Leo

L eo knew that agreeing to come out in two months was pushing his agenda, but how could he resist Ross? The short answer was that he couldn't. He was tired of denying his feelings for Ross. Hell, he was tired of pretending not to like men at all. He had been living a lie now for so many years, that he was ready to come out of the darkness and join Ross in the sunlight. The question was—would he actually be able to do it?

He pulled Ross down the long hallway to the back rooms that he vaguely remembered from his father's description of the place. He hoped that sooner or later, Ross would want to play in the main room, but doing so now would only go against his own rule of them not telling anyone about the two of them.

"You still with me?" Ross asked.

"I am," agreed. "Are you still with me?" asked.

Ross pulled him back against his body, backing him to the wall. "I'm definitely with you, babe," he breathed. Ross kissed him and wasn't sure if they were actually going to make it to one of the back bedrooms or if they were going to start stripping in the hallway.

"You are so impatient," Ross breathed, breaking their kiss. "I can almost read your dirty mind."

"You cannot," insisted.

Ross kissed his way down 's neck, and he felt about ready to swallow his tongue. "Sure, I can," Ross teased. "You're thinking that we might not make it to the bedroom if we keep this up." Ross reached down and cupped 's erection and he couldn't help but his out his breath. He knew that he sounded needy, but the truth was, he was needy.

"How did you read my fucking mind?" breathed. Ross's skilled hand was still rubbing him through his pants and if he kept it up, was going to come before even getting them off.

"Because I'm having the same thoughts," Ross admitted. "I need to fuck you more than I've ever needed any other man. Tell me that you feel the same way about me," Ross begged.

"I feel the same way, Ross," whispered. "In here," he said, nodding to the door to their left. It was the first room that they had found, and it certainly fit the bill. It had a giant king-sized bed, complete with restraints that knew Ross would want to use. Ross was always bossy, and he seemed to like being in charge, and was sure that extended to the bedroom. Honestly, the thought of Ross telling him what to do turned him inside out with need.

"The handcuffs on the bed's head and footboards are a nice touch," Ross breathed.

"I don't know," drawled, "I kind of like the idea of you handcuffing me to the bed."

"Now, that sounds like a good plan," Ross agreed. Ross backed up to the bed, pushing him down onto the mattress. He liked sex a bit rough, and he was sure that Ross wasn't going to disappoint him.

"Strip and get onto the bed," Ross ordered. couldn't help his shy smile as Ross watched him follow his order. He stood from the bed and pulled his jacket off, followed by his dress shirt. loved the way Ross's eyes seemed to follow his every movement.

"Faster," Ross growled, "stop teasing me."

"So bossy," taunted. He unzipped his pants and let them fall to the floor, tugging off his shoes, socks, and finally, his boxers. Ross's erection was tenting his slacks and was hoping that he'd be getting naked too. He wanted to touch him more than he wanted his next breath.

"Up on the bed," Ross growled. could tell that he was on edge and that both turned him on and scared him out of his mind. Ross was always so much fun that seeing him dark and edgy was troubling.

"Will you be getting naked?" asked.

"Later," Ross said, as he pushed him back onto the mattress again. Ross made fast work of handcuffing 's wrists to the headboard, and his ankles to the footboard. He was secured and completely at Ross's mercy. was so turned on that he thought for sure that he'd lose his load before Ross even laid a finger on him.

"Have you ever done this before?" Ross asked. He stood back and looked over and all he wanted to do was beg him to touch him.

"Been handcuffed to a bed or have sex?" asked.

Ross's laugh rang out through the small room. "I guess I should have been clearer. Have you ever had sex with a man before?" he asked. That wasn't something that he had ever talked about to another human being, but telling Ross felt right.

"I have," whispered. "I've been with three men, but they were all a secret."

"What happened with them?" Ross asked.

"It was just sex, really. We'd hook up a few times and then, I broke things off with them before my family could find out."

"That's convenient," Ross said.

"What do you mean by that?" asked.

"I only meant that you broke up with them before either of you developed feelings," Ross said. "It was just sex, and well, that's convenient."

tried to shrug, tugging at his restraints and hissing out his breath. "That hurts," grumbled.

"Well, stay still," Ross taunted. The way that he stood over him, wearing that sexy smirk that always turned inside out with need, was enough to put at ease.

