Disclaimer – I do not own or profit from Ed, Edd N Eddy. I am simply one very sick individual. Rated R for slashy sexual situations – but I'm betting you already knew that. The episode abused this time is "Hand-Me-Down Ed", the one with the mysterious boomerang (or as Ed calls it, "boomer-jigger").
The title of this chapter was taken from a song of the same name by The Cure. I used it because it fit, though the song doesn't really...
Enjoy. Peace, all.
Tales From The Cul-De-Sac
Chapter Four – The Hanging Garden
by Ghost Helwig
Kevin never did discover why they were doing it, but he never cared.
All he knew and all he cared to know was that Ed, Double D, and Eddy were dangling from a tree-
And Double D was naked.
His body reacted instantly to that sight, so long desired and so long denied. He hid behind a nearby tree and stared unashamedly around it at the pale form just hanging there, the most desirable fruit imaginable.
He reached into his pants and began caressing himself, imaging Double D's fingers were the ones slowly stroking him...
And was nearly jerked out of his fantasy (and out of his own skin) when someone else's fingers joined his own.
His first instinct was to pull away, to punch this intruder in the jaw. But then he was gently squeezed between those talented fingers, and he let his own hand drop out of his pants with a small sigh.
He kept staring at Double D as the stranger's hand pleasured him, and in his mind that stranger was no stranger at all.
He watched sweat trail down Double D's exposed flesh, letting himself be pumped and pleasured as he let his mind roam free...
He licked sweat off his lips, imaging licking it off Double D... And the hand working him, that was Double D's, too... And when a mouth wrapped around him, it was Double D's mouth, and he released inside it with a groan.
Once he'd calmed he pulled out of that wet mouth, not bothering to look down at the person who'd been pleasuring him. He didn't want to know the truth – his fantasy suited him just fine.
So he walked away, going home to clean off.
And Rolf stood up, not bothering to brush off the dirty knees of his pants.
When Rolf passed another tree he saw Jonny behind it, his hands also in his pants. Plank was propped up against the tree, almost like he was watching the boy as the boy watched the naked Edd...
"Hello, Jonny-wood-boy," he muttered, but Jonny didn't even notice him. So Rolf continued on to his house, wanting to spend some time with his animals. After all, it was about time he saw to his own pleasure...