Your Boyfriend Game Peter Novels & Stories

A groggy voice sounded and then the light was shut on, and then the door got shut quickly. “C’mon, I know you like it.” The groggy voice sounded again touching the shoulder of a boy sitting on a chair and stroking his dick. It was Peter, he was bisexual, no one hated him cause he hid that he actually liked men and since he liked ladies too, it was easy.

Hell no. "What?" Chloe asks, blinking and looking away for a second, trying to remember everything in my office, "There's only like three or four guys in your floor. Is it the old one, the crazy one or the emo one? I'm pretty sure the emo one is gay. And we don't need another gay boyfriend in the family." "Fuck you," Celeste growls at her, since her first ever boyfriend turned out to be into boys too. They're really good friends now, "Who is it?"

Peter was always good with me and recently started to flirt with me. He and my best friend Katia are twins. They have the same characteristics, same blond hair and ocean blue eyes, both of them are tall but Peter is taller and more muscular. Peter, Fabien and Antony are the most good-looking guys at our school, girls go crazy for them. Fabien and Antony whore around all the time but Peter isn’t a player like them.

he whispered. I pulled myself away from him. What the fuck is wrong with this man? Is he out of his mind? How many times do I have to tell him that I already have a boyfriend? Can’t he understand that? “I have read something from the articles online that Mr. Peter doesn’t do repetition? Once you fucked a woman you leave them, right? Never hooked up with them again. What change? Or are you just challenged? But I don’t think so. You always fuck women even if they already have partners.”

Kate scrolled down to the screenshots below the app description and swiped her thumb to the left. The screenshots featured the same soft artwork and oil pastel colors: a park, a beach, sample chat exchanges, the guy’s bedroom, his wardrobe and a chart of various emoticons. The screenshots announced: | Create your very own customizable boyfriend! Enabled with empathic AI, Your Dream Boyfriend will listen intuitively to you! Travel around the world with him! Purchase upgrades for your stylish boyfriend makeover!

For seven years, I thought Declan was just an ordinary Beta. That was until I secretly traveled a thousand miles to his pack, wanting to surprise him. Only to find other werewolves calling him Alpha. And more importantly, he already had a Luna. The wolves around me started whispering. “Is that the Alpha’s secret lover?” “The nerve of her, showing up here… so shameless.” I wanted to argue, to tell them they had it all wrong. I was his real girlfriend. His Fated Mate.

She asks tilting my head sideways so she can see my face. “I mean, Knox has managed to use his charms on Michael and they are best buddies now.” I say and Casey’s jaw drops. “When in the hell did that happen?” She asks frowning at me. “Last night, he gave Michael the VIP treatment and it was over. My boyfriend is officially in love with my side meat/boy/situation/whatever.” I say and she rolls her eyes at me. “This Knox is really smart. I didn’t think he would start playing his game this early on. I thought he would sit back and watch for a while.” She says looking thoughtful.

Especially after the way his eyes glowed like a little child going to play trick or treat. “Why do I get the feeling that you already know what you want, Pookie?” I muffled. He groaned, his eyes rolled obviously at the fact that I called him Pookie, and dear lord, I do not think I will stop calling him Pookie, I love his reaction. “So, I have a game in two weeks and I want you to come.” He said, his brows lifted, waiting for me to answer. “That’s it?” I asked. “Yep, agree to be at the game, all through the game and I will help you find a cute name for your boyfriend.” He shrugged.

My father's cruelty knew no bounds, and soon, the blood from the whip splattered, dripping incessantly. My strength drained away, and I collapsed to the floor, my legs throbbing with pain from the bullet wound. But then, suddenly, the physical pain seemed to fade, as if time itself rewound to a simpler moment, one from long ago. The breeze was soft and carefree as the warm sunlight filtered through the trees. A young man, his face bright and clear, stood in the shade. A shy girl, holding a love letter with a heart drawn on it, approached him. "Zach, I like you. Will you be my boyfriend?"

" hang .....ah..ha..ah.Will..d-don't tease .." Cassie mewled and moaned, her knuckles white from gripping the headboard. The things Will could do with his tongue, criminal. "Oh, but honey, you're so cute when you beg." William popped his head out from under the sheet, grinning. " I love those noises you make." He was far too impressed with himself as he hurried up into the bed beside his girlfriend. As if his ego needed further boosting, turning his lover into a begging mess certainly did the job.