Todos los capítulos de THE PASTOR'S SON'S DIRTY LITTLE SECRECT : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Chapter 31 – Chemical ReactionsAaron’s POVThe mousse tasted like ash in my mouth. I forced another spoonful down anyway, feeling my father’s stare burning into the side of my skull like a laser. The silence at the table had grown heavy, thick enough to choke on. Amelia kept her eyes glued to her plate, pushing chocolate around with her spoon. Mom was trying her best to look serene, but her fingers were white around the stem of her wine glass.I couldn’t take it anymore.“I got an A in P.E.,” I said suddenly, breaking the silence. My voice came out cocky, almost defiant. “Top of the class. Coach says I’m captain material again this season. Scouts are already talking scholarships.”For a second, I let myself feel the small victory. Hockey was the one thing that was mine. The ice, the speed, the violence I was allowed to unleash legally. It was the only place where I didn’t feel like a Voss puppet.My father slowly lowered his spoon. The look he gave me wasn’t anger at first. It was pu

Chapter 33 – Three for OneAaron’s POVThe dancer noticed me when I was halfway to the stage. His hips slowed mid-roll as our eyes locked. A slow, practiced smirk curved his lips. Under the shifting teal lights, he really did look like Leon — same slender build, same pale skin that would bruise so prettily, same wide eyes that pretended to be innocent. My cock throbbed painfully against my zipper.He dropped low on the pole, thighs flexing, then slid down until he was on his knees at the edge of the small stage, eye-level with me. Sweat glistened on his collarbones.“Hey, big guy,” he purred, voice low and smoky. “You looking for a private show?”I didn’t smile. I just stared at him, letting my gaze drag slowly down his body — harness tight across his chest, black shorts barely containing the bulge, long legs spread invitingly. “Yeah. But I don’t want a show. I want you.”His eyebrows rose, amused. “Straight to the point. I like that.” He glanced around, checking for bouncers, then le

Chapter 35 – Breaking PointAaron’s POVThe first thrust was brutal.Kai screamed — a raw, high-pitched wail that cut through the heavy bass still leaking into the room. His hole clenched around the head of my cock like it was trying to push me out, but I was already sinking deeper, stretching him open wider than he’d ever been. The weed made every sensation razor sharp. I could feel every ridge, every fluttering spasm of his walls gripping me.“Too big— fuck, you’re splitting me—!” Kai gasped, his voice cracking. His nails dug bloody crescents into Rico’s arm as he held on for dear life.I didn’t give him time to adjust. I pulled back until only the fat, leaking head remained inside his ruined rim, then slammed forward again, burying another thick inch. The couch creaked dangerously. Kai’s eyes rolled back, his mouth hanging open in a silent scream, drool already slipping from the corner of his lips.“Take it,” I growled, voice low and mean. “You wanted this dick. Now fucking take it

Chapter 37 – Distraction on IceAaron’s POVThe school day felt longer than usual, each period stretching out like a slow, tedious punishment. I went through the motions — sitting in class, half-listening to teachers drone on about equations and literature, doodling absentmindedly in my notebook while my mind wandered somewhere far more interesting. A few girls tried catching my attention during breaks, flashing smiles and brushing past me in the hallways, but I barely spared them a glance. My focus was elsewhere.It was entirely on Leon.I tracked him like a shadow throughout the day. Between first and second period, I spotted him rushing down the crowded hallway toward his locker. His shoulders were hunched, head lowered, and he moved with quick, nervous steps like he was trying to disappear into the crowd. He looked exhausted — pale face, faint dark circles under his eyes, hair slightly messier than usual. Probably hadn’t slept much after sending me that desperate video last night.

Chapter 39– NO!Aaron’s POV“Come on, man. Don’t make this weird. I’m serious about the tutoring. I really need this. My dad’s riding my ass hard, and hockey’s the only thing keeping me sane right now. You’re the smartest guy in our year when it comes to Chemistry. Just… help me out. Please.”The word tasted bitter on my tongue. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d actually begged someone for anything. But desperate times and all that.Leon stared at me for a long second, lips pressed into a thin line. Then he shook his head.“No.”I blinked. “What?”“I said no, Aaron.” His voice was quiet but steady. No stuttering. No looking away. “I can’t tutor you. I have enough going in my life. I don’t have the time or energy for extra sessions. Find someone else.”The rejection hit harder than it should have. I stepped up onto the same stair, towering over him even more now. The scent of his nervousness mixed with the cold rink air made my blood run hotter.“Leon,” I said, softening my tone ag