"Show you who's boss, huh?" Bill practically growled, even though he was smiling. He rolled Joey onto his back and growled again as he buried his chin into Joey's neck. He pinned Joey's wrists down and begin nibbling at his neck. "Who wants to go to work tomorrow with a HICKEY." "AGGGG. NOT ME SIR.. AGGGG." Bill began scraping some beard over Joey's neck. Joey fought, but he knew, it was hopeless. He had a hard on for Bill already, and the scruffing was just making him more and more desperate, for cock. Bill stopped and looked at him before he kissed Joey, HARD, shoving his tongue into him. "OH FUCK. My sweet, sweet Joey. I just wanna EAT YOU." "I'll eat you Sir..." Joey gasped. "But FUCK ME. PLEASE PLEASE FUCK ME." "Oh, I'll fuck you studbunny.. I'll fuck you HARD, the way the BOSS does. " Joey began to laugh. "Stud bunny? Does that make you the stud WOLF?" Bill smiled, and HOWLED like he was a wolf. Joey grinned to himself. He had just manipulated Bill, for the first time. He knew Nate would hear the howl. He wanted Nate to know... he was BILL'S boy, and if Nate tried to horn in, he was gonna have to be pretty damn good, because imagining Bill fucking Joey, when Bill was too tired or busy to do it himself, was pretty hot."
But now, Bill was doing it. He had Joey pinned under him. "Should I make the stud bunny laugh, or moan... Or both?" He began to squeeze Joey's nips. He hadn't done that for a while, and Joey began to writhe. "Not convinced you're more than the wolf. Not the boss." "Oh really? Is that right foxy boy?" "Ha ha. First I was a bunny , now I'm a fox. What's next? " Bill smiled. "Next you're gonna be a mink. Cause we're gonna FUCK like minks." He grabbed Joey's ankles. The young man's flexibility was so , that Bill could spread those legs far - almost to the 180 Joey could get when he tried. "I think I'm gonna have ankle restraints put on the bed joey. That way I can lock you in, and my hands'll be free to do whatever. I. want.' "DO IT SIR. Please. DO IT. Or I"ll do it. This weekend. I'll build them. My dad taught me." "He taught you to build ankle restraints?" "NO you silly wolf. He taught me.. OH FUCK. He didn't teach me what you're teaching me Sir.." Bill had just pushed his cock into Joey's ass. He was ravenously horny - maybe hornier than Joey was - and he pushed in deep, keeping Joey's legs apart. "DAMN SIR.You ARE the boss. OWN ME WOLFMAN. OWN ME! " What had gotten into Bill? Joey didn't know, but he was fucking him harder than he ever had, and Joey was loving every bit of it. "SHIT. I'm gonna need a stand up desk at work tomorrow Sir." "Maybe you won't be able to sit period... FUCKTOI." The pounding Joey was getting began to hurt. He didn't mind. His cock was hurting too, because it was so hard. He had never been this hard before. Bill was working his prostate... like a boss. Joey had taken Bill's cock enough to know when he was close. 'SHOOT IN ME BOSS. SHOOT IN ME. SHOW YOUR BOI WHO'S THE BOSS. FUCK ME. BREED ME. MAKE ME SCREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM !!!!!" It may have been the first time since they got together, that Bill came before Joey did. It was close, but Bill DID shoot first. As they embraced after they were done, Joey smiled. He was holding Bill, playing with the hair on his back. "DAMN SIR. That was a fucking AWESOME fuck. Look at the mess!!" It was true. Joey and Bill were both covered with jizz. It was all over the sheets. A total mess. " Bill was smiling and laughing. "GOD Angel boy, you make me feel like I'm 30 again. Tell you what? Why don't you go clean yourself up? I'll change the bed. Then I'll clean up. I think we'll sleep well tonight." And indeed, they did. The only person in the house who didn't sleep well, was Nate, who DID hear the yelling and howling, and the laughing, and was screaming inside with jealousy. Joey was HOT. How come Bill had all the luck?
