His eyes lit me up. He had the most true eyes. His eyes told a story of truth.
He was a story of unbelievable tales. He was a rock of life. He couldn't be moved.
He was my best friend's boyfriend though.
When he walked passed me, he brought sweat to my hands. He slapped a smile across my face.
His muscles told a story of work and determination. Every muscled had its own limb of understanding. It wrote its own story.
He look down the hall in my direction and my body would scream out. How could you deny him. He was the one.
Wrapped up in his touch, I knew I had to have him, and I would stop at nothing to get him. Oh right. My best friend.
How could God make something so beautiful and not make him useful in all areas.
God of sexual desire, Feast!
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UnderCover (boyxboy)
Teen FictionJay, a young boy who has trouble with his family, and friends, collides with his best friends boy toy. He doesn't want his family or friends know because his secret lover is Under Cover. He has to fight between his family and friends in order to mak...
