Family Secrets
Dance With The Devil Chapter Seven

**Frankie

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It's been a few days since the dinner party at Giovanni's and Aiden have yet to show his face. All I know is he rushed out of there like someone was dying. Last night, I couldn't stop myself from stroking my cock to the visions of Aiden on his knees. I imagined him with my cock impaled in his mouth. I looked up to see Zane walking in the club and not in a suit either. I wiped down the bar and grabbed him a glass pouring the whiskey in it.

"Can you do me a favor?" He asked picking up the glass.

"Like last time?" I grinned.

"No, not like that. I need you to go over to Aiden's and watch his friend while he's working tonight. I can't go into details, but I'm sure Aiden can fill you in when you get there."

"I would, but I kind of filling in for Kade right now. I'm sorry." I said.

"Fuck, I guess I'll go over there and watch her then. Thanks for the drink." He said giving me a small smile.

What the hell happened with Aiden's friend?

Was it his girlfriend? His wife?

I clenched my jaw just thinking of another person touching him. I didn't even know if he was gay or straight and I already wanted to kill the person touching him. The more I thought about it, the more my cock hardened from the thoughts of dominating him. I wanted to strip him down and tie him up. To stroke his cock to the very edge of coming at my command. Make him beg me to allow him to come.

An hour later and Aiden came strutting on stage and stripped off his shirt. The women scream as he makes his rounds around the room to each one. How he wasn't hard was amazing. Any straight man would be throbbing by now, but not him. Not even a twitch. At the end of the shift, everyone had already gone home and it was just me and him.

He stepped behind the bar and narrowed his eyes. "You've been watching me tonight."

"Yeah, and?" I asked raising a brow.

"And I think you like what you see."

He wasn't wrong.

I did like what I saw.

"You drunk, or something?" I poured another shot and slid the glass back to him.

"Not drunk, just...you got me, I'm drunk." He grinned giving me a wink.

Was he flirting with me?

"Tell me something Frankie," He leaned over and smirked. "Have you ever been kissed by a man. Something tells me you have."

Fuck, he knew how to rile me up.

"You're drunk, let me take you home."

"No, I'm not going there so I can watch my best friend suffer. I-I can't watch her scream in her sleep without wanting to kill the son of a bitch. Besides, Zane has everything under control." He clenched his fists.

"I don't know what's going on with you, but I assure you getting wasted isn't the way to deal with it."

I started to pick up my keys, but he gripped my wrists firmly. "You honestly have no idea, do you?"

"Know what?"

"That I'm fucking attracted to you and here you are with a girlfriend. You know how bad that hurts knowing I can't have you?"

"I don't have a girlfriend," I stated.

With our faces an inch apart, he slammed his lips against mine. Our tongues lapped at each other as he fought for dominance. I could feel the metal from his tongue ring as he deepened the kiss. I was throbbing under my zipper begging to be released.

"Frankie, god you taste so good." He grunted against my mouth.

We pulled apart and he jumped over the bar slamming our bodies against the wall. I could feel his cock grinding against mine as we locked lips again. This is what I've wanted to do since I saw the bastard, so why did I feel bad? Like I was guilty of sin.

"Stop Frankie, you can't do this. You're girlfriend or wife... what about her?"

"I don't have a girl and certainly am not married. I want you... only you, and right now I want you to take me to your place and fuck me. I know you're gay, have since the first time I met you. I just wasn't sure or not." "Come on, let's go. Wait, we can't go to my place. I've been staying at Giovanni's. I haven't exactly come out and told them I'm gay. Your place?"

"Can't, my friend is staying there. Let's just get a hotel and stay the night there. I'll let Zane know I won't be home tonight."

We stepped into the hotel room and stripped out of our clothes. I grabbed him by the hand and laid him on the bed kissing down his neck. His hands found my ass as our cocks ground against one another. I reached down between us and gripped the base of his length as we explored each other's body.

I released his cock and grinned. "I was wondering if that was pierced too. And these here, I just want to put my mouth on them." I tugged the barbells that went through his nipples.

"Harder Frankie, pull them harder." He moaned as I tugged harder.

"You like it rough don't you, big boy. Like to be the obedient little slave pleasing master's cock."

"Yes, I do." He whimpered as I flicked his nipple.

"I need to take you to Zane's club one night. He has all kinds of little toys to play with."

"I've been going there."

"Did you let anyone fuck this?" I asked tracing the star-shaped hole.

"N-no." He threw his head back gripping the sheets and bucked his hips.

"Bend over, I want to fuck you nice and hard."

I ran the tip of my cock and spread the wetness oozing out the head around his tight hole and thrust inside. He was so fucking tight I think I might just burst inside him. "Harder, fuck me harder." He screamed out as I thrust again.

"Stroke yourself, pretend you're fucking my ass."

Sweat poured down my face as I thrust a final time and came inside before collapsing on him and rolling over. As I rolled on my back, I reached for my shirt and cleaned myself off and did the same for him. I glanced over sighing as his sleeping form. I just hope this doesn't come back to bite me in the ass for coming out to him.

Not to mention, I just fucked him.