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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?

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122 Chs

Chapter 60

“Hardly that, since you fucked me. I don’t—” He shook his head and said, “Look. This is myproblem. Just…give me some space. I need a couple of days to deal with it, okay?”

It hit me like a ton of bricks, knocking the wind out of me. He thought that while he was seeingme, I was still peddling my ass. No wonder he’d looked at me as if I were lower than pond scum.

“No. It’s not just your problem, I won’t give you any space, and it’s not okay. It bothers you that much that I do this? Fine. I’ll stop.” I had been putting off clients since I’d methim anyway, using the excuse of Paul being in the hospital and turfing those who couldn’t or wouldn’t wait to another of the stables.

Wills obviously hadn’t expected the conversation to take that turn. “Just like that?”

“No, not just like that.” He’d have to ask me. I waited to see if he would get it. I could tell the exact moment the light went on. A slow smile crossed his face, and the expression in his eyes lightened.