ADRIAN'S POVThe lavender and sandalwood scent of essential oil from the diffuser hung heavy in the air, usually a comfort in my office at the private clinic. Tonight, however, it was a cruel mockery. I blamed myself for this self-inflicted torment, for deciding to overtime tonight and catch up on paperwork. Idiot. I'm a fucking idiot.Through the thin wall, the sounds started – soft at first, like hesitant breaths, then growing in intensity. Moans. Gasps. Skin slapping. Unmistakable cries of pleasure. Damien.... and his clients."Ahhh. Please doctor, Move your tongue, faster, please.""OHHHHHHHHHHHH, fuckk.... doctor, ohh... you're cock..... it is so huge and I love it." a muffled moans from the woman in the next room."You want it hard and fast right?" That voice... it was Damien's voice.It was Friday night, Damien's “after-hours” session as a sex coach, that’s what he calls it. I knew that, of course. Every Tuesday and Friday, like clockwork, my best friend transformed into some
DAMIEN'S POVAlexa and Mia took turns riding my hard cock until I was about to come, I abruptly stood up then ordered Alexa and Mia kneel in front of me, I cum on their faces.I smiled at both of them as I watched them lick the cum on each other's faces. I knew that Alexa and Mia were more than satisfied. Mission accomplished. As for me, I somehow felt hollow inside."So how's the experience?" I asked while I handed them a box of tissues."It's a very satisfying experience," Alexa answered boldly."Well that's good to hear... but what I'm asking is how you feel about inviting a third party in your bedroom. Do you come up with a decision now? ""Ohhh about that, I guess we're in on that right honey?" Alexa shoots a smile on Mia."Hell yeah! Though I'm afraid you set high standards, doctor. Are you sure we can't do this again?" Mia asked shyly."Yeah doctor, we are willing to pay twice or even thrice. We will be your regular client." Alexa added."Sorry ladies but just like what I said
ADRIAN'S POVI tried to regain my composure as I know that Damien's head is as stubborn as a bull. I tried to ignore him but instead of going for a shower, Damien flopped to the couch in the small receiving area of my office. Oh no! His smell would clung to my couch. He is still unaware of his effects on me. Fuck this feelings!"F*ckkk, Damien can you please wear your clothes?" my irritated voice became more evident."Tsk. If it's other people I'm sure they won't say that. You're lucky to see me like this, many women are dying to be in your place." Damien proudly uttered."For one, I am not like them. I am not a woman. So now wear your clothes before the combined smell of your sweat and cum were rubbed on my couch." I shot back."A neat freak as always. haha you're still the same Adrian from med school." Damien said in a mocking voice. "Maybe try to include it in your vlog what is your secret the reason you're immune to my charm." "I'm pretty sure that no matter what I say it won't b
ADRIAN'S POVMy blood almost runs cold and my heart skips a beat when I hear what Damien said. He can't wait to discover my deep darkest secrets.Secrets that I plan to hide and drag even into my grave. I am afraid that he won't be able to handle it. Why? Because it's fucking involved him.Through these years that we are very close to each other, I developed feelings toward him. Feelings that are more than being a best friend or brother. After he rescued me to those bullies when we were in college, we became close friends.Before meeting him, I really thought I was straight as I didn't get attracted to any man except him. At first I really thought it was just a longing for the presence of having siblings as I was the only child. Lately, I realized that it's more than that, it started in med school. I can't help myself to like him, love him. But I know it would always be one sided love as he wasn't into dating a man. He is straight as hell.He didn't know the effects he was giving him
DAMIEN'S POVI slowly opened my eyes, groggily taking in my surroundings. My bedroom was still dark, the only light coming from the faint glow of my alarm clock. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes, feeling a mix of exhaustion and determination.I reached over to turn off the alarm, which was blaring in my ear. 5:30 AM. Gym day.I threw off the covers and swung my legs over the side of the bed, feeling the cool air hit my skin. I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep.My mind is still fresh with my conversation with Adrian last night. I do get his concerns so I decided to think of it. But for now, I pushed those thoughts at the back of my mind.Sometimes it hurts my ego that he is thinking more mature and clear-headed than me even though I am four years older than him. He isn't just a best friend for me, he can even pass as my little brother given how close we are to each other. He always thinks in advance in everything using his calculated mind. After a quick str
DAMIEN'S POV“Are you sure about this?” I whispered, searching her face for any hesitation. I don't want to force myself on anyone without their consent. Instead, I found only desire reflected back at me.In one swift motion, she reached up, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me down to her. Our lips collided with an urgency that sent shockwaves through my body. The taste of her mouth, mingled with the water, was intoxicating, and I felt all thoughts of the outside world dissipate.I crushed her against the wall, the hardness of the tiles contrasting with the softness of her body that surrendered to me. Her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as the heat of the shower intensified, mirroring the fire that engulfed us both.”Hmmm...” she moaned sexily.Every kiss ignited a deeper yearning, our bodies moving together as the rhythm of the water cascaded over us. I lost myself entirely in the moment, desire eclipsing reason. Her skin felt alive against mine, and I could f
