Meeting The Big Boss Part 1

Chapter 233

Meeting The Big Boss

Part 1

Mark soon came back as the cockpit door reminded open. He took his seat next to me and said. “Dads mad as hell, and so is Mr. Tate. Dads not mad at you for saving my worthless a*s, but because of what happened back there. Mr. Tate, however, didn’t tell my Dad about your brothers, coming, being as he can only contact him by CB like I said no phone lines out that direction. He thought like me, he owed you a solid for taking on those creeps. Stating Stringum and your Dad was breathing down his neck for putting you and them in danger. Regardless that it wasn’t his or Dads fault.

“Your Dad is mad as hell and Stringum is ferrying him and Mr. Tate a flight to our summer house. Sad to say for me, you’re Dads willing to pay the ransom, he didn’t even flinch as he told Mr. Tate that if he finds one hair on your head harmed in any way. He’ll kill him and Stringum said for him to get in line because apparently, he pissed off the wrong people. Man, I really wanted you for a brother.

“I noticed you don’t say much, then again I have never talked this much without someone putting a gag in my mouth and smacking me around telling me to shut up. Dad hates it when I talk; he says I am worst then having a wife nag and nag all day long. Sal too doesn’t say much. Please tell me your not one those nice little bunnies like Sal wanting to please everyone? God that would be boring, hey are you thirsty I am?” I nodded and the pilot gave the seat belt sign calling the tower, but Mark ignored it and quickly grabbed us a bottle of water.

He asked if I didn’t mind sharing it, I said. “we…” having him cut me off and said. “The way I see it, we are going to be sucking each other's c***s and f*****g each other, and kissing, you do like kissing? I have been told I don’t have a knack for it, whatever that means? Now Eli and Greg say you are one of the best boys they have ever kissed. Even Kirk said he kissed you and I mean a proper kiss like you would a girl.

“Your wives also say you’re a good kisser and when it comes to sex you got all kinds of energy and I have been told that you’re recorded is 3 hours straight and possibly four when having sex. Personally, I would have to see it to believe it, but all your friends say the same thing so it must be true. Maybe you could show me how to kiss, I mean a real meaning full kiss, not the ones where I kiss your cheek or light kiss on the lips.

“I mean real proper kiss. Not that I am gay or anything, but it would help me bring my stats up with the Mary’s. They really go for that kind of thing. Mind if I drink first, my mouths awfully dry?”

I nodded said. “Go on head bro,” he smiled and drank half the bottle and put it to my lips spilling it mostly down my chin and my shirt thanks to the landing.

He apologized, but there was nothing left and he couldn’t leave the seat. As the pilot came back and said. “Sorry boys, lights out,” placed a gag in our mouths, and placed the hood over my head. I could feel Marks cuffs being fastened to my wrists and to the arm of our chair. He said. “Thanks for saving my life back there. Next time we meet I’ll repay the favor somehow. I was breaking the rules by letting you have sex while the door was closed.

“Mr. Tate said he wanted to make sure you were untouched until Marks Dad could see you broke in properly. They have big plans for you Nate, rumor says that you been prepared, but with the lies, the old dead queen was telling and the members on the council. No one really believes that is the case, but not to worry your secret is safe with me. Nobody needs to know that Mark and you were having a little sex party without your bodyguards.” I heard someone banging on the door asking what’s taking so long.

I felt the pilots hand fondle me and telling me. “Man I wish I had the time. Normally I would have put the plane in autopilot and had a go. Mark knows how much I like a fresh penis now and again and a nice piece of boy a*s to whet my appetite. But with orders from Mr. Tate, I wasn’t about to put my neck on the chopping block.”

The noise got louder and he yelled. “Hold your horses I am coming.” He opened the door and said. “I was just making sure the boys are nice and quiet before you come on board. Orders are not to touch the new boy. Tate’s mad as hell and say’s if you do and he finds out that you had your c**k in him he will be mounting it on his wall.” 

I heard the new pilot say. “Yea, yea. I have already been reamed for that fiasco that you left back there. I heard they got you and mounted you properly this time. Oh God, I wish I was the one, I have been wanting to tap that a*s for such a long time and hear you scream like fresh colt as I ride you for the first time.”

The door closed and the new pilot said. “Boys Daddy’s home and I am hungry, it’s going to be a nice long flight. Mark your Dad has ordered me to take you the long way around to make sure nobody is following us, after what happened back there. Which means we get to play little; the orders say I can do whatever I want to you Mark, unlike last time when we had extra passengers.

“Now that where light and the flight being extended I can put this thing in autopilot and we can really have a good time. I hope you your friend don’t mind if I help myself. I may not be able to tap him, but the orders say nothing about sipping from the branch. Now give me a few minutes to get underway, and well have a nice in fight snack.” Mark grabbed my hand and squeezed it because unlike me he couldn’t talk or see.

I could hear the pilot talking to the tower. He said. “Roger, thanks, guys. We’ll come back for refueling once we made a couple of turns around the garden. Let me know when my co-pilot arrives, over.” He yelled back. “Here we go, boys. Man, you boys look tasty back there I can’t wait to see you both naked. I tell you I have serious hard on just thinking about it.

“I won’t bother asking the new boy his name mostly because I don’t f*****g care. And second, because he will be getting a new one like all you little c**k suckers get.” The plane reached maxim speed as my stomach leached a bit and my ears popped. I heard him put on some music. It was classic country; I hate the old stuff it was like listening to cows sing. It wasn’t long before the pilot came back to us.

He smiled when he took the hood off, said. “Normally I would leave this on the new kid, but Tate told me it isn’t necessary since he didn’t think the new kid would be coming back with us. Personally, I want him real bad to suck on my c**k. Rumors say that Randy and Kirk have had nice good blow job since Kirk is his lover now and so is Randy. That this boy is married two very lovely wives and Eli who I have met a few times and he gives the best around the world I have had back when I was ferrying his Dad and him around.

