In It For Life - Missing Scene - Don’s Revenge – Karl’s POV - Teaser

Author’s note: Because I had quite a bit of fun writing Don’s Revenge, I thought of writing more of it, this time focusing on Karl’s point of view, after he wakes up, chained and stretched, with that metal bar between his legs. As I always imagined Karl as being in some serious denial over his feelings and what really gives him pleasure, I thought of writing this bit that covers his experience. Since, at one point, Francesco is sent to sleep by dearest daddy-in-law, and he and Karl remain alone, this short will also cover what happened while Francesco was in the world of dreams.

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Don pulled him over his body, so they were aligned together with Karl on top. He couldn’t get over the fact that Francesco was there, in the same bed, lying inertly.

His dad thumbed his chin to make him look away from his husband. “He’ll be fine. Just like you’ll be fine.”

“Come on already, punish me some more, and then let us go,” Karl mumbled.

He could feel the rough hands caressing him everywhere, down his body, between his ass cheeks. He clenched them and Don laughed. “There’s my jizz leaking out of you already. How much more are you going to protest and say you don’t like it? We both know this is what you want.”

“Fuck you.”

“You already did. But now, you’re going to play the little slut for daddy.”

Karl grunted as Don turned the tables and trapped him underneath. He was forced on his belly and his ass was rudely pushed apart. He closed his eyes while Don fingered him slowly. “You have no idea how nice you look like this, boy.”

“Fuck me already. Fuck me until you had your fill.” Then, it would be over and he would stop feeling so conflicted, like he could barely breathe and only the last ounce of pride he still had topped him from begging for that hard cock to fill him to the brim.

Still, he couldn’t completely control himself, so he gasped and grunted while Don began adding more fingers. Soon, he couldn’t breathe because of how stretched he was. “Are you going to break my ass or something?” he said through his teeth.

“You’re a lot more pliable than I thought. I had no idea you’d be such a slut. My slutty boy,” Don said in a heated voice and slapped his ass repeatedly.

Karl closed his eyes. At least, he was spared of having his Cesco witness all of his humiliation.

Don tipped his chin to turn his head. “You’re so deliciously red,” he commented. “As red as your ass will become.”

“How long until you have enough?” he asked.

Don laughed. “It looks like you learned something from your husband. He also knows how to rile me up to get my cock hard properly. Well, I think I showed you the whip enough for the moment.” He forced Karl’s mouth into a kiss.

The problem was he couldn’t resist it. If he were drugged, it would make sense, but he knew that he wasn’t under the influence of any chemicals. No, Don was crueler than that, because he knew that Karl wouldn’t be able to resist being treated kindly.

“You see, my little slut,” Don cooed as he caressed Karl’s back and fingered him slowly, “I’m jealous that I wasn’t the one to pop your cherry.”

“You could have done it. Instead of putting Cesco up to it so I’d hate him,” Karl spat at his dad.

“Yes, I know. In hindsight, I had my regrets. Had I known how eager you are to get cock, I would have decided otherwise. Now, I will have you ride me slowly because I want the inside of your ass shaped after my cock for weeks.”

“Are you going to let me and Cesco go after that?”

Don laughed. “You won’t want to go after that, my son.”

Karl ground his teeth hard and pushed himself up. He understood now what made Cesco do all that crazy shit only to survive. Don wasn’t giving him a choice. So, he straddled the fucker, and while looking at the wall, he put his cock inside. Don grabbed him in his arms and kissed him while fucking him from below. At least from that position, Karl couldn’t feel the asshole bottoming out inside him.

Like he could read his mind, Don forced him into a sitting position, so more of his cock was there now. “Come on, up and down, boy. Show daddy you know how to ride a real man’s cock.”

Karl felt his blood boiling. “Real man? What do you know about that? I fucked your ass.”

Don grabbed him by the back of his neck. “And? Do you think that scared me? Now, let’s just make it clear. Are you going to fight me?”

“Yes,” Karl said and put his chin high.

Don’s eyes flashed with satisfaction. “Good. That’s my son.”