Ross started slowly stripping, teasing as he had just done to Ross, and he suddenly regretted his little game.

"Tease," breathed as he watched Ross finish stripping, and when he slid out of his pants and realized that he wasn't wearing any underwear, he hissed out his breath. He tossed his clothing to the corner of the room and turned back to , stroking his cock, giving him quite a show.

strained at the restraints, trying to get to Ross. He wanted to touch him. God, he wanted to taste him. "I like the way that you're looking at me, babe," Ross said. His voice sounded strained, and could tell that he was just as on edge as he felt. "You're sexy as fuck, Ross," breathed. "I need you, please." He wasn't above begging Ross to touch him. would beg him all night long if that's what Ross wanted him to do.

"Open," Ross ordered. did as he was asked and loved the way Ross took what he needed from him. He slid to the back of 's throat, causing him to gag a little and Ross moaned. He seemed to like pushing to his limits.

"You're sexy as fuck too, babe," Ross hissed. He slid in and out of 's willing mouth and when he was about to come, he tried to pull out of 's mouth but that wasn't what he wanted. sucked Ross to the back of his throat again, silently letting him know that he was good with him coming down his throat.

Ross shouted 's name as he finished and when he popped free from 's lips, he knelt on the side of the bed, sucking into his hot mouth. God, it felt like heaven to have Ross's lips around his cock. It was something that he had dreamed of most of his life and now, he was finally getting what he wished for.

"God, that feels good," breathed. He tugged against his restraints, trying to take control of the blow job. He hissed out his breath when he realized he was still bound to the bed and completely at Ross's mercy.

Ross let 's cock pop free from his mouth and smiled up at him. "Hold still, babe," he chided. "I've got you." knew that Ross would make good on his promise, but he felt impatient and needy. Still, he nodded his agreement and Ross went back to work, sucking 's erection back into his mouth.

Ross worked 's cock in and out of his skilled mouth and all could do was lay back and enjoy the ride. Ross swirled his tongue around 's dick, and he knew that he wasn't going to last long. He wanted his release so badly that he could almost taste it.

"I'm going to come," he shouted, his voice hoarse with need. Ross sucked him to the back of his throat, doing exactly what had done to him just moments ago and couldn't stop himself from cumming down Ross's throat in hot spurts.

Ross licked 's cock clean and smiled up at him again when he finished. "You taste good, babe," he praised.

"You did too," whispered. He was spent and ready to sleep. He suddenly worried that Ross wouldn't want to stay the night with him, and that thought made him both panicked and sad at the same time.

"What's that look for?" Ross asked.

"Um, what look?" asked, trying to playthings cool.

", I've known you my whole life. When you get that look on your face, I know that you're over thinking things. Tell me what's going on in that beautiful head of yours," Ross ordered. He was right—they had known each other their whole lives and there was no way that he'd be able to lie to Ross. He was one of 's best friends.

"I was just wondering if you'd spend the night or if you want to leave?" he admitted.

Ross quickly undid 's bindings and crawled into bed with him, pulling him into his body. "I don't want to leave, ," Ross whispered. "I'm staying right here with you." wasn't sure why, but Ross making that promise to him made him feel safe and even loved—for the first time in his life.

woke up and turned to find Ross cuddled in behind him. He had never woken up with anyone in his life, and finding Ross still in the bed that they shared gave him butterflies. He felt almost giddy that Ross had stuck around all night with him, as he had promised, and woken with him the next morning.

"Morning," Ross drawled, "I've been waiting for you to wake up."

"You have?" asked, suddenly feeling very shy. After what they had shared last night, there was no reason for to feel shy around Ross at all.

"I think that you look too comfortable," Ross teased. He ran his hand down to 's morning wood and stroked it. "Maybe I should handcuff you to the bed again—this time with you face down so that I have access to your delicious ass." nearly lost himself when Ross talked to him that way. He loved every dirty promise that Ross whispered to him last night and damn if he didn't keep every promise he made.

"I think that is a very good idea," agreed. Ross stood from the bed as flipped over to his stomach, following Ross's every order. He made quick work of handcuffing to the bed and when Ross ran his fingers down the seam of 's ass, he couldn't help his groan.

