Oliver.I stared at him through the mirror waiting for him to move or enter one of the stalls, but he just stood there, folding his arms and staring at me through the mirror.The silence that swallowed the room was punctuated by the sound of the gushing water from the tap. I coughed, feeling uncomfortable staring at him for that long, “did you want something?”My question was met with silence.“You know he doesn't like you right? He just wants to sleep with you,” Benjamin opened his mouth after brooding for a whole minute. I raised my head, latching on him once again.What was he talking about? I scrunched my brows, my forehead wrinkling with the confusion.“Who are you talking about?” I ripped the paper, wiped my hands and flung the paper into the trash.“Sebastian, he just wants to fuck you, and you're making it easy for him,” he scowled. My whole body went rigid, was this about what he had seen in the office? I didn't know Sebastian much but I know he wasn't like that. I don't know
Oliver.The streets blurred by as Sebastian drove down the main road leading to my street. My body ached and even worse, my heart ached more. I should be used to these things, people calling me names and looking down on the job I did, but I had somehow let my guard down with Benjamin.He felt different, like he actually cared for me. The way he had held me like I was the only person in the world that mattered to him. He had whispered words of affirmation, asking if I was okay during intervals. I was just a fool to believe that he actually likes me.I stared out the window and caught a flicker of a large building.“Stop, please stop here!” I tapped Sebastian quickly. He slammed on the brakes, causing the car to jerk aggressively.A car horn blared behind us before the driver manouevred and wagged his middle finger at us aggressively cursing all the same before speeding off.“Is there a problem, Oli?” Sebastian asked, killing the engine almost immediately.“Yes, I mean, no,” I shook my
Benjamin.As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I had fucked up. The way Oliver’s eyes had crinkled and reddened before tears glazed over them and strolled down his cheeks. I wanted to reach out and grab him, pull him to my chest and kiss those tears away.But a stronger part of me knew I couldn’t indulge in such, I couldn’t risk anyone walking into the scene and seeing both of us in such a manner. The headlines flashed dangerously before me:“Billionaire Big-shot busted in bathroom bonanza with another dude;”“Toilet tryst torches tycoon’s rep: caught pants-down with a guy;”“Filthy rich and filthy habits: billionaire’s bathroom boy-toy bust;”The morbid names kept coming, each worse than the order that held me bound to where I was as I watched him leave the bathroom. As soon as his presence left I felt some sort of motion in my bones. I moved slowly, pushing the door.That feeling that had stabbed my chest in the morning when I saw both of them in their office, loved up in that
Oliver “Why did you say that?” I probed Sebastian as we walked down the hall to my mother's room. He shrugged and looked at me, a smug look on his face. “Because I want you to be my boyfriend,” he said smoothly. I rolled my eyes, Sebastian was too forward. We hadn't even had a proper conversation and he was talking about being boyfriends? It wasn't like I was averse to the thought, if it was Benjamin then… Stop it, Oliver, Benjamin is an asshole that just keeps hurting you, let him go. I needed to reassure myself that there was no future with Benjamin, Sebastian was here for me, he was here now. “Can we just see my mother please?” I avoided the topic entirely. I didn't want to give him an affirmative answer till I was sure I was ready, neither did I want to turn him down. He nodded and smiled, but I caught a glimmer of something in his eyes. It scurried too quickly for me to read the meaning but it looked menacing. Maybe it was a trick of the light refracting from his eyes.
Benjamin.What did she mean by they're at my door? How the fuck did she even get into town and I didn't know about it? This was a part of my sister I disliked, the spontaneity.If she had come alone, I would be thrilled that she had come to surprise me because honest to God, I missed her so much. But bringing an attaché? Her friend?I didn't care who this friend was because the last couple of times she had brought a ‘friend’ or had tried to fix me on blind dates, they hadn't turned out so well. Some of them were plain boring and obnoxious, allowing me to carry the entire conversation, but two of them had been remarkably intriguing.Not because I liked them but because of their character: they weren't bland, they were just different.The first intriguing one was a slob who filmed everything because she wanted to be as real as possible. I don't know how Anna managed to convince me to go on a date with her, maybe the fact she was pretty and had a nice body made the decision easier.I too
Oliver.“Say yes, Oli!” My mother squealed like a highschooler watching her crush undress for the first time. The air in my lungs felt stale, beads of sweat started to form along the cusps of my neckline. Why did it become so hot all of a sudden?I felt like I was being pushed to the precipice of the edge, and below was a turbulent water waiting to eat me up.“Mom, you can't expect me to say yes here,” I laughed nervously, wiping the excess bulbs from my forehead. Sebastian still balanced on his knee, unaffected by the pressure I was feeling. Why was he doing this? Why was he forcing me to make a decision I haven't even considered?I barely knew him, dating him would be like ordering an entire buffet of sea food boil I had never tasted.“Are you shy? Come on, Seb is still waiting,” she smiled boldly, her teeth glimmering. Seb? When did she start calling him Seb?“Am I interrupting something?” The doctor walked into the room and I felt the pressure ease out of my chest. I could breathe
