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THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT THE ASSIGNMENT
Chapter 42“Please, sir,” Leon blurted out, voice cracking with desperation. He stepped forward, eyes wide and pleading. “Don’t call my father. Not yet. I’ll fix everything. I swear. I’ll retake the assignment, do extra credit, stay after school every day if I have to. Just… please give me a chance first. My dad — he won’t understand. He’ll make it so much worse.”Principal Hargrove leaned back in his chair, studying Leon with a mixture of surprise and reluctant sympathy. The boy in front of him was usually composed, top of his classes, the model scholarship student. Seeing him this rattled was unusual.“Leon… policy is clear for scholarship students.”“I know,” Leon said quickly, his voice gaining urgency. “But I’ve never had a slip like this before. It’s one grade. One bad week. If you call him now, it could ruin everything. Please. I’m begging you. Just one opportunity to prove I can turn it around.”The principal was silent for a long moment, fingers tapping slowly on the desk. Fi
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT Remained firm
Chapter 41Leon had barely made it through the class when a sharp voice cut through the chaos.“Leon Carter?”Leon froze. A middle-aged woman in a neat navy blazer — the principal’s secretary, Mrs. Caldwell — stood in the doorway, clipboard in hand. Her expression was polite but firm, the kind teachers used when delivering bad news.“The principal would like to see you in his office. Right now.”A fresh wave of ice slid down Leon’s spine. He swallowed hard, mouth suddenly dry. “Now?”“It’s urgent,” Mrs. Caldwell said, already turning on her heel. “Follow me, please.”Leon’s legs moved on autopilot. He could feel eyes on him as he followed her down the corridor — curious glances from classmates who rarely saw the quiet pastor’s son being summoned. His heart hammered against his ribs so violently he was sure everyone could hear it. The D. It had to be about the D. Or worse. What if someone had seen something? What if the video had already gone public.No. He couldn’t let himself spiral.
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT His stomach
Chapter 40The moment Leon hit “send,” his stomach plummeted.He stared at the screen as the video uploaded — the raw, humiliating footage of himself on all fours, legs spread wide, slamming the dildo deep into his ass while moaning Aaron’s name like a broken slut. His face was fully visible. His voice was wrecked and desperate. Thick ropes of cum streaked his stomach. There was no way to deny what he had become.“Delivered.” Then, “Opened.”Leon dropped the phone onto the mattress like it had burned his fingers and curled into a tight ball, knees pulled to his chest. Shame crashed over him in suffocating waves. His hole still throbbed from how roughly he had used the toy, and his cock gave a weak, traitorous twitch at the memory.Why did I do that? Why did I make it so filthy? Why did I moan his name like that?He hated himself. He hated Aaron even more. But beneath the crushing self-loathing was something darker — a sick, warm thrill that he had actually obeyed. That Aaron had now s
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT NO!!
Chapter 39– NO!Aaron’s POV“Come on, man. Don’t make this weird. I’m serious about the tutoring. I really need this. My dad’s riding my ass hard, and hockey’s the only thing keeping me sane right now. You’re the smartest guy in our year when it comes to Chemistry. Just… help me out. Please.”The word tasted bitter on my tongue. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d actually begged someone for anything. But desperate times and all that.Leon stared at me for a long second, lips pressed into a thin line. Then he shook his head.“No.”I blinked. “What?”“I said no, Aaron.” His voice was quiet but steady. No stuttering. No looking away. “I can’t tutor you. I have enough going in my life. I don’t have the time or energy for extra sessions. Find someone else.”The rejection hit harder than it should have. I stepped up onto the same stair, towering over him even more now. The scent of his nervousness mixed with the cold rink air made my blood run hotter.“Leon,” I said, softening my tone ag
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT CHEMISTRY TUTOR
Chapter 38: Chemistry TutorAaron’s POVI stood frozen on the edge of the ice, adrenaline from practice still pumping hard through my veins. Coach’s words hit me like a blindside check I never saw coming.“I got a call from your father this morning.”He looked uncomfortable, arms crossed over his chest as he delivered the news. My grip tightened on my stick until my knuckles ached.“What did he say?” I asked, voice low.Coach exhaled heavily, glancing toward the empty stands before meeting my eyes. “He made it very clear — if your grades don’t improve significantly this semester, especially in Chemistry, he’s pulling all future donations to the athletic program. No new equipment, no scholarship funding, nothing. He even hinted at pulling funding for the entire sports department if necessary.” He patted my shoulder pad, the gesture feeling more like pity than support. “Look, kid… I know you’re talented. One of the best forwards I’ve coached in years. But your old man plays hardball. Fi
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT Distraction on Ice
Chapter 37 – Distraction on IceAaron’s POVThe school day felt longer than usual, each period stretching out like a slow, tedious punishment. I went through the motions — sitting in class, half-listening to teachers drone on about equations and literature, doodling absentmindedly in my notebook while my mind wandered somewhere far more interesting. A few girls tried catching my attention during breaks, flashing smiles and brushing past me in the hallways, but I barely spared them a glance. My focus was elsewhere.It was entirely on Leon.I tracked him like a shadow throughout the day. Between first and second period, I spotted him rushing down the crowded hallway toward his locker. His shoulders were hunched, head lowered, and he moved with quick, nervous steps like he was trying to disappear into the crowd. He looked exhausted — pale face, faint dark circles under his eyes, hair slightly messier than usual. Probably hadn’t slept much after sending me that desperate video last night.
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