Total pages in book: 65
Estimated words: 63481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63481 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 317(@200wpm)___ 254(@250wpm)___ 212(@300wpm)
Will had been right that a cruise was a fairly popular thing tourists liked, so most people wouldn’t bat an eye at Gadiel arranging it for an American friend, but a romantic dinner during said cruise might be something of a stretch if there were just the two of them—if Will wasn’t there too.
Gadiel wasn’t sure he wanted Will there. Not after his lies. And not after that weird dream. Will would only distract him.
But I need him, a voice needled at the back of his mind.
No, you don’t, Gadiel snapped at himself, annoyed. He didn’t need Will there. He didn’t. But. But Will’s presence would certainly make the date less suspicious. Even after all the lies, he didn’t know anyone he trusted more. It was singularly infuriating. And embarrassing. And pathetic.
The worst part was, that freaky dream wouldn’t leave his mind. Gadiel thought about it far too often to be able to write it off as a one-off. He would be eating his lunch and he would imagine ordering Will to get on his knees and pleasure him. He would imagine not letting Will eat until he thoroughly ate him out. His anger only fueled his horny thoughts, the scenarios in his head becoming progressively more lewd, shameless, and possessive. God, what was wrong with him? Scott was the man he was interested in! Why was he having some morally questionable, downright dark fantasies about his straight bodyguard who happened to be Scott’s goddamn cousin, instead of thinking about his upcoming date with Scott?
But he couldn’t erase those thoughts. His anger and hurt only fueled them. So Gadiel fumed—and jerked off more often than he had in years. It wasn’t about Will. He was just frustrated, angry, and horny. But even jerking off felt dangerous. Vanilla fantasies starring hot gay men now did nothing for him. Now his traitorous mind only seemed capable of conjuring kinky, non-consensual scenarios starring his straight bodyguard.
His fixation was beginning to worry him. Gadiel had even tried to imagine Scott in such scenarios, imagine forcing Scott to suck his cock, but it didn’t... really do anything for him. But the moment his traitorous mind replaced Scott with Will, he was harder than a rock, ready to go again despite the countless orgasms he’d had that day already. Gadiel felt like crying from sheer frustration. He’d never been so horny, angry, and confused at the same time. After days of this, his dick felt too sensitive, so he couldn’t even jerk off normally to take the edge off. He knew he was acting crazy, so he tried to avoid Will, which wasn’t exactly easy, considering the fact that they lived in the same apartment, no matter how big it was.
It didn’t help that Will seemed determined to talk to him.
“You’re being ridiculous sulking in your room all day, you know that, right?” Will said through the door. “Gadiel, open the door.”
“Go away,” Gadiel ground out, biting his pillow to muffle his moan as the vibrator continued thrusting into him. God, what if Will could hear the vibrations? The thought was so humiliating, but it turned him on even more. His perverted mind immediately came up with another fantasy: what if Will became concerned enough to break the lock? What if he saw Gadiel with his ass in the air, getting fucked by his thick black dildo? What if Gadiel turned his head and ordered him to replace the dildo with his cock? I’ll fire you if you don’t, Gadiel would say. Give it to me or you’re fired. Will would hesitate, of course, his reluctance clear. I’m straight, he would say. I don’t care, Gadiel would say back. My hole needs cock. Service me.
Will would glare at him, unzipping his pants. His cock would be soft, but he’d bring it to hardness with a few strokes of his big, capable hand. Then he would pull out the dildo and replace it with his cock. Gadiel would groan, because Will wouldn’t be gentle about it. He would be rough with him, rough and resentful, but it’d feel so damn good, Will’s body so heavy on him, his cock thick and long. You slutty bitch, Will would growl into his ear—
“Gadiel!”
Gadiel cried out into the pillow and came at the sound of Will’s voice. Oh god. So fucking good.
So fucked-up.
“Go away,” Gadiel said weakly, struggling to regain his breath—and his higher brain functions. “I don’t want to talk to you.”
“You’re making a mountain out of a molehill,” Will said through the door, irritation clear in his voice.
Gadiel flopped onto his back and, taking the remote, switched the vibrator off. He didn’t pull it out yet. He liked the feeling of fullness even after coming. “Maybe,” he said. “But you can’t tell me how to feel. And right now I don’t feel like talking to you. Go. Away.”