Date: Sun, 03 Sep 2000 22:45:33 GMT
From: Davey R <chunkblossom@hotmail.com>
Subject: mitch-4

This a highly fictional story based on the characters in the Australian
soap opera Home and Away. Home and Away is copyright of Network 7
productions, Australia.


Lifting weights in his living room, Vinnie checked out his reflection in the
full-length mirror.
Man, was he proud of himself. His body was as fantastic as any of those
other stripper guys he loved to fuck. Ogling his own huge arms and big
chest, he almost wished he could fuck himself.

Tom was in the shower upstairs. He decided to join him.

That was kind of dangerous, because Tom had never given any indication that
he wanted Vinnie to fuck him.

Nevertheless, when Vinnie was seized by a hot idea, nothing could stop him.
Anyway, the worst thing that could happen was Tom telling other people about
it.
And Vinnie was prepared for that. He'd say that Tom was a liar, that he must
be crazy. No one would expect something like that from dumb straight Vinnie.
And no one would believe it had happened. Vinnie's whole personality was an
act he'd been working on for years, and it would be easy for him to act
shocked and like he didn't know what Tom was talking about.

He looked at himself in the mirror. Boy, was he fit. How could Tom resist
this? How could he resist once those big muscled arms were wrapped around
him? How could he resist when he was pressed against that huge chest?

Vinnie grinned, getting turned on by himself, and headed for the bathroom.
The door wasn't locked because, as it happened, the lock had been
mysteriously broken for a few days. A bit of sabotage on Vinnie's part. So
the two guys had agreed not to enter when the other was taking a shower.

When Vinnie was forbidden to do something, the only course of action open to
him was to go ahead and do it.

He went into the bathroom. Tom's lovely long muscled body was opaque behind
the shower curtain. He was washing his hair or something and didn't seem to
notice anything.

Vinnie smirked and went forward.
He moved the curtain aside gently and crept in while Tom shampooed his hair.
Tom's eyes were scrunched shut as the foam ran down his face. Vinnie's bare
feet splashed into the thin puddle of water at the bottom of the cubicle. He
shut the curtain quietly behind him.
And Tom's body was then right in front of his. Tom was facing away from him
and his lovely pert buttocks were only inches away from Vinnie's huge dick.
And still he hadn't noticed anything.

Vinnie reached out and put his hand on Tom's wet shoulder.
Tom turned around suddenly, opening his eyes but then closing them again
because of the stinging of the soap.
"What-" he exclaimed, half-seeing Vinnie.
Vinnie pushed Tom against the wall. Not very forcefully, but he pressed
against him to keep him from moving or lashing out in panic.
"Tom", he growled into his ear. "I'm going to fuck you if you want it, and
we're going to have so much fun if you want it. Can you feel this body
against you Tom? Can you feel how sexy it is? You and me, Tom. Our bodies
together now. You want it, don't you?"
Tom struggled to open his eyes, rubbing them, rubbing the soap out. Vinnie's
face was right in front of his. The real Vinnie's face, with the cunning and
the burning passion he hid from everyone except the men he wanted.
Tom gasped, taken aback by the face, by the voice, by the fact that Vinnie's
body was pressed against his.
He heard his wide, open mouth say "Yes"
Vinnie grinned, holding Tom by the back of his head and kissing him
greedily. His giant cock prodded Tom's stomach.
Tom simply allowed it for a few moments. But as he felt Vinnie's hands on
his body and Vinnie's hot breath in his mouth, he quickly became massively
turned on, and he started to grope back at Vinnie. He felt at his big strong
arms and his chest, realising now that he'd always wanted to feel them, that
whenever he'd seen Vinnie's body exposed he'd wanted to know what it felt
like to the touch, just how firm it really was.
The muscles in Vinnie's arms were rock hard, and Tom became giddy with
excitement as he imagined how easily Vinnie could have overpowered him and
raped him if he'd wanted.
Half his body stayed pressed against the cold wall because that was where
Vinnie wanted it, and he was enjoying himself so much he didn't think to
move. His legs became intertwined with Tom's, their thighs tight against
each other, their cocks side by side, each pressed against each other's
stomach.

