As he slept that night, Joey thought he heard Bill in the bathroom, coughing hard. He heard the water running from the bathroom sink, and he heard pills coming out of a bottle, probably into Bill's hand. Concerned, he sat up in bed, waiting for Bill to come back. "Oh, Joey, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."
"Bill, I'm sorry for not being respectful but... are you ok?"
Bill smiled. "I'm fine Joey, let me get back into bed, I'll explain everything to you. " He pulled Joey over to him, so that Joey's head was resting on his chest.
"Easier to explain things when we can see each other, not be big and little spoon." He ran his hand through Joey's hair and kissed his forehead.
"I told you that I had had problems with a kidney years ago. That's why there's that little white scar on my side. Remember that?"
"Yes Sir. I do. It was about 15 years ago, right?"
Bill smiled. "That's right. Well, sometimes, these things don't stay right forever, and I'm just having a little bit of an issue with some disagreements within my body. Ask your buddy Adam about something called host v graft rejection. For me, it's very mild, and I'm grateful for that. It CAN be very serious." He pulled Joey close to him.
"Sometimes, I may need help with lifting really heavy things, but I'm really lucky. I've got my Angel boy to help me. Right?" He looked Joey in the eye and smiled.
"Of course you do Sir. Anything you need. " Joey hugged him. "Please don't get sick Sir."
Bill laughed. "Oh, Joey. I promise. I'll do my best. That Angel boy who's gonna help me with heavy lifting? Well, I wanna stick around and be healthy for him." He paused, and then rolled Joey on his back
"So I can pleasure him, have sex with him, but most of all, kiss him till his mouth gets tired." He shoved his tongue down Joey's throat, and Joey clung to him. He didn't say anything, but he pulled his limber legs up around Bill's hips. Bill didn't ignore the invitation, and he pushed into Joey, without releasing his kiss. Joey moaned from deep inside. As Bill fucked him, he thought "if he fucks like this when he's sick, what would it be like if he were healthy?"
They cuddled for a good half hour after the love making, before they finally fell asleep. They slept in late, and agreed to skip the gym for one Sunday.
At breakfast, Joey sitting in a pair of tight white shorts he had kept from high school, Bill in a pair of longer black ones, Joey asked
"Sir, you said I could move in when I wanted to. Is this up and coming weekend ok?" He saw Bill's bright blue eyes shine even more. "OF COURSE it is Joey. I'm SO glad you're going to do it. We should get a drink or something tonight before I drive you back." "Uh, about that Mr. Scott.... I was wondering if I could spend Sunday night here, and catch a ride tomorrow?" Bill thought for a minute. "Well, you can certainly spend the night, I'd love that. The ride tomorrow, hmmm. " He paused, because he had an early meeting . "You know, Joey, I've been giving this some thought, because I need the porsche for work and, really, I don't want you to drive that old clunker I've got in the garage. That's for emergencies. But I had a thought. Can you ride a bike?" Joey smiled "Can I ride a bike? We used to train on bikes. Our coach used to call me Speed Racer. I didn't know who that was, and I never got around to looking it up, but I guess it was good. Bill laughed to himself "our worlds are so different." "Yes Joey, Speed Racer is a good thing. There's an assignment for you this afternoon. Google it. But for now, let's get cleaned up. We're gonna go bike shopping."
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"Now you have to know, Joey, I know nothing, absolutely nothing, about bikes. So we're at the mercy of the sales guy." "No we're not Sir. Let me call my Dad," Joey got on the phone, and it did Bill good to see him smiling, and laughing as he spoke to his father, then his mother, then his sister.
Bill was giving him a signal "not today" about putting him on the line, so Joey said , at the end of the call "Thanks for the info Dad. I'm glad you're there. Mr. Scott is out at a meeting - yeah most real estate happens on the weekends - so he's not around right now. I'll give him your best, though. ... Yes Dad, in Italian. "
Joey showed him the notes that he had taken. "You know, Joey, I didn't even have to tell you that. You're gonna be a straight A student by the end of the year." Joey paused for a minute before he spoke : "maybe a gay A student, Sir?" Bill looked at him. "let's talk about that after we get you a bike, ok?"
