Steve X Tony Novels & Stories

Silvy was going to love it. I feel someone sit next to me but don’t look over keeping my eyes on the kids. “ Something you want to show me, son?” Tony asked from beside me. I turn my head towards him and see him laid back in the chair taking a pull of his beer. “ What are you talking about?” I asked. Tony laughs “ Goof, let me tell you a secret. Xavier can’t keep a secret. He told me and Gena about the store you took him to and asked for his help.” Now I know what he was asking about I start laughing. “ Good to know. Since Silvy hasn’t confronted me I’m guess he hasn’t told her yet.” I inquired.Tony shook his head “ No. Gena stressed how important it was for you to ask Silvy when you were re

I answered him before sipping from my mocktail. “Uh oh! Don’t get me wrong, dude. I knew the two of you—you were really close to each other. You were even more than conjoined twins. How come you’re not on good terms now? Oh! Let me guess, men usually fight over a woman. Am I right? So, how’s playing tug-of-war?” After that, Steve laughed out loud. He almost closed his eyes due to the intensity of his intoxication. If I didn’t need something from him, I already smashed his face on the table.

“Alright alpha” I need to release more of this tension that's building up in my body and trying to mess my head up with Aurelia’s thoughts. Her smile kept chasing my dream, I couldn't close my eyes for a few seconds. “There's no need to call Lauren” Steve matched in, looking all manly with his exposed tattooed arm from his armless top, flexing his muscles like always. He's the most eligible bachelor in the pack, female wolves gush over him aside me.

We stood in front of Steve now, awkward and freshly scrubbed, like kids caught sneaking out past curfew. “Uhmm…” Leon scratched the back of his head, cheeks faintly pink. “T-thank you…” Steve raised an eyebrow, leaning against the desk with his arms crossed. He was dressed now—simple black tee, jeans, looking every bit the composed dominant who’d orchestrated the whole thing. “For what?” Leon shifted his weight. “Not taking advantage of my brother?” Steve’s lips twitched. “And?” Leon exhaled sharply. “And… for pulling me out of my head. For giving me a taste of what I’ve always wanted.”

How do two people make me feel almost the same way? Taking a deep breath I put on the clothes, and throw my wet hair into a ponytail. Opening the bathroom door back up I see both men standing side by side in front of the door. Alex changed into sweat pants and t-shirt, with his hair looking as if he rubbed his towel through it. Walking away from the both of them towards the door my stomach rumbled. I need food. Food always makes everything better.

“People are watching. The cameras are especially on you.” “I’m networking,” Steve replied smoothly, his voice low. He took a slow sip of his scotch, letting the burn ground him. Inside, his blood was on fire. He and Ken had been inseparable since boarding school—best friends, brothers in everything but blood. Steve had spent years perfecting the art of hiding what he really wanted: how badly he needed to own every inch of Ken Thompson. To break him open and crawl inside. Ken turned his head then, as if sensing the weight of Steve’s gaze. Their eyes met. For a second, the rest of the gala disappeared. Steve didn’t smile. He let the mask slip just enough for Ken to see the hunger.

Then, finally, he downed the rest of his drink, wiped his mouth, and said, "If I say yes, and he falls for me... what happens next?" Steve’s grin returned. "Then we’ll know even the untouchable Miguel Sanchez still has his charm” Steve paused, turning to cousin. “She has always begged to see you, you have her all to yourself. I have also always known you had a thing for my mom's secretary. She is all yours!” Xander and Marcia screamed. “Hot Lucy?” Steve just gave them a charming smile, like a lord who was adored by his subject.

"Oh, shit, man!" James said "Sorry! I forgot to tell you to pull off quickly, too. My bad!" Darlene whispered to Jenny, "Remember that part!" Regaining his composure, Steve moved over in front of Brian and took his fat knob in his mouth. Tony looked down at their big black friend with his lips around Brian's skinny cock-shaft, and said, "You can take everybody's dick down your throat if you want to man-including mine-but I ain't doing that to anybody! The deal was one suck on each dick then we get to fuck pussy! I ain't into no guy fucking my throat!"

I looked him over and he was very handsome, he was covered in tattoos and his body looked rock hard, “Hey I’m Steve, Darren’s best friend.” I smiled, unable to answer him, I looked him over and Darren over. They did not look to be similar at all, Darren was rough looking, he always had a smoke in his mouth dark hair and dark eyes, he was big but a lot smaller then Steve. Meanwhile Steve was a lot warmer, he looked safe and comfortable, he had his life in order while Darren was a mess.

Initially, all of this should have belonged to Tom. Had Tom cherished Xyla before, Stanley would not have had anything to do with her. “I feel so humiliated today!” Tony Sullivan complained in a low voice to Tom. Bailey Ronson carefully tugged at Tony’s sleeve to comfort him. “Stop talking. A lot of people are looking at us…” She said. Tony frowned coldly without saying anything further. He had an extremely gloomy expression on his face. Beep, beep, beep… Right then, Stanley’s phone started ringing.