Date: Thu, 13 Aug 2020 16:09:01 +0000 (UTC) From: ropingtop@aol.com Subject: Lucas and nick get introduced to bondage - installment 13 Nick had to leave first the next morning, because he had work. When he began to squirm out of Jorge's gift, he got pulled back. Jorge's morning beard was rough and strong, and he whispered "can't you call in sick, sweet blond boy?" The words got Nick excited. He thought about it, but he was still being paid by the hour, and it wasn't really an option. "No Sir. I can't. Not yet. I haven't been working there long enough. I want to though. I want to call in and say 'I'm happy. I've got a master top doing me, and you don't.." Jorge laughed, as he flipped Nick onto his back. He ran his fingers up and down Nick's torso, tickling him ever so lightly. "I love watching you try to hold it in, blonde boy. I love you trying to resist, even though you know... I'm going to win." "Maybe not always..." Nick grunted, trying to push against the stronger man. It didn't work. He sighed and stopped resisting. Jorge laughed. "Yes. Always. " He kissed Nick. "I'm going to speak to Greg today about arrangements for the future. For now though... I can't let you go home hard, and unsatisfied." He pinned Nick down and slowly began edging him. "NO. SIR. Please. I'm gonna be late. NO. I can't do this. NO... Oh shit... MMMMMMMM" Jorge said nothing, as Nick yielded to the cock play. It didn't take THAT long - Nick was desperate to jizz - and huge ropes of cum started pouring out of him. Jorge laughed. "You remind me of when we milked bulls on the ranch back home. My little bottom bull." He kissed Nick again. "I'll get you a cab to take you back home. And I'll talk to Greg today. He has some stuff on his mind, and I'll do my best. But this is a new situation for both of us Nicky, so it may not get resolved right away. " "I understand Sir... " He hugged Jorge. "Can I see you tonight?" Jorge smiled. "Was there any doubt?" In the next room, Greg and lucas had woken up as well. Releasing after being locked up had left Lucas spent. There was nothing left in him, but laying in Greg's arms, feeling secure and controlled, was wonderful. Like Nick, he didn't want to leave either. Unlike Nick, he didn't have a job to get to. But Greg did. And he was moving around now, fast, getting ready to get to the office. He stopped for a minute when he saw Lucas was completely awake. "Hey stud , good morning." "Good morning Sir. I hope you slept well." "I did. I had this hot cubby boy laying up against me, and I spent my dreams on what I planned to do with him." He came over for a kiss. He pointed his cock at Lucas' mouth, but smiled as he pulled it away. "I'm gonna have to get moving, so you'll get that later. Start packing up today, stud. We'll begin getting your stuff moved in. Tonight, we'll talk about the rules of living with me. " He smiled. "I've been thinking about them, and they're gonna be hot." Lucas didn't say anything, he just smiled. "I told the doorman to make sure that they let you in, and to help you with the stuff you bring over. They've already been tipped so if by some chance someone asks for a handout, ignore it. " He paused. "Let me leave a note for the housekeeper. She'll be here later, and she'll get dinner started. You don't cook do you?" "No Sir. Sorry. " "No big deal. I didn't think so. You'll have other things to do." He chuckled, finished his coffee, and gave Lucas one more kiss. "Now, I gotta get going. I expect to see you here tonight. Don't be late." Nick laughed. "I don't really have a choice, do I Sir?" "Not really. OH, I'll probably need to talk to Jorge and Nick tonight. It would be better if you weren't there Lucas, so you can work on this monster dissertation. I think I know where Jorge and I want to take it, so it won't be long. Lucas got home and started packing. He really didn't have much stuff - it fit in one room - his computer, some clothes, his books, bed linens that he really didn't need to take with him, so it didn't take long to get everything packed up. Toward the end, he got a call from Nick. "You're moving in?" "Yup. Today." "Fucking whore." Lucas laughed. "Nick, how come I'm always a whore when I get something you don't?" "You're just a whore." "HEY, Wait a minute. You moved off and glommed on Jorge faster than you could say tie me up, and you're calling me a whore." There was a pause and Nick's voice was airy. "JORGE. OH, what