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I am bent over my stall table; a shadow looms over the top of me. A voice quietly says, “Do you sell those metal cock rings here?” I stand up so quick my head spins, with me staring into a set of mischievous green eyes. “Well do ya?” he asks, a big smile on his face. “Jase, you Asshole!” That, right then, is the moment Father Paul decides to appear at my stall. “Sorry, Father.” I am mortified. Where is Jase you ask? That’s right! Doubled over on the ground laughing hysterically. Asshole!
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While cutting lengths of flat bar with the guillotine, my mind wandered back to this morning. Waking slowly to the day, my brain registered those wonderful strong arms securing the back of me to the warmth of his front, Alex gently breathing into my neck as he slept. The feeling of every inch of me, that was touching some part of his body was overpowering. I’m not sure I’ve ever felt so content or safe in my young life. I could feel delicate kisses on the back of my neck. Rolling in Alex’s ar
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When I get to the end of the driveway I hesitate for a second not knowing which way to turn. I’m pretty sure we came from the left so I turn in the direction. I put my head down and watch the pavement as I fiddle though my bag to call for a cab. A diesel motor comes from behind and slows down and stops. “Tracy” I hear Chewy call my name. I keep on walking. The door to the truck slams and I can hear him run up behind me grab my arm and swing me around. “Do you want to tell me what the hell t
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It was now starting to get dark and the street lights were flowing through the car as we headed to Chewy’s address. “Why did you give Chewy my number?” I spat at Callen. “He asked for it.” Callen shrugged his shoulders. “Oh really, and what did say to make him ask for it?” I was getting angrier by the minute. Looking out the window at the lights flowing by and had my arms folded across my chest and my left leg bouncing on the ball of my foot in agitation then turned and gave my brother the st
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Hey Petey, I hope I do it justice for you. Please stay with the story I know it's slow going at the moment, things will heat up, move along and get better as we get through the story. Thank you for your kind words and be sure to keep it up as it always gives me inspiration.
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Tracy lives with his brother Callen, they moved to Florida for his brothers promotion and have come into contact with Callen's best friend from high school Alex or Chewy to most people who was a jerk, but just maybe he's changed.
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“Hurry up Tracy, we’re going to be late” my brother Callen bellowed up the stairs. “Travelling” I hollered back grabbing my hockey bag and sticks as I head through the open bedroom door and down the stairs. My brother is standing by the front door all intimidating at 6’3”, and about 200 pounds all muscle, his hair dark blonde and curly but cut and sat perfectly, his tongue just poking through his white perfectly straight teeth, (this tells me he is a tad annoyed with me) with his hockey bag an
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