Rent Boyfriend Novels & Stories

the girl, which I guess was named Stacy, said reluctantly with a scrunched face. Our eyes met, and she scratched her head, nervously. Before she stuttered, “It’s actually, ummm… Stacy,” “I am her boyfriend.” I said. Making both heads snapp at me. “B-boyfriend?” The teenager was shocked as hell. This time Irene frowned with mumbling something that was inaudible to me. And she closed her eyes, maybe she surrendered. “Uhh- yeah,” she spoke. “You are dating Kian Calloway?” was the question she asked.

“My parents always do this big, chaotic thing. Food everywhere, Christmas movies on repeat, cousins running around like feral animals, aunts arguing over board games. It’s loud. It’s messy. It’s… nice. You’d fit right in.” I stared at him. He hurried on, words tumbling faster. “I mean—not as, like—not as my boyfriend or anything. Just… as a friend. Roommate. Someone who doesn’t want to spend the holidays eating takeout alone in an empty off-campus apartment while the heat’s set to sixty to save money.” The word *boyfriend* hung between us anyway, bright and unignorable, even though we’d both been careful not to say it out loud yet. My throat tightened.

It’s the first time I’ve ever brought one guy home, let alone four. “Who are the hotties?” Katherine asks the question that nobody else has yet. I clear my throat. Uh. This is so awkward. Also, I really don’t like Katherine calling my guys ‘hotties.’ I know she doesn’t mean anything by it—Katherine is a flirt—but still, they’re mine. “Hi, I’m Forrest Romano,” Forrest says, stepping forward. “I’m Alejandra’s boyfriend.” He’s greeted by silence. And stunned looks.

I'm so glad college is done! Professors let us out early today too! Guess I'll head over to the apartment I share with my boyfriend. We've been together since I was 16, moved in together at 19 right after I started college. He's in an MC. His real name is Ray, but his MC name is Reaper. It's Friday and tonight there will be a big party at the clubhouse. I pulled into the driveway and saw his bike. After I let myself inside, I heard giggling. Ok, let's get this over with.

Tim then leaned over and added, "Just so you know, no one actually expects you to do anything tonight or on your date. This is all just fun. It's not like you're a rentboy." I looked at him confused as he laughed and explained, "A rentboy is a twink prostitute. Now don't get me wrong, most of us will play around and some of us might even get frisky, but we don't have to. There's a lot of yummy bodies here tonight and I hope to go home with a smile on my face and possibly a few names and numbers for later. But Mark won't care if you just talk to the guy tonight and on your date." I nodded as I replied, "Yeah, I know. Honestly, I'm not really worried about tonight or my date."

— Scrolling.. Too chubby... Too short... Too skinny... "His smile is just creepy." I said to my best friend who gave me a smile of disbelief. How did I end up on this site looking for a potential rental boyfriend as if I'm about to rent a car? Well, being twenty-five and single doesn't help when your parents believe..

Madam Jham might spread the rumors that I have two boyfriends or that I have sugar daddies who will pay for my bills. ‘Oh no! This is all because of Brett!’ “The boyfriend who paid your rent, I think it’s Adam,” Brett shared. Suppressing the anger, I looked at him and asked, “Adam did?” “He found out that we will go to your apartment instead. So, he must be here right now.” “W-Where?” “Inside your apartment.” No way. I locked my apartment before I left. But… ‘He is a werewolf. There might be a chance that he can go inside right?’

You must be crazy if you think that it's love , Tinashe is the vice headboy at school which is why am in a relationship with him , so it's all in the name of popularity . Me : So you are here to discuss Tinashe with me ? In a very irritated tone l said that looking at him . Ronnel : Of course not , I just wanted to apologize Me : Since you have already done that , leave my sight now Ronnel : Ahh ... I clicked my tongue before walking past him . Just because he is a better kisser than Tinashe doesn't mean that he is better than him nxaa , who gave him the right to call my boyfriend a fool ?

She wants him to be her boyfriend. “So, you won’t be my boyfriend?” Ciara couldn’t help asking, managing a small smile on her lips. Renzo chuckled. “You wouldn’t want me to be your boyfriend.” Her face fell, “Why? You’re a good guy. I like you.” She sounds whiny and by now Renzo’s still seeing her as a kid. “You’ll find someone better.” He replied and her heart broke a little. That’s the rejection. He’s not accepting her. “Be careful when you get a boyfriend. You shouldn’t do it in a rush. Make sure you scrutinize every aspect of him before getting into a relationship. A lot of assholes pretend to be gentlemen until they get the girl. I don’t want you experiencing that.”

"What?" "You seriously don't think you're forgetting to tell me anything," he repeats, leaning forward just enough to make his tattooed forearm visible on the steering wheel. "Like what?" I demand, because I don't know what he's waiting to hear from me. He tilts his head, his eyes holding mine. "Like I didn't tell your boyfriend that I won't take rent from you." My jaw drops. "No rent? But... it was quarter rent. And you agreed to some ground rules, which by the way sounded too good to be true."