Red Shadows

This is a fantasy work. Names, characters, places, and events are the fruit of the author's imagination. Every resemblance to real people, living or dying, business, Events or locations is purely random. All rights reserved. Copyright © 2016 Gaby Crumb Translate by LISA MASONI Editor: TAKETIME Firs English Edition: 2017

A Dawn Blackridge ... A wonderful author and a precious friend.

I woke up with a terrible headache. Not that it was a surprise remembering how much I drank the night before but that week was a living hell under every point of view. I rubbed my eyes and the remembrance of the erotic dream that I had, filled my mind, as if the headache was not enough.

Damn it, not even get drunk worked anymore!

That brat continued to fill my thoughts and there was nothing I could do to free myself from him.

I turned to the side to sink the face on the pillow and try to sleep a little more, but suddenly I was much more than awake.

Shit, what the fuck did I do?

Asher slept quiet beside me and he was completely naked. The sheet was twisted around his legs, leaving completely discovered the rest of his body. As well as my own.

Shit, shit, shit! I stood up trying to make less noise as possible. Before wake him I needed to remember what the hell happened and certainly I would not be able to focus with him naked beside me. But since it was a week full of shit, it was in the natural order of things that, just standing up, I stumbled into a couple of Dr. Martens.

«But what the fuck..!»

I heard him giggling and I turned toward the bed. Asher had pilled the sheet up and he was leaning against the headboard.

«What the fuck are you laughing at?» I was pissed.

« Are you always in such a good mood in the morning?» he answered me.

«Ash listen! I will be very honest! I have no idea why we are in bed together, naked on top of that, but I think it's better if you go back to your home. And shouldn't you be at school? It's Thursday! On Thursday did not boys go to school?»

«The school is finished, Sean, we are at the end of June. So do not you remember anything?»

«We did not do anything, right?»

Asher raised an eyebrow and he looked at me almost amused.

«Well, it depends on your point of view. If for you the fact to fuck me is nothing, then we have not done anything.»

I stood staring open-mouthed while silently I thought how idiot I could be. Cameron would rip my balls.

«We fucked? Christ... it is not possible!»

«Sean, I'm naked, you are naked, what did you think we did, played cards?»

«You are not funny brat, they could put me in jail for that! You are seventeen!»

Ash laughed.

«Sean, I'm eighteen years old now. Yesterday was my birthday, do you remember? Anyway, they could put you in jail for a lot of reasons, but not for this. You know, right now it sounds that you are not the cold hard chief of the Red Shadows. You stay still, completely naked, looking at me like an idiot. You do not have the bad-boy attitude!»

I do not even answer him and I went to the bathroom. I needed a shower to clear out my mind. Then I would deal with that damn kid I wanted as a thirstily want water.

While the hot water slid over me, I tried to remember what had happened the night before. I remembered having spent the evening with the Reds, it was a quiet thing. No theft, no shooting, no idiot drug dealer who defied the odds and came to peddle his shit in our neighbourhood, no dead. Everything was ok. Cameron was out of town and he had asked me to look after his brother Asher. Well, apparently I had done much more than just a look.

I remembered perfectly the hot dream I had about me and Ash, it probably was not a dream but reality. Shit, I could not have been such an idiot. I had tried everything to put Asher out of my head, I fucked other men and even women, but the damn kid was always there making fun of me. I had hoped that stun me with alcohol would have distracted me just enough to make me collapse into a dreamless sleep, but my hangover only got me into a bigger mess.

How the hell was I going to explain it to Cameron?

I let the hot water wash away thoughts at least for a few minutes and I concentrated only on Ash. Finding him next to me, naked, had seriously put me to test my self-control. The amazement was, fortunately, bigger than the desire I had of him for a few weeks, but I had had to move quickly to avoid to stretch my hands to his body. His golden skin was a temptation every fucking time.

I sat with my hands on the tiles of the shower and looked at my dick getting hard while Ash’s naked pictures on top of me bouncing in my head. The confusion about what really happened and what I had only dreamed about it made me feel frustrated and nervous. I sent myself to hell knowing that the only way to calm down and regain some of lucidity, would have been to jerk off, because, at that time, my cock seemed to be much stronger than my brain.

I grabbed my cock and squeezed in my fist, angry and eager, when the doors of the shower were opened, suddenly making me turn. I found myself in front of a smiling and still naked Ash, damn him.