All Chapters of Lust and Loyalty (MM): Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CROSS My mom could hand me over to the devil if he wore a nice suit and a cheeky smile. Either that or Cyrus was probably manipulating her. She didn't even scold me when he drove me home before school. In fact, she invited him in for tea— to which I refused on his behalf, of course. I did not want Cyrus getting anywhere close with my family. I was his business and it ended there. Getting ready took less than ten minutes and when I stepped out again— “No.” “Get in the car, Cross,” he pushed away from his sports car, flaunting his shades as he opened the door for me. "I won't ask twice." "You're not dropping me off," my hand tightened around my school bag. "Cyrus, no." "Argh jeez!" he groaned, scowling as he stormed towards me with a murderous stare. "What the heck is your problem, peaches?” he got all up in my face, boldly disrespecting the idea of personal space.I faltered, taking a step back to allow some decency between us. “Excuse me? What did you just-”“You heard me,” he p

CROSSHeat rushed to my cheeks. I was flustered but being locked in here with him only made the air suffocating. One glance at his monster cock again and the butterflies in my belly took flight."No, get out. Cyrus! Not here!" I whispered, hand still over my dick but now his eyes were feasting on me. They had turned gold. A beautiful shade but they spelled danger. The last time I saw them, he was sucking me off in a classroom."You said you wouldn't treat me like one of your fuck buddies," I tried to remind him, holding him by his words but Cyrus rolled his eyes, causing my heart to sink.Why did I think I could trust him? He was no different from Mera- no, he was worse. He made me trust him, leading me like a fool only to get his will done in the end."Cyrus, please!" I couldn't shout for fear of being caught. If anyone of his teammates walked in on this, that'd be a stain to his name and mine. I'd have to wear the gay tag for the rest of my life.Let's be honest, even if the law was

CROSS Search "a fool" on the net and I bet I'd show up as the perfect example. Jesus! Cyrus dressed me up as a clown each step of the way and I let him. When did I become so stupid? ‘He wouldn't do that to me?’ yeah right. Just because he wanted in my pants and held me all through the night, didn't mean he cared an iota about me. He was a predator! Repeat after me Damian Cross! That boy is a predator and he's never going to change. I wasn't asking for much. What's someone his age gotta do to earn a little respect— just a speck of it? I survived my classes absentmindedly, frowning at everyone that no one dared to approach me. By the end of class, I was rushing out before Jake could make a quick stop to my desk. As if that wasn't bad enough, I was walking around with a stiff dick, carrying the hurt of my body's betrayal. Someone needed to teach Cyrus some manners and it sure as hell wasn't going to be me. Heck, I'm his freaking age! Why wasn't this basic information? I was deepl

CYRUSI didn't need to call my mom this time, I just knew I fucked up. It was the long inhale of patience and calm he breathed in, then the fury he exhaled slowly. The knot in my belly returned and I found myself praying to a God whom I didn't even know.Just this once and I'll learn some manners."Are you fucking insane right now?" I commended his calmness, glanced at him and saw fury like lava dancing in his orbs.Why did I think he was powerless again? Cross could sink my body with one word and glare.My grip tightened on the wheels as I pierced my gaze on the road, "My teammates are hanging out at my place tonight. You're invited.""Now why the hell do you think I'd say yes, huh?"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! I'm such a fool! Why did I think he'd say yes? Just because he wasn't glaring didn't mean he wasn't pissed. Ugh! Should've just said sorry. Was it too late to back up, rewind and apologize or do I keep up with the attitude of a prick?I took a second hard swallow before I mustered th

CROSS Mom sold me out quickly. “Cyrus? Sure, honey. I'm glad you're making more friends and he seems like a really nice guy. You're not being pressured to go, are you?” She asked, wanting to make sure but the joy on her face was undeniable. She was happy for me. I should feel pathetic that my mother would think this way about me making friends but… it's Cyrus, not Bryan this time. It's him. “I want to be there,” I declared then hurried upstairs to carefully select my outfit, take a shower, brush my teeth– I did all of these with so much excitement in my veins, you'd think I was an escort finally being set up with his crush. I took a few light books, glanced in the direction of the toys and the lube I had safely tucked away and sucked my lip between my teeth. It's today. I looked at my phone nervously then just grabbed one of the lubes and threw it in. Whatever. It's not like I was… I mean I wasn't planning on– “Shit.” Maybe, I was. I chewed my nails nervously, pacing back and