shiny.

Gavin decided to work on Ken first.  He spread his legs wide and climbed between them.  When his tongue began the journey up the underside of his cock, Ken let out a sigh.  When the hot mouth closed around his bursting cock head, he let out a grunt.  As Gavin licked and sucked on the swollen knob, he began to make a growling sound in his throat.  He rocked his hips as Gavin devoured his big prong.

Next, he moved his mouth off of the cock head and began to lick his way back down the shaft until he came to the trussed up ball sack.  Holding it in his hand, he licked at each of the balls that were forced tight in the stretched bag.  Each ball was super sensitive and Ken thrashed his legs as the hot tongue swirled over them.  Because he couldn’t see, it seemed that his other senses were heightened and so his cock and balls were even more receptive.

After forcing both big nuts into his mouth at the same time and sucking at them until Ken cried out, he freed them and lifted Ken’s legs to his shoulders.  His ass cheeks parted and Gavin saw the tiny puckered ass hole that he’d eaten the day before.  He bent forward and lapped at the little bud like a kitten lapping milk and Ken both groaned and thrashed at the feeling.  He licked at the pretty little hole until it relaxed, and then he stabbed his tongue inside.  Ken almost flew off of the bed.

Gil, feeling all of the motion, asked, “What’s he doing now?”

Gavin’s mouth was busy and Ken was incapable of answering.

He tongue fucked the tight hole until it was sloppy and wet and then he licked his way up Ken’s taint to his balls and back up the long shaft to the enormous cock head, stroking his spit covered ass hole the hole time.

Sucking on the hot cock head, he held Ken’s balls in one hand and stroked his ass hole with the other.

“Please, Gavin, I need to cum.” he almost whimpered.

“You want me to make you cum?” Gavin questioned.

“Yes, please, make me cum.”

“Anything you say.” Gavin replied.  He increased the suction and speed of his mouth on the giant knob filling his mouth and at the same time, his finger began easing its way into Ken’s virgin butt hole.

“Hey, wait a minute, what are you doing?” Ken gasped and began to try to pull away.  Gavin kept up the steady pressure of his finger in the tight hole.  When his fingertip finally grazed Ken’s prostate, Ken shouted “Holy Fucking Christ!”

Gavin began to stroke and prod the hard prostate, causing Ken’s hips to rise off of the bed.  Even with his balls tightly trussed, a thick flow of precum began to leak out of his piss slit into Gavin’s mouth.  Tasting it made Gavin suck harder and dig his tongue into the wide spread hole of his dick.

Gavin was rhythmically stroking the slick surface of the gland deep in Ken’s ass, prodding it and pressing it.  Ken was making nonsense noises and whipping his head back and forth on the pillow.

All at once, Ken let out a bellow and thick cum began to gush into Gavin’s mouth.  It wasn’t separate spurts, it was more like a fire hose had been turned on and Ken made growling sounds deep in his throat as the juice gushed out of his balls.  His back was arched so that only his feet and shoulders remained on the mattress.

When the cum flow finally ebbed, Gavin very delicately removed his finger from Ken’s ass while sucking the last drops out of his dick.  Ken collapsed onto the bed, panting.

“What did he do to you?” Gil asked the half conscious Ken.

“You’re about to find out, sweetie.” Gavin said with an evil laugh and moved over to position himself in front of Gil’s straining cock.

Gavin’s ministrations differed very little in Gil’s case but he got a surprise when it came time to work over Gil’s ass.  Gil eagerly spread his legs and raised them to give Gavin easier access to his hole.

“Oh, yeah, tongue my ass hole, baby.” Gil said as Gavin’s tongue probed his tight pucker.

“You like that?” Gavin asked, looking up.

“It’s making my dick jump.  Make love to my hole.” Gavin replied.

Gil’s ass hole was slick with spit already when Gavin began to ease his finger inside.

“Baby, you’re making my ass feel so good!”

Gavin began to rotate his finger in the tight opening and Gil raised his legs even higher and wriggled his hips.

