๋ก๊ทธ์ธ“Mm ” I agree weakly, blinking as my vision briefly doubles before settling back on him.His hand moves.Up.Then down.Stars explode behind my eyes.He’s right.I’m hard.Harder than last night.Harder than I’ve ever been in my entire life.I start shifting helplessly in place, small desperate sounds slipping out of me every time his hand moves.His touch is cautious. Curious. Almost shy.And he keeps laughing softly.Little breathy laughs every time he touches me again.Not mocking.Never that.He’s laughing because he’s enjoying himself.Because he’s happy.“Wow,” he says.Then again a moment later.“Wow.”Every time he says it, my body reacts even more.He tugs my hair gently, pulling me forward into another kiss.This one isn’t gentle.It&rsqu
“But I’m learning,” he adds. “So… we go slow.”My brain turns into soup.“I guess you’ll have to be gentle with me.”I nod.Shake my head.Make a strange gurgling noise.He lifts my chin with one finger so I’m forced to meet his eyes.“Here’s the plan,” he says calmly. “I take some of your clothes off.”My lungs forget how to function.“You stay still.”My heart slams against my ribs.“And I… explore.”My shoulders start trembling uncontrollably.“O-okay.”His hands smooth down the front of my T-shirt.Slow.Warm.Heavy.I stare at them.“Uh-uh,” he murmurs, tapping two fingers under his own eyes. “Look at me.”I drag my gaze up.“Eyes here. The whole time.”I nod
Not even close.Nathan looks like heโs living the greatest night of his life.Cole finally hangs up after receiving very strict instructions: he is absolutely not allowed to pick Nathan up before ten tomorrow morning.Why?Because apparently โGranny makes pancakes on Saturdays and Sundays.โCole lowers the phone slowly.โHmph.โI shrug. โWellโฆ I guess heโs not suffering too much.โโNo,โ Cole mutters. โGuess heโs not.โโThatโs good though, right?โโSo good.โWe stare at each other.Then we both burst out laughing.โI know Iโm pathetic,โ Cole says, shaking his head. โWhatโs your excuse?โโMy excuse?โ I spread my hands dramatically. โNathan is illegally adorable. That child could cure bad moods on contact. Itโs not fair. Heโs justโฆ ridiculously great.โColeโs shoulders lift slightly, pride flickering across his face.โThanks.โโYouโre doing an amazing job with him,โ I add quietly. โSeriously. Youโre a great dad.โHe says thank you again but this time his voice sounds rougher.Weโre stan
My brain is still floating somewhere above the porch. “Right… about what?” I mumble.He gives me a look so intense it feels like my bones might melt.“You’re a very good kisser.”The noise that escapes me is horrifying. Some unholy mix between a squeak and a choke.I would absolutely die of embarrassmentbut chaos suddenly erupts across the street.“What the…?” Cole turns, squinting toward Luca and Tyler’s house.I follow his gaze.Something’s wrong with the window. There are hands moving around behind the glass arms waving but no faces. No bodies.Just frantic movement.“That’s weird,” I say. “Did something fall? I swear I heard a crash earlier.”Cole studies it for a second. “Pretty sure there used to be blinds on that window.”I blink. “Wait… the blinds are gone?&r
He’s trying to hide the grin.Which shouldn’t be hot.It really shouldn’t.And yet somehow it’s unbearably hot.By the time I finally figure out how to swallow my coffee, the heat from it travels straight down my throat… down my chest… lower… lower… until it lands somewhere that absolutely does not need extra warmth right now.Fantastic.Perfect timing.I have no idea how long we’ve been sitting here in silence, but I’m pretty sure this exceeds the socially acceptable limit for two humans sharing a porch swing and not speaking.Usually I’d jump in and save us. I’d grab a random topic weather, sports, weird news headline and run with it like a marathon sprinter.Today?Not happening.Because Cole is here.And he hasn’t told me to fill the silence.He’s closer than he normally sits. Not by much. Just enough t
Absolutely not thinking about that.Definitely not thinking about how I may have just destroyed the best friendship I’ve ever had.By mid-morning I’m sitting at my pottery wheel, hands buried in clay. I’m shaping a small vessel for Nathan something I’ve been planning ever since he proudly announced that one of his teeth was loose.The idea struck me earlier while unpacking the ridiculous box I packed during my six-a.m. meltdown. If I want it finished in time, I need to start now. Clay has to dry. Then it needs firing. No room for procrastination.I’m building the piece by hand, but I’m working on the wheel because sitting here calms me down. Or at least… it usually does.The clay started out cold, slick under my fingers. Now it’s warmed to my touch, softer and easier to shape. Normally this is the moment where my mind quiets. Where everything fades and I sink into that peaceful rhythm of making somet
What the fuck are those?โ I blurt before I can stop myself.He doesnโt look at me, gaze fixed a few inches to my left. โTheyโre pajamas, Bennett. Sleepwear. To avoid making others uncomfortable.โโHate to break it to you, bud, but those arenโt pajamas. Theyโre jammies.โHe says nothing, but a tiny
Luca Moretti povShort story: I owe Tyler Bennett ten thousand dollars. And I hate it.Not to shame anyone, but when you insist on parading around hotel rooms in nothing but tight boxer briefs and the sluttiest, most distracting socks known to manโฆthis is the exact shit that happens.It wasnโt just
โShow me your dick.โAnd I know whatever heโs about to do next will finish what he started.I donโt say a word as I hook my thumbs into my waistband and push my boxer briefs down.Iโm painfully hard. So much it burns. I hiss, teeth clenched, when the elastic drags over the swollen head too slow, t
Tyler Bennett povOne of the most mortifying moments of my life happened years ago nineteen, stupid, and lying half-naked on a doctorโs table because Iโd decided, for reasons I still canโt explain, to go commando on the day my groin decided to swell like a warning sign from hell.I didnโt think abo





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