LIFE WITH JOEY: The Next Day #8: Cole and Ray, Round 1' {Bud_83@hotmail.com}
Date: 07/09/2002
WARNING: This is a work of fiction. Any
similarity to individuals, living or dead, is purely
coincidental. Do not read this story if you are offended by
man-to-man sex, abusive/offensive language. Do not read if you
are underage or it is prohibited according to the laws governing
the geographical location wherein you dwell. This episode will
focus on bondage, sexual initiation, and verbal abuse. The
characters are adults experiencing sexual awakening, and
male-male relationships. There are degrading words and both adult
and erotic situations. There is unsafe sex practiced, and it is
not advised to attempt this in real life. Stories are fun because
there are no real ramifications . . . Life isn't as forgiving.
Even if they are fictitious, all participants are consenting
(although they may begin or seem reluctant). This episode puts me
closer to the completion of the series. I expect that there will
be three more before it ends. This installment (obviously from
the title) deals with the missing Cole and Ray. (I apologize for
this taking so long to get out, but aside from a busy life, I
wanted to do this one justice.) Enjoy!
Copyright 2001 by Chet English. Permission is granted to Nifty
Archives to post one copy. No part may be copied, reproduced,
republished, or reposted without written permission from the
author.
GIVING CREDIT WHERE IT IS DUE: This one is for Phil who has been
a constant supporter, and Ironguy2 who gave me the idea
(different characters than you suggested and slightly different
circumstances, I know, but the idea was yours.) And to BGHE who
aided in the development of Cole.
(M^M, bondage, domination, fetish) [ 8 | ? ]
THE
NEXT DAY #8: Cole and Ray, Round 1
WHAT WENT ON BEFORE . . . Finch revealed his troubled past to
Joey while they spent the day in the barn . . . this is a meanwhile
situation . . . .
Ray pulled into the lot at the 4-H building. The sun was nearly
up and he heard the church bells chime the hour: 7 oclock.
He was pissed with himself about being so late. He had told Joey
he would be back in an hour; that would have been 4:45. It had
taken him about thirty minutes to get home, so it was 4:15 a.m.
When he got there, Theresa was waiting, and true to form, was
pissed with him. They fought for about twenty minutes over the
same old shithe was drunk, he didnt love her, he
could go to hell, that sort of thing. Little did she know she was
pushing him more and more toward those feelings. However, also
true to form, at the end of it all, they wound up in bed and he
fucked her silly to appease her. He fell asleep for about an hour
and woke when one of the kids went running through the hall. Ray
looked at his alarm clock on the nightstand and saw that it was a
little after 6 oclock.
Shit! he mumbled to himself and rushed to the
bathroom for a quick shower. He quickly got dressed and gathered
some clothes for Joey. He mentally kicked himself a few more
times as he drove quickly to the 4-H grounds.
Ray noticed both Joeys and Finchs cars were still
parked in the lot, but the lights in the building were out.
Nervous, he got out of his pick-up; then grabbed the clothes as
an after thought. Ray held the clothes in his left hand and
against his gut like he would a football back in school. He
quickly made his way over to the side door entrance to the
mens room and saw that it was slightly ajar. He opened the
door cautiously and called out for Joey. The lights were out and
he didnt see anything from the light that came in from
outside. He walked in and reached for the light switch. It
didnt take him long to find Joeys and Finchs
clothes on the white and black tiled floor. He was both worried
and confused by that. Where the fuck could they be and why would
Finchs clothes be there? Ray bolted for the other door out
of the restroom that lead into the main hall of the building.
Perhaps, he thought, they were out there. It didnt take him
long to discover that they were not there.
Ray made his way back to the restroom and picked up the clothes
that were left thereJoeys torn costume and
Finchs khaki shorts, Doc Martins, and his shirts and
underwear still balled up as he had them when Ray last saw him.
He rolled all of it up in Joeys cape and turned out the
lights. He had just about made it to the side exit when a figure
darkened the door. Ray froze; he couldnt make out anything
aside from the fact that the man was huge.
Come on out, Ray. The deep voice seemed familiar, but
Ray was too startled to place it.
Who the fuck are you?
Its Cole, Ray. Come on out.
Cole? Fuck! Listen, man! I aint breakin
an entrin, Cole! I sw . . . .
Save it, Ray! I know you arent. Get your ass out
here.
Ray guardedly made his way to the door. He didnt know how
he was going to explain the load of clothes in his hands. It
wasnt like he could say it was his laundry.
Outside, Cole was standing with his arms crossed and feet spread
in an imposing stance.
Look, Cole, I was just . . . . Ray began but was cut
off.
Save it, Ray, I know what youre doing, Ive seen
Joey and Finch.
Ray, misunderstanding and thinking Joey and Finch had been
arrested, immediately became defensive; he couldnt afford
any trouble with the law. Cole, man, I . . . .
Ray, just shut up and get over here. You arent in any
trouble. Joey told me you were bringing him some clothes. Have
you been here long?
Still confused, Ray answered, Naw, not too long, I just got
here, really. Where are Joey and Finch?
Cole stared into Rays face for a moment before he replied.
Theyre out at Riggs barn. They sent me to find
you and make sure you werent freaked out.
Ray was still confused. Whatre they doin out ta
Riggs? Howd ya find em? What the fucks
goin on?
Cole walked the remaining distance between the two of them and
put his big hand on Rays shoulder. Come on,
weve got to move their cars and then take them their
clothes. Ill explain once we get their cars over to my
place and are on our way to the barn.
