"Wasn't the Aquarium incredible? I could stare into those fish tanks forever!" Stephen gushes as they walk to their next stop.
"It seemed that long at just under five hours," Calum mutters, looking at his watch, hurrying behind and trying to keep up.
"I just love being together!" Stephen hugs Adam as they walk along. "You, me and Calum..."
"Yeah. Great." Adam rolls his eyes at his father either ignoring his tone or it not registering at all. He's going with the not registering, he knows his father too well when he gets focused and his mother has reminded him of it all too often...
"Are we taking a break for lunch soon? Looking at all those fish made me hungry for chicken..." Calum asks, a little out of breath as they turn another corner.
"Are you kidding? We've got to get to the Museum, there's a dinosaur exhibit!"
"I haven't been into dinosaurs since I was in year 3!" Adam moans.
"I love dinosaurs! It's nice to know there's a creature actually older than me!" Stephen quips, generating a nervous laugh from Calum and nothing from Adam. "Anyway, after that we can go to the driving range! And then there's this arcade I want to check out, I hear it's really fantastic..."
Calum sighs, looking at them both walking off, when exactly is Stephen going to slow down?
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"I can't believe you actually went out in public dressed like that!" Sam tells Corey looking him up and down taking in his eye make up, spiked hair and leather vest not to mention his bare bottom on show, dressed to impress in tight black leather chaps.
"My mother used to say find your best feature and play it for all it's worth," Corey replies, shaking his arse in the only way he can. "So that's what I did. Besides it's called the Leather Ball...you could have at least dressed for the occasion!" He looks despairingly at Sam who looks like he's just walked out of work.
"I did! I wore a leather belt!"
"You are such a stick in the mud!"
"Why? Because I don't want to look like a cross between a nazi storm trooper and John Wayne?!" Sam asks, as he watches a guy with a leather whip use it on himself.
"Stop! You're giving me a hard on!"
"Honestly? These people are too weird!" Sam complains.
"Hello power bottom! How'd you like to polish my boots with your tongue?!" Michael asks playfully, pulling Corey backwards to give him a hug as Sam gives him an appreciative up and down glance; he's looking fucking hot as usual, all in black leather with a black sheer shirt open to his navel.
"What are you doing here, I thought you had Gus?" Corey asks once Michael's released his hold on him.
"I found a sitter..."Michael tells him, looking around to see who and what is on offer tonight.
"Enjoy you guys!"
"Where are you going?" Corey calls after Sam.
"Home. To my leather sofa. It's about as kinky as I get."
Sam's departure is interrupted by the music changing and a leather daddy coming out on the stage below them with a selection of whips in his hand. He starts whipping a guy who's tied to a St Andrews cross, it's all for show of course but the guy's skin is pink by the end and his hot moans and cries can be heard even up on the balcony that they're standing on. Sam's eyes are out on stalks. He's never been into that kind of porn but now that it's here, live, right in front of him, he finds he can't look away.
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Queer as Muke
Fanfiction"The thing you need to know is, it's all about sex. It's true. In fact they say men think about sex every twenty-eight seconds. Of course that's straight men. With gay men it's every nine." Twenty nine year old advertising executive Michael Cliffor...