"I'm going to fuck your ass, ," Ross whispered into his ear. "Tell me that you want me to do that to you."

He had no qualms about telling Ross exactly what he wanted him to do to him. "I want you to fuck my ass, Ross," admitted. His body tensed as he felt the bed dip with Ross's weight, and he couldn't wait for him to do everything he planned with .

Ross started kissing his way down 's back when the door opened wide, startling them both. Ross cursed and jumped up, pulling a sheet around his waist as tugged at his restraints. He looked up from the bed to find his mother standing over him. "Shit, Ma," he growled, tugging against his restraints again, trying to free himself. "Fuck, Ross," he hissed, "release me."

"Oh, don't get so upset, ," his mother said. She put her purse on the table next to the door and took her time to take off her jacket as if she planned on staying for a while. "I've seen your bare ass before," she chided. He was lying face down on the bed, spread eagle and bound to the four-poster bed by handcuffs, and damn if Ross hadn't made sure that they were tight enough to keep him in place. He was trapped and his mother didn't look as though she was going anywhere any time soon. She sat down next to the bed, staring him down.

"How did you find me, Mom?" asked.

She laughed and shook her head at him, just as she used to do when he was a little boy. "I've known about this place since both of your fathers purchased it. Hell, they thought that I had no clue that they were both here, fooling around all the time with other women, but I did. I just didn't care. I called over to Ross's office and his secretary was kind enough to tell me that you two were coming over here to check out the club. I figured that you finally gave into your feelings for each other and well, I took a chance that you'd still be here."

"Tell me why you are here, Mother," demanded. Ross sat down next to him, wearing a pair of jeans. He tossed a sheet over 's ass, and thanked the universe for small favors. "You look too at ease for my own comfort levels. Shouldn't you be more upset about finding me handcuffed to a bed by Ross?"

"Oh, you've always been a prude, son," she chided. "I've known about you being gay for quite some time now. I mean, I am your mother, and you are my only child. I've had plenty of time to get to know you, . I've always thought that you and Ross would be good together, but saying so would only have driven you further into the closet."

Ross barked out his laugh and shot him a look. "Shut the fuck up," growled.

"Well, she's right," Ross said, agreeing with 's overly smug mother.

"Why are you here, mother?" he asked again.

"I'm here to tell you that your father is missing," she simply said.

struggled with the bonds again, trying to sit up, but failing. "Missing," repeated. "For fucks sake, Ross, let me free," he shouted. Ross chuckled again and quickly uncuffed him, easily releasing his hands and legs. rolled over, tugging the sheet that Ross had just used, to cover himself.

"Your father is missing," his mother said again as if starting over.

"Yes, you've said that. How long has he been missing?" asked.

"Since last night," she said. "You didn't report in after you met with Ross and he was worried, so he took off looking for you. He didn't come home and now, I'm afraid that he's—"

"Missing," filled in for her.

"You have no idea where Tony is, Caroline?" Ross asked.

His mother shook her head. "No, and you don't call me your aunt anymore?" she asked.

"Given what and I just did all night, calling you my aunt wouldn't be right. Plus, we aren't really related," Ross reminded. It was a fact that was grateful for, but the last thing he wanted to do was talk about his and Ross's sex lives.

"As I've said, he went out looking for , believing that he ran into trouble, and never came home last night," his mom said.

"Do any of his men know where he is?" asked.

"No," she almost whispered. "I went into the office and asked around, but no one could seem to give me a straight answer. All I got was that he left last night, with two of his guys, and no one has seen him since then."

"Shit," growled. He knew that what his father did wasn't exactly a safe business, but his father knew the importance of checking in with the family for safety reasons.

"Give us a few minutes to shower and get dressed, Caroline. We'll go out to look for him and report back. In the meantime, you should go home and if you hear anything, call 's cell," Ross ordered. had almost forgotten how bossy Ross was—well, until last night. He was fine with letting Ross take the lead on finding his father because had no idea where to even begin to look for him.

"Please, just find him," Caroline begged.

"We'll do our best, Mom," assured. Maybe he was making promises that he wouldn't be able to keep, but he had no other choice. For his mother's sake and his own, he needed to find his dad and make good on his promise. The last thing he wanted was to become the head of his family and without his father, that's exactly what would happen.