Cole drove Joeys car while Ray followed in his truck. It
took them three trips before all of the vehicles were at
Coles place. Cole invited Ray in while he took the
opportunity to shower and change. As Cole showered, he had Ray
sit on the toilet so he could explain thing to him. More than a
few times, Cole caught Ray eyeballing him when he was getting
into the shower and then afterwards while he was drying off.
So Riggs took them out there and had a big ol
orgy? Ray said, making a poor attempt at avoiding staring
at Cole as he dried his back. Cole finished drying off and
instead of wrapping the towel around his waist, he put it over
his left shoulder and turned to the sink and mirror. He could see
that Ray was checking him out. He acted like he didnt
notice and enjoyed the audience. Cole was a bit of an
exhibitionist and loved to show his body off at any occasion he
could. Knowing Rays new inclinations, Cole had a perfect
opportunity that just might lead to other prospects. Ever heeding
the knock of opportunity, Cole wasnt about to pass up a
chance at getting Ray to mess around. Of course, there was the
problem that Ray might not be ready for it and that he probably
wasnt a willing bottom, but Cole wasnt going to
concern himself with those issues at the moment. No, right then,
just having Ray checking him out was enough to begin with.
I wouldnt call it an orgy, but yeah, they were
fucking around. Cole understated.
Whew, what a fucking night! Ray shook his head in
wonderment as he adjusted his slightly hard cock in his jeans.
Cole notice the movement but avoided saying anything about it.
Instead, he shifted his hips a little as he finished up at the
sink and allowed his eyes to catch Ray staring at his muscular
ass mounds one more time. He kept his ample dick pressed against
the cold porcelain to aid in keeping it flaccid. Ray looked up at
the last minute and knew he had been caught. Shy about it, he
quickly looked down and away at the door.
Ray got up and rubbed his sweating palms against his thighs.
Well, I guess Ill wait for you out in the living room
while you get dressed. He quickly moved past Cole and made
his way out. Cole just smiled and let him go; he knew he would
have Ray sooner than either would expect if he were any judge of
human character. He smirked to himself once more, grabbed a white
t-shirt, pulled on a pair of jeans, and slipped on his running
shoes then made his way out to the living room. Ray was sitting
on the couch and looking out the window when Cole came into the
room.
Ray did a double take as he noticed that Cole hadnt
bothered to button up his 501s nor had he bothered to put
on any underwear. He tried to cover up his glance, but he knew he
had been caught again. Cole just smiled at him and pulled his tee
over his head and down his powerfully built chest and abs. He
tucked the shirt into his jeans and then slowly buttoned up,
standing only a few feet in front of Ray. Rays eyes bounded
from Coles crotch to his eyes then away.
Heh, heh, uh, yeah
. You eaten? Cole made no
attempt at easing the sexual tension between the two.
Uh, no . . . no I havent. Ray responded.
Well, Ill get something for us. You like eggs and
bacon?
Yeah
eggs and baconll be great.
Good, while I cook the food, you can put those clothes into
the wash. Its out back.
While Ray took care of Joeys clothes, Cole cooked up the
food and he and Ray ate in relative silence. When they were done,
Cole packed up some leftovers in a plastic box and they went out
to Rays truck. Ray drove out to the barn. When they
arrived, they got the clothes and food and went into the barn. It
was dark, but their eyes soon adjusted to the gloom. Cole led
them to the back where they found Joey and Finch asleep in each
others arms on the cot. They looked at the two naked men
sleeping soundly. Cole tapped Ray on the shoulder with the back
of his hand and nodded toward the door. Ray set the clothes and
the box of food at the foot of the cot without waking the
sleepers, but managed to get a good eye-full as he left. The two
men walked out of the barn as quickly and quietly as they could.
Outside, Cole and Ray got back into Rays truck. That is
when Ray asked Cole, Do you think it's safe ta leave them
there like that? The concern in his voice was evident.
Are you kidding? Safe? Who the hell will bother them out
here?
Ray shrugged and said, Naw, that ain't what I meant. I
meant is it safe to leave Joey with Finch.
Cole glanced sideways at Ray and watched as his adam's apple
jumped as he swallowed. Are you kidding me? Did you notice
how those two were lying together? Did you smell the sex and
sweat?
Ray only swallowed again and set his jaw in a tight clinch. Cole
could almost hear Ray's teeth grinding. He knew there was
something more to this than what little he had been told. He was
going to figure this one out.
Cole looked over at the pensive Ray. Hey, you want to hang
out at my place for a few hours? We can come back later and pick
them up.
Ray returned his gaze to Cole, who had his hand in his crotch and
was sort of squeezing it; he didnt say anything, but he
nodded then looked back at the road. They rode in silence the
rest of the ride. Ray squirmed in his seat the entire time as
Cole unashamedly checked him out. It was obvious that he liked
what he saw; it was obvious what he wanted; and it was equally
obvious what was going to happen when they got back to
Coles.
Cole simply stared at Ray. He looked at the way the early sun
made his straight dark hair shine as it hung in his pale blue
eyes. He looked at how his Adams apple rose and fell as he
tried to drive without showing how nervous and sexually excited
he was. Cole looked at Rays muscular arms and the rhythmic
rise and fall of his chest as his breathing quickened. Cole held
back a laugh when he reached over and squeezed and rubbed
Rays thigh. Ray nearly jumped out of the cab at Coles
touch; he fought to keep the truck on his side of the road,
swerving just a little until he corrected it. Cole knew he was
getting to Ray. Ray fought to keep his composure as Cole let his
hand rest on Rays thigh for the remainder of the ride,
every once in a while Cole would trace little circular patterns
with his ring and pinky finger on Rays inner thigh. The
motion caused Ray to squirm even more, but he never asked Cole to
remove his hand. Cole refrained from reaching any higher up
Rays leg into his crotch. He could see the bulge that was
there; he could wait. Cole wanted Ray to ask for it. He
understood they both knew the score. Cole could be patient.
