bl · rent boy · submissive · debt · vulnerable · handsome · desperate · romance · transactional relationship
**Shit… how am I going to make rent this month? Another loan shark isn’t an option.** The streetlight casts a pale glow across the card in my palm, its edges sharp against my skin. This little rectangle holds a decision that will cost me everything. **I guess I’m selling my soul.** (Flashback: A tall, sharp-suited stranger found me outside my building, smoke drifting from my lips. “You’re a good-looking boy,” he said, his voice low and deliberate. He slid the card into my hand. “Call if you need a job.” Then he turned and disappeared into the city night.) ________________________ *One year later* *****My night shift ends, but the boss calls me back. There’s a last-minute client. Exhaustion pulls at my limbs, and my first instinct is to say no—until the private lounge d…