Fire a Gun

Frank Santoro. Client. Private Investigator.

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So you're not besotted with a certain Valerie Vanderbilt?

Valerie is a very special young man. He’ll always be dear to me. 

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harperyagerjoy:

“You don’t get to be fond of my career path, you don’t get to decide what you like and don’t like about it.” He wouldn’t be welcomed in this place if his contract was torn up- he wouldn’t have been able to see Michael nor anyone else on staff that he was decently fond of, like Constant if he decided to return to this place. “Then don’t tell him too- I’m not a child, and you don’t get to tell someone to tear up my contract, that’s not your job.” Harper was feeling anxious, his entire body on edge that he would be ripped from a place he didn’t want to run from. “You don’t get why it’s terrible- why would you? You’re a client here, you don’t see the other end- and you don’t fucking get where I’m coming from either.”

“I am not going to apologize for giving you an option, Harper! I am not forcing you out of this place, even thought I’d prefer it that way. I was just trying to look out for you, but I’m starting to realize that it never works out because you never let me help you.” Frank was growing frustrated because as hard as he tried to get involved in Harper’s life, the other simply wouldn’t let him. “I am on your side and I wish you’d understand that. I don’t have anything against you and I can’t change what happened that ripped us apart, but it sucks and I wish you’d be willing to work it out. I can’t be Tony, if that’s what you want.” He ended and walked past Harper, pulling the door open. “You know how to find me, if you ever want to to... You know what, just forget it, Harper.” Frank had to accept the idea that he might now get the relationship he’d want with his own son. 

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itsjustgio:

It was obvious that there would be questions. And Gio was more than ready to give any sort of information to Frank – anything that would help him figure out whether or not his parents were still alive. Not that he had any plans on approaching them. If they knew he was with Maddox, the chances of them trying to drag him back into that world would rise a tenfold. “California. San Francisco. I was born there and lived there most of my life. My father was born in Sicily. My mother is American too. We had a house up the coast. Still do unless they already moved. Last place I saw them? Ten years ago when I left home. That was the last time I ever saw or talked to them. They clearly changed their phone numbers since I tried to reach them more than once. I don’t know if they still use the same emails – I doubt it, although I can provide them to you. As for their… aliases? I don’t know any. I was never all that interested in what they did until the day they forced me to follow their footsteps. I bailed too early in the game to know anything of the sort. I’m… sorry.”

Once again and in full business mode, Frank wrote down the key information that Gio was providing for the job. The names, places of birth and last known residence were more than enough to begin. “I’ve succeeded with less information than that.” Frank admitted proudly, because if he was good at one thing it was at his job. “You don’t have to apologize, don’t worry.” He assured the athlete with a half smile and then ran a hand over his tie before making a quick rundown of the facts to double check them with Gio. “... and in the end you just need information about their whereabouts nowadays. I won’t make any contact with them and I’l gather as much information as possible from the day you last saw them up until now. I shouldn’t have to warn you that I might dig up some pretty nasty things, right? Just want you to be ready, in case the information I find is not what you’d expect it to be.” He provided, because some clients thought that they would not discover their partner was cheating or that they were living a double life. Frank had to make them understand that it was not his fault. That his job was to present the truth and evidence.

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donttakeachance:

“I do.” Chance replied casually as he looked at the other. “It doesn’t matter what I find in everyone else’s minds. It’s what I know I have in mind. I’m not crazy.”

“Good for you then.” Frank simply said, knowing it would be worthless to argue about that with the young redhead anymore. “Cheers for your clear and sane mind.” 

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itsjustgio:

Gio knew that he didn’t need to be nervous about things. He was just about to share details about his life that not many people knew. And yet – being apart from his family for the past ten years and not knowing anything about them? Whether they were alive or dead? “It’s an easy task actually, Mr. Santoro.” The baller leaned against the wall and let out a sigh. To hell with everything. “My parents names are Gideon and Josephine Di Laurentis. They… secretly run an underground crime network with ties with several drug cartels and money laundry. I left them when I was eighteen since I refused to take my father’s seat in his empire. I’m not that sort of person. I don’t agree with what they are doing, so I left. It’s been ten years since I last saw them. Ten years ever since I last knew anything about them. For all I know? They can be involved with the wrong crowd or maybe they keep their criminal ways going. I just… I just want to know if they are alive, Mr. Santoro. I might not agree with their life choices and what they do for a living but – they are still my parents.” And after meeting Maddox’s mother, Gio couldn’t help but to miss his own parents. “Whatever it takes to figure that out. I’ll pay whatever you require. Money is hardly an issue.”

