Paul
It feels like I’ve been drowning for five years, barely keeping my head above the water. I lost everything that mattered to me. I never expected to feel anything again, to want anything again, or anyone. Then one night I find a young man on the streets and the next thing I know I’m offering to let him stay in my spare room. I don’t do things like this, but I feel protective of him from the moment I see him. He’s acting all tough but I can tell he’s scared and searching for a place to belong. And maybe, maybe I need someone to save.
But as time goes on, and the more we’re together, I find myself caring for him more than I should. The intensity to which I’m drawn to him is terrifying, because he’s only nineteen, and I��ve never felt this way about another guy before. What does that say about me? I can’t develop feelings for him. He’s too young, and far too good for me. So full of life and light. And he has no idea what I’ve done, the kind of person I am; and if he ever found out, he would hate me.
Charlie
I’ve spent my whole life hearing that it’s wrong to be me. To love what I love, to love who I love, and it’s made me make some difficult choices. I’ve had to do things I’m not so proud of, things that still keep me up at night. Being on the streets was my choice, and I would do it all again to get away from my abusive parents. When the sexy older man shows up and rescues me from my tormentors I am stunned. No one has ever cared for me before, saved me before. Still, I am hesitant to let him do more for me, or stay at his home. Surely he wants something in return, right? No one ever does something for nothing.
But the more time we spend together the more I realize he’s not like everyone else in my life. He isn’t cruel, or manipulative, or harsh. He isn’t using me and he doesn’t want anything but for me to be exactly who I am, to be safe and happy. Can this be real? Can he be real? And could I be falling for him? But I’m a street kid, and 27 years his junior. How could he ever want someone like me?
Until You is a steamy 27 year age gap, standalone mm romance, featuring a sassy femme boy twink, a sweetheart silver fox, close proximity, size difference, sexual awakening, hurt/comfort, foot/toe kink, panty kink, all the skirts and crop tops, and found family. It contains explicit sexual content and is not intended for anyone under the age of 18. 76k words
TW/CW: Loss of child (discussed) physical, mental, emotional parental abuse (mentioned) parental homophobia (discussed), mentions of drug use, mention of alcohol use, mention of drug overdose, mention of religious trauma, mentions of prostitution, STIs
Genre: Gay Romance
It feels like I’ve been drowning for five years, barely keeping my head above the water. I lost everything that mattered to me. I never expected to feel anything again, to want anything again, or anyone. Then one night I find a young man on the streets and the next thing I know I’m offering to let him stay in my spare room. I don’t do things like this, but I feel protective of him from the moment I see him. He’s acting all tough but I can tell he’s scared and searching for a place to belong. And maybe, maybe I need someone to save.
But as time goes on, and the more we’re together, I find myself caring for him more than I should. The intensity to which I’m drawn to him is terrifying, because he’s only nineteen, and I��ve never felt this way about another guy before. What does that say about me? I can’t develop feelings for him. He’s too young, and far too good for me. So full of life and light. And he has no idea what I’ve done, the kind of person I am; and if he ever found out, he would hate me.
Charlie
I’ve spent my whole life hearing that it’s wrong to be me. To love what I love, to love who I love, and it’s made me make some difficult choices. I’ve had to do things I’m not so proud of, things that still keep me up at night. Being on the streets was my choice, and I would do it all again to get away from my abusive parents. When the sexy older man shows up and rescues me from my tormentors I am stunned. No one has ever cared for me before, saved me before. Still, I am hesitant to let him do more for me, or stay at his home. Surely he wants something in return, right? No one ever does something for nothing.
But the more time we spend together the more I realize he’s not like everyone else in my life. He isn’t cruel, or manipulative, or harsh. He isn’t using me and he doesn’t want anything but for me to be exactly who I am, to be safe and happy. Can this be real? Can he be real? And could I be falling for him? But I’m a street kid, and 27 years his junior. How could he ever want someone like me?
Until You is a steamy 27 year age gap, standalone mm romance, featuring a sassy femme boy twink, a sweetheart silver fox, close proximity, size difference, sexual awakening, hurt/comfort, foot/toe kink, panty kink, all the skirts and crop tops, and found family. It contains explicit sexual content and is not intended for anyone under the age of 18. 76k words
TW/CW: Loss of child (discussed) physical, mental, emotional parental abuse (mentioned) parental homophobia (discussed), mentions of drug use, mention of alcohol use, mention of drug overdose, mention of religious trauma, mentions of prostitution, STIs
Genre: Gay Romance
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