Now you might be wondering whatever happened to that pistol I had. Gun. Whatever.
Well, I’d put it in my pocket to save for a rainy day just before I went over to arrange my violation of Niko, then while Liam was doing his fuckety-fuckety-pop-pop-pop thing with me he had realized it and taken it. So as I’m lying there on top of Niko, satiated for the moment and feeling at one with the world, he pushed its barrel against the back of my head.
“I oughta blow your fuckin’ brains out,” he sneered. Apparently, he thought having it made him all alpha-doggie.
That's when Ben realized what he was doing, probably saw me roll my eyes at it and, being the smarter of the two, said, “Fuck, Liam, is it even loaded?”
I just sighed in disbelief, half-rolled myself over to be half-lying atop Niko, and half-smiled as I looked straight up the barrel at Liam? Who had his confused puppy look on his face.
“You could always try it and see what happens,” I said, as deadpan as I possibly could.
Now that made the little shit blink. He pointed it at the floor and pulled at the trigger...only to find it was soldered in place; that’s what made it fake. No fucking way would I ever have pulled a gun on these guys if I’d thought it could actually fire. I’m an asshole, not a killer.
“Fuck, Rett...” he moaned.
I shifted my legs so I could sit up...cross-legged but still on Niko’s thighs. I took the pistol, wrapped my hand around the nape of Liam’s neck and said, “You just did, and quite nicely,” before I pulled him into a kiss.
He was so startled, he let me.
Then I added, “Feeling better about us? Now that you did to me what I did to you?” And since he still had his dick out and it wasn’t completely soft, yet, dropped the gun on the coffee table and felt him up. He actually clenched his ass to push his dick more into my hand, and I felt a bit of a jump in it as it threatened to grow, again. That's when I tickled his balls before getting off the couch.
“So I’m a fag, huh,” he murmured.
That irritated me. “You been with a girl?”
He nodded.
“Did you like it?”
He half shrugged. “What’s not to like?”
“Did you get off with her as much as you did with me?”
He hesitated, so I continued, “All that means is you like sex. Well, your body does, and it doesn’t care who it’s with. Your brain’s what’s the problem. This is good sex, that is bad sex. The only real difference between them is, one can get your partner pregnant, the other can’t.”
That is when Ben chimed in with, “You really think it’s that simple?”
I looked at him. He was standing by the couch, finishing tucking himself away to zip up his jeans. God, he was so lovely to look at...lean and taut and sleek...once he had a few years behind him, he’d be perfect.
“I proved a mouth is a mouth, with you,” I said. “Do I have to fuck you and get you off to prove the rest? Be happy to do so.”
“Yeah, you would be.”
“Rett,” said Liam, “I don’t get it. I pulled a gun on you and you’re like no big deal. Why?”
“Yeah,” Ben said, finally paying attention. “You want us to think you’re too cool to care about that? That you aren’t pissed off?”
Now that pair of questions made me stop and think, for a moment. Because he was right; I wasn’t. It’s not like I’d expected Liam to pull some shit with me, but that fact that he had didn’t really bother me. No anger. No threats of reprisal. Just a shrug, as if his betrayal really was meaningless. That...did actually confuse me.
Liam brok into my thoughts with, “Is it ‘cause you knew the gun wasn’t gonna work?”
“Maybe, a little,” I said, still thinking. “But the way I feel about you two...well...” I was going to say you’re too cute to hate, but that was too glib to be true, “I don’t know...you also stabbed me in the back, with Vance and Niko, here...and you’ve been messing with me...so yeah, it doesn’t make sense.”
“You just wanna keep fuckin’ us,” sneered Liam.
Which made me whine. “No, I prefer guys like Niko...not kids...”
“We’re eighteen,” snapped Ben.
“I know!” I snapped back. “But I’m almost twice your age. And no question there’s a lot of men out there who’d go nuts for the chance to get hold of someone like you or Liam. Men even older than me. And now that I’ve had you both...shit, fucking Niko was ten times better, for me.”
"Hey!" Liam yelped, irritated.
But it was. As was fucking Ryan Orriagio and Ralph and a host of other men I’d taken. Which made me laugh, adding taken in every way. And these two brats thought they were young and pretty was all that mattered.
