Gay

Twenty Four

Shaynes POV

I got to the place and I saw some girl there.

I guess I was going to fuck her. I got on the bed and they started rolling. This isn't who I was. This isn't what I should do. They started to film and gave me condom. I put it on and started to fuck her. I couldn't get hard.

They stopped rolling and said.

"Shayne you have to get hard"

"I-i can't"

"Why not"

"I'm g-gay"

"Well you have to get hard somehow. Actually I have a gay porn site. Do you want to film there"

"No that worse"

"Alright well just think about guys"

We stared filming again. I didn't want to but all I thought about was Damien and I got hard. It felt so long before it was done. At least I hope no one would ever see it.

After filming was over

I got my 2000 and hey drove me back to the hotel. That would last me at least 200 nights. I had to get a job somewhere.

I got to the hotel and in my room. I cried a lot.

I was never doing that again.

4 years later

I was at the same gas station.

I was filling up my gas tank that's when I saw a familiar face at the next gas holder.

I looked closer and I was thinking who the heck is that? That car, that face, she looked like someone I knew. That's when she spoke to me

"Can I help you?"

That voice sounded like someone I knew. Who the hell was that?

"You just look like someone I used to know"

"Wait I think I recognize you too"

She looked at me and I looked at her. I got closer and I asked

"How do I know you?"

"How do I know you?"

I couldn't answer these questions and I said

"Well what's your name"

"Olivia"

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