As they drove to the bike store, Joey was the one to put his hand on Bill's thigh. "Last night was so great Sir. You've got so much energy." Bill laughed. "Joey, you flatter me. I may be dead to the world by 3 this afternoon. You're the one who's wearing ME out. I've never spent so much time... making love to someone in my life." "Me either Sir." Bill laughed more "JOEY. I thought you told me you were a virgin." "I WAS Sir. I don't think I can say that anymore. So I was telling the truth." "So you were Joey, so you were."
They went into the shop, and started looking around. It wasn't particularly busy, and the salesman was a little aggressive. Bill smiled his big smile. "Let's let my nephew look around for his birthday present. He's the one who knows what he needs. I'm just here for window dressing." "I understand Sir" Bill watched Joey look at the bikes. He saw him linger at the fancier, more expensive models, and he thought he heard him suck in his breath at one beautiful, black and silver number, that had all the features his father talked about. He came over to where Bill was standing.
"I made my choice Unc." He smiled. "Ok, which one?" Bill was sure that the black and silver one was the one he was going to pick. "This one. " Joey pointed to a much less fancy, much less expensive number, in a ghastly color. "Are you SURE Joey?" "Oh, yeah Sir. I can spray paint it or something to make it spiff up."
Bill felt his heart split open at that moment. He had heard this about the Italian American kids: they were trained never to take what they wanted, but to "settle" for something less fancy, less expensive. Bill went over to the salesman "My neph turns 21 this year. That one - he pointed to the expensive model. The salesman smiled. "Excellent choice Sir. And it has a two year warranty." Bill laughed "I should be so lucky as to come with one." Joey saw what was going on, and was horror stricken. "BILL. NO. I CAN'T ACCEPT THAT." "Sure you can Joey. " He put his arm around the young man. "You're not going to embarrass me by riding a little girl's tricycle."
"If you give me an address, Mr. Scott, I can have it delivered assembled this afternoon." "PERFECT. Joey needs it for school tomorrow, so please make sure. " "It will be done Sir. Thank you very much." He turned to Joey. "Your uncle is very generous. Make sure you treat him well." Bill smiled. "He couldn't treat me any better."
On the drive home, Joey kept on repeating "Sir, I, I don't know what to say." "How about we stop and have some lunch and talk about it, and what you told me this morning?"
"Uh, ok Sir." Bill pulled into the parking lot of a diner. It was perfect timing : the church crowd had left, and the early dinner crowd hadn't filed in yet.
"So, Joey, about the bike first, because it's easier. Quality usually wins out , number one. If you can get a good one, get the good one. And I can. ." He paused. "For a good one." Another pause, because Joey was blushing. "Now, second, and this is selfish, but here it is. Eventually , people are going to know about us. And I want them to know: Bill Scott is a generous man, who takes care of his boy. It's really that simple."
"I guess I still have a lot to learn Sir" "That makes two of us Angel boy." Bil reached in with his napkin and cleaned the moustache Joey's milkshake had made over his lip. "Now, tell me about the thing you said this morning . Why do you think you're gay?" Joey took a minute to gather his thoughts, and his hands were shaking "Sir, on one level, I LOVE what you do to me in bed, and what we do together in bed. I've never felt as thrilled as I do when I think about us, and when I think about how I felt when we make love.. and you know Sir, the memories are never as good as the real thing. And I've been thinking: I dated a few girls, but I was never into it, know what I mean. And..." and then he paused. "I hope this doesn't make you angry Sir.. I was watching some videos on the computer at your place, and, well, the gay ones got me excited." He blushed. "One got me so excited I had to go and jerk off in the bathroom." Bill pretended to be shocked. "Well, we'll have to watch that one together Joey. I have to see what my competition is." Joey grabbed his hand. "you have NO competition Sir. NONE." Bill squeezed his hand back. "Oh, Joey, you're going to make me never let you go back to school. I'm just gonna lock you in a basement room, and come down and play with you every day." "Speaking of that Sir." Joey's eyes sparkled "There's a toy box at home." "OH YES. The toybox. We DO need to explore that, don't we?"
