Dave was walking back from his volunteer shift as the crossing guard. His hands were as far in his pockets as he could get them, without touching the chastity cage - it had been on for over a week now. He was lost in thought, Things were going well at school. His Master's project, which was the translation, with commentary, of the two "Glaucus" papyrus, had been approved. His professors had told him that unless he did something really grievous, he could count on a straight A semester, and following submission of his thesis, admission to the PhD. program. He smiled: he was about to commit to seven or so years of serious work, hopefully field work in Italy again, and eventually, his doctorate.
If only it hadn't been for the night before. Gabe had told him a little about Jay and brice, and had told him that Jay "could be a little inappropriate." dave laughed as he thought about that comment: "maybe the understatement" of the year," he thought as he walked. Through dinner, and the conversation, Jay kept brice at his feet, tugging at a dog collar brice was wearing, when he wanted brice to speak. He told Gabe and dave that brice had been in chastity for three weeks: he only let him out when brice had his occasional forays with women. That was when the first inappropriate comment came out of Jay's mouth.
"dave, you fuck women besides getting fucked?" The question took dave by surprise, and he hesitated before answering "no Sir. I've never done anything with a woman." Jay had laughed and said to Gabe "Sounds like he's thinking about it. You have to train him better." Gabe had pressed his thumb to the small of dave's back: he knew that when dave was stressed, the pressure of the thumb could calm him down. It did, for a while. Until the next question. "So, dave, what do you do?" "I'm a grad student Sir. I study classics. Especially Latin literature" "HA HA. You mean you're a kept man. GOOD FOR YOU." He turned to Gabe. "If you're gonna keep one, you should go for the best." "I got the best," Gabe answered. dave was waiting for him to say something about how dave wasn't a kept man, but it didn't come. "So, dave, you gonna give Gabe up when you suck him dry?" dave wanted to answer "I suck him dry every day," but he answered, moving closer to Gabe "Gabe's money isn't why I moved in Sir" "NO! HA HA HA. IT WAS HIS BIG ENORMOUS COCK, DAVE. YOU JUST ADMITTED IT." On their way back home, Gabe had rubbed the back of dave's neck. "He's like that all the time, dave. He had had too much to drink, which is usual, then he forgets himself. " He put his hand on dave's thigh. "But he WAS right about my going for the best... and I got him" dave looked at Gabe. "Do you think I'm a kept man, Sir?" Gabe seemed surprised by the question. "That's ridiculous to ask dave. Don't ask it again." "Ok Sir." Then he stopped talking. "My boy is tired today, huh?" "Yes sir. Tough gym workout, tough classes, stressful dinner." "Then we'll wait until the morning." And they did. Gabe had early hours that day, and so at 7, dave was on his knees in front of him, sucking Gabe "dry" as he thought about it. He worked his tongue over Gabe's shaft, and Gabe grabbed his head, holding it on his cock. "No playing today boy. Deep throat it. GAG ON IT" Then he pushed dave down on him hard, and dave did gag, for the first time he could remember. "HA! I made the boy wonder gag. FUCK!" Gabe was triumphant as he shot his semen down dave's throat, before he went off to get ready for the clinic. "This weekend, blondie. Shave time. For sure." "Sir... could you consider taking off the cage before then?" Gabe leered at him. "I consider taking off the cage everyday. And everyday, I think not. Your ass is tighter when you haven't shot for a while. " "yes sir." "But I'll think about it. We'll see. OH, I can't meet you at the school today: I have a late appointment, so I'll see you back at the apartment. " "Yes sir. I'll miss you."
"Kept man." He hadn't thought about that since he moved in with Gabe. Now he couldn't get it out of his mind. Unless he thought about the call from Ahmad, which he hadn't answered. He needed to talk to Gabe: if he spoke to Ahmad without Gabe knowing about it, and Gabe found out - which he would - there would be trouble. Last time Gabe thought dave had been flirting with another guy, he got the 13 inch dildo up his ass all night, and then a twenty minute spanking the next morning. He was going to ask Gabe if he could speak to Ahmad that night. He got to the apartment. "Hey Ramon," he spoke to the concierge. "You need any coffee before I go up?" Ramon smiled at him. "No Mr. Dave. I'm good right now. Thank you. How are you doing? " He smiled. "You look like an immigration officer when you have that outfit on. Should I be afraid?" dave laughed. "Only very stupid people are afraid of me, Ramon, and you're not stupid. As he got in the elevator he forgot to ask Ramon if Dr. Gabe had gotten home yet.
