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AUGUST

BARWEST, YORKSHIRE

The music was banging as Nathan crossed the dance floor with his mates Stu and Miles. They headed to one of the tucked away booths.

"So...come on sweetie, tell us WHY you've got THAT smile spread across your face?" said Stu, his southern comfort at his lips.

Nathan raised an eyebrowe, " Well, it's Jackson's birthday today, and I sorta texted him best wishes and that...you know with it being his first birthday since he was stolen from me...AND..." he smirked.

Stu and Miles glanced at one another, " Oh come on...AND WHAT...?"

"...and HE texted me back...", Nate was looking all pleased with himself, "it just said thanx but it made my day...You know, these last six months have been hell...I was such a dick getting my head turned by that doctor at the hospital...If ONLY Jackson would give me another chance"

Stu could see Nate was going from pleased as punch, to down in the mouth in a millisecond, so he lightened the situ.

"He's in Spain...with that Aaron chav...and word is that they are giving it a go, like" told Miles.

Nathan nodded and sat back. The lights from the dance floor strobing his face in green and red flashes, " I just wish I could turn the clock back...I really do"

"It's not gonna happy sweetie" said Stu, downing his drink and stood up to get them in another round, "...anyway...I thought you were seeing someone...Dan or David..."

"That's all finished..." cut in Nate, " I've had dozens of fellas since Jackson...NOBODY matches up...I just want my man back"

Miles stood and grabbed his hand, " Come for a dance...that'll cheer you up"

Nate put on a smile and humoured him. But as he moved with the rhythm of the beat, his mind was far far away.

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MALAGA, SPAIN

Jackson was having a great time. It was his birthday and Aaron and his mates had treated him out to a top night out in Malaga.

The club was heaving as the builder stuck an arm around Aaron and kissed him on the neck, Aaron turned and stared into Jackson's brown eyes, they were smiling at him and he had theat 'look' about him, like he wanted to drag him down some allyway and shag the living daylights out of him.

As Jackson and Aaron's lips met, the builder pulled away, "need a slash...lagers got to me but hold that thought" he teased and pushed through the crowd. His red checkered shirt with it's top bottons undone, made him stick out abit in the busy nightclub.

Aaron's phone buzzed and he pulled his phone out of his pocket. It was carpenter Chris.

He stuck the phone to his ear, and put his finger into the other ear to block out out the music so he could hear him.

"Chris NOT NOW! I've WITH Jackson tonight...look I can't"

He looked behind him towards the direction of the bogs to make sure Jackson wasn't coming back.

"Where are you...where?"

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Aaron was slapped up against the wall, and his hot sweaty vest was pulled off him. The allyway stunk of piss but seeing as his cock was rock hard he didn't give a toss.

Chris snogged the face off him. Chris smelling all hot and musky. And mixed with the aftershave it turned him on all the more.

Aaron stuck his hands down Chris's shorts and started to rub his cock. He was hot and horny too and he could feel the juicy precum on his fingers.

Aaron looked to the sky as Chris started to bite at his swung him around and forced Aaron's boxers down, he licked at the machanics ear and whispered;, " I wanna fuck you good and hard!"

"don't just say it..DO IT!" Aaron hissed...he couldn't take no more, he just wanted Chris's stiff cock up his arse.

And Chris was rough, just how he liked it and Aaron screamed in pleasure...Chris having to gag him with his hand in the process.

Chris banged him hard. Chris's strong muscular arms held him tight...hands grabbing hold of his hard member.

Aaron turned his head to see someone at the entrance to the allyway.

"Aaron?"

Aaron swallowed as he saw Jackson's brown eyes looking back at him. Then he ran.

Chris stopped Aaron from going after him, "no don't...it'll be pity to spoil it" he grinned.

Aaron pulled up his boxers and jeans, " I've gotta go after him"

Chris sighed and leaned back on the wall. His cock stuck out in front of him, ready and willing to go.

"Aren't you not even gonna finish me off!"

Aaron threw a glance back at him as he went down the ally, " Do it yahself man!"

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"JACKSON! JACKSON WAIT!"

Aaron ran back into the club where he saw Jackson go into. The builder HAD heard his call because he looked his way when he said it, but he just went into the club.

Aaron went in and found the builder up at the bar, " Jackson! it's not what you..."

Jackson turned and glared at him, " Not like what exactly? I have got eyes you know...I could see what you were doing...you and him...what do you take me for"

Aaron bit his lip, but didn't take his eyes off Jackson. He watched his every reaction, "It's...it's well...you were busy on that build...errrr"

Jackson laughed out loud at him, then narrowed his eyes, " do you THINK i'm stupid? Do you really THINK I were born yesterday? I KNOW AARON!"

"What?"

"You and him...the sneaky little texts...the secret calls...not around in the flat when I came home for me lunch...you were with HIM and I know you were"

Aaron shook his head, he wasn't having it, " What? You spying on me now?"

Jackson stuck his back to him to ignore him, "I didn't have to...you weren't THAT clever about your movements"

Aaron swallowed down and tried to make the builder turn around, "It's nothing more than what YOU do...did...when..."

Jackson was furious now, he swung around, teeth gritted, "You what? You are talking about when WE got together? I don't do that anymore...I was committed to yah, to us...and I thought you were too"

"I am"

"Yeah it's looks like it!"

Jackson's work mate Steve came over, " Hey dude...what gives mate?"

Jackson nodded his head towards Aaron, " Ask him mate...ask him because he's been hoaring it about like a right little slapper!"

Aaron was uptight, " TAKE THAT BACK!"

Jackson shook his head, " Why? Is it because the truth hurts? I should've known you were gonna be like this...IT'S MY BIRTHDAY AARON! And YOU do this...not even Nathan stooped that low!"

Aaron got in Jackson's face, "Oh right HERE we go! Good old Nathan! How I have to be compared to HIM all the fucking time!"

Jackson laughed at him, " Yeah and at this moment in time, do you KNOW where you stand? You're right behind him mate...if it were a choice between you and HIM at this very moment, then i'd choose HIM everytime!"

Aaron was shaking...that hurt so much...he balled his fists and punched Jackson on the jaw. The builder went flying to the floor. His drink soaking him.

Aaron backed away, mouth open...and then he put his hands to gob and shook his head, "Jackson I..."

Jackson picked himself up, he stuck a finger to his mouth and looked at the blood on his fingers. Steve looked at him, " He's a right nutter him...you best call the coppers"

Aaron shook his head and came forward, " Jackson don't... you know how these spanish coppers are with fights and that"

Jackson looked like he was gonna explode; "Do you really THINK i give a toss...you're a thug Aaron...you ALWAYS will be...now GET OUT of my sight because I don't want anything more to do with yah!"

"Jackson I know you are mad at me..."

Jackson welled up, " I loved you! I thought I loved Nathan, but with you it were different...but you are worse"

Aaron shook his head, " Don't say that...I not Jackson...I'M NOT!"

Jackson turned his back to him and walked away...

"Jackson! Jackson please..." but now he was alone. He was alone in a noisey sweaty club full of ravers.

Where did he go from here?

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