two getting back together?' I tried to say it casually but I don't know how
successful I was. Anxiety tightened my chest and caused my stomach to churn.
'No. But I kinda wanted to. Ya know?'
No, I didn't bloody know. Adam had consumed my thoughts since that weekend in Lennox. Adam, naked
and in my arms. Adam's cock hot and heavy in my hand. Adam's tongue touching mine as we shared that
one kiss. It was difficult to speak. So, instead of telling Adam all that, I simply grunted into the
phone.
Adam continued to chatter, completely oblivious to my turmoil. 'But while we were talking and
flirting and shit, well, I kinda wanted you too. Is that fucked up or what?'
'Yeah, I've kinda been thinking about what we did that weekend too; a lot, ' I answered
quickly. Adam's snort combined with the fact that finally, one of us had broken the silence, made me
smile and I felt my anxiety ease.
'Fuck off, Cullen! You just want to get in my pants again, you dirty bastard.'
I laughed, but before I could tell Adam exactly what I wanted to do to him, he was talking again.
The voices in the background were making it hard to hear Adam's voice clearly.
'Got to go and do the family thing mate. See ya tomorrow.'
Before I could answer, he'd hung up.
Tomorrow, we'd have a place of our own with doors I could lock. The idea of getting into Adam's
pants made my cock throb. With a swift glance around to ensure Mum or Dad weren't near, I fumbled at
my zip, rushing to get my cock out. Within seconds, my hand was a blur. Memories from our one night
together egged me on. His sighs, his moans and his groans stimulated my mind as the friction on my
cock set off the inevitable slide toward orgasm. Remembering Adam's cries of completion tipped me
over the edge. As the first shot of cum arced up onto the gas tank, I heard the unmistakable sound
of my father's steady tread coming up behind me. Despite my horror, I couldn't stop. My efforts to
prevent the orgasm from continuing seemed to trigger a more intense sensation. I found myself
curling over the bike, whimpering with the intensity of the contractions and spasms as cum continued
to spurt.
Dad came to a halt beside me. I tried to shield my cum-covered hand and still-hard cock with my
body.
'Dad,' I said with a slight nod, embarrassment heating my face.
'Oh Jesus, Edward. You're worse than the bulls, mate. Every time I turn around lately, you're
flogging your log. If you'd put that much energy into fixing fences, we'd have this place bloody
perfect.'
Dad turned away, giving me some much-appreciated privacy. Quickly wiping my hand off on my jeans,
I tucked my battered and, thankfully, rapidly shrinking cock back into my jeans, its sensitivity
making me hiss.
'Sorry Dad,' I mumbled. The heat of my face told me my normally pale skin had gone a mottled
red.
Dad rubbed at his face, stretching the skin until his eyes were red and sore. 'Shit a brick,
Eddy. What would your mother say if she found you waving your wanger about?' I glanced at him out of
the corner of my eye, watching as he fisted handfuls of his hair in agitation.
'Won't happen again, Dad,' I promised.
'Yeah, yeah. Okay, Ed. Do me a favour and get yourself a woman.' I really appreciated his attempt
at humour but his use of the word woman made my stomach give a little jolt.
'Anyway, Mum wants you home for tea so, um, clean up the bike and head in, yeah?'
With another brief nod, I left Dad staring at the rapidly darkening view as I kick-started the
bike and idled it back toward the sheds.
****
Fastening the last tie-down on the ute, I eyed the canopy stretched tight over the
tray. It wasn't much for eighteen years of life, but as Adam's family had furnished the unit we'd be
sharing - hopefully for the next few years if Adam felt the same way about our future that I did
- I wouldn't need much.
Although I'd been eager for high school to be over, I was looking forward to the challenge of
studying at the University of Queensland to become a