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Bill and Joey had the alarm for Joey, since he "punched a clock" so to speak. When it went off, and Joey had pushed the button to off, Bill hugged him closer. "You know what you do to me sweet boy? You make me feel like I'm in my thirties again."
"Geez Sir. I don't know what to say. Maybe you have some photos of those days." Bill laughed. "Know who knows where they are? Nate. He'll probably pull them out at some point. He loves showing off, as he puts it 'my hottie uncle.' Joey rolled around and was face to face with Bill. "I think you're a hottie now Sir. Will I be able to stand it?" Bill smiled, and kissed Joey. "I guess we'll have to see. " He sniffed. "Nate's up. He's making breakfast. I know you usually run out of the house with just coffee, but do your boyfriend a favor sweetie. Eat a little of what he cooked. It'll make him happy." "Ok Sir. Smells like eggs. I can do that."
The two of them went out and there was Nate, in shorts and no shirt, whipping up some eggs. He smiled. "Should I tell you about how the two of you kept me awake last night. OOPS. I just did." He smiled a tight smile. "I made a scramble with some veggies and cheese I found in the fridge. Joey, we've just met so I didn't know if you were vegetarian." Joey smile. "Oh no. I eat meat Nate. Thanks." Nate smiled back. "I bet you're particular fond of sausage," which made Joey blush and Bill give him a look "GUNC. Joey's Italian. I've never met an Italian who didn't like sausage." "I like ALL sausage Nate. " Then Joey smiled. "Especially if it's raw and really long." "BOYS! Bill yelled, laughing. "ENOUGH. I can't handle banter without coffee. " After he ate a quick breakfast, Joey got up. "That's about all I can handle in the morning, but if there's some bread and you can pack up the leftovers, I'll take em for morning snack." He got up, and went over, kissing Nate on the head. "Thank you for breakfast Nate. It was really kind of you. My turn next time." Then he went off to shower.
When they were alone, Nate and Bill sat down, and Nate spoke. "I have to admit, Gunc, this one's really sweet. Really nice. And he's into you. GOD is he into you." Then he paused. "Are you sharing?" Bill sighed. "I don't want to, but I told Joey last night, yes. He's 20. Going on 21. The boy is a sex machine. I can't keep up with him. " Nate smiled. "I think I can handle that. He bottoms?" "All he does for me. You should know that." "Well, you never know. I'll let you know when I've tried."
Joey had gotten used to getting ready quickly. He came out of the bedroom wearing a white oxford and khaki pants. He had picked up tan from his bike rides, and the light colors favored his darker skin. "I'll text you when it looks like I'm leaving work Sir. Is there anything you need, or that I should know?" Bill smiled. "I'll let you know if there is. For now though..." He pointed to his lips. "MMMMM. Dessert after that wonderful breakfast. " Joey took the bag Nate handed him. "Thank you Nate. You're gonna save me a donut run at 10:30." And he was gone, justs like that.
Nate and Bill went back to chatting. "You've got him calling you Sir. SWEET." Bill grinned. "You know, it didn't take much. GOD that boy was so scared when he came over the first time. When he's nervous, he eats." He laughed. "I think he ate a pizza and a half that night." "How long did it take before you, ahem..." "Less than a week. I REALLY did luck out Nate. This boy was just SO ready for someone to break him in. " A pause. "By the way, he asked to see pics of me when I was in my 30s. Nate laughed. "OH, THIS is gonna be fun. I bet you didn't tell him about your second sport." Nate looked thoughtful. No, as a matter of fact I didn't. I'm not sure why. He hasn't found any of my old singlets yet. I bet he'd fit into them too. And look really hot. "
In fact, Joey HAD found them. And he had tried one of them on. He could've sworn it carried Bill's scent. When he looked at himself in the mirror, wearing the dark blue singlet, he saw his bulge grow. Yes, part of it was seeing himself look that sexy. But the rest of it was, well, the thoughts in his mind of Bill wrestling him, pinning him down, making him submit, and then....
He had to get out of the singlet before it was too late.
