Book 10 - Chapter One
Claimed for Christmas I strut into the club, my movements catching the attention of a few guys milling around the entrance as I pass. I look good tonight, I know it, I’ve got my new jeans on that hug my ass perfectly, and a crisp white shirt rolled up to my elbows show off the muscular forearms I’ve developed since starting work at my current job. Yes, I said muscular forearms, do not underestimate the power of arm p.orn, my friends, the girls, and us gay guys like it, a lot! I shimmy my shoulders a little to the music as I make my way through the crowd, returning smiles to a few of the admiring glances I get, mentally noting those that are hot for later when I’m looking for a dance partner. Reaching the bar, I throw the bartender a warm smile, lifting my chin, as he heads toward me, le
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