"How did I get myself into this?" frank asked himself, over and over again, shaking his head as he sat on the bench in the locker room. He had to finish getting dressed and then get home. The discussion he had had with Squillo was still resonating in his mind.
It was six weeks into frank having agreed to Squillo's terms on his debt. A week ago, he had asked Vinnie if he could get an update on where the debt stood. "Oh, SURE frankie. ABSOLUTELY. I was having so much fun I completely forgot to let you see the ledgers. Tell ya what? Let's get together some day this week: dinner, then some time together, and I'll show ya the records at dinner. We can talk about it there. I know you wanna plan for the future, so, it's good that you brought it up. "
Now, frank almost wished he hadn't. He got to their regular restaurant a little later than Vinnie, and found him at their usual table, smiling as the stud got closer. frank's ass did get noticed as he walked to the back. "Sugar baby" someone whispered. frank ignored it. He had heard it used before. "SIT you big stud. Your usual drink?" Vinnie laughed. If he could get frank to drink a glass of wine, it was a big night. frank's usual drink: seltzer water with a shot of cranberry juice. "Oh, yes, uh, thank you Vinnie." Vinnie was sipping one of the strange tropical cocktails he favored. "I hope he doesn't make me put the umbrella behind my ear again," frank thought.
When the server brought frank's drink, Vinnie pulled a small notebook out of his bag. "Ya know frankie, people tend to think I'm a silly old man with no common sense. " He smiled. "AND THAT'S why I win each and every time. That, and good record keeping." frank did remember the shelf of ledger notebooks at frank's house. Each one was labelled carefully, to indicate which of Vinnie's businesses: the laundromat, the dry cleaner, the "ethnic foods" grocery store, the brothel.. everything carefully labelled by name and year. "Now frankie, I brought something else because I have a feeling I know how you're gonna react: here's the price list from the brothel we visited. "Okay..............." frank replied. Why did he bring that? He opened the notebook, and he found that... over six weeks, the total amount of money he had "earned" was $5500.
"HUH?" frank's voice went up just high enough for people to look. He blushed and dropped his voice almost to a whisper. "THAT'S ALL? Vinnie, there's got to be a mistake!" Vinnie put his hand over frank's, and frank didn't pull it away. "frankie boy, frankie, tranquilo tranquilo. Take a look. " He smiled. "It's kinda a history of us, from the first time, to the present. Every time we've gotten together, everything we did.. and the value of each thing from my price list. frank looked. Yes, every last one. Every blow job. Every butt fuck. Even the few "specials" they had done. he and Vinnie got together 2-3 times a week. Usually, frank didn't sleep over: there were only two times that he had, and those nights were given higher value.
"You see frankie, I'm giving you full value for each time we see each other. If it were the brothel, you'd be getting credit for 20%, maybe 25% if you were a star, and 1/3 if you were a REAL superstar. "I don't cost you any overhead. Sir." Vinnie laughed. "No, you don't. And I wouldn't charge you for it anyway. I'm just saying franky.. I coulda given you the option of working it off in the brothel, and then your numbers would be much lower - per transaction. Whether you'd have a higher total number, I don't know. " He paused and squeezed frank's hand. "And you know frankie, you're a rookie at this, but I'm giving you the same value that a five star experienced escort would get." Meanwhile, frank was looking at the ledger, and trying not to choke up. "This... this seems to say that... I'll be doing this for about a year and a half!" Vinnie smiled. "It'd be a LOT higher if I were charging interest frankie." When frank continued to look frustrated and flustered, Vinnie went on. "Listen stud. Lemme say a few things. First, you can't tell me you didn't enjoy at least a few of our meetings. I saw your wood." frank blushed at that. It was true. Vinnie didn't know about the times he had jerked off at home after the encounters as