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The boy walked a firm and decided step, as if nothing had happened. Black cap on his head adorned with a White Star, a jacket in the colors of the army and khaki green pants, sneakers on foot, Fred was heading along the street to the yellow sign that adorned the front of the bar. The name, "Dirty boots", set the tone. At few yards from his target, Fred stopped a moment, to feel his wallet in his pocket.

And also to give him a last excuse to turn around. But his internal mixture of curiosity and an unquenchable urge pushed him back on the road. He could not prevent a strong apprehension to knot his stomach, but he passed all the reasons that his mind blew him to give up. He found himself facing the gateway located in a recess of the building. One more floor only, but a large inner surface judging the façade. In a recess, was a broad hairy gorilla already grizzled despite his apparent youth. He wore leather pants and just a white tanktop fully filled by his muscles. Fred did not dare to look at his feet in order to show more guts while the gorilla, in every sense of the term, coaled him.

« You're sure to have the age to come here, boy ? »

As he expected, Fred came out a hand out of his pocket, a driving license for the gorilla who looked at it from every angle.

« Alexander Perez... You don't have face to carry a spanish name, boy ! »

Fred kept his head high, keeping him a wry smile. The gorilla had replied with a voice that would go unnoticed in Mexico.

« Hey, I didn't choose the name of my father. »

The gorilla began to smile then, giving back the faked licence to the boy, enjoying seemly the answer.

« Too bad I'm on duty, I would show you how a good soldier must obey ! »

The gorilla stepped aside, opening the door to a relieved Fred who entered, the gorilla suddenly closing the doors.

Fred had no time to sigh his relief that a sound wave struck him in the ears. The techno filled his skull and the boy let himself carried away by the powerful sound, enjoying the decibels and the heavy pace of samples. At the end of a short corridor, he saw the room, lighted by spots of colors that light up the track and neon lights that helped the rays over the counter on the right side. On the left, tables, already well filled with a full male clientele. The Fred's sight was attracted to a young great Dane, totally naked, sitting on the floor, thighs wide apart and showing his masculinity to the crowd. He had a leash holding his necklace. Another great Dane, with a darker skin, held it to his wrist, drinking his beer and chatting with his overlooked, all also dressed in leather.

The internet site of the bar had exaggerated nothing in his presentation. A heavy smell of sweat and testosterone filled the place.

Fred has never been in such a place, but his curiosity had finally been strongest. Curiosity which had already cost the $50 to get a fake license online. There is no doubt that they were only the initial costs. Fred took off his cap, he folded and put it in his jacket, approaching the bar or a rhino in leather pants and white and dirty wifebeater also served drinks. He turned his head to stare at the boy he saw for the first time. Fred noted the broad necklace around his neck, closed by a padlock. It wasn't a gem, but a real chain worn as such. Iron stressed the big muscles of the rhino which made ringing another string of same type, closed around his wrist this time against the counter. His fine white beard completed the portrait of the elder, close to his 50's but still athletic and desirable man at the end.

« What is it going to be for you, kid ? »

The heart of Fred made a brief stop, the time for him to recover and order a voice a bit too strong in the end.

« A beer ! »

The rhino nodded and took out a bottle that he opened, placing it on the counter in front of Fred who seized it, drinking a first sip. The rhino kept his eyes pointed at him, for lack of new customer to serve.

At the counter, a few men had looked at the newcomer, has diverted almost immediately and resuming their discussions or their dredges.

« First time here, my boy ? »

Fred looked at the rhino, getting his breathing back.

« I just moved. I was in Denver before.

• Denver ? You were seeing the Eagle maybe ? You had to know Dusty, no ? »

Fred shook his head.

« I was rather the Wrangler type, I must say. »

The rhino smiled.

« And you came to bury yourself here ?

• Had not really the choice. Rents are lower here.

• I understand... It will be $ 4, boy. You maybe knew Geoffrey then ? A long pole, too skinny for my taste, but a patter of all Devils ! If we gave him the time, he took any good straight dyed from the street and he ended up bring him home, without even having to get him drunk before ! »

Fred took the four cuts of $ 1 requested and laid them on the counter. The value of a six-pack in the supermarket. Hello profit margin. At least the beer was fresh and good.

« I saw so many people ! Perhaps.

• It must be said that in recent times, Geoffrey did not move too much from home. Heart's troubles from what I understood. It was when last time that you have been there ?

• I don't know. Two months, I think. »

The rhino smiles strongly, wanting to add something but he turned to a customer calls and lost interest in Fred, who sighed in relief. He had done well ultimately to invent a short story and learn about the gay bars of Colorado. His beer in hands, the jacket open on a U.S. Army t-shirt, he paced the room, standing on the edge of the dance floor or a few male couples compared their respective muscles, with or without t-shirts. The pants are sometimes also optional.

