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Chapter Seventy-four

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Hunter's POV

I made my way out of the house and into the house, feeling a little bit weary. I didn't sleep well the night before. The thought that Basil might be straight took away sleep from my eyes, and I spent the night praying to every god I knew; Shivu, Venus, Zeus, Odin, The Sun god, that Basil should be gay, or at least bisexual.

I had wanted to ask Hazel but decided against it on a second thought.

I looked at myself in the rear mirror, the V-neck shirt I was wearing extended way below my chest. I had worn it to impress Basil, or at least to gain his attention and see if he was into guys, but looking at myself in the mirror, I had most certainly never felt so stupid before.

“ Good morning”, he said as he got into the car, fastening his seatbelt, ultimately reminding me that I had to fasten mine.

“ Good morning”, I replied.

“ So, what shopping mall would you prefer to go to?” He asked, looking over at me.

“ Why don't you take me to the one that you would prefer”,
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    I thought I had seen it all, not knowing that I was still a newbie when it came to shamelessness. Without warning, Hunter grabbed my dick as if it was a door knob, making me spread my mouth like the tentacles of an octopus. I was into too much shock to even speak, and as he squeezed it into his palms, an electric jolt was sent throughout my whole body as I sat on my ass, staring at him in horror. “ There's nothing to write home about here”, he said as he let go of it, standing up to his feet and towering above my seemingly small frame. “ That one there…..”, he pointed at the top guy in the porn video, “ is way better than yours, and I bet that you wouldn't be able to do what he's doing right now”, he said as I concentrated on the porn video as the top spread the bottom’s legs in a split, banging hard into his ass with his up to eight inches cock. Hunter went back and picked up his bags, clutching a bag in every finger in his hand, “ quit misbehaving and get dressed, stop actin

  • My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest     Chapter Seventy-six

    Hazel's POV To be truly sincere, working out alone wasn't a problem; not at all. The problem was the fact that I was working out alone because of Hunter; that was the main problem. I left the house and jogged all the way to the gym, with earphones on, blasting heavy metal music. At the gym, I tried to concentrate while lifting weights but I just couldn't. Thoughts of Hunter kept crossing my mind, and his wonderful smell wouldn't just leave my memory, making me wonder what kind of perfume it was, since it was able to make one horny. I left the weight lifting section and tried to let off some steam at the treadmill. As I began running on moderate speed on the treadmill, I noticed a guy get on another treadmill right opposite to mine, and beside him on another treadmill was a girl. The guy looked masculine and packed up, and his face card was literally something to die for, and so when the girl noticed him on the treadmill, about to start running on it, she let down her hair, s

  • My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest     Chapter Seventy-five

    With the speed of light, Basil rotated the steering wheel with accurate precision, screeching the car tyres and ultimately avoiding the truck, plunging into the grassland beside the road, pressing hard on the brakes as the truck honked it's way past us. We almost died right there. I tried to regulate my breathing as adrenaline surged through my veins, making me a little shaky. I tried to pull myself together, and eventually succeeded in doing so, but as I turned around to see how Basil was doing, I was shocked to see him vibrating vigorously. His whole body was shaking with terror, and even though he tried to still himself, it wasn't working. “ Hey, it's okay, it's okay”, I said as placed my hands on his back and patted him slowly, trying to calm him down, but it didn't seem to be working. He was still shaking violently, and the shaking increased as tears streamed down his eyes, his head bowed low.He was having a severe panic attack, and I knew without being told that I had

  • My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest     Chapter Seventy-four