They soon arrived at Coles ranch-style house. It was on the
outskirts of town and secluded enough from neighbors. Cole had
thought ahead and bought six lots and built in the center of
them. He had landscaped the edges of his acreage with poplars and
evergreen hedges on the right and left and along the back. The
front of the property had a brick and iron fence also with hedges
to complete the privacy wall. Cole was proud of his house. He had
a swimming pool and hot-tub put in last summer and rounded off
his patio with a grill and redwood furniture. His time in the
military had taken him overseas and he liked oriental
architecture, so he had added elements of that to his backyard.
He was especially proud of his stone garden. He had spent hours
there; Zen had become an interest of his.
Come on, well go out back and have some beers.
Cole led Ray into his house and out to the pool. He went right to
the bar, grabbed a couple of longnecks, popped the tops, and
walked back to the lounge chairs. Ray was already sitting, so
Cole handed him his beer, set his down then stripped off his
clothes. Ray nearly spit out his beer and was coughing when it
had gone down the wrong pipe.
Whats the matter? Cole was playing it up.
Noth . . . *cough* . . . ing . . . *cough* . . . *ahem* . .
. nothing, Ray choked out, openly gaping at Coles
body.
Well then, if theres nothing wrong, why dont
you get out of those clothes and catch some rays, Ray? Cole
chuckled to himself over that one.
Ray couldnt come up with any good reasons why he
shouldnt, so he shrugged and peeled off his shirt. He was a
bit embarrassed about having a hard-on, so he was reluctant to
remove his pants.
Cole noticed Rays shyness and coaxed him, Come on,
Ray; its just us guys here, you can get naked. Enjoy the
fucking sun, man. He reached for the top button on
Rays 501s and gave it a tug. The button-fly was well
worn and what was intended to open only the top button ended up
popping the top four. Ray gave a slight grunt of surprise, but
otherwise held any objections. Cole decided to keep pressing his
advantage and went to Rays feet. He pulled off his shoes.
First the left one and the sock, then moved to the right foot. He
grabbed the cuffs of the legs and pulled Rays jeans down
and off in a quick maneuver, inadvertently pulling his boxers
halfway down as well. The result had Rays beer can cock
pulled quickly down and snapping back to slap against his stomach
with a loud thwap. Ray yowled in surprise, but Cole
only smirked. Cole ended by grabbing hold of Rays boxers
that had wrapped around his knees and jerked them off too, then
tossed the jeans and boxers to the side. He smiled down and Ray,
who just looked up at him, then sat on his own lounge chair, lay
back and closed his eyes. Every so often he would drink from his
beer and look over at Ray.
Ray, on the other hand, was not handling this with the same
self-confidence. He guzzled his beer and tried to will his cock
to go down. He had just about managed it when Cole reached over
and tweaked his nipple, asking, So, do you need another
beer?
The pinch went right to Rays dick, which jumped to full
bore instantly. He couldnt speak, so Cole smiled, got up,
and said, Ill get you one anyway. It looks like you
could do with another.
Ray didnt take his eyes off of Cole as he walked over to
the bar and got two more beers. His eyes nearly jumped out of
their sockets when Cole returned with a semi-erection and doing
muscle-ups as he walked back. Cole sat on the edge of Rays
chair and ran the cold beer along Rays dick. It made Ray
gasp. Cole smiled again and Ray looked away sheepishly as he
reached for the bottle. He mumbled a meager thanks
and Cole returned to his own lounger.
Ray gulped down his second beer and Cole handed him the remainder
of his. Ray wasnt thinking clearly as it was, so it
didnt really matter that it was still early in the morning
and he was drinking. Cole kept the supply of beer going and Ray
kept on drinking. After his sixth or seventh beer, Ray was
getting wasted. Cole wasnt trying to get Ray drunk to take
advantage of him; no, he had other plans entirely. Cole already
knew he could have Ray whenever he wanted. This was something
else.
So, Ray, what really happened last night after everyone
left the reunion? Cole was sitting next to Ray again, he
gently rubbed his hand up and down Rays inner thigh,
keeping him both off balance and turned on.
Whadya mean? Ray asked the beers were
taking effect, but he was far from plastered.
Come on, Joey and Finch and you? What the hell happened?
Joey told me a little, but I want to know the whole thing. Come
on, Ray, tell me what happened. Cole punctuated his
cajoling by wrapping his hand around Rays dick and stroking
it a little.
I wont tell anybody; I just want to know what you
guys did . . . . You know, the graphic details. Cole
grinned lewdly, showing his perfect white teeth, one of his many
sexy traits.
Ray groaned in response to both being gripped and Coles
sexiness.
Come on, Ray. Tell me. It was obvious that Cole was
going to get what he wanted. Buzzed or not, Ray would have told
Cole anything he wanted, just as long as he kept working his dick
with his strong hand. Now all of this had Coles cock
working too. Ray stared, mesmerized by the big twelve incher as
it began its cobra dance before him. Ray reached out to grab hold
of the monster, but Cole caught him by the wrist, Uh, uh,
boy, not until you tell me what I want to know. Tell me what
happened, and we can get down to some serious business.
That was all it took to loosen Rays mouth.
