LOGINLEON'S POVIt was a typical lazy Saturday for me. Which meant I would lounge around the house after helping my mother with the laundry and cleaning. Then in the evening, my parents would leave for church and stay for maybe two hours in preparation for Sunday service.So basically, I had all day to myself. And it was today that I finally decided to call my best friend.I scrolled through my contacts until I hit hers.I smiled at the memory of this name I hadn't called in months.Rose.Weād been inseparable since we were in diapers, two pastorās kids bonded by the shared trauma of Sunday school and itchy formal wear.When her parents got transferred three states over, a part of the little social life I had vanished with her.Still smiling, I dialed and held the phone to my my ear as it began to ring.She picked up on the fifth buzz.āOh my God, Leon? Is that actually you, or am I hallucinating?āāItās me,ā I repy, a genuine laugh breaking out of my voice.āSo you finally decided to call
AARON'S POVThe air in Jacobās garage was thick with the smell of gasoline, old rubber, and the heavy, floral scent of Suzanneās perfume.I had her pinned against the back of the worn leather couch, my hands tangled in her hair as I pulled her mouth against mine.She moaned softly as our tongues swiped together, then she bit my lower lip, tugging on my hair tightly while rubbing her full tits against my chest hungrily.This was supposed to be a distraction. It was supposed to take my mind off the mess of the week.It didn't matter that hooking up with my cousin's girlfriend while he was passed out upstairs from a midday bender, was technically wrong.It was a good thing I barely had any conscience.This was the kind of messy, reckless shit I lived for.So why wasn't it working? Why wasn't I distracted?Why was it that everytime I closed my eyes, the taste of her lip gloss vanished, replaced by the memory of much softer, naturally fuller lipsUnlike Suzanne's botox filled ones.āTeach
LEON'S POVāNo.āāNo?ā Aaron quipped, sounding genuinely surprised.I roughly brushed his hand away from my face and stumbled up straight,āI'm not putting your whore dick in my mouth.āFor the longest moment we simply stared at each other. I was so sure he'd explode, or try to convince me.A sick part of me wanted him to.But instead, Aaron burst into laughter. His massive shoulders vibrated with the force of each laugh until he was doubled over.āWhat? What's so funny?ā I asked.He sighed, then shrugged as he straightened. His eyes twinkled, and my God, he looked breathtaking.āYou, Leon. You're funny to think you have an option.ā Aaron tilted his head, studying me like he knew way more than I was letting on.āYou're desperate for Damian, so I knowā¦you will eventually do as I say.āāI will never do as you say,ā I emphasized.Then I walked out of there to the sound of his laughter.I stuffed my keys back into my backpack as I made my way past the foyer.The house was quiet, but I kn
LEON'S POVThe hallway was quiet, the heavy silence of the school's second floor pressing in on me. On the outside, I looked like I was holding it together nicely and normally.My shoulders were squared, my jaw set and my movements steady.But on the inside, I was a screaming wreck.Why the hell did I ask him? Why Aaron? It was a disaster waiting to happen.Aaron wasn't just a regular playboy, he was the most arrogant one. He reminded me of a predator.As soon as the words left my mouth, I already knew he was going to laugh in my face, cruelly. And then probably announce to the entire student body over the intercom that Leon, the priestās son, was a pathetic, starving gay guy pining for the school's Sweetheart.The heat in my face reached a boiling point.āYou know what? Forget I even said fhat. Sorryā¦.I'm just gonnaā¦ā terrified of the mockery I knew was coming, I turned to bolt.āOkay. Iāll do it.āI froze mid-step and my heart did a slow, painful thud against my ribs as I turned ba
AARON'S POVI watched him limp away, his movements stiff and pained, a slow smirk spreading across my face.Interesting. Truly interesting.Just looking at the kid makes my blood run hot in a way thatās becoming a problem.Last night was incredible, honestly, better than any of the girls Iāve had in the back of my car or in the equipment shed.If he hadn't screamed out another guyās name at the height of his climax, I might have actually been gentle with him. I might have taken my time. But hearing my best friend's name come out of his mouth while I was buried deep inside him? That changed the game.The reality of the situation was annoying and slightly embarrasing.It was also obvious that Leon had woken up with nothing but āsweet boyā Damian on his mind. He doesn't even know it was me.āLeon, you really have no idea how much trouble you're in,ā I whispered to the empty air.I toyed with the idea of how to break him. The power I held over him felt better than the sex.Should I leak h
LEON'S POVThe walk to school was a slow-motion torture.I dragged my aching body down the sidewalk, my legs trembling so violently I had to stop twice just to keep from collapsing onto the pavement.With every step, the sharp, raw sensation between my thighs and ass flared up, and the dull, heavy throb in my lower back served as a brutal, sweet reminder of the previous nightās magic.My mind was a chaotic blur of faces and noises. Who the hell was that man?I had wanted to stay in bed today and rot, tp disappear into my sheets until the bruises faded, but my god-awful father had practically dragged me out of bed.āGet up, you lazy wretch,ā heād barked through the door. āUnless you want me to come in there and find out exactly what you're hiding.āSo much for the ākindnessā my mom was talking about last night.After that threat, I'd gotten up and started preparing for school. I forced myself to move. But my pace faltered the moment I reached the school gates and spotted Damian.He was







