All Chapters of THE ARRANGEMENT: FORBIDDEN THINGS ALWAYS TASTE SO GOOD : Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER - STORY 2~Jamie's POV~I shouldn't have been looking.That's what I told myself as I stood in the backyard of the Donovan house at two in the morning, staring up at the second-floor window where a light had just turned on.I was supposed to be crashing in the guest room. My best friend Ethan had invited me to stay for winter break since my own family was overseas and I had nowhere else to go.I met Ethan during my freshman year of college. We had been roommates, then best friends. He talked about his dad sometimes—Marcus Donovan, a big-shot architect who traveled a lot for work. I had seen pictures. Knew he was a single dad, and that Ethan's mom had left when Ethan was ten.But I had never actually met him. Until tonight.I arrived at the house around dinner time. Ethan had warned me his dad was home for once, which was rare. He even told me to be on my best behavior.I had promised I would be.But when Mr. Donovan opened the front door and every coherent th

MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER - STORY 2~Jamie’s POV~Marcus invited us to the movies that evening, as if it were the most normal thing in the world. “Horror flick. My treat,” he said casually over dinner, eyes flicking to me for a split second with that dark hunger only I could see. Ethan jumped at the chance. I nodded, throat tight, already knowing this was a trap for me. When we got to the theater it was almost empty for a weekday night. We took seats in the back row. Ethan on the far left, me in the middle, and Marcus on my right. The armrest between us stayed up.The movie started. Some slashers with jump scares and screaming victims. Ethan leaned over and whispered, “Dude, remember that one we watched last semester? This looks even dumber.”I forced a laugh. “Yeah, probably.”Halfway through, during a quiet scene, Marcus’s large hand landed on my thigh. I froze. His fingers slid higher, palm pressing firmly over the growing bulge in my jeans. He squeezed.I gasped sharply.Ethan t

MY BEST FRIEND'S FATHER - STORY 2~Marcus’s POV~The smell of fresh coffee and pancakes filled the kitchen as I stood at the stove, shirtless in a pair of gray sweatpants that hung low on my hips. My cock was already half-hard just thinking about the boy sleeping upstairs. After last night’s intense session, I knew Jamie would wake up desperate. They always did.I heard soft footsteps on the stairs. Right on time.Jamie appeared in the doorway wearing nothing but thin sleep pants and a loose t-shirt. His hair was messy, eyes still heavy with sleep, but the most beautiful part was the obvious tent in the front of his pants — that perfect morning wood straining hard against the fabric, a small wet spot already forming where he was leaking.I smirked, flipping a pancake. “Morning, boy.”Jamie’s eyes dropped to my bare chest and the outline of my thick cock in my sweats before he quickly looked away. “Morning… Marcus.”I didn’t miss the way his own dick twitched at the sight of me.“C