Kho,This TN Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us

MAN-SEX-ISH!

"Frankie, nod raha tmenya w 3achra w hiya gatelna pile..." said Gee shaking him.
"9a7ba Gee..." responded Frankie sleepily.
"Nod!" Gee uncovered him to a naked body.

"aya chekem roh!" said frankie, covering himself with the blanket again as he felt the sudden cold.
"Ey meshi t3koum hadi!" responded gee to the insult he haven't heard in a long time.
"7assebni ke3ba man3rfch hdrtkoum?! khelini nr9od douk..." without much effort Gee put on his TN, upset, but that was enough to make Frankie groan and lazily wake up and dress, they finally got out quickly to find the girl about to leave.
"9ar3i!" Gerard screamed which caught the attention of everyone. She turned and her lips shaped a sigh. She was wearing leather jeans and jacket and a red shirt beneath that made her look more attractive.
"Yeah rahi Chaba!" Gee kicked him with his elbow out of jealousy. They walked to her and as they were already late, she rushed to grab Gee's hand to drag them to a car.
"La Salam la kalam ya Chaba?" said Frankie angrily.
"Excuse moi, go where?" asked her Gee.
"Oh to your new job!" she responded enthusiastically.
"Job?!"
"Yes I run a homo strip club and I only hire pretty boys, and you don't understand half the language so you won't be having problems with those who have a cursing kink..."
"Me understand not..." said Gee confused.
"Exactly! Follow me." They got inside the car and she drove to her destination. Inside, as the strip club was empty, it appeared to them as a restaurant, but the stage and the poles made it seem weird, they thought that maybe that's how Italian restaurants usually are like. She left to a door they didn't notice.
"Ndemt li 7abest l9raya..."
"Nichan meme Ana mafhamtlhach..." Frank laughed a bit. "Td7ak 3liya w Nta zaema tbi3 sel3et l'marican w assmek El-Taliani!"
"Chbik Kho?!"
"T9a3ed biya! Rana 7asslin 3la jalek darwek!"
"Machi 3la jali!"
Gee laughed nervously "wlh m9awed nta!" Frank forced his eyebrows, he didn't understand how this was his fault,
"Boys!" She screamed to get their attention. "I need you to sign this and you can start working by tonight. We also have a room where you can sleep."
"Thank you." Said Gee understanding half the phrase.
"Wesh 9alet?"
"Nssignyiw bench nebdaw nkhedmou w daretlna ouin nregdou..." they both rushed to sign.
"Do you know how to strip?" Martina asked
"What?"
"Dance?"
"Why?"
"We'll sweetie that's a gay strip club!"
"Not understand..." She did a little sexy trick in the pole, they both stared shocked. As soon as she finished she asked Gee to try.
"Jabli rebi mara7ch nkounou serveurs..."
"9otlek mantb3ouhach!" Frank grabbed Gee by the hand angrily to the door but she had locked it after they entered.
"7ali l'bab!" screamed Frankie. She grabbed her gun as she asked Gee one last time or she will shoot. Frank fearing nothing walked to her, and put down her gun slowly. "Tzidi tvizi 3lih, nti li rassek y'tir." He said waiting for her to break the eye contact. She understood what had to be understood. "Me dance. Gee no."
"He signed the life contract. He has to do something for me!"
"I can do... voice beautiful..." said Gee with a shaking voice.
"Really?" Gee sang to her and she was amazed by his beautiful voice.
"I needed a singer anyway! Follow me to your room." Gee grabbed Frank's hand tightly out of fear as they followed her. "This is where you'll sleep, eat, do your stuff and this is also where you will treat your special clients." She said looking at Frank. "You seem like you know how to give a good fuck, does he?" She asked Gee who responded with blushing cheeks.
"Wesh 9alet?" Frankie asked, but Gee didn't respond. "Okay, so I'll leave you for now to arrange your stuff and everything, I'll come back to train you. What's your names again?"
"Gee. Frankie." Responded Gee.
"Cute!"
Gee smiled at her and waited until she got out to tear up.
"3lech rak tbki?" asked him Frankie with sympathy.
"Sema ra7 nt9assou nt9assou!"
