Boyfriend Imagines Novels & Stories

Bram groans and tries to move away this time, "I don't want a boyfriend." "Great. Then it works even better, we fuck and have fun," he says, giving me a big smile that out of nowhere stops and he looks contemplative, as if for the first time ever, a real thought is occurring inside his bigass head, "I've never had sex with a friend before. Or a co-worker, obviously." "Are you not fucking your teammates in the showers?" I ask, laughing when he gives me a bewildered look, "I've seen it, all of you naked together, washing each other's backs, touching tips..."

Second, the bastard thug had just called himself my boyfriend and they must have found me disgusting for dating a thug. “Jordan…” Damien made to move closer to me but I backed away. The donut box dropping from my hand. “I said ‘act like my boyfriend’ for just five minutes, not ‘act like my fucking husband’ for the rest of your life!” I half-yelled, my fingers curled into a tight fist as I glared hard at Damien. Damien blinked slowly, taking his time to register every detail of my expression into his damn memory, as if he hadn’t expected me to get mad at him for beating a defenseless man to a musk.

“What do you want to do today, boyfriend?” I felt a little silly calling anyone boyfriend, especially Leo. He was most certainly not a boy and he was so much more than a friend to me. “I was thinking of taking the boat out to a little beach I know. Thought maybe my girlfriend would like to come,” he replied with a smile. “Why do you think I haven't pinned you up against that shower wall and had my way with you already? I'm saving up for something special.” A tremor of expected pleasure rippled through me. My legs parted slightly, wanting him to do just that. The idea of him taking me here, in the shower with all the water cascading around us... it made me wet with desire.

If I was going to be involved in his life, I had to know what I was up against. “What’s a boyfriend?” Luc tilted his head to the side, and I couldn't help but chuckle when Amara’s questions came tumbling to the front of my mind. She had looked exactly the way he did right at the moment, and I concluded right there and then that maybe it was a toddler thing! I glanced outside to find Kenya deep in conversation with whoever was on the other end of the line. "A boyfriend is..." I rubbed my suddenly sweaty hands and searched for the best possible answer. "-he is mommy's special friend. He takes care of Mommy and you, he buys Mommy flowers..."

In my freshman year, Nathan had approached me during our first lecture and asked whether I wanted to form a group with him. At the time, I'd told him I wanted to be with my boyfriend. In hindsight, I realized I could see Nathan's presence in my life at all times, whether it was during lectures or gatherings with Evan's friends. However, I'd never noticed him at the time because I could only see Evan. If not for the video disrupting the illusion of harmony in my and Evan's relationship and the misunderstanding allowing Nathan to become my boyfriend temporarily, he probably would've kept his feelings hidden forever.

A friend of mine sent me an Instagram video. I clicked on it and watched as a couple playfully doted on each other. The guy fed the girl a strawberry with his mouth, then embraced her lovingly. I was about to exit the video out of boredom when the guy turned his head, and I froze. He looked just like my boyfriend, Julian Lawrence. Julian had been dabbling in social media ever since he graduated, though he was far from famous. His content mostly consisted of selfies, and I'd never seen him post any videos.

Plans that had included wines, dinner, dance, seduction and lot and lots of hot sex. But unfortunately, it had not happened. Her crazy boyfriend, Tom, wait, boyfriend? No, ex boyfriend, Mike corrected himself. Her ex-boyfriend had beaten her up and she had ended in the hospital and here they are; ‘With Liza pretending to be asleep’ ‘While he, Mike, was pretending to be working even though his mind was all about Greece and the opportunity he had missed. The Opportunity to wow and show Liza what she had been missing by dating that god smack ass.’ Mike thought in frustration.

"Have you seen a worker who gave away more than eight million dollars?" "Please give me a dozen boyfriends like him." At the same time, "Tail's Boyfriend" commented affectionately: "Tail, would you like to be my girlfriend?"

he's very handsome. He's also nice. He's already interested in me. So… what if I make him my boyfriend? I've only had one of those before -unofficially- but he was my stepbrother, so I never had the chance to do normal girlfriend-boyfriend stuff. Maybe I'm old enough to do it now. And maybe having a boyfriend would be helpful while I'm dealing with the Carrington boys. Brian's appearance on TV only lasts around five minutes, so I send him the photo.

“Alright, but I still think it isn’t necessary. I mean, I don’t want someone’s son, or maybe boyfriend, walking with another girl. A complete stranger for that, who he has never met or seen before. “OK, first I don’t have a girlfriend, secondly, anyone ever told you you talk too much?” he said laughing cutely, so attractive that I literally had to hold myself from jumping all over him and kissing that face. I had imagined it all. Me and Rob alone on a big tree, looking at each others eyes. Or us, walking down the streets holding hands and everybody else looking at us, or having a nice family dinner together and sauce just above my lips so he uses his fingers to wipe it off. And even when