Ray spilled it all, how Finch came up with the idea to jump Joey,
who was there, what they did, how he stood up to Finch, and how
bad he felt about what he had done to Joey. He didnt miss
an action. When he was finished, he made another move for
Coles meat. Cole grabbed hold of his wrist again. He stood
up and pulled Ray to his feet and lifted him in his arms. Ray put
his hands around Coles neck and closed his eyes. Cole put
his mouth to Ray's. At first he met resistance but his insistent
tongue forced its way through Rays lips and began a deep
cavity search, fighting around Rays tongue. Suddenly Ray
stiffened and pushed off from Cole.
What? Coles brown eyes looked into Rays
blue ones.
Nothin man, I . . . Im just not sure I want to
do this.
What do you mean you dont want to do this? Fuck, Ray,
you did this with Joey. You did this with Todd. You did this with
Dave. You knew what was going to go down when we got back here.
What the fuck is your problem? You cant tell me you
dont want this. Your damn dick is as red and hard as a
fucking brick and youre going to try to tell me that you
dont want to fuck around? Cole hadnt lost his
temper, but he wasnt taking any of Rays shit either.
You arent a cock-tease are you, Ray? You a
fag-cock-teaser? You like to get guys all worked up and then
leave them hard and no way to get off but their hands? Is that
what you do, Ray?
Ray responded, I aint no cock-tease!
Before he could continue, Cole pressed his advantage, Oh,
so you get men all hot and then you go through with it. Im
glad to hear it, Ray. Thats fucking honorable, man.
Its good to know you arent going to leave me high and
dry here.
Ray shook his head, still a little muddled, No, that
aint what I meant. I mean I dont get guys all hot. I
dont do that shit.
Cole hefted Ray a little in his arms to readjust the weight and
to allow Ray to fully appreciate the situation before saying,
Oh no? What the fuck do you call what weve been doing
and what were doing now, Ray?
Ray looked trapped. He didnt respond verbally, but pushed
away from Coles massive chest and attempted to get out of
his arms. All this did was throw Cole a bit off balance so that
he had struggled to right them. Once he managed to steady
himself, Cole took three steps toward the pool and tossed Ray in.
The look on his face when he surfaced was priceless, and Cole was
laughing his ass off.
Ray came up sputtering, Wha th fuck,
Cole?!
Cole just glared at Ray, his laughter stopped just like that. Ray
repressed a shudder and slowly swam to the edge of the pool.
He pulled himself up and was making for his clothes, but Cole
wasnt going to let him get dressed.
Uh, uh, Ray. No clothes for you until I say so.
Ray was taken back. Wha?
You heard me. You arent getting dressed until I say
so. You fucking knew what was what; now its time to get
down to business. The way I see it, you have two choices. You can
play along and we both have fun, or you fight me, I kick your
ass, and then use it anyway I want. So, whats it going to
be, Ray? The last was a partial bluff on Coles part,
but Ray had no way of knowing that. To him it seemed that Cole
meant every word he said.
Ray shook his head to get the water out of his eyes. His gaze
remained glued to Coles crotch. Cole stood there lewdly
jacking his huge twelve-inch cock to full hardness. Ray gulped at
the sight.
Cole continued, Come on, Ray, this morning in my shower,
the whole time in your truck, sitting on the lounges, and while
you were telling me about what you guys did to Joeyall of
that time youve been fucking harder than petrified wood.
You and I both know how turned on you are by this . . . . We both
know how much you want to try some cock . . . my cock . .
. . We both know how much you want to punk for me . . . .
Cole kept up the barrage of comments, not letting Ray stop to
think for himself. Cole watched Rays head bob in motion
with the thrumming of his cock as it throbbed and jerked in time
to his heartbeat. Yeah, Ray, yeah . . . You know you want
to lick and suck on my dick. Its cool, man, no one is ever
going to know but us, and Im not telling . . . . Shit, man,
well do anything you want. Ill even let you fuck
yourself on my dick if you want to feel what its like.
Whatever you want to do, Ray. Whatever you want, man . . .
.
Ray began slowly to slip to the side of the pool. His ogling eyes
never left their targetthe purple and red twelve-inch cock
that danced and jerked as mesmerizingly as a trained cobra. And,
until that image came to his mind, Ray would have gladly been on
his knees before the giant of muscle and might standing above
him. But, he was drawn back to reality slightly before he pushed
himself up on the side of the pool. Cole caught the subtle change
in Rays body language and, at the last moment, shoved Ray
back into the pool.
Ray came up angry, FUCK YOU! LET ME THE FUCK OUT OF THIS
FUCKING POOL. FUCKING ASSHOLE!
Cole just crossed his arms over his packed chest and said,
You were almost there, Ray. Why the fuck did you change
your mind?
Ray couldnt believe what he was hearing. Wha
th fuckre ya talkin bout, Cole?
You were ready to get it on, then you changed your mind
again. Whats up, Ray? You know you want this cock; Im
going to give it to you. What is the problem?
I told you, I cant. I aint no fairy, and I
dont get fucked! Ray replied.
Not yet, you dont, but thats about to change;
isnt it, Ray. The intent of Coles words was
unmistakable. No one could have interpreted them as a question.
It was a statement of fact that Cole was making. Today would be
the day that Ray started getting fucked in the ass. Had he had
the time or interest, Cole might have allowed his thoughts to
stray to the odd designs of fate. This morning Ray woke up and
had never been fucked in the ass. Tonight, when he went to sleep,
he would no longer be able to claim that innocence again.
However, Cole didnt allow himself that divergence. Instead,
he directed his attention to his swimming pool and the attractive
naked man in it who was soon going to be on his back with a huge
rod of flesh reaming him out. Just the thought of it made
Coles dick leak a stream of clear pre-cum, which began its
slow-winding track down the burning and pulsing fuck-column to
his balls. Yeah, one way or another, this dick is going
to be buried in Rays tight ass, Cole thought.
