by Woods, Karen
One man caught his eye. He looked twice at him because he thought he knew him. As he looked closer the ginger hair made him realise it was Shaky from the care home. “Fuck me!” he whispered. Shaky looked fatter and his ginger wig was in need of a haircut. He was dressed in some grey pants and a white shirt. As he watched him closer he reminded him of a paedophile. Shaun turned his chair the opposite way and hoped he didn’t have to talk to him. He looked uneasy.
The music stopped and the song “Temptation” by Heaven 17 started to play. Shaun’s eyes focused on the stage and there she was in all her glory. Becky was dressed in a red bikini. Her silver shoes caught his eyes and as he watched her take the stage as if she owned it, he looked proud. Shaun watched every move she made as he touched his crotch.
Becky’s hips gyrated to and fro and at one stage she was sat in front of him with her legs spread apart nearly showing all her fur burger. His cock felt hard in his pants and he wanted to part her tash there and then. The men at the side of where he stood were placing money in Becky’s bra. She was like a goddess to them and each of them looked at her with wanting eyes.
As she moved along the platform he could see Shaky searching his pockets. He watched him pull out a note and whistle for her to come over to him. As she walked near him she bent over and looked at him through her legs. She could feel the money being shoved up her arse cheeks and slowly kicked him away with a look of disgust on her face. Shaun wanted to run over and punch his face in but before he knew it Becky was on the other side of the stage still collecting money.
The song seemed to last forever. She finished her last move over near him. Every muscle in her body looked toned and he couldn’t wait to be inside her later. As the song finished she winked at him and left the stage. Shaun turned his head to the right and saw Shaky on his phone. He was curious as what he was up to and followed him outside when he saw him leaving.
Shaun lit a cig and stayed in the doorway out of sight. He watched Shaky pacing up and down the street. He looked like he was waiting for someone as he kept checking his watch. A few minutes later he watched him talking to a younger lad. As he watched more closely he could see Shaky grab the lad’s arm and drag him closer.
“It’s Lenny!” Shaun mumbled.
Taking a deep drag of his cig he followed Shaky round the corner into a dark alleyway. He could hear bits of moaning and didn’t want to go any further. Frozen for a second he knew he had to make sure Lenny was alright.
The alleyway was eerie and as he walked further into it, he could see a shadow. Creeping slowly behind him he could see Shaky’s pants were halfway down his arse. It wasn’t until he got nearer that he could see Lenny bent over the bin with his pants down too. Shaun felt sick and stood on a can that made some noise. He could hear noises in front of him and decided to fuck off back to the club. As he left he was gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. His words were angry as he mumbled under his breath.
“Still the same old Shaky I see. Well you’re another one who will get what’s coming to them. You dirty bent bastard.” Shaun stood in front of the club and lit another cig. His hands were shaking and he was struggling to breathe. “Dirty twat,” he snarled. Becky now came to join him.
“I’ve been looking for you everywhere. I thought you’d fucked off.” Shaun tried to laugh but felt sick in the pit of his stomach. One hundred and one things were going round in his mind and he was already planning Shaky’s downfall inside his head. He put a smile on his face and tried to act normal.
“I just needed to get some fresh air. Your dancing made me all hot and sweaty.” Becky smiled at him and hurried him back inside the club. She was pulling at his arm.
“Come on I’ve got another three dances to do before we can leave.” He followed her back inside but he kept turning his head watching the exit. Becky guided him to a small office at the back of the club. Once they were inside she locked the door and pulled a small bag of white powder from her bra.
“What’s that?” he asked with a soft voice.
“Just a bit of sniff that’s all. Do ya want a line or what?”
Shaun felt uneasy. He’d had stuff in the past but nothing as hard as cocaine. He watched everything she did and followed her lead. Within minutes he felt the rush of the white powder. He was on fire and full of life. Becky pulled him closer and kissed him passionately. He could feel her wanting him as she ground her crotch against him. Within a short space of time he was inside her and riding her like the wind. His cock felt like it had a mind of its own. It felt massive as he slid in and out of her. Becky must have had lots of sex in the past because the things she was doing to him set him on fire. He was screaming with pleasure and never wanted it to end. Becky reached orgasm first and he watched her face as she came. Never in a million years had he thought sex could be this good.