“Tickle that hole and make me cum.” Gil gasped as Gavin began to fuck his finger in and out of the open ass.

He finger fucked him until the hole loosened a bit, and then began to ease a second finger into the tight ring.

“Oh, hell yeah.  You’re making my balls boil.” he gasped out.

Gavin grabbed the shaft of his stiff dick and began to lick and suck the swollen head, all the while fucking his two fingers in and out of Gil’s tight fuck chute.

“I’m going to cum like a motherfucker if you keep that up.” Gil said.

Bobbing his head on the big dick so that the sensitive head slid against the soft back of his throat, Gavin forced his fingers deeper into Gil’s hole.  When his fingertips found the slippery surface of his prostate, Gil let out a sound almost like a howl.  He drummed his feet up and down against the mattress and rocked his hips back and forth on Gavin’s fingers to ride them.

The first big wad of cum squirted out of Gil’s balls and went directly down Gavin’s throat, the cock was so deeply buried in his mouth.  The second and third load filled his mouth so that he could savor the flavor of his juice.  He swished it around, over his tongue, marveling at the fresh taste.  Gil’s balls were like a dairy that only produced ice cream, his cum was so delicious.  He had to swallow fast, the fourth and fifth loads were equally as voluminous and he didn’t want to lose a drop.  

When the final drops dribbled out of the distended piss slit, Gavin raised his head and said to Gil, “You’re a fucking freak.”

“Back at ya’, cocksucker.” Gil managed to gasp before laughing.  “I think you drained some cum out of me that I’ve been storing since I first grew cock hair.”

Gavin glanced at Ken, who was asleep with his mouth hanging open.

“I’m glad we didn’t keep Ken awake.” he said to Gil.  “I’d hate to think we’d gotten him all excited.”

He unlaced the bound cock and balls at Gil’s crotch and licked up the final gush of cum that escaped from his balls, and then untied his hands.  Ken didn’t even awaken as his dick was freed and when Gavin unbound his hands, he turned over on his side with Gil’s underwear still over his head.

“Looks like that fucker likes my crotch smell.” Gil said.  He sniffed at the underwear he’s removed from his head and then said, “I’ve got to admit, balls smell damned good.”

Gavin went around the house, locking doors and turning out lights.  He came back to the bedroom and stowed the two bags of money under the bed and then climbed in between Gil and Ken.  Holding each of them by the hand he said, “I’ve got the best kidnappers in the world.”  Moments later, they were all 3 asleep.

Shortly after dawn the next morning Gavin awakened the two sleeping men.

“Breakfast is on the table.” he said as he tugged at their dicks.  “We need to get up and get moving.”

Neither man wanted to rise so early but they did as told, stumbling nude into the kitchen to sit in front of their breakfast.

Gavin sat down at his own plate and said, “No one came to save me in the night, I guess my fucking grandpa realized he’d better do what I said.”

He looked at each man and then asked, “So, what’s the plan now?”

Ken blinked sleepily as he chewed and then said, “We never really made big plans, we weren’t sure we’d even get away with it.  We talked about going to Canada and catching a flight somewhere, we even got our passports.”

“Fuck that.” Gavin replied.  “I’m not going to Canada.  It’s always cold up there and they have polar bears that eat people.  I’m not going anywhere that bears eat people.”

Gil and Ken exchanged looks, unsure what to reply.

“I know!” Gavin said.  “We’ll go to Mexico.  My family owns a house that’s right on the beach; you can see the ocean from the bedrooms.  It’s beautiful there and it isn’t that far.  And my grandpa pays all the bills on the house, it’ll be another ’Fuck you’ to him.”

“What would we do there?” Gil asked.

“Have fun, relax.  You can fuck me on the beach.  Oooooo, and you can fuck me in the ocean, I’ve never been fucked in the ocean, and you can take turns fucking my ass in the waves.  And even better, I’ll hire you to be my bodyguards so that you’ll get paid to be there.  Paris Hilton has a bodyguard and I’m worth more than she is, I should have two.”

Before either man could reply, Gavin jumped up from the table.