Fred couldn't help smiling seeing these bodies more or less bare all around him. It was the first time that he came in such a place and despite his fears still strong, he appreciated the landscape with a lot of envy. He is limited in his movements by a muted concern. He knew that he would be expelled if anyone ever realized that he was only 15. Almost 16, certainly, but still 15. Its caution prevented him not however enjoy the environment.

He liked everything here. Music was a little too strong for his taste, certainly, but it was of a good standard. All exuded a certain joy to live and to be able to show his desires and his virility forward to meet a potential partner for a moment or for longer. In this very masculine and virilise environment, Fred was unable even to understand the less obvious subtle codes. But he was already able to learn. He just hoped that it is not at his expense. His beer in hand, Fred took a sip again, remarking of the corner of his eye a boar who seemed to look at him with a smile.

Fred blushed. Against a wall, he acted as if he didn't noticed the adult, wearing his gaze away. He slightly turned his head from time to time to see whether he had dreamed. If this were not the case, it would have been quick, and Fred could not help to develop some form of pride scrimmage of concern. He admittedly had sex already but he had never led to term such a game of seduction. Especially with a stranger. Fred had barely had time to think of what he looked like or would the thick boar was already close to him. There was a strong smell of sweat and Fred learned of this moment that indeed, it would be for him a pattern of attraction, a little grin on his face.

« Hey ! »

Fred watched, amazed, the boar which exceeded him by a head, the eyes cannot detach from his hairy armpits, that abroad noted easily.

« My eyes are highier, boy ! »

His voice was strong and carried far, it seemed, what made blush Fred can, slightly raising his eyes finally. He was wearing a dirty t-shirt, worn close to the body, as it were a size too small. Classic jeans and short boots on.

« Sorry, I was distracted....... »

The boar smiled fully, his arm still extended, hand on the wall, his unbalanced position stressing his musculature.

« Name's Finn. How about you ?

• Fr... Alex ! Alex Perez ! »

Fred recovered quite quickly, fearing to be betrayed. But if this were the case, it seemed that Finn had noticed nothing. Music had declined by volume but low made even better this way.

« Nice to meet you, Alex ! You're drinking something ? »

Fred showed his beer.

« After that, I mean ! »

Fred nodded, making Finn to smile more.

« Cool. You just sit ? Or do you want to go down already ? »

Fred took long to remember that the site indicated that the basement was reserved for consumption on the spot, of all kinds. It had excited him in front of the screen, but in real life, Fred showed less eager.

« We have time, right ? »

It was the turn of Finn to nod. He turned on his heel, put a heavy and friendly arm on the Fred's shoulder and paved the way to a table in a corner. To his great surprise, Fred will preview that the music was less strong. Finn noticed.

« First time here, boy ? I can tell, no need to lie. You see these wood panels ? They are placed so that filter sounds and bass coming from the dance floor !

• It is very well thought out !

• Yes, this saves us us screaming in our ears to understand. Even if for a blow, a gesture is enough ! »

Finn burst out laughing, followed by Fred, the time for him to understand and know how to respond in the face of so much rawness.

« Everything goes well in college ? »

Fred looked at Finn, a little taken aback. He understood that he hurled a line to learn more about him.

« Just... just started but I should be able to follow without too much problems, Yes. »

Finn took a half drunk glass on the table to finish, rising already his arm to attract a server.

« Well. I've never had the means or desire to spend 4 years the ass on a bench. The school was enough, thank you very much ! What courses are you ?

• The... Engineering mechanics, mons... Finn ! My father has a garage and it made me want to follow his way a bit. »

Fred had a little trouble to improvise. He had not thought that a man would have put his hooks on the first night, and it was based on his own life and his own desires for a plausible story.

« Seeing your outfit I would have thought that you'd be enlisted you to go kick a few pairs of asses. »

Fred looked at himself.

« No, I like being in a military atmosphere, but I do not have to be made to wear the uniform for good.

• Too bad, your ass come out well once leaned on the table, the pants down ! »

Fred blushed even more, trying to hide his disorder facing the raw adult words. He doubted this would probably less prudish that couldn't it be, but it was only his first confrontation with the reality of gay seduction. He still had a lot to learn.

« Because you already took goals in your net, right ? »

Fred could do nothing that to nod, once again. It was true, after all.

« I can say that I am able to give as well as receive ! »

The remark caused Finn to laugh once again.

« That's good, we must know everything in life ! It's the same for me ! I appreciated even some few girls before but talking about sex, guys are the best !

• I sometimes asked myself the question, but no, I'm made for guys.