"Ahhh, Tom. You've wanted me to fuck you for ages, haven't you? Haven't
you?"
Tom agreed, sobbing because he'd never realised it before, never admitted it
to himself.
Vinnie grinned triumphantly. "You're weak, Tom, that's why you went to live
with that policewoman. You need someone to control you. You pretend to
resent it, but you need it, don't you?"
Tom nodded gently, shivering with desire as Vinnie sucked on his neck.
Vinnie brought his mouth right to Tom's ear and wrapped his huge arms around
him tightly. "I'm what you need, Tom. You need a big man to tell you what to
do". His cock was like steel as he felt Tom's submissive body in his arms.
"You need a big strong man to own you, don't you?"

Tom's cock leaked precum as he felt Vinnie's body wrapped around his. "Yes",
he whispered, "Yes, please..."

Not that Vinnie had any intention owning Tom, but he'd get a few hot fucks
out of it, and he was going to ram it up this ass right now.
He flipped Tom round, and Tom pressed his hands against the cold tiled wall.
Annoyed by the spray from the shower, Vinnie turned it off, and then
proceeded to guide his big stiff penis into Tom's fresh and
never-before-fucked hole.

"Whoah, fucking first-class!" he yelled as the head went in. He grunted as
he thrusted up. "Relax, Tom. Don't fight against it" - but Tom was
fantasising that he was being raped, and he wanted to pretend to fight
against it, to feel himself taken by force.
Vinnie stretched his arms so that they covered Tom's and their fingers
interlocked against the wall.
"Oh yes!!" Vinnie growled as he forced against the clenched passage and felt
himself begin to cum, "Oh yeah, you're just as hot as Mitch! Geez, I love
young guys!"
"Mitch?" Tom gasped quietly. Then he wailed with ecstasy as the cock filled
him and he felt heat, liquid heat, flooding out of it and up inside him.

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"Uhh yeah, big strong man" Vinnie said to himself afterwards, as he flexed
his arms and looked at himself in the mirror. "Geez, I look great. If I saw
a guy who looked like me I'd take huge fucking pleasure in making him mine
and dominating him. Don't you think that would be fun, Tom?"
"Huh?"
"Doing what you want with a big guy like me. Wouldn't that be great?"
Tom didn't answer, thinking it might be a trick question. And Vinnie wasn't
quit sure why he'd asked it either. He chuckled and went to his bedroom.
"'Night, Tom"

Sitting on the edge of his bed, Vinnie started running his hands over his
own smooth hard biceps and chest. He tried to imagine he was another guy, or
that he was feeling another guy. He was getting excited, getting a boner
again, but he didn't know what to do about it, or how he could satisfy this
new itch.
He went to the mirror and looked himself in the eyes. He imagined what he
looked like to the men he fucked.
"Kneel, Vinnie" he hissed, and then got down on his knees, as if before
someone. He found he was turning himself on with this fantasy. That big
strong guy in the mirror kneeling down to suck an imaginary cock.

He shook his head, not quite liking how much he enjoyed this new feeling. He
went to bed, and the next night he picked up a guy stripper and fucked his
brains out to forget about it.

But about a week later it was on his mind again, as he sat with his
girlfriend watching TV. Some crime show was on, and he started having a
fantasy about what would happen if a couple of guys were to break into his
house right now.
He imagined himself fighting them off, and then beating them into
submission, fucking them. He imagined telling them 'give me a blow job or
I'll call the police'.
The thought was getting him horny, and yet suddenly he started imagining
what would happen if he couldn't fight them. What if they overpowered him?
He imagined them tying him up and stripping him. He imagined himself at
their mercy, his big strong body at the mercy of a couple of punks. Trying
to struggle, but unable to move, unable to do anything as they...
No! He'd beat them, he'd...
But what if he didn't? What if he couldn't beat them? What if he was
trapped, tied up, and couldn't move, couldn't do anything to stop them?
"Wow, Vinnie" said his girlfriend, "Are you enjoying this show or are you
just pleased to see me?"
"Sure am, babe" he lied, and he ended up fucking her. But as he came, he
found he was still imagining the two guys.

Vinnie had a set of handcuffs stowed away in one of his drawers. Sometimes
the guys he fucked liked to be restrained, and he'd kept this set as a
souvenir.
The next afternoon he fondled them, watched them glisten in the sunlight,
started thinking about how someone might get themselves out of those cuffs,
how he could escape them if he ever found himself in them.

But there's no escape, Vinnie. He heard a voice saying that in his head. No
escape for you Vinnie, you have to submit.

