Fandom:	Houston Knights
Series:	Heat
Rating:	NC17 Warning: Bondage
Pairing:	Joe/Levon
Archive:	Starwinder's
Title:	Heat 7: Part 1 Friday Night
Author:	Starwinder
e-mail:	starwinder2of7@gmail.com
Standard Disclaimer: Houston Knights belongs to Jay Bernstein and Michael Butler and Columbia Pictures. No copyright infringement is intended. This is fan fiction, written out of love for the shows. I am making no money off this. I have no money so please don't sue me. Any original characters who may appear in these stories are the property of the author.

Author's Note: This story includes bondage scenes. In it Joe is left alone and bound. This is fiction. In real life a person should NEVER be left alone while bound.

Heat 7: Long Weekend
Part One: Friday Night
By Starwinder

Lundy parked the Jimmy under the shade tree in his front yard and turned to regard his partner. "You okay?" he asked softly.

"I will be." He paused then went on, "I just feel like a fool. How could I have been such an idiot? A woman like that ... . You were right about her." He shook his head, his expression miserable.

Lundy reached over and caressed his cheek "Forget about her." He leaned closer and said softly. "I got you a present." His voice had gone husky.

Joe looked up at him, his heart beginning to beat faster. He and Lundy hadn't 'played' in a couple of weeks. They'd been too busy on the job, too busy fighting about the job. Maybe that was why he'd been so easily taken in by Callie Barton. He'd wanted to be with Lundy, wanted to 'play the game' with him, be his lover ... and his slave. Maybe he'd hoped Lundy would be angry enough, jealous enough about her to make the time to be with him, to punish him ... to subjugate him. "What is it?"

Lundy chuckled, leaning in to claim his mouth. "It's inside." His hand dropped down to give Joe's cock a rough caress. His crudeness told Joe what to expect from ensuing events.

LaFiamma spread his thighs, wantonly inviting the groping hand to continue mauling him.

Lundy accepted the invitation. Quickly unbuckling Joe's belt and unfastening his pants he ran his hand inside them to fondle the rapidly hardening cock, to roll and pinch the tightening balls, eliciting a heated moan from Joe.

Lundy pulled back. "Take'm off." He ordered.

When Joe arched up off the seat to push the pants down over his hips, Levon slid a hand under him, found his crack and the crinkled entrance in it. He drove his middle finger up into Joe's body, wiggled it around, stroking the prostrate gland.

Joe groaned as he lowered himself back into the seat, sitting on the hand trapping the probing finger inside himself. His cock was so hard now that it slapped against his belly. He reached for it but Lundy slapped his hand away.

"Huh-Uh! Put your hands behind your back."

LaFiamma obeyed.

Lundy shifted to look at him. He was a lovely sight, naked from the waist down, his hands behind his back, his cock leaking pre cum on his belly, his balls pulled up tight between his wide spread thighs, sitting on Levon's hand with the finger buried inside him.

Lundy wiggled the finger experimentally. The response was gratifying.

LaFiamma moaned and trembled visibly. His cock jerked, slapping against his belly, smearing droplets of pre cum.

Lundy reached back between the shamelessly spread thighs, to pinch and tug on the balls.

His wanton partner sobbed, arching up following the pull on his genitals.

Levon took the opportunity to force a second finger in beside the one already buried in Joe's rectum.

LaFiamma bounced back down on the seat, impaling himself completely on the two fingers. He twisted his ass, grinding it into the seat, onto Lundy's fingers then bounced back up responding to the pull of Lundy's hand on his balls and the fingers buried in his ass.

Lundy let him screw himself on the fingers for half a dozen strokes then when he raised up again, Lundy yanked his fingers out and simultaneously released his grip on Joe's balls. Sitting back away from him, he broke all physical contact.

Joe literally screamed. "Noooooooo! No! No! No!" He pulled his hands out from behind his back and reached for Lundy.

Lundy grabbed his throat, shoving him back against the seat. "Put your hands back! Put'm back now! Or I will take you home right now! You do as you're told. Else the game's over."

Sobbing, LaFiamma obeyed.

Lundy loosened the grip on his throat but still held him by it. He reached over with the other hand, and stoked his partner's hair, soothing him. He waited until the other man calmed a bit, then released the throat hold completely. Leaning in he kissed the tear stained cheek, trailed soft kisses around to the ear. "Everything's gonna be all right, Boy. Don't be so impatient. We got all weekend. Three whole days and four nights." He pulled back again. Time to move the action inside. "Take the rest of your clothes off." He ordered as he turned and got out of the Jimmy.

