Danny Gamegrumps Novels & Stories

Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions Our serious moment is broken. “I will know all the dirt… Can’t wait… Going to be so sweet.” Danny is chanting nonsense as he reads. “What is he talking about? Do you understand him?” I shift to get more comfortable and to be able to see Danny with both eyes. He is a prankster and does not discriminate. The wild look in his eyes tells me he is up to something and I probably won’t enjoy being a part of it.

He pumps into my mouth a few more times before he tenses up. “I’m coming,” he hisses between gritted teeth. I moan with delight as his cock bursts a stream of hot, salty come down my throat. I swallow down every last drop and lick his cock clean. Satisfied, I roll back on my knees and wipe my mouth with a grin. Darren zips himself up just as another couple comes strolling by. We give them a cheery wave, and once they disappear around the corner, we burst out laughing. “That was close,” I giggle.

With a bitter smile, I forced myself to my feet, before swinging my palm as hard as I could at Eve's face, with every bit of energy I had left. "This is for saying that I slapped you!" Then, I smacked her the other way around. "This is for splashing me with cold water!" Eve was taken off guard after being slapped in succession, and she couldn't even form a response. I stopped, looking at her coldly. "You really think hurting me like this will make him love you?" Eve clutched her reddened cheek, glaring at me viciously. I squatted down, grabbed her chin, and said with disdain, "He won't love anyone. You and I are nothing more than substitutes. What happens to me today will be your future tomo

he replied. "What?" Dylan's expression contorted. "Yes, dad. I don't believe you. You're just hyping yourself" Derek kept on laughing. Dylan chuckled. "Well, I don't expect you to believe me. You weren't there" he replied. "What game was that?" Derek asked. "Call of Duty. It's a game of champions. And I was the leader of those champions" Dylan smirked childishly. Derek found his expression funny and laughed again. "Well, we'll see, won't we?" he added in a challenging tone.

I said. “Oh, so he’s an athlete. What position does he play.” “Danny’s a quarterback. He just earned a starting position on the team.” “I’m sure you’re proud of him.” “I sure am,” I shrugged. “He can be a pain in the ass though.” “I think you just described all younger siblings,” she replied with a smirk. “Right. I remember you live to terrorize, Adriano,” I said. “He hates it, but that only serves as motivation for me to keep being a pain in his ass.”

said Nick warningly. "I won't. Nothing will ever make Declan Mashii fall in love." Mashii answered confidently. Nick only advised against playing women. Anyway, he is almost out of college, and it's time to look to the future. In fact, Mashii prefers to play more than serious. Not that Still don't like it. It's just that he's not ready, he's just afraid that he looks serious. There he will be disappointed. And will make the girl hurt. Not wanting to discuss this, Mashii chose to discuss a photo of himself with Chloe. Besides, the photos are all good and perfect. Daniel really didn't disappoint Mashii.

"You're always bored." "Exactly." He laughed. Marco ran security for all my properties. He had known me since we were teenagers running cons in Miami. He was one of three people who knew what the D'Angelo empire actually was. "Maybe you should try something new," he said. "Charity work, yoga and monogamy." "Fuck off." "Just saying. When was the last time you were actually interested in someone?" I thought about it. I couldn't remember. People were entertaining for maybe three hours. After that they wanted things; Connection, meaning and feelings.

“It's just Taylor asking Luther out on a date, and saying that Luther will have to go if they win the game.” The boys laugh mockingly, but not me. I grab my stick so tightly, and it almost snaps in my hand. “Well, he is not going to win." I growl. “Damn, Captain, let the gays have their fun.” “I said he is not going to win!” I repeat, my voice raising. Damn, I let the real me almost slip out of my mask, and now they are all looking at me like I am crazy. I need to fix it. “I mean, we didn't work so hard practicing for weeks to give this game to the other side on a silver platter because Taylor wants to take Luther out. Fuck both of them, this game is ours!” I yell, and they yell back in agre

“Collection my ass, Matson. “Those fucking figurines you have is a collection, not these damn guns. Or am I going to have to go through the list of shit that Bruce does?” “You are getting really cocky for a man in your situation.” “If a man in your situation did not try and force me to go against my principles, I would still be sitting and sucking your ass.” “I am a bounty hunter, and this steroid bunny here works with me.” “Explains the mood swings; I thought the bunny was having PMS.” Danny starts getting up for what now seems the fifth time, “This bunny is going to slap you.” But then Summer comes back outside, “I am going to slap you. Give Aaron a break now. The only damn thing he has no

My phone buzzed in my hand, and I peeked at it. Danny: My monitor broke down. I rolled my eyes and fought the urge to reply something sarcastic to him. I pursed my lips together and took a deep breath. Here I was, not knowing what I was doing with my life, and all Danny cared about was how his computer broke down. He was probably flipping out because he couldn’t play video games tonight. I shook my head. Putting my phone away, I peeked back up at the guy across from me, checking out his broad frame. I smiled over at him and pressed my knees together.