"Menek sa7 khoftha?! Chbik Kho!"
"Zaema nta marakch khayef!"
"Lala..." he said as he dried his tears
"3leh 9oltlha beli nta trgoss?"
"Mahboul nkhelik dirha nta?! 9oltlek n3aychek la belle vie! Meme loukan ana nendhel..." Frankie hugged him.
"Cuties! Frank, it's time to practice." Frankie was a fast learner, but as soon as Martina brought his costume, he nodded in disapproval.
"You have to wear this!"
"Lala mafihach!" She took his shorts off.
"Let me just see you wearing this. Then you can change into whatever you like, alright? It's too sexy, your pretty face gonna look hot, and be popular, we'll gain lots of money with you." She used signs and he understood a bit. Especially money. He grabbed the sexy waiter costume and went back to the room to change. Gee giggled a little. "Tban taliani..."
"Bele3 fomek..." He got back and the tricks seemed batter with the costume.
"Sexy..." she muttered.
"Mansexish..."
"Yes very sexy man will come watch you, don't worry."
"Kemelt..." he said getting off the pole. A knock could be heard throughout the door and a group of men entered.
"Ouh sexy!" Said one of them winking at Frankie who tried to hide himself blushingly.
"He's taken. Frank, this is Ray, Stefano, Roberto and Francesco." They shook hands, but Frankie was too uncomfortable because of the costume.
"I came from America and I love Italy, and Italians, so much that I proceeded to do a career here, what about you?"
"Moi?"
"He doesn't speak English, Ray..."
"Parlare Italiano?" Frank nodded.
"No..."
"I either embarrassed him or he finds me cute..."
"He's shy."
"How cute!"
"Dance?"
"No, me and Roberto are bar tenders while Stefano and Francesco are waiters. The only stripper we had was taken by the mafia..."
"Te9der t9ol ana tan mafia kho..."
"No don't worry, if you don't get involved with them, they won't be messing with you..."
Frank looked at them then got back in the room to change into his sporty looks again.
"Jaw rb3a rjal ykhedmou hna w hadik ay t7awss 3lik, kho..."
"Khof elbess. Mangderch nwajeha wa7di..."
"Mazalek khayef menha?"
"Manich baghi nt9assou..."
Frank held Gee by the hand and got out.
"That's your boyfriend?! How lucky! You two are so beautiful!"
"You speak with me?" Gee ignored the men to pay his attention on his boss.
"Yes, to do mic checks." Gerard stood up on the stage where the microphone waited for his voice. "Sing..."
Gee closed his eyes and sang the first song that got to his mind as Frankie tried to hid his eyes filled with tears by smoking a cigarette.
They clapped but Gee held a firm look on Frank, who wasn't clapping, he just stared at him, and his thoughts fled. "Kho! Chawala? N9olha beli ta3ref dir derbouka, beh matrgossch?"
"Matmesskherch..."
"Sa7 ghadi t9issek..." he said approaching Frankie.
"I'm Ray!"
"Gee..."
"Since when are you two together?"
"Yesterday..." answered Gee blushing.
"Yahder bezaf hada, ghir khtik..."
"Cha ndirou derwek?"
"Nssenaw yji lghachi..."
"La. Kifeh nkherjou men had l'me7na?"
"Fiha drahem bezaf kho, tchou ntemou bezaf chwiya w ngelbou lvista, hasta la vista chriki..."
"Nwelou l'dzaïr?"
"Lala... ntzewjou hna!"
"Bouh!" Gee answered shyly.
"Keli zaema marakch 7ab tzewej biya..."
"Ça s'peut..."
Frank looked at him forcing his eyebrows.
"Ih sa7, ana li N7ebek..."
"Frankie!" Gee hugged him.
"Ey machi 9odem nass..." Frank gently pushed him away.
"Ta7chem?"
"Lala... y7ssbouna menhoum..."
"Bs7 7na menhoum...?"
"Ana N7ebek nta berk 9otlek man7ebch rjal!"
"Yoh ch7al Nebghik!"
"Are you guys fighting?" asked Ray confused
"Fa9elna wa9il..."
"3labalhoum..."
"Kifech?!"
"Hada galek bar te3houm... chirat makanch..."
"Menek bessa7?! Ya jedek! Lwekhda!"
"Machi hagda khir? Wesh 3andhoum, 3andek yak... kima l7amem..."
"Fel Hammam machi n9ocha!"
"Bs7 hadou machi n9ocha, hadou gay machi kifkif..."
"Ya 3el wekhda!"
"Frankie malek mabghitch tfhem?!"
"Nta li marakch 7ab tfhem, kho, douk chghoul ndir ro7i n7eb drari!"
"La! Nta torgoss berk! Marakch 7a t7ebhoum!" Frankie moaned as he finally understood the deal.