Frank listened carefully, taking notes of the obvious important facts like the names of Gio’s parents and pointers referring to the drug cartels and the last time the blond had seen his parents. It sounded like an easy task, actually. Specially because Frank’s family had its own ties to crime lords and carters and the mafia. He would just have to find out who were the right people to ask to find out about the Di Laurentises and their whereabouts. “Okay. You just want to know where they are right now and what they’re doing. Quick couple of questions... actually, three. Where did you grow up with them? Where’s the last place that you saw them? And did you happen to know any aliases that they might have used in the past?” 

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harperyagerjoy:

Harper didn’t like to talk about it- not when people left. First it had been his mother, then Tony and now Constant? It hurt, hurt in ways that made him want to run from this place, run until he couldn’t run any longer- but admitting that outloud was too hard. Instead he just lifted his shoulders in a shrug like it didn’t matter, because at the end of the day, no one should have worried about him. “He’ll come back.” Harper whispered, hoping that he was right about something for once. He didn’t know what he would do if he didn’t see his half brother again.”What?” Frank’s words were like a brick through a window, shattering glass and letting them rain down onto the carpet below. His head began to shake, taking a step away from Frank. “Why were you talking to Joshua Blackwell about my job, that’s none of your business- if he touches my contract I will never forgive you.”

Frank held up his hands. “It is my business because you are my son and I am not particularly fond of your current career path. I could help you find something better. I have a lot of friends and people who owe me favors. I could easily talk to them and find something that you like.” Then Frank realized that he knew close to nothing about the things that Harper liked to do. “He’s not destroying it until I tell him to. Don’t overreact about it, Harper. It was just a possibility and it wasn’t a terrible one either. I thought you’d be more excited about it.”

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itsjustgio:

What were the odds of him finding a PI in a Haus event? Probably high but that was beside the point. Gio had been thinking about hiring one to learn things about his parents. There had been no news regarding them since he turned his back on the two of them – so for all he knew, they could be dead. Their shady dealings was something that he didn’t share openly, mostly due to the fact that it involved drug traffic and other sort of illegal activities. So what better way to see what they were up to then to hire someone to get him the necessary intel? And hopefully Frank would be good enough to get him what he needed. “Mr. Santoro.” Gio smiled towards the older man, offering him his hand to greet as Frank was already waiting for him in their designated place. Maddox was nowhere close so he had to take this window of opportunity. Knowing his manager – and now better half – Maddox would want a part of it and he simply couldn’t allow that to happen. Not when his parents… were far from being role models. “Thank you so much for coming. I have to admit – I was anxious regarding this meeting.”

Frank shook Gio’s hand and gestured the chair next to him. “Welcome to my improvised office.” He joked and then added. “It’s normal. A lot of people don’t know how to go around these type of meetings, but they are pretty straight forward.” And just like in many aspects of his life, he liked to lead this type of meetings because they were crucial to the beginning for the business deal and agreement with any client, no matter what their request was. “Just tell me what you need. As simple as that.” Frank supplied. “Then I will make some initial work. Based on that, I give you an approximate timeframe and you tell me if it works for you or not.” 

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beaubreckinridge:

So far as Beau’s ideas as to how this was going to progress, he was absolutely expecting to be coddled all the way through it, like he’d seen in movies and tv and read about in sappy gay romance books. Frank would hold him tenderly as he eased in, there would be a shock of pain that would melt right away into pleasure as Beau’s body acclimated, and then Frank would look into his eyes with love and gentle desire as their bodies joined. It would be beautiful. It would be magical.

“I’m ready, I’m sure of it,” Beau’s breath caught as Frank moved higher on the bed, his gloriously thick body making Beau feel much more fragile despite his own height. He splayed his hands over Frank’s pecs, rubbing them, feeling the muscle as his cock twitched and started drooling in earnest. “I wanna be full with you,” Beau assured him, although he did feel a spike of fear at the words rip apart. But no, that was just sexy talk to get them in the mood, not something literal. What was gonna happen was Frank moving slowly inside him, making sure Beau was settled and stretched and – oh, and lubed properly. He wrinkled his nose a little at the touch of the oil, but since it was there for his own ease didn’t complain. “I have some toys that’re pretty big,” Beau said coquettishly, tossing his blond hair. “I’m tired of toys. I want a man, I want my man.”

