Date: Sun, 17 Jan 2021 16:39:09 +0000 (UTC) From: ropingtop@aol.com Subject: joey schiavo - slave boy joey Installment 35 FINALE and EPILOGUE Well, if you've ever been a part of an Italian American wedding, in the planning, or attending, or in any way, you will know that small countries have fought wars with less planning than goes into them. "We just want a small wedding," Bill said to joey's parents, at least six times. And joey's mom said, every time "Yeah yeah. Small. We got that. " There was a guest list of 150 people. After the guest list, then there was the menu planning. "I need to know your favorite foods, Bill." He gave them to her. "No no. Your favorite WEDDING foods?" "What's a wedding food Mrs. Schiavo?" "BILL! It's something you eat at a WEDDING!!!!" Bill would roll his eyes on his end of the line. joey would laugh - which would inevitably mean he'd be laughing in bed after Bill attacked him - and there would be a call from Gina. "Ok. I spoke to her. I got it narrowed down to 11 courses." "ELEVEN COURSES????" "Guncle Bill, don't push. If you knew the capital I spent to get it down from 15.... she wears the same shoe size as I do. I don't think I'll ever see those magenta pumps again." "The Jimmy Choos? Your mom would never wear them." "Uh, she wears them to Bingo. She wears them to the grocery store. She wears them to the beauty parlor. 'LOOK AT THE BEAUTIFUL GIFT MY DAUGHTER GOT ME IN NEW YAWK. AIN'T THEY SWELL?" Bill was drinking coffee and he wound up spitting it across the table. Some of it caught joey who looked up and said "That was hot Sir." Bill didn't think the temperature of the coffee was even warm, so joey's comment puzzled him. He got it explained by Nate, a little later. Nate had been, and continued to be, a rock through the whole planning process. He took most of it on: joey was preparing for senior exams and writing his thesis, and if Bill had had his way, they would have eloped. "Italian American weddings. Fun to go to, awful to plan," he would mutter, shaking his head. But he did his part. And so did joey. One thing joey INSISTED on, was picking their tuxedos. "It isn't that you don't dress well Sir, it's that, well, you don't dress as well as you could." "I think I dress well, scamp." joey smiled. "If you don't like the tux I pick, you can punish me." "And if I do?" "You can punish me more." That exchange brought out the new dynamic emerging in their relationship. joey was becoming more and more subservient. At night, after dinner, if they were watching television, he wouldn't sit on the sofa with Bill unless Bill insisted. He sat at his feet, and occasionally, he would kiss Bill's shoe, or his boot. If they were out, joey put his hands behind his back when he walked. He wore his slave necklace to school. When they were making love, he begged for more, harder. Bill was somewhat stunned the first time joey said "HURT ME SIR. PLEASE HURT ME" Now, Bill thought joey wanted a smack, and that he was not going to do. Spanking was ok, but beyond that. "I'm not hitting you joey." "NO NO SIR. Stop holding back. Your cock can go further. Stop worrying about hurting me. JUST DO IT SIR PLEASE." Bill obliged and he wasn't sure he should be happy about enjoying himself. So he figured joey's comment about accidentally spitting on him meant something. It did. "Gunc, you don't smoke so he can't be your ash tray. He wants you to abuse him more." "Abuse him? Cause him pain? My ANGEL BOI?" "I don't think that's it. What he said this morning: I know what he means, because he told me. He wants you to spit on him . Or even better, spit in his mouth. Make him swallow it. He wants you to tie him tighter. More. ' Bill was shaking his head. "Nate, you know more about these things than I do. What's it about?" Nate shrugged his shoulders. "It might be wedding stress, it may be... oh, I don't know. " "I'm asking because, well... there's only so far I can go with that stuff." Now, it was Nate's turn to smile. "Why don't you try it? You've never made joey do something he hasn't liked.." "THERE HASN'T BEEN ANYTHING HE HASN'T LIKED" "That's cause you're too conventional Gunc. He's seen things when we go out - like nose piercing - and he's told