Benjamin “Don't embarrass yourself, pick up your towel and get the fuck out of my room.” My chest vibrated in anger. I scanned her body, she was good looking, I would admit it. Her curves were effortlessly slender, easily melting into her hips. Her breasts were perky, perfectly round and the nipples were like tiny buttons, erect buttons. Her torso was flat and sparse litter of hair led to a clean shaven pubis. She was just the type of girl I would have been crazy about, but right now, she repulsed me. Her desperation, her neediness, it made my stomach churn with disgust. “Don't you want this?” She dipped her finger into her lips, sucking the tiny digits before drawing a line in-between the clefts of her breast, dragging in along her mind region. I wanted to turn away but for some reason, I was transfixed on what she intended on doing. Her finger brushed past her pubis and tucked into her lips, pushing a finger in. I grimaced, bile bubbling in my throat. I dry-heaved, the feeli
OLIVER’S POV “Ahh yes, yes baby! Just like that, fuck me just like that, baby,” she moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sink even tighter, “that’s the spot, fuck that pussy!”I grimaced as I watched the sweat run down her arched back. Why did she keep referring to me as ‘baby’? “Oh god, I’m gonna fucking cum…”About time. “Yes…baby, yes…y-yes…”I felt the way her whole body contracted and her moans became desperate, thin whimpers. Her hips jerked and I decided to fuck her harder and faster. Her voice grew raw, she had no idea what my name was, so in an awkward, broken voice, she yelled; “Oh bartender, fuck me harder!”A loud cry ripped out of her throat one final time before I felt the warm, messy gush spill all over my dick. I slowly pulled out of her, disgusted at the sight of the creamy liquid spurted on my cock and my hips. I backed away from her and cleaned myself with a tissue. She turned around and flashed a smile at me as I pulled up my trousers and buckled my belt.
Benjamin “Don't embarrass yourself, pick up your towel and get the fuck out of my room.” My chest vibrated in anger. I scanned her body, she was good looking, I would admit it. Her curves were effortlessly slender, easily melting into her hips. Her breasts were perky, perfectly round and the nipples were like tiny buttons, erect buttons. Her torso was flat and sparse litter of hair led to a clean shaven pubis. She was just the type of girl I would have been crazy about, but right now, she repulsed me. Her desperation, her neediness, it made my stomach churn with disgust. “Don't you want this?” She dipped her finger into her lips, sucking the tiny digits before drawing a line in-between the clefts of her breast, dragging in along her mind region. I wanted to turn away but for some reason, I was transfixed on what she intended on doing. Her finger brushed past her pubis and tucked into her lips, pushing a finger in. I grimaced, bile bubbling in my throat. I dry-heaved, the feeli
Oliver.“Say yes, Oli!” My mother squealed like a highschooler watching her crush undress for the first time. The air in my lungs felt stale, beads of sweat started to form along the cusps of my neckline. Why did it become so hot all of a sudden?I felt like I was being pushed to the precipice of the edge, and below was a turbulent water waiting to eat me up.“Mom, you can't expect me to say yes here,” I laughed nervously, wiping the excess bulbs from my forehead. Sebastian still balanced on his knee, unaffected by the pressure I was feeling. Why was he doing this? Why was he forcing me to make a decision I haven't even considered?I barely knew him, dating him would be like ordering an entire buffet of sea food boil I had never tasted.“Are you shy? Come on, Seb is still waiting,” she smiled boldly, her teeth glimmering. Seb? When did she start calling him Seb?“Am I interrupting something?” The doctor walked into the room and I felt the pressure ease out of my chest. I could breathe
Benjamin.What did she mean by they're at my door? How the fuck did she even get into town and I didn't know about it? This was a part of my sister I disliked, the spontaneity.If she had come alone, I would be thrilled that she had come to surprise me because honest to God, I missed her so much. But bringing an attaché? Her friend?I didn't care who this friend was because the last couple of times she had brought a ‘friend’ or had tried to fix me on blind dates, they hadn't turned out so well. Some of them were plain boring and obnoxious, allowing me to carry the entire conversation, but two of them had been remarkably intriguing.Not because I liked them but because of their character: they weren't bland, they were just different.The first intriguing one was a slob who filmed everything because she wanted to be as real as possible. I don't know how Anna managed to convince me to go on a date with her, maybe the fact she was pretty and had a nice body made the decision easier.I too
Oliver “Why did you say that?” I probed Sebastian as we walked down the hall to my mother's room. He shrugged and looked at me, a smug look on his face. “Because I want you to be my boyfriend,” he said smoothly. I rolled my eyes, Sebastian was too forward. We hadn't even had a proper conversation and he was talking about being boyfriends? It wasn't like I was averse to the thought, if it was Benjamin then… Stop it, Oliver, Benjamin is an asshole that just keeps hurting you, let him go. I needed to reassure myself that there was no future with Benjamin, Sebastian was here for me, he was here now. “Can we just see my mother please?” I avoided the topic entirely. I didn't want to give him an affirmative answer till I was sure I was ready, neither did I want to turn him down. He nodded and smiled, but I caught a glimmer of something in his eyes. It scurried too quickly for me to read the meaning but it looked menacing. Maybe it was a trick of the light refracting from his eyes.
