My Desirable Prison
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
18,335
Reviews:
141
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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My Desirable Prison
Disclaimer: This is an original story. All the characters are mine! Mine I tell you. If you want to use them or post them somewhere else please contact me first.
Dannigurl: This story is about a confused business tycoon (Aidan) who has everything he could want but has no idea what it is that he exactly wants. Due to circumstances, he has chosen to take it upon himself to teach a “troubled” teen (Jesse) the consequences of robbing the house of a billionaire and getting caught. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 1:
“Shit, I can’t see two feet in front of me! Tell me again why we didn’t bring flashlights?” a slightly high pitched male voice asked. His partner sighed softly before answering the same question he had heard just minutes before.
“We have flashlights but we can’t use them yet. And before you ask, we can’t use them until we’re inside. The light would be too noticeable besides we got light enough out here. Now be quiet and just follow me.”
Jesse shook his head and continued to make his way across the huge lawn to the even larger mansion. Rumor had it that the mansion held enormous treasure, untold wealth, even forks that valued at fifteen hundred each. Jesse didn’t care what he got, he just had to get something. He had cased the place for a month straight. Getting the schedule for the entire household. The time the maids left, the time the animals that looked a lot like Pit-bulls and Rots were released, the time when the pool boy and the gardener fucked like rabbits under the big oak tree when they thought no one was looking. He knew everything and he was determined to make this heist a success.
He had his work cut out for him though. He had needed a partner, someone who knew what to do if a difficult situation came up. Someone who had a quick mind, a smooth talker and someone with skill in the burglary business. Instead he had been stuck with the dumb fuck who was whistling “Mary had a little Lamb” behind him. Jimbo was all brawn and no brains. But no matter, Jesse had everything worked out. They would be in and out in a matter of minutes. He had given Jimbo specific instructions. Look for shiny things and put it in the bag. That shouldn’t be a problem right?
Jesse glanced at his watch, reading 9 pm which according to his surveillance meant that the lights would go off in 3…2…1. A grin of satisfaction lit Jesse’s face as all the lights in the mansion were turned off. “Right on time.” He murmured to himself, since talking to Jimbo was like talking to jello. If you’re lucky and looking close enough you might see a little jiggle. If he was correct and he was sure he was, he and Jimbo had a total of ten minutes to get into the cellar through a hatch that he had found earlier.
He pressed his finger to his lips signaling silence was needed and motioned Jimbo to follow him. They ran silently to the hatch where Jesse picked the lock and Jimbo pulled open the doors and they climbed inside. Jesse turned on his flashlight and Jimbo did the same. They carefully meandered between barrels and barrels of wine until they reached the stairs. Consulting with his watch, Jesse knew that they had to wait a minute before the pool boy and the gardener left for their late night tryst. Not surprisingly the sound of feet trying to move silently passed by the cellar door at the time that Jesse had calculated.
Jesse carefully opened the cellar door and he and Jimbo made their way to the main floor of the mansion. Without a word they split up, each deciding which way they thought lead to the valuable stuff. Jesse headed upstairs to the bedrooms. He knew the house belonged to a billionaire whose name was escaping him. Surely the man kept his valuables close to him.
Jesse opened the first door, which led to a beautiful room. Better than any that he had seen in those magazines. It was obviously male but had a hint of femininity. It was do in rich mahogany and royal blue. The bed frame was made of the rich wood and the sheets and curtains were of royal blue silk. “Jackpot.” Jesse said as he ran his fingers against the smooth wood of the bed.
Scanning the room quickly, Jesse headed towards a mahogany dressing table. There he found several pairs of watches, all covered with what appeared to be diamonds, diamond and emerald cufflinks, a white gold chain with a cross made of rubies and then perhaps the most valuable item yet, the sapphire ‘T’ ring. “Holy mother of fuck! I can’t believe my luck. With this I won’t have to steal for months!”