"SIR? I'm home." dave walked into an empty apartment. Gabe had told him he had a late appointment that day, but Gabe's schedule always had so many changes, that... "OOOF" He felt a hand curl around him and cover his mouth, while a second hand grabbed his arms, pinning them behind his back. "YOU HANDSOME. ON THE BED NOW. FACE DOWN." "mmmmmmmmmph." dave liked these role plays when Gabe did them. It was something that he could never really get Ahmad into. Now, as he was face down on the bed, he heard the clink, and felt the bite, of handcuffs on his wrists. "Looks like I got me a cop in his own damn equipment, ha ha." He felt Gabe's hand caressing his ass. "And doesn't that look pretty. I'm gonna tap that. HARD. "NO YOU'RE NOT. GET OFFA ME." Gabe laughed and turned dave on his side. "Why would I do that? I gotta be ON you to get IN you, and that's where I'm going..." He opened the next two buttons on dave's shirt. "There's a rumor around here that Officer King's titties, are among the most sensitive in the city. Let's see." Gabe ran his thumbs over dave's nipples, as he pressed his knee into dave's caged cock. Little moans came out of dave's mouth "How did you find out about those, you... " He didn't finish, because Gabe took a big piece of cloth with a knot in the middle, and shoved it between his teeth before he tied it off behind dave's head. Then he went back to toying with dave's nipples. "You know, you're in no position to fight me now, handsome. I could take that ass anytime I want, but... " Gabe smiled. "I want you to BEG for it. Ha ha... You want it? You want my big, thick cock up your sweet cop ass?" dave shook his head no, and Gabe squeezed his nipples harder. "NNNNNNNNNGMMMMMMMMMMMPH" When he squeezed, Gabe also pushed his knee into dave's crotch, harder. "I got some toys in my pocket too, blond boi. I'll use them if I have to." He pulled out a set of needle clamps. dave was so horny for a cock in his ass, he wanted to say "FUCK ME" right away, but Gabe loved his rituals. dave's tits needed to be tortured - "tenderized" as Gabe put it - before he'd get dick. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH." dave screamed into the gag as Gabe applied the clamps, and pulled. He used one hand, while the other one gently massaged dave's ass. "What does a hot cop who wears skin tight pants expect, you sexy fucker? You want cock?" dave didn't motion with his head. "I ASKED YOU A QUESTION BITCH. " Gabe pulled the clamps harder. "AND I'LL KEEP PULLING UNTIL I GET AN ANSWER. YOU WANT COCK?" dave began to sniffle. Making him cry always made Gabe even hotter. He shook his head 'yes', very meekly. 'HEH HEH. See how... PERSUASIVE I can be, sexy cop? Better keep that in mind, cause I'm not leaving after one round." He began opening dave's belt buckle. After he did, he began taking off dave's shoes. dave felt Gabe pause. "Hmmmmmmmmmmm. You're not gonna make a fuss with those feet are ya, stud? Cause if you are... I could just make things REAL uncomfortable for you. "MMMMMMMMPH MMMMMMMMMMMPH SSR" dave tried to say "uh uh " and he shook his head no. He knew, though, that Gabe was gonna gather his ankles under his arm, and tickle his feet for just about five minutes, until he saw dave begin to get winded. It was a regular pattern. When it was done, Gabe rolled dave on his stomach, and pushed his legs apart. "LOOK at that beautiful ass." dave felt a wad of spit hit his cheeks. "JUST LOOK AT IT. " He moaned as Gabe's thumb began pushing the saliva into him. It felt good, and dave spread his legs apart, making it easier for Gabe to get in. He heard Gabe's zipper go down, then he felt the tip of his cock on his ass. "You really want it pussy cop?" dave shook his head yes, and got ready for the assault. He knew that when his lover was in this kind of mood, there was no mercy. There wasn't this time either. Gabe shoved in, hard, the way he did that morning for his blow job. "FUCK. There was no finesse, no timing, nothing, just a plain rough house fucking. dave loved it. He could feel his cock banging up against the cage. He was SO hard. He knew he was dripping on his uniform, but he couldn't help it as Gabe pounded his ass. "THIS... This is what needs to happen to EVERY FUCKING SEXY COP ON THE STREET." He began to pump harder. "NO. EVERY FUCKING SEXY BLOND COP ON THE STREET. SOMEONE ELSE CAN GET THE OTHERS." dave felt Gabe pull out and then shove in, one last time, before he yowled, shooting cum deep into dave. dave tried to get as much cock as he could. He might be a kept man, but he was a well fucked kept man.
