Nick of Time

Dear Author,

Four years of college landed me a job of driving "the car of the day" for a guy (or gal) who invented [insert stupid, absurd invention here] and made a ton of money. Bored waiting for my boss outside a party, I wandered through to an old-fashioned smoking or gentleman's room. There were cool, old-timey photos, including this guy, whoa!

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Tell me how this sausage man joins me, or I go back in time to him?

Photo Description:

The first photo, in sepia tone, depicts a well-dressed man of a past era holding an open book in one hand and his own sizeable erection through his suit pants with the other, revealing himself to be a player, flirting with the camera. The second photo shows a young man in chauffeur's suit leaning on a vintage car from the nineteen fifties.

This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's"Love is an Open Road" event. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story.

This story may contain sexually explicit content and is intended for adult readers. It may contain content that is disagreeable or distressing to some readers. The M/M Romance Group strongly recommends that each reader review the General Information section before each story for story tags as well as for content warnings.

Audience
adult
Length
short · 111 pages

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