Damnation! (18+ ONLY)

Damn:8 😫

Dangerously in love

Kyle:

Martin is a very gorgeous man. I have ran a strip club for a long time now, I had never seen a boy who could capture my attention like that. I had to see him again. I needed to know where he stays. Hiring him felt so refreshing.

He looked hungry. With him I did not see just a worker but I saw someone who could even satisfy my needs. I saw a boy I always wanted to be with. His sexyness couldn't have been better.
His booty, the way he shook his ass, it's like he already knew that he was a walking sex.

Not a lot of my guys come with the same level confidence that he came with. My assistant couldn't believe that I had hired him on the spot. In my own opinion, he was kinder jealous that he could not reach that level of sexiness.

I wanted to fuck him myself.

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Martin:

I don't know who gave me my name Martin. I wish it would be more sensual and not corny, like I was going to fight for humanity or give people hope like Dr Martin Luther King.

I know I was not born to be like that. My life at the moment was literally hopeless. I wasn't treated with dignity by the people that were closer to my real family. Shit my own parents had abandoned me. I literally had no one. I wasn't born to be a humanitarian or an ambassador of hope.

Even now I was aspiring to be a stripper maybe it will be my life time career. Who knows? I was just stuck in this body and this life, that didn't make any absolute sense to me.

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I was now looking at myself in the mirror and I was trying to find courage to live the life that I didn't expect to live. I was sweating. I feel like maybe if I had anyone, maybe life would've been better. Maybe I would be dignified. Maybe I would see my own humaness.

I suddenly saw the same smoke, from yesterday, I had to get out of this room. Today I wasn't really tired. I was just depressed. I felt so alone. I tried to fight whatever force that was persistent on fondling me on my clothes.

I tried to run for the door but the smoke, it kept on pushing me back. I was thinking who could leave their hunting spirits inside a motel room. Who fucking does that?

"Leave me the fuck alone!" I screamed. It seemed to ease on manhandling me. I fort until I reached the door.

I looked at it, there was something strange about it. It seemed puzzled like a human who didn't expect what I did, to happen.

I cannot leave my clothes alone. I started packing, and I saw it coming closer to me.

"Get away from me!"

It kept on coming slowly and slowly.

I took everything and ran for the door.

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As I ran for the door, I opened it and then I saw Jackson.

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