But that had happened a few weeks ago. He wasn't thinking about it as he pedaled off to the office. He had gotten into the swing of the job, and liked it. His colleagues were great, he enjoyed the work, and it was close enough to home that he didn't really have to worry about being late.
That morning, he got a message to go and see Kevin. He knocked on the door. Kevin's office was the usual mishmash of papers. Joey had been in here looking for an important document once. He found it in Kevin's file titled "Shit I gotta do." "Sir, you wanted to see me?" Kevin looked up and smiled. "Joey. Sit down. Let's just have a quick chat." "DId I do something wrong Sir?" Kevin laughed. "No , no. You know, your friends told me that you think it's always your fault. I think I know where you got that. But no, it's all good. In fact, it's more than good. And that's why you're here. First, everyone has noticed how hard you work - how diligent. " "Thank you Sir. I don't want to disappoint anyone." "I know. We all know. So, two things. First, we're going to give you a slight raise for the rest of the summer. It's not much, but it's a bit . Second, you start senior year in about six weeks. Do you know what you want to do after school is over? Any thoughts.? "Uh, well, no. I thought I'd try to become a coach, but I guess that's gone. And then this new thing with Bill... I haven't gotten very far on the future." Kevin shook his head. "I didn't think so, so let me put this in front of you: no one stays in a paralegal job forever. But if you want to stay here, while you figure out what you're doing, you've got a place." Joey looked shocked. "REALLY? You mean..." "Yeah, you have a job. You don't have to go back home if you don't want to, and if you don't want to look for jobs, you don't have to do that either." Now a wicked smile played across his face. "You can dedicate that time to Bill." "And Nate," he thought to himself. Seeing Nate shirtless that morning had gotten his juices going. It wasn't the turn on that Bill gave him, but ...." "Sir, thank you. I didn't expect this. " "You've got plenty of time to decide Joey. I just know that you'll be back to school soon, and seniors always talk about what's happening next. I know you don't want to be apart from Billy, so ..." Joey laughed. "I apologize Sir. I never think of Mr. Scott as Billy" There was a twinkle in Kevin's eye. "You ought to call him that some time. See what happens." Joey held out his hand. "Thank you Sir. I appreciate this so much."
When he got back to his cubicle, he texted Bill. "Hey Sir. Big news. Got an offer for a job after school is over. Not so big news. I'm horny." Bill shot back a text with the erupting whale. "Me too." "I'll leave at 5 on the dot. Anything I should bring home Sir?" "Just your sexy self. I loved your outfit today. Don't change if I'm there before you." Well, Joey had other ideas. He was thinking about that singlet. ...
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Joey did get home first. Nate was there. "Hey Nate. Thanks again. That homemade egg mcmuffin hit the spot." Nate came over. "My pleasure. Speaking of pleasure..." He moved over to where Joey was standing. "I've been thinking about you all day. And sausage. And your lips.." "Uh." "No uh, boy. Get on your knees. DON'T TOUCH YOURSELF. I know you probably got plans with Bill. But right now, I need sucking. " Joey gulped. He wanted it. He really did. Nate had already dropped his zipper. His cock was gorgeous. Probably longer than Bill's but not as long. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WAITING FOR. BILL CAN HAVE YOUR ASS FOR NOW. I WANT YOUR MOUTH." Joey gulped. He remembered what Bill had told him. He got on his knees, and began sucking Nate. Slowly, then with longer, deeper gulps. Nate began to moan. "FUCK YEAH. Gunc always trains his boys well." As Joey was going down on Nate, he heard the key in the door. Bill was home. He began to turn, but Nate yanked his head forward so he couldn't move. Bill saw them, and just walked by . He smiled as he went to the bedroom. This is what he wanted. He was getting it.
It didn't take long. Joey was an excellent cocksucker and Bill heard Nate yelp as Joey finished him off. He knew enough about Nate's behavior that he knew there wouldn't be follow up. And he knew enough about Joey's sense of guilt. He just waited.