Benjamin.As soon as the words left my mouth, I knew I had fucked up. The way Oliver’s eyes had crinkled and reddened before tears glazed over them and strolled down his cheeks. I wanted to reach out and grab him, pull him to my chest and kiss those tears away.But a stronger part of me knew I couldn’t indulge in such, I couldn’t risk anyone walking into the scene and seeing both of us in such a manner. The headlines flashed dangerously before me:“Billionaire Big-shot busted in bathroom bonanza with another dude;”“Toilet tryst torches tycoon’s rep: caught pants-down with a guy;”“Filthy rich and filthy habits: billionaire’s bathroom boy-toy bust;”The morbid names kept coming, each worse than the order that held me bound to where I was as I watched him leave the bathroom. As soon as his presence left I felt some sort of motion in my bones. I moved slowly, pushing the door.That feeling that had stabbed my chest in the morning when I saw both of them in their office, loved up in that
Oliver.The streets blurred by as Sebastian drove down the main road leading to my street. My body ached and even worse, my heart ached more. I should be used to these things, people calling me names and looking down on the job I did, but I had somehow let my guard down with Benjamin.He felt different, like he actually cared for me. The way he had held me like I was the only person in the world that mattered to him. He had whispered words of affirmation, asking if I was okay during intervals. I was just a fool to believe that he actually likes me.I stared out the window and caught a flicker of a large building.“Stop, please stop here!” I tapped Sebastian quickly. He slammed on the brakes, causing the car to jerk aggressively.A car horn blared behind us before the driver manouevred and wagged his middle finger at us aggressively cursing all the same before speeding off.“Is there a problem, Oli?” Sebastian asked, killing the engine almost immediately.“Yes, I mean, no,” I shook my
Oliver.I stared at him through the mirror waiting for him to move or enter one of the stalls, but he just stood there, folding his arms and staring at me through the mirror.The silence that swallowed the room was punctuated by the sound of the gushing water from the tap. I coughed, feeling uncomfortable staring at him for that long, “did you want something?”My question was met with silence.“You know he doesn't like you right? He just wants to sleep with you,” Benjamin opened his mouth after brooding for a whole minute. I raised my head, latching on him once again.What was he talking about? I scrunched my brows, my forehead wrinkling with the confusion.“Who are you talking about?” I ripped the paper, wiped my hands and flung the paper into the trash.“Sebastian, he just wants to fuck you, and you're making it easy for him,” he scowled. My whole body went rigid, was this about what he had seen in the office? I didn't know Sebastian much but I know he wasn't like that. I don't know
Benjamin. When I arrived early at work, the first I had done was to find out about Oliver, but that was totally normal. I was his boss and I needed to ensure that my employees were up and doing. I had expected Jane to tell me that he wasn’t in as usual. “He arrived a few minutes ago, sir,” she smiled. I nodded, I never really like Jane for anything, but if she wasn’t so competent, I would have fired her by now. The way she talked to Oli…the way she talked to the staff, it was unbecoming of a manager. Some days, I preferred when the old man was working, even though his eyes had began to grow listless with the things of life, he was still as kind as they could be. Even though my office was freshly cleaned, the scent of the lemon-flavoured fresh lingering in the air, I could still smell our intertwined arousal from nights ago. Don’t look, I repeated to myself as I walked across the room toward my desk. I fought, heavily, with my will not to glance at the glass where I had held O
OLIVER.“Do I make you nervous?” I could feel every wafts of his breath hitting my skin, the air drawing goosebumps. My eyes flickered toward his lips and just then, his tongue jutted out and ran along the bottom, glistening with his spit that I'm sure smelled just as good as he did.Why was I thinking about his spit smelling good? I swallowed, I could feel the heat radiating off his skin.“No…ugh…I'm not nervous,” my words clung to my chest drowning in the loud thumps of my heart. My breath struggled as well, as if it was competing with the words lodging in my throat.“You sure? I can hear your heart beating from here.” His hand slathered around my waist, gripping in firmly before he pulled me towards him, pressing his body firmly against mine. He didn't feel hard, it wasn't as firm as it was supposed to be, but it felt thick already.He brought his lips close to my ear, blowing gentle air on my skin. I closed my eyes, letting the feeling ravage my body. His hands dipped lower and lo