Novel & Cerita Gbf Gay Best Friend

"You know, Vi, I understand your point, but my God, Vi, why do you have to do this? You might overlook the fact that I'm gay. I know that Kaleb and Rye can't possibly have romantic feelings for me. And yes, I'm their friend, but to be honest, I'm happy because they gave me the chance to be their trusted friend. But Vi, I will not blame you if you love Kaleb. I'm so glad for you. I'm flattered you think about how I feel, but you don't have to ignore your happiness over me. " Gayle said.

"Alright, he's back from the bathroom. Shush, no more funny business!" Tristan comes back and gives Gabe a friendly pat on the back, and Gabe gives him a warm grin as he heads back to his seat. I can't help but notice Gabe seems a lot more animated around Tristan than he was with Adam he would always tone down his homosexuality and jokes around Adam but he is definitely himself with Tristan. Tristan stands over my seat, staring down at me. "All good?" I nod at him. "Yeah, everything is"

I tell him and take a drink from my cup. "This is getting weird," Blake grins as he moves his hand from mine. "No this is awesome," I smile widely, "every girl wishes to have a gay best friend but I got the next best thing, a gay brother! Now we can talk about boys, especially when Kay is to busy working to hang with me." "I'm not talking about boys with you Bianca," Blake says and I roll my eyes. "Yes you are," I reply back, "now celebrity crush, Leonardo DiCaprio or Zac Efron?"

"Are you fucking flirting with another man? And he looks handsome as well! Damn it!" I started panicking as I feel that things are about to get serious. "Nick, you need to calm down yourself. The guy that you are seeing is a gay!" "She is right, I am gay and I have become friends with your girlfriend! I look forward to seeing you Nick!" Gab said excitedly. I am glad that it directly came from Gab's mouth. I know that he can convince Nick not to make a scene because Gab's voice proves that he is indeed a gay!

I laughed and his face was sillier with a wave of shock. "What?? You two look cute together… haha..." I laughed again... "Kay, I… I wanted to talk about an important matter with you. It's that…" I nodded to make him comfortable. I could see that he was very worried about even starting it. "Okay, here goes nothing… Kay, I am gay…!!" As he said it my smile got frozen. What the actual héck, my best friend was a gay. And I am knowing this after all these years… Surely, there were symptoms like he was not interacting much with girls, except me since childhood. And here I thought, he was saving himself for his mate like an ideal guy…

Ruby elbowed me in the stomach. "Uh, right, but only..." I looked down at her. "If you figure things out with you mate. You know as much as I do that the mate bond is sacred. You'll need him when this is done." I tried to convey to her how important it was she had someone to lean on. "I need you, my best friend. Gabe is mean and rude. I won't accept him."

He wondered what Gabrielle was doing with Manga of all people. A hand tapped him on the shoulder, Mike turned, it was G-boy. G-boy was his best friend. His real name is Blessing. They were two blessings in the Political Science department. Blessing-girl and Blessing-boy. Blessing-boy always bragged about his ability to locate women's G-spot in a jiffy. The people in his department changed his name from Blessing-boy to G-boy. "Why are you staring at them?" G-boy asked. "I love that girl, but she wouldn't give me a chance."

But I couldn’t. His touch lingered. His scent was still on my skin. I turned on the TV, needing a distraction. And then my world shattered again. There she was. My ex-best friend, glowing with happiness, standing beside him. My ex. It was their engagement party. The news anchor gushed over the event, replaying clips of her speech. "Although people tried to snatch him away from me, God is so faithful," she said with a smirk, looking directly into the camera.

Brittany “Ohh…yes, right there.” I moan, throwing my head back in ecstasy as I ground my pussy on Andre's face or should I say…Mr DeMarco. As in, my best friend's dad. But in that moment, it doesn't matter who he is…it's how he makes me feel, or so I tell myself. His large hands come up to cage my thighs so I don't move around so much but that only flames the desire burning through my veins.

"Two years and you still smell amazing. What is your scent? Jasmine?" "No, lavender." I moved away before my body could betray me further. "Come in, dinner's almost ready." They followed me behind and I could feel their eyes on me the entire walk. These two people were Vincent's best friends, the men who'd been there through his recovery, who visited every month without fail. Vincent waited in his wheelchair by the dining table, with a genuine smile as they greeted him. Two years ago, he'd been the one turning heads, the one making me feel desired with just a look. Now he couldn't even stand without help.