They lay entwined on the floor for a while. Shaun smiled over to her and held her hand. Becky started to get ready and told him she was back on stage again soon. He pulled his pants up and held her by the waist.
“That was great. You’re one top woman.” She tossed her hair back from her face and giggled.
“Ay and that was for free. Imagine if you was paying what you would get.” Shaun was shocked and shot her a look.
“What do you mean? Are ya a prostitute as well?” She screwed her face up and waved a finger in his face.
“Am I fuck. I’ve done some escorting in the past, but not for years now.” He looked relieved as he straightened his t-shirt. Before she opened the door she turned back and kissed him.
“I can see me and you are gonna go far together you know.” Shaun agreed and headed back into the club. As she left his side he could see Shaky sitting back at the table. He wanted so much to run over to him and punch his face in but he knew he would have to wait. The time would come for him and when it did he wanted Colby to be at his side.
The night went on more or less the same and Shaun snorted more and more lines of cocaine. His jaw was swinging by the end of the night and his eyes looked fucked. Becky was at his side and they decided to go back to the house.
As they walked down the streets the midnight air cooled them down. They were both swaying about and looked as pissed as farts. Becky wanted to know more about Shaun and asked him a bit about his background. He told her about Lauren and his baby and she could see the pain in his eyes as he spoke about her. She gripped his hand as they walked and she told him more about her life.
Becky had some big dreams. She told Shaun she was saving her money to go and live abroad. He looked shocked. She could see his face change and laughed.
“What do you think I dance each night for, the fucking fun of it? I’ve worked it out, if I dance for another few months I’ll have enough to go and find somewhere to live and some money to keep me going until I find work” Shaun’s head wobbled as he looked at her. “And what about me? Where do I come into this dream?”
“You can come if you want Shaun. Fucking hell I’ve only just met you and you want to be included in my dreams,” she huffed. His face was blank as he hunched his shoulders.
As they reached the house he searched his pocket for his key. Once he’d found it he struggled to put it in the door.
“Fucking give it here!” Becky giggled. “You’re bobbins.” Sliding the key into the lock she could see Shaun flopped against the wall looking like he was going to be sick. “Come on ya piss head,” she chuckled. The house was silent as they headed straight upstairs to bed.
Both of them fell onto the bed. They remained fully clothed as they lay in each other’s arms. Colby could hear them from the next room and relaxed knowing his friend was back in the house.
*
The following morning Becky rushed to get ready. She had to meet her friend at twelve o’clock. She quickly checked her watch and kissed Shaun on the cheek telling him she would be back later. He tried grabbing her back into bed for a bit more loving but she wriggled free telling him she had to leave. As he listened to the
front door closing, the night before came flooding back to him and he remembered seeing Shaky. He tossed and turned and no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t get back to sleep.
Lying wide awake he could see the door opening slowly. Colby dipped his head around the door. Once he knew he was alone he ran and jumped onto the bed.
“Where’s Becky then? Has she gone home or what?” Shaun nodded his head. He looked rough. Looking at Colby’s face he couldn’t decide whether to tell him or not. After a few minutes Colby sprawled on the bed at the side of him.
“So what did ya do last night? Was it a good night or what?” Shaun looked in a world of his own and Colby punched him in the arm to wake him up.
“Are you listening to me or what ya muppet?” Shaun realised he was talking to him and answered.
“Yeah fucking top night mate. You should have come out instead of being a boring twat.” Colby placed his arms behind his head and fell back onto the bed.
“I got stoned and had a good night with Jerry.” Colby made himself comfortable. “So come on what did I miss?” Shaun reached for his pants and grabbed two cigs. He passed one to Colby. Shaun’s face looked serious.
