After regaining some strength, he rose and went to dispose of the condom in a bin behind his desk. He unintentionally gazes at Bash who had a smile and look of admiration on his face. He didn’t return the smile rather he busied himself with getting dressed. He gave Bash a once over look. “You should get dressed too.” Bash’s cheeky smile broaden. “Okay, ” he said as he obediently began to pick his clothes. Seating in his original spot behind the desk, Storm didn’t know what to say. He powered his MacBook and stared at the screen intently as Bash sat opposite of him. Bash had his elbows on the desk with his chin on his crossed fingers. He stared at Storm and felt attracted to him, he looked so handsome when he works. This drop dead gorgeous man is his love, his rare gem. “Can I spend the night in your room?” He asked with hopeful eyes. Storm clenched his fist, he looked at Bash. “I don’t like sharing my bed with anyone, “he said. Bash’s heart skipped but not
A beautiful Friday evening, the birds were chirping and the sterling skies looked burnt orange white with the sun preparing to go to sleep for the day. It was the prefect inspiration Bash needed to draw.He took a whiff of the fresh air from his window and smiled before heading out. He skipped through the halls, saying hi to all the by passing servants who felt entranced by his cute smile. How can a man be this adorable? Getting to the glass door entry of the garden, Bash saw a silhouette that made his heart skip. He had not seen the person's face but he could roughly guess who it was. Storm opened the door and was about to take a step forward when he noticed Bash then he halted. He gestures with his right hand for Bash to enter but the boy shook his head. Since he had a bag with paint brushes sticking out of it and a white board with its stand under his left armpit, Storm understood he wanted to paint. Bash shifted from Storm’s part with a forced smile. “After you
The party was holding in the ballroom in the mansion, yes there was a ballroom in the storm estate, it was that large . Many Elites and their children dressed like they were attending an award show. The event was always kept away from the media, they were usually aware of where it was to be held and who is throwing the bash but were never allowed into the premises. In the least, they could get photos of the businessmen/ politicians arriving at the venue. The best dressed would be talked about for weeks after the event and that always spike up their popularity so all the Elites always came looking dazzling. A major requirement for an Elite to enter the premises was the submission of every mobile devices and any form of recorder on their person. It was a strictly confidential event. * Gazing at his reflection in the mirror, Bash smacked his lips. “I guess I don’t look so bad, “he said. This is a lie, he looked like a spy from a James Bond movie in his fitted lape
To Panda, Zayn Jericho was the Zayn Malik of drama entertainment industry. Too bad no phones allowed, Bash would have taken a bunch of photos. Zayn Jericho ‘s father was a minister thus the reason why he was permitted to enter. Bash’s attention was suddenly caught by the sight of Storm in the arms of a woman and not just anyone but the spoilt Danielle! It was no news that she has been hunting Storm like a desperate spinster. “The bitch …” He murmured through his teeth. “What was that? “Zayn asked because he didn’t hear Bash properly. “Nothing.” Bash said, he shocked Zayn by spinning so he could continue peering at the dancing twosome with his jealous eyes. At the same time Storm swiveled Danielle and locked gaze with Bash. Bash’s cheeks turn pink but then he was reminded that he was angry at the man. To spite him, he whispered something in Zayn’s ears seductively. Storm didn’t realize when he narrowed his eyes. Clearing his throat, he stopped dancing with Danielle. He abandon
Bash began to act delirious, his eyes would have rolled out of its socket if not for the careful creation of the human body.Finally had enough, Storm penetrated Bash’s rosebud and began to thrust slowly.The current position didn’t give him full access to those round buttocks so he pulled out and turned Bash around, it didn’t release from his temporary cuffs even though the flipping was fast.Storm elevated Bash’s buttocks, his head and chest still flat on the bed. Storm pushed his hard rod in Bash’s puckered hole and began to move semantically while spanking the giggly ass.The ride continued with loud moans filling the air from both men.Eventually, Storm was kind enough to help Bash jerk off as he found his bliss.Pulling out, he freed Bash's hands before laying beside him.After his intense panting, Bash gazed at Storm and as expected the man was not looking his way. He sighed then got up, he was already used to this treatment, after sex Storm became a different person.He began to
Bash let out a sigh of relief when the vehicle drove away after he alighted. He instantly frowned as he came to a realization, Panda must have reported him. “Snitch.” He gritted his teeth. He immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Panda’s number while storming back to the school. “Panda, where are you?” He asked angrily. “… I am coming, don’t go anywhere!” He hung up after saying that. There was an abandoned lecture room they usually hung out when they had free period and wanted to avoid people. Panda was there with her boyfriend, Bailey. Bash barged in on them making out intensely. He placed his hand akimbo then use the other to snap in the air as he said, “okay lovebirds, timeout! And Bailey kindly excuse us, I want to talk to your boyfriend.” Panda frowned and got off Bailey that she was sitting on . She crossed her arms and looked Bash in the eyes. “What the fuck is wrong with you, why are you being disrespectful?” Bash knew how much Panda dislikes whe
Storm crossed the distance between them, he tried to touch Bash’s face but he dodged his hand. For the first time forever, Bash could see genuine concern in Storm’s eyes. He grounded his jaws in frustration at the rejection then asked, “are you okay? Who made you cry ?” Bash took a step back towards his hallway to disperse their close proximity. “With all due respect Mr. Storm, but my wellbeing is not your business.” Storm in turn took a big step forward and held Bash in his arms. He lifted the shocked boy’s chin and pressed a warm kiss on his lips. “Now that’s where you are wrong, Amor, your wellbeing is my business.” Bash’s mouth that fell after the sudden kiss slowly closed he tried to break free but Storm’s grip was firm, however he continued struggling. “Let me go Storm, if you are horny go get one of your playthings to cater for your needs but right now I am not in the mood.” Storm’s shoulders dropped as he heaved tiredly. How comical that a boy who has
Storm let out a soft sigh. He push Bash’s fallen hair behind his ear then pinched his right earlobe playfully. “Don’t get too excited, I haven’t given you my conditions.”“Oh—okay, “Bash said uneasily. “I will be your boyfriend but you must never force me to profess love to you unless I indeed want to,” Storm said. Although the idea of not hearing his boyfriend say he loves him tasted sour in Bash’s mind, he accepted, he was desperate. “Okay.” He forced a smile. “In exchange for my attention you must satisfy my sexual urges unconditionally, no complains, is that okay by you?” Storm asked. ‘No, what if you do something I dislike?’ Bash wanted to say but foolishly rephrased at the last minute. “As long it is within my capacity, I will do as you wish.” Storm smirked.” It will be within your capacity.” The smirk on his handsome face seemed rather mischievous, it made the hair on the back of Bash’s neck stand but the lovesick boy ignored the feeling. “Our re