The Journey.
Timmy held his twin brother close. They had been out on the streets for about a week now. He shuddered as he remembered the events. There father came home early from work one day and caught the two of them naked and with each others dicks in there mouth. He was furious, and kicked the two of them out with only what they could quickly shove into there backpacks.
Timmy was currently wearing a torn pair of skinny jeans and a ripped up Stones shirt. He also wore a pair of red lacy panties the would sometimes poke up over the waistband of his jeans. He wore his old chucks without socks. The red and purple streak in his hair was fading to it's natural color.
"It's OK bro." he said to comfort his brother. "The circus us just another mile." The two of them were heading there in hopes that they would be taken in and could join.
His stomach growled. they finished the last of there food two days ago.
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