‘Can we play the Playstation for a while?’

‘Have you got Manhunt 2?’

‘Yeah. Do you like that?’

Matthew nodded. ‘It’s pretty gruesome.’

‘You can’t play two player on that.’

‘We’ll take turns.’

‘Okay,’ Lukas said, suddenly happy. He was still wearing the nightshirt, and as he bent forward in front of the television, looking in the cabinet underneath it for his games, he had his knees wide apart and his whole arse poking back towards Matthew, while between his legs, Matthew could see the padlock holding his balls in place, ready to be crushed.

There was no way they weren’t going in the vice.

Lukas sat back down on his heels, opening the game. He put it in the player and then stood up, the whole of the front of his nightshirt caught up in his cock, so that Matthew could see his balls from the front.

He wanted it. He was just making a drama about nothing.

Lukas pulled the nightshirt down and sat down beside Matthew, the two of them sitting on the floor, with their backs against the couch.

‘Hang on,’ Lukas said, getting up on his knees again. He slid the coffee table out of the way.

When he sat down again, his cock was poking up between his legs, tenting the nightshirt.

‘Man, I can’t get rid of this thing,’ he said, trying to cover it.

With his knees stuck up in the air, Matthew could see right up the sides of the nightshirt, seeing the whole length of Lukas’ legs from the sides, right up to his hips, seeing the sides of his arse. The padlock was hanging out between his legs, though Matthew couldn’t see it.

Lukas handed him the controller.

‘You go first,’ Matthew said, not taking it. ‘First time you’re killed, you hand it over.’

‘Okay,’ Lukas said. He held it between his knees and started to play.

They played for fifteen minutes or so, and then for half an hour, and then for twenty minutes more, passing the controller back and forth.

‘I tell you what. If I can nut this guy, you’ll let me do it.’

‘You can’t do that.’

‘Will you let me, if I can,’ Matthew said, turning to him quickly, but turning back again so he didn’t lose his concentration.

‘Maybe,’ Lukas said, though he didn’t sound like he would.

Matthew sneaked up behind the guy and kicked him between the legs.

‘There!’ Matthew said, before he plunged the syringe into the guy’s throat.

‘Well you didn’t nut him,’ Lukas said. ‘You only kicked him.’

Ten minutes later, Matthew was still going. ‘How about this guy, then. What if I do it to this guy?’

Lukas said nothing.

Matthew turned to him quickly.

‘You’ll let me do it, right, if I do it to this guy.’

Lukas shrugged. He didn’t say anything.

Matthew threw the guy to the ground, and kicked into his nuts with Danny’s foot.

‘There!’ he said. ‘That would have got him.’

Lukas shrugged again.

‘Come on.’

‘If you can do it one more time, I’ll think about it.’

‘Okay,’ Matthew said. ‘I’ll nut a guy properly. Deal?’

‘I’ll think about it,’ Lukas said, putting his hands between his legs. ‘If you can do it before you get killed again.

‘And the guy really loses his nuts,’ he said, about five seconds later.

In the next level, Matthew had a saw. He snuck up behind a guy and put the saw between his legs, holding it upside down, and giving him two quick slices.

‘Ha!’ Lukas said.

The guy fell down in pain.

Matthew sawed his head off.

He stopped playing, let the controller rest between his knees, and didn’t do anything. Within a minute or two Danny was dead.

He turned his head and looked at Lukas. Lukas was looking at the screen, holding the front of his nightshirt stretched down between his legs, his knees together.

‘Come on, Lukas,’ Matthew said, putting the controller down beside him. ‘It’s almost two o’clock.’

Lukas swallowed, but he didn’t say anything.

Matthew shuffled close to him and put his arm over Lukas’ shoulder. He pushed him forward, away from the couch, so that he could slide his arm down till he was holding Lukas around the waist.

Lukas leaned back against the couch while Matthew turned his head and kissed the side of Lukas’ hair.

‘Why do you want to,’ Lukas said, still staring at the screen.

‘Any guy would.’

Lukas nodded slowly.

‘It’d be a dream come true – for any guy – to really get to do that.’

‘My nuts’ll be fucked.’

‘That’s the idea,’ Matthew said, jogging his body with his arm playfully, jogging Lukas against him.

‘And it’d really hurt.’

‘That’s the idea.’

Lukas took a big breath and exhaled.

Matthew reached his hand over, trying to put it between Lukas legs, but Lukas locked his knees together, and was holding his gear tightly.

‘Come on,’ Matthew said, sliding his fingertips down the insides of Lukas’ legs, from his knees to his groin. ‘Can I touch them?’

Lukas didn’t move.

Matthew slid his hands up and down Lukas’ legs a couple more times, sliding his fingers down the crack between them.

