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Corruption
A novella of homoerotic romance by
Jack Greene
Published by Phaze Books
Also by Jack Greene
Dude Looks Like a Lady
Bending the Rules
Binary Stars, Vol. 1
Hard Lessons / Security
Talk Dirty to Me
Binary Stars, Vol. 2
Perfect Stranger / Foreign Relations
Picture Perfect
This is an explicit and erotic novel
intended for the enjoyment
of adult readers. Please keep
out of the hands of children.
www.Phaze.com
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Corruption
Copyright © 2010 by Jack Greene
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Edited by Kathryn Lively
Cover Art © 2010 by Niki Browning
Skyewolf Images (http://www.skyewolfimages.com)
First Edition September 2010
ISBN-13: 978-1-60659-935-8
Published by:
Phaze Books
An imprint of Mundania Press LLC
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Cincinnati, OH 45211
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“I ’m not sure this is the right place.”
“What?”
Tom leaned closer and raised his voice almost to a yell. “I said, I don’t think
this is the right place!”
Mark scowled, peering into the club’s dark interior. “Why not?”
Jason shook his head. “Because, you idiot, that’s industrial playing, not
eighties. And the club is called Corruption .”
Tom nodded, agreeing with his more observant friend. “Exactly! You sure
this is the right place?”
Mark shrugged. “It’s the right address, I checked. It all sounds the same to
me.”
“Fuck,” Tom muttered as his eyesight adjusted. This was definitely not
eighties music. The club Mark had dragged them to was supposed to have two
rooms: one playing electro, the other eighties. The music pumping out of the
speakers was neither.
A look around also revealed people mostly in black—girls with long
dresses, and some with brightly colored fake dreads. “It’s a Goth club.”
“Shit,” muttered Jason. “Fucking Goths.”
“It is?” Mark peered at the people. “Shit. I guess I did get the wrong place.
Well, you wanna go then?”
“I just paid twenty bucks to get in here!” Tom protested. “I don’t have
enough with me to pay another cover charge and still get drinks.”
“Sorry.” Mark had the decency to look ashamed. At least, Tom thought he
looked ashamed. It was too dark to be sure. “Hey, they have dollar drinks ‘til
midnight!”
Jason shrugged and headed for the bar. Tom knew Jason didn’t care that
much. He’d come along to get wasted. Mark wanted to dance and pick up girls.
Tom just wanted to get out. It had been a long week and he was ready to relax.
“A couple of drinks.” Tom sighed and followed Jason, and Mark stayed
right by his side. It was early yet, so the bar wasn’t too crowded, and they
slipped into an empty spot. They ordered beers and got carded again.
“I’m twenty-three. When am I gonna stop getting carded?” grumbled Tom,
slipping his wallet back into his pants.
“When you can actually grow a full face of hair,” Mark countered, smirking.
“Not gonna happen,” Tom declared, rubbing his smooth jaw. He didn’t like
facial hair, and sometimes he shaved twice a day. Not that he considered himself
hirsute; Mark was actually right. He couldn’t grow a full beard if he’d wanted to.
But, he didn’t want to. He’d tried the three-day-stubble look once, but Jason told
him he just looked like he was homeless.
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