I still couldn’t understand why I’m willing to let their bullshit slide and needed time to think about this, so I said, “Help me get Niko upstairs.”
Liam blinked. “Fuck, Rett, you gonna keep him?”
I’d love to if I could, but I had no place to store his ass. So I just said, “No, I want him on the bed while you two shower.”
“Shower?” That burst out of Ben.
“Yeah, as I watch. That way, you can wash me off you.”
“I dunno,” said Liam. “I...I...I got nothin’ clean to wear.”
“What do you need? I can give you a t-shirt. Some sexy briefs you can model for me. Or we can wash your outfits while you bathe.”
“While we’re all naked.” Ben was smirking, now.
“You’d like that,” said Liam.
I shrugged. “It’s the pervert in me. You’re both on the young side, but you are well-put-together and I got no qualms about manhandling you, some more.”
Ben eyed me then let a snarky grin cross his face. “Y’know, I do feel kind of skanky, and his mom’ll ask me what I been up to if I smell bad...”
Liam sighed. “Yeah, she don’t like him much.”
“Why’s that?” I asked.
“Thinks he’s a bad influence.”
I chuckled. “Shit, people still say that?”
Ben almost smiled. “Where’s the washer and dryer?”
“The garage,” I said. “First, help me get Niko upstairs on the bed. Then you can strip down in front of me, plop ‘em in...and have fun in the shower, long as you want. Different hot water heater.”
“What are you gonna do with him?” Ben asked. He was actually concerned.
I caressed his face. “I’m not going to hurt him, if that’s your worry. Just take the ball gag out and undo some of the bindings...and talk.”
They shrugged an agreement to each other, then Liam helped Ben turn Niko face up to take him under the arms. Liam grabbed him by the legs. And his dick and balls rolled around quite nicely.
I do have to say, the picture they made carrying a gorgeous half-naked man to the stairs...his glorious ass amazingly visible throughout, as were his perfect pecs and nips...it was beyond erotic. I let the phone record it all as they climbed the stairs.
And Niko's eyes stayed closed the whole time.
They flumped him on the bed and adjusted him so a pillow was under his head. His pecs, belly and crotch were beautifully exposed. His hands were still tied behind him. His ankles were still crossed and tapedx. The ball gag was wet and saliva trailed from his mouth. His breathing was slow and a bit unsure. His eyes stayed closed the whole time.
“Thanks, guys,” I said. “And now...?”
Liam started to undo his shorts but Ben stopped him. “Remember how Georgie liked it?”
That brought the wickedest smirks I’d ever seen to their faces. And was I glad I still had the phone recording.
Ben turned to face me, his stance casual and erotic in the extreme, his lips moistened and his eyes half closed. Liam’s hands slipped around from behind him, under his arms, and began to unbutton his shirt.
Ben’s voice was pure sensuality as he said, “Georgie loved Sade.”
Without a second’s hesitation I said, “Alexa, play Sade.”
And what did the bitch pull up? No Ordinary Love. Too fucking appropriate.
Bit by bit, Liam unbuttoned Ben’s shirt. Then he gently pulled it back over his shoulders to show of a magnificent chest and nips then down his lovely arms, so lean and clean in ways too obscene. Liam’s fingers trailed back up to tickle over Ben’s pecs and tits, sending waves of want into my chest as they danced their way over the hair fanning them. Hair more like down that swirled to his flat belly and the top of his pants. The waist button was undone, very expertly and the pants shifted off Ben’s hips to let them slide down his fine-as-fuck legs, so beautifully formed as to be impossible...
Again, I was reconsidering my preference for older men...because the way Ben’s breathing gave his nips their own life...and the way he flexed his soft little abs...My prurient needs were exploding within me. Even the way his briefs cradled his dick and balls was unmatched in the realm of erotica. That I already knew what they looked like and the size he could grow to and how he tasted only added to the wonder of the moment.
And didn’t he fucking know it...
Then he slipped around behind Liam and parroted his actions. Shirt off, slowly and elegantly. Lean lovely pecs. Lean lovely tits. Lean lovely abs. Breathing soft and easy. Shorts undone to drop down lean lovely legs. You’d think I hadn’t just had sex with these two...that this was the first time I was seeing them...and I was loving it.