He headed for the steps, crossing the porch he unlocked the door and pushed it open, reaching in to turn off the porch light. He looked back at the Jimmy and nodded. It was dark enough and LaFiamma was completely naked now.

"Come here, Boy." His voice was heavy with arousal.

For a moment LaFiamma remained where he was, looking at him, gauging the distance from the Jimmy to the porch, the distance he would have to cross, naked if he wanted to continue the game. Then he pushed open the truck door and stepped out, walking quickly toward the porch, head high and proud.

Lundy watched him. [Lord, the man is so beautiful!] He stepped aside and motioned for Joe to precede him into the house.

When they were both inside and the door closed, Lundy turned on the light, then went to sit on the couch. He motioned Joe over then said, "Kneel there." He pointed to the side of the coffee table opposite the couch.

There was a row of gaily-wrapped presents sitting on the table. He picked up a small one and handed it to Joe. "Unwrap it. I think you can figure out what to do with it then.'

Joe obeyed. Inside the box was a set of gold plated nipple clips with a chain linking them. He lifted them from the box. Blushing slightly he tweaked his nipples to harden them then carefully fastened the clips to them.

Lundy handed him the next box. "Make sure I have a good view." He instructed.

Joe unwrapped and opened the box. He lifted out a large, bright pink butt plug and a small bottle of lube. The plug was big enough that he'd need the lube. He swallowed hard then opened the bottle and thoroughly lubricated the plug. Rising, he turned his back toward Lundy, spreading his ass cheeks he pressed the plug against his anus and started to work it in. It took a little time to get it in and he was blushing furiously when he returned to his kneeling position before the table.

Lundy thought he looked absolutely gorgeous. He licked his lips as he handed Joe the last present.

It was a cock and balls restraint set. Joe turned it over in his hands a minute, figuring out how it went then rose and spread his legs to give Levon a good look as he put it on. He fastened the leather straps that went around his balls then the ones that encased his cock. Finally he fastened the straps that went around his thigh, to hold his cock pointing downward and keep it from standing up against his belly. The restraint included a cock ring, so that with it in place he would not be able to climax until it was removed.

Lundy came and slipped his arms around him from behind. "Now, you're dressed to party, Boy." He ran his hands across Joe's chest brushing across the pinched nipples, tugging the chain between them, then letting his hands roam down to caress the leather sheathed cock, finally slipping one hand around to grasp the base of the butt plug and give it a small in-out jerk.

He kissed the back of his newly adorned slave's neck and turning him began to walk him toward the bedroom.

In the bedroom he stood his slave at the foot of the iron bedstead, turning him to face the door and pushing him to his knees.

Joe waited patiently as Lundy stepped to the bedside table and brought out two pairs of handcuffs.

Returning to him, Levon fastened one cuff to Joe's right wrist and the other end of the pair to the bottom rail of the bedstead on that side. He repeated the action on the other side so that Joe was kneeling on the floor at the foot of the bed, facing the door, his arms stretched from one side of the bed to the other.

Lundy squatted in front of him. He caressed Joe's face. "What's the safe word for stop?" He asked

"Red."

"And for I don't like this?"

"Yellow."

"Good. Now you be patient, Boy. I'll be back in a bit to play with you." He leaned in and kissed his precious love toy, caressing the beautiful face, running his fingers through the silken hair. So beautiful, so compliant and his. All his.

His cock was fully aroused, hard and throbbing in his jeans as he rose and went out, closing the door behind him. It was going to be a wonderful weekend. He didnít have to spend every minute of it with his lover in order to spend every minute of it with his lover. Just knowing that Joe was there, waiting for him, kneeling naked and bound on his bedroom floor was enough to infuse every moment of the weekend with excitement, pleasure and arousal.

He went back to the Jimmy, got out the groceries and Joe's overnight bag. He tended to Fooler and did a handful of chores. His erection never faltered, his mind never far from the willing captive awaiting his pleasure in his bedroom.

He savored the memory of his lover, bending over before him, skewering himself on the butt plug that Levon had gifted him with. It had been an exquisite sight. Joe's tight pucker stretching to accommodate the fat circumference of the plug then the bright pink shaft of it sinking into him, forced home by Joe's own hand. To Lundy it had been more exciting to watch Joe impale himself on it than it would have been to force the instrument into his lover with his own hand.

His cock throbbed. Time to get some relief. Time to play with his toy. He headed for the house.

