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to wedge under the door handle. He could
hear Byrd’s deep voice as he spoke much louder than necessary, as
they always did when they started drinking. Angel hated it when he
was here. He was the one who had planted the idea in Wade’s head
that maybe his little brothers weren’t totally useless.
     
    ***
     
    The empty beer bottle shattered in the sink. “This
is fucking great.” Wade muttered and grabbed up a fresh bottle of
beer then dropped into the hard kitchen chair. Empty cigarette
packs and overflowing ashtrays littered the table, along with an
array of empty beer cans and bottles. He snapped off the cap of the
bottle and flicked it across the kitchen. “What the fuck are we
supposed to do with these little shits?” He chugged the beer then
wiped his mouth. “Raise them as our fucking own?”
    Axel said nothing. He clearly knew better than to
make remarks when Wade was pissed off.
    Huddled on the worn sofa with Maddy,
thirteen-year-old Angel hugged his little brother close and tried
to keep his focus on the television screen, most of which was snow
mottling the picture, but behind which cartoon characters went
through their antics. Angel cast discreet glances at his
stepbrothers and their new friend, Byrd, lounging at the kitchen
table.
    “ Fuck.” Wade snorted and thumped a cigarette butt
out of one of the ashtrays. “If they were girls, we could at least
pimp them out to horny men and make a butt load of cash.”
    Axel chuckled and took a drag off a cigarette,
shooting a quick look into the small adjoining living room. “Yeah.”
He grunted. “No shit. Angel would be just the right age too. Lots
of guys out there who would love to get their dicks in some young
virgin pussy. So tight and hot. Mm!” He shook his head and grinned.
“Fuck, it’s giving me a boner just thinking about it.”
    “ A bitch dog in heat would give you a boner.” Byrd
drawled, then smirked.
    “ Fuck you, asshole.” Axel sneered but laughed
anyway.
    Byrd’s eyes settled heavily on Angel, and he tried
not to look at the guy. When he spoke, his words were directed at
Wade. “Why do they have to be girls?” he wondered. “There’s plenty
of horny perverts out there who prefer a tight little boy ass to
shove their cock in.” He sucked on a half spent cigarette, gaze
resting on Angel. “You could still make a shit load off their sweet
little asses.” He chuckled low. “Literally.”
    Fear coursed through Angel when Wade looked at him
and Maddy. “You serious?”
    “ Fuck I am.” Byrd nodded and ground out the butt
on the table. “And besides, Angel’s kind of pretty. The little fag
boy is probably more girl than boy anyway. I mean, fuck, I’d pay to
have that cute little mouth on my cock.”
    Axel cracked up. “Ahh! You fuckin’ queer.” He shut
up abruptly when Byrd slapped him in the side of the head hard,
tears welling in his eyes. “Asshole.” He swallowed hard.
    “ I ain’t no fuckin’ queer.” Byrd stated dryly.
“I’m just saying…Angel is enough like a girl for even a straight
guy to want at least a blow job from him.”
    Wade leaned forward on his elbows and smiled wryly.
“So how much would you pay for the little faggot to suck your
cock?”
    Smirking, Byrd leaned back and dug down into the
front pocket of his jeans. Angel stared at him, horrified by the
direction their conversation had taken. The guy produced a small
wad of crumpled bills and some loose change and smacked it down on
the table, grinning. Wade grabbed up the bills and began smoothing
them out. He nodded towards the living room without shifting his
eyes from the money. “Go on.” He murmured. “Collect.”
    When Byrd scooted his chair back and stood up, Angel
noticed the bulge in his crotch. His pulse spiked and he lunged off
the sofa away from the approaching man. “Stay away from me!”
    “ Come on, beautiful.” Byrd smiled, one hand
grabbing his crotch. “It’ll be fun. If you’re gonna be a little
fag, you gotta