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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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As Kinn turned to look Porsche's eyes met his, his lips parted brows furrowed. Porsche was quiet amped up, high off of the feeling that he'd endured all this time, and the way Kinn looked.

His eyes slipped down taking in the rare sight of his dick pressing and stretching Kinn's ass, before being swallowed by the tight ring. There was a moan from him he felt like he could paint Kinn's ass just from seeing that. He wasn't going to touch that cock ring until Kinn said when though. He kept rolling his hips giving himself the silent challenge of aiming his cock to hit different spots to see which Kinn liked the best.

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This was something else. He wished he had a better grasp on his words but the only thing that was coming out of his mouth were grunts and sounds that made it clear he was the one getting porked. The spots that were less sensitive he was a little quieter more favorable spots he was more vocal, and then when Porsche his that spot, Kinn cried out, back arched as he sank back as far as he could.

"There!"

He had to turn and look back, mouth open as he tried to help, shifting his hips back eagerly while Porsche moved forward.

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Porsche was thrusting away, every so often stopping to circle his dick in Kinn's hole one way, before going back the other way. Once Kinn let him know that magic spot, he gripped Kinn's hips and picked up the pace pounding into Kinn's ass " Ah Ahn. Fuck. You feel so good, you're perfect." He said his finger tips curling a little more into Kinn's hips. If they weren't restrained his balls would be slapping against Kinn.

" Oh my fuck, baby." he said keeping his aim at that spot. If he thought his dick was angry before it was so much more so now. He was moaning pretty steadily now. Almost as if he couldn't manage any thing else.

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Kinn wasn't much better in the word department. Every cry was punched out because of Porsche's thrusts and he was loving every moment of it. The melting, quivery feeling had kinn seeking more of that, his ass and thighs hitting back against his lover and shaking with every hit.

"Ahh, fuck-Porsche...Porsche I'm close," Kinn was chanting, sometimes the pronunciation lost with the pleasure that was overwhelming his senses. "I wan 'ya cumin with me. Oh fuck!"

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Porsche did not have to be told twice, his hands slipping back off Kinn's hips long enough to snap the rubber ring at the emergency break knots. Why? Because he did not want to pull out of Kinn. Once the rings were free he tossed the rubber to the ground and grabbed Kinn's hips again.

Unrestrained the Ahh sounds were louder and he was thrusting harder poking that lovely spot in the process. One hand reaching around to stroke Kinn's dick as he kept pumping into him.
" I'm with you." he got out feeling that pressure build.

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This was better than he remembered. Kinn gave another hollar at the touch to his dick and he was rocking right with Porsche, bouncing off the thrusts that were bottoming out on him. And then the end was rushing up as he felt the bang-bang-bang of Porsche's balls up against him.

Kinn had to be calling out when he came, he just didn't register it brain wise. He was fully focused on how Porsche felt inside him and the way his muscles rippled along the pulsating cock, driving that orgasm further than before.

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Well, there was more room this time. No creative leg folding so that they could get their fuck on. Porsche felt like Kinn was much more relaxed this time too. His cock moved in and out with much more ease. He was also able to get deeper inside with the position. Every time his dick was fully inside and Kinn's ass muscles reacted to a spot he had reached there was an " ah" sound moaned out of Porsche. He was matching the pace of his thrust with the stroking of Kinn's cock.

" Oh..Oh baby.." as he felt Kinn's muscles all but milking his cock into his ass. His breath was caught some where between his lungs and mouth. Only soft squeaking sounds came from him as he thrust hard and deep his cock spilling over into Kinn's ass. His thrusting continued as he felt the slippery texture of cum on his hand leaning down and delivering a bite to Kinn's shoulder blade. Porsche came harder than he could remember ever doing in recent times. Finally, a harshly sucked in lung of air was taken in.

His mouth hung open trying to suck in more air around the rolling spasms still rocking his body waning gradually. His cheek against kinn's back.

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Coming with Porsche in any position was nothing short of biblical. The bite just added to it all and he was concentrating on his breathing, leaning into the bite, feeling his cock bob with the aftershocks of his ass twitching around Porsche. It felt like Porsche was coming forever and ever. Holy shit this was something else.

Kinn didn't move until Porsche did, shifting around so he could keep him tucked up close against him, petting Porsche's back and side while they both recovered. He didn't think words were needed at the moment, just holding onto Porsche to help him recover.