‘Can I hold them?’ he said, softly. He turned his head, and whispered into Lukas’ ear. ‘I promise I won’t hurt them.’

Lukas moved his legs apart a little, and took his hands out of his groin.

Matthew slid his fingers down the insides of Lukas’ legs slowly, and then slid them up, and down again, before he reached right down between Lukas’ legs and held his balls in his hand.

He squeezed gently, and turned his head, so that he could kiss Lukas on the neck.

‘Can I do it a little bit harder?’

Lukas nodded.

Matthew squeezed again, making sure he didn’t hurt Lukas.

‘Does that hurt?’

Lukas shook his head.

‘A little bit harder?’

Lukas nodded his head.

Again, Matthew made sure he didn’t hurt Lukas. He didn’t want to break his promise.

‘Does that hurt?’

Lukas shook his head.

Matthew traced his hand up, tracing the tips of his fingers around the base of Lukas’ cock and tickling the top of his groin, where his pubes should have been. Lukas’ muscles contracted spasmodically, and his cock jerked hard, once, twice, three, four times, and then quivered.

He should have been coming, Matthew knew, but he wasn’t.

Lukas groaned.

Matthew traced his hand up, inside Lukas’ nightshirt, until he had one of Lukas’ nipples between his fingertips. He tweaked it and bit Lukas’ earlobe.

And could feel Lukas’ cock jerking the nightshirt.

‘Can I put your balls in the vice?’

Lukas turned his head away, so that the back of his neck was in Matthew’s face.

Matthew didn’t want to do it, but with the hand he had around Lukas’ waist, he pulled at the nightshirt until he had pulled it off the top of Lukas’ cock. He reached down with his other hand and put his palm on the top of Lukas’ cock. He smeared it with precum, and wrapped his hand around Lukas’ little cock, tugging on it gently.

Lukas threw his head back onto the couch, his body turning into jello. Matthew pulled his little cock a few more times, and then left it, jerking and quivering on its own, naked. He reached his hand down and held Lukas’ balls again, while he put his mouth over Lukas’ throat.

Lukas groaned and turned his head from side to side. He pushed Matthew’s head away with his hands, unable to stand the feeling.

Matthew put both arms around Lukas and pulled his limp body towards him, holding him wrapped in his arms beside him.

‘Can I do it?’ he said, speaking into Lukas’ ear.

Lukas nodded, a single nod, and Matthew held him tight while he came into his jeans.

He pulled away from Lukas and looked at him.

Lukas’ eyes were heavy, and he was looking at Matthew dreamily.

‘Would you…?’

‘What?’

‘If I let you, would you…?’

‘What?’

‘Fuck me.’

Matthew pulled away from him and put his hands between his knees, staring at the television.

‘Up the arse?’ he said, after he had turned to Lukas again.

Lukas nodded, still looking at him with that dreamy look. It was like he wanted to reach out to Matthew and hold him.

‘Okay,’ Matthew said, after he had turned back to watch the television, and thought about it. ‘I’ll tell you what,’ he said, and turned to Lukas. ‘I’ll do it three times. Is that a deal?’

Lukas was looking at him dreamily, like he was the best thing that had ever been created.

‘Would you do it now?’ he said, his voice tiny.

Matthew shook his head.

‘It’s just…I’ve got this boner,’ Lukas said. He realised he was uncovered, and he pulled the nightshirt over it. ‘…and I can’t think straight. If I could just come, I’d be able to think straight.’

‘Well have you pulled yourself?’

‘I can’t.’

Matthew thought this was funny. He stared at the television for a while and then turned back to him.

‘I don’t want to fuck you now,’ he said. ‘Not like that.’ He looked at Lukas’ groin. ‘I mean, if your balls were done, I wouldn’t mind so much. I’d probably like it.’

‘Really?’

‘Maybe. You wouldn’t really be a guy then. And I could feel them while I was fucking you.’

‘But they’d be all fucked up.’

‘That’s what I mean.’

Lukas said nothing, but just kept staring at Matthew like he was a god.

‘Can you hug me again?’

‘Are you going to let me do it?’

Lukas stared for a moment and then nodded.

‘Here,’ Matthew said. He wrapped his arms around Lukas and held him tight, holding Lukas’ head over his shoulder, so their heads were side by side.

‘Would you let me…?’

‘What?’ Matthew said, putting his lips against Lukas’ ear.

‘Would you let me suck your cock?’

Matthew came again, feeling the jism jet out of the end of his cock and into his jocks. He had one hand on Lukas’ bare arse, cupped between his legs, and the tips of his fingers were touching the padlock.

But the thought of Lukas’ lips around his cock was too much.

‘You don’t have to,’ Lukas said, after some time had passed and Matthew hadn’t answered.

‘No, it’s all right. You can if you want.’