LOGINAIDEN I could not focus on work. After my encounter with Blake in his office, my body was in fire. But I refused to acknowledge what I was feeling, what he did to my body. I was not gay. I could never be. But, my cock was saying otherwise, hard in my pants, underneath my desk. It had been like that since I had been cornered on the wall by Blake. Thanks for my baggy clothes, and tight underwear, he hadn't noticed the thick bulge sitting in my pants. And I was grateful that he had not seen it. He would have never let me go. I had told him to his face that I was not gay, but my cock was still saying a different story about an hour later. No matter what I did, it would not go down, hungry, for him, Blake. I let out a soft sigh. Would this get any better? Would everything? The reason I wore these clothes was because I didn't want attention, the attention my body brought. Not to brag, but I had a banging body, one that some men and even women would sell their soul to have. I
BLAKE “Me… men?” he stammered. Something cold instantly began to crawl through me at the tone he used. A lump rose in my throat. “Yes,” I said. “Do you do men, Aiden?” I asked him. “Like, are you gay?” Aiden's eyes widened. His breath came faster, ragged, a flush colouring his cheeks a deep red, but he still didn’t pull away from my grip. Instead, his tongue darted out instantly to wet his bottom lips, just that small movement nearly driving me mad. “I…” he started, his voice shaking, with maybe, fear? “Mr. Blake, I—” “Answer me.” My thumb brushed his lower lip. “Because if you are,” I continued, “then I am done pretending. And if that asshole, Ryan, should touch you again, I will not be nice about it.” The air between us felt thick and electric with Aiden staring at me as if he was seeing me for the first time, his whole body trembling slightly in the chair. But he didn’t look away. Maybe he couldn't. Just like me. And I could see the outline of his Adam's apple
BLAKE "Mr. Blake, please wait—" he started to say, stumbling a little as he walked. "Move," I growled, not letting go, my grip staying firm on his arms—tight, but definitely not enough to bruise. Yet. He dawdled at the door, his eyes going wide when I yanked him in and shut it behind both of us with a hard slam. The lock clicked shut and we were now standing close to each other in the dim light, just us, staring hard. His breath was coming fast. Mine was ragged with both the hot anger surging through my veins and the raw desire I felt burning beneath. My eyes dragged down his body. Those baggy clothes of his pissed me off the most today, and I needed to just grab it, rip it off his body, in order to see exactly what he was hiding beneath. "What the hell was that?" I demanded, stepping closer to him until his back hit the wall hard. "Chatting him up like that? Smiling at him, huh?" Aiden blinked. He looked confused. "Sir,” he started. “It was just work ta
BLAKE The file in my hands was slammed onto the desk as I glared at Aiden. "There are several horrible errors in the half assed report that you dare to send to me. You had better fix it now." Aiden stood there in his usual baggy sweater and pants, looking soft and unaware as his eyes met mine for a second before dropping low. "I am so sorry, Mr. Blake,” he said. My brows rose. He never called me just Blake. It was always Mr Blake, so formal, like he was building the walls of Jericho around us, something to stand between us. And boy did I hate it? Absolutely. Because I wanted to hear my name in that gentle voice of his, whispered like a tease, just the way it would sound if he was naked, underneath me. For something else. I didn't say that out loud. And I just kept the expression on my face stern. Meanwhile, Aiden shifted his weight, his fingers brushing against mine when he leaned in and took the folder back. The touch lasted only a second. A second too
ELIJAH He grabbed the restraints that where there to lock my wrists together in front of me before he simply tied them to the headboard and then he spread my legs wide and secured both of my ankles to the corners of the bed so I could not move. Then, he tied a thick blindfold over my eyes and everywhere immediately became dark. My body was face down in the bed in that position, waiting for whatever thing he now had in store for me. I heard him move behind me until his hands came to grip my hips. "Arch your back well for me boy," he said. “If you want this cock.” I did as he told me. Then, the head of his thick cock was being pressed against my hole just before he pushed inside of my depth with one hard thrust that allowed him to completely fill my pulsing hole. "Fuck! You're so big," I cried out. “Yes,” he groaned. “And it's your fault that I'm this hard and engorged.” He didn't wait a moment after that and started pounding me hard. And his hips slammed against my so
ELIJAH Michael stood there with the food bags in his hands for a moment longer, looking rather amused. His eyes were locked on my cock as the last drops of cum finished landing on my stomach. Heat rushed to my face and I felt exposed and stupid. “I wonder what tempted you to disobey me, boy,” he said as he came to drop the bags on the table and closed the door behind him. I swallowed hard. "I couldn't wait. I tried." His brows raised. “You couldn't wait?” I nodded. “What a stupid excuse.” Warm sensations went down the length of my back at his words. “The audacity,” he murmured to himself as he slowly walked over with his face looking calm. But his eyes burned with something that I didn't dare to name yet. "I told you not to touch yourself. And what did you do? You disobeyed me like a desperate little slut." My cock twitched even though I just came. Michael grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him. "Get on your knees," he ordered. I slid off the b
ELIJAHThe kiss wasn’t soft. It wasn’t gentle either. The perfect description was the famous 'this is hunger made flesh' line.His mouth crashed over mine with the speed of a predator after prey.His lips were hot against mine, his mouth engulfing my own in his.He devoured me as if he had been s
MICHAEL Elijah.The damn boy wouldn’t leave me alone for a moment.His eyes lingered on me at every lecture.He was at every turn I took with that arrogant smirk pasted on his face.And those shameless comments he made publicly every chance he got?They were infuriating considering it was his way
ELIJAHClaustrophobic—that was what I always felt anytime I had to set foot at the university campus.The eyes watching me were too many just like the ceaseless whispers about me.Arguments over who I had been with the night before were always a thing.Once there was a fight over who I had fucked i
ELIJAH I was roused from slumber by the ringing six forty five a.m alarm I had set.My hands reached out to slap the screaming clock quiet after which I just lay there in bed staring at the ceiling boards.I barely slept these past few days and my eyes were mercilessly burning badly.It had been w







