INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 125“You’re kidding.” Leon’s voice came out sharper than he intended, laced with disbelief. His heart slammed against his ribs as Aaron’s words fully sank in. The lab stool felt suddenly unsteady beneath him, even though Aaron had dragged it right up against his own. Their knees were still pressed together, the warmth of Aaron’s leg radiating through his jeans. The dramatic foam from the elephant toothpaste reaction had mostly settled into a sticky, yellowish puddle on the tray, but the air between them felt far more volatile.Aaron’s smirk only deepened, that signature cocky tilt to his mouth making Leon’s stomach flip despite everything. “Well, you told me that if Damian asked you out you wouldn’t know what to do,” Aaron said, voice low and teasing. “Well, here’s what you do. Consider this part of the lesson. Practical application.”Leon’s mind spun. *Why don’t I want to tell Aaron that Damian did ask me out?* The memory flashed through his head—Damian cornering him after En
Chapter 124The words left Aaron’s mouth before he could reel them back in, casual and stupid and completely wrong for the moment.“Yeah, I mean… you’re like a brother to me. You’re saving my ass here with all this tutoring.”Leon’s face changed immediately. The quiet warmth that had been building between them—the soft flush on his cheeks after Aaron brushed the hair behind his ear, the way his eyes had lingered with something vulnerable and hopeful—vanished in an instant. Disappointment crashed over his expression like a wave, raw and unguarded for a heartbeat before he forced it behind a careful, neutral mask. His lips pressed into a thin line. His shoulders stiffened, and he pulled his hands back to his lap, creating distance even though their stools were still close.Aaron rubbed the back of his head roughly, fingers digging into his hair as regret slammed into him. *God, Aaron, why did you say that when you don’t mean it?* The inner voice was vicious. He didn’t see Leon as a brot
Chapter 124The words left Aaron’s mouth before he could reel them back in, casual and stupid and completely wrong for the moment.“Yeah, I mean… you’re like a brother to me. You’re saving my ass here with all this tutoring.”Leon’s face changed immediately. The quiet warmth that had been building between them—the soft flush on his cheeks after Aaron brushed the hair behind his ear, the way his eyes had lingered with something vulnerable and hopeful—vanished in an instant. Disappointment crashed over his expression like a wave, raw and unguarded for a heartbeat before he forced it behind a careful, neutral mask. His lips pressed into a thin line. His shoulders stiffened, and he pulled his hands back to his lap, creating distance even though their stools were still close.Aaron rubbed the back of his head roughly, fingers digging into his hair as regret slammed into him. *God, Aaron, why did you say that when you don’t mean it?* The inner voice was vicious. He didn’t see Leon as a brot
Chapter 123Aaron’s POVThe weight of Leon’s hand in mine felt heavier than any hit I’d taken on the ice. His fingers were slimmer, warmer than I expected, and the way they curled slightly around mine sent something tight and unfamiliar twisting low in my gut. I didn’t pull away. I should have. Instead, I brushed my thumb across his knuckles again, watching the faint flush creep up his neck.*I didn’t know about yours either.*The words had slipped out before I could stop them. I wasn’t used to this—trading pieces of the ugly shit I kept buried. Most people got the smirk, the cocky attitude, the hockey king who didn’t give a damn. But Leon… Leon looked at me like he actually saw through it, and for the first time in a long time, I didn’t mind.He was still holding my hand when he shifted closer, his other hand coming up to rest lightly on my forearm. The touch was tentative, almost careful, like he thought I might shatter or lash out. “You should cheer up,” Leon said softly, his voice
Chapter 123Leon kept his eyes fixed on the beaker, watching the foam slowly subside. He stirred the mixture gently with a glass rod, buying himself a moment. The question touched something raw. “I don’t have an option not to be good at it,” he said quietly, voice steady but laced with exhaustion. “I’m on a full scholarship here. It’s from the church fund combined with the school’s merit program. If my grades drop too far or stay down for too long, they review everything. They’d take the scholarship away. I’d have to drop out, transfer to some underfunded public school across town, or worse—stay home full time under my dad’s watch with no escape plan.”The words hung in the air, heavier than the vinegar scent. Aaron stopped writing, pen hovering above the page.Leon continued, the dam cracking just a little more. “I can’t afford mistakes. Every test, every assignment, every lab—it all adds up. One bad streak and the future I’m trying to build disappears. I’ve worked too hard to let th
Chapter 122The silence in the chem lab stretched taut between them, thick enough to taste. Leon’s heart still hammered from the weight of Aaron’s stare, from the memories he couldn’t quite shove down. The faint fizzing of a forgotten earlier demo echoed softly in the background, but neither of them paid it any attention. Leon cleared his throat, forcing himself back into the role he knew best—tutor, student, survivor.“Before we start,” Aaron said, his voice cutting through the quiet with surprising gentleness. He reached down into his hockey bag and pulled out a worn black sketchbook, the pages slightly dog-eared at the corners. It looked out of place in his strong hands, more personal than Leon had expected from someone like Aaron Blake. Aaron flipped it open to a page covered in chemical equations, crossed-out attempts, arrows pointing in every direction, and notes scribbled in the margins. “I was working on the assignment last night. The balancing one. Look at this and tell me if
Chapter 1Leon was hunched over his desk, the blue glow of his computer reflecting on his sweet filled face. His room was filled with silence and the only sound slicing through the air was him clicking away at his keyboard. The words he typed didn’t register in his eyes. Instead, they took form, i
Chapter 5By the time Leon had walked through the front door of his house, the world began to spin. The fever had not subsided. If anything, it had gotten worse. His face burned as the hallway seemed to titled as he walked through it. The familiar scent of Oakwood drifted through the house, mixing
Chapter 4The entire classroom was plunged into an eerie silence. It didn’t take long for the sound of flesh slapping together to resume. The squelching sounds coming from Aaron sliding his cock in and out of her wet hole filled the air.Leon was a trembling mess. His heart slammed against his ribs
Chapter 2The computer turned on with soft hum that sounded deafening to Leon’s ears. He squeezed his eyes shut tightly, his nails digging crescent moon shapes into his skin as he braced for impact. He was expecting his father’s voice to thunder in the room. He expected scriptures to tear from his







