Guilded Cage

Levi vs Kenny

The tea was growing cold. This was just like Kenny. My eyes flashed to his newest art work. Disgusting. I crossed my legs turning to look toward the door. Where was that imbecilic uncle of mine? Like he ever would let anyone know about our family ties.
My eyes fell to the bent figure on the ground. The room was dark. The only light being from two windows set high in the cathedral ceilings, and the candles flickering literally everywhere. The bent form was weeping. Crying over the art work. Ever so often I could hear a word or phrase.
My God, my boy, please and help. Seemed to be the main focus of her thoughts. She wore a dirty brown jacket that covered her thin frame. Her sobs were the only sound in the room. Once more my eyes flicked up to the art work hanging between the windows.
“Do you like it?” A voice filled with pride laughed out from behind me. Finally Kenny had returned. Glad he loved wasting my time.
“It's typical of you.” I stated keeping my tone as neutral as possible. Honestly I hated his sick fetishes. I turned, not bothering to stand up.
“So why have you wasted my time today, Kenny.” I demanded.
“Just like you, Levi, always needing to get to the point. Why can’t we catch up? Come on kid, I raised you!” He laughed the cigar hanging from his mouth did a weird little dance around his blackened teeth.
“You gave me a blanket to sleep on, a roof over my head, and as little food as possible. That isn’t father of the year shit, Kenny.” I reminded him in a bored tone. He had found me clinging to my mothers death bed. A scared child. He did teach me a few things to help me survive. I guess that was more than what mom did.
“Please tell me you didn’t call me here to marvel over that.” I jutted my chin up to his precious art. He chuckled.
“No, but I do love it so.” His glittering beady eyes roved over the piece.
“No, Levi, I called you here for something far more disturbing.” He said. Slowly he brought that killer gaze back to me. I knew better than to show any emotion. What could be more disturbing than his choice of decor?
“There seems to be some talk, in the inner circle…” he waved his hand around to fan the smoke my way. I glared but gave no other sign that it bothered me.
“Pixus appears to be bringing in a few more shipments than agreed upon.” I kept my mouth shut. I knew Pixus wasn’t his issue. The former General was a straight arrow, even if he dabbled in some illegal smuggling here and there. We all used his legit business to bring in some illegal stuff from time to time.
A drunk though he was, Pixus was a stone wall. No one was going to break the old codger down. No amount of threats, intimidation or corrosion would get you anything out of the little cue ball head of his. Not unless he decided it was in his best interest to tell you. Pixus was in the game for himself not to play.
So I waited. Movement made the light shift. My steely gaze flicked to the décor. Pressing my lips together to hide my distaste I tore my eyes from the monstrosity once more. Kenny was shrewdly watching me. I learned from the best. He couldn’t read me any better than I could him. We sat, we waited and he cracked first.
Leaning forward he extinguished his cigar. The rancid smell wafted over the table. I curled up my nose as I glared at him. “Erwin Smith.” He said the name as if it were a poison viper on the end of his tongue. In a way it was. Erwin. I smirked. The name had reached him, what else did he know. I raised an eyebrow.
Kenny sat back waiting. Did he honestly think I was going to spill my guts to him over the tall blonde man. I was better at the waiting game than him. He was a lose cannon. A firecracker always on the edge of exploding. Over time he had managed to harness his excitability. Yet somehow, dealing with me, he never could hold out for long.
We sat there watching each other. I showed no sign that the name he dropped meant a thing to me. Oh I knew Erwin. Knew him quiet intimately. Knew how his stomach twitched when I held his balls in my hand. Knew how the sweat on his abdomen tasted as I moved over the tall rock hard body. Thinking of him laying tied up in my bed two days ago was making me get hard.
I flicked my eyes back to the art work hanging between the windows. It was enough to cool even the most horny of thoughts. My eyes roamed over the thing. Why would Kenny do something like this? What had that poor woman done to him? Why was it bothering me so damn much?
“I hear the two of you, uh You and Erwin, are growing…” he waved a hand. His goon put another cigar in it. He lit it for him. I watched the flames singe the end. Coals glistened as Kenny drew in two deep puffs.
“… close, shall we call it.” He eyed me as if he thought he had me. I sighed bored with this conversation.  Standing I looked down at him. The smug look as if he caught me with my hand in the cookie jar filled his face.
“My business dealings with Erwin are, as always, my business.” I told him. He cooked an eyebrow.
“As for my fucking him, well if you want to come watch, just say so. You don’t need all of this…” I waved my hand around the dark room. “To get an invite. I know what kind of sick sadistic dick you are.”  Spinning on my heal, something caught my eye. I stopped.
The artwork, it moved. Oceanic blues eyes looked down at me. I ground my jaw together. This fucking perverted bastard!
“He is still alive?” I gasped starring up at the kid on the cross. All this time I thought Kenny had killed the kid for whatever reason. A waste of a perfectly fine body, but not my business otherwise. Now I realized the extent of the woman’s suffering.