Vinnie shoved them back in the drawer and slammed it shut. He'd never
thought like this before, never thought of himself as helpless.

He found some old photographs of himself and started doodling on them. He
found one where his wrists were close together and drew some cuffs on that.
His cock swelled, his cock swelled when the picture appeared to show him
restrained. It was kind of like he wanted to fuck that guy. But he couldn't,
because he WAS that guy.

"Do as you're told, Vinnie" he heard himself saying. He grunted it like a
command. Then he scared himself, shook off his erection, and went out for
the afternoon to forget about it.

He didn't forget about it. He kept having dreams, and once woke up to find a
puddle of his own cum in the bed. That hadn't happened to him for years.

After a couple more weeks, when no one was in the house, he decided he was
going to do something about all this confusion. He set a video camera up in
the living room and, making sure it was pointed in the right direction and
that he was getting everything in shot, he stripped off in front of it.
Then he put the handcuffs on his own wrists, not looking them, just closing
them. They were tight and cold. They were so small on his huge body, and yet
they had the power to make it helpless.

He was going to videotape himself like this and then use the tape for his
own pleasure. He was going to be the only one ever to know what it would be
like to have Vinnie as his sex slave, to have Vinnie captured. He was going
to watch this tape of himself and he was going to jerk off.

He took the cuffs off again and wondered how best to do this.
With quite a bit of work, he rigged something up with an old entrance to a
loft. He got an old length of pipe, affixed it firmly to the roof using the
hatch, and then draped the cuffs over the pipe, in such a way that they'd
have to be slid upwards a foot or two to be released - which wouldn't be
possible to someone who was locked into them. Then it was just a matter of
putting his hands into the cuffs, and making sure that they did not become
properly locked. It had to seem real; he had to be able to imagine the
reality of it so that he could put this whole thing behind him.

Tomorrow. He'd spent so long preparing the thing that someone was sure to be
coming home soon now.

That night, he found himself unable to sleep. He was that excited about the
next day, about the idea of seeing himself made helpless, the idea of
feeling it. And then suddenly, at four in the morning, he sat upright and
decided he was going to do it. He was going do it after all. Submit.

It would have to be someone like him. Someone who wanted guys as greedily
and possessively as he did.

He called Will and asked him to take the afternoon off school and come over
to his house. He told him to ask Mitch to come too. He told them that it was
really important and that it would be worth their while.
Will sounded bemused, but Vinnie knew that when he mentioned it to Mitch,
Mitch would be curious. They'd come.

And so Vinnie cuffed his wrists together above his head, clicked them locked
and dropped the key onto the floor.
Now he had no choice. Now he was helpless.
He tugged at his restraint, strained to walk away. He couldn't. It was real
now. He couldn't leave this spot. He struggled more, but the restraint was
rigid and he couldn't escape.
He'd put the mirror on the other side of the room so that he could watch
himself. And he saw himself. He saw himself strung up like some kind of
prisoner in a dungeon, and he'd done it to himself.

He suddenly felt frightened, really frightened. He looked at the key on the
floor, wondering if he had made a mistake. He tried to reach it with his
foot but he couldn't. And even if he'd been able to, he wouldn't have been
able to do anything with it.

And so he looked at the clock and waited for the two guys to arrive. His
stomach tightened. They'd be coming. They would find him like this, naked
and chained up. He couldn't change that now.

He looked at his great meaty body strung up for the pleasure of a couple of
teenagers.

The time went so slowly, and finally he heard the back door. A couple of
knocks. "Vinnie? Are you there?" Will said.
He gulped. His heart was absolutely pounding. He couldn't move, he was naked
and he couldn't move. He'd never felt vulnerable like this before, ever.
"Come in!" he called.
And Will and Mitch entered. They were both in school uniforms. They closed
the door behind them and walked into the living room.

Vinnie could turn a little. He faced them.
Will just looked baffled. Not even excited, just baffled.
"What's going on?" he asked.

Vinnie thought. "I want you to abuse my body". He was shocked he'd said it.
"Huh?"
"I want you to treat my body like a plaything, I want you to tease me and
use me and do anything you like with me"
Will suspected a trick or some kind of demented joke. He went over and
tugged at one of Vinnie's arms to see if the restraint would come away. But
Vinnie really was tied up.

Then Will took a step back and took the scene in properly. Mitch's mouth was
wide open. He didn't know what to think.

