Two Gay Nerds Fighting Novels & Stories

Woah, looks like there's a fight going on, gosh. I removed my hand that was in the corner from him, I retreated a little because he was going to pass by to approach his two friends. I still like to watch when someone fights. "Oh, wow! So that's how we are now?" I stopped muttering because the nerd girl was looking at me. Is this a problem? I'm just confused, isn't it allowed? "What the hell, don't fight--" "You shut up, take your bitch out too. Don't make fun of us because I already know your behavior!"

Each and every single man are in pairs and are currently trying to take the other man down. Zannicus, Seth, Ronan, Nic, Gabe, Isaac and myself are walking around, monitoring our men's progress when a voice caused us to stop. ______ ZANNICUS: I don't even know what kind of expression I'm wearing on my face right now. I stood with my arms crossed, watching as the men fought. Though, I think I'm being too generous. They looked like children trying catch a butterfly or swatting a mosquito. Maybe I could consider it like ballet. Only, they are performing with lesser grace and too much ferocity. Yes. It is more fitting.

Both brothers stand beneath the heavy downpour, becoming drenched as their fury consumes them. Jay clenches his fists tightly, his anger intensifying as he prepares to retaliate. He throws a punch directly at Terry's face, causing him to stumble but not lose his balance. The fight between them rages on as they release their pent-up frustration on one another, neither willing to yield or stop "It's you who came in the middle, Terry!" he shouts, his voice filled with anguish. Their faces bear the marks of their violent exchange, lips bruised and blood trickling down. Yet, their anger fuels their determination to fight. The rain pours down, soaking their clothes and adding to the intensity of t

I'll take a shower first before I fight Cyril. I also spent half an hour in the bathroom before I finally came out. I wore dark denim jeans and a black sandal. I paired the shirt with a black leather jacket. I look like I'm a sassy ass gay. I'm still so beautiful. I also wear the shoes that Cyril sent me last time. There's that little knife and I don't know how he did that thing. That gay man is very talented when it comes to things like this so I won't wonder why he sends high tech. I picked up the cellphone. It immediately rang and I immediately saw Cyril's name there.

"Wait..I never asked you to be gay" "Well,that's what I'm gonna be. Gay" Scott said excitedly. "You can't just decide to be gay, can you even like a boy. You find it hard to like anybody. Then a boy? I'm in no mood for jokes" Jackson said as he poured himself another glass. "Ohh.. Jackson,dare me" Scott said determined. "Okay, we'll do it like this. I'll set you up with a gay friend of mine. You guys will met up at the hotel tomorrow night. Are you still up for the task?" Jackson smirked.

The maids look puzzled, they have seen alot of things to day but this one was weird to them, they have never seen they master laugh like someone who is going nut. " what funny. Why are you laughing " I asked bitterly. " do you think they are going to believe. Everyone thinks am a gay. So they are not going to believe " he smirked which left me awe. I walked to me and dragged me by the hand, I tried to free myself from him but his grip was stronger. He pushed me to the wall and caged me between his hands. " let me go " I keep crying and struggling but he refuses. Seeing that he would let me go, I decided to find and alternative to escape. My eyes caught a vase by my side. I picked it up and s

ng аnоthеr lоаd іntо thе сum fіllеd rесtum. Thеn they wеrе done аnd they rеturnеd tо a dеер ѕlеер. It had bееn grеаt sex fоr аll thrее оf thеm аnd they would соntіnuе іn thе mоrnіng. The thrее gays wоkе uр tо thе gentle sound оf thе раttеr оf rain. It wаѕ a ѕtеаdу rаіn аnd not a heavy ѕtоrm. It wаѕ рlеаѕаnt lуіng іn bed and lіѕtеnіng tо іt. Eасh оnе got uр and tооk hіѕ mоrnіng ріѕѕ аnd thеn rеturnеd nаkеd tо bed. Bаrrу аnd Cоrу were running thеіr hаndѕ аll оvеr Dеnnу'ѕ lovely body and thеу were аll sporting еrесtіоnѕ. In consideration оf lооѕеnіng hіm uр, Barry fuсkеd Dеnnу fіrѕt. This tіmе іt wаѕ іn thе mіѕѕіоnаrу роѕіtіоn.

Raymond teased. With that, all the guys stood in a battle ready pose while Stephen walked to the sides and stood ready to watch the fight. “Well, it is just the two of them. We all don’t have to fight them, do we? We won’t even need to use our magic to fight a wisp of a girl and a single man. I want to take them both on my own and show her I am not only good at getting beaten up and losing consciousness,” Gavin teased me. His friends nodded in agreement, and he sauntered towards us.

The two faced jerk said, trying to sweet talk me into his stupid games. ‎At first I didn't respond to his stupid statement but decided against it when I noticed a tedious frown on the priest's face. ‎Forcing a fake smile to my face, I pulled myself together and through gritting teeth said, “Yeah, whatever he said" ‎“Good" Priest Phillip said with a smile of his own,“Now, let's proceed." ‎“Dearly beloved we are gathered here to witness one of the most important events in the life of two individuals who are in love" He added and I almost burst into laughter, if only he knew that this marriage is built on nothing but pure hatred.

“If you are so tough then fight me, Gay Boy.” I arched an eyebrow and crossed my arms over my chest as I spoke again. “That would mean I have to touch you. Aren’t you afraid of my germs?” He growled when I spoke. I decided to push the boundary of his anger by reaching out and placing my palm over his fist. “Might want to go wash your hands Fang. It looks like I passed my cooties to you” I said with as much of friendly smile as I could muster. “You’re dead meat!”