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♫♫ I'm Henry the eighth, I am Henry the eighth, I am, I am I got married to the widow next door She's been married seven times before And every one was an Henry (Henry) She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry Henry the eighth, I am Second verse, same as the first ♫♫

The song was loud, obnoxiously off key and the songster hadn't stopped for the last two hours. One might wonder just whom the 'artist' of the onslaught of ear torture would be? Porsche. Yes, darling Porsche. Worst. Captive. Ever. He was chained to a cement wall in a basement, shirtless and obviously banged up from fighting. On the floor was a half circle in yellow chalk marking just how far he could reach in those chains. They'd learned the hard way that getting with in striking range of this guy was bad news.

They had him there for three days now. Mean while tales of his betrayal being spread like wild fire. Kinn had been the first that the minor family's Vegas had come to, his face bruised and bloodied. Telling Kinn he had over heard Porsche on the phone with someone, saying that Kinn who was showing more than friendly interest in Porsche had taken the bait and soon he would be able to take down the Thai mafia in one move. it was a lie of course but if they wanted to get their mitts on things Porsche and Kinn needed to be at odds. Kinn distracted by his love interest stabbing him in the back then taking off would give them the time needed to get a plan in motion. That brought Porsche here, to his lovely accommodations of cinder block walls, cold floors and when h annoyed them really good, sprays with the hose of ice water.

♫♫ I'm Henry the eighth, I am Henry the eighth, I am, I am I got married to the widow next door She's been married seven times before And every one was an Henry (Henry) She wouldn't have a Willy or a Sam (no Sam)I'm her eighth old man, I'm Henry Henry the eighth, I am Second verse, same as the first ♫♫

" We wouldn't need to get close to just shoot him." One of the guards in the hallway said to the other two standing by with him. " The bastard told me he was a vegetarian and it was against his religion to eat meat." the third man nodded " Then told me that he was on a carnivore diet and would shit all over the place eating vegetables. Why are we keeping this punk alive again?" the first man spoke up again, " Because if this asshole turns up dead, do you know what Vegas will do to us for messing up his plans?" all three groaned in misery as Porsche started all over again with the singing.

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There was a sharp intake of air. " Never had those before. I am always like..." and he made a pew sound and waved his fingers as if they were playing the role of the spooge. It would be interesting to see how and if this works. Thinking about it made his dick twitch, which he kind of wished had not happened while he was sliding the ring on his dick. That part didn't feel nice.

" Yeah, it's all good." he answered, the increase of pressure on his dick was a very new feeling, shit it felt really good. Porsche smirked at Kinn. " I don't need one." he said his tone a bit gruff. If things got too bad Kinn would know about it, Porsche would find a way to make that known.

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Kinn practically growled as his 'I don't need one,' and rolled his hips to claim him. There was an expression of pure bliss as he melted at the sensation, dropping his head with a soft 'guh' sound. On, man, they both were going to be in for a ride.

For now, Kinn relished in the sensation of Porsche's ass. He withdrew, pushed in, breathed out. A slow, steady rhythm came into being as he measured his breath, the look of absolute bliss on his face as he allowed himself the chance to feel it all.

After a while, he shifted the pace and depth. A minute of deep, short thrusts, another of something that was shallow, another bit of full on pounding. He was loving every minute of it and it was apparent with the sounds coming from his lips and the way his eyes were almost closed, focusing on the sensation more than anything else. "Porsche. You feel so good."

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Porsche was a cocky one, Kinn already knew that about him though. The growl got Porsche's attention, he liked the sound coming from Kinn. His own cock was already throbbing against the ring. He brought his hand up blindly reaching for the wall or head board so he could push himself back and onto Kinn's cock.

Shit, Kinn was really hitting all the really good places today. A moan coming from his lips as Kinn took his ass over and over. Each change up Kinn did brought a new feeling. " Shit Kinn...you feel good. I missed you so much."

