Alle Kapitel von My Stepbrother and His Friend: Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

POSEIDON POV“Aren’t you going to say anything?” Elon asked for the millionth time making me wish I had a sjambock to jam it right in the middle of his head just to silence him. And the worst thing was that currently, he had his face was just an inch from mine as he waited patiently for me to feed his unending curiosity. I swear something went wrong during the process of his creation. I have never seen a man who was so infatuated with gossip as Elon in all my life. There's being curious about life and everything, and there's Elon's way. Two different things.“About what? Get the hell away from me.” I swatted his face with my hand causing him to chuckle before he fell backward. He jumped up and started doing his usual dance. Something always convinced me that he thought he really looked good while he was swinging like that. Little did he know that he looked like nothing except for a mosquito that was having a serious seizure.Not that I have seen one. But the bottom line, he was not co

POSEIDON POVREJECTION!HARD! COLD! MERCILESS REJECTION.I never thought I would have a taste of one, but now I knew what it tasted like. And man was it bitter.There was only one word I could use to describe my relationship with Pierre. And no, it wasn't brother or stepbrother. As of now, I have acceptably come to terms that our relationship had long surpassed all levels of normalcy and abnormalcy, and there was only one word remaining for it. It was a good ol' COMPLICATED. The idea of seeing him hurt crippled and angered me more than any other thing in this universe alone while the idea of him being happy filled me with a different kind of drug that intoxicated me until I felt it overriding my system. I tell you, seeing him smile and laughing out heartily always made me feel like I can run around the whole campus, naked. All I wanted was to see him smile because it brought me a different kind of fulfillment. It made me happy. And for him to be so guarded against me, not wanting a

POSEIDON POV“Kiss me, Pierre,” It was so desperate of me to beg for a kiss. But the idea of what came next made it all worth it. He snapped out of the trance he was in before he threw his arms around my neck, his nose flaring with a sharp intake of breath. I lowered my hands to his lower body, secured them at his lean waist, and pulled him closer to me. A very odd exhilarating shiver ran down my spine when he opened his mouth, allowing me entrance to taste the inside of him. As soon as our tongues brushed against each other, I felt my blood trickling down under the surface of my skin, all the way to my brain, coaxing it to send a delirium of heat that lit me on fire. I moaned longingly into his mouth, tearing a small whimper of pleasure from him. He loved it, I could tell by the small guttaral noises he was making at the back of his throat.I broke the kiss and pulled off from his face, but not before nibbling his bottom lip.“You taste so good,” I commented dragging him into a tigh

POSEIDON POVThe following days were a gigantic congruity of a big emotion slide. I was filled with weird heartstrings I never knew I was capable of. Things like fulfillment and contentment were foreign to me, but the mere idea of knowing that Pierre and I were… A happy sigh! There were literally no words to explain it. It was this indescribable feeling that always had me smiling whenever I thought of it. I was simply a teen in love. That was it...Pierre and I were just like sneaky little rats running around and enjoying each other whenever chances presented themselves. I loved myself with him, I loved the little fuzzy feeling I always got whenever I sneaked him into an empty classroom to steal a quick kiss, or even at home. Tiptoeing to his room in the middle of the night when everyone was out was always the highlight of my days. And there was nothing about it that I would change. The walk of shame to my bedroom in the early mornings just spiced everything. The Z4, the crazy parti

POSEIDON POVThe other guys returned to the lounge way more faster than I hoped they would. I kind of hoped they would take some time doing their shit, but nope. I was just getting settled with my boy when the elevator dinged open and they all came spilling out like bats chased from hell. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes at the thought of them infesting the room and stealing the little time I have on my hands with my guy.I mean, couldn’t they just take a damn hint?“Oooooh. Look what we have here.” Romeo said rubbing the inside of his hands suggestively. His stare was lecherous as he took in Pierre from head to toe, then back up again before flashing his million-dollar smile at him. One of these days, I was going to pull those eyes from the back of his head and he would not even see it coming. The guy had the most 'I can take your girl if I want to' eyes and honestly, it suddenly bothered the shit out of me. It never really chaffed me before, but seeing the way he looked at him...