BRUT

Watch him. He's the kind to break your heart without thinking twice. Contains gay subject matter and some adult material.

BRUT

Underneath the Hugo Boss silk and cologne,

you, sir, are still a pig.

New Boy falls for you and with you

in the back

of the unwashed ’87 Ford

I let you borrow.

He knows he’s not your first

or last.

When he clings his tightest,

you'll just let go.

Tonight, you tease his affections

whispering every winning word but "love."

His younger mind and body

are your grown-up playgrounds.

You leave the engine running

and fire up the heater.

You tell him it's as easy as

swallowing cows' milk.

Author's Note

Aaron
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Reviews

[Helen Woodward]

Clever, so clever and true. Too many hearts are broken through false promises and a quickie in the back of a car. Again you show satirical genius here with just enough left to whip up your readers imagination.
That last line is a doozy, except it is usually the guy who succeeds in convincing the girl.
Nicely done Aaron.

xxxooxxx

[Yuan]

ughm, I cringed to the described Brut, too aware of such existence of such creatures wandering about searching for the next gratification in a collection of shallow memories.