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This is gay erotic fiction. If you are offended by graphic descriptions of homosexual acts, go somewhere else.

Neither this story nor any parts of it may be distributed electronically or in any other manner without the express, written consent of the author. All rights are reserved by the author who may be reached at cepes@mail.com.

This is a work of fiction, any resemblance of the characters to anyone living or dead is pure coincidence and not intended. They are all products of the author's overactive imagination.

Damaged Goods

"You mind if I sit here for a second?"

The twitchy guy I'd noticed at the bar was eyeing me, talking to me. He had this elaborate drink in his petite hand and a long brown cigarette in the other. Pretty in a club kid way, vaguely Filippino.

But, it was a ploy I'd heard before. The pretty ones muscle in on the plain ones holding down tables. Coax them into being granted a seat, like a vampire asking for permission to enter your house. Then the pretty one's friends show up and the original occupant, feeling uncomfortable with the all the people swarming around his formerly ...

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