• Certain ?

• Sure, Finn. A girl came on to me there not long ago but despite all her attractions, nothing about her attracted me. »

Fred was talking, he saw Finn move slightly on him even. He knew the reason when his bare foot rested on his sneaker first, then went up along his leg under his pants. Fred was surprised and exhilarated his great pleasure.

« I find that there is nothing better that to see two real men rub one another rather than to see them fight each other.

• Make love, not war !

• If you do not do one, do the other ! »

Finn smiled at Fred, continuing to rub his bare foot on the boy's leg. Fred had hesitated, and then he moved his foot so as to remove his shoe and return the compliment, which made smile boar still more.

Not wearing socks, Fred felt the thick fleece on the leg of boar. The effect of hair that glided between her toes made him more pleasant mood.

« And you, what do you do in life, Finn ?

• A bit of everything and nothing. I work mainly in construction. I also babysit sometimes. Nothing much exciting. In any case, it's always nice to see young men interested in their elders. It's good to see that there is solidarity between generations.

• Come on, you're not that old !

• Ah, here, boy, young people consider all those beyond 30 years as rejects, dinosaurs, talking about gerontophilia ! About the dinosaurs, they are not far from the truth, a lot of guys here have Brontosaurus' cocks ! »

Fred could not restrain a short laugh at this trait of humor, spitting a little his beer on the table. He tried wiping with his sleeve, in vain. He saw that Finn continued to look at him, a thin smile. He was older than him. Fred was excited by this thought, but his instinct was commanding him to stay awake. After all, he had just met him.

« You'd be able to drive me home ? I came by bus tonight, my car is still in the garage. I can give you some extra beer for the road. »

Fred looked at the boar, somewhat puzzled.

« I don't have a car. Not yet. Finally, I sold mine and I'm between two actually...

• Ah, too bad, there is almost no bus at that hour. I hope that a bit of walking you will not scare you then. I like to go down to the cellar in general but I feel in a less... sharing mood. »

The ball to Fred's stomach came back as quickly as it had dissipated. It was even more imposing than ever. Fred felt like the man in front of him. Older, more manly and much more experienced than him. His body negligence was also an attraction, much to his surprise.

But was it really wise ? Fred didn't want to spoil such a chance, but again, his instincts commanded to pay attention. Of course, he was not 10 anymore but was that a reason to accept such a treat from a stranger ? Fred sighed.

« I must go to the toilet before. »

A good reason, a good excuse to give himself time to think. Although Fred actually had to go pee.

« If you can hold up to my bath, I am not against ! »

Fred looked at Finn in the eyes, then he understood.

« Number two... »

The mouth of Finn writhed in a short grin, unaware that Fred was lying.

« Make it quick so, I'll wait outside. »

Fred stood up, smiling at the boar, glad to see that even he had some limitations. Fred looked around, then saw an ornate door of the proper sign at the back of the room, opposite to the entry.

Out of the tables, the music became strong and Fred continued his reflection while opening the bathroom door.

The strong scent of urine quickly soaked the nose of Fred, who ignored the thing if usual in the men's bathroom so often neglected. There were no one, except the bartender, who was visibly taking his break, the fly opened, noisily urinating in ceramics, humming a stupid tone. He turned his head, smiling at Fred as he approached the urinals. He moved away from the rhino, leaving two ceramics of space between them before opening his own fly.

The rhino was obviously done, since he kept his sex in his leather pants, smiling at the boy.

« The evening goes well ?

• Uh, Yes, thank you.

• Good. We love getting new customers. Under a rough look, our establishment likes to take care of our customers, the old and the new.

• It's... cool, thanks.

• You know what the most difficult ? »

Fred wondered why the rhino, however well built, continued to talk to him while Fred was trying to pee. He could ignore him but would miss manners. And then, once the curiosity of the rhino satisfied, there would be peace.

« No, what ?

• Our establishment is prohibited to minors. It's normal, you say. And we control the new with proof of identity. »

Fred felt his bladder to contract.

« But we don't have the opportunity or even the right to verify the authenticity of driver's licenses or passports. It's still lousy, don't you think ? »

Fred remained silent, simply noded, slowly, keeping his eyes on the wall so that the rhino could not see his embarrassment.

« It's not so bad in the end. After all, nobody is forcing anybody to come here, right ? The boys now are doing well to get beer or stronger liquors as soon as they reached puberty sometimes. Sometimes they get even guns ! Myself I drink since I was 14, but I've been doing long attention to know my limits and do not exceed them. There is nothing wrong to have fun, but we must all be aware that we only have one life, and that we can destroy it like nothing in an instant, with one bad decision. »

Despite his apprehension, Fred's bladder had finally opened, a warm and yellow stream flowing into the appropriate hole.