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In It For Life – Missing Scene - Don’s Revenge - Teaser

Author’s note:

I’ve been asked about possible missing chapters for Prison Island/In It For Life, and there is actually something that has been going through my mind. I imagined Don’s Revenge more like a possible string of events that takes place after In It For Life. During chapter 40 of In It For Life, Don wants to pay a visit to the boys, and Francesco intercepts him outside their house. The next day, Francesco tells Karl and Mouse, and Karl calls his dad. During that particular conversation, Don congratulates his son for outplaying him, but also lets the boys know that if they ever crossed paths again, he would exact his revenge.

As I like a good villain, I’ve thought for a while how it would be to have Don following up on that threat. So here it is, that idea turning into one of the missing chapters for the main story. Of course, if you hate the guy’s guts too much to have fun with this one, you can skip it altogether and consider that it never happened.

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“Karl,” Francesco shouted at him, “are you okay?”

The way Karl was restrained allowed him to move his head at least, so he did that. Francesco moved as far as his chain allowed it.

“Cesco?” Karl asked groggily. “What the fuck?”

“Your lovely wife asked me nicely, while taking my cock deep down his throat, that I wake you and prove to him that you’re not damaged or anything like that. How do you feel?”

“Screw you, you fucking fucker,” Karl growled at him. “What the fuck is this shit? Let me go now!”

Don walked in front of his son and grabbed his face. “If it were just the two of us here, I’d slap you silly to teach you a good lesson, but Francesco kept begging me not to hurt you. So, I will punish you slowly and with love. Just to show you what kind of daddy I am to you.”

More curses poured out of Karl’s mouth. Don silenced him by kissing him hard. By the sounds made, Francesco could tell Don was tonguing his son hard. Karl was struggling against his restraints, but it was clear to anyone looking that he was getting hard.

Don began moving his hand over Karl’s erection, teasing it more than delivering a proper rubbing. “You grew up a mighty fine man, Karl,” Don praised him. “But that doesn’t mean that you shouldn’t get punished. You’ll cum from my hand, my cock, my fucking whipping you, do you understand?”

Karl tried to head-butt the fucker, but he was so well stretched that his attempt seemed comically fruitless. Francesco couldn’t believe his eyes. “Let him be,” he begged. “Don’t you have me? Use me.” To make a point, he turned and showed his ass, fingering his hole with his free hand. “You said you missed this,” he added, hoping that the trembling in his voice didn’t betray how desperate he felt.

Don moved away from Karl, and Francesco hoped. All that was dashed as the man released him only to drag him and position him between Karl’s legs, on his knees. “You’ll be here to catch all the jizz I squeeze out of my boy,” Don explained. “Now, let’s see, where were we? Ah, and Francesco, if you try to abandon your post, Karl will get a proper lashing. Each time you do anything than told, he’ll get punished one way or another. Are we clear?”

“Yes,” Francesco said quickly. “Just don’t… you’re just saying, right? There’s no way you’d do that.”

Don laughed and began rubbing Karl’s cock up and down. “Why wouldn’t I? He did it to me, didn’t he? Well, I’m a guy who cares a lot about being fair, and right now, I’m evening the score. Now, Francesco, you should ask yourself… why is Karl so hard while I’m doing this to him?”

Karl was breathing hard and hiding his face into his stretched arm.

“You see, Francesco,” Don continued in the same sly voice, “Karl here, he has always been a daddy’s boy. He never cared much for his mommy. Only daddy.” He kissed Karl on the cheek and licked his neck playfully.

Karl let out a curse and a short moan.

“But I wanted him to grow up to be a man,” Don said. “I wanted him to be tough and strong, not a boy who would hide behind daddy whenever challenged. So, I used some tough love on him.”

“You fucking jerk,” Karl moaned desperately. “Shut the fuck up!”

Don chuckled and moved behind Karl. He continued to jerk him off, and used the other hand to caress his abs, pecs, and throat. Karl was shaking and turning his face away more.

“You drugged him, didn’t you?” Francesco accused.

“You keep on accusing me of that,” Don said, daring to sound affronted. “No, you see, Karl here, he just wants daddy’s love, and because he thinks he never got it, he has all this anger inside him.”