Jesse could hardly contain his excitement as he held the ring almost reverently. It was truly an ugly ring but that really didn’t matter to him. That ring was approximately at $39, 000 and it was all his. /Whoever owns this house is incredibly stupid to just leave this laying around in the open like this. Heh, my gain./ Spying a jewelry box nearby, Jesse opened it an emptied its contents. He figured he had enough to haul a cool $50, 000, not bad considering it was one. Besides Jimbo would deal with any appliances they could carry. Jessie carefully slipped the ‘T’ ring into the side of his sneaker. No one needed to know what he had found.
Glancing half heartily, Jesse decided he didn’t want to steal anything else. It might seem a bit strange to other but Jesse didn’t really like stealing. He just did it so that he could have something to eat and a place to sleep each night. Being homeless and having an 8th grade education did not offer a lot of opportunities. Sighing, as he thought of how morally wrong stealing was, Jesse turned to the window that faced the courtyard.
He could just imagine what it would be like to live there. Waking up every morning under the same roof, in the same bed with the sun streaming in through the enormous window. His eyes lowered to view the immense lawn, almost seeing himself running freely across it. He knew it was a pipe dream but it was his dream. In his peripheral vision, Jesse saw a dark figure running quickly across the lawn. Squinting, Jesse was able to recognize the loping figure as Jimbo.
“What the fuck is he doing?” Jesse muttered. When Jimbo was almost half-way across the lawn, Jesse finally heard the almost muffled sound of the alarms going off. “Oh shit!” Grabbing the bag with jewelry, Jesse ran towards the bedroom door, wrenching the door open and headed toward the stairs. He didn’t bother going the way he came but he kept running towards what he figured was the front of the house. He opened the door and with a quick glance to see if anyone was around, he started running like a bat out of hell after Jimbo. He hadn’t gone two feet before he was tackled roughly to the ground.
“I suggest you stay still if you value your life.” A voice said to him, warm breath ruffling his hair. Jesse shivered as the deep, honeyed voice flowed over him like a caress. He almost groaned in despair as he felt his dick stirring to life.
“Aww shit.” Was all Jesse could say with a mouthful of grass and a man with a sexy voice straddling him to the ground.
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END OF CHAPTER 1
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Dannigurl: That is the end of Chapter 1. This is a work in progress. I hope everyone likes it. I will post the next chapter soon. I hope you enjoy it. Please review and let me know what you think. Even flames are welcome.
Dannigurl: This story is about a confused business tycoon (Aidan) who has everything he could want but has no idea what it is that he exactly wants. Due to circumstances, he has chosen to take it upon himself to teach a “troubled” teen (Jesse) the consequences of robbing the house of a billionaire and getting caught. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter 1:
“Shit, I can’t see two feet in front of me! Tell me again why we didn’t bring flashlights?” a slightly high pitched male voice asked. His partner sighed softly before answering the same question he had heard just minutes before.
“We have flashlights but we can’t use them yet. And before you ask, we can’t use them until we’re inside. The light would be too noticeable besides we got light enough out here. Now be quiet and just follow me.”
Jesse shook his head and continued to make his way across the huge lawn to the even larger mansion. Rumor had it that the mansion held enormous treasure, untold wealth, even forks that valued at fifteen hundred each. Jesse didn’t care what he got, he just had to get something. He had cased the place for a month straight. Getting the schedule for the entire household. The time the maids left, the time the animals that looked a lot like Pit-bulls and Rots were released, the time when the pool boy and the gardener fucked like rabbits under the big oak tree when they thought no one was looking. He knew everything and he was determined to make this heist a success.
He had his work cut out for him though. He had needed a partner, someone who knew what to do if a difficult situation came up. Someone who had a quick mind, a smooth talker and someone with skill in the burglary business. Instead he had been stuck with the dumb fuck who was whistling “Mary had a little Lamb” behind him. Jimbo was all brawn and no brains. But no matter, Jesse had everything worked out. They would be in and out in a matter of minutes. He had given Jimbo specific instructions. Look for shiny things and put it in the bag. That shouldn’t be a problem right?
Jesse glanced at his watch, reading 9 pm which according to his surveillance meant that the lights would go off in 3…2…1. A grin of satisfaction lit Jesse’s face as all the lights in the mansion were turned off. “Right on time.” He murmured to himself, since talking to Jimbo was like talking to jello. If you’re lucky and looking close enough you might see a little jiggle. If he was correct and he was sure he was, he and Jimbo had a total of ten minutes to get into the cellar through a hatch that he had found earlier.
