Nice Guy Ryan Higa Novels & Stories

She has a penis. I see the reflection in the mirror which is in front of them. The person in front has balls with a hard cock attached to it, has abs, no breast, and short spiky hair. He is a guy. A guy having sex with a guy. They are gay. Wait! If Ryan is watching gay p**n, that means... He is… A loud gasp escaped from my mouth as the sudden realization struck me. Ryan is into guys. He is gay. Hotty's head jerks in my direction so fast, as if someone screamed 'free cake'. My hazel eyes connect with his whiskey brown color eyes and our mouth curve up in an ‘O’. Shit!

My voice shakes. Ryan grins at me. “I can do that.” The man’s body is nearly perfect, and I resist the urge to reach out and touch him to make sure he’s real. “I’ll get the fan from my bedroom. You just stay there.” I chuckle. “And look hot.” Despite my orders, he follows me into the room and leans in close to help get the fan out of the window. “I’m more than a hot body, you know.” It’s true. Ryan’s a computer programmer, according to the rest of his profile, which I decided to read after we matched. “Brains and brawn. Lucky me.”

He looked at me, eyes wide, as if he’d seen a ghost, and I simply shrugged. “Ryan, she doesn’t watch movies or follow any entertainment industry news, that’s why…” Eva tried to explain, but I felt a fresh wave of irritation wash over me. I had unknowingly insulted yet another person. I wanted to apologise, but he didn’t give me the chance. He cut Eva off. “I'm Ryan Williams— an actor and singer. Most people know me as Ryan Wills.” he stated, his voice laced with an undeniable edge of annoyance. He was clearly pissed.

“Nah, this isn’t really the style of people back home. I think this is an American thing. I’d almost forgotten we were here for a date and not a girl’s night, but the two guys were already seated and waiting. “Hi ladies,” the first one, a blonde surfer-looking guy said as we approached. Editha immediately took the vacant seat next to the surfer guy, leaving me with the lean, dark-haired one. Not that it mattered she could have them both for all I cared. I took a seat next to the second one who extended his hand to me as I sat. “I’m Ryan.” Accepting his hand, which had a cool, clammy feel to it, I gave it a shake and quickly snatched it back.

You are quite a celebrity among the men in our society" He coaxed while I put on a friendly smile. "Shall we?" He asked and I smiled. He put his hand on my back, leading me inside then he stopped when we got inside. "Mr Nicolaides?" He called and I turned my face to the man in front of us. Holy Sh*t, this is no good. What the hell is Rafael doing here? He looks like he was just leaving the restaurant, while does Ryan have to call him? "You are???" "Ryan Myers," Ryan said and extended his hand for a handshake which Rafael took, and his eyes met with mine.

Ryan had heard what he wanted, so he left the kitchen to his bedroom to take his bath. *********** Ryan was about 5 feet and 6 inches tall, with a natural chocolate color, blue eyes with a pointed nose and an oval shaped face. His curly hair was dark charcoal. His mustache and beard was overgrown and had taken up a major part of his face. He didn't really get the time to shave and that has made him look so ugly and fearful Despite all this he looked extraordinarily handsome and the dream man of most women. He was 33 years, a year older than Alicia, the firstborn of the Williams sisters.

A slow easy smile that made something warm stir low in Jake’s belly. “Hey man,” the stranger said. His voice was deep and calm. “Mind spotting me on the next one? I don’t want to push too heavy alone this late.” Jake nodded before he could think. “Sure. I’m Jake.” “Ryan,” the guy answered and stood up. He was even taller up close. His body smelled like clean sweat and something woodsy.

I went bright red, I just walked in on Ryan fucking some women his office table, the women who he was fucking while having her legs in the air screamed “ get the fuck out” Ryan on the other hand looked straight at me, his piercing blue eyes locked with my hazel eyes, some reason I froze, he gave me a smirk while holding this women’s hips and her legs on his shoulders and he gave a little laugh, “ are you stupid, get out” this women shouted, “ ohh ohh shit sorry, ohh I mean sugar” then I quickly ran out and shutting the door behind me .

Ryan wanted me to hand over the Tier A clients that I spent years meticulously maintaining, just so a woman who literally stole my listing could get some practice? I didn't say a word as my gaze slid over to Ryan's neck. As he leaned forward to grab a folder, his collar parted slightly, revealing a deep purplish hickey right on his tan skin. It was glaringly obvious. I thought I felt total indifference toward him, but catching sight of that thing still made my stomach turn.