« I don't see what it... for me. Without wanting to be rude... »

At these words the rhino approached Fred, who urinated, laying a hand against the wall to keep his balance, leaning a bit. He could see that the size of the rhino authorized him to see his sex to urinate, which it did not deprive himself, smiling. Fred was too surprised to hide and forbade his flow a sudden retirement.

« Nice cock ! As I said, I don't have the right to verify the authenticity of identity papers. So I have to trust my new visitors. I just hope from them that they will not attract me more problems than I've had to run this bar ! »

The voice of the rhino was stronger and authoritarian as ever.

« I don't want to cause trouble. I have... »

The rhino held up his hand to stop the words of Fred.

« I have not asked. Nothing more. This does not interest me, and you know why ? Because I respect the privacy of others when the latter are evidence of honesty and sincerity. And when a new swears me he won't get me in trouble with drugs or prostitution, nothing else matters to me ! »

The rhino looked at Fred right in the eye. His bladder empty, he closed his pants, trying to show enough firmness to make to believe to his more advanced age.

« It's not that kind, you can be quiet about it ! »

The rhino kept his eyes pointed at Fred's eyes, then he tapped him on his shoulder, smiling, accepting his word.

« Well said, Alex. Alex ? »

Fred quickly understood the nature of the mark. He held out his right hand, his voice certain less, his lies defeated by the rhino.

« Fred. »

The rhino smiled, strongly shook his hand.

« Matt. Don't bullshit me and everything will be fine. Be careful to not talk to everyone, especially if you don't know them. Don't try to get someone else in. Not more than three beers a night, I'll pass the word to other servers. Try to get drugs or liquors, and I eject you from this place for life. And I'll warn the other bars in the State so that you can't go in any of them even when you'll be 40 ! Is that understood ? »

Fred was flabbergasted. He took that little time yet to say Yes.

« Well. One last thing, for your information. I was the owner of the Wrangler. I had to shut it down after a fire two years ago now. »

Matt, the rhino, smiled with all his teeth, heading towards the exit.

« The problem with internet's yearbooks is that they are not updated often ! »

Fred was to hit the face with the flat of his hand. Still a lesson to learn.

« Why you... Why you do this ? »

Matt opened the door, standing in the doorway.

« I don't see what you're talking about. Your license is valid, isn't it ? You're 21 years old, right ? I'm forced to believe it, to believe you, I told you. But still, say that we learn at any age, and there is no need sometimes to hang out things. This may be counterproductive sometimes. »

The rhino did not wait the answer of Fred, and he left the room, leaving the boy a little breath.

Across the room, Fred heed look at Matt who took his place behind the counter. He gave him a short smile before returning to go about his business. The boy didn't know what to do. What Matt told him did it think.

« You can easily throw a life away because of a bad decision. »

Matt knew that Fred was about to leave with a complete stranger ? Or was it just a general advice ? Pushing the door out of the bar, Fred sought the boar of the gaze, finding no one. Sighing, he went back to his home when a loud voice emerged from the alley on the left. Finn took a step forward, smiling, emerging from the shadow. The senses of Fred were on alert.

« You coming ? »

Fred was trying to see the alley behind the boar. He saw virtually nothing, if not the street passing behind the bar lights. There were 50 yards in total darkness. Fred hesitations were about to prevail. Finn made a gesture of the hand, coupled with a nod of the head. The memory of his body odor, for the promise of an intense moment in his company offsetting his hesitations, his caution. Fred made as if he would give up , approaching the lane.

« You coming ? It's a shortcut ! »

The voice was holding enough lubricity in it to convince Fred. If it was just a shortcut, then it was ok. Fred walked in, followed by Finn, the boar with a hand on his shoulder. The place was less gloomy than expected, probably because the eyes of Fred were accustomed. He saw the wet concrete, the stinky garbage on the sides. He could even see used condoms emptying their contents on the ground, illuminated by the lights reflected on the windows and the wet metal panels. A movement was felt on his right, between two bins. Fred had just enough time to guess a large form stand, another individual at his feet, as well as the clear sound of a jet of water to flow and the moans of pleasure. Given the low ammonia smell that hung in the air, it was certainly not water. But clearly fun. Fred felt the hand of the boar direct him to the left this time. Until Fred realize, he found himself in a bind. Trying to make a u-turn, he felt the hand and the body of Finn block the passage. Fear began to invade Fred, as Finn began to rub his body against the back of the boy, a lewd hand grabbing his crotch.

« Mmm, show me what you have here, little whore ! »

Fred knew he was trapped. His mind was suddenly invaded by unspeakable fear, with a feeling of revulsion, disgust.

