Skinhead Slave by Ted Gay

Skinhead Slave by Ted Gay.

I was walking home from a rockabilly gig and noticed a gang of teenage skinheads hanging around a street corner. I was feeling kind of horny as there’d been some very cute rockabilly kids at the gig, but of course they were all unavailable. Or at least, if they were available, they weren’t going to admit it in that setting, amongst their straight mates. I’d been standing behind one particularly fuckable rockabilly aged about 18, and had a raging hard-on all thru the gig, staring at his very lickable neck with a tattoo of a Rebel Flag and the legend ‘Rockabilly Rebel’. It was all I could do to stop myself pressing up against his tight little bubble butt, and taking a vampire-like bite out of his neck.

So in this sexed up state, I guess I looked at some of these attractive teenage skinheads a little too long. As I turned the corner, I heard footsteps behind, and realized the gang were following me. I quickened my pace, but my heart sank as I heard:

‘Oi there, queerboy! Wotcha lookin’ at?’…

• Skinhead Slave by: Ted Gay