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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