« Hey, stop ! »

The throat of the boar allowed to escape a grunt of satisfaction, forcing his hold on the sex of the boy.

« Get off from me ! Not like that, fuck ! »

No response other than a louder growl, a stronger hold again.

« Don't do your show, slut, and drop your pants ! I'll tear you a new asshole and dirty you ass, pussy ! »

The voice of Finn left no doubt on the continuation of the events to come. Fred felt his breathing quicken. His fear became unspeakable but his anger rose also, which made him remember what he had learned these past two months.

Later, Fred promised to bless his father for his advice. But for the moment, he was trying to reconstruct from memory the right approach. The belly filled with fear but the brain bubbling anger, Fred knew he was in the company of a man who would ignore the word « no ». He had to act accordingly, and fast.

Unconsciously, the body of Fred analyzed his situation. He had a wall in front of him. No escape without rushing the boar. The latter stood against him. One hand on his sex, the other was on the top of the head. He felt his hot, wet tongue lick his neck. Fred was trying with his left hand to free his sex, his right remaining free. He fall back his right elbow, feeling that the body of Finn was not fully aligned with his. His right side was compared to his own. Perfect. He raised his elbow and then lowered it, giving as much force as possible to the movement. Finn grunted and let go Fred feeling the shock against his last ribs. A shock not violent enough to break them but enough for him to hurt.

Fred's brain recorded the shock of his elbow as a simple information. He would have the leisure to feel the pain later. Finn had receded a step and Fred had turned on his feet, throwing his right palm against the muzzle of his attacker. New shock. Fred had been able to place his wrist in the correct position to hit strongly without breaking a bone, ripping out a grunt of pain to the boar. Further decline. Fred wasted no time and his left fist this time struck the adult on his cheek. Finn began to put a knee on the ground. Fred darted but he was stopped in his tracks by the fist of Finn who recovered quickly. The strength of the adult was such that the boy was rejected back in the dead end by the blow on his left eye and Finn stood in front of him, reddened face, angry eyes, the obvious intent.

« You going to feel badder than me, bitch ! You'll understand your pain ! »

Fred was in despair. His shots had been able to destabilize Finn, but not enough to put him out of action, or to roll him back enough to flee. He had even no more the effect of surprise. He felt helpless now because he knew that the boar, stronger, faster, more determined, could replicate without that he could do nothing or almost.

Without believing, eyes full of fear, Fred took a guard, his fists forward. He saw Finn come forward quickly. Fred does not react when the boar stopped his momentum, turning abruptly.

The boy did not understand anything. His brain recorded images that followed, without being able to interpret them. He saw Finn turn on him even. Then lean forward. He heard the sound of his throat out a sound of pain, the boar falling on his knees. He saw behind the boar a poorly lit body dominate the scene. Against the light, the boy saw only an imposing shadow. The latter seemed surprised.

« Fred ? »

The boy stared at the stranger. He knew him ?

« You fucking son of a bitch ! »

Fred realized he knew that voice. Looking the unknown in a more careful way, he saw that he was wearing a police cap.

A police officer ? He didn't know anyone in the force.

Fred remained astonished when he saw the stranger groping Finn, who was always complaining about his stomach, by the t-shirt, forcing him to get back up. With a guttural sound wild, the stranger placed his hand against the cheek of the boar and brutally threw him against the wall. Keeping his hand against his cheek to amplify the impact. A cracking of bones rose in the driveway with a cry of pain. The stranger dropped Finn on himself in the filthy garbage. Then he gave him a big kick in the stomach, which had the effect of making growling Finn even more until the pain does fade.

Fred saw the stranger, always immersed in the backlight, focus on his victim. He placed a hand to the throat, apparently. He remained thus for a few seconds before getting up and forward Fred, who took a defensive position by reflex. The individual came out of the shadows. Fred first saw a policeman, dark outfit, but shining a bit under the dim glow. No fabric. But leather.

« You all right, kid ? »

The voice exuded this time of attention, affection, sadness. Fred faced Ed. The bear approached yet and Fred lowered his guard, collapsing in tears in his arms.

« It's over. I am here. You're safe, Fred... »

Ed had rest his snout against the shoulder of the boy as a sign of affection and protection. Fred indeed felt safe, which accentuated his tears, vacating his pain and his fear.

Whenever Ed tried to break up the reassuring hug, Fred tightened him. His breathing calmed down however and he eventually accepted the break of contact between their two bodies.

« Feel better ? »

Fred's cheeks were wet with tears, but the boy was deemed possible to swallow them now, have been quite marked and not wanting to add more.

