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Tempting you Blurred Lines
EvansCameroon had left quietly, but I wasn’t asleep. I’d kept my breathing steady, my eyes closed, waiting for the sound of the door clicking shut behind him. Part of me wanted to say something, to stop him from leaving, but the words didn’t come. What could I have said?When the silence returned, I opened my eyes and stared at the empty room. The sheets were still warm on his side of the bed, his scent lingering in the air—a mix of soap and something uniquely him. It had been the best night of my life. No question.I ran a hand through my hair, groaning softly. The memory of his smile, his touch, the way he’d looked at me... it was all-consuming. And yet, there was a voice in the back of my head whispering questions I didn’t have answers to. Did it mean something to him, or was I just reading too much into it?And why the hell did I care so much?By the time I met up with my friends at the pub that evening, I was still no closer to figuring it out. I’d hoped a few beers and some min
Last Updated : 2024-12-14Tempting you The Waiting Game
Cameroon - “Cam, come on! Live a little,” Dexter pleaded, sprawled dramatically across my bed like he was auditioning for a soap opera. His signature hoodie was half-zipped, and he had a bag of chips in one hand, gesturing with it for emphasis.“I’m serious, Dexter,” I said, not looking up from my laptop. “I have at least three assignments due this week. If I blow off another day, I’m doomed.”“Assignments are always due. You’ll be doomed regardless,” he shot back, crunching a chip. “But this party? It’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience.”“Every party you drag me to is supposedly a once-in-a-lifetime experience,” I muttered.“Because it is!” Dexter argued, sitting up. “Who knows? You might meet the love of your life there.”I snorted. “Love of my life? You mean like Trixie?”Dexter tossed a pillow at me, though he was grinning. “Hey, don’t knock it! Trixie and I are in a good place right now. We’re, like, spiritually connected.”“Sure,” I said dryly. “Very spiritually connected, espec
Last Updated : 2024-12-17Tempting you Unpleasant encounter
The party was already in full swing when I arrived—a perfect mix of too loud, too crowded, and somehow still tolerable because I knew most of the faces. It was one of those gatherings where you could barely take a step without running into someone you knew from class or sports or the local café down the street. But as was always the case at these gatherings, the people you couldn’t stand also showed up.And of all the people I couldn’t stand, Evans Blake was at the very top of my list.I spotted him the second I walked in. Tall, bespectacled, and every bit as infuriating as he was during our university debates. He stood by the bar, gesticulating wildly to a group of people who were all nodding along to whatever self-important crap he was spewing. God, I hated him.It wasn’t just that we were on the debate team together and that we were constantly butting heads. Evans had a knack to argue about everything. And by "everything," I mean everything—from the theory of utilitarianism to whic
Last Updated : 2024-09-28Tempting you Pointless competition
I narrowed my eyes, swirling the beer in my hand. “Still convinced that being able to quote The Art of War makes you interesting?”The people around us shifted awkwardly, sensing the brewing storm. Evans grinned, that smug smile that made my fist itch to wipe it off his face. “I’m just saying quoting strategy books is a little more useful than knowing how to throw a ball.”"Useful?" I barked out a laugh. "Yeah, nothing says 'life skills' like being able to ruin a party with strategic discourse."“You know,” Evans said, tilting his head, “I bet you couldn’t even keep up in a real competition. I’ve got stamina for days.”“Stamina, huh? You couldn’t handle a jog, let alone a real test of endurance.”One of our friends interrupted with a grin. “Why don’t you two settle this with a good old-fashioned drinking match?”The crowd perked up at this. What started as a petty exchange had turned into a public spectacle. I couldn’t back down now. Not in front of everyone. Especially not in front o
Last Updated : 2024-09-28Tempting you Morning after