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Kinn had every intention of hitting all the spots for as long as he desired. A low hum came from his chest as he started a fast, punishing pace, his eyes trained on Porsche's face to watch him. And then he pulled out completely, gasping softly as his cock jumped. Fuck, that was good. And after watching Porsche squirm, he slammed back in with a choked cry, fucking him until he reached that edge again and pulled out, the shudder making his eyes squeeze shut and his mouth fall open. "Shit, this was a good/bad idea." He could edge himself and Porsche because Porsche had no choice? How long could they keep this up?

There was only one way to find out.

The third time, he decided to push back in slowly, achingly slow and soft so he could feel every time Porsche's ass twitched in frustration. "We're getting more of these," he panted, kneeling upwards to change the angle a little more and reaching out to tweak Porsche's nipple. It was a maddenly slow roll that had even Kinn's eyes rolling to the back of his head with how good it felt.

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Porsche's mouth parted, his breath coming quickly as Kinn started that fast pace, the kind that sent electric right up through him. His eyes were half closed but he was still watching Kinn as he did his worst...er best.

Kinn brought it out of him, that was for sure his head leaning back the moans coming from him. His cock was about ready to grow arms and break free of the rings it's self. Porsche was a trooper and refused to let himself trip over the ledge himself.

The third time Kinn slid back inside Porsche's hands slid down to the side of his ass almost a clawing to anchor him to where Kinn couldn't as easily pull out and leave his ass twitching and empty even if it was only a minute or two. A sharp sucking in of air as Kinn tweeked his nipple. He wasn't speaking because he was so focused on not cumming all over the place all he could do is pant and watch his lover work.

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"You look so hot," Kinn murmured, letting his hips roll, grateful for all the calesthetics he had to do because of the business. The bedroom activities definitely benefited. Then he grinned. "You trying not to cum all over the place?"

That hand that tweaked the nipple? Fingers were now drawing along Porsche's very swollen, constantly pulsing cock. "How long do you think your willpower will outlast mine, Porsche? Because I very, very much want to see you all frustrated and begging." As if he didn't have Porsche begging from time to time, anyway. A low groan came from him as he slowly swirled his hips again, tilting his head back and showing the line of his throat and chest and abs. "I could live like this forever, just fucking you, feeling you all around me." His hands went to Porsche's hips to tilt him so he could grind slowly against that spot, tipping his head back to watch Porsche's face.

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Both of them being in top shape made sure that no one went hungry in the bedroom. The training to endure situations also helped here. He could hold out. Not happy about it but he could hold out. " Shut up." came out a breathy tone.

"Mmmph" was the sound that came from him as Kinn stroked his cock, he cut his eyes to Kinn answering only with hot heavy breaths and a defiant look. Damn, his cock was swollen tight, the skin stretched. There was a gasp when Kinn tilted him and his cock was rubbing and torturing that spot inside him.

Sweat was beading on Porsche's brow, then he smirked and clenched and unclenched his muscles shifting his hips just enough to help milk that cock.

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Kinn cried out when Porsche squeezed around him. "Ah! Fucker!" The hip tilt sank him a little more and Kinn grit his teeth, lips parted as he glared at Porsche.

Well, fuck. Porsche owed him two, right? And if this cock ring did its job-- he pulled out and thrust in hard, angling so he jabbed that sweet spot. "Going to be a brat?" He huffed, leaning forward and driving into him, no more teasing. "What are ya gunna do when I fill your ass with my pizza and you cant do shit?" His grin was feral as he kept driving forward, not giving a shit about the bed bumping against the wall.

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" You like it, you should say thank you." Porsche spat out in his typical sass you all day fashion. Fuck this felt so good, too good. Moving his hands up his own back to push his hips up a little bit more. Kinn getting in as deep as he could and really smacking against that spot about had his cock aching for release.

