Runaway rich kids Noah and Andrew wanted nothing more than to be free of the repressed and otherwise boring life of the social elite. Andrew’s father was a state senator and Noah the senator’s personal assistant. The senator had secret dealings with the city Mafia and Noah had contrived a meeting with one of his father’s contacts, Mr. Fros. The boys agreed to meet with Mr. Fros at his penthouse downtown. They wanted a new life and new identities- they would submit their young bodies and they communicated that they would ‘do anything’ to be initiated into the Life. All Mr. Fros knew for certain about these two new recruits was that they were a long way from the senator’s mansion and he wondered if the two petrified pretty boys had gotten in over their heads. Not that either one of them could turn back now- they belonged to the Organization. The proceedings for grooming the young twink escorts into the System promised to be thorough and would challenge the boys’ ability to take it rough; they would show the utmost respect at all times and always be obedient upon command. With fiery eyes and a primal growl, the ultra serious macho man slapped Andrew abruptly in the face. Andrew gasped and touched himself- he could hardly stifle his excitement. No one had ever dared treat him this way as his senator daddy would have ruined whomever tried. But daddy was nowhere to be found and now Andrew would be the Mafia’s slut. He couldn’t have been more thrilled- even though he was now a servant, Andrew somehow had never felt more free in his life. Then there was the matter of Mr. Fros’ gigantic cock- long and a massive girth both Noah and Andrew would agree later was easily the biggest they’d ever seen. And the macho Mafia man used that huge schlong to commit the most kinky and otherwise debaucherous acts of carnal depravity