Luke had tried to ignore the way his heart rate spiked and his cock swelled at the thought. He was not the sort of guy who - at least according to the stereotypes - should be here, standing in the queue outside a run down warehouse in a half-abandoned industrial park. He was successful, good looking, had a good sex life. Luke had finished up a tour of duty, and left the Star Force for a cushy job as a security guard for a megacorp HQ in the flashy part of downtown. Clubs like these were for junk
Addiction
By: LucifersChef
Favorited: 1 month ago
The night shift clerk at a tiny gas station in bumfuck nowhere was not Tom’s fresh from graduating dream job. The few cars stupid enough to be on the road at this hour just whizzed past, having filled up at one of the small towns along the highway. The gas station had been built for the days when big rigs still ran this route and needed a piss and a coffee available at any odd hour.
Tom spent most of his shift reading beat up paperbacks he bought cheap off the shel
Gas Money
By: LucifersChef
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