“You missed quite a lot mate.” Colby was intrigued and watched his face change as he carried on. “I was in the club with Becky. Just watching her dance, and all that,” he inhaled deeply on his cig, “as I looked over my shoulder I thought I recognised this bloke who was sat near me.” Colby was sat up now, hanging onto his every word. Shaun licked his dry cracked lips and slowly shook his head. “It took me a while but his hair was a dead giveaway. He looks a lot older than I remembered him but I still knew it was him.” Colby was frustrated.
“Fucking who? Come on who did you see?” Shaun gulped.
“Shaky.”
Colby’s face changed. He stood from the bed and marched around the room with the cig hanging out of his mouth. As he looked out of the window, Shaun continued telling him what he’d witnessed with Lenny. Colby was livid.
“The dirty, dirty fucker. Why did you walk away? You should have done him in right there and then.” The room was silent as Shaun sat thinking. Colby was now at his side and he wanted to know every last detail about him. Once he knew it all he grabbed Shaun’s arm.
“We need to go and see him. We can get hold of Lenny and find out all we can about him. Lenny will help us. I know he will.”
Shaun agreed, but Colby was scaring him. He told him he wanted to abduct him and slice the fucker up. Shaun wanted revenge but nothing like Colby was saying. He was happy just to beat him up and all that, he never wanted to kill him. Colby was like a man possessed. He reminded Shaun of all the times he’d stood by him in the past and wanted to be sure he would help him seek Shaky out. Shaun gave him his word but dreaded to think what would happen to Shaky when Colby got his hands on him.
A few days passed and there was still no sign of Lenny. Every phone call that was taken went through Colby. He was feeling at an all time low. He looked depressed all day long.
A few days later there was a knock at the door and Shaun answered. Once he’d looked through the spyhole he could see it was Lenny. Half of him wanted to turn him away but the other half remembered the promise he’d made to his best friend. He looked a mess. He had a black eye and was struggling to walk. Shaun let him inside and brought him straight into the front room. As soon as Colby saw him he was all over him like a rash. Shaun had to tell him to leave him alone for a minute while he sorted the kid out.
“Fucking hell man!” Colby moaned as he sat back down on the chair chewing at his finger nails.
Lenny looked tired. As they examined his face they asked him what had happened. His voice was low and he seemed too weak to speak. Shaun spoke to him as he knelt by his side. Grabbing his hand he spoke with a soft caring voice.
“When was the last time you’ve had summat to eat?” Lenny shook his head and shrugged his shoulders. Jerry made his way into the kitchen and started to make a ham butty and a glass of milk. Shaun sat by his side and asked again what had happened to his face. They both listen eagerly as he started to tell them.
“It was a punter. I was with him last night. He wouldn’t pay me, the slimey cunt. So I pulled a blade on him. I sliced his fucking hand, but it never stopped him from beating me.” Colby was sat on the edge of his seat with his body rocking.
Shaun’s heart was beating like an express train in his chest and he felt guilty in case it was Shaky who’d done it to him. He urged him to tell him more details.
“Where did it happen? Can you remember round about what time it was?”
Lenny looked worried and became cagey. Colby had to assure him he wasn’t in any trouble and told him they just wanted to help him. “It was behind that club ‘Bare It’ or summat like that.” Shaun looked over at Colby and nodded his head. Colby bolted from his chair and dragged his hands in his hair.
“It’s him isn’t it?” he shook his head and dropped his chin onto his chest as he closed his eyes. Shaun asked Lenny a lot more questions as Colby paced the front room. He eventually found out a lot more about their old friend Shaky. Apparently he was well-known by all the rent boys. He was known as “The Rammer.” The lads had given him that nickname because whenever they were having anal sex with him he always rammed his cock in. Colby felt sick inside but needed to know more. He was onto it now and began firing questions.
“Where does he drink? Do you see him all the time?”
