Chapter 57

Arthur said, as he nonchalantly stroked his semi-hard dick, ‘Why don’t you boys help yourself to some refreshments, restore your youthful vigour?’

Me and Ciaran looked over to where Arthur was pointing. There was a large wardrobe, which Arthur referred to as an armoir, next to the tall window. We both went over to it, pulling up our trousers as we went. I was vaguely aware of Ciaran’s spunk trickling out of me. Inside the armoir, there was a shelf laden with a variety of soft drinks, crisps, biscuits and snacks of all kinds. We helped ourselves, we had worked up a bit of a thirst and an appetite doing all that physical stuff on the bed. Ciaran actually looked relaxed. as he tucked in to some cakes and a can of Pepsi. Next to the tray with all the goodies on, was a pile of gay porn magazines.

On an upper shelf, there was a comprehensive library of gay porn DVDs. This was a revelation to me, why hadn’t he shown me any of this before?

I picked up a magazine and was not surprised to see that it was a “Schoolboy” edition. As I flicked through the pages, I realised that this was imported stuff and was probably illegal in this country. Many boys seemed to be Asian, most had one thing in common: they were being fucked by a white man. The settings were largely the same, a contrived classroom, geography maps, chalk board, desks and chairs. I showed a couple of pages to Ciaran, his eyes widened at the range of sexual positions the boys had got themselves in to. All manner of ways to bugger a schoolboy were on show.

Ciaran leaned in to me as I put the magazine back. ‘I need a pee.’

I almost came over all mumsie and say “didn’t you go before we came out” but I didn’t.

I looked over to Arthur, who was still recumbent, stroking his dick. ‘C ... Wayne needs the loo.’ This two names business was getting awkward, I could barely remember my own.

‘Then perhaps you’ll be a honey and show him for me please Carlo.’

I smiled. ‘Yes of course. Be right back.’ I led Ciaran out of the room and as soon as the heavy wooden door thudded shut behind us Ciaran said, ‘Fuck sake Carlo, you could have warned me he was a nutter.’ I hurried him along the corridor away from the door. ‘Sshh, he might hear you. He’s rich, so he’s not a nutter, he’s eccentric, OK? And he’s giving us a shitload of money. We’re here now. Just a bit longer, then we can go, OK. Can you stick it out a bit longer?’

I realised just what I’d said as soon as the words were out of my mouth.

‘Yes, I can stick it out, but I can’t I stick it up him again. He’s like bloody Shrek!’

I had to stop myself laughing out loud. His description of Arthur, though cruel, was quite accurate.