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2025-04-03 05:16:43
Anna WynterOur lovely 'violence charged' Alistair thought dating Eva seriously would tune down the attraction. Guess he didn't see this coming. Poor boy. 😔
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~ ALISTAIR ~My backpack drops on the chair with a thud and I draw out the other chair before settling before him. All the while, he didn't lift his head from the book he was reading.Fucker.It took me a lot of private chastising sessions before I finally decided to come to this lesson again. I'm not a coward and me not coming or wanting to see him is like me proving to him that there's something going on with me when in reality there's… not.Or, at least, I don't want him thinking anything. I don't want any new normal. Give me some time, and I'll be back to normal.My fingers drum on the table impatiently as my knee bounces, trying to get his attention. But the silence draws on.“Hey.” I call between clenched teeth before leaning forward and yanking the book away from his grip.Then, I drop it on the table with a thud. He tilts his head up slowly, face bored like usual. Like he wasn't at Ray's pool party whispering shit to me and grinding his hard dick against mine.I keep my face
Last Updated : 2025-04-04PLAYING THE PLAYER (M×M) Calvin
~ CALVIN ~Is this what it feels like to be ignored?Not the usual ignoring—the kind that comes with glares and eye rolls, the kind that happens after I’ve cornered him, after I’ve pushed too far. No, this is different. This silence is deafening.Messages, unanswered. Unopened.Calls, ignored.Voice notes, unplayed.Alistair Morano is avoiding me.This isn’t a game anymore. I know his type—cocky, self-righteous, proud to a fault. Won’t admit to wanting something until it’s forced into their hands. That way, they can pretend it wasn’t their choice, pretend they had no control. It’s pathetic.So why the hell isn’t he here?My fingers twitch, and I double-tap my phone’s screen for what must be the hundredth time today. The five hundred dollars he sent me this morning courtesy of standing order, is still untouched.Fuck.Must be ironic wanting someone that has me on a standing order right?My dick doesn't care. My body doesn't care.I lean back into my chair, tipping my head against the b
Last Updated : 2025-04-04PLAYING THE PLAYER (M×M) 1. Alistair
~ ALISTAIR ~Bait.Wait.Strike.As soon as we step foot into the locker room with me leading the line, I turn and yank Gunner by the collar before descending on him and throwing a punch to his stupidly sweaty face.I can feel hands trying to yank me off his miserable body but I hold still, transgressing my anger on him.“What the fuck, Tae!” I hear my teammates gasp as they try to pull me off him. But I wasn't having any of it as I leaned my weight on my knee which was pressed deep into Gunner's stomach while he grunted as if he was about to vomit the water he'd drank on the field.He should vomit the fucking thing.I throw punch after punch to his disgusting face, cutting off his fruitless attempts to hit me back until he's a gasping bloody mess below me. That's when I finally yielded to the yanks, chest heaving.“Won't you consider my offer to visit an anger management class?”My head snaps to Ray who'd spoken, gritting my teeth.“Bastard.”Then, I turn and match deeper into the lo
Last Updated : 2025-03-09PLAYING THE PLAYER (M×M) 2. Alistair
~ ALISTAIR ~I hate most Mondays.Especially the Mondays in which I have a 9am lecture. Unfortunately, I hate all Mondays this semester. I have 9am lectures throughout.And escaping is not even an option. Comes with the entire final year shit package.I adjust my leather jacket before grabbing my backpack and my key. And I mentally let out a sigh of relief when I step out of the now empty house.Everyone's gone, more to my advantage.I start my car and speed off to one of the banes of my existence… school. Some minutes later, I pull up into the lecture hall's parking lot before stepping out of my car and slinging my backpack over my shoulder.Outside is almost empty and the last bit of students are already disappearing through the double doors. Looks like I'm the last one. Again.With a shrug, I make my way into the hall. I walk for a few minutes before pushing open the second door of the lecture room.A grunt tears through my throat as Professor Wilson's eyes lands on me as soon as
Last Updated : 2025-03-09PLAYING THE PLAYER (M×M) 3. Calvin