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Porsche had felt like that was a long orgasm too. Once his breathing wasn't so erratic he leaned up softly kissing the spot he had bitten. " Hold on." he said in almost a whisper gently and slowly pulling his spent cock away from Kinn. His arms wrapped around his chest to make sure he didn't lose footing. He stayed right up against Kinn.

Once they were settled not fully recovered yet, Porsche leaned up giving Kinn one of the most gentle, sweet kisses. Words weren't needed, just being here with Kinn and not watching Pete looking at him worried to death, from the floor of a cell he refused to move from. He leaned his head into Kinn just basking in the after glow and taking in Kinn's scent. It was a nice scent and it made his heart all warm and fuzzy. " Need a water or anything?" he asked finally breaking the silence.

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"Do you?" Kinn hadn't been the one with the cockring on the entire time, he could take care of Porsche. That and they both needed to clean up, eventually. But at the end of the day, as long as they were together like this, it was fine. They wouldn't have to worry about anyone bothering them until later-probably the people making certain they hadn't died from their wounds or anything.

"I can go get it. I think you were under duress more than me." There was a small smirk when he said that. "I need to check this thing, too." He shrugged his arm carefully. The plastic wrap and slid off and it was damp with sweat. He hoped it was sweat.

Whomever left the bedroom would find a tray of fresh broth and a small amount of ramen for each of them. They were smart enough not to try and knock on the bedroom door. Or at least thought better once the sounds could be properly identified.

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" Isn't it usually you taking care of me?" he said looking to Kinn, " I should take care of you this time." Porsche said running his finger tips along the tiny little marks forming where his fingers had dug into Kinn's hips before leaning down and gently kissing the marks.

" I'll get the waters, you check your bandages, it's pretty much soaked with sweat I think. It needs changed and a dry wrap put on before it gets worse." he said sliding off the bed and throwing a robe on.

Porsche opened the door bringing his hand up to his mouth and laughing upon seeing the tray. They were heard for sure, not that they were particularly quiet this round. He pulled the tray inside the door " Or..I can go to the door and discover we probably made someone really embarrassed." he said still looking amused. " Water's already here."

Speaking of checking things..he gave Kinn a smile and then headed around the corner into the bathroom. " Aww, fuck.." came from the bathroom almost whined.

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It was probably something they would always fight about, really. Who was taking care of who. Kinn rested his hand on Porsche's head as he kissed the marks. Rolling a bit to a seated position, he started peeling away the bandage, trying to check if the dampness was just sweat or if it was festering. "It'd be curious to know who we traumatized. Make certain they know full well we know."

What was the point of being around here fucking if you couldn't have the prudes a little uncomfortable in the process?

It was Porsche's whine that had him getting up to join him. He needed to clean up anyway. "What? What's wrong?"

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Porsche was in the bathroom standing like Captain Morgan would on a rum barrel, robed open facing the mirror. What did our wondering eyes spy here? Porsche holding the upper end of his dick, which looked like it was doing a very rough impression of a candy cane.

He turned around holding his hands about a foot from one another framing his dick. " That bitch took two fucking blades and sold us shit that does this?! No wonder I almost passed out. Damn! I am going back over there to get our fucking blades."

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First his eyes were bugging out at how angry Porsche's dick looked like. Had they did everything safely? Kinn thought so, at least. But that looked more like a reaction than something handled improperly.

"Wait. You almost passed out?"

That was news to him. "You almost passed out and didn't tell me?" What the fuck, Porsche? He didn't want to try and kill you? And now this? Where were the allergy meds. Kinn was already rooting through his medicine cabinet for a bottle and shook two pills out. "Here. This should help."

Go back for the knives indeed. They were going to take more back than a pair of knives, at any rate. "Is it hot? Stinging? Itchy?"

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Porsche shook his head. " It felt like the rubber was digging into me but I have never used one of those before I thought that was normal." he made a face at the pills. " I don't want to fall asleep all day."

" Yeah. Right before you tried to take it off. But I am fine obviously, it just pinches." for sure getting those blades back, damned woman. He looked up to Kinn grinning cheekily. " Maybe I am just too big for those."

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"And I don't want your dick falling off because you're allergic to some material." He was filled with guilt about that. Not even Porsche's joking was changing the mood on Kinn's face. "Did you ever have issues with condoms?"

Fuck. The novelty stores around here were of better quality, anyway. Medical grade silicone sounded like their go to for any future toys. What a shitty way to find out!