me "I hope Bill never asks me to do that. Or another time. We saw a show that involved suspension bondage. He freaked." "So follow his lead." "Yup. Follow his lead. I KNOW the two of you are gonna go at it later, take a shot at the spit. " But we digress. on the tuxes: joey had decided that the two of them did not need to wear matching tuxes, and actually shouldn't. He didn't think black and navy were the best colors for Bill, so he found a dark charcoal tuxedo, and then he found a cream colored shirt, and a dark maroon bow tie. On the other hand, he picked very traditional colors for himself: classic black tuxedo, white shirt, black bow tie. His stays, his cufflinks, his cummerbund, were all items his father had worn to his own wedding. When they went to their final fitting, joey whispered into Bill's ear. "Ever tie up a young man in a tuxedo Sir?" Bill looked at him and smiled. "No, but we're buying these babies, so..." "Maybe we should get me a second tuxedo shirt, just in case." So, later that afternoon, Bill went by the library, where joey was studying. He stood in the doorway. Just before he got there, he had taken off his shirt. "Boi, what are you doing?" joey looked up. "Uh, studying Sir?" "Why aren't you here taking care of your Master?" joey smiled and closed his books. He got up and walked over, looking down. He put his hands behind his back. "I'm sorry Sir. I didn't know you wanted me." Bill looped his finger through joey's slave collar. "I want you ALL THE TIME. ALL THE FUCKING TIME YOU PIG WHORE. GOT IT? ' joey gulped. Bill didn't talk to him this way often, and he felt his cock begin to grow. "Yes sir. " "Kiss your Master. KISS HIM THE RIGHT WAY." joey opened his mouth to take Bill's tongue. That's when Bill spewed a wad of spit into joey's mouth. joey's face went from shock, to pleasure. "SWALLOW IT BOI. IT'S AS GOOD AS MY JIZZ" "YES SIR!!!!! " joey smiled as he gulped it down. "And I got jizz for you too. ON YOUR KNEES" joey did exactly what he was told. Bill pulled up his head and looked at him. "Who's my sweet angel boi?" "I don't know Sir" "DAMN RIGHT YOU DON'T. CAUSE YOU'RE MY FUCKING MANCUNT. GET YOUR LIPS ON THAT COCK. NOW." joey didn't need to be told twice. He wanted it. BUT... He didn't want to bring Bill off: he wanted his cock in his hole. Studying, the wedding, everything around it... he was just too stressed and getting fucked, well, relaxed him. As he sucked at Bill's cock, he felt Bill grab his hair and pull harder than usual. "YOU GOT ME HARD BOI? " "NOT COMPLETELY SIR. I CAN DO BETTER." "DAMN RIGHT YOU CAN. AND YOU'RE GONNA. GET ON THE BED. NOW. SPREAD YOUR LEGS OUT BIG AND WIDE. " joey ran off to the bed. Again, he didn't need to be told twice. He lay there, and, even though he risked punishment, he put his hand down and began fingering his own hole. "I'm getting myself wet for you Sir..." Fingering himself actually got joey hot, and he was getting hot now. The foreplay in the library had gotten him more than erect, and now... he was dripping. Bill ran his hand along joey's cockhead very genty. He knew what that would do to the young man: he'd want to shoot, but know... not until his Master Daddy was in him. Bill took the wet finger and he put it to joey's mouth. "Taste your own. Like it?" joey sucked on the finger than answered. "It's not as good as yours Sir." "Heh heh. Well, you're gonna get some of that. Soon. " Bill began sliding his cock into joey, and joey responded by moaning, and begging for more . A hoarse whisper came out. "Harder Sir. Please. Please. Fuck me harder. " As Bill pushed, joey whispered some more. "Like that Sir, but harder. As hard as you can." Bill had to brace himself because, again, the fear that he was hurting joey was coming up. He shoved, and he heard the yelp out of joey. His cock shrunk right away. "No Sir. More of that. That's what I want. Please.. Make your boi know what he is. Your slave. Your total, complete, bitch. Your property. Punish his smart mouth by fucking it. Chain him. Rope him. BUT FUCK ME. PLEASE SIR FUCK ME. " This was not the joey who came in the door that day. Bill reminisced just a bit, as he thrust as hard as he could. He was getting back into it. He had