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Stay Tape
by Alex Draven
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Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: Dirk loves his life. He has his partner, Kit, and he has a wonderful job at the local fetish shop, working behind the scenes. Panic sets in when Dirk's boss, Sukie, asks him to model some of the wares in the next catalog. He's not sure he wants to be on the front lines, where everyone can see him. Kit is more than happy to help Dirk get over his case of nervous jitters. In fact, Kit might just be uniquely suited to the task. He sets out to make sure Dirk can do the job, helping Dirk ease his fears. Can they prove to Dirk that it's not so bad to be in the spotlight after all?
eBook Publisher: Torquere Press/Single Shot, 2008 http://www.torquerepress.com
eBookwise Release Date: October 2008
 
24 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [64 KB]
Words: 12711
Reading time: 36-50 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"I hate my job." "Let me guess. You've suddenly realized that you hate making beautiful costumes?" "No." "You hate being paid to play with fabulous fabrics?" "No." "Oh! I know! You cinched some first-timer into a Fawcett's corset you made, had them glowing with happiness, and then realized that you never want to do it again?" "Shut up!" "So, when you say you hate your job, you are, in fact, lying?" Kit crossed his arms, and delivered his pronouncement with an arch of his elegant, penciled eyebrow. Dirk glared at him across the bar. They were in Kit's work, the Blackbird & Bait. It didn't need anything as corny as a board outside, proclaiming it Tawnholme's alternative pub; the décor and the staff pretty much took care of that. Of course, not-quite-eight o'clock on a Wednesday wasn't exactly a busy time, and although Kit was the only staff member behind the bar, Dirk thought that his boyfriend filled the alt. eye-candy requirement pretty well. Much as Kit bitched about his job, he didn't hate it either. Oh, no. Kit got a kick out of being the barman who poured the drinks while the customers poured out their hearts, Dirk included. "Shh, you." Dirk tried to hide his smile in his whisky. "I never said I hated the job, just that sometimes the girls drive me bug-nuts crazy, including my boss." "I thought she was the crazy one?" "She is," Dirk replied, before registering the way the corner of Kit's mouth was quirking and the gleam in his eye. "Fuck you too." "Promises, promises," Kit camped, prompting Dirk to stick out his tongue, which made Kit lean across the bar and steal a quick kiss. No canoodling with the customers, but Kit was the assistant manager and the only staff member on shift. "So, what did Sucky Sukie do today?" Dirk peered over his drink and glared at his boyfriend. "You know, if she ever hears from anyone that you call her that--" "Shut up, muppet. I'm not stupid. Who's going to hear, in here, tonight?" Dirk was the only person sitting at the bar, and the three rockabilly girls over by the pool table--the only other customers--weren't paying them any attention. "Okay--I see your point." "Thank you." "She wants me to model for her catalogue photos." There was a pause. "And?" Kit prompted, and Dirk rolled his eyes. He loved Kit, he really did, but sometimes the guy was just clueless.
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