Afflicted – Excerpt

Afflicted by love’s madness all are blind-Sextus Propertius

Hunter knew he wasn’t one of those childish boy-whores trolling for perverts, this was a man. Young, but still a man. He couldn’t see him, but his voice told Hunter that he was a man that had done things which he’d never spoken of; a man which lent himself to situations where his precociousness could not have extracted him safely, yet he’d gone anyway. For the money, or the drugs, or the thrill, Hunter wasn’t sure which.

He had a h...