Frank was against him, and Frank was saying brace yourself, and Beau was about to ask a puzzled question about that when his world burst into pain. Searing, unimaginable, incredible pain that radiated out to the bracket of his hips and low in his belly, and as it continued and the bright ringing in his ears lowered Beau could hear himself whimpering. “Oh god, Frank,” he gasped, eyes wide open in shock, back arching off the bed as he clawed at the sheets, “go slower, please, you’re so huge I didn’t realize how huge your cock is, it hurts, it hurts so much please, please be gentle with me, god, honey, please.” His ass was clenching spasmodically on Frank’s massive member, trying to resist, and Beau felt himself break out in an icy-hot sweat as he began moaning helplessly.

The moaning meant that despite the clear pain and discomfort, part of Beau was enjoying it. Frank warned him. Frank asked one last time if the blond was sure. Frank had waited long enough. Frank was not going to hold back anymore and go slow. Going slow was not going to make a difference. If anything, keeping his same pace would help Beau get used to the feeling faster. 

“I’ve been gentle with you for long enough.” Frank stated sternly, with a look on his eyes that that to made it clear to Beau that he had no intention in the world to slow down. In fact, as soon as he bottomed out and was fully inside of Beau, he wasted no time an started thrusting his hips back and forth at the pace that he saw appropriate, watching the pink pucker so stretched out around the shaft of his cock as it went in and out of the blond. 

“No holding back.” Frank repeated Beau’s words from not so long ago with a devious smirk, holding down the blond’s body, pinning him hard against the bed as he rammed his hips forcefully. “You said it and I wasn’t going to make your first time a half assed, pathetic moment. You wanted a man. This is how men fuck.” 

[franksxntoro]

So are you boyfriended up now? Seems to be an epidemic.

I am sorry, but I don’t recall getting myself a... boyfriend. Maybe you heard the rumor incorrectly? Maybe someone named Hank? 

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harperyagerjoy:

Leave it to his father to break in his room while he was away, “Can’t help it- guy had some pretty fucked up fantasies he wanted to live out- thought it would only take an hour.” Harper’s shoulders picked up with a shrug, if Frank didn’t want to hear that then he shouldn’t have made a comment about how long it took to get back to his room- and perhaps Harper liked to make Frank cringe just slightly. He was just about to put down his shoulder bag, but was already being pulled into a hug, his body freezing slightly at the sensation of it- really? Did the man have to catch him off guard twice in less than two minutes. Groaning, he sighed, letting it happen before shaking his head and patting the other’s side in a half hug back. “Constant is still gone…” He said with a shrug- his half brother left- but he knew how much the man needed to break away, he just missed him, not that he liked admitting that out loud. “Oh? Is that why you broke into my room this time?” He teased with a straight face.

Frank knew that Harper’s comment was mostly made to make him uncomfortable, but he had no idea if he had to feel proud or partially upset. He obviously had some of the Santoro ways and manners, but not the best traits definitely. “I didn’t know he was gone. I’m sorry.” He knew that Harper’s half brother had to be important to him and that his absence had to affect him somehow. Frank just wished he could see it more obviously because Harper was always in an unreadable mood and personality. It still took some time for Frank to recognize if his son was happy or tired or bored or upset. Harper had the best poker face ever. “We have to talk about your job. Here. I spoke to Joshua Blackwell about it and he’s willing to destroy your contract, let you off your responsabilities here.” 

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beaubreckinridge:

Frank pulling him open like that, displaying his virgin hole, made Beau squeak in automatic protest. He didn’t try to move out of the man’s grip, though, but when Frank dived in and pushed his fingers and tongue into the sensitive bud, Beau covered his face with both his hands, feeling deliciously humiliated and yet cherished. Frank was being so good to him, easing him into it, and Beau felt he shouldn’t act as though he didn’t like it. How rude would that be?

He put his hands against Frank’s head again, only to have the big man grab them and immobilize his slender wrists. “Oh,” Beau gasped, and as Frank’s tongue stretched and softened him, his voice slipped into a more juicy tone, ripe for the plucking. “Oh, Frank, that’s so – I never had anybody do something like that to me before, I never … well, you know. I only had one boyfriend before you and we only ever rubbed each other off.” Beau gave a sniff of derision. “Well, he was a kid, that was all you could expect from him. Not like you.”

