Boyfriends 18+ Novels & Stories

"A friend" "You mean you dared to disobey my orders just because of a friend?" Mum asked with arched brows. I think it's time I tell mum the truth. Maybe, she might understand. I let out a deep breath. "He is not just a friend, mum. Actually, he is my boyfriend" I stuttered. She raised her eyebrows. " What did you just say?" " I am in love with Jeffrey" I repeated. Still scared of what her next reaction would be. Mum suddenly burst out laughing. I looked at her, confused.

She was facing down still busy with her phone. "Ahmm! I'm so sorry about what happened and mostly what you saw earlier, ahhm Suz! I'm 16, mature enough, you know that, I have feelings, I have been behaving since then, this is my first boyfriend, Matte, he's 17, we've been together for 8 months, and this, what you saw was our first time, the both of us, we were virgins and we decided that maybe its time we explore things, life and we know what happens when two different genders have sex, there comes a third person and we don't want that at all! Because''... Matte cut her and went on,

Lia's physical contacts with his skin suddenly made his muscles enlarged and he sweat profusely. It was until now that he realized his drink had been manipulated with some aphrodisiac drugs to force out his sexual urges. Who could've done this? The only plausible answer is the closest ally to him, Matteo. "That bastard, he hissed." He pushed her away with surprising strength for a man in his state. "Don't touch me," he ordered in a rough, deep voice. Lia's body flinched. "I'm sorry," she quickly apologized, raising both hands in surrender. "I was only trying to help."

-He told me if I want to be his girlfriend. A small laugh provoked by tenderness threatens to leave my throat, but I hold it back and am grateful that she isn't looking at me so she can't see my smile. -And what is the problem then? -I ask again. -My parents say that he is a bad boy and they won't let me hang out with him- she says before absorbing the mucus through his nose. -It is? Ali shakes her head. -He's my best friend. I don't know what kind of trouble an eight-year-old can have so that Gigi and Mark won't let Alison go with him. Yes, she's a little too small to have a boyfriend, but what are they going to do, hold hands while they drink soda?

“What are we really? We’ve confessed our feelings, even kissed, but I don’t know what we are, are we friends? Buddies? Just friends with benefits?” “What the fuck? Friends with benefits? Love, don’t go there, please, we’ve only kissed, we haven’t even gone to the next level yet-” He covered my mouth, only lewd thoughts coming out of this guy’s mouth, he quickly removed his hand, and I pulled him closer, our bodies touching. “I’m your boyfriend from now on, but if that’s too cheesy, let’s just get married.” he said with a wink, so I punched him, he’s crazy. “Ouch, love! Love hurts, huh?!”

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

Let me guess, My Best Friend's Boyfriend? -Diddy.

"Oh, I'm sorry that I'm not pretty enough for you, is that why you left me in the cabin stranded?" I glared at him, folding my hands around my chest. "No, that's not…" "Babe, what are you doing outside?" I heard Hanna's voice from out the hallway before I saw her. "Oh, I see you've met each other." Hannah said. "You know him?" I frowned. "Yes, this is my boyfriend, Colleen and Collen, my roommate, Allison." She smiled I blinked, trying to make sense of what she'd just said. "Nice to meet you,"

" I wanna be your boyfriend for longer than you imagine, being your boyfriend for a day is just torture." " Do you mean that?" " Certainly, I'm hoping for the rest of our lives - three years for dating and then we get married and have cute little me and you's everywhere!" He said and I laughed as I pulled him for an embrace. " I love you Victorya and yes, I wanna be your boyfriend for LONGER than you can imagine." " And if Imagine four hundred years?" " You got it, babe," he said before he lifted me and wrapped my legs around his waist as he pulled me in for a maddening make-out session.

Zayn invited everyone to take a seat and looked toward Queenie, “It has been a long time since we last met, Queenie!” Queenie smiled shyly. “It’s been long.” Zayn took a glance without changing his expression. “This is?” Queenie explained, “This is my boyfriend, Kayson Yarde.” The corner of Zayn’s eyes twitched, and his gaze turned colder at once. “Queenie, you’re the only one with a partner tonight here. You’re going to have to punish yourself by taking three shots!” Queenie nodded. “Sure thing, sure thing!”