He opened the door of the bedroom. Joe looked up at him with hungry eyes and licked his lips. Oh, yeah. A blowjob would be just the thing for starters.

He unbuckled his belt and laid it aside but didn't unfasten the button or unzip his jeans. Let Joe figure out how to get to what he was hungry for.

He stepped up close to Joe and let him bury his face against his crotch.

Joe kissed his cock through the fabric. Nipped at it. Sucked at it, wetting the jeans. He twisted his head rubbing his face against the cock. Moaning softly he reached up and caught the zipper between his teeth, tugging it down. That was the easy part.

The button was harder. He tugged on the side of the waistband with the buttonhole. It didn't give. He growled in frustration. He tugged again then sat back a moment thinking. When he returned to the task he went at it a bit differently. He caught the top of the waistband just above the button with his teeth and tugged upward till it cleared the button then pulled down. It was open. He grinned happily then set to getting the jeans far enough down to get to the trapped cock.

Getting impatient, Lundy pushed the jeans down and the underwear with them.

His cock sprang out and Joe dove onto it. Swallowing it to the base with a single move. Then he pulled back and began to suck just the head, his mouth was hot and hungry as he laved the cock. He licked down the shaft and kissed Levon's balls, then licked back up it, kissing and nipping along the way. He took the head back into his mouth.

With a groan Lundy lunged forward forcing the full length down Joe's throat and began to fuck his face.

Joe accepted the thrusting without any attempt to escape. Somehow he expanded his throat to receive the bulk of the cock, letting it run in and out with ease. He slurped loudly whenever the cock was withdrawn far enough to allow him to suck on it.

Levon felt his cock expand, knew he was coming. He pulled back, withdrawing from Joe's mouth, ignoring the cry of loss that Joe uttered. He aimed the cock at Joe's face and let go. He kept it aimed there till the last spurt died away then dropped down to kneel facing his lover.

He leaned forward, licking a glob of cum off Joe's face. He transported it on his tongue to Joe's mouth where he thrust his tongue inside. Joe sucked the cum off it. Taking Joe's face in his hands he repeated the action, licking and feeding until Joe's face was clean and he had fed him every drop of the cream.

Then he kissed his love. Suddenly starving for the taste of him, he moved forward to straddle Joe's thighs, sitting on them, holding Joe's face in his hands, thrusting his tongue as deeply into Joe's mouth as he could, sucking Joe's tongue into his mouth. Moaning with desire he wrapped his legs around Joe's waist, wrapped his arms around Joe's neck, and tangled his hands in Joe's hair. His cock was hard between them, as rampart as if he hadn't just cum. He began to rub it against Joe as he tried his best to climb inside him. In just seconds he came again, splattering Joe's belly.

He unwound himself from around Joe and knelt before him. He caught his lover's hips and pulled him forward and then upward so that Joe was arched like a bow, his arms stretched taut behind and to the sides as Levon buried his face in his stomach and began to lick and suck the cum off him.

Joe howled like a banshee. He twisted his hips and jerked them in a fucking motion as Levon devoured him. His own cock was so hard he thought he'd die but he couldn't cum, the cock ring saw to that. He humped air desperately almost dislodging his lover in his futile attempt to reach climax.

He was crying by the time that Levon once again kissed him and withdrew from the room.

Lundy's legs were shaking when he left the room. Two intense climaxes, one right after the other had wrung him out. He leaned back against the door and slid down to sit on the floor. He could hear Joe weeping and begging almost incoherently. Begging him not to go, begging to be fucked, begging to be allowed to come. The begging deteriorated into cursing. Cursing him for leaving, cursing him for not fucking him, and cursing him for not letting him come.

Still shaky, Lundy started to get up. He'd fix some supper. Eat. Feed Joe. They both needed food. He slid back down the door. [Maybe in a few minutes.] He leaned back against the door and took a couple of deep breaths. Joe was calming down, had quit begging and cursing. The only sounds now were occasional sobs.

It was several more minutes before he made it to his feet. He stood up and straightened his clothes. Going into the kitchen he began to fix supper. After he'd eaten, he fixed Joe a plate, and got him out a bottle of his water from the fridge.

Joe looked up when he came into the room.

He sat down cross-legged on the floor in front of Joe. He'd put a straw in the water bottle, now he held it for Joe to drink. When Joe drew back, releasing the straw he sat the bottle down and occupied himself for a few moments by stroking Joe's face leaning in to place an occasional kiss on a cheek or brow.