a man. He fucks like a machine, and that voice. DAMN that dark, sweet voice. He calls me 'sweet blond boy' and I melt." "So what do you think is gonna happen? You still belong to Greg. Just like me." "NO. Not just like you, whore . I didn't get an invitation to move in. YOU did. " "I don't know what I'm going to do. Jorge said he'd talk to Greg today. " "Hmmm. He told me he thought that was what was gonna happen. What do you think is gonna happen?" "I don't know. I only know what I WISH would happen: I want Jorge every other night, and Greg the other nights." Lucas laughed. "Like I'm gonna let that happen." "You know, Lucas, first of all, Greg isn't gonna let you decide. Second of all, you remember who won our last three wrestling matches?" Remembering the wrestling with his cousin actually got Lucas slightly hard. Being controlled by a smaller man was a fantasy that wasn't gonna happen with Greg, since he was bigger. But the thought of a thin guy like Nick having him in his power did get him excited. "We'll just have to see. I have to finish packing. He wants me there tonight." "BITCH, I FUCKING HATE YOU. BUT I WANT AN INVITATION" After Nick got off the phone, Shawn knocked on Lucas' door. "Hey Lucas, I just wanted to wish you the best of luck with your man. I'm glad you found someone. It's been great having you live here." Lucas came over to shake his hand. "Hey, thanks man. I'm sorry to be leaving you in the lurch" Shawn laughed. "NAH. You know how easy it is to rent this place? I got my pick. Someone's coming over tonight. BIG hairy guy. Name of Kevin. He's another grad student. He's in philosophy. Lucas thought for a minute. Yeah, Kevin was "unique." The ring in his septum, that kept on getting bigger, the full beard, the muscles. And of course, his controversial spread on shibari bondage, where he was in suspension in various "creative" positions. "I think I know Kevin. He's, shall we say, creative and eccentric. But he's a nice guy." "Best of luck to you kid. call Auntie Shawn if you need to." He gave Lucas a big hug. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxx Greg had arrange for a minivan to take Lucas' stuff to his place. There wasn't really enough of it to fill 2/3 of the van, and Greg's assistant was surprised. "You DO travel light, Lucas." He laughed "Poor grad students don't have much choice." The assistant smiled. "Please do me a favor. Be good to Greg. He's demanding but he's a-ok. He'll take care of you. Where's your buddy today?" "Oh, Nick? He had to work. He's dealing with his own issues too." The assistant grinned "Jorge?" "You know?" The assistant took a deep breath. "Greg and Jorge have known each other, probably for 25 years. I can't tell you what they've been through together. They like the same thing, but different men." He looked at Lucas. "You wouldn't stand a chance with him: you're too masculine. I was surprised Greg went after your buddy. That was a big shift from the past." "Can you tell me a little about the past with Greg?" "Well, sure. It's always been body builder types: buff guys. Shorter than him, but with good muscle tone. Guys who look like they're gonna rip their shirts if they flex." Lucas laughed. "I'm certainly not there." "But you have the look. And you're smart. And you can challenge him intellectually. DON'T EVER CHALLENGE HIM SEXUALLY THOUGH." Lucas took all of this in, and pondered it. He had no plans of challenging Greg sexually, but this was the first time someone had told him that intellectual challenge was fair game. He smiled. He could get himself in a lot of trouble that way. A couple of hours after he got to the apartment, Lucas got a text from Greg. "How's it going? You finding room for your stuff?" Lucas smiled. Even getting a text from Greg got him hard. "Yes sir. Lots of room for everything. Just getting it all set up." "I'll see you when I get home. Been thinking about you all morning. I'm wearing a tie I was gonna throw out and then I thought...." He didn't finish. The apartment was warm, and Lucas didn't have any idea how to turn on the air conditioning or even where the controls were. Today was the housekeeper's day off, so he couldn't check. It was warm, so he shucked his shirt, and worked bare chested. He could see the little nibs where Greg had shaved him. He still wasn't sure he liked the look, but seeing it reminded him of the scene where Greg had shaved him. "DAMN where was that