ADRIAN'S POVAfter Selena and Grandpa Alex visit, I decided to distract myself by watching a movie. My eyes were glued to the television, lost in the world of a sci-fi epic. Explosions, spaceships, alien landscapes – anything to keep the real world at bay.The movie was reaching its climax, the lead characters making a last stand against the overwhelming forces of the villain. Just as the final battle began, the door to my hospital room swung open with a bang. I jolted, my heart leaping into my throat.I looked up, shocked, to see Damien striding towards me, his face a mask of disapproval. He glanced from my face to the television screen, and then, without a word, reached for the remote and switched it off."What the… Damien! It was the most important part!" I shrieked, frustration bubbling inside me.He glared down at me, his gaze sharp and intense. "When I told you to stay in the hospital, Adrian, I meant for you to rest, not tire yourself out watching movies like you're at home.""
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 POVAfter Selena and Grandpa Alex visit, I decided to distract myself by watching a movie. My eyes were glued to the television, lost in the world of a sci-fi epic. Explosions, spaceships, alien landscapes – anything to keep the real world at bay.The movie was reaching its climax, the lead characters making a last stand against the overwhelming forces of the villain. Just as the final battle began, the door to my hospital room swung open with a bang. I jolted, my heart leaping into my throat.I looked up, shocked, to see Damien striding towards me, his face a mask of disapproval. He glanced from my face to the television screen, and then, without a word, reached for the remote and switched it off."What the… Damien! It was the most important part!" I shrieked, frustration bubbling inside me.He glared down at me, his gaze sharp and intense. "When I told you to stay in the hospital, Adrian, I meant for you to rest, not tire yourself out watching movies like you're at home.""
DAMIEN'S POVThe exhaustion clung to me like a second skin. Consulting with patients all morning, navigating their needs, always took its toll. I rubbed my temples, a familiar ache blooming behind my eyes. A quick bathroom break was all I needed, a momentary escape before diving back into the paperwork. I leaned back in my swivel chair, massaging my temples, trying to knead away the building tension. A few stretches did little to alleviate the stiffness from hours of sitting. I glanced outside my office door. Adrian’s office door was closed. The clinic felt strangely muted, hollow without the sound of his enthusiastic, booming voice. It was already lunchtime, and usually, by this time, Adrian would cheerfully barge in, a whirlwind of energy, asking for my lunch order. "The usual, Damien?" he'd always ask, a mischievous glint in his eyes. I missed that small ritual, that little burst of sunshine.I hastened my bathroom break, hoping maybe Adrian would be back by the time I returned.
ADRIAN'S POV I slowly opened my eyes, wincing at the pain that still lingered in my body. Every muscle screamed with protest with each tiny movement I made. It was already Monday morning, just a day after I was attacked by Jace in the gym's parking lot.Honestly, a part of me couldn't entirely blame Jace, even with the throbbing pain in my side. Jace had thought I was Damien, and his jealousy had gotten the better of him. I had given Sandra a ride to the bus stop, an innocent act born out of simple human decency, which had led to the confusion. While I couldn't blame Jace for his actions, I did condemn the way he dealt with his jealousy issues, especially considering he was the one who broken Sandra's heart by cheating on her in the first place. With her best friend, no less. Disgusting.As I lay in my inclined bed, I tried to shift positions, but the doctor's advice to refrain from too much sitting echoed in my mind. The stress on my newly stitched stab wounds was still a concern. I
DAMIEN'S POV Adrian lay in the hospital bed, pale and still, a stark contrast to the vibrant, energetic man I knew. I watched him, guilt gnawing at me. Just a few minutes ago, I tentatively asked him if he remembered who had attacked him in the gym parking lot. His reaction had been… strange. Not anger, not fear, but a flinching, almost physical recoiling, like he was trying to escape a memory. I chalked it up to trauma, to the lingering shock of the attack. But deep down, a knot of unease tightened in my stomach. Something felt wrong. After texting Sienna, to cancel Adrian's appointments and inform his patients about his hospitalization, I was back at his side. He is awake. I was peeling an apple for him, the crisp scent filling the sterile air, when he spoke, his voice was raspy. "You know I can eat that apple with the skin on, right? You don't need to peel it," he chuckled, a weak, breathy sound. "Don't be a spoilsport," I replied, trying to mask the worry in my voice. "Just le