Tilting his narrow hips, making no move to wrestle his wrists from Frank’s grasp, Beau’s cunt clenched at Frank’s fingers and tongue and at the open air when empty. “Not like you, Frank,” Beau said, eyes barely open from the pleasure of it. “You’re a man, a real man, you know how to do this. God, you’re so strong, you could have forced me to do it any time but you didn’t, Frank, you’re so good to me.” Beau scooched his feet further back on the bed, splaying his legs so Frank could have full access to him. “I don’t wanna hold anything back. I’m ready.”

Beau was right. Frank could have easily forced him to have sex with him. He did not have to ask for permission, rip off his clothes, bend him over and spread him open with his cock. He would have admired the way Beau whimpered, cried, moaned and screamed, but this was not the case. Now he was easing Beau into everything, making it a working progress, making him more and more used to the idea that he was going to have Frank inside of him pretty soon. 

Though, the fact that he was being sweet and tender now didn’t mean he was going to be like that during the act. Fuck no. He was going to give Beau a minute or two to get used to the feeling, but then Frank was going to go into rough beast mode, whether the blond expected it or not. 

“Oh, really? Are you sure you are ready?” Frank stopped rimming Beau and crawled over his body, eyes full of lust and hunger for the blond. “You’ll be so stretched open. It’s nothing like fingers or any toys you maybe played with. You’ll feel so damn full, like you might rip apart.” He warned and started to slowly undress. Knowing that since it was Beau’s first time, some lube would definitely be appreciated so he reached over the night stand to spread some over the staff member’s entrance and then over his hard cock once it was fully exposed and ready to penetrate Beau. 

“Brace yourself.” He warned once last time, lining up the thick head of his penis against the puckered, tight entrance. He felt the struggle, but that did not make him slow down and kept feeding Beau’s ass every single one of his inches. 

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With a small notepad in his hand and a bottle of wine, Frank made his way to Gio’s room. They closed a semi formal deal with a handshake during the latest Spring fling, but now they had to make it all more serious and actually a formal commitment on both sides. Frank had to listen to Gio’s needs and the blond man had to understand that Frank’s methods weren’t always by the law and had to agree to those. Anyway, he offered the best of the best services and 100% guaranteed satisfaction no matter how he got the job done, but everything done with the obvious care and discretion required. They agreed to meet up at one of the Haus’ studios so he saw down and waited for his newest potential client to show up while he started on the red wine. 

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donttakeachance:

“I’m not a baby boy.” Chance all but growled. “Exactly. I don’t think my decision to come here makes me crazy. Perhaps you make such outlandish statements that everyone here is a bit crazy to comfort yourself in your own craziness.”

“I don’t think that my assumption is that farfetched.” Frank could admit that he was a bit insane, he had no problem with that. “You’ll see once you meet more people and really get to a look into their minds.”

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cdoman:

“This isn’t some midlife crisis or anything is it?  Because if it is I could go for a red Ferrari or something,” isn’t that how it worked, the old men bought the pretty young things nice stuff to keep them interested?  Not that Frank wanted Carter interested or anything but it was still fun to tease.  In truth he’d heard the whispers around the Haus about him having an heir of his own, not that Carter cared all that much, especially since it happened to be Harper and the two of them weren’t even friends.  Still, “must be fun knowing your sons getting fucked every which way by whoever calls him up.  Makes daddy proud I bet,” not even saying it to be mean considering Carter was all sorts of fucked up when it came to his home life.  He didn’t even try to comprehend what he dealt with on a daily basis, so his idea of a perfect family was somewhat confusing.  "You’ve really changed,“ he was kind of upset by that but fuck it, it’s not like him and Frank had ever been all that friendly towards one another.  Where it used to be fun it was now mundane and boring, Carter taking that as his opportunity to disappear.  "I’d say it’s been fun but we both know i’d be lying,” he patted the other on the shoulder before walking away to find someone better to play with.

Frank shook his head. “That’s not how mid life crisis work. Normally, you buy needless shit for yourself, not other people. Plus I am already buying you gifts but you are not being thankful for them!” The comment about Harper and the things he was obviously forced to do in the Haus struck a chord, but ultimately it had been Harper’s choice to work there and Frank couldn’t do much about that other than offer him an out. “His strength to endure it is what makes me proud.” He commented, knowing damn well that Carter did not care anyway. “You should change a bit also. Mature, grow up, Carter. Take things more seriously and make long term life plans otherwise you’ll continue to be lost.” With that, he watched the dark haired young man turn around and leave.