Joey came into the bedroom. He saw Bill sitting on the bed. He was smiling. Joey came over sat down next to him, and snuggled under his arm. He began to cry. "I'm sorry Sir. I'm really, REALLY sorry." Bill just stroked Joey's hair, hugging him, until the sobbing let up a little. "Hey angel boy, it's ok. It's really ok. I told you it was gonna be ok." "I know but... you saw it." "Yes, I did. And it was hot." He kissed Joey's forehead and he laughed.
"Sorry, but I'm not kissing your lips until you brush your teeth. " He kissed Joey again. Then he looked at him. "Who do you love more than anyone else in the world. ' "Uh, you Sir." "Nope. Wrong answer. Your mom and dad. And your sisters and brother. Then me. " "Yeah, you're right Sir. I thought you meant outside of family." "Well Joey, Bill loves you too. And Bill wants you to be happy. So don't feel guilty. This is part of your job around here. You have two men to keep happy. You up to it." Joey smiled. "We won't know until I try Sir." "Well , you got half of it done. So go get your teeth brushed, and then come out here pup. Big dog wants something." He smacked Joey's ass as he went toward the bathroom. Something about that slap made Joey feel better.
Bill waited, thinking about how hot it was gonna be to fuck that preppy ass when Joey came out of the bedroom. But instead of a preppy, there was Joey; teeth brushed, and Bill's old singlet on. "Wanna wrestle Sir?" "Oh. My. "OH MY." Bill just whispered, as Joey got into a wrestling pose. "Oh, you are asking for it young man." Joey had never wrestled. He had only watched it on TV, and then jerked off. Bill had no problem getting him into a gut wrench, and then dragging him to the bed, where he pinned him. "Know what I always wondered Joey boy? Why these things don't have holes in them so you can just slip in." "You made me brush my teeth Sir. I better get some kissing first." "OH he's a pushy bottom tonight. He sucks one other cock and then..." Bill pressed his lips to Joey's. "MMMMM. MMMMMM." Joey sucked in his tongue and Bill moved his fingers to Joey's nips. The boy wasn't going anywhere, and he began to buck his hips pushing up into Bill. "Ever hear of a spit roast, Joey?" "No Sir." "You're gonna google it tonight. It's on the menu for the future. But for now, on my menu, is boy butt. " He slid the singlet off Joey, in one practiced move. He whispered "you're so much hotter than Dmitri ever was... " As he spread joey's legs, he told him. "I'm gonna have to show you a video . One of my faves. A Canadian guy. Must've been a gymnast. Straight. But he did wrestling videos. Used to get tied up, beaten, jerked off, all that. never fucked. But he had a 180 too. "I'm better Sir. I get fucked." "Yes, yes you do. Like RIGHT NOW." Bill pulled his own pants down and spread saliva on his cock. He wanted Joey so badly. When he saw the young Italian preppy leave in the morning, he was horny. He was horny all day. And now he had this sexy wrestler underneath him - a sexy wrestler who was moaning "YES. " and "OH FUCK" and "GOD YOU'RE SO BIG"
as Bill took him. Joey was so hard from the blow job he gave Nate, and the pounding he was taking, that he couldn't control himself, and shot so high he caught Bill in the face. Bill just licked it off. "Now I'll have to brush MY teeth. Nate is a damn good cook." He pressed one more time, and then he began to fill Joey. As Joey started getting up, he grinned. "So, what would happen if I called you Billy?" Bill looked at the boy still pinned under him. "THIS is what would happen." He began tickling Joey all over his sides. "RAISE YOUR ARMS BOI. GIMME THOSE PITS OR I'M GOING FOR YOUR FEET." "NOOOOOO. NOOOOO. I'M SORRY I'M SORRY. I'LL NEVER CALL YOU BILLY AGAIN." "Oh, you can call me Billy, angel boy. Just know that this is what's gonna happen. And.... " There was a wicked look on Bill's face as he got up. He came back with a dildo. "You're gonna wear this through dinner. I'll take it out after we're done." He slid the thing into Joey, who winced, but knew: it was in, tight.
"Now, how about we go see about what Nate's got planned for dinner." After the words came out of his mouth, Bill heard noise behind him. He looked and saw nothing. "It was Nate Sir. He came in and watched after you pinned me down."