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...Of course, one giant chunk of my heart was back in my old place, or rather, on that street corner where that skinny, homeless kid may still be selling himself. It had even come to tears a few times when I thought about him, but that may have been due to extreme sexual frustration. My sex life (if you could call it that) had been fantastic in comparison to that of those I knew and were willing to share. I didn't mention my antics, but all my work mates did was complain about not getting laid, and I had to sit tight and not feel privileged.
Then I remembered I was paying for sex with a sixteen-year-old that probably wouldn't have cared if he never saw me again. That hurt. In fact, it ached. I hated it. I couldn't go a day for almost a year without thinking about it. Tricks here and there would ease the pain, but it wasn't just that I wanted him, or even that I loved him, but it was that he was in danger. Every day if his life he lived in a situation where he could be attacked, he could catch a disease, he could get no business and not be able to eat, or he could just simply end up freezing on the side-walk and never being thought about again...
Oh, a new story, is it? kekekeke.
I will begin Seoul Boy soon, but this is my latest project.
Enjoy
...Of course, one giant chunk of my heart was back in my old place, or rather, on that street corner where that skinny, homeless kid may still be selling himself. It had even come to tears a few times when I thought about him, but that may have been due to extreme sexual frustration. My sex life (if you could call it that) had been fantastic in comparison to that of those I knew and were willing to share. I didn't mention my antics, but all my work mates did was complain about not getting laid, and I had to sit tight and not feel privileged.
Then I remembered I was paying for sex with a sixteen-year-old that probably wouldn't have cared if he never saw me again. That hurt. In fact, it ached. I hated it. I couldn't go a day for almost a year without thinking about it. Tricks here and there would ease the pain, but it wasn't just that I wanted him, or even that I loved him, but it was that he was in danger. Every day if his life he lived in a situation where he could be attacked, he could catch a disease, he could get no business and not be able to eat, or he could just simply end up freezing on the side-walk and never being thought about again...
Oh, a new story, is it? kekekeke.
I will begin Seoul Boy soon, but this is my latest project.
Enjoy