Will grinned, realising suddenly. "You know about me and Mitch, don't you?"
"Sure do", Vinnie answered. "And I've fucked him"
"You what?" Will asked, looking at Mitch and then at Vinnie again.
"Oh yeah, I've fucked him good and hard. I've done things to him he's
probably never let you do"
Will looked at Mitch again, and then at Vinnie. Then at Mitch. "He's fucked
you?"
Mitch shrugged affirmatively.

Will looked at Vinnie again. Vinnie saw anger and jealousy on his face and
his cock suddenly got hard. What if Will wanted to punch him in the stomach,
and he couldn't stop him? His cock shot up. He belonged to Will suddenly.
He, Vinnie, belonged to this kid.

But Will grinned again as he saw Vinnie's cock rising. Now he saw what was
on Vinnie's mind and knew what to do.

"But you can't fuck Mitch now, can you?" he asked, and he took Mitch's hand
and pulled him over to him. Then he held Mitch's body in front of his own,
feeling at his shoulders and his waist through the white school shirt.
He looked at Vinnie, letting Vinnie watch as he fondled Mitch's body
tentatively through the clothing.
"Mitch isn't yours, see Vinnie? He's mine. Ohhh yeahh, that body feels good.
Uh, I can feel Mitch's lovely hard ripply stomach through this shirt. Damn,
it feels good"
And Vinnie watched as Will's spread over Mitch's stomach.
Will kissed at Mitch's head through his thick brown hair, looking up at
Vinnie as he did so. "Oh yeah, why don't you try to touch him now Vinnie?
Why don't you try to get your hands on this body?"
Vinnie's cock got harder as he struggled. He really couldn't get free,
really couldn't move. He hadn't considered that it would hurt his wrists and
his arms but it was beginning to. He could see Will's hands running over
Mitch's body, and wished they were his hands.
"Ah, those big muscles in those huge arms of yours" Will said to Vinnie.
"Can't help you now, can they?" And he reached round for the knot in Mitch's
school tie, unravelling it slowly.
"I'm going to strip all these clothes off your body and then I'm going to
fuck you, Mitch. You want that don't you?"
Mitch gasped. Mitch loved it. "Yeah"
"I fuck you better than Vinnie, don't I?"
"Uh-huh..." Mitch muttered quietly, "Oh yes, Will, you are the best"

Will smiled at Vinnie again, and Vinnie didn't know whether Mitch meant it
or not. He struggled, but he was trapped. He wanted to break free, and yet
it excited him hugely that he couldn't.

"Oh yeah, Vinnie, yeah. Struggle" Will growled. "I'll expect a damn good
struggle when I come over there and fuck you next. It'll make it so much
more fun"
Oh yeah, this was turning out just as Vinnie had wanted. His cock was
painfully hard. Will was going to take him. It was going to be like a rape.
Yes, and Will was delicately removing Mitch's school tie. He wandered slowly
over to Vinnie with it, gritting his teeth violently as he stretched it out
and threw it around the back of Vinnie's head. He tied it around Vinnie's
neck, a little more tightly than he had to, and he let his fingertips touch
Vinnie's throat as he tied it. "There we go, Vinnie. Nice and tight for you?
That's the closest you're going to get to Mitch today, that tie". Then he
put his hands on Vinnie's face and held it. "Oh yes, you really can't
resist, can you? You can't stop me"
Vinnie gasped as he felt Will's fingers on his face. He'd never been handled
by another guy like this before.
Will went back to Mitch, got behind him again and started unbuttoning his
shirt.
"Yeahhh... Mitch loves me to unwrap him. He loves it when I peel all his
clothes off him and give him what he needs". He was halfway down. He pulled
the top of the shirt open and showed Vinnie Mitch's chest, his small
nipples. He ran his fingertips over one of the nipples and kissed at Mitch's
pretty face as his head tipped back with pleasure. "You love that, don't
you, Mitch? When I play with these little boy nipples of yours?"
Mitch's eyes were closed as he enjoyed it. He nodded happily. He loved that
both these guys wanted him. He loved that Will was using him to torture
Vinnie. Oh yeah, they wanted him this much, both of them.

Then Will violently tore open the remaining buttons of the shirt. Mitch had
a taut washboard stomach and Will fondled it roughly with his fingers,
giving each bump a proper squeeze and pinch. "Uhhh yeah, I bet you'd give
anything to feel this stomach of Mitch's, wouldn't you Vinnie?"

