Love, Lose, Live
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Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
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Adult +
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Category:
Original - Misc › -Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
20
Views:
2,841
Reviews:
16
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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If this resembles anyone, dead, alive or otherwise, it is purely coincidental.This is a work of fiction. I, the author, hold exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited
Chapter Five
Another shorty. It's very important though!
“O.K. We can stop now. I won’t torture you anymore” Brian said stopping the credits rolling down the screen.
“Thank God!” I say hopping off the couch. He nabs my waist and pulls me onto his lap. His kiss was… undeniably amazing. He pulled away and I swooned a bit.
“Time to get ready.”
“Ready? Ready for what?” I ask working on concentrating on what he says.
“Clubbing. We’re gonna go to the Iron Mask.” He smiles up at me and I squee, jumping up and running upstairs.
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Brian’s arm felt good wrapped around my shoulder as we walk to the car at 2 am. We have exciting plans for later and are absorbed in each other when we hear “Stop where you are faggots!” Brian and I turn around and Brian pushes me behind him. “Give me your money and jewelry you assfucks” as we see a man with a gun pointed at us. Brian hands over his wallet and watch. “You too bitch.” I had my wallet to Brian who throws it over to the man. “You, bitch, give me your ring.”
“No.” “Please no.” I pull my hand to my chest.
“I said give it the fuck over.”
“Please sir. You have everything else. Please just not the ring.” Sirens sound from down the road; the man panics and a shot rings out.
“O.K. We can stop now. I won’t torture you anymore” Brian said stopping the credits rolling down the screen.
“Thank God!” I say hopping off the couch. He nabs my waist and pulls me onto his lap. His kiss was… undeniably amazing. He pulled away and I swooned a bit.
“Time to get ready.”
“Ready? Ready for what?” I ask working on concentrating on what he says.
“Clubbing. We’re gonna go to the Iron Mask.” He smiles up at me and I squee, jumping up and running upstairs.
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Brian’s arm felt good wrapped around my shoulder as we walk to the car at 2 am. We have exciting plans for later and are absorbed in each other when we hear “Stop where you are faggots!” Brian and I turn around and Brian pushes me behind him. “Give me your money and jewelry you assfucks” as we see a man with a gun pointed at us. Brian hands over his wallet and watch. “You too bitch.” I had my wallet to Brian who throws it over to the man. “You, bitch, give me your ring.”
“No.” “Please no.” I pull my hand to my chest.
“I said give it the fuck over.”
“Please sir. You have everything else. Please just not the ring.” Sirens sound from down the road; the man panics and a shot rings out.