During Coles brief daydream, Ray had managed to get out of
the pool and was making his way to his clothes, his semi-hard
dick leading the way. When Ray was within a few feet of Cole, it
got his attention and he moved to intercede. Ray stopped short of
his clothes, water dripping off his body as he glowered at Cole.
Cole just stared at Ray, who scowled back.
Get the fuck outta m way. Im getting
dressed n leavin. Ray tried to shove by
Cole, but Cole blocked him.
The fuck if you are. Ill play your game. You act all
tough, like you dont want to get speared on my man-pike. I
can play along if thats what you need to keep the illusion
that you dont want to take my cop-cock up your ass. Shit,
you play it as hard as you want. It sort of turns me on even more
to think youll try to fight me off.
Ray made his move, but Cole was ready for it. The two men
grappled one another. Their scuffle landed them both in the pool,
but the struggle continued. Cole had the advantage and he used
it. He pushed Ray under and held him there. Ray panicked and in
that action was defeated. He knew he was licked and stopped
fighting Coles superior position. Cole let him up for air
once Ray stopped thrashing. Like a lifeguard, Cole held Ray in
the crux of his elbow and swam him back, not letting Ray have any
control. He liked the rush his power over Ray gave him. To be
honest, it made his dick that much harder knowing that he was
dominating Ray. He stopped in the middle of the pool, treading
water.
Cole seethed into Rays ear, What does it feel like
being helpless to another man? He managed to get his other
hand into Rays crotch and grabbed his thick tube.
Rays short but fat cock was all steeled up. It seems
as if youre turned on by being manhandled, huh, Ray.
Ray couldnt think; he had his hands on Coles forearm
and kicked with his feet every so often, but he couldnt do
much about his position. His mind was afire with questions and
doubt. Cole turned him on, and he turned Cole on. Hell, they had
practically been in foreplay since Cole first darkened that
restroom door. This was a new twist. What was Cole asking him? He
could feel Coles hot cock hard against his back. I
don know whacha mean, Cole, came his reply.
I mean how does it feel being helpless, at the mercy of a
man, like Joey was to you and the others?
Realization finally sunk in and Ray sputtered, Wha?
Sthis bout Joey, Cole?
Yeah, this is about Joey, Ray. But not all of it is about
Joey, came Coles cryptic reply.
Whadda ya mean it aint all about Joey?
I mean its about you and me now, too, isnt
it?
Finally Ray was beginning to understand the peril he was in. Cole
wasnt playing with him and this had the possibility of
getting really ugly really quickly. Cole pulled them over to the
edge of the pool. He got out and Ray had just gained his feet
when Cole pushed him back in the water. Uh, uh, you stay in
there.
Whatre ya goin ta do Cole? Ya can keep me
in here forever! Ray sputtered in defiance once he
resurfaced.
You wanna make a bet? You want outta here, you gotta get
past me. And with that, the gauntlet was thrown. Ray swam
for the other side and nearly beat Cole too, but Cole dove in
after him and pulled him back before he could climb out. They
struggled again, but Ray was no match for Cole in the water. Each
time he tried to get away from Cole, it ended the same way. Cole
would push him under until he gave up, hold him around the throat
with his powerful arm, and then the whole thing would start over
again. This lasted for the better part of an hour. Ray was tired,
but Cole showed no signs of wearing down. Cole applied a little
pressure to Rays throat by flexing his arm muscles. A grin
spread on Coles face, it was cold and cruel; it was the
grin of a man in control, a man who enjoyed over-powering other
men.
Defeated, Ray tried one last, desperate ploy.
Alright, Cole. You win. Whatll it take for ya ta let
me outta the pool? Time and the cool water helped to clear
his system of the beers.
Cole smirked, For starters, you can start addressing me as
Sir, you maggot!
Ray couldnt believe his ears. When had all of this gone
sour? Had he just imagined the earlier events of the morning?
However, Ray got the message and replied, O.k., sir.
Cole shook his head, Not convincing enough, buddy.
Rays eyes couldnt stretch any wider in disbelief.
What the fuck did Cole want from him, other than the obvious? Ray
wasnt getting all of it together. He took a couple of
breaths to steady himself, and then said again, Sir, what
do you want me to do, sir?
Seemingly appeased, Cole swam them over to the edge of the pool
and they got out. The moment Ray got to his feet, he bolted for
the house. Cole caught him just as he entered the living room. He
grabbed Ray around the waist and tackled him to the floor. They
came down in a resounding thud; Ray had the air knocked out of
him as Cole landed on top of him.
You fucking piece of shit! Cole growled into
Rays ear as he grabbed a handful of dark hair and pushed
Rays head to the carpet. However, here Ray had a bit of
leverage. Here, he could use some of his wrestling moves. Quicker
than Cole thought possible, Ray had managed a reversal. Now on
top and in control, Ray was working on applying a full nelson.
Cole was a basketball player, not a wrestler, but he had learned
a little about it thanks to gym class. He knew strength and
stamina were on his side, but skill could play a major part in
the effort as well. Cole also knew that Ray could cut off his air
and make him pass out if he werent careful. So began round
two.
