The Incident by Xavier Axelson

Author:Xavier Axelson [Axelson, Xavier]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay contemporary erotic romance
Publisher: Fireborn Publishing
Published: 2017-12-21T05:00:00+00:00

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The house was quiet. Mrs Carmac had finally retired and Michael could see she had left the pie out, knowing they would finish it off before heading out. The gesture made him smile but also irritated him for some reason. He quickly grabbed the pie and two forks then returned to find Angel not on the porch but leaning on the fence that looked over at the churchyard. He turned the porch light on before closing the door.

"What are you looking at?" he asked, stepping off the porch and heading over to Angel.

"Just looking. I was thinking about how pissed the priest must have been to put up this fence—Tully's dog always running over there when church was getting out, scaring the old ladies, shitting on the lawn." Angel turned, a big lopsided smile on his face. "Wish I could've seen them two throw down." He took a fork, pushed the plastic wrap off the top, then dug in.

"Father Flatley running down those steps… I can just see him getting all red-faced," Michael said, a smile slowly spreading over his lips. "Tully chasing after the dog, Flatley after Tully."

Angel's deep laugh made Michael smile, then laugh.

"I like hearing you laugh, Mikey. You don't do it enough," Angel said, making Michael suddenly self-conscious.

"Come closer. Don't make me reach for it," Angel said as he dug his fork in for a second bite.

Michael did as he was told. He was close enough that he could smell Angel, and where there had been the smell of cologne there was now the smell of Angel's sweat and the sweet scent of chocolate. It was a heady mix that made his cock begin to swell.

"Angel," he said hoarsely.

"Yeah?" Angel said over a mouthful of pie.

He swallowed and looked away to get a hold of himself. "We should get going," he said, handing the pie to Angel. "You take it home. You know she'd want you to have it."

"You sure? I know how your mom is about her dishes and shit."

"Unless you're planning on skipping town, I think she'll live. You wanna drive or should I?" Michael asked, trying not to look at Angel, but when they came closer to the porch and the light, he could see Angel had a smear of chocolate across his right cheek. He couldn't help but laugh again.

"What's funny?" Angel asked.

"Sorry. You've got chocolate all over your face," Michael said with a smile.

"Where?" Angel asked as he wiped the back of his hand across his face. "Did I get it?"

Michael leaned toward Angel, the cold pie plate the only thing between them. Michael's heart was pounding and he could feel Angel's breath soft on his face.

"No, it's like right by your mouth, on the right," Michael said.

Somewhere a night bird called out and the only reply was the incessant symphony coming from the insects in the neighboring woods, but Michael didn't hear anything except his own tormented thoughts clashing against his physical desires. Sweat had begun to run down his back and he shivered as he felt his spine twitch with excitement.

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