Vinnie clenched his teeth. He wanted to go feel Mitch, to push Will out of
the way and have Mitch all for himself, but he couldn't. And he loved it. He
loved that Will had this power over him. He struggled, getting more and more
turned on with the struggle.

"Yeah, go on you fucking bitch!" Will hissed, "You just try to break free!
You try as hard as you can while I have some fun with Mitch here. In fact-"
He went searching through the drawers and then found what he was looking
for. He tore off a piece of black tape and forced it over Vinnie's mouth.
"In case you get the idea you can tell us what to do"
He looked at the tape covering Vinnie's mouth. "You've surrendered to me,
Vinnie, and now I'm in charge. Go on, try to say something"
Vinnie tried to speak but couldn't. He couldn't!
He made a muffled yelling noise. He squirmed, but he couldn't do anything.
Oh yeah, Will was taking him just like he'd wanted. Vinnie humiliated by
this kid. He was dribbling precum now, but he couldn't touch his cock. It
just flexed and twitched in front of him.

Will returned to Mitch again, pulling the shirt right off him and running
the palms of his hands down his arms as he kissed his neck. He felt his
stomach and his chest as he kissed him passionately. "Oh yeah, Mitch, you're
mine, you're mine. Oh yeah..."
He reached round and unbuttoned Mitch's pants. He pulled them a little way
and they fell down. Mitch stepped out of them and his shoes and was standing
only in his underwear, in a pair of black briefs.
Vinnie watched helplessly as Will's hand stroked Mitch's buttocks through
the pants, and teasingly pulled at the waistband.
"Uhh, Will, fuck me" Mitch whispered, like he did when they were alone, like
Vinnie wasn't there.
Will continued to run his hands over Mitch's body. "Oh, I'm going to, I'm
going to, but when?" He looked over at Vinnie. "I could just feel you and
feel you for hours on end, Mitch, see how our prisoner likes that. How'd you
like that, Vinnie? Just to watch me feel Mitch? Or how about I blindfold you
and you don't see anything at all? How about I leave you in the darkness and
you just wait and wait, never knowing when I'm going to come over there and
put this cock of mine up your asshole?"
Vinnie's eyes widened and he tried to say something but he couldn't.
But Will was only teasing. He wanted Vinnie to see. "Sorry, Vinnie? I didn't
catch that, you're going to have to speak up"
Then he tore Mitch's briefs off, held him by the back of the neck and bent
him over.
"Oh yeah, fuck me" Mitch repeated.
"Mmmm, Look at that gorgeous arse" Will said to Vinnie, and Vinnie stared at
Mitch's ass.
"Ohh yeah, it's going to be so great to get inside that. You can watch me do
it, Vinnie, seeing as how you can't do it yourself. You can watch me fuck
Mitch like a wildcat"

Will took off his own clothes gleefully. "But first-"
He sat in the armchair and got Mitch to get on his hands and knees on the
floor in front of him, so that Mitch's ass faced him. And he stretched out
his legs and felt at Mitch's buttocks with the soles of his feet, feeling
around the inside with his toes, nudging his big toe inside the hole.
Mitch gasped and swallowed, his erection flat against his stomach. "Uuh...
Will... don't tease me, I can't take it, fuck me please..."
"Just a moment, Mitch" Will said, stroking his hair as he walked past him
and headed for Vinnie.
He picked up Mitch's belt. Vinnie looked frightened now.
But Will laughed. "Don't worry, Vinnie, it's not what you think. It's just I
think your legs have a bit too much freedom. This should bind them together
nicely". He wrapped the belt tightly around Vinnie's smooth naked thighs,
and fastened it. He put his hand on Vinnie's ass as he did so.

