My Boyfriend's Back Novels & Stories

He chuckled. I walked near the bed to hug the teddy bear. It is too soft and cuddly. It is bigger than me, I won't feel cold in the winter anymore. I was taken aback when I felt him behind me. He touched my shoulders at first, and then slowly put his hands on my waist. He is now back hugging me. I wanted to just enjoy this moment. I wanted to let go of his touch but decided not to, he is now my boyfriend so he can hug me anytime he wants.

He carried me to his front and we looked into each other’s eyes. “Happy anniversary, my baby!” My boyfriend greeted me while looking at my lips. I couldn’t wait and kissed his soft lips. We kissed intensely while I was caressing his back. He was carrying me at his front and then laid me down on my bed. He went on my top and removed his shirt, showing his sexy upper body.

What I like most is how Well we all hit it off. We talk about everything as we sit on the couches and discuss school and life. Adrian’s boyfriend shows up a few minutes later and hangs out with us. Taking a shot of tequila, I lean back in my seat and look at Jade. “So, you’re dating one of Micah’s friends?” Jade giggles excitedly and takes out her phone to show me a picture of her and this really gorgeous golden-haired man. “This is my boyfriend, Gideon. He and Micah work together.” I look at the picture and smile. The guy looks intense as he holds Jade close to his firm chest. They are a very attractive couple. “You guys are so cute.”

I inquire, putting his arm over my shoulder. “Because of you.” He responds. “Why’d you leave me?” “I’m back now.” “But why’d you leave?” I push my hair behind my shoulder. “Ross is my boyfriend.” I murmur. “Fucking hell.” He cusses. “Why him?” I help steady his movement. “Stop talking, you’re heavy.” I accuse, struggling to get him to climb the stairs. “I didn’t ask for your help though.” “You owe me one.” He chuckles.

Kelsey didn't come back to the dorm for two days. She does that when she was with a boyfriend. She checked in with Julie every day just to let her know where she was. Usually, she'd stay with the guy for days, fucked his brains out until she was bored fucking him and she'd come back to the dorm to complain about how bored she was and then went back to the guy to fuck him some more.

He thanked the Gods that the guys didn't see them come, as he let his Giant carry him upstairs. It was when he heard the door being locked, and his back bounced on the bed, he looked up to his boyfriend who had dark eyes, starved from the heat. He then gulped when the taller pulled his shirt up, revealing his perfectly toned body, packs of abs gorgeously showing on his stomach, and up to his hard chest. He saw the lust on the taller's eyes, and it somehow made him feel the shivers through his spine.

His six foot two muscular frame that I had always been proud of, trembling. His cock was fully, aggressively hard and twitching as pre-cum dripped from the tip in long strings that landed on the duvet beneath him. To my horror, there was a taller dude standing behind him. He had that Johnny Bravo physique and he was driving what appeared to be nine inches of thick veined cock into my boyfriend's ass so confidently I knew this wasn't their first rodeo. And Eric's back was arched like a bitch! "Yes, yes Daddy… right there… don't stop…"

His hands roamed slowly over my skin, caressing them without hesitation. As he moved over me, I kept staring at the wall behind him refusing to look at his face. My body responded because it had learned to, but emotionally I wasn’t there. I didn’t kiss him back , I didn’t speak, I didn’t react.All that came out of me were silent tears. They rolled down my cheek quietly ,one after the other. He didn’t stop,he didn’t ask if I was okay,he didn’t seem to notice. Or maybe he did and simply didn’t care.

His fingers curled into the front of my shirt like he was anchoring himself against whatever storm was coming. When we broke apart, I reached for my phone again. Opened X. Typed: Injury update: shoulder’s out for the season. Rehab starts soon. I’ll be back stronger. Also—yes, Eli Summers is my boyfriend. He’s been with me through all of it. Appreciate the support. Ignore the noise. Sent. Then I turned the phone off. Tossed it onto the nightstand. Pulled Eli back down. We stayed in bed the rest of the morning—tangled, quiet, fairy lights still off but sunlight warm across the sheets, painting gold stripes over his back and my sling.

I thought he was going to wait for me? He approached me and took my hand. "I'll lift you." he said and I was about to lift myself away. "I can do that, Black Mamba remember?" when I brag. I heard him sigh and just pressed me to his waist. "Yeah. The great Black Mamba." he said sarcastically and I pulled down. I just sniffed at what he said. Being a Black Mamba is really a big deal for my boyfriend. Isn't he proud? He made me sit on the couch and sat next to me.