Lenny was now eating his sandwich and struggled to speak with a full mouth. He nodded his head at them both. “Let him have summat to eat first, then he can speak to us,” Shaun pleaded. Colby sat back down. Kicking his shoes off he brought his feet up beside him.
Lenny eventually told them everything they needed to know about Shaky and within minutes Colby was thinking about setting up a meet with him. He spoke calmly to Lenny. He held a cunning look in his eyes.
“Lenny. I need you to let me know the next time he wants to see you. As soon as he does, give me a ring and I’ll take it from there.” Lenny looked scared. Colby grabbed his hand and reassured him that he wasn’t in any kind of trouble. “We just need you to get him to a certain place for us that’s all. Then you can fuck off.” Lenny wanted to know more and tried to ask questions but Colby shut him up by throwing him a bag of smack.
Shaun sat thinking and knew it was too late to turn back. He would have to see it through. He listened to Colby and agreed with all his plans.
Chapter Twelve
Lenny stood in his usual spot waiting for punters. The night was warm as he wore his white shorts and pink shirt. His body looked weak and tired. Lenny held his arms round his shoulders as he looked around the area. This spot was a local haunt for the rent boys in the area. The crowds of tourists who walked past him were unaware of his trade.
Blackpool was alive and kicking. The noise of people having fun filled the air. Lenny had just scored and his eyes looked pinned. His words were slurred as he spoke to another rent-boy stood not far from him.
“Yo, Mark. What time you working until? There is a party at Jonas’ later if ya fancy it?” The other lad shook his head as he come closer.
“I’m not arsed tonight mate. Just want to get home as quick as I can.” Lenny smiled at him and watched as he saw a familiar face approaching. He shouted over to his mate before the punter got any closer.
“Fucking hell. That’s all I need to start my night. It’s the Rammer.” The lad smiled and watched him getting closer. Shaky looked like a fat, scruffy pervert. He just had that look across his face that made him look like a wrong ‘un. Lenny’s face changed and he remembered what Colby had told him. He knew if he was to set the fat cunt up he would definitely get some brown off the lads as a reward. He quickly dipped into his pocket for his phone and searched for the number. Once he found it he turned his face away from Shaky who was nearly at his side and spoke with speed.
“Ay mate, he’s here. I’m outside ‘Bare It’.” I’ll take him to the entr
y behind it. You better hurry up though. I don’t know how long I can keep him there.” Lenny shoved the phone back in his pocket. Colby could be heard speaking but Lenny cut him off. Shaky placed his hand on Lenny’s shoulder. As he turned to face him his heart was pumping.
“Hello. What you after?” Lenny asked. Shaky looked at him with an evil look in his eyes and tried to pull him away. Lenny struggled and spoke.
“No way am I moving till you pay me. Remember last time?” Shaky looked blank as Lenny pointed to his eye. It still had some traces of bruises around it. Searching in his pockets, the punter pulled out a roll of crumpled notes. As he counted it out in the dark doorway he wafted £20 in front of his nose.
“That’s how much you charge isn’t it?” He threw the crumpled notes at Lenny. “Well come on then you better fucking earn it.” Shaky watched as Lenny picked the money up from the floor. Screwing his face up he looked around the area hoping the lads would be here soon. He hated Shaky with a vengeance and prayed he would get a chance to kick the fucker while he was down. Shaky’s breath was stale and Lenny screwed his face up as he spoke to him.
“Okay, okay. What’s the rush? Have you never heard of romance?” Lenny cheekily smiled as his lips trembled. Giving one last glance over his shoulder he slowly headed to their destination. “Hurry up lads, please!” he whispered as he trudged away from the street.
Once in the dark deserted alley he could see Shaky undoing his large black leather belt. He had one arm on a nearby bin balancing as he slid his pants down over his arse cheeks. Lenny watched him like a hawk as he summoned him closer. His voice was chilling.
“Here, get this in your mouth for a minute. I need warming up.” Lenny could see his cock nesting in his pubic hair and fell to his knees at his side. His mind was far from together. He looked desperate as his hands found the man’s penis.