man? His bitch was in heat, and he needed him." Normally, Lucas would have masturbated. He knew better. Greg would be pissed. So he went back to work, moving in between his dissertation and putting his stuff in the apartment. The windows had a western exposure, and it got warmer, and Lucas began to sweat. He was folding up jock straps when he heard the elevator door, and Greg's firm tread. "Welcome home Sir.." Lucas went to the entrance, where he saw that Greg had tossed his jacket onto a chair, and was tearing off his tie. "It'll be your job to get that jacket hung properly. But that can wait." He came up and kissed Lucas. "MMMM. You're nice and sweaty. Built in lube." "Yes sir." Lucas only murmured, as Greg nibbled on his ear. "Turn around. Put your hands behind your back." Lucas complied. The necktie got wrapped around his wrists and tightened. Lucas had read a novel once, where the heroine was a geisha who would tie up her clients with silk sashes. He remembered how the thought of using silk as a rope, had always appealed to him. He felt his cock growing even more, as Greg tightened the bonds. His hand came from behind and found Lucas' right nipple, and began to squeeze. "OH Sir. Yes. .Yes please." Greg's tongue began to lick at Lucas' ear, and he moaned some more. "MMMMMMM. MMMMMM. You boy is hot for you Sir." "My boy needs to learn patience." Greg reached down to Lucas' junk. "Do I need to put the cage back on?" "It belongs to you Sir. Anything you want.." Right now... I want your ass." "Yes sir. Sweaty. All lubed for you." Greg smiled. He really didn't like using lube. The extra sensation his bottoms got from his unlubed cock (he wouldn't call it pleasure), always got him even harder. Sweat on the inside of Lucas' cheeks, however, was fine. He put the cub on the bed, straddled him, and began to squeeze both of his nipples. Lucas squirmed, involuntarily, underneath him, but he wasn't going anywhere. Greg was just heavy enough to be hard to move. He was also clearly experienced at this "game." "PLEASE TIE ME DOWN SIR. PLEASE..." Lucas yelled, after about ten minutes of nipple torture. "You wanna get tied down, boy? You wanna be helpless when Master Greg FUCKS you." "YES SIR. YES SIR PLEASE. IT'LL MAKE IT EVEN BETTER." Greg re-tied Lucas' wrists to the bed headboard. Then he took off Lucas belt, and he smiled at it. "Nice and heavy. Good for a good whipping if we need to. Heh heh heh." Lucas gulped. He had seen whippings in clubs. He found them exciting, but the thought of being whipped, just made him, well, scared. But he thought of Greg, all in leather, with a whip, giving it to him, and he moaned from the idea. Greg pushed Lucas' legs apart, and began to tease his ass with his thumb. Lucas moaned more, and little by little, faced with no other options, opened up. Greg pushed in one, and then two , fingers, driving Lucas absolutely wild. It was a good thing he was tied down, given how he writhed. SIR PLEASE. I CAN'T HELP IT. I'M GONNA SHOOT UNLESS YOU TAKE ME." Greg laughed. "Oh, I'm gonna take you boy. But you better learn to keep this under control. Now that you live here... I can do ABSOLUTELY anything I want. And right now, I wanna FUCK you." He slipped in his cock, and Lucas let out a sound, halfway between a moan and a scream, as his Dom took him, sliding in fast, and then slow, and then alternating it. He had one hand on Lucas' balls, and he was squeezing them just enough to intimidate Lucas. That fear kept him from shooting. "I never got around to shaving your pubes, boy. Still thinking about it. " The "thinking about it" seemed to make Greg even hornier, as his cock probed, and went deeper and deeper. For Lucas, it was the hardest fuck he had ever had. His eyes began to water, as he crossed the barrier between pleasure and pain, and crossed back again, several times. Then, Greg shot. He shot DEEP. He shot so deep that Lucas thought it was coming out through his nose. Greg let go of Lucas' balls, and as soon as he did, Lucas' splooch started shooting out. Had they been in Lucas' apartment, with the lower ceilings, it's POSSIBLE one of the shots would have caught it. Here, though, it just went high up in the air, so that Greg could call it "old faithful." Catching his breath, now Lucas began to cry a little. "You ok, boy? Did I hurt you?" "No sir. NO NO NO. I mean, you did but you didn't. What you DID was give me something I've always