“Pete, I am not getting my dick pierced!” I said as me and Pete made our way to town.
“I won fair and square, don’t be a baby, I bet Gee will love it!” he smirked at me, yeah like I said I lost the challenge and now Pete wants me to get my dick pierced, like it’s nothing. The challenge has been a couple of days ago, we had to call the tattoo parlour twice to get an appointment for today, I think it’s Monday so that means Gerard and Mikey has two more days to come back from whomever they are killing, honestly it’s been a crazy week with Pete, I don’t know how Mikey keeps Pete under control.
“I do not care if Gee will love it, Do you want Gee to be pissed off cause I have a sore cock and he can’t get some of it?” I said grinning at Pete who shook his head “No, that won’t be such a great idea, I’d rather have a happy Gerard then a pissed off one, you do not want to be on Gee’s bad side, so okay no dick piercing for you…. Fucking pussy” he smirked as he pushed the door open for the tattoo shop I followed behind.
“You still have to pierce somewhere, how about your lip and nose hmph? I am sure you’ll look sexy with them” he says as he made his way to the counter and rang the bell on it, I sighed and nodded saying yea sure whatever nose and lip, it’s better then what Pete is getting.

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It had passed a couple of hours, apparently the Prince Albert piercing (Dick piercing) was giving the guy some problems and then he had to work on my piercings, as I looked at the mirror at first I felt strange and then agreed with Pete that damn they did look good, I changed them immediately to a nose ring and lip ring as soon as we got home, now Pete is in agonising pain due to his piercing, that’s what you get for being a stupid little human, Pete made his way towards our room and laid on the bed whining, groaning and moaning as his hands clutched his groin. “I feeeel like dyiiing Frankiie it hurts!!!!” he whined, his eye’s closed as he brought his knees all the way up to his chest, I leant by the door and sighed “Want me to get you a frozen bag or something?” my piercings only stung then again I didn’t get them in a sensitive area “Noooo didn’t you hear him I have to literally take it out three times a day to clean it, Mikey is going to be so sexually frustrated with me when I tell him He can’t bottom for almost 4 weeks to 6 months depending on how much I take care of it”
I shrugged a bit “Well you wanted it, you got it so stop bitching now.” I sighed a bit and made my way over to his bed... you gotta love Pete though he’s crazy but he’s funny and he is the only friend In years!. Yet I never got to ask him his story…..
“Pete, I want to actually get to know you more” I said while sitting down on his bed, he looked at me and nodded, after all I keep his mind off his sore dick.
“I was wondering…how did you end up on this kind of lifestyle?” I asked he smiled and got a little more comfortable.
“Well I’ll tell my story, if you promise to tell me yours after” he says I smiled and nodded, I can trust Pete, he is so gullible sometimes it’s so cute.
“Well Frankie, I was an orphaned kid who happened to be adopted by a russian family who lived in Russia and had a son that was a couple of years older than me, well as we grew up we were so close, he used to tellme everything and I would do, when I’ve hit puberty I was pretty horny ass teenager I mean look at me I’m still horny just like a fifth teen year old is imagine back then” he chuckled a bit still looking at me he doesn’t seem sad about it I think he had become immune to the hurt of past since his life is perfect now. “Well long story short me and him both experimented our sexuality with eachother, oh and not to forget to mention he was actually quiet a trouble maker in the family, he used drugs, sold them and even had a drinking problem, but being the kid I was I fell in love with him, yet I was scared he was my step brother sorta, so we decided to hit off, we started dating nobody knew about it thought not even his mother It was a secret between me and him, When I turned nineteen he asked me out on a special date he said, all I remember is being at bar drinking and then that’s it, all I know after I woke up I was tied to something, I thought that maybe he was trying to get kinky but I was so wrong, I found myself in a warehouse, naked chained up to a chain that was hooked on the wall, the first thing I felt was the pain from ass, going up my spine and my body, I could feel something stretching my insides I tried to look and see what it was but all I saw was a golden rod, as time passed by it was getting very uncomfortable in me. I don’t know how long I had been in there, all I know is when he returned he brought some friends with him they were all laughing while he explained what happened, he had drugged me slipped some roofies into my drink and when I was drugged up he has let all his friends take advantage of me one by one, he called me a whore a slut, after his friends left I asked him why he was doing this, he said that he never loved me he saw me as a slut, then he came behind me and started to twist the rod and I could feel my insides being stretched it hurts like hell, I managed to ask what that was and all he answered was the pear of anguish apparently when I researched it was a torturing device in the 1600 how he got it beats me. All I know is I passed out from the amount of pain I was having, but before I completely faded I remember a huge chaos and a man with long hair, walking towards me. And then I woke up at Zaid’s” he said, damn that’s fucked up, he seemed sad for a while and then smiled “Hey I’m here though my life is perfect I’ve Met Gee, Mikey and you!” he grinned “So tell me Frankie what’s your story” he asked…. I started telling him about me, how it all started remembering always sends a shiver down my spine so I warned him before that if I cry I wouldn’t mean too, but everything is so fresh…. I can’t seem to let it go. I cannot let It go cause the man that ruined me had re appeared in my life only a week ago. Although I like Gerard I don’t want him to be in some shit because of me! And yet I still have a lot to get to know about him and how he found out about m- … it finally hit me… the conversation!
Well, yes Zaid I am and I hope no one came for him before me, you know how long I had been looking for him?, I couldn’t forget his face when I first saw him 6 years ago in that market.”
The first market place I was! Now it all makes sense…… his eyes I knew his eyes from somewhere, his hair was jet black! I remember it all now, how always approached me and scanned me, he even used to talk to me when no one was around, but his voice is different now I think his age made his voice change, he used to tell me how he would take care of me and that everything is going to be normal only difference is that we were like a couple. Jesus Christ! I remember wishing he would’ve bought me…but he was short on finance.. Oh fuck…. I can’t wait till he comes back and just tell him everything.!

Notes

this is the Pear of Anguish :) it's a torturing device used in the 1600's, it was used on Women who were a prostitutes, Men who where homosexuals and Liars. People who lied would usually get it in their mouths as a punishment as for prostitutes in their vaginas and homosexuals.....you can guess