“Eat, dick monsters, we need to hit the road.  We need to rent a car.  I hope they have a convertible; it would be so fun to drive to Mexico with the top down.  I’ll do all the driving so that you two are nice and rested when we get there.”

He bustled out of the room and was gone for a few minutes.  While he was gone, neither man spoke but Ken looked at Gil and Gil raised his eyebrows as if to say, “Whatever.”

When Gavin returned he was dressed and had the other men’s clothing as well as the bags of cash and his other belongings packed in a grocery bag.

“We’ll get more clothes on the way.  Now, chop chop, the day is a-wasting.”

Late that afternoon the convertible pulled up to the Mexican border.  Gavin was behind the wheel and the other two men were asleep in the back seat.  Gavin was tired but he perked up considerably when the Mexican border agent approached the car.  He was olive skinned with black curly hair and a big porn star mustache.  His uniform clung to his body and even as he approached Gavin could make out the shape of a long uncut cock tucked down his trouser leg.  He handed his ID to the agent who looked it over while Gavin looked over the shape of the big dick so close to his face.

“Would you pull over for a moment, Sir.” the agent asked him.

Gavin pulled forward into the space indicated and got out of the car.  Neither man in the back seat even woke up.  They had stopped on their trip at a store where Gavin’s family had a long standing account and had bought more suitable clothes for their vacation.  Gavin had insisted upon gauzy shorts for all of them and had refused to allow them to wear any underwear.  Subsequently, it was obvious to anyone looking that all three men wee almost nude.

The agent and Gavin eyed each other.  The agent looked even better to him and Gavin enjoyed looking.  When he was close to Gavin, Gavin asked, “Is there anything wrong, officer.”

“No, no.  There was a notice yesterday to watch for you, that you’d been abducted, but during the night another bulletin explained that it was all a misunderstanding.  I just wanted to make sure that you are well and safe.”

“Yes, just a big screw-up.” Gavin replied.  “But I thought it prudent to bring my bodyguards along, nonetheless.”

The agent looked into the back of the car at the sleeping men and said, “They don’t seem very vigilant.”

Gavin stood beside him and looked into the back seat.  Ken, nearest to them, was feeling the effect of the heat or dreaming because his cock was stiff and fully visible through his sheer shorts.  The tip if the huge head even peeked out of the hem.

“They’re very proficient at their duties, I assure you.” he told the agent, all the while staring at his cock.  It might even have been growing a bit.

“I can see they are well-equipped.” the agent replied.  “Is this your first trip to Mexico?”

“Oh, no.” Gavin said.  “My family has a house about a hundred miles down the coast.  I come here whenever I can.  I love Mexico; it has such beautiful wild life.”  He now was openly staring at the agent’s cock which had swelled and lengthened.

“One should be careful” the agent said with a slight smile.  “Mexico is known for its enormous serpents.”

“I’ve never run into one big enough to scare me.” Gavin said, also smiling.  “My motto is, ’the bigger the better’.  I’d love to find a big Mexican snake that I could handle and play with.”

The agent turned his back to look at the approaching traffic and Gavin saw that his ass was every bit as gorgeous as his cock.

“I would like to spend more time discussing the advantages of Mexico with you but I must return to work.” he said when he turned back around.  His cock was now fully hard and it was every inch as big as Ken and Gil’s.

“I have a great idea.” Gavin said.  He turned his back to the officer and leaned into the car over the side of the door.  His barely covered ass was thrust out, the seam of his loose shorts deep in the crack of his ass and the thin material clinging to the lush buns.  After he’d made sure that the agent had had a good look at what was on offer. He turned and handed the agent his card.

“This is my number.” he told the agent.  “Perhaps if you can get some time off in the near future, you can come and stay with us for awhile?  It’s a beautiful location, right on the ocean.  And it’s so private; you won’t even need to pack swim trunks.  It would be nice if you could stay for as long as you liked, I would want you to educate me very deeply regarding the beauties of your country.”

“You will definitely be hearing from me as soon as I make arrangements.  Meanwhile, enjoy your trip.” he replied.

