Pick Up the Pieces

Change comes to all of us. For Theo Bascopolis, the first time is when he's fifteen. He finds his life falling apart when his father discovers Theo is gay and orders him to become straight or leave. Having no choice, in spite of what his father might think, Theo leaves. But where can a fifteen-year-old go? Especially when it starts to rain. He thinks things are looking up when he meets a striking man named Franky, who seems very attracted to him. However, once again Theo's life changes when he learns all Franky wants is for him to hustle. And so Theo becomes the rent boy Sweetcheeks. However, Franky underestimates Sweetcheeks, and the results of the ensuing fight sees Sweetcheeks fleeing to Washington DC, where he crosses paths with a group of rent boys who take him in. Finally Sweetcheeks has a family, a home, and an additional source of income in the form of apartments they're able to rent out. His life changes again a few years later when a mysterious tenant by the name of Mark Vincent becomes the reason behind the assault on one of Sweetcheeks's boys. Vincent visits the boy in the hospital, bringing with him his equally enigmatic trainee, William Matheson. The instant attraction blindsides Sweetcheeks. In spite of knowing love isn't for rent boys, he hopes Matheson can see beyond the body he's offered to so many. But Matheson has secrets of his own. Can Sweetcheeks overcome his insecurities enough to believe in the quiet man who's come into his life? Can Matheson keep his actual occupation a secret without it jeopardizing their budding relationship?

Tinnean · LGBT+

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122 Chs

Chapter 108

Wills had just rubbed my shoulders and said, “Whatever you want, babe.”

Once we landed in St. Pete, Wills rented a car. “Uh…A Jaguar, babe?”

“I want to make a good impression.” He grinned, and my cock twitched. “Come on, Theo. Let’s hit the road.”

* * * *

Casey was just leaving the house as Wills pulled up to the curb. She gave a long whistle. “That is one beautiful car. It’s a shame you’re gay, Wills. I’d marry you myself.”

“Behave, Acacia. The man is mine.” I pinched her chin, pleased at how relaxed she was at home.

“You lucky devil.” She kissed me.

“Were you going somewhere?”

“To see a friend. Poppa’s down at the docks, and I just wanted to give you some time alone with Momma. We’ll be back in time for dinner.”

“Okay. We’ll see you later. Come on, Wills. I’ll take you around the back way.”

The door was standing open, although a screened door was in place to keep out insects and anoles—little green lizards. I hesitated for a moment, and then rapped on the doorframe.

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