Baby Boy

Jeremy pov:

The shrill sound of my alarm woke me up at 5 am. I may not be everyone's cup of tea, but I'm definitely a morning person. 

As I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and grabbed my phone, I checked my I*******m feed. Right at the top of my feed was Steve's story. Curiosity piqued, I clicked on it, only to see a scantily clad Nancy and a shirtless Steve lying on Steve's bed. As my eyes roamed over Steve's chiseled physique, I couldn't help but feel a tingle. Quickly snapping myself out of my reverie, I put my phone away.

Steve seems to enjoy having sex with many girls, but he never seems to take any of them seriously. He's a one-night stand guy, and people like him make my blood boil. I mean, how can someone just have sex and forget about them so easily? It's not right. 

I used to believe that making love should be meaningful for both men and women, but it seems like people nowadays only focus on their own pleasure. It's a cringeworthy thought, really. For me, I'm proud to say that I'm still a virgin, and I'm not ashamed of it. I believe that when the time is right, I'll find someone who values me for who I am and not just for my body.

I hopped into the shower and quickly got myself ready within 30 minutes. I grabbed my bag and phone and headed downstairs to the kitchen. 

I got to work on making myself a delicious breakfast consisting of crispy bacon, fluffy scrambled eggs, and hot buttered toast. I take pride in my cooking abilities, but unfortunately, I only have myself to cook for. I sat down at the dining table and enjoyed my breakfast in peace, as I have grown accustomed to staying at home alone. My parents are always traveling around the world, leaving me to fend for myself. However, my peace was short-lived, as Steve had a knack for ruining my peace.

As I finished my breakfast, I locked the front door and hopped into my car. I still had an hour before school started, but I preferred to get there early to avoid Steve. When I arrived, the school was empty, and I made my way up to the terrace, leaning against the wall and gazing up at the peaceful morning sky. I plugged in my earphones, cranked up the volume, and let the music transport me to another world.

Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder, pulling out my earphones. I turned around to find Steve standing there with a smug expression on his face. My heart raced as I wondered how he had found me so early in the morning. I tried to step back, but my foot hit the wall, and I was trapped. Steve's smirk only made me feel more helpless, and I wished I could disappear in that moment.

"Good morning, baby boy. Did you have breakfast?" he asked.

"Yes, I did", I replied.

"What did you eat?" Steve inquired.

"I had some scrambled eggs and toast," I answered.

"Um! That makes my mouth water. I feel like eating now. How?", he asked.

"I can bring you breakfast from outside," I offered, not wanting to upset Steve.

"No, Jeremy. It's okay. I am just sad that you had breakfast without me. And now I want to punish you for that," Steve said, with a mischievous glint in his eye that made me feel uneasy.

"But Steve..." I tried to speak, but before he could finish his sentence, Steve cut him off.

"SHUT UP!" Steve shouted, making me flinch in fear.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I tried to catch my breath. I looked up at him, trembling with fear and anger. 

"How dare you keep silent when that idiot Oliver kicked me? How dare you walk away? Because of you, I felt humiliated. You should feel the same," he spat out.

As I stood there in front of Steve, I could feel my heart racing with fear. I knew I had messed up big time.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault Steve," I said, my voice shaking with worry. 

"I will make it up to you. I will do anything you ask," I added, hoping to calm him down.

"No, you should feel that humiliation," he said, his voice cold and hard.

As he stepped closer, I could feel my back hit the wall. I was trapped, and I didn't know what he was going to do. My mind raced as I tried to imagine the worst likely scenario.

"No, please don't hurt...," my voice trailed off, my fear getting the better of me.

But instead of hurting me, Steve surprised me by slowly unbuttoning my shirt. I was confused.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

My heart was pounding as he unbuttoned my shirt. I was standing there, helpless and confused, wondering what he was going to do next. He unzipped down my pants, and I tried to push him away, but he was too strong.

"What are you doing?" I screamed.

"I want to see you." He said, smirking.

I froze. I couldn't move a muscle, even though I knew I should have stopped him. My heart raced as I stood there, feeling his skin against my skin. I felt a rush of excitement mixed with fear, wondering what was going to happen next.

As I stood there in underwear, his eyes roamed over my body. And then he reached out and touched my abs, sending a shiver down my spine and taking my breath away.

"It's so hard. Are you feeling aroused, baby boy?" he asked, looking down with a gaze that made me feel uneasy.

"Steve, what are you doing?" I asked, my confusion evident in my tone.

As I stood there, he leaned in close and whispered, "I want you, Jer." 

His lips brushed against my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

My face flushed with embarrassment as I moaned without my constant, and I could feel the smirk on Steve's face as he pressed his lips to my neck. I knew what he wanted, but I couldn't give in. 

"Please, Steve," I begged, feeling the conflict between my mind and body.

As he nippled my neck, I knew it was going to leave a mark. His hands slid into my underwear, teasing and caressing every inch of my cock. I couldn't contain my excitement and moaned, as my body responded to his every touch. I couldn't resist the urge to run my fingers through his hair and pulling them, causing him to groan.

I felt a rush of excitement as we continued, unsure if it was right but unable to resist the pleasure. I finally reached my peak and as he held me close, his hands were covered in my come, a smirk on his face. His tongue darted out, licking the liquid from his fingers, and I couldn't help but feel fully satisfied. I quickly pulled my underwear up.

My heart was racing as he whispered in my ear, "Did you love it, baby boy?" 

I couldn't even speak, so I just nodded my head, my breath coming in brief gasps.

He smirked and stepped back, leaving me feeling a bit lost. But then he surprised me by gently helping me dress, and I found myself enjoying this intimate moment.

As he was leaving, he leaned in to kiss my cheek and whispered, "See you again, baby boy."