[Open for business | Leo and Aydin]

[fluctuationfeels]

They had their own spot. It changed up every so often, depending on how many cops were around or how many street walkers there were on any given night.

Leo and Aydin were there most every night. They had to be there. If they weren't they might miss out on the one in ten men who actually threw down some cash for their time.

Leo leaned against a wall that he favoured every Friday night. There were a couple of other white twinks there too, sticking their asses out and puckering their lips trying to score attention. What drew people to Leo was usually the fact that he didn’t want that attention half as much as the others. He needed it, because he needed the money to pay his rent, bills and feed his smoking habit. But want it? No. He would never want it, despite what he told his customers.

He light up another cigarette and sighed out a slow stream of smoke into the night air. At least it was a warm one. He wasn’t out on his ass in the cold like some down and out loser. Not yet anyway.

“S’real slow tonight.” He commented, offering Aydin a cigarette.

Comments

[asilaparapet]

[he took a cigarette from the packet and light it up, taking a slow drag] yeah, but it's not raining

[he looked around at the street] how much longer Leo?

[Aydin felt like they'd been out there for hours and had no real buyers, He leant next to Leo on the wall looking over Leo's body. God, he looked good tonight]

[professional_johns]

[He hadn't been going anywhere in particular. Just for a drink before going home for the night. But he just happened to look across the street and feel like he had had his lungs ripped from his very chest. He struggled a moment, grabbing his hand onto a nearby lamppost and trying to catch his breath.

[Brent knew it wasn't him but god, it looked so like him. So very like him. He almost wanted to cry.

[He had taken a while and then moved on to what he was doing. But then the next few days he saw him every time he passed.

[And now, tonight, he found himself crossing over towards the two boys standing on the corner, his eyes lingering on the blonde one.]

I uh... Hey. [He didn't know how to start this exactly.]

[mrdmiller]

[ Douglas was still adjusting to his new life in New York. Never did he think he'd be there and living his life so freely. Now he was there, away from his wife and living with his son, he never felt more lonely and trapped.

Which is what lead him to drive down the road, watching the boys pouting and wiggling their asses before he stopped a little further down, opening the door and shooing his son out.

Once his car was free he pulled up, leaning over the centre collum to speak through the window at Leo. ]

Hello?