The first time

Thanks a lot, barrie18, for your input on characters behavior. Amber, I really hope I\'m not testing too much your patience, and jishe, I\'m terribly glad you liked chapter 6 so much!





Guy lends Raoul a piece of his mind. A discussion on what love is ensues.



Guy was sitting on the sofa, right across from Raoul, who was drowned in lecture, with a book in his hand. Recents events starting to fade, and less skin on skin contact from Raoul made Guy a little bit more himself. He coughed a little, politely, and asked Raoul when the Blondie raised his eyes from the papers, a little annoyed:

- So, how long?

- How long what? Raoul smiled, knowing that the mongrel in front of him would have to begin questioning his being in such an out of the ordinary environment, per promised.

- How long am I going to stay here with you?

- What makes you think you are not free to go?

- I would not make such a mistake.

- You are smart, I like that about you. But I promised you that the time for answers would come, Raoul completed, matter of factly.

Raoul stretched his legs and looked somehow amused at Guy’s face, that was starting to frown.

- To answer your first question, you will be here as long as it pleases me.

- Aha, and how long is that?

- You’re pretty much a man of solid facts, aren’t you?

- Look, I’m no beauty, and I know it. I have no idea why someone like you would want someone like me for a pet. Mongrels do not make Blondies’ pets. They do not have what it takes.

- Just beauty, you mean?

- Not only that, but we are not raised this way. I may not know much about that and your customs, but I know that pets are created to please you.

- Maybe I do not like to be pleased that way.

Guy frowned even more. He did not have one clue what the Blondie wanted with him. Raoul continued.

- So you say that mongrels are not beautiful enough to make us Blondies consider watching you for our pleasure. Do I gather that not even Riki?

Guy almost jumped from the sofa, when hearing the name.

- Riki is a pet, too? No, Guy shaked his head vigorously, he is the pridest man I have ever known, he would not bow and lick someone’s boots.

- Don’t you consider that maybe he did not have a choice in the matter? Like you?

- That could be, but I guess he is now fighting to get free, not chit-chatting, like me and you. Where is he?

- You did not answer my question.

- I told you, we do not have what it takes.

- I’m afraid I have to contradict you. You and Riki have elicited our interest to a very high degree.

The mongrel remained silent for a while, but then asked again:

- Can I see Riki?

- This is a matter that only his master can decide. And me, of course.

- What can I do?

- It is not your position to have a saying in this. But it could help you being a good pet and pleasing your master.

With that, Raoul sent a knowing look in Guy’s direction, that felt his skin tingling where the Blondie’s gaze roamed on his body. He decided to keep his composure and looked away.

- What if I say ‘no’?

- Then I would have to show you that I am not always a gentle owner.

Guy sensed a shiver passing his spine, hearing those words. If he was to look in Raoul’s eyes that moment, he would have seen that they were filled with humor, despite the threat.

Raoul got up and started playing the role he enjoyed so much. It had not happened in years. He almost felt like bursting into laughter, seeing Guy so tense. He ordered sharply:

- Get undressed.

- Make me, Guy challenged, looking stubbornly at his feet.

Raoul was next to him in an instant. He grabbed the boy, yanked him at his feet and said in what was meant to be a menacing tone:

- You will now feel the rage of your master.

Guy did not know Raoul, or, otherwise, he could be able to tell that Raoul was joking. He tried to free himself, but Raoul was far more nimble, and caught his hands back each time. It was that kind of a hand to hand combat, with their bodies pressed together that made Raoul really aroused. Finally, to punctuate his superior position, he caught Guy’s lips and kissed him hard. Then, he raised him from the ground, put him on his shoulder, despite the boy’s fighting attempts, and dragged him to the bedroom.

He threw him on the bed, and before Guy could get up, Raoul produced some silken ties and grabbed Guy’s wrists again. Deftly, he tied them on the headboard, and now Guy was struggling to free himself to no avail. But he was very silent, and Raoul was more interested in hearing Guy voicing his anger.

- So, no cursing from the slums?

- Son of a…

The sounds stopped in Guy’s throat, muffled with a kiss.

- Say something, Raoul challenged him, towering over Guy, strands of his hair caressing the youngster’s face.

- You bast…

His words were stopped by another playful kiss. This time, the tip of the Blondie’s tongue passed through his resistance, and Guy realized he had been tricked into opening his mouth, letting his own tongue vulnerable to sneak attacks. He moaned in frustration when he felt Raoul’s expert tongue exploring his mouth, and the sounds stopped in his throat were like that of an animal.

Raoul rose and a laser knife appeared in his hand from nowhere or so it seemed to Guy, that cursed himself for closing his eyes, due to the impending arousal that took hold of his body. “I’m screwed”, he thought and he tried to free his hands from the ties. Raoul straddled his legs, making him stay still, and Guy opened his eyes in pure fear, watching warily the movement of Raoul’s hand.

