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WEEKEND MAY BANK HOLIDAY 2014- MONDAY.

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"I'm so glad you two lads could make it..."

Frank handed the two cans over to Aaron and Jackson, who had just arrived. The Barbique at Homefarm was in full swing, with practically all the Dingles making it. MAINLY because of the free flowing booze, Aaron guessed.

Chas came running over across the grass with a pair of tongs in her grasp, "Hey Aaron! Bout time you got here, for a moment there I thought you'd changed yah mind!"

Aaron casually opened up his can with a shrug, "well, It was a toss up between heading to the coast or come here...the coast won it...but I COME here"

Chas was beaming a smile, " Ohhhhh good...it's really important for you to be here..." she sang cryptically. Jackson pulled a face at her, " Why's that? Got something special on the menu?"

Chas teased them, " You're just have to wait and see, won't you..."

Lisa them came over with a bin bag, she was already collecting up the rubbish that was littered around, Chas snatched the bag off her, and shoved it towards Frank's housekeeper, "SHE'S the hired help..." she told her. Peggy glared at her.

Chas then stood and had a mingle with Frank and the boys. It was abit tense because nobody was actually saying anything, Chas broke the ice, "Sooo...where's Jack then? At his Mums is he?"

Jackson nodded at her, " He's on the Isle of wight with her and Mike..."

Chas grinned, " Ohhhhhh that sounds good! Lucky Jack!"

Aaron pulled a face at her, " Errrrrrr I don't think so, POOR Jack more like...A : They've got Sh- hitler with them...and B: it's pissing down and their caravans got a leak"

Chas's was still grinning, " Ohhhhhh, poor love...at least WE'VE got the sunshine, a?"

Frank just stood there listening to them, Aaron could see the subtle look from his Mum to 'make conversation' with him, so he turned his head, " So'a...Frank...is it all right if I give your motor abit of a spin, like...I sorta promised Jackson I would give him a thrill..."

Jackson shot a glare at him.

Frank laughed, " that sounds ominous...but I'm afraid not"

Chas jumped in, " Yeah, it's not here...Cars being seen to...I said to Frank, that Aaron's gonna be well disappointed that he can't have another go in it..."

Aaron did look disappointed, that was the fun taken well and truely out of the afternoon...

Frank could see that more guests were arriving, so he made his excuses, " right, better do some meeting and greeting...", he looked at Jackson, who was downing his can, " Looks like YOU aren't gonna get your thrill, after all"

The builder watched Frank walk off to meets his guests, he was sure there was a pleased smirk on his face...but he wasn't going to rise to it.

He turned to speak to Aaron...but he was gone.

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Jackson hurried over to Aaron who was acting all suspicious near the garage, "What are you doing over here, looking up to no good, for?"

Aaron made sure that nobody could see what he was about to hold up, and before Jackson knew it, a set of keys were jangling in his face, "I don't know what Mum was on about earlier about Scumbags sporty number not being here!"

Jackson pulled a face, he was conscious too of being seen, " Frank said that it's away being seen too..."

Aaron was shaking his head and practically dragging his lover around the corner and was peering into a muddied up window, "Look in there, will yah...I want you to tell me if i'm seeing things..."

Jackson sighed and took a looksee through the window, "Yeah it's a car..."

Aaron shook his head at him...Jackson wasn't 'getting it', "Yeah it is...BUT WHY say it's away being seen to, when it's clearly not, a?"

Jackson couldn't think of a reason to the 'why', he settled for shrugging his shoulders, "Maybe he just wanted to...I don't know..." then his eyes lit up, like he had a sudden thought, "...maybe, just maybe, he doesn't want YOU giving it 'all that' around the lanes again..."

Aaron was smirking. His eyes glancing towards the window...Jackson was just realising what was going off in the machanic's head, " No...no, you're not gonna go stealing it Aaron..."

Aaron gave him an 'as if' look, as he tried the door, " steal it? that's abit far fetched init? I just wanna give it a thrash, that's all"

Jackson stopped him and turned him around, " stop being such a div! Frank Obviously doesn't want you anywhere near it!"

Aaron leaned into Jackson's face, and smirked, " stop being chicken..."

Jackson pulled a face, " I'M NOT CHICKEN!"

Aaron started to cluck.

Jackson shoved Aaron out of the way and snatched the keys off him. He then took hold of the pad lock and undid it, the chain fell to the floor. Aaron placed his hand upon the builders shoulder to stop him from sliding open the door, " Hey...I were only joking, you know"

Jackson looked back at him, " what's up now? You chicken?"

Aaron shook his head and this time shoved Jackson out of the way and went through inside.

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Chas poured herself and Frank another glass of champers. She gave him his glass and smiled in the hot sunshine, " So'a...are we gonna be doing this...this announcement?"

Frank looked towards the focus of people, still talking and drinking their beer or wine, some were munching on barbiqued chicken or burgers.

"Why not...everyone's together...there's no time like the present, is there?"

