Chance lay in his bed thinking back to seeing Kristoff for the first time in so long. He didn't know how to react. First, he was taken aback by his killer good looks. He knew that handsome men were in Colombia, but Kristoff's beauty was incomparable. He hated that Kristoff had an effect on him, and all those years, he thought he got him out of his head. But no, just that first glimpse of Kristoff brought back those feelings he tried his hardest to hide.
He didn't know if it was the playfulness in his eyes, that damn smirk he always wore when he knew he was right, or just him, everything about him.
Change sighed, then rolled to his side. He just couldn't help but think of Kristoff. The arrogant prick had got way under his skin, wormed his way into his heart and consumed his mind. Almost taking over his life, for the first few months Kristoff was all he could think of and every day for that time, to almost a year, he was all he saw.
'Could I really be with a ma
Well, who knew Chance would have cracked?
"Can we go again? I think I faintly heard you asking for more. I could be wrong, but I'm never wrong." Kristoff gave a lopsided grin. "You fucking asshole, you just forced me into doing something I didn't want to. Isn't that enough?" "Now, now my dare, Chance, I didn't force you. You gave yourself to me, you want me, so stop hiding it." "Leave!" "No, I have nowhere to go." "Fine, stay, but the bed is yours." "Where will you sleep?" "On the street, I'm used to it." Chance declared, pulling his shirt down and searched for his shoes.
The last thing Chance remembered was telling Kristoff to get off him, before he felt himself growing dizzy as he fell into sleep.Instantly dreaming about the day his mother allowed her pimp to abuse him and set his pit bull on him after.He was out doing things for Dwayne, things he hated doing.Dwayne would always send him on drug exchange for money from people that owed him. And to rob the convenient store so that Dwayne could eat.Chance would get beat up each time, go back to the almost fallen apart house with no money or food, and get beat up again.He hated his mother, always blaming her for the life he lived.He was seen as
Chance woke to something caressing his face. At first he moaned and mumbled, then swat at what it was. He opened his eyes to see Kristoff smiling face. There was shock, hatred, and annoyance flashing across his face all at once."You sick fuck." Chance gritted out, punching Kristoff in the chest so hard that he almost fell off the bed.Kristoff made a huff sound, rubbing at the spot. "Well, good morning to you too, sweetheart. By the way, what were you dreaming about? Who died?"A horrified look flashed across Chance's face, which quickly turned to anger."Never call me that! And mind your own damn business!" Another punch landed in Kristoff's face, drawing blood.Chance climbed on top of Kristoff, wrapping his hand around his neck, squeezing with all his might. But that seem to only turn Kristoff on as he was grinning up at him, with a glint in his eyes."Ready for round two, I see." Kristoff rocked his hips, grinding his already stif
Chance walked round, confused as ever and ignoring the hungry pangs he was feeling. He hadn't had breakfast as yet and going to a whorehouse so early in the morning wasn't such a good idea. Chance stuffed his hands in his pocket, walking around in a daze until he found himself at the beach. He sucked in a breath, tasting the salty air which immediately take him back to his journey from Detroit to New Hampshire. (It wasn't an easy one, with police on the lookout for a crazy killer boy. Which they almost caught him, simply because he had foolishly broken into a house looking for a hot meal and a safe place to rest his head. But was he wrong, instead the old couple attacked him then called the police. From there, Chance ran. Hitching rides and walking until he came to Buffalo, where he was placed in an orphanage and was transported to New York. There, he spent most of his teenage life, bouncing from foster home to foster h
Even after all this time away, Chance was still helpless against Kristoff and even after the two hours he had spent thinking, he could never truly walk away. He knew now it was as clear as day to him.Even if he was filled with lust and fury and confusion.One thing played in his mind.Did Kristoff truly loved him?There was only one way to find out. He had to go back to Kristoff. Put him to the test and see how far any of them would go. Then again, he was a bit hesitant. He didn't want to get hurt.He didn't know how he would cope if a man should break his heart.Chance got up, dust the sand off his shorts and went back to th
Kristoff watched Chance from his place on the ground. He still hadn't pulled his pants up or put his penis away. He was hoping to use it to distract Chance, but it was obvious that he had more on his mind than to have sex with him."I'm straight. Why would I want another male?" Chance mumbled to himself as he placed the short distance of his bedroom.''I used to think I was straight as well until I dipped into a peach moon, and look at me now. Loving the best of both worlds, though I'm willing to give up that world for you. My love.''''Jesus Christ! What is wrong with you?''"You know I'm blunt Chance, I hold nothing back and that includes my-''"Shut up!'' Chance ran his hands through his hair several times. He didn't understand, thinking that there must be a logical explanation.And drugs like he had originally thought wasn't it, he should know because he did a drug test on himself and nothing. It was all negative.So did that mean
"I--""Just shut the fuck up and go to sleep, Kris." Chance pulled a pillow from under Kristoff's head, threw it at the foot of the bed and landed with a groan."Why are you all the way down there? Come on, let's cuddle.''"Can you not talk for two minutes?''After a long pause, Kristoff spoke again. "Is two minutes up yet?''''Good night Kris.''''I like it when you call me Kris.''Chance didn't reply, instead he laid on his back, staring up at the ceiling. Thinking about his next move. while Kristoff talked on until he fell asleep.