When he was done, Gabe took the gag off of dave's head. He brushed dave's sweaty hair out of his face. He was smiling. "You look so hot in that uniform, and cuffed. I don't wanna let you go." "You don't have to Sir. You're in charge." Gabe smiled, and kissed dave. "I LOVE when you say that cupcake. " He put a small kiss on the tip of dave's nose. "You ok with what Jay said last night?" dave sighed. "No Sir. But it's my job to take it. He's your friend." Gabe lifted dave's chin up and stared at him. "You really do feel that way, don't you dave?" "Yes sir. I'm your sub. That means I have obligations" Gabe was thinking: dave could see that. "I'm gonna uncuff you. Then I'm gonna unlock you so you can shoot. " "Please Sir. Before you do, I need to ask you something, because after I do... you may not want to let me." "Ok, let me uncuff you thought. I don't wanna have to give you some kind of blood medication."
After he was uncuffed, dave told Gabe about Ahmad, and how he was going to be in town. He told Gabe he could look at his cell phone if he wanted to, and hear the message, but he hadn't answered, and how Ahmad acknowledged that dave had a boyfriend so, nothing could happen." Gabe was silent for a few minutes.
"I'll tell you what, davey. You can talk to him. Facetime. With me there. I want him to know, for certain, that you're not available." He smiled. "And the reason you're not available, is because... I've... GOT you." He dived into dave's ribs and started tickling him. "Thank you Sir. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA. PLEASE. HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. PLEASE.. I'LL PISS MYSELF SIR. HAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA." Gabe stopped. dave knew that whatever else his lover was into, body fluids grossed him out. No, he wouldn't risk dave peeing "Ok, go get your piss on. Then clean up. I know what we've got for dinner tonight. It's one of your favorites. "
Gabe had asked their housekeeper to make fried chicken and mashed potatoes for dinner, with greens. It WAS one of dave's favorite meals. Now, as he sat opposite Gabe, cutting through a drumstick (Gabe did not approve of eating the stuff with fingers), dave was answering Gabe's questions about the call from Ahmad.
"Sir, when I was in Italy on the dig, we had already been dating. So I told him I had a boyfriend. We were only about two hours apart in time difference, so it worked. I think he had mixed feelings about it. His boyfriend walked into the frame while we were talking - some guy named Fred - and he introduced me . Gabe kept his poker face. His name was Fred? It COULD be coincidence. "Well, maybe the four of us can talk. I'm not sure I want you hanging out with Ahmad on your own, but.." "I understand that Sir. If you said no, I'd understand it all." Gabe held up his hand "No, no, let's hear how this is going to work. How the CALL is going to work... you're going to be sitting with your hands behind your back. I'll be behind you. " He grinned. "I want Ahmad, and this Fred guy to understand the dynamic, so it's clear." He paused. "By the way, I was right: that orange t shirt suits you perfectly." Gabe had seen a very bright orange t shirt - a color dave would never have picked for himself - and dave had put it on that night with reluctance, together with a tight pair of white shorts. They cleared the dishes for the housekeeper the next morning and then Gabe said "Ok, let's get that call going." dave went to the computer and dialed up Ahmad on face time. As the call was going through, he put his hand behind his back and heard Gabe whisper "good boy." "Is that dave king? The FAMOUS dave king who made the architectural find of the century?" Ahmad was sitting at a desk, his hair long and pushed out of his face. He pushed it away several times during the call. dave was surprised to see Ahmad wearing a button down shirt: western clothes?