well. "You know, frankie, I had an idea for tonight, and maybe I should just talk about it more. You see how each event has a value, like a butt fuck is worth more than a blow job." Vinnie's voice carried a bit, and some people looked up. frank blushed redder. "Yes sir." "Well, if you think of this as with your sports: combinations bring more value. You're missing out on the big events because of your schedule: you're not available for things like a weekend away, or a full roleplay scene, anything like that." frank looked up. "And they're worth more?" "YEAH. Like tonight... " Vinnie leaned forward, with the smile that frank knew meant he was imagining frank naked. "I had something planned: there was this old movie: I wish I could remember the name of it: hot chick meets an uptight accountant, and while they're at it, she handcuffs him to the bed frame and fucks him...." "Something Wild. " "Was THAT the title? Maybe you're right. Anyway, the guy - he's still pretty hot - Jeff Daniels - not my type because I don't go for blonds, but cuffed to the bed frame, over his head..." He licked his lips. "How's about we try that? With some cock edging: I edge you, then fucking. Up the butt." frank looked at the price sheet Vinnie had given him. "I can't figure out what that's worth." "Well, that's why you have to learn to NEGOTIATE frankie. Except right now, to tell the truth, you don't have much negotiating power, but....I'd value that at 2000.00." "2000.00?" frank asked. "That's right. Your numbers would go up to 7000.00. You'd almost be 10% there." frank gave out a deep sigh. "Now, other options frankie. Of course, you COULD go to work at the brothel, and they'd love to have you, but I don't think that would work. Another option... I've been thinking about it a lot: the dormitory: the place where the men keep their exclusive boys." "Yeah?" "Well, you could move in as MY boy. We'd sign a 'lease' and you'd be at my disposal for a year. Your rent would be free, and I'd make sure you got a living stipend. The condition is: when I want you, there is no discussion. We do what I want. " Another pause from frank. "Can I think about it, Sir?" "OF COURSE. And think about something else: I go to Fire Island every summer. I haven't gotten there yet this year - I've been so busy - but in two weeks, I'm going. Think about coming as my date." "I will Sir." frank didn't want to be rude and ask, so Vinnie smiled. "It's worth 7000. to me frankie."
After dinner they went back to Vinnie's place. frank stripped, and got on the bed. He winced as he felt the cuffs lock on each of his wrists, and felt a surge to his cock when Vinnie locked them to the headframe of the bed. "OH, it looks like we have something else to do too, frankie." Vinnie was running his hand, covered with a stimulating glove, over frank's torso. "You haven't shaved down in a bit. It's coming back. "True Sir. I just haven't gotten to it." "You need to be smooth frankie. I'm gonna do it for ya." He smiled. "Hmmm. You really should be smooth all over, but tonight, just the stubblings on your chest, and your pits. "NO. NOT MY PITS. I'M NOT A GIRL!" Vinnie dug his fingers into one of frank's pits and tickled. "NO. You definitely are NOT a girl. You're a full sized, big slab of manhood." He bent down and whispered into frank's ear. "Who happens to be my bitch right now, and I want my bitch shaved smooth." There was something about the way Vinnie said 'bitch' that was getting him sexually riled. "Yes sir. I understand." "GOOD. Now let's get going with the plan." Vinnie pulled off the glove and moved his hand down to frank's balls and cock. His hand was warm, and he held frank's junk securely, rubbing it just enough for frank to begin to feel more excited. "OOH. OOOH YES SIR..." He felt Vinnie's fingers running up and down his cock. "You like what Mr. Vinnie does to you, don't ya frankie?" "Yes sir. OH GOD YESSIR." "What's Mr. Vinnie gonna do to you next frankie?" "You're gonna fuck me. You're gonna take my ass." "RIGHT AGAIN. You're not just a STUD. You're a smart stud." While the verbal play was going on, Vinnie had increased the frequency of his hand movements, and frank's body began to twitch. His hips pushed up faster, and faster, and then.. he