wanted. That's why I'm crying." Greg leaned down and kissed him. "You need to catch your breath and get some rest. And you need a shower. You can get the shower after you rest. Should I untie you, or leave you tied? Keep me tied sir. Please. I'll nap a little, and I'll dream of you. Greg left Lucas tied in the bedroom and indeed, Lucas did dream of Greg, and what life was going to be like here. Greg had said that there were expectations, and rules, but he hadn't mentioned them yet. Lucas had given up his apartment, so he guessed that meant that , as a proper sub, he was simply going to accept what his Dom told him: there wouldn't be negotiations. Of course, if it were REALLY bad, he might be able to move in with Nick, but it seemed Nick was going to be with Jorge soon. Had he gotten in too far, too soon? "Ah, you're awake, cubboi. Good. Let's get you cleaned up, and then, we'll have a bit of a chat. We're going to meet Jorge and Nick for a drink or something a little later. " "Yes sir. I won't take long." Lucas continued his interior monologue in the shower, and took longer than he expected to. When he came out, he looked at himself, naked, in the shower. His chest hairs were growing back, that was true, but Greg was thinking of shaving them off again. He looked down at his pubes. Was he ready to lose that? Greg's assistant had told him that Greg liked buff, bodybuilder type guys. Lucas flexed his bicep and laughed. No chance of mistaking him for a body builder. But he was here. And Greg wasn't faking the hard ons, the orgasms, the kisses. He shrugged his shoulders and dried off. He'd have to take it as it came. Just before he left the bathroom, he ran his finger around the collar Greg had put on him. He smiled He hadn't asked for it, but Greg had claimed him. For now, it would have to be enough. He found clothes on the bed when he came out: a black jockstrap, worn jeans, and a white t shirt. The jeans were his, but he didn't own a black jockstrap, and the t shirt was much higher quality than he was used to wearing. When he put it on, he found that it was a tailored t shirt, and clung to him, rather than covered him. "You like quite the little cub, Lucas" Greg smiled. He came up from behind Lucas, and put his arms around him. "You need one piece of 'jewelry' I guess we'd call it." He pulled out a black leather arm band, and put it around Lucas' left arm. "There we go. Now there's no doubt to people who know." "Thank you Sir," Lucas answered. He bowed his head, and he put his hands behind his back. He didn't know if this would please Greg, but he had been doing some reading about Dom/sub behavior, and this seemed right. "Let's talk , Lucas." Greg sat down on the bed, and put Lucas down next to him. He had his arm around Lucas' shoulders. "First, I can't tell you how glad I am that you're here. The minute I saw you in that bar, I thought 'I gotta have that one.' I knew you were a rookie, and I also knew I wanted to train you. And it's coming along really good." "Thank you Sir. I'm glad you're pleased." "Now, here come the house rules. At least the ones I remember. First, what you're wearing, is your 'uniform'. This is what I want you in, unless I choose something else for you to wear. It suits your body, it turns me on, and that's all that matters. You'll look in the closet later, and you'll see: there are plenty of t shirts, plenty of jockstraps, and plenty of jeans. New ones. Every day." "Even jeans, Sir?" Lucas was used to living in the same clothes until even he couldn't stand the smell. "Even jeans. And as you lose weight, which you will, we'll pull the sizes down." Lucas blushed. "You think I'm fat Sir?" "No , I don't think you're fat. I think you need to be in better shape. That'll start tomorrow." He pulled out a card. "Here's your gym membership. The gym is just a couple blocks away. Your trainer's name is Jase. He's older, but he's in great shape. He's very friendly, but he's no nonsense. If he tells you 30 minutes of cardio, that doesn't mean 29. " Lucas smiled. "Sounds like you have experience with him." "Indeed I do. And he and his partner Glenn make a lovely couple. Haven't figured out who does what to whom yet, but watching two guys who have a combined body fat percentage of probably 26, makes you not care about that anymore." He squeezed the back of Lucas' neck. "I'm not looking for that cubbie. But you're gonna get bigger arms, and a tighter ass, and