“Yet I question if he has tapped him yet, or if anyone has, but rules or rules. Next time well have ago if he comes my way at the big party your Dad and Mr. Tate is throwing. He should be nice and tender then for sure and broken in. Now listen real good boy, all call you Steve, I like that name. Maybe he’ll get that name. I betting he will since we haven’t had a Steve in while. You can scream all you want, no one up here going to care. But if you bite my dick hard I promise you I will cut yours off and feed it to you. The last boy did and he never made it to the summer house.

“I hate to see that happen because I would get fired and I like my job, and my pleasures that come with this job.” He removed Marks gag first then my gag and I spit in his face. He slapped me and I did it again smiling see the blood run down his cheek. 

Mark laughed. “Dad and Mr. Tate is so going to kill you. The orders were not one hair on his head is too be touched. I heard the Daniel tell you that pig face.”

The pilot laughed. “Come on Mark, you know they don’t care about a little slap and tickle. Me and Steve here are just getting acquainted. now let see I believe boys you are not wearing the proper attire for what I have in mind. Since I know you can’t kick my a*s Mark I’ll start with you, but wait. I got a better idea. I haven’t skinned a boy for a while.

“I was going to skin Steve here, because he can most likely kick my a*s, according to Mr. Tate and the rumors. Not to mention it’s all over the police scanner how Steve kicked my best friends asses without breaking a sweat. They were good friends of mine.

“Now they’ll hang for it before they talk. You know it and I know it. Mr. Tate hates people that interfere with his business. They may be my friends, but I know better if I to turn tail and run. I heard they were crying like babies when the cops came. I laughed when I heard that you Mark busted the man’s jaw for doing a little slap and tickle. And caped his knee cap. I said Mark my little Mark, it can’t be. Now Steve here looks really mean, I can see that fire in his eyes even now wanting to break my neck.” 

I growled. “Want to go a few rounds and find out pig face. Your right Mark he does resemble a pig. His beady little eyes and long snot and hair if you could…..” He slapped me a couple more times and I spit in his face moved trying to break free of my cuffs as he jumped back a little.

Mark laughed. “Believe me, Nate, the hair on his head is the most he has on his body,” earning him a punch in the stomach.

Pig Face didn’t deserve me to remember his name. He stood short almost as tall as my father 5 foot even if that. Scrawny and just as ugly with warts and all over his face where the skin had wrinkled. He was ugly; thin… a good looking bulldog. 

Mark said. “Oh look Nate he’s scared and he should be. He’ll be the one not going back when Dad and Mr. Tate finds out. Pig Face must have not been listening, because your Dad has the money to pay for your ransom. I have no doubt after seeing Mr. Carrion, he takes this little piggy and slam him into the ground and use his head as t- on the golf course…”

Pig Face blinked. “Mark, Mark, you're lying out of your well-turned a*s. Nobody is paying for this brat, nobody has in all my time severing your Dad and Mr. Tate. They always tell them to keep the gutter trash. I am going to enjoy breaking him in for you Mark knowing that… Now it’s time for you boys to do your duty.”

I said. “Do it Pig Face because once you free me from these cuffs you are going to wish you hadn’t.”

He said. “That’s the thing; I don’t need to free you all the way.”

Mark laughed. “I guess you weren’t there when Nate kicked Kirk's a*s and he did it from his knees and he didn’t lay a hand on Nate. You know how good Kirk is,” Pig Face laughed and it sounded forced. He reached for his pocket knife and ripped opened my shirt and tore it from the shoulders, he leaned in and bit my left n****e hard.

I laughed. “Oh god, that tickles. My wife does better than that; hell my three brothers bit it like its piece of steak.” He slapped me and then kissed me. I laughed. “Oh my, you are nothing compared to the kiss my husband Eli and Greg give me every night. When they do it I get a hard-on.” He slapped me again and I spit in his face seeing more blood dripping down his face.  He started to look like a real clown now painted with my blood drops.

He ripped the rest of my shirt off going for the other n****e. The fact he was causing them to bleed was wasted on me. I moaned then laughed. “Two? Man, you are starting to make me horny.” He reached down and split opened my boxers and pulled them down to the sides finding nothing for him.

Yet he smiled when saw I was hairless, he dived in taking me my penis earning a kick to the groin from my right foot. He groaned then got angry and used my shirt to tie my feet as I kicked him several times. He cursed when the radio went off telling him his co-pilot was on the tarmac waiting for him. He wiped his bloody noses and said. “We will continue this you f*****g b***h when there is two of us,” I faked a yawn.

Mark said. “Don’t give in, he can’t put out much, but he can hurt you.”

I said. “Let him try?”

Seeing Jeff, plop into the seat next to me asking me so “So, how is it going?” I smiled showing him my bloody mouth and fat lip and several new bruises.

I said linked. “I could use a hand if you don’t mind helping me a little bit?” He nodded and touched my right handcuff and it fell open as he touched my leg restraints which allowed me to free my legs and feet. I kicked the fabric away. Mark laughed asking me how I did that.

I said. “Practice, I told you I have been in worst situations, my father and meaning my biological dirt-bag father liked to tie me up all the time. My adoptive Dad sent me to the best teachers he could find and I learned that I could get out of anything if I put my mind to it.”

I placed the end of the wire that Jeff had finished digging out for me in my mouth and spit it into my hand to the shape I wanted. Mark watched as Jeff and I removed my other cuffs as they fell to the side. I placed my fingers to my lips and got out of my seat and went to the bathroom and locked the door. Pig Face finally noticed that I was missing, said. “What the hell, where did Steve go?”

Mark laughed. “You are so dead."