let out the kind of yell he did when he lifted, and cum covered his belly. "NICE ONE FRANKIE. NICE ONE. What's that old line: 'young and hung and full of cum." Well, that's my frankie." He bent down and kissed frank's lips. "And now you're gonna be even MORE filled with cum." He pushed frank's legs in the air. "GOD I love that cunt of yours. It's the perfect size." Vinnie began slowly pushing his dick into frank. frank closed his eyes. Getting fucked AFTER he came had a very different feel that getting fucked when he hadn't. He liked it. He began to moan, which inspired Vinnie to fuck him harder. "I KNEW you'd like that frankie. I KNEW you would.." Now Vinnie was pumping faster. As he closed his eyes, frank thought about how different this was than the first time. He thought about living in the dormitory: he could get out of the home situation. Yeah, he'd be at Vinnie's beck and call, but that was the case now. "Why am I liking this so much?" He asked himself as he heard Vinnie's yell and then felt the squirts of his jizz going into him. "DAMN FRANKIE. You have got SUCH the ass. SUCH THE ASS." Vinnie playfully tweaked one of frank's nips. "Let me go get a clean rag to wipe you off. Then we'll get the shaving done. " "Please Sir. Do we..." "Yeah, we do frankie." The rag was warm, and Vinnie was gentle, but frank saw "the look" . He thought of it as a "lust high" when Vinnie had the look, and he wasn't wrong. Vinnie put the rag to the side, and then pulled out a can of creme, and a razor. "There ain't enough here for me to use the clippers or shearer frankie. Unless you want your head shaved..." "NO SIR. NO. PLEASE.. " "Hahahahahahaha. I told ya I loved your hair. You're keeping that." Vinnie started at frank's pits and he took off the hair with short, sure strokes. It stung a little. His torso was covered with just about a week's worth of hair stubble, so it was a bit challenging to get that off, but Vinnie knew what he was doing. "You ever think about laser removal, frankie?" "I did, but... I'm not sure I want it gone permanently. "GOOD BOY. Ya never know when you might find someone who likes the stuff." He was done, and he washed off frank's body with that cloth. Then he unlocked the cuffs. "Ok franky . Let me just mark this down in the ledger. You can watch."
frank saw Vinnie enter what they had done, and then write 2300.00. "Sir, didn't you say 2000?" "I did. But that was before I thought about the shaving. " He smacked frank on his ass. "I like ya frankie . Apart from how much I like fucking ya. Now get dressed, kiss your mom for me, and think about Fire Island.
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Two weeks later, frank was sitting next to Vinnie at the front of what some called the "fairy ferry" on their way to Fire Island. It was a warm late Friday afternoon and the boat was packed - maybe 95% gay men, and 5% women. Vinnie was wearing baggy shorts, a very lose, almost caftan like top, and a floppy hat that completed his goofy look. frank, in a tank top, tight shorts, and the baseball cap Vinnie had made him wear, backwards ("even your beautiful hair can't prevent a sun burn"), caused many a guy to WOOF, notwithstanding the chain pendant Vinnie put around his neck before they left. "This place is filled with scavengers on the weekend frankie. Nothing is gonna excite them like a big slab like you. Some of them - the ones with some proper upbringing - will see that collar and stay away." "Why's that Sir?" "It indicates that you're on the Island with someone and you don't have license to fool around." "Oh.. I see. Why did you make me flip the cap backwards Sir?" "I'll explain that later. Now just take in the air, the water, the sun... " He leaned over to Vinnie "Because for a LOT of this weekend, you're not going to see anything but me on top of you." Again, there was a twinge in Vinnie's crotch. "Sir, when we get back, can we talk some more about the dormitory thing?" Vinnie looked at him and smiled. "So you're considering it?" "I am Sir." "Good boy. We WILL talk about it" There was a cheer going up from the boat. It happened every time as a ferry docked at the pier, and the cheering and smiles continued as passengers disembarked, and started making their