~ CALVIN ~As soon as I step foot into the façade of a manor, the smell of cigarettes pierces my nostrils. I groan, tugging my hoody over my head as I try to walk without being noticed.But yikes!His eyes land on me the moment I step in.Father smiles, showcasing his brownish teeth and the cigarette dangling between his lips.“Welcome son.” I nod, not in the mood to keep the conversation going. I want to scream at him again, want to warn him. But no, he never listens. How can someone diagnosed with chronic kidney failure continue to take substances that have caused it? You know what? Fuck this shit.“How was school?” He asks again and I turn to him, brows raised.“What do you want, father?”He chuckles, swatting the air as he blows the poisonous smoke into the air and I hold my breath. “It's just that the money you brought has finished. I would like to have another one. Oh, and your mother’s too, she told me she'd not eaten.”Knowing him, he probably forced her to hand over her mone
Last Updated : 2025-03-10PLAYING THE PLAYER (M×M) 4. Alistair
~ ALISTAIR ~ “Ali, did you see the message sent to the main group?” Ray asks as we walk to the field, side by side.I chew the insides of my mouth as I grip my bag tighter.“Umm no, what's it about?”His eyes dart around us at the people passing and he lowers his head, peering up at me as we continue walking. “People are here.” He says in a hushed tone and tilts his chin to my phone which was in my hand. “Be fast and check.”I glance at my phone's screen, the message notification glaring at me. My thumb hovers over it, but the words are already starting to blur together letters shifting before my eyes.Fuck. Not now. Not here.Shaking my head, I drop my hand. “I will check it later. I'm not wearing my glasses.” I lied. “You can tell me when we reach the locker room.” “Well…” He shrugs casually as we continue walking.I have a secret.One that I can't afford other people knowing so as not to tarnish the Morano name. Father's words not mine.I adjust my sunglasses as we finally cross
Last Updated : 2025-03-10PLAYING THE PLAYER (M×M) 5. Alistair
~ ALISTAIR ~I squint my eyes, focusing hard on the words, trying to grasp them before they flicker and disappear before I can pin them down, my brain scrambling to make sense of them.Is it ‘from’ or ‘form’? ‘B’ or ‘D’? ‘Was’ or ‘saw’? The harder I try, the worse it gets. Like a cruel joke dumb me couldn't grasp.This is not helping.I have a secret. One that if let out will tarnish the family name. I'm dyslexic.The Moranos are supposed to be brilliant. Ruthless. Untouchable. A fucking legacy.But me?I'm the broken link in a perfect bloodline. The failure no one talks about.They saw it. They knew. But instead of helping me, they buried it like it was some shameful disease. Moranos don't need help from doctors for a weakness like this. They don't need help. They just… win. It runs in the blood. And if they can't… They pretend.Like me.I zoom the words in, adjusting my glasses on the bridge of my nose as I try to read the whole sentence while trying to push back a looming headache
Last Updated : 2025-03-10PLAYING THE PLAYER (M×M) Alistair
~ ALISTAIR ~I shove my keys into my pocket, barely giving a second thought to the car door slamming behind me as my eyes dart around.The library's parking lot is quiet, almost too quiet. I can hear my heart pounding loudly in my chest as if reminding me that I'm here, doing this. Fucking hell.I'd told myself that I don't care. It’s just Rutledge, just some pathetic excuse for a nerd who thinks he’s better than me. But the tension in my gut disagrees.I need help I hate that I’m feeling this. It’s fucking ridiculous. But I’ll be damned if I let him see me sweat.As I march towards the library's entrance, I shove my hands into my pockets, clenching them into fists, trying to stop the tremor wracking through me. But the nerves won’t settle. They’re already building up for what’s next.I remind myself that Rutledge doesn’t know. He won’t know.He doesn’t deserve to know.And that's it.I didn't bother to sign in my name with the librarian and just made my way to the second floor. The
Last Updated : 2025-03-14