The morning sun was way too bright, and my brain was still swimming in a hazy fog thanks to the brilliant idea of participating in last night’s drinking game.I groaned, glancing at my phone. 10:15 AM. Great. I had a class in exactly five minutes, and I wasn’t even out of bed yet. Philosophy. Perfect. The only thing worse than trying to understand the meaning of life with a hangover was doing it in front of Professor Daniel, who loved to call on students at their most vulnerable moments.I scrambled out of bed, throwing on the first semi-clean outfit I could find. No time for coffee. Not even time for dignity.I burst into the lecture hall like a bat out of cave, hoping, praying, and begging the universe that Evans wouldn’t be there. Surely, the golden boy of this campus would have better things to do than make it to this class. Like, maybe he had to sleep in after last night’s game too, right?Nope. There he was. Sitting in the front row, all polished and immaculate, not a single hai
Last Updated : 2024-09-28Tempting you Breakup
The neon lights outside the bar flickered like they always did, casting a hazy glow on the pavement as I made my way to the entrance. I had been looking forward to this all day—a night out with Jake in the same bar where we first met. The place had become kind of "our spot.".I scanned the bar and saw Jake, as usual, behind it. He was wearing that grin, the one that could light up a room even in a place where every corner was filled with noise and flashing lights. But something felt... off. He wasn't working the crowd like usual, wasn't leaning in to hear the regulars' stories or laughing at someone’s joke. He looked distant.I weaved through the crowd and made my way to the bar, throwing him a casual wave as I got closer. "Hey, you!"Jake looked up, and I swear his smile faltered for a split second before it returned—less bright, more polite.“Hey,” he said, his voice a little too casual. He glanced around nervously, wiping down the counter. “Can we, uh, talk for a second?”My stomac
Last Updated : 2024-10-02Tempting you Unexpected meeting
“What are you doing here?” I blurted out, still reeling from Jake’s abrupt breakup.Evans finally looked at me, pulling out a cigarette from his jacket pocket. "Do you have a lighter?" he asked, ignoring my question entirely.I blinked. "You don't even smoke."He shrugged, lighting the cigarette with a gold lighter I didn’t know he had. “Guess there’s a first time for everything.”I wasn’t sure if he was being sarcastic or genuine. With Evans, it was always hard to tell.We stood there in an awkward silence, the smoke from his cigarette curling lazily in the cool night air. I didn’t know why he was here, and frankly, I didn’t care. My mind was still spinning from Jake’s words—how things were ‘fine,’ how he wasn’t the right one for me. How it was over.'I exhaled, my breath visible in the crisp air. "Why are you really here, Evans?"He glanced at me, and for the first time, his usual arrogant smirk was gone. Instead, there was something quieter in his eyes. “I saw you walk out of the b
Last Updated : 2024-10-03Tempting you Friends
I walked into my dorm room and, as expected, found Dexter and Trixie tangled up on the couch, looking like they’d just stepped out of a romance. They were practically fused together—Dexter’s arm around her waist, their lips stuck together. Dexter and Trixie were high school sweethearts and madly in love with each other.I sighed dramatically, tossing my keys onto the counter. “Don’t let me interrupt, lovebirds. Just pretend I’m invisible. Keep ignoring me like you usually do.”Dexter barely glanced up, his attention still locked on Trixie as he muttered, “We do that all the time anyway.”Trixie, however, was less inclined to let me sulk. She untangled herself from Dexter’s grip and bounced up, her face all concern and curiosity. “Camron, wait, what’s going on? You look like someone stole your dessert.”I flopped onto my bed with a groan, covering my face with my hands. “Jake broke up with me.”“Oh, no!” Trixie gasped, plopping herself down on the edge of my bed. “That idiot! What happ
Last Updated : 2024-10-03
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Tempting you The Waiting Game
