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[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] underwear on. In just his shirt, waistcoat, and boots, he stood with hands on hips, looking at the shock in Eddie s sweet face. Fox s cock jutted out, not terribly big, but thick and pink with blood at that moment. Get your kecks off. Glancing around, Eddie dropped his trousers to his knees, followed quickly by his white underpants, making him walk like a penguin when he took a couple of steps toward Fox. Fox turned to the tree and hugged its thick trunk with both arms. Positioning his feet wide, he thrust his hips out. There s some johnnies in my backpack in the front pocket. With his cheek pressed against the rough bark of the old tree, Fox waited with his eyes closed. The heady smell of the roses and the warm evening air on his bare buttocks were heaven. The rose garden was deep in the park muffling it from the traffic noises of London. The evening chorus of birds filled his head. His senses were overwhelmed, and when Eddie pushed the tip of his cock between Fox s buttocks and placed his hands on Fox s hips, it was almost too much, but not quite enough to tip him over into orgasm. The first thrust filled his arse, arousing and comforting him at the same time. A powerful friction began as Eddie withdrew almost to the very tip of his cock, then thrust again deep inside, making Fox s anus burn. Eddie s cock was bigger than Fox s, thicker and longer, and after that first night of fumbling, he had learned quickly how to use it. In and out he worked as Fox focused all his attention on the sensation in his arse, on Eddie s large, bony hands gripping his hips, holding them still while he reamed him, and the thick cock thrusting deep inside him, then almost disappearing before thrusting again. After a while he allowed his senses to focus on his tensely hard cock. With care, so as not to disturb Eddie s rhythm, he inched his feet closer to the tree until his cock pressed against the rough bark. With each thrust up his arse, his cock rocked against the tree, rubbing it in a way that was both painful and unbearably erotic. Fox, I m going to come. Eddie panted against his ear. Eddie s cock slammed harder for several long thrusts, crushing Fox s groin against the tree, making his orgasm rush through his body. Unable to control himself, he cried out loudly. Eddie was quieter, and when they came to a rest, Fox was pinned against the tree by Eddie s body. If he hadn t been held up at that moment, his knees might have buckled. Fox, I love. I love you, Eddie whispered against his ear, kissing it between words. There was no response to make. He loved Eddie right back, but there was no point in saying it. Eddie slid his cock out but still held him tightly. Let s lie on the grass before I fall down. Fox stepped back from the tree and looked at his sperm trickling down the trunk. Together they flopped down on their backs, Fox rolling into Eddie s arms. The tingling remains of his orgasm pulsed in Fox s cock and down his legs. The cool grass on his buttocks felt amazingly wonderful after the heat of Eddie s groin. Move in with me, Eddie said after a time. You could go to art school. The twins Fox began, but Eddie cut him off. They can live with us. We ll get a two-bedroom flat. You re spoiling Utopia, mate. Stop it. My mum wouldn t let me take them anyway. Actually she wouldn t even notice. Then it ll be just us, and they can visit. You don t live with them day to day. It would be like now, except you wouldn t be sleeping in random back alleys. We could have a future together. Eddie kissed him softly on each eyelid and then on the tip of his nose. Don t you want to live with me? There s nothing I d love more. Let me think about it. Kay? Lying on his side, Eddie propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at Fox. The brilliant blue sky of that afternoon had pinked and gilded with the declining sun. Birdsong filling his head, Fox closed his eyes. Eddie threw an arm over Fox s chest and leaned down close until their heads were touching. For a long time as the sky dimmed, they lay together in the heavy warmth, not speaking but simply being. Eddie, I lied to you. I don t live on the street, and my dad s not dead. He s a psycho, and I have to kill him and make it look like an accident. I m already in art school, but I can t leave home because my dad will kill the twins or put them in an institution, and God knows what the fuck he ll do to my mum who, by the way, spends her nights on the piss and her days sleeping it off. And when I have some spare time, I cut myself because, strangely, it makes the pain of everything else go away. Penny for your thoughts, Eddie said quietly into Fox s ear. I was just thinking we should probably go. The night s coming in and with it my chance to make some dosh. He sat up and grabbed his leggings and began stretching them to get them on without removing his boots. Sitting on the grass, Eddie watched him. Fox, I m in love with you. Do you love me? No heavy shit right now, Eddie. I can t take it, he said firmly. Yes, sorry, sorry, Eddie mumbled. He stood up and pulled up his trousers, which had still been around his knees. He had bits of grass stuck to his buttocks. Fox smiled but did not offer to brush them off. Do you want to get something to eat? Fox was hungry, but he couldn t eat a thing. He was supposed to tell Eddie the truth before Nik did, and he had bottled it. In silence he pulled up his leggings and fastened on his kilt. Despite being fully dark now, London never grew black at night even in the parks. There was simply too much light pollution, so finding their way back to the gates was easy. We ll climb up the railing beside the gates. You go first, Fox said. After a few false starts, with Fox on the ground giving him a boost, Eddie managed to climb the railings while Fox praised his efforts. With Eddie safely on the ground on the other side, Fox sent his backpack sailing over the railing and then climbed it with the agility of a monkey. It was when he was still hanging on to the railing on the park side ready to jump the final few feet that he saw William Baillie in full camo as usual striding along the path leading to the gates. His wild-looking eyes were intent on Fox. Landing quietly on the path, Fox said, Eddie, take off now. Why? Aren t you hungry? With every step Baillie was getting closer. It was like watching a car crash in the making. You could see it coming but knew you could do nothing to stop it. Just fucking run! Following Fox s gaze, Eddie said, You re worried about a queer basher? I ll take care of him just like I did those ASBOs. No. He ll kill you. Baillie reached them and without speaking grabbed Fox by the back of his neck in a viselike grip and began to drag him across the grass. The road was some distance away. Sir, please, I ll come quietly. Let me walk so Eddie doesn t get scared. Let him go, you filthy chav. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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