Now both were in just their undies. They faced each other, body to body, crotch to crotch, perky asses in full view, and each took the other’s briefs and pulled them down their hips, so that their dicks were massaging each other’s....then rubbing each other’s balls and even their tits were touching.
Then Ben lay his head against Liam’s chest and looked at me and murmured, “This what you wanted?”
I nodded.
Liam smirked at me, saying, “Still too young?”
I shook my head. All I could think to actually say was, “You need any help setting up the shower?”
“Don’t be an ass, Rett,” Ben laughed, then he waggled his lovely dick at me, slapped Liam’s ass, and they took their clothes downstairs to the washer.
“Use half the recommended soap,” I called after them.
It took me a moment to return to the here and now. But finally, I turned the phone to Niko and all but made love to him with it, moving in close to trail from his elegant neck over his well-developed pecs and perky tits then down his treasure trail to end on his floppy little dick and amazing balls. His high-cost boxer briefs were still pulled down his legs to give them room.
I caressed his belly and toyed with his pubes as I said, “I know you’re uncomfortable, but we need to settle some boundaries.”
He opened his eyes and glared at me.
“No yelling. No calling for help or anything stupid like that and I’ll remove the gag. You agree?”
He took in a deep breath and exhaled in a way that seemed almost resigned. Then he nodded. So I reached behind him and undid the ball gag and let it drop to the floor.
He breathed in deep and fast, flexing his jaw and shifting his neck.
I cut the tape around his ankles, as well, letting him shift his legs around in a way that made his dick and balls bounce to retake my attention. I played with them, for a moment, and he did nothing to try and stop me, then I pulled his boxer briefs up and tucked them away.
For later games, maybe.
“What was the plan?” I asked. “You were to keep me busy till Ben and Liam could tie me up. What then?”
He shook his head, very slightly. “I don’t know. Once they had you, I was supposed to leave.”
“Was Vance close by?”
He shrugged.
“Why were you helping him?”
“You don’t say no to Vance.”
I had to give him that. “What kind of hold does he have on you?”
“Total.” Then he looked at me, plaintively, and added in the softest voice, “Will you help me get away from him?”
“What?” I asked.
“Will you help me get away from him?”
“Vance?”
He sort of nodded, still not looking at anything. “What you did to me...you’re not the first. I...I always have to go along. Had to. With whatever Vance wanted. Told me to do. that, or I lose everything. Everything.” He gave a soft chuckle. “I’d have to go home. Work in a Lowes or Walmart. Be nobody, again. Sometimes I think I should...but then I get another gig and...and I’m thinking, this one’ll be better. So fucking stupid. Thinking that. Never is. Never.”
I sat on the edge of the bed, unable to think of anything to say.
He finally looked at me. “I’m not that smart. All I got’s my looks. But you? You figured it out and...and look what you did. What you did to me. How you got those two little shits to go along. You know how to handle people. You could handle Vance. I can’t. I’m all tied up...”
He chuckled and shifted to ease his shoulders. “Not for real. Just contracts. Money I owe him. Shit I’d have to pay off the rest of my life.”
“What makes you think I can make Vance back off from you?”
“You’re on his level. You don’t depend on him for anything. Can’t get hurt by him.”
“Why did he want you and the boys to take me down?”
“Told you. I don’t know. All I do know is, you don’t depend on him. And that pisses him off. He likes to control people.”
Yeah, that was Vance. “How much money do you owe him?”
“Fuck, I got no idea.”
“Ten thousand? Twenty? Fifty?”
He almost snorted in derision. “Try six-figures. He owns me. Owned me since I came out here. Agency I’m with is his. That condo’s his. I get charged for everything. Rent. Top hotels. Car to pick me up at the airport. Car to take me back. Air fare, first class only. I get free clothes, sometimes. But if I wind up with ten percent of my fees, I’m doin’ good. Not enough to do anything. Plan anything. Change anything.” He gave a long sigh. “Not enough to have a dog...”
His voice trailed off and he shifted his shoulders, again.
That’s when Ben and Liam came back upstairs, tickling at each other, their dicks half hard. Shit, you’d never have known it was less than an hour since they’d just fired loads into me that would be enough to fill a sperm bank.