Joe leaned into the caressing. Accepting whatever Levon wanted, waiting without any sign of impatience for his food.

Levon picked up a cube of cheese from the plate and slipped it between his lips. Leaning forward he pressed his lips to Joe's and when Joe parted his lips, he pushed the cheese into his mouth. Accepting the cheese, Joe chewed it slowly while Levon continued to kiss and lick his face.

Next came a slice of apple, again Levon took it between his lips and passed it to Joe. Again he lingered, kissing and licking and nibbling at his lover's face, ears and neck as Joe chewed and swallowed. He repeated the action with every piece of food on the plate.

It took a long time for him to feed Joe. By the time he was through Joe's skin was so sensitive from the attention that he would tremble if Levon merely blew across his face or neck.

When the plate was finally empty, he indulged in one last long lingering kiss before rising to return the dishes to the kitchen and wash them up.

He looked at the clock. Not even midnight, yet, but Joe'd been on the floor for close to two hours. Time to move him, give him some room to stretch and move around a little. Wouldn't do to let him get too stiff and stove up from being kept in one position too long. Besides, that lovely ass deserved some attention.

He went back to the bedroom. This time Joe didn't look up, an indicator that he was getting tired or stiff from the position.

When Levon unfastened the handcuffs from his wrists, he began to rub them.

Levon reached out and took one of them, looking at the marks that the handcuffs had left. He kissed it gently. Then took the other hand and kissed that wrist too. He drew Joe up to his feet, kissed the soft lips then drew back slightly, his hands gently stroking Joe's back, soothing the tensed muscles. "I want you to walk around, stretch a bit, get the kinks out. I don't want you getting cramps when I tie you back down. You can take the plug out to use the bathroom if you need to, but put it back. Leave the cock restraint off." He caressed Joe's face. "I'm gonna make you come so hard you faint." He whispered.

Joe started to say something, but Levon, laid a finger to his lips. "Shhhhh. Don't talk."

He got a nod in reply then Joe turned and headed for the bathroom.

When Joe returned Levon had gotten out four pieces of rope and four small towels. He instructed Joe to lie on the bed, face down. He carefully wrapped one of the towels around Joe's left wrist to pad it, to keep the rope form marking it, then tied the wrist to the headboard on that side. He repeated the action with the other wrist then tied the ankles to the footboard in the same manner.

He stepped back to survey his handiwork. His partner was stretched spread eagle on the bed, his perfect form pulled taut by the ropes. Deciding that he wanted the lovely round globes of Joe's ass to be more prominently displayed, Levon took the pillows and placed them under Joe's hips, raising him so that the lovely buttocks jutted upward. Stepping back again he nodded, [Perfect.]

He watched as Joe arched slightly trying the ropes, pulling them taut and shifting to get more comfortable. He twisted and slipped down so that his cock was free of the pillow, hanging down where Levon could see it ... and the fact that, as Joe tugged at the restraints, it grew harder indicating that he liked being bound. Joe moaned softly and his hips rose, pushing back and up.

Lundy moved closer, bending one knee to sit on the bed at Joe's side, he reached out and caressed the prominently displayed asscheeks.

Joe moaned again, louder and pushed back to meet the fondling hand.

Lundy smiled, "Like that, huh?" He lifted his hand and brought it down on Joe's right buttock, a quick, hard slap.

Joe gasped and trembled. His ass rose following the hand as it retreated, "Oh, God! Yes! Spank me! Punish me!" He gasped.

"You've been a bad boy, haven't you?" Levon demanded. "Tell me what you did! Confess!"

Joe sobbed then the words came out in a rush. "I cheated on you! I was unfaithful. I had sex with her ... with Callie. I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! I can't forgive myself. Punish me. Please, punish me! I have to be punished. I'm so sorry!" He was crying openly now.

Lundy hesitated. He had known that Joe felt guilty about having had sex with Callie but he hadn't known the depth of that guilt. Now he was uncertain whether to do as Joe asked or not. He didn't want to hurt Joe, he'd always been more into the bondage part of bondage and discipline than the discipline part, but ... on the other hand Joe was Catholic and Catholics believed in confession followed by penance and absolution. Joe had confessed. In order for him to forgive himself for betraying Levon he needed to be punished and thereby absolved of his guilt.

After a moment of thought Lundy stood up. Taking off his belt he removed the buckle and laid it aside. He absolutely didnít want to risk accidentally hitting Joe with the buckle. Stepping back to the side of the bed he raised the belt and after a second's hesitation brought it down firmly but not too hard on Joe's raised buttocks.

