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Part 2
Chicago is quite a diverse city, and is known for its large gayborhood, called Boystown. However, I had no plans to take Raul there to get his grooming and tattoo done. Part of me was selfish and wanted to keep him to myself; the other part of me wasn't really into the gay scense, which could be a little intimidating at times in Chicago. Instead, we headed down to Pilsen, a predominantly Hispanic neighborhood where Raul usually went to get his hair cut.
We went to his usual barber, Manuel, a gruff, 40-year old Puerto Rican man of mixed white and black ancestry, himself covered in tattoos and hairy with a thick beard. Raul introduced me and informed him that I didn't speak Spanish. After chatting a bit, Manuel led us to a back room. Manuel shook my hand; "Nice to meet one of Raul's friends. How can I help you?"
"Can you keep a secret?" Raul asked. "Of course."
"Kenny and I have agreed that I will be on display as furniture in our apartment while we live together."
Manuel's eyes grew wide for a second, then he laughed. "Still showing off, huh?" "Yeah man," Raul chuckled. "You know I'm planning to be all celibate this year, but I don't mind showing off for my gay friend here," he said, clasping my shoulder with his large hand.
"Ah, so we're here to, how you say, custom build." Manuel said, laughing. "I guess so," I quietly responded. "Well, then, I really don't have to talk to you, Raul. This is all about what Kenny wants, right?" Manuel said, staring at me and not looking at Raul at all. In the corner of my eye, I saw Raul gulp and quietly shake his head.
"Should we strip the merchandise so we can see what we're working with?" Manuel asked me. I nodded, and Manuel snapped his fingers at Raul. Raul immediately started stripping until he was all in his naked glory.
Manuel inspected Raul, gently grabbing his neck, flicking his nipples, grazing down his abs, and feeling the massive globes of his ass. "You've got quite a specimen here, Kenny. Nice merchandise," he said to me, smiling as he grasped Raul's thick member, which was swelling up a bit - now at 8 inches, a little harder than before. "What are you thinking of doing?" He asked, playing with Raul's foreskin.
I looked at Raul, and he put his head down, as if to say, I'm not here, all you to decide. It was hot to see this mountain of a man, and a straight man at that, leaving himself to my whims.\
"Well, I would like to get his asshole shaved." "We can do that," Manuel said. "Any other hair you'd like to get rid of?" "No thanks," I responded. "I like to remember that I have a man for furniture, not a boy." Manuel laughed, and Raul quietly snickered in the background.
"Lay on the table," Manuel ordered Raul. "And spread your ass." Raul complied and I watched as this macho guy let himself be vulnerable - probably for the first time - as Manuel clipped away. "How does this look?"
I stared at a beautiful brown hole, surrounded by massive globes of muscle. "Looks good," I gulped, almost a bit hypnotized.
"Anything else?" Manuel asked. "Not everyday you get to build a piece of custom furniture."
"Not much else, honestly," I said, staring at Raul face down on the table, naked and exposed. "Just a barcode and nametag." "Ah," Manuel said. "Marking your property?" "Exactly," I responded.
Manuel pulled out his phone and fiddled for it for a while. Then he showed it to me; he was on a fetish website for people into master-slave role play. "I created an account with you both -just under your first names for your privacy, and it generates a barcode that can be scanned using the app, and it identifies the owner." He used my phone to scan a barcode on his screen to show me. On popped a nondescript white page: "97628420. Property of Kenny." That gave me a strange feeling and I felt myself harden a bit more. "Looks good."
I directed him to do a small tattoo on Raul's right sole. Raul's body tightened up as Manuel inked his foot. "I know you were trying to put something discreet on him, but that skin can be a bit sensitive," Manuel said, chuckling as he applied the tattoo pen to Raul. "Oh I'm sorry!" I exclaimed. "Not a problem," I heard Raul's muffled answer - he was still facedown on the table. "It's what you wanted."
After he finished, Manuel made Raul stand up and put his hands behind his head. "Also, for what it's worth, good that you're not messing with the aesthetic of the furniture piece," Manuel said. "A big barcode on this would really mess with the view," he said, running his hands on Raul's left hip. I could see that Raul was at full hardness - a total of 10 inches, his hard dick dripping some precum.
"Is this you at your hardest?" Manuel asked, gripping Raul's cock firmly. Raul nodded. "Feel this," Manuel said, grabbing my hand and placing it on the hard dick. It felt hot and hard in my hands, but the skin was soft. Raul shivered.
"Anything more you'd like," Manuel asked, wiping his hands with hand sanitizer and offering me some. "Nothing that comes to mind," I answered. "Any recommendations?"
"Just one," he said. He turned to Raul and said, "remain here in this position." Raul nodded. I gave a look at his majestic body and he smiled meekly.
Manuel led me upstairs to a sex shop next door. He waved at the lady at the counter and led me to the back part to a wall of chastity devices. "You'll want to grab one of these for transporting your furniture back - if he gets hard, he'll take someone's eye out."
"Good idea," I said. "I like a clear one." Manuel found a sizeable one - bigger than my smaller cock when hard, but would probably trap Raul's cock at a soft 6 inches. We checked out, and I handed him my credit card.
"No," he said. "Raul told me he would pay for all the improvements. Let me install this lock on him and give you the key."
When we got back to Raul, his dick had softened quite a bit, which made it easier, but not easy, to put the clear plastic lock on his dick. We paid, and Raul put his top, shorts and flip flops on.
As we left, Manuel called after me and said, "this was fun. If you ever want to have him groomed, let me know, and I can offer a discount." "Thanks," I responded, as Raul and I headed back to the apartment.
When we got back, Raul immediately stripped as we had agreed. "How do you feel?" I asked.
"I feel good as long as you're happy," he said, beaming with pride as I again stared down his near-naked body - naked, of course, except for the cage.
I unlocked him and his thick dick popped out and almost immediately started swelling up to semihard. "Sorry about that," he laughed. "I don't mind at all. You have a nice cock - definitely part of the view," I responded, smiling. His dick swelled up a little at that.
We agreed that the chastity device would be a part of his uniform - he would wear it under his clothes everytime he left the apartment. It would keep him out of trouble, he said. For me? It was also hot to have control over his manhood. This was going to be an interesting year.