When Kyle got back to his room he stripped and went into the bathroom.
"Come on Baby," Kyle joked, shoving his crotch at the mirror. "Once you've had a ten year old you never go back."
Starting from that first night he'd injected himself before he got in bed he'd jerk-off. And each night after it'd taken him longer and he'd gotten less and less for his troubles.
Today Kyle had come up empty handed. And it was driving him out of his skull. He was hornier than he'd ever been. Only there was no way he could get any satisfaction. He blinked back the tears. Something he was finding harder and harder to do.
"Not much longer," promised he the stranger in the mirror, "Then payday."
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Easy Money
Mystery / ThrillerYou know what? Life is queer. After Kyle's girlfriend kicked him out, he's working the streets of West Los Angeles as a Gay-for-Pay. Kyle's got by. Barely. One day Kyle wakes up from his park bench to hear Private Dick Don Flynn say, "How'd you lik...