Ray was nearly successful in completing the nelson when Cole used
his formidable strength to pull Rays right arm away from
his neck. Ray fought admirably, but could not repel the superior
force of Coles muscular arms. In a series of moves and
counter moves, the two men raged around the room. Ray tried to
break Coles superior upper body strength by getting him in
a scissors lock around the waist. That had the pitiful effect of
allowing Cole to gain an even better position by forcing them
over with Ray now on his back and Cole grinning and grunting
above him. The two men began to sweat from their exertions. Ray
spun out from under Cole and regained his feet. Cole lunged for
his calves, but Ray managed to backpedal out of reach. Once again
in a neutral stance, the men squared off. Their goals vastly
different, Ray only wanted to get away, Cole wanted Rays
submissionbody if not soul. Their eyes never left one
anothers as they measured up the situation. Their breathing
came in gulps and gasps, but neither was willing to give up. Once
again, Cole lunged at Ray, this time getting him around the
waist. Ray spun away from Cole so his back was to him and
attempted to sit out of the hold. The added pressure of gravity
and the dead weight didnt really have much effect on Cole,
but Rays sweaty torso gave him the extra help he needed and
he slipped out of Coles hands. He managed to break away,
but was quickly engulfed in Coles arms again moments later.
Ray reversed direction and ended with his face in Coles
crotch. Cole smirked and throbbed his hard on. Ray made an effort
to avoid contact with the heated flesh-pole, but he hadnt
thought about where he had placed himself. He was simply falling
back on his old wrestling days and reacting out of drilled
response. Ray let out a derisive snort and attempted to extricate
himself from this new predicament. Cole let his grip slide down
to the back of Rays head and forced him in tight against
his crotch. As Ray struggled, he didnt pay any attention to
what Cole was doing. When he managed to pull his face away from
Coles red pubic bush, Cole had repositioned himself so that
Ray was still face-first in his crotch, but now had his legs
scissored around Rays upper body, trapping Rays nose
and mouth directly beneath Coles balls. Cole continued to
apply pressure so Ray got some quality time breathing in his
scent. Ray began to sort of whimper and struggle, but
couldnt get out of this hold with any dignity. Cole pressed
his advantage.
You know, Ill let you up if you lick my balls,
Ray, Cole coaxed. At first Ray only squirmed in response.
Still, Cole soon felt the unmistakable texture of Rays
tongue lathing his nut sack.
Nurse on my nuts, boy! Cole rumbled. Yeah, boy!
Lick m good.
Ray had nearly lost all pride as he lapped at Coles
testicles. Ray didnt really let himself think. He simply
wanted this humiliation to end. He had never really let himself
think about things like this when he was wrestling in school. He
never thought of it in terms of his submitting. It had been about
strength and power, sure, but he had not thought in terms of
sexual domination.
Once Cole was satisfied with Rays tongue bath, he patted
his head. He wanted to be sure Ray understood that he was
choosing to release him from this position before he unclenched
his formidable thigh muscles. Cole continued to smirk at Ray as
he let him get his breath. Cole stood and towered above Ray. His
hard dick was leaking pre-cum and jerking with each powerful beat
of his heart.
Alright, Cole began, now we can get down to
business. Why dont you show Daddy youve learned your
lesson and clean up my dick for me?
Panic suddenly appeared in Rays eyes. He hadnt really
submitted; he had only given in to licking Coles balls to
get out of the situation. Ray still had some fight left in him.
Cole was going to have to continue to bust this bronco. Cole made
no move to circle or clutch him as Ray got to his feet. Ray
continued to look into Coles eyes as he edged nearer and
then attempted to pass him. He was nearly past him when Cole
sidestepped in front of him. Ray looked shocked as Cole grabbed
his thighs just below his hairy ass and pulled him toward him. In
a second, Ray was flat on his back, his legs splayed around Cole,
who was on top of him. Cole attempted to break Ray down and pin
him in to submission, but Ray managed to lock his ankles and
attempt to scissor Cole again. Cole knew he had to break
Rays leverage, but he didnt know how to do it
effectively. So, he resorted to a little unfairness and pressed
his weight forward and down against Rays groin. This
didnt have the immediate effect he was looking for, but
once he readjusted, Ray began to feel the pressure and his legs
loosened somewhat. Meanwhile, Cole continued his press. Ray gave
up on his scissors attempt and tried to arch in a neck bridge.
While it did remove the discomfort from his groin, it also had
the unexpected consequence of grinding his penis against
Coles nearly rampant one. This took a bit of the wind out
of his sails as he realized that his attempts were merely fanning
the flames of Coles lust. It also made him go a bit hard at
the thought. Still, he didnt want to become Coles
fuck-doll-bitch. Invigorated by this thought, Ray managed to turn
himself over. He felt a small triumph in that until he felt
Coles monster dong riding his butt. Cole made a few thrusts
and grunted into Rays ear to psyche him out. It nearly
worked, but Ray knew that Cole couldnt really penetrate him
from that position, Cole would have to pull away to reposition
himself, or slide lower on Rays back. Either way, Ray would
get an opportunity to slip out of this. Sure enough, Ray did get
his opportunity, but not the one he had imagined.
