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“ You should've seen how engaged they were. They didn't even notice that I was there”, Esther said, her hands moving in gesture as she expressed herself. “ Oh my gosh, wait, really? That really happened?” I asked, excitement flowing through my arteries. “ For sure. Matilda here was busy dancing and drinking herself to stupor, she just didn't know what was going on”. “ Oh please”, Matilda retorted, “ I was basically doing what every normal person would do at a party, unlike someone who was busy being a live CCTV camera”, she rolled her eyes and we all laughed. “ So I'm the CCTV camera?” Esther asked, pointing to herself and still chuckling. “ Do you actually need anyone to tell you that?” I said. “ Wow, okay, okay, no problem”, she said, feigning annoyance. “ Don't worry, you are so good at what you do and we love you for that”, I said, smiling mischievously. “ Yes, and we deeply respect your passion”, Matilda added and we burst out in laughter again, our lungs explod
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“ What's going on here?”, someone's voice broke the fearful silence that had already taken over my soul. “ What are you guys up to?” Coach Mbape asked, his hands resting on his tiny waist. Never have I felt so thankful that someone interrupted something that I was a part of. “ Nothing coach”, Franklin said as he let go of me, changing his voice from the dreadful one I heard few seconds ago to a childlike one - the dude must've had a multiple personality disorder or something. “ Come on, get your tiny legs on the tracks”, he said, moving his hands like a choir master as he motioned for us to move out. He called us ‘ tiny legs’ while his own legs couldn't appropriately carry his potbelly, the one that made him look so much like a pregnant woman. “ Okay coach”, I said and immediately moved away from him, taking quick steps as I headed for the door. I still felt his deadly gaze on my back, and only when I stepped on the tracks was I able to actually breath. “ Set yourselves i
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Nuel's POV “ Father, I heard they would be a storm”, Mrs Athena said, clutching her Bible to her chest in that sense of self righteousness that eluded nothing but pretence. “ Really? I also heard it on the news”, Mrs Jane chipped in, also holding her Bible but not to her chest. Even though she clicked so well with Mrs Athena, she didn't wear her religion as a shield over her real self. “ Wow, what news channel? The daily news?” I asked, trying to get in flow with the conversation. “ Both the daily news and the CNN. They said it will be caused by the longshore drift from the north Atlantic Ocean, and strictly warned that we should expect it in a few days”, Mrs Jane said, laying out the news as if she was the news caster. “ That won't be good”, I said, frowning my face and wondering if I was frowning because of the storm news or because of the two women who had held me in captivity for like thirty minutes. “ I guess it will be good to also let the congregation know about it
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Collins' POV It always felt stupid. To die for someone you loved, it always felt stupid to me. Even when Sam Smith released a song called “ somebody to die for”, I felt he was stupid enough to want to die for someone. Why would you want to die for anybody in the name of love? I remember watching this Asian movie: League Of Avengers; I couldn't tell if it was Korean or Chinese, but it seemed somewhere in the middle, just like I couldn't tell if Jumong or Alchemy Of Souls was Korean or Chinese. In the movie, Bi Yao, the female lead, sacrificed herself for Xiao Fan, the male lead, to save him from being killed by the leader of the righteous sect. Yes, Jesus Christ died for us; we were told, but that was different, he is God, and he was doing it to save all mankind, not some cute guy that he loved, and as I there stood on the sanctuary, in the dim darkness caused by the power shortage, and the heavy rainy noise that was accompanied with lightning and thunder, I came to understand J
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Before his death. Collins' POV “ So what will you do if you ever catch me with another man?” I asked Nuel as I sat on his dick, riding him like a motorcycle. His two hands held my butt cheeks, helping me bounce up and down up on his dick. “ That man will have to die by my hand”, he said in the middle of his ecstasy, tightening his butt, making pretty sure that he was getting to his climax. I laughed a little, throwing my head back for a while as my palm laid on his tummy. I brought my head back, and in a moment of lust and satisfaction, I put my right hand around his neck, as if to strangle him, still rolling and twerking with his dick inside of me. “ Say it again daddy”, I said, locking eyes with him. A mischievous smile grew on his face and he let go of my butt cheeks, breathing hastily as he said, “ he will die by my hand. You are mine and mine alone”, he said, sounding so serious that it made me shudder internally for a second, but all in all, I loved it, and hearing him
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Nuel’s POV I laid in bed for a few more minutes after Collins left, still feeling horny. Having sex with him could be compared to taking a walk in paradise, and nothing made me more satisfied than the fact that he was mine, totally mine. I had been the first person to penetrate him, and so far I was the only one, and that gave me immense joy. I was always a preserved person, and I never wanted to share things with people, and that included Collins. At first it was supposed to be a hookup. I was horny and didn't know who could help me satisfy my sexual desires, but then a young stud walked right into my dm, asking if I was interested, after seeing what I had posted online using a fake account. We exchanged pictures and I agreed to meet up with him. He seemed way too young and I didn't want to fall into the temptation of having a sexual relationship with a minor, so I asked him to bring his ID along. After our first encounter, I felt drawn to him, and just like that, I asked
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“ I'm sorry father”, the poor boy said, his head bent. “ Sorry for what? I asked a question which obviously needs an answer”, I said, still keeping the smile plastered on my face even though he wasn't looking at me. His checkered shirt and shorts looked good on him, with his hair that was neatly carved and combed. “ Sorry father”, he said again, seeming as if he was about to burst into tears. “ Why don't we take a seat there”, I pointed to the chair at the base of a giant crucifix statue. As we sat, I took a long look at him as we both delved in silence. He looked so much like his mother, so much that it wouldn't be debatable if it was said that his mother spat him out instead of birthing him. “ Andrew, what exactly are you sorry for?” I asked again, as gently as I could, sitting not to close but yet not too far from him. He needed his space and I knew it. “ For everything father. For watching porn, for disappointing my mother, for troubling you with my issue, for wi
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