Charlie, Rentboy: Working Boys #1 by JP Barnaby

Author:JP Barnaby [Barnaby, JP]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Gay erotica, short stories, Romance
Publisher: Wilde City Press
Published: 2013-10-14T13:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOUR

Selling Out

"Oh, my God." My stadium hot dogs threatened to make a spectacular reappearance. "It won't take long for them to figure out who I am or why we're together." I could lose my scholarship. The other guys in my class would know, my professors would know, it would be everywhere. It would break my mother's heart when she found out I was a whore. It took everything I had not to jump off the bed and run, but where would I go? It would follow me anywhere, everywhere.

I ran for the bathroom at the mental image of my mother's shocked and devastated face in my mind and made it just in time to throw up in the toilet. John followed me, and I saw his naked reflection in the mirror. He would lose his father's company, the one he fought so hard for. Should I even be caring about that right now?

"I'm sorry, I can't stop it. My PR guy has already tried to talk to the reporter and to the newspaper. You're right; it won't take long once your picture is out there for them to track who you are and what you do. I'm so sorry, Charlie."

The tears came then. I couldn't stop them.

"It's David," I sobbed as I tried and failed to stand. John put a hand under my arm and tried to help pull me to my feet. For a second, I let him.

"What?"

"My name is David," I raged at him, jerking out of his grasp and slamming my hands on the vanity. "And now everyone is going to know that and everything else they can dig up about me. I’m going to be the next Internet joke." He turned on the water and wet down a wash cloth. I leaned heavily on the counter as he wiped my face and then rested the rag on the back of my neck. Even though he took care of me like an infant, I didn't have the strength to stop him. The horrified churning in my stomach continued even as he rubbed my back.

"David," he whispered as gentle hands stroked my hair while tears continued to roll down my cheeks. I couldn't even be bothered to wipe them away. Nothing mattered except the fact that my life was over.

"My mom gave up her chance at college to raise me alone after my dad died. All she's ever wanted was for me to graduate and make something of my life. They'll pull my scholarship. My mom will know about the tricking. God, she'll never speak to me again." My voice dropped as I spoke to my hands and bent double at the sink. "I hate myself so much right now."

"Stop. You don't have to worry about the scholarship. I'll help you with school," John said, his hand rubbing circles in the back of my neck.

"You don't even fucking know me, and I don't want your charity." I staggered into the living room, naked and shaking, to grab my bag.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.