cold with the efforts of the surgeon touched every inch of the body. The routine day destroyed all the high dreams of earthly desires: after four pairs, Kay was obsessed with warm tea and a strong sleep. The snow continued to tease the star boy, dissolving in the white hair. "It's interesting: how much snowflakes are needed to reproduce my hair", thought Kai.
The young man was quite a bit separated from the dreamed entrance: a transition and a short alley. The underground at that time was lonely, but Kai did not materialize in the minds of a disaster. The guy began to count the steps. At the thirty-fourth, unknown firmly grabbed his hand, and a hoarse voice said:
- Just squeaky.
But Kai understood that it would be stupid to falter in such a situation: here either to scream, or to misinform about the fire, as in anecdote. But time for remarks was, unfortunately, not suitable. Then the guy wondered: how much money in his wallet, whether the offender would satisfy this amount, and how much will remain until the end of the month?
"Take off your pants," the man watched clearly.
"Oh, this is not robbery," said Kai, opening a briefcase. He was not going to justify himself (the boy could not be confused with the lady), to stick together or to show his disloyalty. Of course, the offender was a gay man:
"You know, it's so cold in the street, and I'm barely standing on my feet. Come to my apartment!” - Kai suggested naively.
"Are you booby?" - the assailant was puzzled by the sincerity of the victim.
"You do that," Kai even slightly offended, "I have nobody at home! We can even do it in the corridor". - The last phrase guy, surprised for myself, spoke without shaking. The grown boy Kai knew perfectly that such people exist. And even he positioned himself as a gay. But he did not start a sexual life, because he was afraid of misunderstanding.
"Well, lead," said a man after a brief pause.
In the house Kai finally decided to look at his rapist ... Guest? The guest who was a rapist. He didn’t look as ideal of his puberty sexual fantasies. But to talk about it would be rude and to improve the impression of "rape", Kai kindly offered:
- Maybe a shower?
- Well, let's shower ... - agreed violator - although not a fact - loser.
The young man kindly gave a clean towel and his father's clothes, who sometimes pointed him. After water procedures, the man looked different, now this pure brutality caused a strange feeling. He had no Pasternak cheekbones, Oscar Wilde's haircuts and Symonenko's deep eyes. But who do they currently have? However, Kai wondered: is all that he deserves - is it a harsh rapist? But when will such a chance be? With the heartbeat of the faculty, Peter Porivay, with Andriy Lyubka, whom Kai also considered attractive? "No," the boy replied to his rhetorical questions. Yet, the offender was seductive, even more beautiful than Peter.
- Supper?
The man was waiting for some crap: that the young man throws himself at him with a knife, or he pours boiling water, but Kai so genuinely filled with care for the stranger, which allowed him to become part of his life.
"Perhaps I'm disgusting," the boy thought, coming from the soul. He looked closely at his reflection in a large mirror. They with Miron (unknown’s name) had lived together for a month, and such desirable violence did not occur.
"In the transition he wanted me, and when I took off the coat, he changed his mind - I'm definitely disgusting," Kai said.
The guy looked at his bare fallen stomach, his long, thin skinny legs, hanging from the towel, chaotically put his hair. "Well, thinman, but not the worst in the world," continued the internal dialogue. Yet, having decided to adhere to the rules of mother "do not ask-do not know", Kai firmly headed to Miron:
"Am I disgusting?" - the question is the edge.
The man who calmly watched the news seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, contemplating a naked young man. His gaze tightly clung to Kai's body. When their eyes met, Miron lusted the boy to himself. The young man sat down on his knees and, having found himself desirable close, noticed - Pasternak's cheekbones and Symonenko's deep eyes came out of the game. He did not think of Wilde, when his hand was on another's groin:
"How do you think you are disgusting? "Asked Myron, raising his eyebrow. Kai was not going to pull his hand, but continued to ask:
"Then why didn't you tell me to take off my pants?"
"Because I wanted you to do it yourself."
"I've already done it".
Only few seconds for inexperienced Kai was enough to leave this planet on the shaft of other people's lips. "It's interesting how many small prototypes of the earth's stars need to cover the two thirsty bodies?" - Thoughts did not leave the young naive head.
Within an hour in a strong embrace the young man did not think about anything (even about Andrey Lyubka!). Now only one man lived in his head, and a hoarse voice chanted next: "I love you".
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