Her son hung on a wooden cross. Spikes drilled into his hands and feet tied to wire that ran along the framework that held the contraption fifty feet in the air. How come I didn’t see him breathing? I questioned I didn’t want to look at it for that long. This woman was begging Kenny to release her son. To take him down from the worst torture rack in the world.
I tore my eyes from those brilliant eyes. “You are sick and twisted Kenny Ackerman. I hate the fact that even a drop of your blood is in my veins.” With that I turned my back on the grotesque scene. Keeping my head held high, I marched out of the building. I needed something to take my mind off of those eyes. It was that or I was going to do something really very stupid.
As soon as I was outside the sunlight warmed my chilled blood. I drew in a deep breath pinching my nose, but with my eyes closed I could only see that face. Those fucking eyes watching me. Daring me to do the stupid thing my body desperately wanted to. I jumped on the back of my bike. Pulling the phone out.
A sleepy voice answered. “I need to be distracted before I decide to end my uncles life.” I hissed into the phone.
“Well then I guess your in luck. I’m still in bed.” The voice sounded cheery.
“Stay there, I’m on my way.” I drove the five miles to Erwin's compound. They let me in without me having to even stop. Strolling up the steps I tore of my gloves, unbuttoned my shirt, and stretched the tie between my hands. Walking into his room I found him naked on the bed.
“Just the way I like you.” I stated a second before pouncing onto his chest. Swiftly I used the cravat to tie up his hands above his head. He chuckled. Bending his knees he tried to bring me up to kiss him. I shifted stretching my much smaller body over him.
I pushed his legs apart almost to touching the bed. He groaned in discomfort. My mouth found his harden nipple. I bit it gently sucking it hard into my mouth as I slid my hands over the stone abs of my current lover. Yet those ocean blues shined behind my lids.
I growled sweeping lower biting and flicking different parts of the long lean body beneath me. Normally I was the one that penetrated him. There were times, like now, that I was in desperate need of forgetting everything. I needed  to lose all control.
Slipping between his legs I swallowed him whole. He gasped bucking under me as my finger molded his balls. He arched crying out as my throat massaged his growing member. I sucked hard and fast bobbing on him as I gloried in his cries.
Jumping up I took the last of my clothing off. Kneeling with one knee on either side of his head I shoved my cock into his partially open lips. I forced it deep feeling his body quake as he tried to get enough air into his lungs. I didn’t let him.
Gripping the head board I pulled out, not to the end of his throat, just enough for him to get a taste of air before shoving back down in. He twisted, tears leaking out of his blue eyes. Maliciously I fucked his throat like this for several long minutes.
Feeling my erection growing as his body jerked under me. His throat tightening around me I laughed. I continued until I couldn’t hold back any longer. Spewing down his throat he began to shake his head like a mad dog. He couldn’t swallow it all as I filled his throat and mouth. Some came out of his nose. He was gagging drowning in my fluid.
I pulled out to allow him to breath. Kenny and I we loved to push the limits. But I knew when to stop. Erwin would be mad at me for doing that, but not for long. The ass liked my body too much. He never turned down a chance for me to rail him. I watched him as he got his breathing under control.
“How was that?” I purred.
“You nearly killed me!” he shouted. I giggled. Leaning down I kissed his lips. Something I rarely did. Something he always wanted. I never gave anyone that much of me. This was just another tease.
I pulled away just as he was about to shove his tongue in me. Instead I turned. Sitting on his face I felt his tongue lick my hole. Erwin was kinky this way. He told me how much he liked the taste of me. He shook the bed trying to get his hands free so he could violate me even more. I pressed down over his mouth, not blocking his airway though. He got the message. Stopped trying to get away and just probed me with his tongue.
I laid over him. Taking his cock in my mouth again. I hadn’t let him orgasm yet.  I sucked his long thick dick. Rubbed the length until he was so thick and hard I knew it hurt him to hold it. Turning I looked down at him.
“Do you want to be inside me?” I asked. His blue eyes grew round. His mouth gapped open. This would be the first time since we became lovers that I would allow him entry into me.
“Oh God, Levi please!” He begged. I smirked.
“Bend your knees.” He did so. I used it as a back rest. Slipping over him, I lined him up with my hole. The tip slipped in. His body quivered eager to go deeper. I slid down, inching him in. My God he was huge. I wanted… my body did what my brain barely thought of. It shoved the last of him so deep inside me I cried out.
“Fuck Erwin you are huge.” I cried rotating my hips over him but keeping him deep within me. I rode hard and fast. Our breathing speeding up. I cried out as he twisted his hips. Fuck, Fuck,  fuck! I hadn’t had anyone like this in a long time. I made it last for as long as I could. As with all things it comes to an end.
I slammed down, his hips smashed up, I screamed in pain and pleasure as he burst inside me. My own cum spilled over his chest. God he was good. Our breathing came back to normal. I left him tied up as I went to shower. Alone again those blue eyes haunted me.
They should have been dulled by the pain of hanging there. Their light should have been dimmed by his fate. Instead they challenged me. Bright, full of life they called to me. I smashed my head into the tiled wall. I needed to find out just what Kenny was going to do to that kid.