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~ CALVIN ~Is this what it feels like to be ignored?Not the usual ignoring—the kind that comes with glares and eye rolls, the kind that happens after I’ve cornered him, after I’ve pushed too far. No, this is different. This silence is deafening.Messages, unanswered. Unopened.Calls, ignored.Voice notes, unplayed.Alistair Morano is avoiding me.This isn’t a game anymore. I know his type—cocky, self-righteous, proud to a fault. Won’t admit to wanting something until it’s forced into their hands. That way, they can pretend it wasn’t their choice, pretend they had no control. It’s pathetic.So why the hell isn’t he here?My fingers twitch, and I double-tap my phone’s screen for what must be the hundredth time today. The five hundred dollars he sent me this morning courtesy of standing order, is still untouched.Fuck.Must be ironic wanting someone that has me on a standing order right?My dick doesn't care. My body doesn't care.I lean back into my chair, tipping my head against the b
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~ ALISTAIR ~My backpack drops on the chair with a thud and I draw out the other chair before settling before him. All the while, he didn't lift his head from the book he was reading.Fucker.It took me a lot of private chastising sessions before I finally decided to come to this lesson again. I'm not a coward and me not coming or wanting to see him is like me proving to him that there's something going on with me when in reality there's… not.Or, at least, I don't want him thinking anything. I don't want any new normal. Give me some time, and I'll be back to normal.My fingers drum on the table impatiently as my knee bounces, trying to get his attention. But the silence draws on.“Hey.” I call between clenched teeth before leaning forward and yanking the book away from his grip.Then, I drop it on the table with a thud. He tilts his head up slowly, face bored like usual. Like he wasn't at Ray's pool party whispering shit to me and grinding his hard dick against mine.I keep my face
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~ ALISTAIR ~ It backfired. The operation. The bet-like operation. I'm supposed to be the master here. The one with the game console, always deciding the pace. Why the fuck am I the one always getting flustered after each encounter?! No. Something's wrong. I lean back against my chair, staring at nothing, swivelling left and right. What does a gamer do when they keep losing the game? ‘Recharge and re-strategize’ the voice in my head whispers. Bingo! But wait, what do I do? Okay, it all started at the hallway when I saved… was it even really saved? The way he gripped my wrist showed he has more strength than he let on which means he could simply beat those fuckers to pulp and if I could remember clearly, he called me a busybody. Fuck, I should have just minded my business. But it's too late for regret. When did he get under my skin? I can't even remember. Maybe he has always been there. And now, I don't even know how the fuck to get him out without bleeding to death. Fu
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~ CALVIN ~I know he’ll come after me.I counted on it.Have you ever heard of a hunter using himself as bait? This is a perfect example. I let him watch, let him seethe, let him think about it—about me. And now, here we are.His footsteps are silent under the loud music and drunken laughter, but I can feel him, his presence like a live wire in the air. His shadow stretches long and thin on the tiled floor before he steps into view.Then, I grab his wrist before he can react and yank him to my chest.A sharp gasp leaves his lips as he collides with my bare chest, his body flush against mine.His body is all muscle, heat radiating off him like fire, and fuck, I want to burn in it. His skin is a little damp like he'd taken a shower before coming out, his scent all spice and something darker. His gaze flickers down to where our bare chests are pressed together, skin on skin, the heat between us searing.For a second—just one second—he doesn’t push me away.Then his pupils blow wide, and
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~ ALISTAIR ~They’re together again.And I know I shouldn’t care, but I wouldn’t be so fucking bothered if his lips weren’t hovering near Brandon’s ear—the same way he did with me, whispering filth while his hand was on my cock.More importantly, I wouldn’t be bothered if his chest wasn’t bare. I'm only staring because I need to know what he's hiding not because he looks like a sin carved from stone.Jesusfuckingchrist.He’s built.Not just toned—well-defined, cut, the kind of body that shouldn’t belong to a so-called nerd. And at this point, I shouldn’t even be surprised. Everything about him is fake.Nerds don’t make jocks feel threatened. Not that I feel threatened or anything.Nerds wear thick-ass glasses.Nerds don’t carry themselves like they own the fucking room.Nerds sure as hell aren’t built like that.How did he get them? Has he been hitting the gym? How did I not notice?I exhale harshly, dragging my fingers through my hair. Okay, yeah. Everything about him is fake. I alre
