Younger Man Novels & Stories

Two people chorused. "Go on. You're younger" The older of the men said and looked away. "What does age have to do with this now" The younger one whispered and frowned as he faced Scott and cleared his throat. "Ugh...well sir. We would help you but you never give us the chance to help" The man said causing murmurings among the others. The person sitting directly beside the speaker nudged him with his hand, telling him to not make a silly mistake with his big mouth.

But I focused on the two men's whispers more: "She's pretty and big enough, but she's too young" the older and taller man said to the young man who drove me. "Alpha Martinez likes them young" he replied "Not this young. She can't be more than nine" "She's actually seven, but I still think she's not too young. Look, she got a fat booty" the young man said. I was so shocked at their words. So I just hugged myself in a corner and sobbed hoping the older man wins the argument. Only God knew how he got all that information about me

the young man replied. "What do you know about him?" The older man asked with a serious tone. "Unfortunately nothing " he replied calmly. "I tried to find some information about him but everything is normal. And that's quite mysterious. No one is this world has a normal life. I am pretty sure he's hiding something " he said while sipping his coffee. "Then find out what he's hiding. I don't have this time to play this cat and mouse game" older man said angrily. Younger man chuckled and said

These men, whom he had worked with for years, could not even compare to a young man like Kayson, whom he had known for less than ten days. “Hahaha. Well, who’s this young man who’s overflowing with confidence?” Bryce could not help cackling. What a brazen young man who had barely stopped breastfeeding!

A young man in his twenties who was wearing a light yellow casual shirt and a pair of light white jeans was standing among them. Although his outfit looked ordinary, it couldn't cover up his beauty. His thin cheeks, nose, and eyes obviously showed that he was a pure oriental man. However, he gave off a Western gentleman's beauty. He always smiled gently, which made people feel extraordinarily cordial, yet also made people feel that he was calm. Right now, he was faced with a group of old men. If there had been any women, they would have already rushed up to him. This young man would be loved by girls in their teens and young women in their thirties or forties.

He replied and I nodded. I didn't really care about the men until he got to the last one."This is our youngest man, he's only twenty, his name is Caden ." My father explained and I nodded.He was tall and really well built, he must have been sculpted to look like a fucking god.He had these peircing green eyes with hazel specks, a clean face and a mop of brown hair that sat on his head neat.

Dad said as he introduced me to the two person infront of us. They are both male specie. One of them looks old like my father and one is I think, few years older than me. The old man's hair is turning white already, like my Papa. His mustache told me that he is a handsome man even without it. My eyes darted to the younger man. My lips pursed as I check on him.. He is wearing a black suit worn with a white shirt and a black bow tie. He looked too formal. He has a black messy hair, proud pointed nose and thin lips. His dark intense eyes are intimidating.

the young man said in an arrogant patronizing tone. The older man didn't react, his expression remained impassive and aloof. There was no sign that he felt threatened. " Young man are you sure you want to do this? " The man asked his voice cold and calm. Dark Shadow's eyes stayed focused on the group looking out for any sudden movement.

I put down the bottle and started to observe my surroundings. I saw two younger men, probably in their 20’s, riding mountain bicycles. The first guy wears a plain white sleeveless top and black shorts. And he also wears a black cloth face mask with an animal print. And the other guy with him, wears a red t-shirt and black cycling shorts. I watched how they moved fast and overtaken some of the runners ahead of them.

A young man, twenty-five years old, handsome and tall, was walking towards the airport exit, while pulling a medium-sized suitcase. The young man was busy calling someone far away. [Yes, Dad. I'm already outside the airport. Just waiting for the grab.] [That's it. Be careful on the road. I'm sorry I can't pick you up.] [Yes, Dad. It's no big deal. Anyway, I'll go straight to see my little brother. I wonder if she still remembers her brother or not?] [You're always so nosy with your sister. She's happy with her husband now.]