Cameroon - “Cam, come on! Live a little,” Dexter pleaded, sprawled dramatically across my bed like he was auditioning for a soap opera. His signature hoodie was half-zipped, and he had a bag of chips in one hand, gesturing with it for emphasis.“I’m serious, Dexter,” I said, not looking up from my laptop. “I have at least three assignments due this week. If I blow off another day, I’m doomed.”“Assignments are always due. You’ll be doomed regardless,” he shot back, crunching a chip. “But this party? It’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience.”“Every party you drag me to is supposedly a once-in-a-lifetime experience,” I muttered.“Because it is!” Dexter argued, sitting up. “Who knows? You might meet the love of your life there.”I snorted. “Love of my life? You mean like Trixie?”Dexter tossed a pillow at me, though he was grinning. “Hey, don’t knock it! Trixie and I are in a good place right now. We’re, like, spiritually connected.”“Sure,” I said dryly. “Very spiritually connected, espec
Tempting you Blurred Lines
EvansCameroon had left quietly, but I wasn’t asleep. I’d kept my breathing steady, my eyes closed, waiting for the sound of the door clicking shut behind him. Part of me wanted to say something, to stop him from leaving, but the words didn’t come. What could I have said?When the silence returned, I opened my eyes and stared at the empty room. The sheets were still warm on his side of the bed, his scent lingering in the air—a mix of soap and something uniquely him. It had been the best night of my life. No question.I ran a hand through my hair, groaning softly. The memory of his smile, his touch, the way he’d looked at me... it was all-consuming. And yet, there was a voice in the back of my head whispering questions I didn’t have answers to. Did it mean something to him, or was I just reading too much into it?And why the hell did I care so much?By the time I met up with my friends at the pub that evening, I was still no closer to figuring it out. I’d hoped a few beers and some min
Tempting you Aftershocks
Cameroon - "Evans, you're taking too long." My voice dripped with irritation as I looked at the clock. It had been 15 minutes since I had been lying naked in the bed while Evans typed on his laptop.I shifted uncomfortably, feeling exposed and vulnerable. "Can we please just get this over with?" I finally blurted out, unable to hide my frustration any longer."Patience, my pet," Evans said with a smirk, not bothering to look up from his screen. "Good things come to those who wait."Maybe this was foolish; why did I get into this?He finally arrived. He was just in his underwear. He was beautiful.My hard cock stood at attention."Took you long enough," I growled, my eyes raking over his body."Shut up, pet!" Evans growled.Although I am a big, beefy soccer player, I am a bottom guy. My eyes light up with desire as he approaches me. He reaches out, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards him."I am glad you approached me. I've been thinking about you too," he says, his voice low and
Tempting you Little secrets
Cameroon -I stepped out of Evan’s room, the door clicking softly shut behind me. The dim light of the hallway felt colder, harsher, like it was reminding me I didn’t belong here. My feet moved almost automatically, carrying me away even as my mind replayed everything that had just happened—or, more accurately, everything that hadn’t.As I reached the stairwell, my phone buzzed in my pocket. For a split second, I thought it might be him, some acknowledgment of what had just happened. But it wasn’t. Just a notification from a group chat I hadn’t muted yet.Shoving the phone back into my pocket, I kept moving.By the time I made it back to my dorm. My roommate was out, the room empty except for the faint smell of stale coffee and laundry detergent.I dropped onto my bed, staring up at the ceiling, the events of the evening looping in my head.The way Evan’s hands had moved, like they knew exactly where to touch, where to press to make me fall apart. The way he’d avoided my gaze after, li
Tempting you Messed up
Cameroon I'd never get tired of anything like this. As insane as everything appeared, I was falling down the rabbit hole, powerless to stop myself. Evans' hot cock felt fantastic in my mouth. All that mattered was the little gasps departing that exquisite mouth and the fingers in my hair pulling and urging me to go deeper, do more."Damn, I think you just grew an inch or so," I said, grabbing his cock and pulling it away from my lips to get a better look at it.Evans chuckled. "You have no idea how big I can get."I grabbed Evans' cock and pushed it back into my mouth so I could get high off it. My spine tingled with delight as the head pulsed. I felt a surge of want as I drew him in deeper, loving every instant of his reaction to my touches. Evans' moans grew louder, increasing my want for more of him."Fuck, you are so good," Evans commented. "I enjoy getting head, but you're in a league of your own." I'm not sure how you can breathe while doing that."I did not pause to explain an
