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My Bestfriend and I PART 3

JAMIEI arrived at the coffee shop fifteen minutes early, ordered a black coffee I had no intention of drinking, and positioned myself at a corner table where I could watch the door.My hands were shaking. I'd barely slept, replaying the kiss over and over, remembering the feel of Ethan's body pressed against mine, the dominance in his touch, the hunger in his voice.I'd jerked off three times during the night thinking about it. About him. About what might have happened if Marcus hadn't knocked on that door.And now I was about to see him again, demand answers, push for something I wasn't even sure I fully understood.All I knew was that I couldn't let this go. Couldn't pretend it hadn't happened. Couldn't go back to burying these feelings for another six years.Ethan walked in at exactly 10 AM.He was wearing dark jeans and a black henley that clung to his muscular frame, his hair still military short, his jaw tight with tension. Every eye in the coffee shop turned to watch him. He c

My Bestfriend and I PART 4

ETHANI made it to my truck before the shaking started.What the fuck had I just agreed to?I was going to sleep with Jamie. My brother's best friend. An eight-year age gap. Someone who'd looked up to me, trusted me.This was wrong on so many levels.But I couldn't stop myself. The want had consumed me completely, burned through every defense, every rational argument.I wanted Jamie Martinez with a desperation that terrified me.And tonight, I was going to take him.I drove to a motel on the outskirts of town. The kind of place that rented by the hour, that didn't ask questions, that valued discretion above all else.I paid cash for a room for the night. The clerk barely looked at me, just handed over the key and went back to his phone.Inside, the room was exactly what I expected. Basic bed, bathroom, television that probably didn't work. But it was clean enough. And more importantly, it was private.I texted Jamie the address and room number. Then I sat on the edge of the bed and tr

My Bestfriend and I PART 5

JAMIEI dropped to my knees without hesitation, my legs still shaking from the orgasm, my mind spinning from everything that had just happened.Ethan had made me come with just his hand. Had made me lick up my own release. Had called me a good boy and I'd loved it.I'd never been this submissive with anyone. Never let anyone take control like this.But with Ethan, it felt right. Natural. Like this was exactly where I was supposed to be.On my knees in front of him, waiting to serve him.Ethan finished stripping, revealing the body I'd been fantasizing about. He was massive, all hard muscle and battle scars, tattoos covering his arms and chest. A warrior's body.And his cock. Jesus Christ, his cock was huge. Thick and long and already leaking from the tip.There was no way that was fitting inside me."Eyes up here," Ethan commanded, and I dragged my gaze from his cock to his face. "When I'm about to put my cock in your mouth, you look at me. Understand?""Yes.""Yes what?"I understood

My Bestfriend and I PART 6

ETHANThree weeks.Three weeks of sneaking around. Three weeks of stolen moments. Three weeks of the best sex of my life combined with the worst guilt I'd ever experienced.Jamie and I had developed a system. I'd text him coded messages. He'd make excuses to Marcus about work events, gym sessions, late meetings. We'd meet at the motel, fuck until we couldn't move, then return to our separate lives like nothing had happened.It was unsustainable. Dangerous. Absolutely incredible.Right now, Jamie was in my bed at the motel, sprawled out naked and satisfied, his body marked with fresh bruises and bite marks from our session an hour ago. He was scrolling through his phone, completely comfortable with his nudity, completely comfortable with me.That comfort terrified me almost as much as it aroused me."Marcus wants to do dinner Friday," Jamie said, not looking up from his phone. "The three of us. Says it's been too long since we all hung out together."My stomach dropped. "We can't.""We

My Bestfriend and I PART 7

JAMIEFriday arrived too quickly and too slowly.I'd seen Ethan twice more during the week. Quick, desperate encounters at the motel where we couldn't keep our hands off each other. Where we said "I love you" between kisses and promises we weren't sure we could keep.Now I was getting ready for dinner with Marcus and Ethan, trying to figure out how to act normal when all I wanted to do was climb into Ethan's lap and kiss him senseless.My phone buzzed. Ethan.Wear the black jeans. The ones that make your ass look incredible. I want to suffer through dinner thinking about taking them off you later.I grinned and immediately changed into the jeans he'd mentioned.You're evil.You love it. See you at 7. And Jamie? Try not to eye-fuck me at the table. Marcus isn't stupid.No promises.I arrived at the restaurant first, a trendy Italian place Marcus had chosen. Got a table for three. Ordered water. Tried to calm my racing heart.Marcus showed up ten minutes later, looking happy and relaxed

My Bestfriend and I PART 8

ETHANI barely slept Friday night.All I could think about was having Jamie in my apartment tomorrow. In my bed. Where Marcus lived. Where the risk of discovery was exponentially higher.It was reckless. Stupid. Absolutely necessary.I needed Jamie in my space. Needed to erase the boundaries between our secret life and our real lives.Saturday morning, Marcus was up early, excited about his date with the woman he'd been seeing."You'll be okay here alone?" he asked. "I might not be back until late.""I'll be fine. Might have a friend over to watch the game.""Cool. Order pizza or something. There's beer in the fridge."After Marcus left, I cleaned the apartment obsessively. Changed my sheets. Made sure the door to my room was locked. Set up everything I'd need.At exactly 2 PM, there was a knock on the door.I opened it to find Jamie standing there in those black jeans and a tight t-shirt, looking nervous and excited."Hey," he said."Get in here."I pulled him inside and kissed him b

My Bestfriend and I PART 9

MARCUSSomething was wrong.I'd been noticing it for weeks but kept brushing it off. Ethan disappearing at odd hours. Jamie constantly busy with "work events." The way they'd both seemed tense at dinner last week.The way they'd both gone to the bathroom within minutes of each other and come back looking flushed.I wasn't stupid. I knew what sexual tension looked like. I just couldn't figure out who it was directed at.Ethan had been home for a month and hadn't mentioned dating anyone. Jamie had broken up with his last girlfriend three months ago and hadn't shown interest in anyone since.Maybe they'd each met someone and were being secretive about it.But something nagged at me. Some detail I couldn't quite put my finger on.Saturday night when I'd come home early from my failed date, Ethan had been weird. Flustered. His room had smelled like sex and cologne that wasn't his usual scent.And when I'd mentioned ordering dinner, he'd practically pushed me out of his room.Sunday morning

My Bestfriend and I Part 9

JAMIEMonday morning, I got a text from Marcus.Found your phone case outside Ethan's room. You left it when you dropped off those books. You can pick it up whenever.My stomach dropped through the floor.Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.I'd lost my phone case Saturday during the scramble to hide in Ethan's closet. Hadn't even noticed it was missing until Sunday night when I'd gotten home.And now Marcus had found it.I immediately called Ethan."Did you see Marcus's text?" I asked the moment he answered."Yeah. I covered. Told him it was from when you came by weeks ago to drop off books.""And he believed you?""I think so. But Jamie, he's suspicious. He knows I'm seeing someone. He confronted me about it this morning.""What did you tell him?""That it's complicated. That I'm not ready to talk about it. But he's not going to let this go. We need to be more careful.""Or we need to just tell him the truth.""No. Not yet. I'm not ready.""Ethan, we can't keep doing this. The close calls are gett

My Bestfriend and I Part 10

JAMIEI drove to the motel in a daze, my mind spinning with a thousand thoughts.Marcus knew. My best friend knew I was sleeping with his brother. And apparently he wasn't trying to kill either of us.Was this real? Was this actually happening?When I arrived, Ethan was already there, pacing the parking lot.He grabbed me the moment I got out of my car, pulling me into a fierce kiss."He knows," Ethan said against my lips. "And he's not making us end it.""I can't believe it. I thought for sure he'd lose his mind.""So did I. But Jamie, we're free now. We don't have to hide anymore. We can actually be together. Publicly. Without fear."The relief was overwhelming. I kissed him again, harder this time, my hands fisting in his jacket."Room," I gasped. "I need you. Right now."We practically ran to the motel room, shedding clothes the moment the door closed behind us."I need to be inside you," Ethan said, his voice desperate. "Need to celebrate. Need to mark you as mine without having

Ass on a display in a art gallery

ADRIANThe gallery opening was a mistake.I knew it the moment I walked through the doors and saw the crowd. Art collectors in expensive suits, critics with clipboards, socialites pretending to understand the difference between impressionism and expressionism.This wasn't my world. I was a tattoo artist, not a fine art painter. I worked in a street-level shop in Brooklyn, not some pristine Chelsea gallery with white walls and champagne.But my best friend Samir had insisted."You need to expand your horizons," he'd said. "You're an incredible artist, Adrian. You just happen to use skin instead of canvas. Come to the opening. Network. Who knows what opportunities might come up?"So here I was, nursing a glass of cheap wine and trying not to touch anything expensive.The featured artist was someone named Julian Harcourt. According to the program, he was thirty-eight, classically trained, and commanded six figures for his paintings. His work was everywhere in the gallery—massive oil pain

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