Cole was trying to get Ray into a half Nelson. In a surprising
feat of skill, Ray managed to force himself up on to his knees
and get a reversal. Ray was on top for about thirty seconds
before Cole turned the tables again. Ray had expected Cole to try
to regain his superior position. However, in an astonishing move,
Cole simply spun beneath Ray, dove and thrust his arms up around
Rays waist and stood up. Ray was still on top, but he was
now thrown over Coles back with his face hanging toward
Coles rock-hard ass. He let out a startled yelp as he
didnt stop there, however. Cole simply released his grip
and let Ray continue face first to the floor. Without wasting a
second, Cole just fell back upon him, crushing the air from
Rays chest, leaving him struggling to breathe and waiting
for Cole to finish him. However, Cole was in need of breath
himself after their grappling. He pressed himself down on
Rays back, his chest heaving mightily as he regained oxygen
in his system. Though he knew it would cost him if he didnt
succeed, Ray took as deep a breath as he could manage and shoved
with all his might. This pushed Cole off him and he made a lunge
for the door again. Cole grabbed Rays ankle and tripped him
to the floor once more. Instead of crawling over him again, Cole
used his considerable strength to pull Ray to him. Ray tried
desperately to impede his backward motion by grabbing on to
nearby furniture, but to no avail. Cole yanked him backward in
one great lug, causing Ray to receive some serious friction. His
right knee and elbows were definitely rug-burned as he attempted
to save his chest, stomach and dick from such a fate. Cole was
now sitting above his prone opponent. He gripped Rays waist
and pushed down as he reasserted his weight to hold Ray there.
Desperate, Ray pushed up and spun again, this time endeavoring to
throw a punch at his aggressor. He almost fully connected, but
for his reach.
You fucking dick! Cole reacted quickly and pulled
back and a way, but not before Ray landed a glancing blow against
Coles chin. Now Cole was really pissed. He growled,
Youll pay for that one. Ill take it out of your
hide!
Cole stopped playing nice and brought his elbow down
into Rays back. Ray yelled in pain. With a couple of quick
rabbit punches to Rays side, Cole put his weight full on
his hands and pressed to get up. Ray let out a groan, but lie
there. Cole didnt stop. He pulled Ray up to his feet and
then hunched down and wrapped his arms around Rays waist.
Ray put his hands against Coles shoulders and tried to push
away. This only helped Cole squeeze Rays waist tighter.
Cole adjusted his weight and stance and lifted Ray off the floor
and pulled him close against him. Ray let out a woof
as his breath was crushed from him. They looked like that classic
statue of Heracles and Antaeus. Cole simply squeezed. He
didnt have to apply pressure long. Like Antaeus, Ray
quickly succumbed. All the fight wore out of him; Ray sagged
against Cole, defeated. The only sound that followed was their
labored breathing as Cole turned slowly and made his way to the
patio doors.
Tired but steady, Cole carried an exhausted Ray out to the pool
and without warning, unceremoniously tossed him into the deep
end. Ray came up sputtering, but he didnt try to swim to
the edge. Ray was a conquered man. Cole glowered at Ray until he
looked away in deference.
Thats more like it, puke! Now, you stay here and
tread water. When I get back, you had better be right here. You
got me?!
Sir, yes, sir! Ray snapped.
Cole let out a smirk and turned his back on Ray. He walked to the
garage door and disappeared for a few minutes. Regaining his
breath, Ray remained where he was until Cole returned. Ray
didnt like what he saw when he did.
Cole came back with a set of weights, a bar with a lot of weight
on it to be exact. But that wasnt all; he also had what
looked like chains draped around his neck as well. Cole said,
Get the float over here by the side of the pool,
maggot!
Ray quickly complied.
Now, get your ass on the float and shut up.
Sir! Ray quickly complied with Coles command.
He lay on the float by the edge of the pool closest to Cole and
waited for his next order.
Ray couldnt figure out what Cole was going to do with the
chains and the weights until it was too late.
Give me your wrists, scum! Ray held out his arms and
presented his wrists to Cole. He watched helplessly as Cole put
cuffs on him then add a length of chain, put some weights on the
other end of the chain and sunk them like an anchor.
Hey, fucker, I just realized that this is an extended
weekend for the factory. You arent due to work until
Wednesday, and I am starting my three days off. Isnt that
lucky for you? Cole smiled directly into Rays face as
he said it.
Hows that, sir? Ray grimaced as Cole reached
out and tightened the cuffs.
Cole smiled wider at Rays continuing to include the sir
like he had been told. Ray trained quickly; that is good.
You know, I work nine days on and then get three days off.
Pretty standard cycle for a cop. Just so happens that this time,
you luck out and we have the same amount of days free from work.
That way, we can devote the whole time to your training and
getting used to taking my cock up your tight hole, slave.
Cole slapped Rays ass for added effect as he said slave. He
moved down to the other end of the float and ordered Ray to
spread his legs.
Ray thought to himself, Damn, hes got fuckin
perfect teeth, too. What th hell? Whend Cole become
Superman?; however, outwardly he complied with a crisp,
Yes, sir! and spread his legs wide to please his
master.
Cole moved down to Rays feet. Cole began to shackle
Rays ankles. The shackles were cool and uncomfortable and
there was a distinct rattle of chain and a pulling at his left
ankle. Ray was a bit startled when Cole resurfaced next to Ray on
the right. He swiveled his head in time to see Cole placing the
chain on the raft and then ducked underwater down to the other
foot and the same thing happened on his left.
The chains were crisscrossed beneath the float, and Ray guessed
what was coming next. Sure enough, Cole removed the handcuff from
Rays left wrist and then clamped the same wrist back into a
shackle on the end of the longer length of chain, which was
connected, to his right ankle. Once the procedure was completed
on the other hand, Cole took another length of chain and pulled
it under Rays stomach. It was wound around him once and
either end was allowed to hang off the edge of the float, then
all Ray could feel was Cole pulling the float through the water
out to the center of the pool. When he reached the center, Cole
swam up to the head of the float. Be right back, Cole
smirked and then swam back to the side of the pool. He got out of
the pool and began removing weights from the bar. As he grabbed a
couple of the weights, Ray watched in curiosity from the float.