Then he went back to Mitch, getting him to drape himself over the back of
the couch.
He swung his big cock into his asshole suddenly. "Ahhhh! Yeeaahh!" he
yelled, holding onto Mitch's waist as he thrust up and down inside him.
Mitch's face lay against the cushion of the chair, and he looked
beatifically happy as Will skewered him. "Uhhh, Mitch, you fantastic boy!
You love all this cock! You love all the guys wanting you! Uhh! I love how
you love it, Mitch! You're my own sexy pussy boy, Mitch! I fucking love
you!"
"Ohhh, Will, yes! Yes! You're the best, Will!"
"Ahh, yeah!" he porked him wildly, turned on both by Mitch and by the sight
of Vinnie, and by the thought of what he was going to do to Vinnie
afterwards.
He licked and kissed at Mitch's back as he fucked him, he sucked on Mitch's
back and shoulders. "Yeah, you're mine, Mitch! No one else's! You'll always
come back to me, won't you?"
"...yes..." Mitch strained as he felt Will's cock prod deep inside him, as
the pleasure starting surging through him, all spreading out from that one
place, that one place inside him that felt so hot and so good.
Mitch wailed, and his cum flooded out onto the couch. Will then wrapped his
arm around his neck and drew him up close. "Yeah!" he shouted, "Oh yeah!
Yeah!" His hot dick exploded up inside Mitch, he felt his cum pour into the
body of the sexiest boy he knew. His boy. His.
They slid onto the couch and Will held Mitch close and kissed deep into his
mouth. Mitch's cum smeared on both their bodies as they kissed.
"Oh", said Will, "Oh- yeah- Yeah! It's happening again!"
And he raised his abdomen up from Mitch and suddenly shot a second load all
over his stomach, all over that sexy stomach of Mitch's. Mitch rubbed his
fingers over the cum and then stuck his fingers in his mouth to taste it.
"Ah, yeah. The best cum you've ever known, huh Mitch?"
Mitch agreed happily as he swallowed it.

"And now", Will said, standing up and looking at Vinnie. "Time for you to
get some of my fantastic cum up inside that chunky body of yours"
He approached Vinnie excitedly. His cock was instantly hard again, because
the helpless Vinnie was such a fucking great sight.
He groaned as he felt properly at Vinnie's body for the first time. He felt
at his stomach and his ribs and his big broad chest. He felt at his armpits,
and then at his big hard biceps.
"I am going to fuck you, Vinnie. And I'm going to fucking love it. Yeah,
these muscles of yours are so big. He squeezed them in his hands. "Yeah!"
He gestured for Mitch. "Come on, Mitch. You like cock, Come and suck on
Vinnie's cock. We'll show him that I don't care who else's cock you get,
'cause I know that I'm your first and I'm your favourite. You want Mitch to
suck on your big dick while you get mine up your ass, don't you Vinnie?"
He nodded, his reply muffled.
"Yeah, I think you deserve a treat. Come on, Mitch"
Mitch went over, eager to start sucking. He sank to his knees, wrapping his
arms around Vinnie's legs, and licked at the big purple head of the cock,
licked at the salty precum, the precum dribbling down the neck, licked it
all up and swallowed it.
Will kneaded Vinnie's buttocks, pulling them apart, pushing them back
together again, then squeezing them together tightly. Simply showing Vinnie
that he could do whatever he liked with them. Vinnie's cock throbbed, and
Mitch took the head into his mouth, into his lovely sensual mouth. Vinnie
came almost immediately, turned on by Will's play with his ass. He shot a
gigantic load down Mitch's throat, a load that would not stop. Will entered
Vinnie as Vinnie came, reaching out and feeling his shoulders and biceps as
he forced his way into him.
Vinnie's cock stayed erect as this new pleasure started, as he looked in the
mirror and saw himself, Vinnie, getting fucked. And Mitch kept his mouth
around the cock, sucking lovingly, rolling his tongue against it and around
it. He reached up for Vinnie's buttocks and pulled them apart.
"Thanks, Mitch..." Will grunted, absolutely loving fucking Vinnie, and
knowing that because he'd only just came inside Mitch, it would be ages
before he came again.

Finally, after forty minutes of thrusting and feeling, he felt the cum
welling up at last. And he reached round for the tape on Vinnie's mouth and
pulled it off as he shot into him, and Vinnie cried out, "YYYYESSSSS!"
cumming into Mitch's mouth once more. He gasped and panted as Will pulled
out of him finally.
Then, exhausted, Will removed the belt from Vinnie's legs, picked the key up
off the floor and freed him.
Vinnie stretched his arms slowly, rubbing them because they were sore and
stiff.
"Will, you did well" he gasped. He was so dazed that he headed straight for
bed.

"This is just between us three, okay?" he called back groggily as he left
the room.
"Sure" said Will.
But while Vinnie slept, he stole the videotape, made a copy, and then
returned it. He and Mitch watched it in bed together that night.