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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.<br><br>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.<br><br>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.<br><br>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+
Not enough ratings
122 Chs

Chapter 34

10

When Spike joined us, he’d still been new enough to the business that he enjoyed having sex with different men and getting paid for it. Both Paul and I had tried to make sure he didn’t get the johns with a more…esoteric taste in sex.

I’d known that occasionally, after we got in from work, Spike would sleep in Paul’s bed. I’d seen the expression in Paul’s eyes when he looked at Spike, when he thought I wasn’t watching him, and I’d hoped he wasn’t setting himself up for a world of hurt. He was ten years older than Spike and had that much more experience under his belt.

It turned out that, even at his age, Spike knew the difference between fucking and making love. Before that vacation, he and Paul might have been friends with benefits, but when we came back from Disneyland, they were definitely lovers.

“Y’know what? Why don’t you two take a few more days off?” I suggested, feeling slightly envious. This was as good as their honeymoon. “I’ll deal with the traffic.”