MasukLEON'S POVAnd just like that, another week rolled by.The week had been a slow, suffocating crawl. Seven days of avoiding Aaronās shadow, seven days of pretending the ache in my chest was just exam stress.The thing with Rose had been a mistake, and we'd both tried not to talk about it since then, at least I had tried. Rose just seemed unbothered about it and kept acting like that never happened at all.Today was the last day of the term, and the halls of the school hummed with a frantic, incoming holiday energy that only made me feel more isolated.Earlier, Iād seen Aaron roaming the corridors with Amanda attached to his side like a permanent fixture, their public displays of affection as aggressive as ever.But then I'd also noticed something else had shifted, tooā¦Damian and Aaron were no longer the inseparable duo the whole school had always admired and kind of feared.Iād also been doing my best to steer clear of Damian as well. Since that day I saw Aaron and Amanda kissing at th
LEON'S POVI am miserable, and itās because I am in love with Aaron Walsh.The silence in my room was a heavy shroud that only amplified the chaos in my head as I sat at my desk, the glow of my laptop illuminating my face as I typed.My hand trembled slightly as I paused to think, then continued typing out all my emotions and feelings.The admission felt a bit dramatic but I wish it was a lie.Because how come I was feeling like this over a guy I wasn't even dating?āYou're so stupid, Leon. Stupid, stupid, stupid!ā I continuously slapped my forehead.Then I slammed the laptop shut and stood up, pacing the floor.I'd half expected Aaron to call back after I ended the call, but he'd gone straight to ignoring me again. When I saw the dick picture he sent, I wasn't exactly sure how to react at first.On one hand, I loved it. And on the other, I felt a bit insulted that he thought he could use that to break the ice instead of just reaching out normally. And still, he hadnt reached out no
AARON'S POVThe cool air of my room did little to soothe the heat and restless energy prickling under my skin. I was at the end of my rope.Every time I thought I had Leon exactly where I wanted, pinned by his own desire for me, I found myself confused again by his actions.Why the hell would he ask me to leave the table?? I couldn't seem to get past that. And the fact that he hadn't once tried to reach out to apologize or make amends?Had I been overestimating thisā¦thing between us.I was a man who didn't deal in āfeelings,ā especially not for dudes, yet here I was, my entire nervous system hijacked by the image of a boy who was currently ignoring my whole existence.āFuck it.āI needed to purge this. I needed to remind myself that I was the one in control, the one pulling the strings, and the one who didn't get ignored. This was still my life, and Leon was an inconvenient addition to it.I reached for my phone, the screen glowing harsh and unforgiving in the dark.Then I scrolled t
LEON'S POVThe drive to school felt like trying to move through liquid cement.The air felt like a heavy cloud hanging over my head, getting heavier the nearer I got to the school like a physical manifestation of the ache lodged deep in my chest.I hadnāt heard from Aaron all weekend. No messages, no late-night pings of his comments on my story, nothing. And yes, I knew it was stupid to let someone's absence determine my mood but I was already in too deep.It had been agonizingly quiet since our little tense exchange at the cafeteria after what Amanda did. It was a humbling realization, that perhaps I didn't mean as much as I thought I did to him.Obviously, I had grown accustomed to his toxicity, to the way he demanded my attention, and suddenly being forced to go without it for a week, I felt hollowed out.When the school gates came into view, my eyes immediately scanned for his truck. I found it, parked in his usual spot near the gym entrance. But as I drew closer, the breath caug
LEON'S POVāGet up,ā he ordered, his voice flat, devoid of emotion.I scrambled into a sitting position, pulling the duvet over my lap as my heart began to pound. āDad? Is everything okay?āHe stepped into the room, his eyes scanning the space with the precision that sent chills down my spine.Had Rose said something?He walked over to my desk, his fingers hovering over my laptop, then he turned to face me.āWhat fragrance was that?āāWhat?ā I croaked.āThe one that kept polluting the dining area while we ate.āāSirā¦Iā¦it was a gift from a friend. Sheā¦was grateful because I defended her from her bullies at school. Her name is May and sheā¦ā I paused, licking my lips as I realized that I was over explaining.āIāve been watching you, Leon,ā dad said, turning to face me. āYouāve been acting very vain lately. The constant grooming, preening and constantly inspecting yourself in front of any reflective surface,ā he shook his head disappointedly.āThe way you keep wasting more time than nece
LEON'S POVWe all sat around the dining room, the air thick with the scent of pot roast. Dinner at my house was usually a chore for me, but now with the added presence of Rose and her parents, I felt even more awkward and pressured.The weight of their presence sat heavily on my shoulders, making me extremely aware of every single sound or movement around me.Roseās father was a man cut from the same cloth as my father. And he kept nodding in agreement to every word the latter spoke.āIt has been a triumph of faith so far,ā my dad said, as they continued discussing the closing ceremony of the church program.The week-long marathon of sermons and fellowship had mercifully come to an end that evening.āI agree,ā Rose's dad replied. āFrankly, the whole thing blew my expectations. I knew people would show up but stillā¦God outdid himself.āI stared down at my plate, pushing a cube of potato through a pool of gravy. My skin felt too warm from my own restlessness. Every time Rose shifted in
LEON'S POV āBut dadā¦āāI said, kneel.āWith a heavy heart, and no more response, I dropped to my knees instantly, my knees hitting the wood. I didn't dare look up. My thin school pants offered no protection, and the tent in my trousers was still there, proud and unafraid of my father's wrath.Le
LEON'S POVThe room was lit up by the steady light from the laptop screen.āDamian slammed his huge, veiny cock into me...āI chewed on my bottom lip as I typed the words with shaking fingers, my breaths coming out fast in the silent room. My heart was racing so hard, it felt like it'd burst out o
AARONāS POV The room was dark, lit only by the flickering neon sign from across the street that bled deep blues and purples across the sheets. The boy beneath me was on his knees, his shoulders trembling with effort as he desperately took my cock into his mouth. I reached down, my fingers sinking
LEON'S POV The laptop was a heavy, plastic weight against my ribs, a shield I hoped would hide the fact that my heart was trying to kick its way out of my chest. I stood at the threshold of āBow Denā though the neon sign just looked like a blurry pink smear through my fever. Homosexuality is a si







