LOGIN**Orlando's POV**"You wish you were here with me, don't you?" Aiden asked, now fully clothed again. He settled back against the pillows, the faint rustle of sheets audible as he got comfortable. I could picture the soft glow of his bedside lamp casting golden shadows across his face."Yes, I do," I admitted, my voice thick with longing. "I wish I was there with you. I'd have made you cry out my name and cum six times already."A slow smile curved his lips. He licked them, the pink tip of his tongue gliding over the soft flesh, and his eyes darkened with heat. "Are you hard?"I nodded, heat flooding my cheeks, and he let out a rich, delighted laugh that sent a shiver down my spine. "Do you want to excuse yourself?""There's no need for that," I said, already standing, "but I do need to take a bath."I rose from the edge of the bed and headed toward the bathroom. "Call me when you're done?" he asked softly."Why don't you stay on the line while I bathe? Don't hang up." I placed the
**Orlando's POV**The moment I stepped through the heavy doors of my parents’ house, any lingering warmth from my time with Aiden and our roommates evaporated instantly, replaced by a heavy knot in my stomach.“Orlando, you’re finally here!” Mom gushed, her voice bright and overly sweet as she rushed toward me.She pulled me into a tight embrace, her arms surprisingly strong. I wanted to hug her back, to let myself sink into the comfort of it, but I couldn’t. Not when I knew her affection came with strings attached.“Your dad said you should join him in his study as soon as you got home,” she added after releasing me, her hands lingering on my shoulders a second too long.I nodded silently and walked past her to my father's study.I knocked twice on the study door before turning the brass knob and stepping inside. Dad sat behind his massive desk, head buried in stacks of documents.'Maybe this really is just about work,' I thought, 'and not about Aiden like I’ve feared since he dema
Aiden's POV It's been a week since the boys joined me here, and now it was time for us to leave. I can't believe I'm saying goodbye to this peaceful place. Macmillan and Orlando had to help out in their families’ companies respectively, while Jordan had to accompany his parents to some charity event they were running. I think I’ll be spending the rest of my holiday all by myself, but it’ll be at Macmillan’s parents’ beach house. That’s a win. Just me, the endless stretch of soft, powdery sand between my toes, the cool turquoise water lapping at my ankles, and the whispering shade of tall coconut trees. They’d already told Joel to keep the Blindspot active so no one could find me, no matter what.“Aiden, is this all your stuff?” Jordan asked. “Not all.” I rushed back to the closet and pulled out a crinkling plastic bag. “What’s that?” Orlando asked from the doorway, leaning against the frame with his arms crossed.“Some souvenirs I got for Joel.” I tucked the bag carefully into on
**Aiden's POV**I think I passed out after the fifth or sixth round. When I finally woke, my body felt utterly exhausted, spent, heavy, and deliciously sore in the best and worst ways. But I was clean.They had cleaned me up and changed the sheets. I was now wearing one of my oversized t-shirts.Their bodies were tangled with mine, strong limbs draped heavily over my waist and legs, warm breath fanning across my neck and chest. It took considerable effort to wriggle free and slide out of bed without waking them.The moment I took a step, I groaned. My ass throbbed with a deep, burning ache that radiated through my hips. I desperately needed the restroom, but with this level of pain, I wasn’t sure I could make it there on my own.“Need help?” a groggy voice asked. It was Macmillan’s. I didn’t have to turn around to know.I nodded, cheeks flushing with shy embarrassment. He scooped me up effortlessly, his strong arms cradling me against his solid chest. The warmth of his bare skin and t
Author's POV Aiden asked Jordan to lie down on the bed and spread his legs so he can be more comfortable. Aiden knelt between Jordan's spread thighs, his hands resting possessively on the other man's hips, thumbs tracing slow circles over the sharp lines of his hipbones.Jordan leaned back against the headboard, shirt discarded somewhere on the floor, his chest rising and falling with anticipation. His eyes were heavy-lidded, locked onto Aiden's as a faint, teasing smirk played on his lips. "Is this position suitable for you?"Aiden didn't answer with words. Instead, he leaned forward, pressing a trail of open-mouthed kisses along Jordan's inner thigh, feeling the muscle tense beneath his lips. He nuzzled closer, his breath ghosting over Jordan's hardening cock, already straining upward from its nest of dark hair.Jordan's hand slid into Aiden's hair, fingers threading through the strands without pulling it, he was just holding it. Aiden wrapped his fingers around the base, givi
**Author's POV**Aiden’s playful smirk sent a spark of pure fire through all three of them. Orlando moved first, cupping Aiden’s face with both hands, thumbs stroking his tear-streaked cheeks. “We’ve missed you so much,” he murmured, voice low and rough with emotion, before claiming his lips in a deep, reverent kiss. It wasn’t rushed. Orlando tasted him slowly, tongue exploring, savoring the soft whimper that escaped Aiden’s throat. Jordan pressed in from the side, lips brushing Aiden’s neck, placing open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin while his hands slid under the loose tank top, palms gliding over the warm, smooth planes of Aiden’s chest.Macmillan dropped to his knees with light speed that made Aiden’s breath hitch. Strong hands caressed the backs of Aiden’s thighs, fingers tracing the hem of those tiny bum shorts. “Look at you… so beautiful,” Macmillan whispered, pressing a lingering kiss to the inside of one thigh. The heat of his breath made Aiden tremble. Macmill
**Aiden’s POV**We arrived at the arcade as the sun dipped lower, painting the sky in soft oranges. Joel parked the bike with a satisfying rumble, then grabbed my hand and pulled me into the chaotic, brightly lit space. The air hummed with electronic beeps, clashing bells, and the constant roar o
Aiden’s POVWhen I woke up, still convinced I had died, I found myself in a sterile hospital room. The walls were a blinding, clinical white, and the sharp scent of antiseptic hung heavy in the air. I was dressed in a thin, scratchy hospital gown that felt cold against my skin. Sitting beside my
Author's POV The school PA system crackled to life at 7:52 a.m., eight minutes before the first bell, and Aiden was still at his locker when the school's president Mr. Hargrove's voice flooded the hallway.*"Good morning, students of Aetherhold Academy. We have an important update regarding the re
Aiden's POV "Aiden." Orlando gently pulled me aside just before we could enter our room. He waited until Macmillan and Jordan had gone inside first, then turned to face me.His warm fingers brushed against my cheek, uncaring if anyone could see us. His intense gaze locked onto mine, making my br







