Mag-log inWhat do you fear the most? Matthew's only fear is coming out as gay to his family, who are devoutly religious and consider homosexuality a sin. But when he heard from his doctor that he had less than three months left to live. Matthew decided that living his truth was more important than his fears. He planned on telling his family his sexuality, and also, confessing his feelings to his longtime crush, the son of a Deacon, Keith who was every lady's dream in college. But what if Keith is just like everyone else? Would Matt's last wish come true before the end of his days on Earth? And what happens when all that glitters does seem to be gold?
view more6 Days Later... "Hey, Matthew," Keith called as he walked into the kitchen hugging his boyfriend from behind. "Good morning sweetheart," Matthew called softly with a smile on his lips. "How was your night? Had no idea when you woke up." Keith said, his hands placed around Matthew's waist. "You worked hard last night and even forgot to have dinner. I wanted to make you something special." Matthew replied, turning swiftly to face Keith who was beaming with smiles as though Matthew was the only one who could bring him joy. Definitely yes, Matthew was the only one who could bring him happiness, but what will happen to him now that his happiness is gone? Slowly, Keith opened his eyes, finding himself once again in the bedroom which used to be for him and Matthew. Birds were chirping and the gentle sound of trees waving from the distance was the only noise in the quiet neighborhood. He would love to fall asleep again. Rather, sleep and never wake up. Why does this dream alw
It was another day, but not just another day.A day of sadness? A day where I'm gonna realize I can cry like an infant. Yes, D-Day.During the rest of the ten days, I had to make sure to give Matthew the best life, I had made sure no hour passed without seeing him smile, and even though his legs were swollen and he could hardly walk on his own, I had always given him a piggyback whenever we're out of the house and I've never been tired of that.It was only when he told me three nights ago."Hey, Keith." I looked down at him, we were in a cuddle snuggled up on our bed."I've been keeping track of my days." He has told me and I had forced out a smile even though he always sees through me.I hadn't even realized the days were so short, has it even been a week since we eloped out of the hospital? I thought we still had twenty days left.I had hidden my fears, heartbroken self, and had hugged him tighter without saying a word.We didn't have any outdoor activity ever since then and most ti
It's been a long week.From visiting amusement parks to eating my favorite meals, hearing Keith sing lullabies every time we are to fall asleep, and with slow and romantic sex of course.It still feels like a dream that I'm achieving all this before dying, in short, I'd have said I'm still living in a dream in which I prayed hard for it not to be a dream cause when I wake, I'd cry that all the good times I had with Keith had been a lie but staring at the calendar right now, I sincerely wish I was in a dream.Ten days. I bit my bottom lips, ten days and I'd be a dead soul.Keith had no idea I still keep track of my days, he once said we shouldn't talk about it and none of us should check what date or day it is but I couldn't help it.Now I was beginning to pity him, pity myself, and--- "Oh," I groaned at the sharp pain I felt in my leg.I glanced down at my leg which was yet to appear swollen but when I had showered last night I noticed how much it had swelled and I had even worn trous
"It's been more than fifteen minutes that we've been up," Matthew whispered, I could feel his breath on my bare chest. My hands were hovered around him pulling him closer to me while my chin rested on his head which was leaning on my chest."Five minutes, I promise we'll be up," I say again, the words I've been saying ever since we woke up after the pleasurable sex we had last night - I mean shouldn't I call it like a honeymoon?It was damn good! His mouth around my shaft and how he had relentlessly made me cum down his throat was something I had to reward him for with a good fuck.I can't believe I was good at fucking a guy myself, I had given him his first cum and I was sure he was a virgin, well he has also jokes about thanking me for not going to make him die as a virgin.We had had sex for a couple of hours and had settled on the bed, both of us snuggled up to each other until this morning, and I'm not even ready to let go of him yet.I want to feel myself inside him again but ju
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