Deftly, Raoul drew a few movements over Guy’s chest, and Guy closed his eyes, steeling for the pain, which never came. Raoul lifted from him and slashed through the fabric of Guy’s pants, with the same precise moves. When Guy opened his eyes, he took in the situation with disbelief. The clothes were desintegrating from his body, but his skin did not show the slightest sign of damage. Raoul threw away the knife and ripped off the remains of fabric from Guy’s body. He then lifted Guy’s legs in the air, along with his ass, and he let his sensual tongue work its wonders between Guy’s butt cheeks. He was lapping the mongrel’s inner hole with daring strokes, his tongue darting further inside with each move. Guy was not voicing his pleasure openly, and his whole body trembled from desire for the Blondie. Raoul raised his head and demanded:

- Beg!

- What do you want me to say? Asked Guy, through shallow breaths.

- Beg me to enter you.

- N-no… Guy tried to resist, but now Raoul added two fingers next to his shameless tongue. Y-yes… he could not hold back any longer.

- Say the words, Raoul demanded.

- Please, I beg you, fuck me! Guy’s need was becoming urgent.

- You said it the mongrel way, but it still counts.

Raoul obliged his pet’s pleas, and got off his suit, and mounted the mongrel. His shaft slid easily inside, due to so much preparation, and the sound from Guy’s throat, when being pummeled like that, almost threw Raoul over the edge. It took Raoul a deep breath and exercised control to avoid an early consumation of their act. He then began his sweet love making, kissing Guy on the face, on the lips, on the neck and ears, while burying his long shaft inside the suple body. Guy was in a strange kind of heaven, all reason melted, and he exploded, without any touch on his organ being needed. Raoul thanked heavens for Guy’s speedy depletion, as too much foreplay always brought him on the brink of explosion. He let his semen spurt inside Guy, with a loud growl, which made Guy open his eyes, in order to see a marvelous display in front of his eyes. Raoul on his climax was godly beautiful, parted luscious lips, glittering eyes, face flushed, sweat dripping from his forehead. Guy simply found it too much, and enclosed the image behind his eyelids.

Raoul collapsed on his pet, and then roll away on one side, for fear of crushing him.



Incredibly, but Guy was the first to talk.

- You scared the shit out of me.

Raoul laughed:

- You were asking for a little roughing up.

- Did I please you?

The Blondie smiled, thinking his mongrel pet was really smart.

- Yes, you did.

- Can I see Riki now?

- You are quite stubborn.

- I need to see him. Please, Raoul! Guy’s voice trembled a little.

- Are we on first name basis now? But actually Raoul liked hearing the pet calling him like that.

- When you don’t call me ‘pet’.

- You have a wicked tongue, Raoul laughed. But I like you a lot, Guy. We will see about Riki, but it is hardly my doing.

- How is… Riki’s master? Guy asked.

Raoul frowned a little, which did not escape the mongrel. Guy felt a pang in his chest.

- Is he like you?

- Like me how?

- You know, gentle and… kind?

- You think I am gentle and kind? After cutting your clothes and making you beg to be taken?

- I know what rape is, Raoul, don’t you know where I have lived all my life? This is not it. This is just… playing.

Raoul smiled, and looked Guy in the eyes, while grabbing his neck and embracing him.

- You are something special.

- But how is Riki’s master?

- He is… different.

- Different how?

- He wants Riki badly, Raoul let out a sigh. But he is not the type to believe in gentle taming.

- Is he hurting Riki?

- Not much, and not the kind of hurting you are thinking about.

- Riki won’t cower.

- Then it will be painful to watch those two.

Guy fell silent, and sadness and anger gripped his heart.

- Why is this happening to us?

- You don’t have a clue?

- No, I just woke up here, with you.

- Riki saved your life. You were dying, Guy, and he came pleading to us to help you.

- Why would Riki go to a Blondie for help? And how did he get to you? This does not make any sense.

- These questions will find no answers from me. I got involved just from the night when you were brought, almost dead, to Iason’s. The rest you will have to find out from Riki.

- How am I supposed to do that when that asswhole doesn’t let him see me?

- Hey, watch that tongue, pet. I am lenient, but refering to a Blondie like that will earn you a public whipping.

- I’m sorry, Raoul, but this Iason fellow seems to be a bad man.

- He truly is not, he is just … difficult to deal with. I believe that you will get to know him soon.

- Is he visiting you?

- Yes, on a regular basis.

- Will he bring Riki?

- I don’t know, but not at first, I guess.

Raoul paused a little and then he decided to be straightforward with Guy:

- When he will be here, he will demand to touch you. You will obey.

- Why?

- Because he is The Blondie, Guy. And because he let me touch Riki, too.

- You… what?

Guy wanted to get up from the bed, but the silk ties were still restraining him. Raoul just said plainly:

- I caressed him and I kissed him. I see why you like him so much.

- I love him! Guy shouted.

- Love? I better say codependence, and I understand that it could happen, especially under some circumstances. But love is just a concept, Guy, and an inferior one.

- You never loved anyone?

- I am attached to some things, and people, but I know that love is merely an obscure word, and nothing more. It probably has something to do with the way you are still born in the slums.

- You do not know what you are talking about. This is not about sex. Not only about sex.

- Then what?

- Caring and feeling responsible. Thinking about the other’s well being, and feeling worried when they are not around.

- All these have psychological explanations, Guy. Your attachment to Riki will fade away with time. What will your ‘love’ become?

- No, you’re wrong.

After that, Guy fell silent. He did not want to talk anymore. What is this Blondie thinking? Riki and him, they were lovers. And nothing could change that.