Change comes to all of us. For Theo Bascopolis, the first time is when he's fifteen. He finds his life falling apart when his father discovers Theo is gay and orders him to become straight or leave. Having no choice, in spite of what his father might think, Theo leaves. But where can a fifteen-year-old go? Especially when it starts to rain. He thinks things are looking up when he meets a striking man named Franky, who seems very attracted to him. However, once again Theo's life changes when he learns all Franky wants is for him to hustle. And so Theo becomes the rent boy Sweetcheeks. However, Franky underestimates Sweetcheeks, and the results of the ensuing fight sees Sweetcheeks fleeing to Washington DC, where he crosses paths with a group of rent boys who take him in. Finally Sweetcheeks has a family, a home, and an additional source of income in the form of apartments they're able to rent out. His life changes again a few years later when a mysterious tenant by the name of Mark Vincent becomes the reason behind the assault on one of Sweetcheeks's boys. Vincent visits the boy in the hospital, bringing with him his equally enigmatic trainee, William Matheson. The instant attraction blindsides Sweetcheeks. In spite of knowing love isn't for rent boys, he hopes Matheson can see beyond the body he's offered to so many. But Matheson has secrets of his own. Can Sweetcheeks overcome his insecurities enough to believe in the quiet man who's come into his life? Can Matheson keep his actual occupation a secret without it jeopardizing their budding relationship?

Pick Up the Pieces

I knew a little something about jewelry, and yeah, those chips were diamonds. These earrings hadn’t been cheap.


You are not going to question who these are for, I ordered myself, forgetting about the stain on the jeans. They could be for Jill, or for Alice, or even Marti. Her ears are pierced. Now stop being so paranoid and go get the man you love some food. I closed the box and set it down on the dresser, then put the suitcase away and went to the kitchen.


When Wills didn’t turn up after twenty minutes, I became concerned. He never took that long in the shower unless I was in there with him. I went looking for him.


He was sprawled across the bed, naked, his cock nestled on his thigh and his shorts in one hand, out cold. Neither thigh bore a fresh injury.


“Oh, babe.” I took the shorts from his hand and wrestled him around until I could get him under the covers.


Chapter 99