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Chapter Six
     
     
     
    Did Reece Carter want to be a rich man? Hell yeah, but what sort of question was that anyway?
    Cade was mad to ask, because didn’t everyone? No, he was mad…at Cade. Mad for tricking him into making a porn movie in a client’s garden, even if it was only thirty seconds of filth.
    Really fucking hot filth, but filth nonetheless.
    He typed a text message back.
     
    You really think I’m impressed by that stunt?
     
    Within seconds he had a response.
     
    No, I think you’re turned the hell on. I think you enjoyed seeing us fuck and now your cock is hard again. And why not enjoy it? We’re hot together, and I’d bet my last condom that the rest of the world would think so too.
     
    Reece shook his head. Who the hell was this guy?
     
    What are you on about Cade? Because right now you’re pissing me off. I should come over there and let my fist meet your mouth. And that’s exactly what will happen if anyone else sees this.
     
    He balled his hands. He’d never hit Cade. He might be a fit bloke who liked his sex a bit rough around the edges, but he wasn’t into violence.
     
    I’d rather you didn’t because then I’d have to thump you right back and mark your pretty face. And it ‘is’ for our eyes only. Like I said. But, think about it. Please.
     
    Reece tutted.
     
    Think about what exactly?
     
    He hit send and stared out of the van window. Some kids were kicking a ball against a low brick wall and the repeated thumping was banging through his head. Fuck, what had he gotten himself into with Cade the gardener—no job too big or small?
     
    Remember what we said? Wouldn’t it be fun if fucking was our job? Well it can be if you trust me.
     
    The nerve of it.
     
    Why would I trust you after this?
     
    A message came back.
     
    Because I am trustworthy, I just had to hook you. I’ll see you tomorrow Reece, but for now sleep tight and dream of me xxx
     
    Reece clicked his phone locked, grabbed his backpack then stepped out of the car. The thudding of the ball intensified and he walked quickly to the entrance of his block of flats. There was some new graffiti on the communal door— Sykes is a gay twat.
    Reece let himself in and climbed the stairs to level six. The elevator was broken yet again and the stairwell smelled of piss.
    He was glad to get into his home.
    It wasn’t much but it was his. Neat and clean, it had his things in it—a huge flat screen TV with Sky Sports, a fridge full of beer and in the spare room, his running machine. One day he’d move out, get a house with a garden. Maybe have a lawn like the Henley-Smythes that he could fuck on to his heart’s content but until then, he was stuck in his small two-bedroom place.
    After slipping out of his overalls and washing paint from his hands, he sat in just his boxers on the sofa with a beer.
    He reached for his phone and within seconds was playing the video. He couldn’t help it—he was compelled to see it again.
    There was no doubt about it, Cade was fucking gorgeous. This time rather than being shocked as he watched Cade walk naked to the pool and dive in, Reece admired the tapered dark hair that ran down the midline of his body to his erect cock. He’d have liked to spend some serious time exploring that hair, preferably with his tongue, rather than rushing to satisfaction with little time for indulging.
    But they hadn’t had the luxury of time.
    He watched Cade kissing him in the pool, holding his head possessively and at the perfect angle for the camera under the diving board to pick up the action.
    Reece shifted on the sofa—he was getting hard. The memories were fresh and strong. He’d enjoyed watching Cade wank in the pool. It had been lazy, languid and completely unselfconscious. That bit wasn’t on the video, clearly Cade had needed to do some editing to send it by text, but the good bits were on it—the parts that showed the action.
    Good bits? Action?
    Fuck, now Reece was thinking of it as an actual