After his sight-seeing was cut short by what he thought were gunshots, but actually was a motorbike back firing. Kristoff looked around, trying to find his bearing, and how to get back from the hotels back to where the residential area was.''Oh no.'' Kristoff said, spinning in circles before heading in a random direction.Chance walked around for hours, trying to find Kristoff. He almost most gave up thinking that he must have been captured and sold, or is somewhere under two females. He walked around thinking that he might as well enjoy his last few days felt in the country; he haven't been able to see much and would do so now.What no one knew was that he was ahead of his class, and finished a few months earlier than normal, he was just enjoying the place. And trying to wrap his hea
A naked Chance looked down at the beach below the balcony to the room he and Kristoff were staying in. As they honeymooned in Sardina, Italy. He watched Kristoff as he walked up the shore, with his surfboard in hand, flipping his hair out of his eyes. Chance stayed like that as he took a deep breath, drinking in the salty sea air and staring out of the beautiful clear water. "Missed me? Sexy." Kristoff said, slapping Chance on the bare ass. Chance turned to him, "maybe." Kristoff kissed Chance’s chest, then wrapped his hands around him "I sure wish you would come surfing with me, but you can't swim." Kristoff teased. "Have you ever seen a fish walking on land?" Kristoff laughed, "no but I'm sure if they could grow legs, they wouldn't leave the surface." "I'm sure there would be one who wouldn't want to venture." Kristoff rolled his eyes, "so what are you going to do today?" "Let me show you." Cha
"I feel so nervous." Kristoff said, while he put on his white jacket. "I know man, this must be tough. Last day of being a free man. I don't think I could do it." Duncan said. "Can you shut up for once? This is a special day for Kristoff and Chance. There is no need to talk shit." Justin snapped at him, pushing up his glasses. "No need to get your panties in a twist, I'm just saying." "Well, say less!" Justin snapped again. There was a knock on the door, then Chance's voice came. "Kristoff, can I talk to you for a minute?" "Chance, don't you know it is bad luck to see the bride, rather groom, before the wedding?" Duncan asked, while struggling to do his cuffs. "Can you shut up!" Justin yelled. He was getting annoyed with Duncan's nonsense, trying to freak them out before the big moment. Kristoff stepped out of the room. “Yeah. What is-" Kristoff stopped what he was about to ask, to smile at Chance. "You look ama
Just as Kristoff rolled over, ready to enjoy the warmth of Chance, the alarm went off.Kristoff groaned, kicking his legs in frustration."How come on, can we get a little lay in?""We can relax all we want after the wedding and when we are on our honeymoon." Chance mumbled."You're right, but I miss our little cuddles where people call our phones and yell at us for being late. But can't do anything about it because we are their bosses."Chance chuckled, pulling him close to him. "I miss it too, but we have a wedding to plan.""I know and I can't wait to get my last name changed."After the two finally got out of bed, they head to Loey's planning services. Where Loey was waiting to take them cake tasting, because she was right. Neither of them like the cakes Chance suggested."Good, you two are on time. So, I know that you both are excited about your wedding but, I have some sad news. Someone has booked the garden."
"Kris, over here!" Chance called out, waving for his fiancé to come over. They exchanged a kiss when Kristoff got over to him. "What took you so long?" Chance asked. "Meeting after meeting, and lunch rush hour." Kristoff rolled his eyes, taking his coat off, and throwing it on the back of a chair. "Don't let him bully you. The wedding planner isn't even here yet. She is having car trouble." Aurora told Kristoff, skipping through the catalog of a fashion magazine. Kristoff flopped down in the chair, pouring himself some champagne then kicked his leg up on the small stool before him. "How can a wedding planner be late? Shouldn't she be the first one here? Or at least, have someone here to help her out?" Kristoff asked, taking a sip from his drink. "I was wondering the same thing, we have been waiting for a while now." Chance said, as he sat around a decorated table, scrolling through his phone. "What are you looking at?"
