MasukHe froze, then turned around so quickly that if I had blinked, I would have missed it. “Did you just call me a monster, Noah?” His tone was low, deadly. And the look in his eyes? It felt eerie.“I didn’t call you a monster. I only asked if you ain’t a monster yourself. Those are not the same thing.” I answered, squaring my shoulders, refusing to let his gaze intimidate me.He laughed in disbelief and took a few steps toward me.“Are you listening to yourself right now? Because I don’t think you are. Otherwise, you would know that asking me such a question already means you see me as one. Now, Mr. Flinch, tell me… what are the things I’ve done to you that automatically made me a monster?”“Oh wow. It’s Mr. Flinch now?” I asked in surprise, eyes sparkling. “Come on, now you’re just being too much. I already said I never called you a monster. So why are you—”“No, Noah.” He interrupted quickly, hands turning into fists at his side. “You clearly called me a monster, so now I want to know
I had so much fun with Eli, even more than I did when we first met. He made me dinner, and to say I wasn’t surprised at how delicious the meal ended up being would be an understatement. It was like he was a chef at a five-star hotel. The detailing, the presentation, every damn thing down to even the desserts felt intentional. Afterwards, he made me pick a movie and that was what we watched. Whatever he wanted to do, he always asked me first to know if it was something I wanted or if it was something I was comfortable with. And honestly, it felt so good that my opinions were appreciated and valued. After that, we played some board games before retiring to bed. And all through the time we were together my phone kept buzzing with calls and messages from Julian, but I ignored them all. Deciding to handle it the next day when I got home felt. The next morning, after having breakfast with Eli, he dropped me off. And I was all smiles, like a kid who got his deepest wish granted as I walked
Instantly heat flooded my face in embarrassment, but I didn’t stop. If anything, the look in his eyes only made me harder and my cock throbbed violently. It was hungry, almost predatory, like he was enjoying the view. Before I could ask why he was in here, he shut the door, closed the distance between us in one quick stride, then wrapped his hand around my cock and began stroking faster. “Holy shit!” I gasped, as my eyes fluttered shut. His other hand wrapped around me, pulling me closer until my head rested on his chest, but the pace didn’t stop, didn’t slow down, and certainly didn’t break. “Tell me, Noah. Tell me how badly you’ve always wanted me to do this. Tell me how badly you’ve imagined your best friend’s hand wrapped around your hard cock,” he whispered against my ear, his warm breath brushing against my skin which sent a shiver racing up my spine. “I—I…please, Julian. Don’t—don’t stop. Just keep going fast—arghh!” I gasped, as the rest of the words died in my throat th
It’s been about a week since I last saw Julian and that’s because he travelled for work. He got back yesterday, and today, he’d be coming over and I’ve been so excited. Not just because I missed us spending time together, but also because today was our live-watch day. Once a week we would meet up and watch a match together, or just play FIFA. This was a tradition we started together during our college days, and since then we’ve always tried to uphold it, no matter how busy we got.I already stocked the fridge with both our favourite drinks, and ordered some snacks, and even cooked. All that’s left is for him to show up. I had already texted, and he had said he was on his way. So I just sat on the couch and waited. About thirty minutes later the doorbell rang. I knew it was him. Excited, I stood up and hurried over, but when I opened the door the smile on my face slowly disappeared.“Hey, Noah.” Clara’s voice chirped in cheerfully, as she waved at me.“Hey, Clara. I didn’t know you wer
Due to the series of consultations I had that morning, work moved by smoothly, and that kept my mind occupied from the events that had happened with Julian earlier. Soon it was time for lunch, and I headed down to my favorite café to get something quick to eat. The place was already half full, the low hum of conversation mixing with the soft clink of cups and the warm scent of coffee and baked bread. I placed my order at the counter, waited only a short while, and soon it was brought to me on a small tray. I took a seat at my favourite spot near the window, the same one I always chose when it was free, and began going through my phone when I heard someone speak to me.“Is this seat taken?”“Uhn, no, not at—” The rest of the words died in my throat when I lifted my eyes and saw the person who had asked that question. “No freaking way. Malcolm? Is this really you?” I finally asked between soft, disbelieving laughs, although it was still hard for me to believe he was standing right in f
Noah’s POVI knew he was eventually going to give in, so even though it took a while for him to give me an answer, I wasn’t bothered. Julian always acted tough in public, but with me, he was a softie. A softie who cares about me, and was going to do anything I wanted, as long as it made me happy.“Okay fine,” he finally said, dropping the bottle on the table. “I’m gonna try and get to know your ‘supposed love interest’ if that makes you happy,” he said drily, making air quotes, and that made me laugh. “And I’m only agreeing to do this because I don’t want you to keep being mad at me. So if this is all it’s gonna take, for you to stop seeing me as a hater, then I’ll do it.”I approached him, closing the distance between us. “I don’t see you as a hater, Julian. You know that.”“Well I don’t know about that. You clearly said I was acting like one so…” he responded, grinning, as he slid his hands into his pockets, then walked past me back into the living room.“Those are not the same thin







