Welcome to Ord City. Adrian Deans

about it … the melting pot of Asia and all that … and probably the easiest place in Oz to get work these days.’

      That much was true. Parts of Australia had been in recession for the last five years – since the Quantum Revolution had rendered so many jobs redundant. But there was always work in Ord City – especially in construction.

      ‘What sort of work you looking for?’

      ‘Anything really. Preferably something in the mines … that pays the best.’

      ‘What did you do in Melbourne?’

      ‘Motor repairs, but the conditions have been getting so much tougher because there’s fewer and fewer jobs and they can get away with whatever they like … until Chris told ’em to stick it.’

      ‘He seems to be good at that.’

      ‘Yeah,’ Robbie laughed. ‘He always speaks his mind, regardless of the consequences. You have to admire that.’

      ‘Unless you’re the one who has to deal with the consequences,’ said Tim, walking away into darkness.

      Robbie shrugged and headed back to the camp site where Lemon, partly fuelled by further beers from Chris, had finally agreed it was time. She disappeared into the pup tent and said she’d call when she was ready. Robbie sat on an old truck tire where Chris was grinning with anticipation.

      ‘Are you sure you want this?’ asked Robbie.

      ‘Are you kidding?’ laughed Chris.

      ‘No. Just strikes me as a tad grubby … and you don’t know where she’s been.’

      ‘Aah … you’re just feeling sorry for her boyfriend,’ said Chris, taking a slug of beer. ‘Besides … I see my HTHJ as a political act.’

      ‘A what?’

      Chris laughed, and took another reflective slug.

      ‘Habal Tong are just a bunch of reffos and reffo lovers … the natural enemies of Dedd Reffo. If we’re truly committed to fighting the good fight we have to be ready to take on the enemy in any context.’

      ‘Sounds like a long bow to me,’ said Robbie, grabbing the last beer.

      ‘In the moment I come in her mouth,’ sniggered Chris, ‘I’m gonna tell her I’m a member of Dedd Reffo … choke on that bitch!’

      Robbie shook his head sadly and in that moment, Lemon called out from the pup tent. ‘Okay, ready … but no touching.’

      ‘I feel like an Anzac warrior going into battle,’ said Chris, as he finished his beer and headed for the tent.

      • • •

      It was pitch black in the tent and smelled of unwashed clothes, plus that dry plasticky smell that tents always seem to get.

      ‘Lie down and get it out,’ said Lemon, and Chris did as he was told, still giggling as he shifted uncomfortably in the confined space.

      ‘Okay,’ he said. ‘Ready to rip.’

      He could hear Lemon also giggling and he had to admit, despite everything, he couldn’t help but like her a little. He felt a hand on his thigh and then breath against his cock, and then a glorious sensation as warm lips closed around him and started sliding slowly up and down, sometimes harder, sometimes softer – an excruciating pleasure.

      ‘Oh, you’re good at this,’ murmured Chris, barely able to speak as her mouth continued to draw him towards oblivion. He wanted to hold her head but she’d said she’d stop if he touched her so he resisted the urge, but started thrusting upwards to get a bit more friction to relieve the glorious pain.

      Harder and harder he thrusted, feeling her choking slightly and grinning at that, even though he could hear her laughing. Chris felt his brain twitching, almost clenching with imminent climax. A roaring seemed to fill his head as the burn in his cock was like a fuse about to reach a packed charge of dynamite. She laughed again and it vaguely occurred to Chris that she was amazingly skilled – to be able to maintain such incredible HJ momentum while also able to laugh.

      In that instant, Chris perceived what was happening. And yet he was too close to climax to stop himself. He grabbed Tim by the head and pounded furiously into his mouth until his brain exploded in kaleidoscopic shards. Then he was pounding his fist into Tim’s face – holding him by the hair in the dark and smashing with his fist, not stopping until he realised Lemon was still laughing.