Chas was scouring around the small crowd of Dingles, Marlon was being picky with the burgers, Lisa was telling Zac to behave and Cain was just giving everybody the evil eye because he didn't want to be there.

But where was Aaron? And Jackson for that matter...Suddenly there was an almighty roar of an engine, and all eyes swung around to see a green sports car go tearing down the drive, with it's top down.

Chas was gobsmacked, " Was that MY Aaron driving? But I thought you said the car was in dock..."

Frank's eyes narrowed as he watched the car speed out of the gates at the bottom of the drive.

"Frank?"

Frank looked like he was worried about something, but at the sound of Chas's voice, he shook himself back to reality. "...what...?" he murmured.

Chas laughed, " Aaron?! He was driving that flaming Sports car of yours...the ONE you said was in dock...hang on..." her face became all serious, "...I don't want him going tearing down those lanes in it...ALL I NEED IS FOR HIM TO HAVE ANOTHER ACCIDENT!"

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Aaron wasn't speeding...not yet anyway. He took the bends gently and turned to Jackson in the passenger seat, " He didn't look too happy, did he?" he laughed.

Jackson nodded his head forward, " Just be KEEPING your eyes on the road please..."

Aaron was in his element, " I just LOVE this motor...I wonder if Frank wants shot of it...I'll take it, if he did like!"

Jackson rested his elbow out the window, and turned, " You what? And how are YOU ever gonna be able to afford, to run a high performance motor like this one you div, we'll not exactly millionaires you know"

Aaron's smile faded, Jackson WAS right...but he could only dream about it. He turned, " Do you mind if I give it some welly...I can just feel it wanting me to hit the floor with the pedal"

"You're do no such thinnnnnnnnnnng"

To late. Aaron's foot pushed the pedal to the floor...and away they went.

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Frank was pacing up and down, Peggy offered him a drink but he declined with a wave of the hand...his eyes constantly on the driveway.

Jai and Charity were about to go. Charity nodded her head towards him when she said her goodbyes to Chas.

"What'sup with him? I mean I know that Aaron has a history of wrapping cars around trees, but I'm sure he'll be alright this time..." she told with a smile.

Chas knocked back her drink and sighed, the afternoon breeze picking up " Ohhhhh, I don't know...now YOU'VE got me worrying...you don't think he has, do you? Crashed it I mean...?"

Charity rubbed her cousins arm, " I'm sure he's okay...the thing we all love about Aaron is, that he's indestructable, a? He'll be back in no time, I bet yah"

Chas still looked worried, " I hope so...because I couldn't go through all that again...not again...never again..."

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"WILL YOU JUST STOP THE MOTOR AARON...NOWWWWW!"

Aaron smirked and skidded the motor to a stop on a verge, both tipped forward in their seats as it did so.

Jackson was all annoyed, " WHY didn't you listen to me, you idiot! Why didn't you stop the car when I told you too, a? YOU always DO this!" his hand slammed the dashboard for effect.

Aaron was smiling at him. " Ohhhh, I love it when you get all masterful with me..." he teased.

Jackson shook his head at him, " I'm BEING serious!"

Aaron leaned forward, "So am I...you need to work off some of that anger, you"

Jackson pulled a face, " What're you going on about?" Aaron unstrapped the seatbelt and was then whipped off his shorts...in a flash Aaron was just sitting there in a Tee shirt and trainers and nothing else.

Jackson swallowed and looked down at him, " You're mad!"

"You're HARD!"

Jackson's face cracked and he hinted a smile he tried to hide, " No I'm not..." but he was beginning to be.

Aaron twisted his neck round to look at the tiny back seat, he smiled, and nodded his head at Jackson, " Come on...lets get in the back"

Jackson glanced around and pulled a face, " We are SO not gonna get in there!"

But Aaron's feet were already climbing over the seat, and he dropped into the back seat, he twisted round and sat legs apart, and stared at his hard-on with a flirty smile to Jackson.

Jackson looked around them, then back at Aaron, " You're SOOO naughty..."

"So? Come and give me a good seeing too and just maybe I might behave..." he said trailing off, hands stroking his cock and looking up at Jackson.

Jackson had given in. As he went to climb over, Aaron could aready see the builders cock trying to escape it's confines of his tight football shorts.

Their lips locked almost immediatley, and Aaron could feel Jackson's tongue forcing it's way down his throat.

Aaron pulled Jackson's Tee shirt off, and began to lick his hard nipples, as Jackson went and kissed the back of Aaron's neck.

"What the fucks that!"

Aaron realised that Jackson had stopped and was leaning down to the floor...and snatched up a pair of boxer shorts that were covered in what looked like red paint.

"Arrrrrrgghhhh! get'em away from me!" cried Aaron as Jackson waved them in front of his nose.

Jackson scrutinised them for a second, " Just a minute... they're yours Aaron...what are YOUR boxer shorts doing on the floor of Frank's motor for? And WHY are they covered in...", he wanted to say red paint...

...but part of him wanted to say...

...BLOOD...

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