« I guess so, thank you... »

His voice always felt his stress. Ed rose and plunged his hand into his pocket, taking his cell.

« No, not that ! »

Ed looked at the boy.

« Don't call the police ! My parents will find out and I'll not being able to go out !

• It may be better for you, right ? »

Fred shook his head.

« I don't want them to worry. And then I know mom ! If she learn half of what happened here, I'm going to end up in a monk's cell ! »

Ed kept to himself an ironic smile putting away his cell phone. The mothers could be very protective. Too much, perhaps. Fred was recovering, approaching a little Finn, still on the ground, the body collapsed on the garbage in a strange position.

« He.. He's dead ? »

Ed approached.

« Would had been better if he was ! »

Fred looked at the unconscious boar, leaving out his hatred and anger to the blows he had received. He clenched his fist, looking at him. He wanted to stick him one last time. Ed put a hand on his shoulder.

« He has a broken jaw. And probably broken ribs on the both sides also. I can't answer what would happen if he received one more. »

Fred looked at Ed.

« How do you know ?

• Because I hit to break them. »

Fred looked into the face of Ed with surprise. He saw a strong determination, an anger that he had never seen in anyone. He had seen Ed only once, and it made him the effect of being a strong, but affable person. And Greg told him about in this sense also.

So much strength, of violence, of desire to harm him... In a nurse ! Fred knew not much more, but now he knew that he was not a person to piss of.

Ed placed himself in front of Fred, his hands on his face, being careful that the boy is under a light. He was running his fingers in a precise and gentle on his bruised skin.

« Does it hurt ?

• Just a little. »

Ed continued his summary review.

« I guess it's useless to ride you to the emergency room ? »

Fred refused by a head movement.

« Good. A priori, no fracture in the face, and no concussion. You're off to have a nice black eye ! Your parents will not be able to miss it !

• Well, I'll find a valid excuse...

• I think that I'm sure. Get your look !

• What for ?

• Do it. »

Fred obeys.

« No pain ? Any disorder of the view?

• No.

• No blowout fracture, then. But an edema can hide it. You're going to monitor your vision to the next these days. If you see blur, you will consult. You're facing nervous disorders in the face otherwise. If you don't have anything in a week, you'll be off the hook. Do you understand ?

• Yes...

• Good. Now, you want to explain what were you doing here in the company of this asshole ? »

Standing, Fred remained silent, not really daring to look at Ed.

« Good. I can well imagine why you were there. Can you tell me on the other hand why you followed the first stranger in an alley like that ? »

Fred remained silent. It was far from his best idea, he knew. However, despite his mishap, he was not really ashamed.

« Because I'm tired, I guess.

• Enough of what ?

• Tired to let everyone to tell me what I can do, and what I should not do ! Enough to be alone or almost all saturday night while Greg and Francis are mounting each others ! »

Fred had looked up to address a look of challenge to Ed. It was not against him, but against adults who put as many barriers as when he was 10 or 12 years.

« You don't have anyone else ?

• Who could I have ? It only 5 months since I arrived in this Godforsaken ! No bus or train to have fun in Denver or even Glenwood ! I'm going to still at least two months before I can get my license and anyway my parents will never lend me the car ! »

Ed listened to the lament of Fred. He understood it perfectly at the bottom. He put a warm and friendly hand on his cheek.

« You still love Francis, right ? »

Fred was forced to acquiesce.

« I can't forget that there there could be something between him and me, you know. And then, I'm tired of having to settle for X-porn when my parents are out ! »

Ed could not do otherwise than to agree in the end.

« It isn't necessarily a reason to throw you in the legs of the first fool. But I understand you. »

A fresh wind was starting to stand up in the alley. Ed did not like this kind of breath, also he put his hand on the shoulder of Fred and left the lane, causing the boy who let himself do. If there is a person in whom Fred had confidence, it was Ed. Turning right, Ed stood facing the entrance of the bar. The Gorilla smiled, leaning to greet respectfully the bear.

« Welcome, master. »

Ed smiled at him, thanking him for his politeness with a pat on his face. The Gorilla again bowed to the boy.

« You're already back, Alex ? »

Fred blushed while Ed looked at him, surprised. He entered in the narrow corridor.

« Alex ?

• It cost me 50 bucks... »

Ed smiled.

« Looks like they have been worthwhile, anyway. Get to a table, I'll join you. »

Fred thought to the fact that Ed was not alone before coming in rescue to him.

« And the person who was with you ? He... »

Ed shook his head.

« He ran away seeing how things was turning wrong for you. He will not see again my cock, I swear ! I get you a beer ? »

Fred thought a moment, shaking his head.