way to their houses, their hotels, etc. frank looked around like a child at an amusement park for the first time. "So many men" he whispered. Vinnie heard him and laughed. "As has been said and sung about by many. The answering line is 'so little time' frankie" There were several hotels on the island, at various levels of luxury. frank looked at each of them as they passed by on foot - no vehicles allowed on the Island, just like in Venice - until they were at the tallest, grandest one of them all. "I've been coming to the Island for about 40 years, frankie. And this hotel... for about 20. Let's see if Errol is still working the front desk. Indeed he was. He smiled when he saw Vinnie. "Well, hello stranger. Been too long. I saw your name on the register, and stayed later." "You're so sweet Errol" Errol had the look of a body builder who hadn't lifted for a while. He took a look at frank. "Not your usual type Vinnie." frank blused as Errol checked him out head to toe. "SOMEONE is doing the lifting I'm NOT doing. " frank laughed. "I try. I'm frank." "Errol here. Let me know if you need anything." He winked at Vinnie. "IF the old man here doesn't have you unable to do so." Vinnie laughed. "This way frankie tanky. Our suite is on the 8th floor." As they elevator ascended, Vinnie began toying with frank's nipples . frank knew that there was nothing he could do to stop him, and besides... he accepted that he liked how it felt. "It's like tuning in a radio, franky" Vinnie smiled. frank could see that his hard on was growing. "You ever hear about people who need to inaugurate their hotel room by having sex as soon as they check in. "NNNNNNNNNGGGG. Are you one of them Sir?" The elevator stopped and Vinnie let go of frank's nipples. Their suite was at the corner. frank looked around, amazed at the size. He had never been in a hotel room that big before. "Get your shorts off and get on the bed. Face down, franky." frank sighed. "Yes sir." He could see the bedroom off to the side. Within minutes, he felt Vinnie on top of him, pushing his cheeks apart. He felt a big glob of spit land in his ass, and then he felt Vinnie's finger massaging it in. frank closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation. Sometimes, Vinnie would massage the section of his back right above his ass. It drove him crazy, the way this massage was doing now. He began pushing his ass cheeks up in the air. "DOWN BOY! Daddy's sending sausage now. GRRRRRRRRR" frank felt Vinnie's cock pierce him, the way it had done a few days before. This time, though, Vinnie took him "rough and hard." "OUCH" frank squeaked out, before Vinnie covered his hand with his mouth. "Time for REAL gags later, but for now... TAKE IT BIG BOY." He pushed hard. frank felt like he were truly being split like a walnut. WHAT WAS IT about the salt air? Vinnie was an animal. And what about himself? Had he ever been this hard before? Vinnie was clearly pressing on his prostate, but he had done that before. And the moaning? He couldn't stop himself. GOD, what had Vinnie done to him? Just then, Vinnie filled him with his jizz. Then he rolled frank over and ordered "Jerk yourself. And I'm filming it. GET TO IT" frank didn't need to be told twice. Was it the marine air, or the male hormones, or... what was it? He didn't know, but he was raging horny. As he closed his eyes, he had a vision of Vinnie when he was younger. He was HOT. And then... he felt Vinnie's finger on his balls, and it was like pulling the trigger as he shot. "Got that Old Faithful on record too, boy! I'll send it to you. You can enjoy it some day."
They napped after that. Vinnie woke up first, and he was tracing patterns on frank's torso with his finger. He smiled. This one was SO different than that bastard Tyrone - Tyrone was on the island: Vinnie had seen his skinny blond ass as they were getting to the hotel. He wasn't sure if Tyrone had seen THEM, but he'd make sure he did before long. frank woke up because his phone was vibrating. He grabbed it. "Charl? Something wrong?" He heard an excited voice on the other end of the phone. "NO FRANKIE. EVERYTHING'S RIGHT. I SAW YOU GET OFF THE FERRY. I'M HERE TOO. I CAME WITH THREE FRIENDS TO BE THEIR ESCORT. WELCOME TO ALL THINGS GAY."