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Porsche looked horrified that Kinn said his dick could fall off. " Shit. My dick's gunna fall off?! What the fuck! What do I do?! Call medical?" Panic Porsche activated. " Yeah, I'll call Chan and ...No. No No never mind any of that." he looked to Kinn. " Babe. You didn't do this." he brought his hands up to either side of his face and kissing him. " We just know not to trust women who take knives as barter for sex toys from now on. and no. If I would have had issues with them who knows how many lil Porsches might be running around.." Yikes. Scary thought there.

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Kinn didn't know what was worse, dick dropping or kids. He took in the kiss, still feeling horrible about it all. "Still." He kept his hand on Porsche's hip, resisting the urge to cup his hand protectively over that angry-looking member.

And then his stomach made a very loud, obnoxious gurgling sound. Shit, he only had a couple swallows of broth last night, hadn't he? "Please tell me they left food."

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Porsche might not have been mad mad about Kinn putting his hands on hid dick, even with it being mad at him right now. The gurgling of Kinn's stomach had Porsche stepping away and side eyeing Kinn's stomach. " Tell me that you're just hungry and not brewing up a fart that might end a marriage..." he asked about food whew. " Yeah, they didn't give us much so you can have mine if you want. I will get another bowl from room service."

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He checked Porsche's shoulder with his own--the uninjured one. "Says the asshole that Dutch oven's me." But first, he needed to deal with his wound, apply some more ointment to it and get it wrapped up. Clean up the rest of himself and then he could eat.

Kinn didn't know if he wanted to go back to sleep or sit around for a bit. He was still bone tired but he thought part of that was the amazing sex they just had. Thinking about that brought a smile to his face. "You know, even with all the bullshit of crappy toys, it was really, really good."

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Porsche would figure out something to make his pecker more comfortable, he was sure there was some ointment or something like that to fix it up.

"Want me to help you with your arm?" Porsche asked, digging through the med kit for something soothing to put on his dick.

At the note that it was good he smirked, " Of curse it was, it was with me and you. You were amazing."

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Kinn grinned at that, moving closer. "The only downfall is I want you all healed up before I get to wreck you again." He had nodded that he wanted help with his shoulder. The wound wasn't an easily accessable place for him to treat and bandage easily with one hand. And he would need it wrapped up. "But I'm taking a shower first, really quick." He was a bit sticky in places and a rinse off was mandatory. The bed was going to get stripped before he slept in it again, too.

Still, the high that he was just as good for Porsche as he felt Porsche was for him was a nice ego boost. Better than a nice ego boost. Maybe they could switch off more often than Kinn originally thought? He'd have to think more on that.

Slapping Porsche's ass with a playful finger poke, he headed for the walk in shower and have the spray on from the pecs down to keep his steri-stripped shoulder relatively dry. His hair could be done with a hand sprayer.

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" Lucky for us, I am pretty sure it's a lot of pin point bleeding, and superficial stuff. Damned woman, acting all innocent and nice." he grumbled giving his dick an inspection making a face. " I was going to jump in myself. We made beautiful messes of one another." he said smiling to Kinn.

Porsche waited a few minutes for Kinn to get in the shower, before moving from his spot leaning on the sink and opening the shower door. " Here." he said softly taking the shower wand and pressing the button to turn it on. " Sit down and lean your head back."

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"I want to get a closer look at that piece of shit, too," Kinn agreed. He initially didn't feel anything off when he tested the elasticity on it. If there was something nefarious going on, he was going to have the whole place just down, just for putting his man's dick at risk.

Kinn allowed Porsche to take the wand and took a seat on the ledge, bracing his hands backwards to lean back. It always felt like a treat to have Porsche take care of him and if he could bask in it all the time, he would. Part of him still felt guilty about it. He was the boss now and it was his job to take care of his people. He would spoil himself too much if he let Porsche do this all the time.

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" It's on the floor in the room some where. I did break both rings easily but I was also...very amped up." he said carefully wetting down Kinn's hair. No feeling guilty about this! Porsche wasn't just one of your men Kinn, he was going to marry you, silly man.

If their was something up with that ring, Kinn would not be able to shut it down because Porsche would burn it down. Don't be messing with The Anaconda.

He ran his fingers through Kinn's wet hair, there was no fire to put out right now so he went slow to give Kinn time to enjoy being taken care of.