Porsche was stubborn though and as hard headed as they came when he was digging his heels in about something. they way Kinn was fucking him did get breathy moans from him, still yet he stared at Kinn watching the way his face moved his lips curled.. God he was so beautiful. Even though there wasn't anything more the head of his cock was drooling in wait for what was to come.

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His pulse was pounding in his ears as he drove on, eyes drifting close every so often. "Fuck, Porsche." Yeah, no, he wasn't the one who needed to hold out. He wanted to come in that sweet ass and Porsche angling himself had him wheezing. He was close and while this was so, so good, he wanted to come, too.

"Gunna cum soon. Don't wanna, too good," he panted, driving in deep and seating himself there to feel everything before pistoning again. "Gunna cum all in you, wanna watch it drip out. You look so good and dirty when my cum drips outta you."

He was twitching, itching to just drive himself into oblivion. The pulse in his dick was in his ears and fuck, this was too good. Kinn started to drive into him again, this time without any intention of stopping. "I wanna cum. Milk it all out, Porsche, wanna feel you milking me dry."

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' Fuck. Kinn was driving him crazy with the expressions on his face, and the way that his dick felt sliding in and out of him. " Ah.. Kinn.." if his hands weren't propping his own back at that angle there would have been Porsche pulling on Kinn just to keep that closeness.

He could feel the twitching of his own cock as well as Kinn's. His breath coming in pants still holding himself back. " Yes. Fill my ass up. You fucking feel so good inside of me, Kinn." Kinn wanted him to milk that cock? That he could do rocking his hips and clenching and unclenching the muscles surrounding Kinn's cock. " Fuck... Fuck Kinn ah shit." he clenched down firmly but not so firm that Kinn couldn't keep up that driving force. " Fill my fucking hole." he growled out his head leaning back.

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Kinn was more than happy to do that. A few more thrusts, a few more seconds and Kinn was calling out, dick thickening and throbbing against the tightness of Porsche's ass, the pulses wetting him from the inside as he kept driving forward, face going through all of the expressions of euphoric bliss as he allowed himself the first orgasm since ... fuck was it Granny's house? He couldn't remember but he knew it had been a while.

Shuddering, he sucked in deep, noisy breaths, the force of his orgasm sending him into little shivers and moans as he smoothed out his hips into an easy roll, relishing in the sensation of overstimulation.

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Porsche didn't mean to be such a horny fuck the night before...wait who are we kidding yes he did. He just couldn't stop himself when it came to Kinn.

Those sounds Kinn was making as he emptied into Porsche's ass it was almost torture on Porsche's senses. He clenched his eyes shut taking everything Kinn was giving him. He couldn't moan out for fear that he would snap that ring off with the pressure that was building. He was still working his ass around Kinn, up till he felt Kinn was spent and pumping with that slow roll. Porsche was blowing breath out through his mouth in an effort to calm his dick down just a little.

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He heard the exhale and opened his eyes again, just to take in Porsche's expression. "Still horny?" Hot damn, this was fun. He slowed his motion to a stop and simply sat there, leaning over to take Porsche's mouth up into a kiss just to gauge where he was on the 'I can't take it anymore' scale.

"Anything I can do to help?" Kinn was all evil grins as he moved to lay on his side, letting his fingers play a little in the mess that was dribbling out. "I mean, I could lend a hand, if you like." He barely drew wet fingers along Porsche's cock, fascinated as to how red and swollen it was now. "Maybe if I breathe across it, you'll get some relief?"

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Porsche was in that part of his brain where he wasn't responding, not verbally. He kept with that breathing, his eyes closed. It had barely even registered that Kinn had kissed him. That stubbornness still present. He was soaked with sweat, his hands lowering his hips.

It was when Kinn touched his cock that his hand snapped out grabbing his wrist. Still not quite able to get his breath regulated, but he knew his cock was almost painfully engorged.

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As soon as his hand snapped out, Kinn decided playtime was over. As much as he wanted to keep up with the torture, because he had plans, so many lovely plans, Porsche wasn't having fun. "Shhh, it's alright." Kinn soothed, resting the flat of his hand heavily on Porsche's chest. "I've got you." It was something they could work up to, in the future.