Joe cried out but arched his ass up, silently pleading for more.

Levon swallowed hard and brought the belt down again, a little harder but being careful not to strike in the same place. There were now two clearly defined red welts raised on the quivering buttocks.

Joe sobbed softly, straining against the ropes to raise his buttocks even higher and give Lundy a better target. "Yes!" he hissed through clenched teeth. "Oh! Yes!"

Lundy could barely believe that Joe actually liked this but the evidence was right in front of him. As Joe arched higher, his cock was clearly visible to Levon. The formerly semi-erect organ was now fully aroused and starting to leak pre-cum.

Rising the belt again Lundy dealt his lover three more blows in rapid succession.

Joe cried out again, his hips bouncing on the pillows as he rubbed his swollen cock against them. Moaning he begged, "Fuck me! Oh God! Lundy! Please Fuck me!"

Lundy let the belt fall to the floor and quickly opened his jeans. Crawling onto the bed he grabbed Joe's asscheeks, eliciting a whimper of pain from his lover as his fingers dug into the welts. Yanking the butt plug out of Joe's rear passage he tossed it aside and replaced it with his cock, driving the full length of it home into the stretched and lubricated passage with a single thrust.

That was all that it took to bring Joe off. The instant that Levon's cock hit bottom in him, he howled and started to come. He bucked and writhed, straining against his bonds, in an effort to get even more of the cock into himself.

Lundy leaned over him, wrapping his arms around the incoherent man's waist, hanging on for dear life to keep from being bucked off. It didn't take long for Joe's wild bucking to bring Levon to climax as well. The cowboy groaned and ground his hips into Joe's buttocks as he emptied his balls into his eager lover's body.

Joe went limp beneath him with a satisfied sigh.

Lundy slowly withdrew from him then moved around to check and make sure Joe was all right. His partner was breathing softly, regularly. He raised one eyelid and looked at Joe's eye. He'd simply fainted. Lundy grinned, remembering his promise to make his lover come so hard that he fainted. This wasn't exactly what he'd had in mind but it had done the trick.

He carefully untied Joe and rolled him on his side, taking the pillows from under his hips and placing one under his head. When he was sure his lover was okay, he went into the bathroom to clean up. He returned a bit later with a warm washcloth to clean Joe up.

LaFiamma was awake now and turned to smile dreamily at him as he sat down on the side of the bed.

"Roll over, Baby. Let me clean you up." Levon said gently.

Joe obeyed.

As Levon washed Joe off he noted the large wet spot in the center of the bed where Joe had climaxed. It would be hard to sleep without either of them laying in it.

When he was finished cleaning Joe, he murmured, "Why donít we move to the guest room. I donít feel like sleeping in the wet spot or changing the bed right now."

He helped his exhausted lover up and guided him to the other bedroom, putting him to bed. A few minutes later, he slid into the bed beside Joe.

Joe snuggled close. "Forgiven?" he asked softly.

"Absolutely." Levon replied, slipping his arms around his lover and cuddling him.

With a sigh, Joe closed his eyes and was instantly asleep.

Levon lay awake a while longer, thinking back across the day. He'd really enjoyed having Joe bound and waiting for him in his room but there had been things that he hadn't really enjoyed. Whipping Joe had been one of them. He hoped that Joe wouldn't want him to repeat that. Maybe he could persuade his lover that there were other ways to be punished, ways that Levon could enjoy, too. The cock restraint had been another mistake. He much preferred being able to see Joe's reaction to what he did to him. Watching Joe's cock get hard was a definite turn-on for him. The butt plug ... oh, yeah! That was a keeper! He couldn't quite believe how hard he'd gotten watching Joe push that big pink plug up into himself. The nipple clips. Fact was he'd clean clear forgot about them, until he'd been cleaning Joe up, then he'd removed them and laid them aside. They hadn't been the turn-on he'd thought they would be.

He idly stroked his lover's hair as he thought, then bent to kiss the silky hair. [God! The man is so beautiful!] Beautiful and submissive. A lethal combination in Lundy's opinion. He loved having Joe willingly submit to him, play the slave, obeying his every command.

He had a sudden vision of himself sitting on the couch, watching a football game. Joe was sitting on the floor at his feet, naked, his head resting on Levon's thigh as Levon's hand stoked his hair. The vision went straight to his groin, making his cock start to rise. He grinned. Tomorrow was another day. He hugged Joe and settled down to sleep. He could wait.

The End

of Part One.