« I don't think I can appreciate it at its fair value... Any thing will do the trick... »

Fred walked over to the set of tables. One was empty, as he entered between the soundproofing panels. The relative calm was significant. Sitting down, he put his cap on the table before taking his face in two hands, holding a new crisis of tears. Ed returned after a few minutes, asking two sodas on the table.

« Matt makes you say he's happy to see you and he's sorry for you... »

Fred could not help smiling.

« News travels fast...

• I've put it in the loop. He'll call an ambulance. With luck, he will end up in my area... Whatever it is, nobody saw nothing, heard nothing, it's a passing by hobo who reported it to the bar. »

Fred was unable to hide his satisfaction.

« It's cool.

• Yes. I don't think he could see me properly. Besides, I doubt that he'll complaint unless he wants to let the cops know that he tried to violate a 15 year old kid. »

Fred scowled a bit.

« I'm not a kid anymore !

• I know. But this will not change your age. You're too old to you be considered as a kid and too young to be left alone again. That's the difficulty. »

It wasn't an idea that appealed to Fred. But Ed was right. Just like Mark prior. What made him rethink to the latter.

« By the way, what were you doing here ? Mark knows ? »

Ed looked at Fred with a curious eye.

« Do not imagine that I cheating on my husband ! We come here every other week usually ! But Mark's working tonight, and he comes when I'm on duty.

• I guess I would understand when I get older...

• I think you already understand. I love him, and we are faithful, in the sense or we hide nothing to other possible meetings that we do. But we are not monogamous, right. Oscar Wilde said it long before. The best way to resist the temptation is to yield to it !

• Oscar who ? »

Ed scowled slightly, noting the cultural shortcomings of the boy. He was sitting on a bench of leather, as well as Fred. They were against the other or almost, Ed having made sure to leave a space between their two bodies. Fred drank and liked his drink, the glass trembling slightly in his hand, that Ed could see and understand. He did nothing to prevent the boy to come closer and to stick against the side of the bear. Fred needed a reassuring presence too still, also he put his hand on his opposite shoulder to reassure Fred even more.

« I believe that I have never been so scared of my life... »

Ed laid his cheek against the boy's head.

« We live sometimes bad experiences. Your misfortune is that it has happened now.

• I... Think that I feel better when even.

• Feel free to ask for help if you need it, Fred. It is never a shame to do so. And it will always be to your advantage. »

Fred liked the heat coming from Ed. His size, build, all contribute to give it a greater sense of security. Putting his glass on the table, Fred blushed, placing his hand on the Ed leather trousers, feeling his thick leg under his fingers. Ed does not react. Also Fred left his hand, rubbing the muscles, making smile Ed lightly.

Encouraged, Fred turned a bit to deal with the bear. He replaced his left hand by his right hand, and placed it on the crotch of the bear who let him do. He could already feel the manliness of the bear under his fingers. The eyes of Ed watched him with great tenderness. Fred sat up a bit and placed his lips on one of the bears, starting to embrace it. Fred grunted his pleasure to feel the rendered kiss, their tongues turning around each other, exchanging their saliva with greed. Fast Ed laid a hand on the fingers working his sex still in his pants. He rubbed warmly each phalanx, showing the boy how he was desirable.

Fred was lost in his pleasure to kiss, enjoying his smell, his warmth, his age even. Ed was the first adult that he was really kissing and even if he had loved to do the same with Greg, Francis and Dave, this had nothing to do with an experienced adult.

Fred opened his eyes feeling that Ed had lifted his hand and had rested it on his own leg, always around his fingers, breaking the kiss, smiling still.

« You don't....

• You know what you need ? »

Fred's mouth was empty and cold. Too empty and too cold to his liking.

« For a good night's sleep in the first place. Rest then, quiet, so that you can fully integrate all that get you. To ensure that you get the right conclusions. Take your hat and get up, I'll take you home ! »

Fred was lost, disappointed, sad, scared and he felt rejected.

« You don't... »

Ed smiled, kissing him again on the lips, but chastely this time.

« I want you to understand that, Fred. You're a good boy. Desirable on all plans. And I don't doubt for a second you can seduce someone here if you decide to come back despite what happened. You've already experienced the dangers that exist. You'll be more prepared. But me ? »

The smile of Ed was more broad, warm and tender. But it was now a paternal smile.

« My job is to teach you, not to take advantage of you.

• But you don't take advantage of me !

• Oh, if I did, I would take advantage of you. You're not ready, Fred. Not yet. But you are able to learn now. Tonight, I didn't lied to you. I showed you that you were desirable and in time, when you'll be able to come here without a false license, I swear to you that if I'm still here, I'll give you one of their best beer before get you to spend a very pleasant night in my company ! You're made to be loved, but not now. Not yet. »

Fred looked down, his voice lower, less assured.

