Chapter 6

Joel forced his thoughts back to Sam, who was moaning with pleasure. Would his lover ever cheat on him? Nah, he thought. Sam appreciated what he already had. Nothing and nobody could ever compare to me.

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Sam cradled his cup of coffee as he bent over the newspaper. Not as many auditions today as yesterday but he wasn’t too concerned. Plays came and went and a new batch of auditions would come soon.

Certainly his big break would happen before long. He would turn thirty in a few short years and then what would happen to his job as a dick dancer? With every audition and rejection, he learned more and gained experience and that was what casting directors were searching for.

Talent and good looks.

I’ve already got the looks, I just need the talent, he thought with confidence. How hard can that be?His phone rang.

“Hello, lover,” he said, picking it up.

“That guy’s still texting me,” Joel said.