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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+
分數不夠
122 Chs

Chapter 122

Vince shook his head. “What’s got your shorts in a twist?”

“We’ve been living together a few months now. He’s like a kid in a candy store: everything is so new to him, and he’s willing to try it all. He treats me great, the sex is fantastic….” Maybe this was too much information, but I had to make Vince see where I was coming from. “It’s just…I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop, y’know? Kind of ‘if it seems too good to be true, it’s because it is’? I know how lucky I am, but…every once in a while it hits me: this is a guy who’s never really lived—”

“Excuse me?” Vince looked baffled. “How do you figure?”

“I mean, he’s almost like a virgin bride.”

Okay, from his reaction to that, I’d definitely said too much, but he didn’t have to look at me like I was the idiot stepchild. I gave him one of the looks I’d seen Ma give Poppa when he’d come into the house with fish guts on his boots.