« Maybe you're right... »

Ed kept his smile, happy to see Fred start to understand.

« Right now what you expect will happen soon. And I admit, I envy those who will enjoy it. »

Fred smiled openly, rising, handing his cap.

« I think I would expect so. »

He replaced his cap.

« But X-porn is not what I need anymore ! »

Ed could feel an unflinching determination in the voice of Fred. He knew he said what was on his mind. He saw Matt even, waving at him and he returned the gesture, smiling. Ed was sure, the evening made Fred to grow up.

Silently, Fred opened the door of the car, having spent a few seconds to admire the front cover of the Alfa parked behind the bar. He looked around him, enjoying with his hand the delicate leather of the seat.

« There is something that has been changed, no ? It seems that the cell is not adapted for the seats ! »

Ed moved to the steering wheel, started and turned back.

« It looks like that you know a lot about it ! I got along the rails of the seats to have more room in the back.

• It's still comfortable.

• This passion come from your father ?

• Yes. He worked in the car industry. Save for a time where he was on an offshore drilling rig. We could see him only one week a year, mom and me. »

The Alfa was travelling at a moderate pace, Ed making some sudden acceleration to break however the flexibility of his conduct.

« It would be difficult times.

• The worst was having to move at night sometimes. Mom didn't necessarily have the means to pay the rent before to go. I knew that she did not like it, but she had no choice. She still kept the receipts and my parents pay back them slowly now.

• That's what you want to do ? Work with your father ?

• No, not really. I have not yet thought about it, but I can't spend the next forty years to grease engines or change the connecting rods. But the mechanics fascinates me. Aviation would be a good choice.

• It's your call. It's like choosing a good partner. There are a lot of variables to consider. Except that it is easier to tackle a jerk than to leave his job. »

Fred smiled slightly, rubbing his injured eye.

« Does it hurt ?

• Not really. It's numb.

• Once back home, put some ice in a cloth, to avoid that it swells too much. »

Fred promised to do. Being a little hurt, it wasn't a problem. Find an excuse that makes sense on the other hand... Ed smiled, seeing the boy think. Already, the car left the city center to join the residential neighborhoods.

« You think I'm right ?

• Right about what ?

• To want to come back ?

• It's your call, Fred. I'm not in your shoes.

• That's the problem. I don't know what my place is. I saw in the room things I found... really displaced. Things with which I was not comfortable with. And at the same time, I was really curious and it aroused me too sometimes. »

Ed smiled a little, looking at the road.

« It's the double attraction of novelty, of the forbidden. Curiosity also. The "dirty boots" is perhaps a bit too strong for you. »

Fred was thinking.

« At the same time, the quieter places may seem very bland in comparison ! No, I really think that I will go back.

• Even after what happened to you ?

• Yes. I think it's the best thing to do. Do not stay on a bad impression, a bad experience. And then, you said. I'll be more careful. Staying in the main room, I'm safe, right ? »

Ed could only agree.

« If you say so. Just avoid the basement so. Or your mother will really ask questions seeing your pants !

• It is also... so dirty ?

• It can be ! »

Fred didn't know what made him the most fear. The perverse smile of Ed, or his even greater temptation to go around.

« I am both terrified and excited to go back ! This is all new to me, it's as if everything was changing in my life !

• But this is the case, you know!

• I think so, Yes. It's still crazy. I don't have a huge step to what seems to me and I find myself in a whole new way ! I don't change anything, I change one thing, and I find myself with a new horizon in front of me ! »

Ed remained mute. He turned on the left. Fred saw that he was no more than a block from his home.

« Can you leave me here ?

• There's still a little way, no ?

• Not really, and I like to walk a little.

• This isn't because you're afraid I know your address ? »

Fred smiled in return.

« Not really. But I think that Dad would not like to see me getting out of a car driven by a stranger old enough to be my father ! There would be too many questions ! »

Ed agreed. Parking along the curb, he let Fred go down.

« Remember what I told you about your eye, and have a good night ! »

With a wave of the hand, Fred thanked Ed who turned around before going back to his house, more lighthearted, the eye more painful.

At the wheel of his Alfa, Ed looked at the road, but he did not see the way. His mind was focused despite him on what the boy had just said. Closer to home, all it was clear. And his obvious anger towards himself.

« Je suis un vrai crétin ! Pourquoi je n'y pas songé avant ? »

« I'm a jerk ! Why I have not thought at sooner ? »

The car parked, Ed cut the engine and returned home, furious about himself, happy too. He saw a glimmer of hope for Greg. Low. Required. But a glimmer nonetheless. That focus should be maintained and grow.