your tits are gonna point out like the Himalayas when he's done with you." "I understand Sir." "Now, around the house, like I said, the housekeeper comes in and she does most of the cooking. I do the rest. She'll also do stuff like the laundry, and she'll arrange for building staff to take care of involved stuff. You'll be in charge of making sure my clothes are in order, that the bedroom is spic and span, that the toys are clean, and put away, and making sure I'm happy. "Are you happy so far Sir?" "I'm wonderfully happy Lucas. You'll get a call from me every day when I'm leaving the office. I'm almost always horny at the end of the day, and I'll tell you what I expect. I'm ten minutes from the apartment, and you'll be ready.." He smiled. "Or you WILL feel that belt. Trust me, you won't like it." 'I don't know about that," thought Lucas, but he just said "yes sir." "Now, I also entertain a lot for work. I put a halt on it while I was training you two, but it'll begin again. When that starts, you'll be the attendant. You'll make drinks, you'll serve food, and if I call you to come and take care of me, directly, you will. For those occasions, we have a server's outfit for you : the black pants, the black tie, the white shirt. You know the look. Lucas was feeling his testosterone rise. He had fantasies of being a cocktail waiter, and being kidnapped by some executive at a party where he was working. This was close. "Sometimes, the parties will be big enough to need two people. We'll use your cousin when that happens." "Excuse me Sir, but isn't Nick going to be with Jorge?" "He will be, but we'll return him at the end of the party. And in any event, Jorge's not quite ready for Nick to move in with him.. But you'll hear more about that tonight. Any questions?" "I don't think so Sir. Not right now. Oh, maybe one. How often do you think you're going to be tying me up." Greg laughed. "At least once a day, some form of it. You're gonna get fucked at least once a day, the bondage comes along with that. " A grin from Greg. "That reminds me. I doubt I will, but I MAY have you service a friend every now and then. You'll bottom. Topping is out of your life from now on. PERIOD. If I get any wind of you topping, or flirting with a bottom... I'll have you outta here in house." Lucas laughed. "I don't think we have to worry about that Sir." GOOD. Then let's go meet the boys. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx xxxxx While Greg and Lucas were having their talk, Jorge and Nick were having one of their own. Jorge had called Nick and told him to come over to his apartment and to "dress nice." Nick didn't know what that meant, and he didn't want to ask Lucas. He checked his closet: he didn't think his work clothes were good enough for Jorge, but those were the "nice clothes" he had. He put on a button down shirt that Lucas had gotten him as a birthday present - he remembered the color was "seafoam," sort of an aqua. It fit him well. Then he put on a pair of brown corduroy jeans. Lucas had told him he envied Nick's ability to wear them: finding stylish cords in Lucas' size was nearly impossible, but Nick's cradled his ass nicely. The outfit seemed to please Jorge, when Nick got to his sparse apartment. "Nicky... Right on time.." Jorge had Nick against the wall, kissing him as soon as he got there. "You look ravishing in that outfit, young man." "Then ravish me, you beast." Jorge did. If Lucas moaned during sex, Nick yelled. Jorge literally had to shove a sock in Nick's mouth to keep him at a respectable volume while they fucked. "Can we cuddle, Sir, just for a little bit?" Nick's eyes were begging Jorge, after he had just been fucked." Jorge smiled, as he brushed back Nick's longish hair. "Of course darling." He pulled Nick into him, face to face. He smiled when Nick dozed off. He looked at the ownership collar around Nick's neck. He had a plan about that. They'd discuss it tonight. "OH. SORRY SIR. I've just been so nervous, and when I'm nervous, I... I... I fall asleep." Jorge laughed and kissed him. "Well, when I get nervous, I get horny nicky boy . In fact, just about every emotion makes me horny. Better get ready for that." "Yes sir. I am. " In fact, Nick was wondering just how much of Jorge's cock he could handle. Since that first night, he had been sore. And after tonight, he knew he was gonna be even more sore. "Get yourself put together, nicky boy. We're