ENZO EFSERYAN(FREDDIE MERCURY) IS A PROMISING MOVIE ACTOR WHO IS AT A CROSSROADS IN LIFE WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND PAULINE AMOS (MARY AUSTIN). APPARENTLY THE END OF IT ALL, IT WILL BE JUST THE BEGINNING OF A NEW LIFE FOR THE ACTOR.
MY PARTICULAR HOMAGE TO...
*I want to warn my dear readers about this chapter and a quiet few after this. They are really intense to an extent that you might not like to surpass. I am compelled to warn you.*
When he stepped into the lift he already fixed his eyes on him and noticed how he did the same when he pressed the button to 7th floor. He didn't feel particularly uncomfortable with his piercing eyes. He was used to some men looked at him like this. He even thought he could be someone with whom he slept with. The journey didn't last long. He didn't took two steps back when the man pressed the stop button. Enzo didn't know how to react when after that he came up to him. It seemed he coud swallow all the air inside that tiny space just with one mouthful or just with one of his fingers pierce his throat. Suddenly it became clear to him that he wouldn't ask for an autograph.
- Warum haben Sie den Fahrstuhl angehaltet? Was ist los?
Enzo had interiorized so much the german language that he already could speak quite fluently. He looked at him with frank curiosity and his question didn't hold any provocation.
- Me? I couldn't tell you -he said in perfect english-. Can you see this throbbing bulge underneath my pants?
Enzo looked without hesitation and confirmed it wasn't any joke.
- It's always the same. My cock thinks faster than my brain. I think I've heard it happens the same to you. Stay away the buttons! -he turned to him like a beast and Enzo felt his heart jumping to his throat-. Do you know what happens right now?
Enzo shook his head a few times till he collided stepping back to the opposite wall in the lift.
- I think I must fuck you. Do your cock think the same?
- Please, stop this game. It's not funny.
- I'm not pleased knowing you don't take me seriously. Can you underrate a hard-on? What kind of stupid are you? Touch this -he grabbed his hand and swiftly directed it to his crotch-. How many times did you have the chance to touching such a gross cock?
This shocking question was accompanied by a wide smile. There was barely space between the two bodies. He was a strong and tall man. Powerful. At that moment of intense fright in the face of his own insignificance, he decided unconsciously challenge him.
-A lot.
Funnily enough he was telling the truth with that "a lot". Then he slapped him twice and he fell to the floor, on his knees. His deep voice took grip again of his will.
- Stand up. I'm tying your hands up -he announced calmly taking off the laces of one of his sneakers.
- What for? -his question was a challenge again. He kept on his knees on the floor not obeying.
- To avoid your scratches or punches. Get up.
This time he didn't hesitate to obey before he hit him again. He took his hand with which he grabbed persistently his cheek to tie his wrists up.
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