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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