PLAYING THE PLAYER (M×M) Alistair
~ ALISTAIR ~Why the hell did he invite him?I grip the doorknob so tight my knuckles turn white, eyes locked on fucking Ray sprawled out on the sofa like some goddamn king. Two girls are rubbing oil on his chest like it’s the opening scene of a shitty orgy.He turns lazily, raising a brow. “What?”I grind my teeth. “Why the hell is Rutledge here?”Ray grins. “Ohhh, him. He helped me out with one of the core topics for the project defense. Just had to pay him back.”“With a party? Again?” I snap.“Hey, I wasn’t the one who invited him to that bonfire.”I snort. “But you were the one who plastered the posters all over campus.”I slam the door shut before he can reply.Fuck.Leaning back against the door, I rake my hands through my hair, breathing hard. What the hell do I do now? Operation tease him until he breaks?No.I've been at it for three days. Futile if I might add. He's like an unmoving rock and I always end up getting rock hard after teasing him with words in the hallways or i
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~ ALISTAIR ~“What will you do?” I ask Ray when I finish my long explanation.Ray's the closest person I have to a friend.He lifts his head from his phone, brows arched. “Ohh, you were saying something?”I smack him on the back of his head in anger and he winces then cackles with laughter. I let out a groan and pull my hair in frustration as I fall back against the sofa’s backrest. Oh my fucking God. I was actually explaining something to the bitch not knowing he wasn't even listening to me. He drops his phone beside him, his lips still stretched in a smile as he rubs the back of his head. “Okay, repeat what you've said.”I shoot him a glare. “I should repeat everything when you won't even listen?”Right now, we are in the second sitting room in his parent's home, chilling with Netflix. It's a Friday.“I will now.” He grumbles.I pull myself up and sit straighter.“So, I'm going to start all over again. You should pay attention.”“I'm broke.”I inhale deeply and he bursts into laug
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~ CALVIN ~They are here?My eyes flicker to the exotic cars and I can easily connect the dots.The debt collector or whatever father had called it is… are here.But it's not even my twenty-third birthday yet. What is he or they doing here?Well, I've never been one to run away from my problems – except Morano which I'm seriously considering doing – So, I sidestep mother and make my way towards the main double doors. She pulls me back, her eyes pleading. I spare her a glare over my shoulders and that's enough for her to release her hold on me. I step over the threshold, my cloth dripping water with each step. As soon as I walk past the last partition, they come into view.Father sits beside two men on the long sofa while another man sit alone on one of the couches. Father and the man sitting to his left have pipes dangling between their lips while the other two cradle alcohol in their hands.Who in their right senses meet in a place as smelly as this though? Maybe it's true. Birds o
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~ CALVIN ~ Just a little slip. Just a little tip. Then, everything went crashing over the edge. Self control is essential but mine slipped. I detest overprivileged cocky jocks. In other words, Alistair Morano, but I still want to see him writhe under me. It all started when I had his cock pulsing in my palms and when I had him between me and his car. And then, like a distant dream, I was jolted awake. After that day with him sandwiched between me and the Car, he always has this leggy blonde hanging on his arms around like he's trying to prove some shit. Okay, this is what I'm talking about. Right now, I'm waiting for him at our secluded corner at the library so we can be done with today's coaching session. And yeah, he has the leggy blonde hanging on his arm as he approaches me. I clench my hands into fists under the table as he draws out a chair for her like a perfect gentleman. Loser. The blonde sits, her cheeks tinted pink as he draws out the chair beside her and settles o