meeting Greg and Lucas for cocktails. " He smiled. "Then we'll come back here." He smiled again. "I see you brought an overnight bag. How presumptuous." Nick blushed. "I'm sorry Sir. I didn't mean to be..." "I meant presumptuous to think I didn't have what you'd need in the morning. It's all laid out in the bathroom." They met at a cafe' not far from Jorge's apartment. "You look good, Nick" Lucas whispered. "You look like a kept boy whore," Nick whispered back, and Lucas laughed. "Boys, you're gonna have to share if we catch you telling secrets," Jorge smiled. "Sorry Sir. We were just complimenting each other on our look." "As you should. You both look quite fetching. But now, let's talk about what Greg and I have decided for the two of you." How Nick and Lucas reacted to that comment summed up the difference between the two of them. Lucas mentally breathed a sigh of relief. No one was going to ask him to make a decision. It had already been made for him. Nick on the other hand immediately thought. "EXCUSE ME? Don't I have something to say about this?" As he thought on it, he realized that he didn't, but that thought was still in his head. To the outside observer, Lucas had been tamed, while Nick was still "semi feral." Jorge spoke. "Now, for a while, I'm going to be travelling for work, and the work trips are long. I won't be around for periods of a week, two weeks. Periods like that." He saw Nick's face and he held his hand. "I'm sorry baby boy, but that's what pays the bills." "I understand Sir. What's the old saying : 'in for a nickle in for a dime?' "Well, we're talking more than a nickle Nicky." Jorge laughed when he realized how close the words were to each other. "So this is what Greg and I have decided. Nick, we're not ready to release you from ownership by Greg. But you should consider yourself on 'permanent loan' to me, like a rare piece of art work." Lucas couldn't help himself. "Make sure it's not a forgery Sir." Nick gave him his "I'll curdle milk" look "Part of the reason for that, is because when I'm away, Nicky, you'll stay with Lucas and Greg. "Greg and Lucas Sir," Lucas corrected him and reddened. But he saw the smile on Greg's face, and he felt at ease. "good boy," Greg mouthed. "I want you to move into my apartment. When I'm gone, you'll go and stay with these boys. Claro?" Nick looked puzzled "Hair dye?" Lucas laughed again. "It means "clear" in Spanish cousin." "OH. Yeah. I knew that." "I'm not going to ask you if that's ok, because you don't have any choice," Jorge showed his bright teeth, and Nick's eyes flashed. "Nicky, we can discuss it tonight after I tie you up if you want." "No Sir. I understand." But you DO have a choice. And this might get you angry Lucas, but..." Greg was speaking now. "Jorge doesn't have to hit the road for another week, so you have a chance to think about this. When he's away, you can go into chastity with a cage like I put on Lucas. " There was some laughter as they saw Nick's face. OR, you can take voluntary chastity, but that includes no jerking off, and if you get caught... well.." Nick got paler. OR, you can be available to Greg when he wants you. That's why we're not taking the collar off yet. You'll still at least be owned in part by Greg until I've got roots settled down. " To Lucas, who was used to reading theoretical writings, this was brilliant. They had given Nick a choice, but hadn't given him a choice. And it put them in competition again, but not really. Nick was a "loaner," not the boyfriend of Greg, and given the concessions Greg had gotten from Lucas, he now had license to "cheat" with Nick, while Lucas had no such freedom. Nick sat there, a little surprised. At first, he wasn't sure if he wanted this at all. Then, he thought about how good he felt when Jorge fucked him. And he thought back to what a great lover Greg was. "I can make that decision now Sir. No chastity. I'm too horny. " He turned to Greg. "I'll bottom for you any time you ask Sir." Greg saw the look on Lucas' face. "No, you don't have anything to say about it." Lucas lowered his eyes. "I understand, Sir." "GOOD. Let's have some drinks and some food. It's getting late, and I think I wanna introduce Lucas to some more of his new duties tonight." Those duties included a pre-bedtime blow job. And if Nick thought he was sore before dinner, he hadn't counted on how horny Jorge was, as he took him for the second time that night.