ADRIAN'S POVAfter what felt like an eternity, I finally blinked my eyes open, trying to focus. . It felt like I’d been out for days, though the clock on the wall suggested it had only been a few hours. My eyelids felt incredibly heavy, the after-effects of the anesthesia still lingering. I woken up in fits and starts before, but my vision had always been hazy like looking through a fogged-up window, glimpses of blurry faces and muted sounds . This time, though, the first thing I saw was a crisp, white ceiling – unmistakably a hospital.My body felt like a lead weight, every muscle screaming in protest. I was sore and battered, a painful reminder of what had happened. A dull throb pounded in my head. Tentatively, I reached up and touched the bandages wrapped around my forehead. My right hand felt restricted, then I noticed the IV drip snaking its way into my vein. I tried to sit up, but a sharp, searing pain shot through my abdomen, instantly reminding me of the two stabs that had nea
DAMIEN'S POV The burn in my muscles was a welcome distraction. Another set done, I scanned the familiar space of Spartan Fitness. Where was he? Adrian. He was always here, pushing me, spotting me, making some ridiculous joke about protein shakes. It’s been almost two months since he abandoned our shared gym. Two months since I last saw his goofy grin across the bench press. I still didn't get it. Eight years, we’d sweated and strained together in this place. I still didn't know the real reason behind his departure. He mumbled something about needing a "change of scenery" and "new challenges," but his eyes told a different story, a story he wasn't ready to share with me. Or maybe he was, and I was just too blind to see it. Bullshit. It felt like a betrayal, a tear in the fabric of our routine. I swallowed my frustration, I told myself it was a good thing, a chance for us both to grow individually. A noble thought, but it felt hollow. The shower was a temporary solace. Hot water poun
ADRIAN'S POV The world swam back into a blurry, painful existence. My head throbbed with a relentless, pounding rhythm, each pulse a white-hot flash behind my eyes. The metallic tang of blood filled my nostrils, and the asphalt scraped against my cheek. I was lying on the cold, unforgiving ground of the gym's parking lot, my vision a hazy mess of distorted shapes and smeared light.A harsh, mocking laugh sliced through the fog in my brain. "Oh, Doctor, you're already down? Come on, stand up, fight me!"My tongue felt thick and unresponsive as I forced out a slurred question. "Who... who are you? Why are you doing this?"The sound of heavy footsteps approached, each one sending a jolt of pain through my skull. It crunched closer. A sharp, agonizing pain erupted in my abdomen. I gasped, curling into a fetal position, trying to escape the torment. The tip of something hard and unyielding – the baseball bat, I realized – had just been jammed into my gut. I instinctively tried to crawl aw
ADRIAN'S POVThe question hung in the air, thick and uncomfortable. "So, you were Damien's client tonight? Is the session finished, then?" I hadn't meant to blurt it out, the words escaping before I could fully process the cocktail of anxiety and curiosity swirling inside me.Sandra blinked, a flicker of surprise crossing her face. Her hesitation was a neon sign screaming confirmation. "What... what do you mean?" she stammered, clearly trying to deflect.I chuckled, a hollow, mirthless sound. "Look, there's no need to hide it from me. I told you I worked at the clinic. I'm aware of what's happening there every Tuesday and Friday night." My voice was deliberately casual, but inside, my stomach was twisting itself into knots.Relief seemed to wash over her, her shoulders relaxing slightly. "Yes," she admitted. "I was Dr. Damien's client for the night."I forced a smile, a brittle thing that felt more like a grimace. A pang of something akin to jealousy, laced with a sharp, stinging pa
DAMIEN'S POVShe tried to deep throated me again and again, the sensation was overwhelming. She slid her wet flexible tongue to my cock while thrusting it in and out her mouth.The wetness and warmness of her mouth engulfing me fully was unbearable, I instantly feel my cock pulsated and throbbed inside it. The tingling sensation of my cock going in and out of her mouth swirled in. I guide her head and push it down to go deeper and swallow me fully inside her mouth.The room filled with the sounds of her gasps, her moans, the wet sounds of slurping and gagging. She continued to work on me, her pace changes from slow and deliberate at first, gradually building in intensity. She also started to explore every part of my surrounding area of my cock . She played with my balls, softly squeezing and caressing them, using her hands to fondle them one by one before bringing me back to the main show. I was impressed with her progress and continued to give her instructions on how to improve.I fe