He pressed his finger to his lips signaling silence was needed and motioned Jimbo to follow him. They ran silently to the hatch where Jesse picked the lock and Jimbo pulled open the doors and they climbed inside. Jesse turned on his flashlight and Jimbo did the same. They carefully meandered between barrels and barrels of wine until they reached the stairs. Consulting with his watch, Jesse knew that they had to wait a minute before the pool boy and the gardener left for their late night tryst. Not surprisingly the sound of feet trying to move silently passed by the cellar door at the time that Jesse had calculated.
Jesse carefully opened the cellar door and he and Jimbo made their way to the main floor of the mansion. Without a word they split up, each deciding which way they thought lead to the valuable stuff. Jesse headed upstairs to the bedrooms. He knew the house belonged to a billionaire whose name was escaping him. Surely the man kept his valuables close to him.
Jesse opened the first door, which led to a beautiful room. Better than any that he had seen in those magazines. It was obviously male but had a hint of femininity. It was do in rich mahogany and royal blue. The bed frame was made of the rich wood and the sheets and curtains were of royal blue silk. “Jackpot.” Jesse said as he ran his fingers against the smooth wood of the bed.
Scanning the room quickly, Jesse headed towards a mahogany dressing table. There he found several pairs of watches, all covered with what appeared to be diamonds, diamond and emerald cufflinks, a white gold chain with a cross made of rubies and then perhaps the most valuable item yet, the sapphire ‘T’ ring. “Holy mother of fuck! I can’t believe my luck. With this I won’t have to steal for months!”
Jesse could hardly contain his excitement as he held the ring almost reverently. It was truly an ugly ring but that really didn’t matter to him. That ring was approximately at $39, 000 and it was all his. /Whoever owns this house is incredibly stupid to just leave this laying around in the open like this. Heh, my gain./ Spying a jewelry box nearby, Jesse opened it an emptied its contents. He figured he had enough to haul a cool $50, 000, not bad considering it was one. Besides Jimbo would deal with any appliances they could carry. Jessie carefully slipped the ‘T’ ring into the side of his sneaker. No one needed to know what he had found.
Glancing half heartily, Jesse decided he didn’t want to steal anything else. It might seem a bit strange to other but Jesse didn’t really like stealing. He just did it so that he could have something to eat and a place to sleep each night. Being homeless and having an 8th grade education did not offer a lot of opportunities. Sighing, as he thought of how morally wrong stealing was, Jesse turned to the window that faced the courtyard.
He could just imagine what it would be like to live there. Waking up every morning under the same roof, in the same bed with the sun streaming in through the enormous window. His eyes lowered to view the immense lawn, almost seeing himself running freely across it. He knew it was a pipe dream but it was his dream. In his peripheral vision, Jesse saw a dark figure running quickly across the lawn. Squinting, Jesse was able to recognize the loping figure as Jimbo.
“What the fuck is he doing?” Jesse muttered. When Jimbo was almost half-way across the lawn, Jesse finally heard the almost muffled sound of the alarms going off. “Oh shit!” Grabbing the bag with jewelry, Jesse ran towards the bedroom door, wrenching the door open and headed toward the stairs. He didn’t bother going the way he came but he kept running towards what he figured was the front of the house. He opened the door and with a quick glance to see if anyone was around, he started running like a bat out of hell after Jimbo. He hadn’t gone two feet before he was tackled roughly to the ground.
“I suggest you stay still if you value your life.” A voice said to him, warm breath ruffling his hair. Jesse shivered as the deep, honeyed voice flowed over him like a caress. He almost groaned in despair as he felt his dick stirring to life.
“Aww shit.” Was all Jesse could say with a mouthful of grass and a man with a sexy voice straddling him to the ground.
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END OF CHAPTER 1
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Dannigurl: That is the end of Chapter 1. This is a work in progress. I hope everyone likes it. I will post the next chapter soon. I hope you enjoy it. Please review and let me know what you think. Even flames are welcome.