DAMIEN'S POVI was pleased by her performance. Out of breath, she panted along with me. Pulling her up by her hair, I started kissing her fiercely. This was hornier than I expected, almost feral. I pressed her against the tiles full-force and proceeded sucking one of her nipples, forcing a scream to escape her throat.”Ohhhhh.... God... please don't stop.” she screamed.”Oh, I won't... not yet." I whispered back.Looking down, she saw I was getting hard again. After a couple few minutes of teasing bites in her nipples, nibbling of her earlobe and sucking her neck, I took hold of her right upper leg and wrapped it around my waist. I handed her a condom I sneakily grabbed before going into the shower room. I let her wear it for me. My wet dick pressed against her folds and before she knew it I pushed through them, sliding it along her wetness.I took hold of my cock and finally guided it inside her. Then I placed both of my hands around her waist and kept her in place while I started th
ADRIAN'S POVAs the door to the shower room was pushed open, my eyes landed on her. She was already dressed but from the way I see it, it is crumpled and signs of being damp maybe because of being in the floor too long just like the lingerie. I have seen her before as a regular member of the gym, now I knew what she had done. She stepped out of the shower room and closed to the door. There's only a small distance between us."Hey handsome, do you wait too long? Sorry we got carried away and he's a beast." she said shamelessly.I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down, but my anger and hurt simmered just below the surface."Hmmm, you surely enjoy the company of strangers that you've just met while your husband is looking for you." I said with irritation."What's with the hostility? Maybe we should also try it some other time?" she said while batting her eyelids and ran her slender fingers into my arm.Is she seriously flirting with me after fucking with another man?"Tsk. Sorr
ADRIAN'S POV Tuesday morning. Supposedly a fresh start, but all I felt was the lingering echo of Monday’s panic attack. Those damn cable ties. I hadn’t seen them for a very long time, not really, until the utility crew left them haphazardly under my desk. Just a forgotten detail, but to me, they were a portal back to a nightmare I thought I conquered but no, the fear isn't conquered, it's just buried deep down waiting to resurfaced again anytime. I rearranged my schedule, squeezing in patients who were understanding, if a little inconvenienced, by my unexpected… episode. Before I dared to sit, I glanced under my desk. Empty. Relief washed over me, a temporary reprieve from the suffocating dread. It was foolish, I knew. I was a grown man, a successful doctor. I should be able to handle a few plastic ties. But the truth was, the fear wasn’t about the object itself, it was about what it represented: helplessness, violation, the utter loss of control. My first patient, Greg, was a yo
DAMIEN'S POV I felt…good. Genuinely good. The air between Adrian and me had been thick with unspoken tension for weeks, a suffocating cloud of misunderstanding I couldn’t quite grasp. The relief was palpable. It had been hanging over me for days, this suffocating fear that Adrian was somehow slipping away. We’d had… not a fight, exactly. Just a distance. A coolness that settled between us, a space where easy conversation used to flow. But this morning, we’d talked. Really talked. About the little things that bothered us, about everything and nothing.And now? It was gone. The distance had evaporated. I felt like I could breathe again. He was here, my Adrian, my best friend.I even felt a pang of guilt remembering the selfish thought I’d blurted out this morning, something about hoping he wouldn’t find his future wife for at least ten years. I just… I couldn't envision my life without him. He was a constant. A brother. The thought of him building a life with someone else, a family tha
ADRIAN'S POV The sunlight streaming through the blinds woke me up at 7:00 AM, a minor miracle considering I hadn't drifted off until after 2:00 AM. But I felt…lighter. Like a knot in my chest had finally loosened. Damien and I had actually talked, really talked, and cleared the air. I'd explained, perhaps clumsily, that Selena and I weren't a thing, not yet anyway, and that I knew he was just looking out for me, worried about me getting hurt. I'd also confessed why I'd switched gyms so abruptly and why I'd been avoiding him. It wasn't my proudest moment, the avoidance, but at least it was out in the open.I went through my usual morning routine, a quick shower, a shave, and then pulled on a pair of gray sweatpants and a white, fitted muscle tee. Comfort was key, especially after the emotional rollercoaster of the previous night.The kitchen was my domain. I loved the methodical process of cooking, the way simple ingredients transformed into something delicious. This morning, it was