    Hunter's POV I made my way out of the house and into the house, feeling a little bit weary. I didn't sleep well the night before. The thought that Basil might be straight took away sleep from my eyes, and I spent the night praying to every god I knew; Shivu, Venus, Zeus, Odin, The Sun god, that Basil should be gay, or at least bisexual. I had wanted to ask Hazel but decided against it on a second thought. I looked at myself in the rear mirror, the V-neck shirt I was wearing extended way below my chest. I had worn it to impress Basil, or at least to gain his attention and see if he was into guys, but looking at myself in the mirror, I had most certainly never felt so stupid before. “ Good morning”, he said as he got into the car, fastening his seatbelt, ultimately reminding me that I had to fasten mine. “ Good morning”, I replied. “ So, what shopping mall would you prefer to go to?” He asked, looking over at me. “ Why don't you take me to the one that you would prefer”,

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    Hazel's POV I just couldn't tell why, but I just wasn't having it. I wasn't feeling like myself and I couldn't quite place a description of how I was feeling. I thought maybe it was because of how I saw Hunter smiling sheepishly yesterday but I quickly dismissed the thought. In my usual slow driving method, I drove into my premises and parked in the garage, being careful enough not to hit any other car there. I made my way to the building and on opening the door, I was welcomed with the tasty aroma of lasagna, reminding me that I had been surviving on coffee all day. I made my way to the sitting room, intentionally slow walking to perceive more of the aroma. It was torture, knowing fully well that I wouldn't partake in the food feast, but it was an enjoyable torture. As I was about to walk past the kitchen, a miracle happened. " Hazel", Hunter called out to me, and I turned to face him. He was wearing an apron and a chef cap, behind a very sexy looking body hug top and jogger

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    I actually didn't want to stand up from where I was. Not particularly because I was enjoying it, but because the situation was too embarrassing to face. Just imagine yourself falling on top of someone in the supermarket, amidst the peering eyes of the desperate housewives who were too bored to stay at home that they came on and unnecessary grocery shopping. But nevertheless, we definitely weren't going to spend eternity there, so it was better to just get off each other's bodies. “ Sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry, are you injured?” I asked as I stood up, ignoring the screaming voice in my head that was reminding me that I almost came very close to achieving my dream; to kissing him. “ I'm fine”, he said, standing to his feet and brushing himself off. “ Thank goodness. It would've been critical if you had hit your head on the ground”, I said to him, momentarily forgetting that the desperate housewives were still staring at us. “ Thankfully I didn't. That's called good reflex ac

  • My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest     Chapter Seventy-one

    You know, I've always wondered why we guys were always prejudiced. Like always. A girl can call her fellow girl pet names, hug her when they meet, even kiss her on the lips or peck her, but the minute a guy does that, it's concluded; with no further inspections needed - he's gay, and not only is he gay, the other guy he calls pet names is also gay, and is automatically his boyfriend. Like what the fuck? Did he have to make that face of ' what did you just call me?' Uh? Can't I just casually call him my love with no strings attached? Actually, a couple or more strings were attached, but what does it matter? " Oh, I meant um....................... I meant my Lord, not my love", I said with an awkward smile but the old lad was still staring at me in confusion, " seems like you don't know the meaning of your name again. In ancient Greek, the name Basil means royal, and in respect to that I called you my Lord", I said, trying my best to sound as educative as possible, but the expr

  • My Gay Sugar Daddy Is A Priest     Chapter Seventy

    Hunter's POV I really hoped he would say yes. I was pretty sure that the contract he had with my mother in-law, Mrs Mcman did not include the criteria that he would also be at my service during the weekend, and for that I feared that he would say no, reminding me that he only worked for me during the weekdays. " Yes. Any problem?" he had asked as he turned to face me, his face being quite unclear in the dim illumination provided by the house dateline. " Well, not really. The thing here is that um.............. I don't have lectures tomorrow, so I won't be going to school, but I want to go grocery shopping tomorrow, and then go for cloth shopping on Saturday - I really need to stock up on my wardrobe. I would've gone for the cloth shopping tomorrow but Hazel seems to be surviving on just plastic and tap water. There is literally nothing edible in the whole house and I don't want it to continue being like that", I said, hoping to buy a little guilted sympathy from him. He chuck

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