One Night of Passion (Boy Love)

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Warning: SPG, R-18 Read at your own risk. He was staring at me and he then laugh saying" is this your first time seeing body? ". I was stunned and run towards the right corner. Sighhhhh!! No!! I slap my face, "inhale, exhale" When will this heavy rain end? After changing clothes, I was ready to cook food. I'm so hungry. I was preparing the materials and ingredients that are needed for the food that I'll be cooking. (Cooking Time!) I open my phone, and I start opening YouTube finding foods that are easy to cook. I suddenly realized that since it is raining, let me cook some soap, so I cooked tinula, or fish stew. I remember those days when my mom cooked this for me. I am reminiscing about those moments. I've already started cooking the tinula and After a few minutes, I had already finished cooking the fish stew. I can hear the sound of a door that was open, and I heard a footstep.It was the handsome stranger; he was done taking a bath. Those clothes I gave him were so little for

This evening is too long, and he has already fallen asleep. While he was sleeping, I watched his face. I was thinking that this man is very handsome. I was holding his face and dreaming how I wished to be his partner, and after that, extreme sex. Were finally done. I was hugging him while he was letting me be in his arms. He then let me sleep on his shoulder. "We both fell asleep."As the morning sun crested the horizon, the side window of my apartment shone, like it symbolized rising up from my bed and getting ready to start another day. It was around nine in the morning when my phone rang.[The phone is ringing.] Vibrating. Bppp, Bpppbbbb, bppp.I woke up because of the vibration of my phone, and when I opened my phone, it was my colleague. Jonathan Santos is tall, intelligent, very strict be he is diffinitely a hearthrob on the faculty. By the way, I am Alex Marbella, and I am a faculty teacher at Newtons University. Thin, white, and I also teach math. Hey, where are you now? It

I was really shocked when I saw that the stranger with whom I fucked yesterday was the heir of the president for whom I am currently working."Please help me welcome my son, Mr. August Scott.The crowd was highlighted by the shouts of the students and the excitement of everyone. It was so loud except for me..."You see now, Alex, it's the end of your career. why you are so perverted." How will you face the president and his son now? How will you be able to deal with it? Alex, you're so pathetic." I slapped my face and murmured. "You fucked the son of the school president ."Hey Alex, what's going on?" Why are you talking to yourself?" Ethan is asking."Hey Alex!!"" I was shocked and said, Hey! No, I was just thinking of something while holding my head". I don't know what I am going to do. "Definitely, this is the end for me." Slapping my face again"Alex, hey!" It was Sir Jonathan."Hey sir. Jonas, what's going on?" I asked."Um, the dean asks me if we will be having a meeting later

Stunned!!!I am being fierce this time, but I was really nervous."So, Mr. Scott, that is your teacher, Mr. Alex Marbella," the dean said.August is not answering, and he was just looking at me. He was really shocked this time. He doesn't even know how to address me. Imagine having sex with one of your teachers without knowing his name."Hey, August," Mr. President is calling. "Are you ok, son?""Dad! I'm sorry, I was just not paying attention." He holds his head and smiles."This is Mr. Alex, your professor in this subject". The president said"Yes, dad." He smiled.The reaction of August can be seen in how he acts, and it reflects in his eyes."Hello, Sir. Alex! I'm August Scott. It's very pleased to meet you, sir!In my mind, "Pleased to meet me!" Hello? You just fucked me yesterday."I smiled at him and shaked his hand, saying, "Hello, Mr. August. I am pleased to meet you also."I can sense an awkward atmosphere between the two of us. He looks at me in the eyes, and I look at him a