"AHMAD? MY GOD. I haven't seen you in so long... You're gonna have to explain the get up you're wearing, but first... do you remember Gabe from our history class?" "Yes of course I do dave king. Hello Mr. Gabe. Oh, I made a mistake, I'm sorry. I forgot. You're DOCTOR DOCTOR GABE now. At least that's what the Germans would want me to do. You have two degrees. Congratulations sir. Ahmad, I haven't seen you in nearly ten years. What's happening?" "Well, I had to go back home to try to save my father's business: the family is big, and since I'm the oldest male child, it was expected. It took longer than we thought it would. But I had help. And ... my bail out became my knight in flaxen armor. Fred, can you come and say hello to my friends? "FUCK!" thought Gabe. It IS Fred from St Louis. Does he remember me? From fred's smile, he could tell that he did. "It's always good when old friends see each other again. How is New York Gabe? " "My home. Always, Fred. I'll always be a NYer." "I want to be one again dave king. Part of why Fred and I are coming to NY is, now that the business is in good shape, we don't have to stay here. I've missed New York. So we bought a house in Greenwich Village, and we're coming over to do the final fix-up before we move in, carry out the necessities of a wedding, and then..." dave's heart broke when he heard "carry out the necessities of a wedding.' "CONGRATULATIONS AHMAD, AND YOU TOO FRED. I wish you all the happiness." "Thank you dave king. Now, one of the things I would like you to think about - well, not think about, rather, I'd like you to say yes right away, is agree to be my best man at our wedding, whenever that happens." dave was fighting tears. He didn't know how to answer, but he didn't have to. As Gabe draped his hand on dave's left pec, he said. "That's quite an honor Ahmad. I think dave is a little overwhelmed, and with school, and everything, and our Italy trip... "ITALY TRIP? DAVE KING ARE YOU GOING BACK TO ITALY? YOU'RE GOING BACK TO THE DIG?" "We had something a little more leisurely in mind Ahmad, but we just have to coordinate schedules. "Of course, of course. So Dr. Gabe, dave king, do you think it would be possible for me to see you when we're in NY? I understand if..." "You know Ahmad, I'd just be a third wheel. You and dave have so much to catch up on. So, why don't we do this? You guys talk during the week, set up your time, and then, you guys hang out. If there's time for the four of us to get together, maybe we can." "I'd like that Dr. Gabe," Fred smiled. "So would I " added Ahmad. "So, ok dave king, how about I call you before we leave? We'll be getting plane reservations tomorrow. "I'm sure you'll be flying business class, Ahmad." Ahmad laughed. "You know me too well, dave king, but the answer to that is NO. Fred has put me on a budget leash. "Fred, keep an eye on him. He'll figure out a way." Ahmad began to laugh. "I certainly can't let the TWO of you be alone together, that is for sure. Together, you know all my secrets." "Oh, they'll be together," thought Gabe, but with ME. In THIS bed, with me fucking one after the other." "Great Ahmad. OH, it's so good to talk to you. And to see you soon." "The feeling is mutual dave king. Stay well. I will see you soon." Ahmad was going to blow a kiss, but he had read the situation well enough to know it would've gotten dave in trouble. When the screen went dark, dave asked "Can I move my hands, Sir? So I can turn off the computer." He felt Gabe's arms circle him. "On one condition. Promise me you won't dump me for Ahmad, and become HIS kept man. " "I promise Sir. I'm no one's kept man. Not even yours." Gabe squeezed him tighter. "I understand. Now, shall we let that big fella out and squirt his juices." dave looked at him. "Thank you Sir." He closed his eyes and pursed his lips for a kiss, but it didn't come. Instead, Gabe was in the bedroom, with the key in hand. When dave lowered his shorts, he unlocked it. "No. Tonight I'm going to do you handsome boy. I'm gonna edge you long and slow, until that jizz of yours...." Gabe tickled the underside of dave's balls. It was something he had never done to dave, but fred loved it. Then he started doing the things dave loved, including rubbing the underside of his cock. "OH GEEZ SIR. YOU'RE TOO GOOD TO ME. WAY TOO GOOD... " the only thing that was missing for dave was a kiss, but Gabe didn't think that way. Instead, his mind was flooding with his days with fred, back in St. Louis. "GOD THE SEX WAS HOT." He saw how close dave was, and he squeezed his balls, again something that fred loved, but dave now learned: he liked it too. dave put out his hand to catch the jizz: Gabe didn't like it when he came on the carpet.
"Thank you Sir. I'll go clean this off, then clean off myself so you can relock me." "You can have a day out of the cage dave. I think I can trust you for one day." dave's blue eyes widened. "REALLY? THANK YOU SIR"
Gabe's grip on dave that night seemed a little looser than usual but Gabe thought he was just imagining it.
The next day, at work, Gabe looked up fred's phone number. He still had it. Maybe it still worked. "This is Fred," came the voice at the other end. "This is Dr. Gabe," Gabe answered. "Yes Sir Gabe. How can I serve you?" was the answer Gabe expected, and got.