Several miles later, Ken and Gil both woke up.

“My God, you missed the best looking border agent that I’ve ever seen.  He had a dick of death and you should have seen the ass on him.  I invited him to come and visit us.  While I’m going after his cock, you two can try to get his ass.” Gavin told them.  “And, I’ve been thinking.  When we get tired of Mexico, we’ll go to Los Angeles.  I bet I could get some roles in movies.  And you guys could try out, too.  Of course, you’d be instant stars if you wanted to make porno films.  Just picture it, when I win my first Oscar I could walk down the red carpet with a big dicked porn star on each arm.  Hollywood would go crazy.”

“We’re not making porn films.” Gil said, yawning.

“Well, we have plenty of time to discuss it later.  We should be at the house in a few hours.”

Late the next morning, Gil and Ken were laying on lounges, staring at the sea.  Neither man had bothered to dress after an early swim and the servant who came with the house made frequent excuses to walk onto the terrace and inquire if the men needed anything from him.  Each time he talked to their dicks, rather than their faces.  Gavin had gone into the nearby village to attend the market but now they could hear him returning, singing “Somewhere Over The Rainbow” and frightening the local birds.

He bounded around the corner of the house laden with bags.  He was wearing his gauzy new shorts, Gil’s old shirt which was several sizes too large and unbuttoned to the waist and tied into a knot around his midriff.  On his head was one of the huge woven hats that every tourist stand seemed to sell.  This one had a woven blue bird with long tail feathers sitting on the crown.

“My goodness, you two look good enough to eat.” Gavin breathlessly said.  “I bought us wonderful things to eat, I’d forgotten how cheap things are here.  Ooooooooo, and I brought you two a present.”

He went back to the corner of the house, stuck out his arm and drew a young man around the corner.

“I met him at the market.” he said as he drew him to stand in front of them.  He was about the same age as Gavin, slim and dark and handsome.  Even through his baggy clothes it was obvious that he had he kind of muscular body honed by hard physical labor.  His eyes roamed back and forth, admiring each nude man and enormous cock.

Gavin drew the loose shirt over his head so that the young man’s muscular arms and chest were on view, the curly patch on his chest trailing sown into the waistband of his loose trousers.  Gavin ran a hand over the hairy chest and said, “What so you think?”

Neither man replied so Gavin grabbed the man’s shoulder and spun him around so that his back was to them.  He reached to the man’s waist and loosened it and the loose trousers fell in a puddle around his ankles.

Gavin reached to his ass, kneading each of the melon shaped cheeks and parting them so that the men could see the forest of dark hair in the deep crack.  The two big cocks began to expand and lengthen.

When Gavin saw that his intended effect had started, he whirled the man back around and grasped his cock around the thick shaft.  The uncircumcised dick was big enough so that it hung over his hand several inches in front of his large balls.

“Look at the dick on him, that’s what I noticed first.” Gavin told them.  “I was so excited I had to stop and suck him off on the way home.  And when I saw that ass, I knew you two would want to fuck it and he has such a pretty and big dick that I thought we could use him when I give you guys lessons on how to suck a dick  Let’s go inside to the bedroom.”  He pulled the nude, smiling man into the house behind him.

As the two men slowly sat up, Ken said, “I guess it could be a lot worse.”

“We could be looking at life in federal prison instead of looking at the ocean.” Gil said.

“And my dick is getting more use than it’s seen in all of the rest of my life.” Ken replied.

He and Gil sat facing each other, their big half hard cocks lying between their thighs.

“Now he’s going to teach us how to suck a dick.” Gil said.

“We’ll see how it goes, hell, you might like it.” Ken said.

“Well, just remember, motherfucker, if you need some extra practice I’m always available.” Gil replied and grasped his dick and shook it at Ken.

From inside the house they heard Gavin call out, “We’re waiting.  I’ve already lubed Chico’s ass hole up and his cock is stiff as a brick.  He’s hot for dick.”

“And we have money, besides.” Ken said as they both rose to go to the bedroom.