Build A Boyfriend Novels & Stories

"He’s a grown man, a good student, and incredibly driven. Yes, he’s extremely handsome, Mom. Yes, he’s Nikko’s cousin, Dad. But he would never hurt me because he loves me too much, and that—ages or impossibilities aside—is something I value IMMENSELY. Maël Saravia treats me well, he wants to stand by me, and to hell with any prejudice that overshadows what we’re building. He’s my boyfriend, and today, on a day as special as this, I came here to tell you about this huge, important part of my life. To tell you first—two of the people I love most in this world." "I know you’re worried about me, and you’re afraid one of us will get hurt, but right now... right now we love each other and want to

That made me wince. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Okay, that sounded harsher than I meant. I just—” He looked at me again, eyes tired but soft. “I’m your boyfriend. That means something to me, Cam. I want you to feel like you can lean on me.” I stared at the blanket. Picked at a loose thread. “I’ve never really known how to do that.” “Yeah, I kinda figured.” He leaned forward. “But I’m not going anywhere, alright? Even if it takes you forever. Even if you never tell me the full story.”

He saw it too. “I’ll take that as a yes,” he said, and grabbed my face to kiss me. Only he just grazed my lips, touching me tenderly. It was sweet and gentle and I needed it. I didn’t know how to let someone else care for me, care for my needs. I’d never had the opportunity. “I don’t really know how to be a boyfriend. I don’t know what to say and do I’m probably going to fuck up a lot but just tell me okay? I won’t be mad,” he said, stroking my hair.

“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.

They looked like completely different people from the cold, indifferent couple standing before me now. "What do you all want from me?" I asked. The smile on Norris' face looked the same as before, but the words that came out of his mouth were bone-chilling. "Relax. We've just found you a new master. After all, you look exactly like the mistress that old man has spent five years searching for. Being chosen is your blessing. "Besides, weren't you with me because of my money? He's even richer than I am. If you keep him happy, I can promise you'll live better than you do now."

“And I'm just saying. You're always cooped up in here, or nose deep in work. When was the last time you actually went out with someone…you know, like that?” I started cutting the tomatoes aggressively, but was still careful enough not to chop my fingers. “Getting a boyfriend isn't easy business, Daphne. It's not like I can just walk into a store and tell the manager, hi, I'm looking for a boyfriend. Can I buy one off you?” Daphne giggled again, and let out a dramatic sigh. “You're such a handful.” She murmured. “Exactly! I don't have the capacity for a ‘man’ right now.” I made sure to do airquotes around the word ‘man’.

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.

“I want to be your boyfriend.” I blinked, not sure I’d heard him right. “Boyfriend?” “Yeah.” His smile turned a little sheepish — something I didn’t think was possible for him. “I know we’re technically mates, but I want to date you. Take you out. Woo you, or whatever humans call it.” I covered my mouth, trying — and failing — not to laugh. “Woo me?” Tristan groaned, rubbing a hand down his face. “You know what I mean.”

I rasped and sent the message. I decided to clean up even if I had no idea what happened, I live here and I have nowhere else to go. Just as I was picking up the glass on the floor I came across a note, it read "For Mac" on it and that is what my boyfriend always calls me. "I'm sorry we had to part ways like this but you must have realized that I never really loved you, I can't keep pretending anymore and we both know that I hate forcing things" What is he talking about?

All my anger— out the window, leaving me naked in front of this man. "I am the one who decides when you cum and when you do not— I show your body what it needs and has been denied of. I teach you how to be enough for me. Something a boyfriend wouldn't do. Cause boyfriends want to fuck you— they aim for their pleasure, but me— I aim to see you shiver— quivering from every little knot that you wish I would let lose of. So yeah! I am more than any boyfriend." This for some reason made me feel foggy. I parted my lips—trying my best to suck in as much air as possible.