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In It For Life
35. – Alternate Version - Teaser

AN: Since some of my subscribers asked for Francesco getting some proper punishment and more ‘love’ from daddy-in-law, this particular part is written with that in mind. This is about Don subjecting Francesco to more kinky stuff, this is how I imagined an alternate version of chapter 35. After Don and Francesco enter the house, what they find is not Morgan waiting, but Don’s guests, invited to a special kind of party.

Obviously, this part isn’t canon, so anyone who prefers the original version, with Don getting his just deserts and Francesco escaping his clutches before going through more of the man’s perversions, feel free to skip this.

For the sake of kinkiness, this is the version with Francesco getting properly used by Don and his guests.

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The house was well lit and the noise of mingled voices that welcomed them the moment they set foot inside told Francesco that there was a party going on already. The guy in waiter livery stopping to greet the master of the house, armed with a plate full of artful canapés, didn’t bat an eye that Francesco was half naked. He let his eyes linger on him just for a moment and scurried away to serve other guests once Don dismissed him with a vague wave of the hand.

He was well aware of the hard grip Don had on his arm as he was pushed to walk toward the large living room. Men dressed in expensive suits appeared to be the guests of honor, as others were flocking to them, obviously interested in getting their attention. The entire audience was male, and Francesco understood quickly that Don intended to introduce him to his business partners that evening.

“Don,” one of them exclaimed and gestured with his champagne glass, immediately drawing their attention. He was a man in his forties, with hard features and a body that looked strong under the costly fabric. Something in his black eyes was sharp and unforgiving, and Francesco found himself turning his head, afraid of meeting that intense gaze. “I see that you’re not alone this evening,” the man continued. “Your son-in-law, isn’t it?”

“Yes, Frank,” Don replied and pushed Francesco toward the man. “Although I do need to correct you. I decided to make Francesco here all mine. Just sneaking behind my boy’s back for a blowjob was getting tiresome.”

“Oh, making him yours…” Frank drawled. “That’s too bad. He looks delicious. Good enough to break.”

“You know me. For the right incentive, I’m willing to trade.”

“I see. How far are you willing to go? What are we talking about here?” Frank grabbed Francesco’s chin forcibly. This man wasn’t the kind to waste time on being gentle. “He is pretty enough, I suppose.”

Don chuckled and then kissed Francesco’s cheek loudly. “That’s not the important thing here. He’s mine and you want him. Make sure to write that check I kept pestering you about.”

“Ah, you always drive such a hard bargain, Don,” Frank drawled. “When are you going to bring your boy to one of these?”

Francesco knew the guy was talking about the party, and his stomach coiled like snakes. Would Don go that far?

“I’m afraid I’m not as sophisticated as you, Frank. My own flesh and blood is off-limits.”

“You’re no fun. Karl’s such a hard boy, with a body to fit. He’d thrash and cry so nicely while getting properly emasculated. I suppose his little wife will do, if you’re so willing to trade.”

“No permanent damage, please,” Don replied in kind. “But I wouldn’t mind watching you make him understand that having a cock between his legs is a privilege, not a right.”

“Of course,” Frank offered courteously. “I can tell that you gave him a proper dicking on your way here.”

Francesco didn’t fight as he was turned around and two rough fingers pushed inside his ass carelessly. Surviving the night was all that mattered. That and keeping an eye open for any opportunity to get away. At this point, playing the obedient fool was the only advisable thing to do.

He endured the handling, although his cock twitched as Frank added more fingers and made his ass squelch while going in and out.

“Clean,” he heard the man say and wondered what the fuck he wanted now.

The order hadn’t been addressed to him, though. He looked over his shoulder and saw a guy in his late teens hurrying to take the man’s fingers in his mouth, giving them a good sucking. The lost look in his eyes said that he was, most probably, high on something. Francesco doubted he would be given anything to get through the night without losing his mind. The boy was entirely naked, except for some glitter on his nipples and crotch. He was completely limp and behaved like a toy turned with a key. Francesco looked away.

“Don’t look so down, my dear,” Don whispered in his ear. “I told him not to do any permanent damage.”

“And if he does? Are you going to sue him?” Francesco quipped.

