Until You by Klune T. J

Author:Klune, T. J. [Klune, T. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, Romance, gay romance, Humour, Contemporary
ISBN: 9781635333367
Goodreads: 30370031
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-02-27T08:00:00+00:00

“I AM not wearing this,” I snapped at Helena as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. We were in my room, Helena next to me with her hands on her hips, looking absolutely phenomenal in complete Jessica Rabbit mode—sparkling red dress with oversized breasts, waist cinched tight accentuating killer curves. Her makeup was flawless, lips large and pouty, red wig that hung down in a wave over her right eye. The purple gloves were dangling from the hanger on the door, the spike heels sitting on the floor next to her bed. She told me she was experimenting with makeup and style in case she decided to pursue the Miss Gay America pageant. She was already Miss Gay Tucson, having won that one in early February, and had a good lock on Miss Gay Arizona that would happen in a few months in the hellhole known as Phoenix. She didn’t talk much about it, but I knew she was weighing her options. Darren had told her he had her back either way, but I could see he was hoping she’d go through with it. I didn’t think I’d ever seen anyone look more proud of her when she’d won Miss Gay Tucson than him. I didn’t get to see Darren like she did. He was still cool and aloof, but there were moments when that Homo Jock King mask slipped and I saw the fierce loyalty he had for both Sandy and Helena. They bickered a little too much for my taste, but I trusted Darren with Sandy’s heart, even if I thought he was still a dick.

So Sandy looked wonderful. Corey did too: tight black slacks that showed off his slim figure, Salvatore Ferragamo dress shoes on his feet that’d been a gift from Sandy for his near 4.0 GPA last semester, and an olive dress shirt with the top few buttons opened up to his smooth chest. His hair was perfectly styled into a curly afro, the ringlets tight and colored lightly at the tips.

And there I stood, wearing a sparkly tiara with a sash around my chest that read CAUTION: BRIDE TO BE, bookended by pictures of a gigantic, veiny black cock.

“You’re not funny,” I said as I scowled at Helena.

“Darling,” Helena purred, “I am hysterical.”

“I’m not wearing this.”

She slunk closer, hips rolling. “Really? You know what I think?”

“I’ll be honest, I’m not sure I care what you think right now.”

“Oooh,” Corey said, hands folded under his chin as his eyes flickered back and forth between us.

“I think,” Helena said, “that you will wear this and be happy about it. Because I made this for you with my bare hands. My gorgeous and perfectly manicured bare hands. Do you know how hard it was for me to get those beautiful penises onto that thing? Nana had to show me how to iron those things on.”

“You had my grandmother iron dicks onto my bachelor party sash,” I said, not even surprised anymore about the words that came out of my mouth.

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