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After lunch, they headed back to Bill's place, and Joey went and got the box. Bill started taking out the items, one at a time. "Well these things, that look like clothes pins... they go on your nipples. And this.. This vibrates, so you can put it on your balls , or your penis, or you can put it inside of you, however you like: it's kind of like an electronic version of what I had you try. "This is a little advanced, We don't need to worry about this yet," Bill pushed a mask away. "This... this is an invention of my buddy Peter. It looks like a simple glove, but you see those little things coming out of it?" "Yes Sir." "Well, if you run that over someone's body very gently, it'll get them very, very wired. It's velcro." "I think I'd like to try that one Sir." "Oh, we'll do that today then. We'll get some ropes - just like the neckties. And this... Bill pulled up a penis gag. "This is for shutting up a yappy college boy."
"How do we use them Sir?" "Well, we can turn it into a little scene, like from TV, or we can just use them as they are." "A scene from TV?" Bill smiled. "You've seen some Batman episodes, haven't you Angel boy?" "Oh yeah, of course... " there was a pause of recognition. "OH. Like with Robin, or something like that?" "Yes indeed. Or.... " He put his arm around Joey's shoulders "one where the star of a rival team is kidnapped, and held captive until the meet is over, and the captor... hmmmm, gets bored." "That one got me hard Sir." "Yes, indeed, I can see that. Why don't you go change into some gym clothes, and I'll get the room set up."
Joey had to work to not drip too much or to jizz before the scene started, but he was excited. When he had finished changing, he came out and found that Bill had changed too: he had on leather chaps, a leather vest, dark glasses, and he had taken off his shirt.
"FUCK." Joey thought. "This man just got hotter. I can't believe it." His own cock was getting bigger .
"GET IN THE CHAIR BITCH BOY. NOW. TAKE YOUR SHIRT OFF FIRST."
Bill pulled Joey's arms behind him and began tying his wrists. Joey proved to be a natural. "You won't get away with this, you bastard," he grunted, as Bill finished the tying. "They'll find you and then you'll get yours."
Bill laughed. "If you're as hot IN bed as you are out of bed, studmuffin, they're not gonna find either of us. You and I are gonna disappear to some place where no one's gonna think twice about you being my fuck slave."
Joey tried to scream, but Bill covered his mouth, just before he gagged him. He walked around front. Joey squirmed. He knew it was fake, but Bill had tied him real good. And this was getting him even more excited. Bill had planned to play with Joey's cock, but when he saw the size of his bulge, he thought "No, this rocket is gonna explode REAL soon." Instead, he picked up the velcro glove and rubbed it gently over Joey's chest and belly.
"FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK" came out of Joey as "MMMMMMMMPH" And then he lost it. Joey began shooting right into his shorts. Bill saw the embarrassed look on his face, and laughed.
Angel boy, it's ok. It was your first time.." He took the gag out of Joey's mouth. "I'm sorry Sir. It's just, well, you looked so fucking hot, and.. that velcro. OH SHIT that velcro. I wanna say don't use it on me ever again, and I wanna say use it on me every time."
Bill untied Joey's wrists, and picked him up out of the chair, hugging him. "It was your first time with bondage. You'll get better. Just like you do with everything else." He smiled at Joey. "I promise. If you liked it, we'll do it again. And I'm serious about watching the movie together and acting out parts of it."
Joey smiled. "Tonight Sir." "NO. You didn't finish your homework, and you're gonna do THAT before class tomorrow. " He folded his arms and tried to look fierce. "And isn't tomorrow your monthly meeting with the academic advisor?"
"SHIT. How did you know that Sir?" "A little birdy. An Adam birdy told me. So tonight, after dinner - it's pizza Joey, we're calling it in - you're studying, I'm reading, and you're gonna report to me on what happens. "Yes Sir. Can I say something?" "Of course, Angel boy. You don't have a gag in your mouth anymore." "Bill... I love you." He hugged the older man, and cried a little. "And I love you, my angel boy." He kissed Joey, and then they had to stop. There was a ring at the door.
It was Joey's new bike.