Description:

In semi-lit darkness Adam pursued the boy down a street and into the isolated seclusion of the City Park. Adam's senses bristled at the presence of danger, its nearness making his cock hard and his palms sweaty. He would later admit to himself that it was the lure of the danger that had prompted him to take the risk. He followed the boy's pert little butt deep into the bushes, his adrenaline already at a high.

The boy waited for him in the clearing, leaning casually against a tree. A nearby street lamp bathed the area in an eerie, incandescent glow. He had taken his cock out, and now it beckoned invitingly, daring Adam to draw closer.

"Oh Yes, sweet Jesus." He murmured to himself as he felt the stirrings of desire swell up inside him. He dropped to his knees and crawled toward the boy. The smell of the youthful cock excited him beyond reason. He paused only a moment before taking the thick shaft into his mouth. The erotic combination of smells coupled with the smooth texture of the boy's cock, blinded Adam's radar to any further sense of danger. He was so high on the moment he almost missed the pain of the switchblade as it cut through his jacket piercing his skin, almost.

"...Fucking faggot,” The boy whispered through clenched teeth, the glistening blade held at his side smeared with Adam’s blood.

The sudden assault caught Adam by surprise. As he fell to his side, the pain in his arm was unbearable.

"Please...if its money you want..."

The boy advanced upon him, his cock swinging obscenely between light and shadow.