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THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT FOR YOU
Chapter 86Leon’s head snapped up, his eyes locking onto Aaron’s with a mix of shock and something sharper—defensiveness, maybe, or the first flicker of panic. The attic room felt smaller than it had a minute ago, the air thicker, charged with the weight of words that couldn’t be unsaid. Leon stood there half-dressed in the costume, the fabric clinging in ways that made him acutely aware of every inch of exposed skin, every shift in his posture. His jaw tightened, fingers still fumbling uselessly behind his back at the stubborn buckle.Aaron’s compliment hung between them like smoke—unfiltered, unexpected, and impossible to ignore. “You look hot.”For a long second, neither of them moved. Leon’s face burned, a flush creeping up his neck that had nothing to do with the fever from earlier or the stuffy attic. He wasn’t used to this. Not the directness. Not the way Aaron’s gaze lingered without apology, like he had seen something real and decided not to hide it. Leon’s heart hammered aga
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT SAID IT
CHAPTER 85 He watched Leon like he was waiting for impact—like the words themselves were a push, not a suggestion. Leon stood there holding the costume like it might burn him, jaw tight, eyes flicking between Aaron and the fabric as if trying to decide which one was more dangerous.Aaron didn’t rush him. He rarely did when it mattered. Pressure worked better when it came from silence, not force. And Leon, for all his stubbornness, reacted more to tension than to commands. Aaron had already figured that out.For a second, Aaron thought he might refuse outright.That would’ve been predictable.But Leon didn’t move.And that was always the interesting part about him—he never gave a clean yes or no. He hesitated like everything mattered too much, like every decision had consequences he couldn’t afford. Like even something as simple as a piece of clothing had to pass through a system of internal arguments before it was allowed to exist on his body.Aaron shifted his weight slightly, leani
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT THE ARRIVAL
Chapter 84Leon stood frozen for a second longer than he meant to, still hearing Aaron’s words echo in his head like they had weight.Now my turn.It wasn’t a suggestion. It wasn’t even really a statement. It sounded like a shift in control.Leon’s throat tightened slightly as he watched Aaron’s expression—calm, confident, like he had already decided how the rest of the evening was going to go.“What do you mean your turn?” Leon asked carefully.Aaron tilted his head toward the wardrobe like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You heard me. We’re done with Chemistry for today. Now we fix you.”“I don’t need fixing.”Aaron’s eyes flicked over him slowly, deliberately, like he was evaluating a problem on a test paper. “You do. Just not in the way you think.”Leon exhaled sharply through his nose and turned away, opening his wardrobe like he needed distance just to breathe. “This is ridiculous.”The wardrobe creaked as he pulled it open. Inside were neatly arranged shirts, folde
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT MY TURN
Chapter 83Leon pushed open the front door, the late afternoon light casting long shadows across the hallway. His backpack felt heavier than usual, the weight of the day pressing down on his shoulders like an invisible hand. His knees ached faintly under the bandages, and the low-grade exhaustion from the fever made every movement sluggish. He kicked off his shoes quietly, hoping to slip upstairs without drawing too much attention.His mother was in the kitchen, the soft clink of dishes and the faint smell of dinner simmering on the stove filling the air. She turned when she heard the door, wiping her hands on her apron with a gentle but tired smile.“Leon, you’re home,” she said, voice soft. “How was school today?”“Fine,” he muttered, keeping his head down as he headed for the stairs. “Just a normal day.”She stepped closer, eyes scanning his face with that familiar maternal concern. “There’s a student waiting for you upstairs. He said you two have a study session. Tall boy, very co
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT FRONT DOOR
Chapter 83Leon pushed open the front door, the late afternoon light casting long shadows across the hallway. His backpack felt heavier than usual, the weight of the day pressing down on his shoulders like an invisible hand. His knees ached faintly under the bandages, and the low-grade exhaustion from the fever made every movement sluggish. He kicked off his shoes quietly, hoping to slip upstairs without drawing too much attention.His mother was in the kitchen, the soft clink of dishes and the faint smell of dinner simmering on the stove filling the air. She turned when she heard the door, wiping her hands on her apron with a gentle but tired smile.“Leon, you’re home,” she said, voice soft. “How was school today?”“Fine,” he muttered, keeping his head down as he headed for the stairs. “Just a normal day.”She stepped closer, eyes scanning his face with that familiar maternal concern. “There’s a student waiting for you upstairs. He said you two have a study session. Tall boy, very co
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT JUST COOL
Chapter 81Aaron’s POVThe older man stepped out of the bathroom stall on shaky legs, the cool rush of air from the main warehouse brushing against his flushed, sweat-damp skin. His body still hummed with aftershocks — thighs burning, a slow trickle of cum leaking down the inside of his leg as he pulled his pants back up with trembling hands. The evidence of being thoroughly used remained hidden beneath the fabric, but he could feel it with every step. The younger man in the sleek black mask had already slipped away after one last satisfied look and a low, possessive whisper.He waited a minute inside the bathroom, adjusting his ornate crimson mask and smoothing down his shirt. The mask had stayed firmly in place the entire time, even during the most intense moments. It had hidden his face completely while he was on his knees and later bent over, moaning against the cold tiles. That anonymity had made everything sharper, more dangerous. He washed his hands at the sink, splashed cold w
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT WHO?
Chapter 78– WHO?Aaron’s POVI stared at the message for a second longer, the words “Hey handsome” glowing on my screen like an invitation I wasn’t about to turn down. The whiskey from earlier had loosened something in my chest, but this new spark felt sharper, hotter. I typed back quickly, fingers
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT CHAT
Chapter 77– CHATAaron’s POVThe rooftop door slammed shut behind me with a heavy metallic clang, but I was still grinning like a fucking idiot as I jogged down the stairs. Leon’s face stayed burned into my mind — flushed cheeks, wide eyes, lips parted like he was two seconds away from closing the
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT GROCERIES AGAIN?
Chapter 75– GROCERIES AGAIN?Leon pushed her back firmly, his hands on Grace’s shoulders as he created distance between them. The cleaning cloth slipped from her fingers and fell to the floor with a soft thud. His heart pounded hard against his ribs, a mix of panic and exhaustion flooding his syste
THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT AFTER CHURCH
Chapter 74– AFTER CHURCH The vigil finally ended as the first pale light of dawn touched the stained-glass windows. The choir sang the closing hymn with tired but fervent voices, and the congregation slowly rose, exchanging hugs, whispered prayers, and promises to return the next night. Leon staye
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