“Good. You have that spirit in you still. You know that makes you irresistible, right?”

“Lucky me,” Francesco commented dryly. His ass felt the emptiness left behind by those searching fingers. He doubted it would remain like that long.

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In It For Life 34. – Missing Scene, Karl’s POV - Teaser

Author’s note: This missing scene happens during chapter 34, when Francesco catches Mouse and Karl fucking behind his back. More importantly, it’s about how Karl accepted to get dick from Mouse.

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Mouse shrugged and hooked his arm around Karl’s shoulder. Mouse’s breath was warm and pleasant on his cheek. Karl closed his eyes for a moment. “You’re right about him. But that doesn’t make you love him less, and sure as fuck doesn’t make me love him less. He might open his legs for every cock wanting to worm its way into his holes, but he does love us back.”

“The fuck we’re going to do about him? He’s a wild card. We can’t let him in on our plans. My dad is capable of hurting him badly to get out the truth from him. I can’t let that happen.”

“Yes, I’m with you. I have an idea, but I don’t know if you’re gonna like it.”

“Say it anyway.”

“We have to push him away.”

“Yeah,” Karl agreed. “He’s mad already. We just need to push him over the edge. Whether he goes to my dad on his own accord or not, he needs to be completely in the dark. All my dad will be able to sniff is going to be the bitch in heat that he is.”

“Your old man will be too busy getting horny over Kekko. That’s good thinking.”

Mouse continued to hold his arm over his shoulders. Karl was overly conscious of how close he was, and his cock reacted at that.

“Just a quick question, Karl. The fuck you keep looking at my crotch? Do you feel like sucking cock lately?”

The words were thrown at him in jest, but Karl didn’t see them that way. He turned suddenly and grabbed Mouse by the front of his pants, filling his hand. That took Mouse aback but only for a second. The next one, Mouse’s hand was at his throat and then hot lips were on his mouth, and he was getting tongue-fucked.

“You know what I think, Karl?” Mouse asked in a ragged voice.

Their faces were so close, they could stare into each other’s eyes and see nothing else. There was so much intensity between them, so much hate from old times, but also an understanding. “The fuck you think?” he asked hoarsely.

“That Kekko would be pretty mad if we got back at him for all his fooling around from back in the day.”

“What’s that in plain English?”

Mouse didn’t let go of his throat, and he didn’t let go of Mouse’s cock.

“We could fuck and pretend that we don’t want him as part of the arrangement.”

Mouse didn’t say a word about him being the one on top, but Karl felt his pulse getting quicker. “Oh, yeah?”

“Yeah. As much as he cheated on both of us with each other, there’s nothing he’d get madder about. I know him. We’re all he’s got. That’s why he’s going to come back from his little trip today.”

“You sound like a mean motherfucker.”

“I know. But it’s just called tough love.”

“It’s not like Cesco doesn’t like to see us fucking,” Karl pointed out. Mouse’s cock was swelling in his hand. It gave him the jitters to think how it would feel in his ass.

“It’s not the fucking we’re going for here. It’s the betrayal. We’re just going to tell him that we’re enough for each other and we don’t need him anymore. How does that sound?”

Karl nodded.

“Good.” Mouse got to his feet and began taking off his clothes. “Not sure when he’s going to come back, but it’s not like you don’t have enough staying power, right?” He winked at Karl.

Karl watched Mouse getting undressed until his hard cock popped into view. Yeah, he had grown there, too. Mouse moved to him and pushed him on the bed. “Damn, you remind me of old times. Paying customers usually expect the street whore to do all the work.”

Karl allowed Mouse to take his cock out of his pants and start to lick and suck it. “I know what will make Cesco blow a gasket.” It was easier to say it if he didn’t look at Mouse.

The other just mumbled an encouragement without letting go of his cock.

“You could fuck me.”

That made Mouse stop. “What?”

“Yeah, you heard me,” Karl said aggressively. “Do you need me to draw you a picture or what?”

Mouse straightened up and stared down at him. “You’re fucking pulling my leg.”

Karl grabbed Mouse by his cock. “Take it or leave it. I’m not going to say it to you twice. Nor ever again.”

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