Story – Best Friends
Best Friends By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (-) Kirk stepped back, and wiped his forehead with the greasy rag, as he stared down at the engine. His eyes carefully examined it all, until he leaned around the open hood and signalled for Brent to turn it over. He bit his lower lip as he heard the starter engage, then the rumble, then finally the purr as the motor...
April 26th, 2008 by Ian
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