This is a warning page. The story you're about to embark on features gay characters, and has scenes of with graphic descriptions of sexual activities. It's been in my (clearly twisted) head for a while now, I just thought I should get it out. But despite all its sometimes gory details, I intend to belt out a good story, hopefully gaining a few laughs along the way.
I see nothing wrong with gay characters, but I know other people may beg to differ. Hence this warning page. If you're uncomfortable with homosexuality for any reason, then this is not for you. Do not take a shit in my email/comments page/life. This story has been rated "Restricted", and has the appropriate tags. It is NOT for kids, homophobes, religious warmongers or the squeamish. If you are any of these, please leave. Now. Don't hang around out of curiosity then slander me later. Just leave and save us both the stress.
If none of this applies to you, feel free to advance.
Enjoy.
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Whore.
Romance"Meat" has been a call-guy in Chicago's gay district for over a year and seems largely satisfied with his job. Until a peculiar new client makes him question if he should be serving his meat to everyone.
