Boys of the Fast Lane by Zack

Author:Zack
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, erotic, boy, boys, sex, London, movies, story
Publisher: Bruno Gmünder
Published: 2013-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

Snow in the Wings

Gil was on the point of making a coffee to help the third cigarette of the day down—Mike’s bad influence—when the door bell chimed. He dropped the small smoothing he was using on the colored modeling clay and glowered sourly at the script. Doctor Leo Brady had him stumped, and Jim had phoned only yesterday wondering how was he coming along.

Cropped light brown hair, broad face, hooded eyes, broken nose …

“Steve!”

“Sorry to barge in.” Steve said with an unapologetic half-smile.

“I was about to get a coffee. Want one?”

Steve gave Gil his best sexy eye crinkle. “Yeah. Thanks. I thought I’d drop by. Been too busy before, but I wanted to see how you was settling in.”

“I was a bit nervous, at first. We had a good Christmas, though.” Gil led the way through to the kitchen.

Steve halted beside the large dining table, its plasticated white surface a mess of small lumps. “You playing with Plasticine?”

Gil backed up. “Uh, that’s what you call that stuff here. I asked for some modeling clay at the toy store up on Finchley Road and the guy told me to go to a builders’ supplier if I wanted clay. Then Mike told me what I wanted is called Plasticine.”

Steve grinned crookedly. “Well I know how good you are with yer hands, but I didn’t know you were a talented sculptor.”

Gil laughed lightly. “I’m not. I find it helps me with constructing a scene if I have a sort of set laid out. I’m writing a … er, a film script.” He decided not to confide what the script was about. Steve didn’t strike him as a kind of Thunderbirdy nerdy. Instead, he carried on into the kitchen, checked the water level in the kettle, and switched it on. “How’s your wife and kid?”

Steve took up position on the other side of the island counter and leaned on it. “Wallowing like pigs in shit.”

“Trade been that good, huh?” Gil grinned amiably, but he still found the hustler’s lifestyle a bit weird.

“Can’t complain, mate. So you and that Mikey of yours, yer getting along okay? He was really sick as shit when … well, y’know …”

Gil poured water into two mugs. “It’s only instant.”

Steve didn’t seem to mind Gil’s not following up on the question. “If it’s hot ’n’ wet I don’t mind. So what you up to?”

Gil came around the counter, put down the mugs, and encountered Steve’s lazy eyes which reminded him of Robert Mitchum’s (he and Mike had seen a re-run of Joe Losey’s Secret Ceremony, starring Mitchum and Liz Taylor the week before). Steve’s eyes were knowing and somehow innocent at the same time, and definitely high up in the come-to-bed category. “I’m working on some movie scripts.” His voice sounded husky, as it usually did when he was this close to Steve, with his chunky, bent-nosed boxer’s face …

The kiss came at the same time as the light hand grope.

Gil drew in a sharp breath and Steve’s blunt tongue.

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