This time, when he moved, it was with a slow purpose, moving both hands towards that stretchy material. "I'm going to get it off you, now."

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Some where in the process Porsche had bitten his own lip. " I..didn't..say stop." he got out his tongue flicking to lick at the blood. Now, it was sheerly Porsche's stubbornness. He wasn't going to puss out that easily. No. He started this with Kinn, he was going to finish it.

His breathing was still racked, " That..was only one." his eyes opening to look at Kinn. Something different in his eyes, hair plastered to his forehead.

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"Don't be an idiot," he hissed, concern growing. "You're obviously in discomfort, Porsche."

Look, Kinn was all for tit for tat, but not at the expense of losing an appendage like a finger or a toe or a dick!

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" I'm not that weak." he rattled out. " I said I am fine I am fucking fine." Porsche really could take a hell of a lot of punishment. It was one of the things that made him such a pain in the ass to even Chan.

" That..was..ONE."

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"You're a fucking psycho, you know that?" He hissed right back to Porsche, deciding that if the man wanted to torture himself, he was going to really get it.

And part of that torture was to have Kinn leave him alone completely as he snatched the lube, pouring out another measure. Kinn was grumbling to himself, trying to figure out the best positioning for this. On his side, one foot propped up, his elbow supporting his torso. He could feel his wound pull a bit but it wasn't bad. The other hand, still slick, drew a trail with one finger along his softened cock, across his scrotum and dove further beyond, his glare challenging Porsche to do something about it. His soft hitch of breath was telling; Kinn was spreading that lube around his hole, giving himself some time before he started.

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" And you still picked me, so who's more crazy here?!" he didn't miss a single punch there.

Woah wait a minute whatcha doing there Kinn? That tick of annoyance all but gone in a second watching Kinn buttering himself up like a turkey. " Come on. What are you doing?" he asked his cock giving him a good reminder of it's bonds and the fact he was still bricked up even with the bickering.

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"What does it look like I'm doing?" He sassed right back, letting his finger slip up to the first knuckle. A soft grunt punched out of him. Oddly, this was almost easier to do himself. At least he relaxed faster and he wasn't certain if it was because he knew what to expect now or that he could feel himself doing it.

Let Porsche try and do math at this point. Kinn could wait. He glanced at that angry-looking cock presented. He was going to need to wait, anyway.

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He would have bit his tongue but he'd already bitten through his lip. " It looks like you're driving me crazy." Porsche could be a little slow sometimes but it didn't take rocket science to figure this out.

" Do you want help?" he asked before his hand reached out stroking the lubed up cock. Yes, his cock was angry, it was madder than a wet hen. But no matter how angry it was, it was not nearly as stubborn as Porsche was.

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"I got this myself!" he snapped, batting Porsche's hand away. "Going to be a stupid, stubborn prick, all you get to do is watch."

Besides, this could be just as frustrating as Kinn fucking the snot out of him, anyway. Right now he was settling into the feelings he was evoking himself, the push in, the slide out, the push in deeper and slide while stretching the opposite side of his hole. That pulled a low sound from him.

Then came two fingers and he started from the beginning, just nudging his hole before putting pressure there, then feeling his muscles spread open to accept the intrusion. His mouth fell open then as his breathing quickened, the glare on his face fading to dazed and drunk.e

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" Really?" he rolled his shoulder and turned to his side resting his head on the heel of his hand. Watching Kinn had it's effects. As soon as Kinn's face turned from that annoyed look to one of him really enjoying what was happening Porsche's cock seemed to strain against the rubber again.

Fuck. Kinn was just so pretty, even if he wasn't irritated as fuck and spreading his ass just to drive Porsche crazy again. His breath quickening again, this time Porsche was going to be a little more careful. He was almost 'that guy who passed out during sex play' earlier.