"Is everything all set?" Chance asked, looking himself over in the mirror, while fixing his tie, even though nothing was wrong with it. "Yes, everything was ready to go since this morning, and was only waiting for the guests to arrive." Aurora said, smiling brightly. "Why do I feel so nervous?" Chance asked, shaking his hands to get rid of the weak feeling they had. "I don't know, I feel happy. I can't wait for you to announce the wedding date." Aurora clapped, fixing her brother's hair so that it was no longer in his eyes. "Thanks." Aurora hugged him, "I so happy for you, but come. Let's go. I'm sure Kristoff and everyone else are waiting for you. This is a big deal after all." When Chance got to the top of the stairs, he saw Kristoff looking dashing in a well tailored white suit waiting for him. "Good luck." Aurora winked at Kristoff, then gave Kristoff a small hug as she passed him to go down the stairs. "Finally." K
"Hey there." Kristoff went up behind Chance, carrying a brown bag and two cups of coffee."Hey." Chance smiled at him, taking one of the coffee."How are things going?""With all the interviews, it's boring and I haven't found the suitable candidates to help me run this place or even carry out a simple field research. I'm starting to think that all these people only came just because they it’s me.""Don't worry, the right people will come your way soon enough.""Still haven't heard from your sister?""No, after a week and with the company depleting more and more, I would think she would have sold the company, but she is trying to be a hard ball. I give her another week.""I need help to carry out all these interviews, its getting annoying and working my head in." Chance said, before taking a bite out of his sandwich."I think I know what can help." Kristoff told him, then left to lock the doors.When he entered the
"Chance, you are not going to like this." Kristoff said, as he scrolled through his Instagram page."Like what?" Chance asked, as he backed out of the driveway.Kristoff held up his phone for Chance to see when he stalled the car."The secret son of Donavon Spence." Chance read the headlines aloud. Then looked at Kristoff."What?" Kristoff asked."This has Tamara written all over it, but maybe if you didn't tell her.""Everyone would have known, eventually."Chance took the phone, reading the article for Kristoff to hear.'It seems as if Chance, the boyfriend to Kristoff Pantovic, is living a fairy-tale life. Going from nothing but a street kid to Kristoff's soon to be husband, now it's alleged that he is the son of Donavon Spence, business tycoon.''What's next is for this twenty-plus years old, living a Cinderella life?'"Fairy-tale? Cinderella?" Chance scoffed."Seems as if we both had people in our live
Kristoff rolled to his back, now becoming awake. He looked at the time to see that I was only four-fifteen in the morning.He then rolled to his side to look at Chance, who was sleeping peacefully. He touched his face, then ran his hand down to his chest before forcing him to his back.Chance groaned in his sleep as he felt something on his hips. His groans soon turned to moans in his half awake sleep as he felt something wet and warm sucking on him.Chance's toes curled as it moved to his balls, then back to his cock."Damn." The sucking caused him to jerk fully from his sleep, trying to push the person away."Will you stop and enjoy?" Kristoff grumbled."Kris?" Chance said in a husky voice."Who else were you expecting, the tooth fairy?" Kristoff pushed his hand away to go back to his task of pleasing Chance.Chance opened his legs wider, giving Kristoff a better access.When Kristoff circled his tongue around the tip
"How do I look?" Kristoff asked, as he turned this way and that, looking at himself in the mirror."Like you always do, handsome." Chance went up behind him and enfold him into a hug."I'm so nervous about this dinner." Kristoff said, turning around to face Chance."Why?""Because Mr Spence is my business partner. What if I fuck this up?""Well, tonight you are my boyfriend and a friend of the family. So relax." Chance told him, while fixing his gold studded cuff links."Thanks." Kristoff kissed him."Good, now. Let's go so we aren't late."When Chance got in the car, after debating about how should drive. Kristoff stared at him from the passenger's side."There is something you should know. I have a son and a wife."It was a good thing Chance hadn’t started driving, because he knew he would crash.“My son came about after college. I had a fling with the dean's daughter and I married my wife onl