He noticed the way the water glistened on Coles skin and
hair; and, try as he might, he couldnt help but get excited
by what he was seeing. Pulling his attention from Coles
body, he returned to what Cole was doing. Cole looked back over
his shoulder at Ray and scrutinized him as if he were fitting him
for a new suit. Then he turned back to the weights and selected
two of them from the bar. To Ray it looked like they were either
seventy-five or one hundred pounds a piece.
Cole set the weights by the side of the pool. Once that was
completed, he slipped back into the pool and grabbed the first of
the two weights, then the second. He piled them on his chest and
swam out on his back to the float and then dove beneath the
surface with them. Ray waited for Cole to resurface and felt his
breath, cool against his shoulder, when he saw Cole over near the
side of the pool. Cole sloshed out of the water once again and
grabbed the last length of chain and a master lock then proceeded
to swim back out to the float. He dove again and Ray waited
helplessly, wondering what the hell was going on. It seemed an
interminably long span to be under water until Cole broke the
surface. When he did, he came up behind Ray. There was a faint
sound of rustling chain, and Ray turned his head and watched in
silence as Cole began piling a length of it on the inflatable
raft, all the while smiling directly into Rays face once
more. Cole got his breath back and then took hold of the loose
chain and ducked under one last time. Ray felt a tug at the
chains around his wrists, ankles and waist and knew that Cole was
anchoring him to the center of the pool. He still hadnt
figured out why, but here he was: spread eagled on the float and
chained in the center of the pool. Rays thoughts turned
from his quandary when Cole splashed to the surface and flashed
him that fucking smile momentarily before cutting a sharp line
across the pool. Ray could do nothing but watch as Cole once more
exited the pool.
Ray had a tough time keeping his eye on Cole as he strained his
neck to watch. Cole went about gathering their clothes and then
made his way for the house. With a parting glance over his
shoulder, Cole ducked into the house and out of sight. To Ray it
seemed like hours until he came back out. When he did, he had
something in his hand, but Ray couldnt tell what. A quick
dive and mere seconds later, Cole was at the head of the raft
with what Ray now recognized as a bottle of sun block. Cole
smiled as he opened the top and began squirting some of the
ointment into his palm, then said, Put your head up!
Sir! Yes, sir. Ray snapped his head up and attempted
to look at Cole from this awkward position.
Cole rubbed his palms together and then applied the lotion to
Rays face. His touch was gentle and strong. His fingers
worked the ointment into the skin, rubbing it across his
forehead, the bridge of his nose, his upper lip, his cheeks and
chin. Tingles ran down his spine and goose bumps rose when Cole
rubbed the lotion around and behind Rays ears. Ray
particularly enjoyed it as Cole tugged slightly at his earlobes.
Cole rubbed his fingers gently at the points behind Rays
ears where they meet the jaw.
Ray moaned in response. Cole pulled his fingers across Rays
jaws to use his index fingers to trace and press Rays lips
transversely. Then he pulled his fingers away, took the
sunscreen, and swam away.
Rays startled response came without thinking, Hey!
What about the rest of me?!
Cole finished pulling himself out of the water before he turned
and growled, What the fuck did you just say?
Ray realized his error and sputtered, Sir, I . . . I was
wondering if you were going to put lotion on the rest of
me.
Cole was halfway through the door when his answer returned,
Doesnt fucking look like it, does it? Now, keep your
ass quiet until I come back. And that was the end of any
talk.
Ray had fallen asleep and woke abruptly to a splash of cold water
across his backside and the rocking of the waves created by
something disrupting the water. Suddenly, Cole was there with a
bottle of water. He didnt say anything, just pointed the
spout at Rays mouth and squeezed. Ray opened his mouth and
Cole stuck the spout in. Ray sucked the cold water in greedily;
it was a welcomed relief from the heat of the sun. Once the water
was gone, Cole pulled the bottle away and wordlessly swam back
into the house, stopping only to place the empty in the recycling
bin.
All through the heat of the day, Ray lay beneath the sun. Cole
would bring him water a couple more times before he finally
ducked beneath the water and Ray felt a tugging at the chains
binding him. Cole broke the surface and pulled the raft to the
edge of the pool, gently spinning in a counter-clockwise motion,
further disorienting its occupant.
At the edge of the pool, Cole left Ray and swam back to retrieve
the weights and length of chain. When he got back, he began
removing the chains from Rays ankles, waist, and then he
released his wrists. Cole left the chains piled at the side of
the pool and then tilted the float so that Ray was dumped into
the water, who sputtered and gasped at the sudden chill of the
water against his body. Cole was already out of the water by the
time Ray reached the edge. Ray eyed Cole before asking,
Sir, may I have permission to get out of the pool,
sir?
Cole gave a curt nod, for which Ray was grateful. He clambered
out of the water and walked awkwardly to where Cole stood. Cole
snapped, Wrists!
Ray thrust his hands forward and presented his wrists, whereby
Cole tightened the cuffs on them. He then produced a collar from
the table beside the doorway and put it around Rays neck.
After attaching a chain leash, he led his new conquest into the
house. Ray noticed the time was now a little after three
oclock as Cole led him down a set of wooden circular
stairs.
Well, that is #8 and the end of Round 1. Look for
Round 2 to continue in the Rec. Room. As always, feel
free to write, complain or whatever. Ive changed jobs and
am in the middle of a move, therefore the installments are
getting little of my attention. Ive decided only a few more
installments and Life With Joey will be finished. Part 9 will
finish the session between Ray and Cole. Part 10 will bring the
four major players together at Coles place. Installments
after that will attempt to provide some closure. Thanks for all
of the e-mail and encouragement.