“Now what?” asked Liam.
“Start the shower,” I said. “I’ll be in shortly.”
Ben cast me a lascivious leer. “You don’t want to watch us go from dry kittens to wet tigers?”
Okay...what was going on with these two? What we’d done downstairs could be considered non-consensual sex...but here they were acting like randy little monkeys. And what was worse? I was liking it. And still wondering why I wasn’t upset about their betrayal of me.
They hopped into the bathroom and set all six taps going, in the shower. And my thought was, I’ll watch them do it another time. I had something else I wanted to do, more.
I turned back to Niko and saw he was casting me a sad look. “Okay, you don’t wanna, that’s fine. But please...please don’t tell Vance what I said.”
“Shut the fuck up,” I said. “Lean forward.”
He hesitated then did. I reached behind him and untied the ropes, freeing his hands. He moved his arms around and flexed and stretched. We could hear Ben and Liam horsing around in my massive walk-in shower. Like little puppies playing in the rain, free and happy.
And I realized...Jesus, I actually really did want Niko to feel the same way. I just raped him and now I think I’m going to make his life great and wonderful?
Oh, why the fuck not?
“So the hold Vance has on you is financial?” I asked.
Niko flexed his shoulders and rubbed his arms. “That. Info. Videos. Pictures. Shit to make my life hell. I don’t care about it...but my mom...I couldn’t do that to her. Told me he’d send her everything when I tried to dump him, once.”
“Does he make that much money off you?”
He cast me a truly incredulous look. “What the fuck? You’ve seen the ad campaigns. The companies I’m spokesman for. You’ve even been obsessin’ over me ‘cause of how I look. Now you’ve had me, and you still askin’ that question?”
He put his hands behind his head and leaned back, and fuck was he gorgeous, doing that. Just like in some of his ad campaigns.
He almost laughed. “All the cash I’m bringin’ in, an’ I got two-hundred and fifty-five bucks in the bank. Not even a thousand in savings. The only thing I really honestly own is my truck...and it needs work.”
“You said you like dogs...”
He nodded, drifting. “Border collies. Folks got one when I was three. Spent my life with him. When he passed is when I split...”
Looking at him lying there, exposed from his chest down to his pubes, his briefs barely covering his dick and balls, I felt...okay this doesn't make sense but it was an erotic-paternalistic emotion coming over me. Niko’s only a couple years younger than me, but I knew he heeded someone to lean on...and I wanted to be that someone.
I patted his abs and said, as a joke, “You could always do an OnlyFans.”
He shook his head. “Vance said no. It’d hurt my brand.”
“Shit, he is a control freak. Why do you stay here?”
“What else’m I good for? Can’t act. Can’t sing.”
”Camera likes you.”
“Which is why I’m still in demand. Maybe for a few more years. Then...”
He closed his eyes in a grimace.
I caressed his belly, light and easy. “Niko...do you get an accounting of the money?”
“Oh, yeah. Gotta, for taxes. Which Vance gets filed for me. And keeps any refund.”
“Got copies?”
“Yeah. Shit to sign. Have on file. Make it all legal. Fuckin’ legal.”
“You open to showing me last year’s tax return?”
He looked at me, confused. “Why?”
“Information gathering.”
He sat up, finally paying real attention to me. “Wait...you...you’ll...?”
“You want a shower before we go back to your place? It’s a really cool one. Jets of water from all over. Join a couple of cute kids having a blast?”
He shook his head. “I’d rather do that at my place.”
“Then let’s go.” I went into the bathroom. Steam clouded the glass panes, but I could make out Liam washing Ben like a servant would his master.
“Rett and I’re heading over to his place,” I told them.
They both looked at me.
“Thought you wanted to watch,” said Ben.
“That strip tease did me fine. You guys wanna crash here?”
They seemed surprised. Cast each other a nearly happy look then nodded at me.
“That’ll be cool,” said Ben.
“Mom gets pissed if we come in at four in the mornin’,” Liam said, chuckling.
“Great. Dunno when I’ll be back, but food and drink’re yours. And make goddamn fucking sure you keep the doors locked. Do not let anyone in. And I do mean ANYone.”
Ben caught my meaning and nodded while Liam shrugged.
Then I drove Niko to his condo.
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