been told, many years ago, that he could be rough. Now, joey had brought that back. He COULD be rough. He LIKED being rough. And he had a boi who more than liked it. "OH GOD SIR OH GOD. YOU'RE DOING ME SO GOOD I MAY HAVE TO EXPLODE BEFORE YOU . YOU'LL HAVE TO PUNISH ME... PUNISH ME. PUNISH MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! " and joey's 20 plus year old glands took over. He shot before Bill did, and Bill laughed. Yeah , he would have to punish joey, but he wasn't gonna use the cock cage this time. He pumped harder, and then.... joey was filled with his jizz. Bill smiled. "Now the fun begins boi." He found a butt plug in the side table. joey was too advanced to need these anymore, but the plug, it could hold Bill's jizz in him. Then the part that Bill had thought of. He tied joey down to the bed. "Hey, what are you doing Sir? I thought you'd use the cock cage." "You thought wrong , bitchboi." Bill reached into the drawer for the hitachi rod, and some duct tape. He strapped the rod to joey's thigh. The vibrating head was on his balls. "We'll start at low speed. And after every half hour, we'll kick it up one. And we'll keep doing it. Until you cum three times. " joey grinned. "FUCK this is what I want. This is what I want from him. I don't want a Daddy. I want a FUCKING DOMINANT MASTER" "Oh, let's add this...." And Bill reached in for something he had never used. A hood. He slipped it over joey's head. He didn't plan to use it for long, but let's just see. It was good quality: joey could breathe easily. He just couldn't see anything at all. Bill whispered. "I'll take it off anytime you want angel boy, but try it. " "I will Sir. It's hot." Then he felt the vibrating head. "OH SHIT. OH SHIT. I'm in trouble." He was. After 8 hours, he had finally squeezed out a few, tiny drops of cum. joey and Bill had crossed another line in their relationship. Both slept well. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx And then, before they knew it, semester was over, joey graduated "cum laude," and a week later, they were on their way to joey's home, for the wedding. "I can't believe it's gonna happen Sir. I'm so... so... happy." joey began to cry as he embraced Bill. "I feel the same way angel boi. Or should I call you scamp? Which joey is here today?" joey grinned. "I think there's more scamp than angel today Sir." "Noted. I will act accordingly." In the car, with their tuxedos, toiletries, and other stuff, Bill had packed the neckties he had bought in NY. They had turned out to be a perfect easy to move "travelling bondage kit." He didn't know that joey had stashed the bondage hood in his bag. Nate and Bill's friends would be coming separately. They had a block of rooms at the hotel for them, and joey's family, most of whom lived no more than an hour from where joey did, were driving in, or staying at his old house. His Uncle Vinny had come down from the north for the wedding - with his lover, Dave. "I TOLD YOU JOEY. UNCLE VINNY IS GUNCLE VINNY!" Gina was yelling this when joey and vinny met for the first time after about ten years. vinny was smiling. He held out his hand. "Congratulations. You're getting there before me." joey looked at him "Uncle Vinny , you're... you're..." vinny smiled. "Maybe you got the same gene I did. " He laughed. I didn't even know. This big hunk did though." Dave put his arms around vinny before he reached out and shook joey's hand. "Congratulations. I hope Bill knows: if you're anything like vinny, he's a lucky man. " "I am kind sir." Bill came over and put his hand on joey's shoulder. "So nice to meet you. " joey teased. "So unc vinny, when are we gonna get invited to YOUR wedding." Dave laughed. I'm working on that for him. You'll be the first to know." vinny laughed. "I'm playing hard to get. Dave likes that." "I like playing it too." "You suck at it " Bill answered. "And you're glad I do." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Parts of the wedding were going to be very traditional, but others... not so much. Nate was going to be Bill's best man. joey agonized, and then decided: who said a best man needed to be a man? He called Donna and asked if she'd do the part. She was stunned, and began to cry. "joey, I... I... " "so you will?" "Well, OF COURSE I will, but... " "Coach, you're the first man I ever respected, and now, I respect you even more. I'll send you the rehearsal schedule and everything else. I can't wait. " So there it was, on wedding day, in the Unitarian church hall . Doug took vinny's hand as the ceremony began and whispered "You know , one of these days, I'm gonna ask you if you'll marry me." vinny leaned over, kissed him and said "And I'm gonna answer yes." "My mascara! FUCK my mascara!" Gina had been crying so hard that her eyes were smeared. "Just a minute dear. Let Aunt Donna take care of that." Donna dabbed at Gina's eyes, and held out a compact so she could see that she was, indeed, beautiful. "Thank you Donna. Thank you for being here today. joey may have a coach back. I have a big sister. " "your big sister says those shoes are gonna kill you." Gina had stolen her Jimmy Choos back and was wearing them. Or, more honestly, she was teetering on them. And the procession started. Bill looked over to joey . "you ready?" joey said nothing. He took Bill's hand, and they walked up together. There IS a rumor that two or three closeted gymnasts had a bit of an accident when they kissed at the altar, but that has not been verified. At the wedding afterward, joey began to freak out about their dance. It was a simple waltz, and Bill just whispered. "Move with me. It's like fucking." "Do I moan when we turn Sir." "You do and I'll grab your balls right in front of everyone." joey smiled but didn't answer. And while they were not going to get recruited for a dance team, they pulled it off. Then joey invited his mother to the floor, and Bill called out Gina. Nate came to the floor with Donna. She whispered "Let's talk at dinner Nate. I'm concerned about you." joey's parents danced, Doug dragged vinny to the floor, and then, as Dave and Bill joined forces to insist, vinny and joey danced. They stunk, but everyone had a good time. While Bill was on the dance floor with joey's mother, doing a tarantella, Donna leaned over to Nate. "You're unhappy Nate. " He looked up. "Why do you say that?" Donna smiled. "I know unhappy. I know DEEP unhappy. Unhappy buried so far you don't see it most of the time. You're unhappy. It radiates. He sighed. "You're right Donna. I'm lonely. I'm glad Bill found his happiness, but... where's mine? Donna sighed. "Are you waiting for someone to bring it to you?" "Well, NO." "Then what are you doing to get it?" "What am I supposed to do? My uncle isn't well. I love him." "He loves you too Nate. And you know what I bet he'd love to see? You settled down, on your own, with your own partner. " "How can I do that? Bill needs my care." "That procedure you do? Nate, let's be honest. You can teach joey how to do it." "IT"S NOT THAT EASY DONNA!" "Yes it is ." Then she looked at him . "they're going to Italy. Are you going with them?" "Well, no. " "Who's gonna do it when you're not there." "There are doctors in Italy, Donna." "Who's gonna do it while you're not there?" He paused. "Teach joey how to do it. It will free all of you. I promise." xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx So after a long wedding, Bill and joey made it back to their hotel room. "You made me an honest man today, joey schiavo." "I don't know about that Sir, but..." "You know, you don't have to call me Sir joey?" "I know. I want to. I like it. It makes me feel, well... excited." "Know what's making me feel excited, joey? The thought of getting you out of that tuxedo." "MMM. Me too Sir." At the hotel, Bill started laughing. Someone - it had to be Gina - had gotten into the hotel room and covered their bed with rose petals. He just started laughing. "What's so funny Sir? " joey leaned up against the door frame, his finger hitched in his tuxedo pants. He had dropped his jacket, and taken off his tie. Bill smiled, and came over to him. "I brought the NY neckties with us, boi." "I brought the hood Sir.. " Can you guess what happened on their first night? I think you can. