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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 97

Even though I’d had the boys, it hadn’t been quite the same as having my own family. Now it seemed that my lover’s family was welcoming me into their midst with an ease I didn’t understand but accepted gratefully.

I realized tears were sliding down my cheeks. “Get a grip, Bascopolis!” I grumbled to myselfas I ran the heels of my hands under my eyes, but I knew they were tears of joy.

I went into the bedroom and began laying out our suits for dinner.

* * * *

“You enjoyed seeing your uncle, babe?”

“Yeah. It’s been a while.” Wills smiled across at me as he took off his Bill Blass glen plaid and hung it up. I’d have to talk him into getting a new suit. “Now that he’s retired, the whole family is hoping we’ll see more of him. And Dave, of course.” His uncle’s long-term partner.

“When do you think we’ll get to meet Dave?”