ADRIAN'S POVThe plush velvet of the couch felt alien beneath me. I was home, technically, back in our penthouse living room, but the air hung thick with unspoken tension.I craved the oblivion of sleep, but I knew it wouldn't come. Not with Damien across from me, his presence a palpable force. He was observing me, his dark eyes narrowed, and the silence stretched, taut and unforgiving. I could practically taste the simmering frustration radiating from him, and it was all aimed at me. I felt like a cornered animal, every instinct screaming at me to flee.“What’s going on, Adrian?” His voice was low, a husky rumble that usually sent shivers down my spine.I forced a casual shrug, trying to mimic the nonchalance I usually wore like armor. "What do you mean? Everything's fine."The sound of his palm slamming against the glass coffee table shattered the tense silence. I flinched."Don’t play dumb with me. Don't lie to me, Adrian," he growled, his voice a dangerous whisper. "Something's w
ADRIAN'S POV I grasped her chin and turned her head, forcing her to stare into the mirror at me. My deep, dark gaze were hooded in the dimly lit room. I withdrew my dick for a while. I seized her hip with my free hand and pulled my ass closer to me, positioning my dick right at her entrance again. "I'm going to ruin you"Before she could react and stop me, I slipped myself inside of her. I pounded into her harder and faster than I did in my past sexual escapades ever had, my thrusts long and deep. She clutched the corner of the couch in her fists and stared into the mirror above the dresser, her pussy clenching around my huge cock.After wrapping my arm around her waist, I skillfully rubbed her clit, my fingers moving between her glistening pussy lips and across her clit, back and forth and back and forth, the movement is endless."More," she moaned, I felt pressure rising in her core. "Give me more. Please."I thrust into her harder, my hands seizing her waist and fingers curling
ADRIAN'S POVThe cool leather of the couch pressed against my back, a stark contrast to the burning heat that was building inside me. The heavy oak of the bookshelf loomed above, my arm chained to it by a pair of cold, unforgiving cuffs. I was trapped.Selena took a step closer, the scent of her perfume filling my senses. She trailed a finger down my chest, each touch sending jolts of electricity through my body."And what punishment do you think you deserve, Adrian?" she whispered, her breath warm against my ear."I swear answering your call with me naked isn't intentional," I breathed, my gaze locked on hers.Her lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. That smile… it promised pleasure, pain, and everything in between.She leaned down, her lips hovering just above mine. "Excuses, excuses."And with that, the torture began. A slow, delicious torture of kisses and caresses, of whispered promises and denied desires. Her fingers danced across my skin, exploring every inch of my chest, my
ADRIAN'S POVThe tension in Quinn Manor was thick enough to cut with a knife. All eyes were on me after my pathetic attempt to downplay things with Selena. "We're just getting to know each other," I'd said, like some awkward teenager. Then Mr. Quinn Sr. – Selena's grandfather, the man who could make or break empires with a snap of his fingers – had erupted in laughter. Genuine, booming laughter that echoed through the opulent dining room.Confusion warred with a growing sense of dread. I blinked, unsure if I'd misspoken, or worse, offended him. But then he smiled, a surprisingly warm, approving smile. “I like your honesty, Adrian. Your sincerity. I expected some young buck slick charmers to try and take advantage of Selena’s… situation, claim Selena as his own just for the… prestige."He glanced at Selena, a glint in his eye. "Don't lose him, dear. Put him in your pocket if you have to." He then turned back to me. "I give you my blessing. If you decide to go public, you have my full
ADRIAN'S POV The phone call with Selena had ended moments ago, and my closet was already under siege. What did one wear to a "family dinner" when your role was "arm candy"? Apparently, Selena had anticipated my sartorial panic. A text popped up: "Hey Adrian, went on to this store ASAP. They were expecting you. I've already informed them to give a suit that complements the color of my gown. They will take your body measure to insure it is perfectly accentuate every part of your body."I replied, "Wow! It seems that this dinner is really something if you're going all out."Her response was immediate and laced with her signature brand of playful dominance: "Oh you will see tonight. See you handsome! For my family sake, don't went there topless okay?"I chuckled, remembering the mortifying... and apparently, memorable incident a few moments ago where I’d answered her FaceTime shirtless after showering. Selena, forever the tease.The designer store lived up to its reputation. I barely st
DAMIEN'S POVI was recounting my escapades in France, the two women in the VIP section eager to impress, their expensive perfume a heady mix. Adrian was smiling, genuinely interested, which was typical of him. He'd just finished telling me about how he’d secured Selena’s approval during her surprise visit to the clinic, impressing her with our efficiency.Then the bar girls arrived. Suddenly, hands were on my shoulders, giggles filled my ears. I saw Adrian’s face. It was a fleeting expression, almost unnoticeable in the strobe lights, but there was a flicker of something…pain? Disappointment? "Excuse me," he mumbled, his voice tight. "I need to… hit the dance floor."Before I could decipher it, he was gone, swallowed by the dancing throng.The girls were draped all over me now just like the previous times I'm here. One was whispering in my ear, the other was tracing patterns on my chest. It should have been enjoyable, a standard Saturday night indulgence. But it wasn't. My mind was e