Tempting you The game starts
Cameroon -“Well,” I said, forcing a smile. “Guess I’ll have to stay on your good side then.”“That would be wise,” he replied, his tone neutral but the hint of a smirk tugging at the edges of his lips.There was something about his composure that made me feel both secure and completely on edge. Like he was peeling back layers I wasn’t even sure I had. I leaned back into the couch, crossing my arms in an attempt to regain some semblance of control.“So, what’s next?” I asked, keeping my tone light.Evans tilted his head, studying me again, as though trying to decide if I was bluffing. “Next, we establish what we’re here for. What you want and what I expect.”“Didn’t we just do that?” I quipped, motioning toward the crumpled questionnaire still sitting on the table.Then he laughed, a low, rich sound that sent heat curling in my stomach. “You’re more reckless than I thought.”“Reckless gets results,” I countered, holding his gaze.Evans stepped closer, the space between us shrinking to
Tempting you Uncharted Territories
CameroonWalking out of The Outhouse Lounge, I felt like I’d just stepped off a tightrope. Evans had actually agreed. Furthermore, his voice had sunk to a low, commanding pitch when he uttered "Session zero," which was the most seductive thing I had ever heard.I didn’t know what was more exhilarating: the fact that I’d pulled this off or the fact that Evans hadn’t dismissed me outright. It was like I’d thrown a match onto a pile of kindling, and now we were both standing there, waiting to see if it would catch fire or fizzle out.“4 o’clock,” I muttered under my breath, a little thrill running through me.What the hell was I doing?---Saturday couldn’t come fast enough. What if he changed his mind? What if I’d read the whole situation wrong, and he was just humoring me to avoid a scene? What if—The door swung open, and there he was, leaning against the frame with that maddeningly cool expression he always wore, like nothing in the world could rattle him.“You’re early,” he said, ar
Tempting you Under My Skin
EvansI leaned back on the bed in my room. I’d fallen on him. Like, fallen on him. Not figuratively, but very, very literally.What was wrong with me?This wasn’t the first time Cameroon had gotten under my skin, but this was different. This wasn’t just a witty comeback or an eye-roll that made me want to both strangle and kiss him at the same time. I shook my head, trying to clear it. It was just adrenaline, right? A harmless reaction to the heat of the moment, the chaos of our little pillow fight.But even as I told myself that, I knew it wasn’t true.Cameroon wasn’t like anyone I’d ever met. And maybe that’s why I couldn’t stop myself from acting like an idiot around him.I glanced over at Rusty, still pacing, still ranting. I hadn't heard a word of what he had ranted.“Are you even listening to me?” he snapped, stopping mid-pace to glare at me.“Nope,” I said, grinning up at him.His eyes narrowed, and for a second, I thought he might throw another pillow at me.“Unbelievable,” he
Tempting you Just messing with you
Cameroon-I should have stopped it, but I didn't.I did the reverse of all of that. Blame it on being exhausted, horny, and having no luck lately. I blame it on my intense dislike for him. It was so unexpected and absolutely nasty of him that I succumbed to my baser instinct.I got a boner."Oh, there you go." He whispered."Looks like someone is turned on?"My brain was spasming. Why the heck was he tormenting me? Unless... he was equally as messed up as I was. I am referring to the head. Maybe spending time with a guy he loathed made him as horny as I was."You are in so out of your depth here." I tried to shake him off."You really think so?" He smiled at me and gripped my wrists, which was unexpectedly strong."You look so fucking good in that shirt, Cameroon.""Are you seriously hitting on me?" I inquired, flustered.He smirked and placed one hand on my shoulders. "I'm interested in subs." He stated this while clasping my chin with his other hand. My eyes met his, and I swallowed
