Theo Totolis Novels & Stories

She blushed with a giggle, playfully shoving him off. “What the hell is going on here?” Theo asked, bracing his weight on his knuckles as he leaned over the table. He lifted one hand to pinch the aerial image and expand an area in Isiro, Congo, angling it so we could see the heavy traffic. “Who keeps rolling in on the cathedral? They’re arriving in fucking waves.”

He mouthed ' I'm sorry ' to me but my mum has already overheard his voice. " Is that the guy who had make you cry? " She asked but I shook my head in the negative. Instead I said. " He's my boyfriend mum. His name is Theo, Theodore Ductal. Everyone call him TD. He is uh..." I look up to Theo and continues. " He is tall and handsome. We met in class and afterwards in the library. He is a good young man. He is the king of FFC. So intelligent and bright. He tops all positions. Too good at everything. He pays me attention regularly but no that the competition is few days away he prefer reading too much than attending to me "

The last person I wanted or expected to see this morning. Theo. He rises to stand, eyes burning into mine. And he’s… Completely naked. Holy frick. I’ve never seen a body like his up close. The sight of it immediately makes my cheeks flush, makes me break out in a cold sweat. Every inch of Theo’s body is covered in hard muscle, from his broad shoulders to his thick biceps to his corded forearms. One of his arms has a sleeve of tribal tattoos, winding from his shoulder to his wrist. His pecs are smooth, save for a smattering of dark hair, and his abdominals dip and curve to form an eight-pack. His Adonis belt points in a V to his… huge member. Like huge, huge.