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Revenge
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Straight Male / 26
My Payback
One night while at my dealer's getting some coke, three guys burst in with balaclavas on and armed with shotguns. They robbed me, my ol' lady and two other guys and the dealer. Three days later I found out it was all BS and that my dealer was behind it. I'm no pussy but he was a biker who was connected so I couldn't just beat his ass. I had to do something though because no one rides for free in my world.
I stayed cool with him while I plotted my payback for not only burning me for $2k but also for putting a fucking gun to my head. I had to make sure that whatever I did couldn't come back to me and that it fucked him hard. I was having a hard time of it until one day when I went over to see my friend 'Porno' John.
We call him 'Porno' John because he planned on opening his own porn store. He had a room piled high with boxes of porn magazines and adult DVDs and toys, all from him stealing them. He worked at adult stores and would get his supplies from there.
When I got to his house he was about to unload his truck with his latest haul of three boxes. Seeing me, he waved me into his packed garage where we hit his meth pipe a couple of times over a couple of cold brews. I don't really do meth but a couple hits every now and then, I'm more of a weed and coke guy. I helped him with his boxes, grabbing one and opening it to see what he had, wishing I hadn't because the top ones were all gay shit. PJ laughed and said they were the biggest sellers and not just to queer dudes.
I closed up the box and set it down in his garage then lit up a joint and we had ourselves another beer. I was sitting there listening him tell me how married dudes bought gay porn when I got the best fucking way to get at my dealer. I talked PJ into letting me take a stack of gay magazines, which made him raise and eyebrow. I trusted him not to snitch me out, since he had beef with my dealer so I told him my plan.
My dealer, being a biker, is extremely macho and manly. He also had stacks and stacks of biker and girly magazines in his living room and bedroom. Every time I went to his house I slid a couple gay magazines into one of the stacks while he was in the back weighing out my weed or coke, which were always short.
I put them deep in the stack, so I couldn't be suspect, kicking one under the sofa and another under his favorite chair. It might be years before anyone came across one, but I'm chill like that. I firmly believe revenge is best cold. In all I had twenty hidden away in his house at which time I simply waited.
It was a genius plan for being so simple. All it would take was for one to be found and the word would get out he was gay. Its not something easily denied especially in the biker world.
About five months later I heard the word that my dealer was queer. It seems it went better than I thought because two magazines were found by customers, one of which was a bro of his. He denied they were his, but the seed was planted. His wife did a search and found all the magazines I had planted and left him for being "a fag." He picked up and moved away.
I stayed cool with him while I plotted my payback for not only burning me for $2k but also for putting a fucking gun to my head. I had to make sure that whatever I did couldn't come back to me and that it fucked him hard. I was having a hard time of it until one day when I went over to see my friend 'Porno' John.
We call him 'Porno' John because he planned on opening his own porn store. He had a room piled high with boxes of porn magazines and adult DVDs and toys, all from him stealing them. He worked at adult stores and would get his supplies from there.
When I got to his house he was about to unload his truck with his latest haul of three boxes. Seeing me, he waved me into his packed garage where we hit his meth pipe a couple of times over a couple of cold brews. I don't really do meth but a couple hits every now and then, I'm more of a weed and coke guy. I helped him with his boxes, grabbing one and opening it to see what he had, wishing I hadn't because the top ones were all gay shit. PJ laughed and said they were the biggest sellers and not just to queer dudes.
I closed up the box and set it down in his garage then lit up a joint and we had ourselves another beer. I was sitting there listening him tell me how married dudes bought gay porn when I got the best fucking way to get at my dealer. I talked PJ into letting me take a stack of gay magazines, which made him raise and eyebrow. I trusted him not to snitch me out, since he had beef with my dealer so I told him my plan.
My dealer, being a biker, is extremely macho and manly. He also had stacks and stacks of biker and girly magazines in his living room and bedroom. Every time I went to his house I slid a couple gay magazines into one of the stacks while he was in the back weighing out my weed or coke, which were always short.
I put them deep in the stack, so I couldn't be suspect, kicking one under the sofa and another under his favorite chair. It might be years before anyone came across one, but I'm chill like that. I firmly believe revenge is best cold. In all I had twenty hidden away in his house at which time I simply waited.
It was a genius plan for being so simple. All it would take was for one to be found and the word would get out he was gay. Its not something easily denied especially in the biker world.
About five months later I heard the word that my dealer was queer. It seems it went better than I thought because two magazines were found by customers, one of which was a bro of his. He denied they were his, but the seed was planted. His wife did a search and found all the magazines I had planted and left him for being "a fag." He picked up and moved away.
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