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Erotique

Laurence and Eduardo have been lovers for ten wonderful years, but in the past few months Eduardo has become distant. Still madly in love with his Brazilian hunk, Laurence tries everything he can think of to win Eduardo back. When he catches Eduardo being unfaithful with one of the young servants, Laurence’s world is turned upside down. An argument ensues and Eduardo disappears during the night.<br><br>On his own for the first time in his life, Laurence decides to escape his memories of Eduardo by visiting Paris indefinitely. He stays at the new, opulent Hotel Regina where he meets Brenton, a fellow Brit. They visit the Moulin Rouge and afterwards, Brenton takes him to a club in the backstreets of Montmatre. Le Cul Noir is a men’s club where Laurence discovers he hasn’t been as outrageous as he previously thought.<br><br>He grows to care for Brenton, but he’s surprised to find himself thinking more and more about Eduardo. He knows he can’t have them both, but does he try to forget all about the love of his life and stay in Paris? Or does he have to find the courage to say goodbye to Brenton and go in search of Eduardo -- a man who may be lost to him forever?

Wayne Mansfield · LGBT+
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28 Chs

Chapter 18

The view from the top of the tower is breathtaking. The wind whips our hair about and the temperature seems to have dropped several degrees. Paris is a sea of green and various shades of white. The ornate buildings and the parks look like one gigantic piece of geometric art. The Seine is a giant python, twisting its way through the city and I can even see the white domed Basilique du Sacre-Coeur on Montmartre.

Brenton leans over the railing, causing my heart to skip several beats. “It sure is a long way to fall.”

I grab him and playfully pull him back. I’m not a fan of heights.

“I think I’ve seen enough,” I say and we wait once more for the lift to arrive.

Back on the ground, we walk across the grass towards the Avenue Gustave Eiffel and after crossing we happen upon a small café. I sit at a table by the door while Brenton orders coffee and something else that turns out to be the most divine little cakes I’ve ever tasted.

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