Read Scavengers: July for Free Online Page B

think it weird that you watch all these chaps stuffing their cocks up other chaps’ holes and you never even kissed one,” he said, his gaze never faltering.
    “I don’t think you should worry about those things... ‘chaps’ cocks and that...” James laughed, a bit nervously. The zombies in the building behind them had suddenly become less important.
    “I’m not worried! I am interested!” laughed Ira, running his thick fingers along the other man’s thighs. “And you forgot ‘holes’,” he added attentively.
    James swallowed, looking down at the man's hands, in shock. He had no idea where this was going. He had some knowledge from research and stories of men's sexual activities. Apparently some men didn’t really care whose ‘hole’ they used, as long as they didn’t get caught. Others were curious, so maybe that was the case with Ira, who started making titillating remarks since he found out he might be dealing with a homosexual. James didn't really know how he felt about this idea, but he would be lying to himself if he pretended it didn't excite him. Even though the thought entertained him for a while, James knew he couldn't just give into a temptation like this. After all, he had a wife, a son, a 'proper' life. Looking never hurt anyone, but acting on those urges?
    “‘Holes,” was the only thing he muttered after a long silence.
    Ira licked his lips slowly, lowering his gaze to James’ mouth. His breath felt hot on the other man’s cheek. “I like it more when you say ‘cock’.”
    “You do...?” James’ breath became sharp and fast, but he couldn’t force himself to look up.
    “Yea,” breathed Ira, slowly tracing the other man’s Adam’s apple with rough fingertips, “I go crazy when boys that pretty say ‘cock,” he breathed a bit shakily.
    James finally lifted his gaze, shivering from Ira’s tone of voice. “You like hearing about that?” he whispered, feeling that his face must be as red as a poppy. “About cock?”
    It was still only words. Just a bit of banter never hurt anyone, even though James felt his heart pounding like crazy. The whole situation felt surreal. They were sort of sitting by a chimney, in the middle of a zombie infested area and... flirting? Was that the right term for something as obscene? He never heard women other than harlots 'flirt' like that.
    “I like hearing about my cock in a hot, tight hole,” Ira breathed, pressing his thumb to the other man’s lips. His eyelids were slightly lowered, giving a sensuous quality to his rugged look.
    James needed to pull away a bit, though it wasn’t easy in the position they were in. He felt his own body getting hotter from hearing the other man’s words and didn’t want him to see that. Especially since the touching was getting a bit too intense for his sense of morality. “And I presume you hear about that a lot?” he whispered.
    Ira smiled broadly, touching his ear in a delicate manner. “None of them boys ever complained when I talked to them,” he murmured in a way that suggested that he did not really mean a proper conversation.
    James’ imagination was on fire when his mind drowned him in thought of Ira with other men in all those possible positions. But in all honesty, the sole idea of Ira naked was enough to cause a stir in his groin. “I think we should be going,” he said, more and more embarrassed. Smiling, Ira leaned over and James froze as he felt a warm, moist tongue tracing his lips.
    “I guess we should,” he said, straightening his back.
    James’ eyes shot up instantly. He didn’t say a word, but a tremor went through him and he was so nervous that once again he had to grab Ira’s arms to prevent himself from falling.
    “Easy,” the man said, helping him to stand on the flat surface around the chimney. James knew the other man could see his erection, which was now uncomfortably pushing at the front of his trousers. He still couldn’t decide whether he was being merely teased