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx And now folks, a bit of an epilogue. Bill and joey took an Italian honeymoon. joey's parents gave them a list of people to see, and they saw as many of them as they could. Bill had always loved Italy, but to say joey LOVED Italy, is an understatement. Naples, Genoa, Florence, Rome, and Venice: grand Venice. When they checked into their hotel on the Rialto, the older woman who was at the desk smiled. "Not many Americans know about us, but some do... You remind me SO MUCH of some who were here... what were their names.... Richard and davie Harris. You don't happen to know them? "I'm afraid not Signora?" "AH, I wish I had asked for their address. SUCH a lovely family. OH, wait... I have the business card of their restaurant. I'd like you to have it. They gave it to me in case I ever got to the US." "Well, signora, let me copy it. You'll need it for when you go." She smiled. "Signori, I have my work, my life, my family. We're all here." She paused. "AND IT'S VENICE. WHY WOULD I LEAVE? " joey smiled. "She has a point Sir." Joey's love for Italy became seriously important, as we shall see. They spent a full month in Italy, and when they got back to the US, they stopped at joey's home first, to drop off the gifts for joey's parents, and Gina, who now had a boyfriend. His name , Bruno. He wasn't there as she described him to them. "Yeah, what can I say ? He's as dim as a 10 watt bulb, he eats like a slob, I make him change clothes every time we go out, but..... " and she imitated the line of the song. "OH, can that boy, ffffoooooooooooooooooooxtrot." "I don't understand" said joey. "You date him because of how he dances." Bill whispered what it meant to him. "Oh, so I should ask you 'wanna dance' before we go to bed, Sir?" Bill had an answer. "You can ask me anything you want, you just get in bed with me boi." Gina smiled and reached for a paper fan. "Getting hot in here." Donna's talk had an effect on Nate. After they had gotten home, he spoke to Bill. "I think joey needs to know how to take care of you Gunc. Let's show him." And they did. And then, the first time joey cleaned Bill's renal filter, his hands were shaking, but he did it. The second time, he was a pro. That led Nate to have another talk with Bill when they came back. "You're more than an uncle, more than a Guncle, Bill, more than a prince. And I know what you're gonna say. But it's time. I need to stand on my own two feet. I'll visit. I'll visit a lot. But there's an apartment not far from here, and... I took it. " After many tears, Nate moved out. And he does visit. He comes for dinner every week. When joey's home and Bill is still working, do they continue their "on the side? " What do you think? Oh, yes, the final bit. That time in Italy let joey to sit down with Bill one night. He started "Bill, this is serious. Can you listen to me for a few minutes?" "OF COURSE. What's wrong, joey boi?" "Nothing Sir, nothing. I just... I think I know what I want to do." "With your life?" "yes sir." "Tell me." joey seemed almost embarrassed. "I applied to graduate school. In Italian. I got in. " "COMPLIMENTE GIUSEPPI COMPLIMENTI! We'll switch to Italian around here." joey smiled. "You don't mind Sir?" "MIND? It'll be great to be married to a scholar " joey started in the fall. They hired someone to come and clean house since joey was so busy with school. Any guesses who? Their housekeeper's name is Carlos. They share him with Nate, who found a full time job at the hospital doing renal and dialysis nursing. Donna, who had a fear of flying, learned to deal with it so she could visit. She comes once or twice a year. Sometimes Gina joins her. Bruno is long gone, as are five or six other boyfriends. Every summer, Gina and joey take a trip to NYC. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx And there we are folks. Let's leave Bill, joey, Gina, Donna, joey's folks, Nate, and Carlos to their lives now. Did I miss a character you liked? I apologize if I did. But I DO hope you enjoyed this story. Some of you have told me how it touched you, and that in turn touches me. Have full lives people. Don't wait. Eat the cake. Take the trip. Say "I love you." And now, alla prossima from our little band. I will see you with some other stories. Be well. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx