All Chapters of HEATED OFFSIDES : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Logan "Impatient are we?" Nate asks mockingly, his lips hovering just above mine. Teasing me. Maybe, daring me to kiss him first. "Fuck you," I lean in but he twists his neck just in time and captures underneath my chin in his mouth instead, flicking his tongue over the spot. "Mnghhh" I suppress a whimper as his touch sends shivers all over my body. "You taste so fucking good," he groans into my neck, his hands roaming all over my back and my waist, holding me firm to himself. "You're fucking with me" I release a disgruntled sigh "Oh I'm not fucking with you. What I wanna do is fuck you so hard that you see stars when you're cumming." "That's not fair. You said I get to fuck you" He stops feasting on my neck for a moment and then lifts his head to look at me. "I never said that. I only said it was possible and it could happen. Why do you want to fuck me so bad? You seem to be enjoying when I hit your prostate, or don't you like it?" My entire face is hot from shame and the sh

NateThe heavy smell of alcohol, disinfectant, and medicine hangs heavy in the air of her room.She's lying, sprawled on the bed, the same way she was that night. The same way she was every other day we came here. And my heart still breaks, like it did every other day I saw that she wasn't still awake.The swelling in her face had reduced significantly, but the dark purple and dark red blotches and bruises still remain.I drag my heavy feet on the floor and towards her, until I'm by the side of her bed. But she still lies still. The only sound, the steady beeping of the machines in the hospital.Carefully, I pull a chair to myself and sit there by her side."Hey, mom," I speak to her. I don't know if she can hear me. I saw online that patients in a coma can hear. But they said she isn't in a coma. She's just unconscious. Her body is still healing.Nothing happens. The room still smells awfully bad and she hasn't lifted a finger. Not a flutter of her eyelids or anything. What was I eve

LoganMy eyes are damp and my body sweaty and a weak mess. I can't even feel my limbs. My cock is throbbing with the need to cum and my head is spinning.I blink blearily and look down at my chest. Nate is sucking and licking my nipples, his eyes fixed on my face."You're a sore horny mess, aren't you?" He smirks. And that's when I feel it. His fingers stroking inside of me. Thrusting deep into my ass.I arch my back slightly and my hands weakly grab his hair. He's been edging me for so long I think I'm gonna fucking die."Calm down. We can't have you cumming when I put it in."I lie there speechless and boneless."I'm gonna need you to turn around for me, okay baby?" Nate coos, stroking my hair. A part of my heart squeezes. Why the fuck is he acting like that?We're just fucking. We just fuck and leave each other. Why the fuck is he caressing me like that? My stomach is queasy at the thought.Nevertheless, I lift myself and get on my knees and hands.Nate stretches out behind and on

Nate Dylan springs up from the duvets. "You're kidding." I can't see Dylan's face in the dark of the night. Logan squeezes my fingers under the duvet, and I squeeze and hold for a second or two before releasing his hand and sitting up. "I'm not joking." We're all sitting now. Cam and Dylan are obviously staring straight at me. He puts on the flashlight from his phone and places the phone face down right in front of him, casting weird shadows on his face. "How. Is. That. Possible." "I mean, it just is." "No, no, I've seen you with girls. I know you fuck girls. What's this, some prank? First Logan, now you?" His words bite harder than I expect them to, and I find myself wrapping my fingers around the duvet and squeezing tight. My chest tightens, and I glance away. Fuck, what was I thinking? Fucking listening to Eli and now they know. And now it'll never be the same again. I try to see Dylan's expression, but with the angle of the light, I cannot see his face. But I se

Nate Dylan and Cam insisted they would come with me to see my parents. As much as I hated it, Logan and Eli had to convince me to let them. I mean, what if they find out that it wasn't an accident? I may have come out to them, but I'm not ready to come out to anybody else, much less tell them that my dad is abusive. During the ride there, Nate keeps his hand on mine all the time. The warmth of his fingers reminding me that he is here. I don't even know what I would do without him. I hold his hands in mine, not letting him go. I may lose all my courage if I do. I had placed a call to my aunt and told her a little bit. Enough to make her reach the hospital before me on such short notice. "Hey, baby boy." She gives me a hug, her small frame stopping short of my chin. My entire body dwarfs hers in the hug, and I can feel the tremor from her hands. "How did this even happen? Why didn't you tell me immediately?" "Um, if I may," Eli steps forward from the boys behind me and stands by