Jeremy pov:As soon as I opened my eyes in the morning, I felt a sudden pang in my chest. As I looked around, I realized that the bed was empty and Steve was nowhere to be seen.My mind started racing, and I began to worry if something had happened to him. I wondered if he had left me or perhaps regretted the events of the previous night.Just then, something caught my eye, a beautifully wrapped gift sitting on the bed. My heart skipped a beat as I reached out to pick it up.The wrapping paper was elegant, and the bow was neatly tied. As I examined it, I noticed a handwritten letter attached to it that read, "To my darling, you looked so peaceful sleeping that I didn't have the heart to wake you up. Get ready, Today is gonna be a long day. Love, your king Steve."I couldn't help but smile as I read those words. My worries vanished, and I felt a sense of warmth s
Jeremy pov:As I approached Mrs. Hamilton, I could feel her warmth and kindness. "Hello, Mrs. Hamilton," I greeted her with a smile."It's so nice to see you, Jeremy," she replied, enveloping me in a warm hug. Her embrace was comforting, and I hugged her back, feeling at ease.As we stepped into the house, my eyes widened with amazement. The grandeur of the house was beyond what I had imagined. The walls were painted in a pristine shade of white, and every painting on the wall added a touch of elegance to the space. The living room was incredibly spacious, and as I walked in, the cozy red sofa beckoned me to sit.Steve and I settled on the sofa, and I couldn't help but sink into it. The sofa was incredibly comfortable, and it felt like a cloud. It was soft, plush, and big enough to be my bed. I couldn't believe how much bigger this house was compared to their old one. I looked around and noticed how every piece of furniture and decor was carefully chosen to complement the house's
Jeremy pov:The aroma of freshly baked cookies wafted through the living room as we placed them on the table. Steve and Mr. Hamilton were chatting away about something, and as soon as they saw us, Mr. Hamilton's face lit up with a smile. "How are you, son?" he asked me in a friendly tone."I'm doing great, sir," I replied."Please don't call me sir, just call me David. You know that," he chuckled."Sure, David," I said, feeling comfortable and happy."Come, sit with us," David said, patting the couch beside him.I quickly made my way to his side, with Steve on the other side. We all munched on the scrumptious cookies and chatted away happily.David turned to me and asked, "So, when are you going back to school?"I hesitated for a moment before answering, "Ah, I am thinking about going but Steve is saying that I should be homeschooled."Steve nodded in agreement, "Yeah Dad, the doctor suggested that."David, being the wise father he is, chimed in, "That is good for now, son. But heal
Jeremy pov:Steve's parents had gone out, leaving him and me alone in the house. We were trying to watch TV, but the tension between us was palpable. Suddenly, Steve broke the silence.“Fuck it, I can't anymore," he said.Before I knew it, he had lifted me up in his arms, and I was left stunned. "What are you doing?" I asked him, my heart racing."Doing something I have been trying to resist since morning," he said with a mischievous smile.As I leaned in and put my arms around his neck, I could feel my cheeks turning a deep shade of pink. His strong arms were holding me close to his chest. I couldn't help but giggle as he carried me up the stairs, my feet dangling above the ground like a child's. "Steve, put me down, I can walk," I said, half-protesting, half-laughing. But he seemed to be enjoying the moment too much to listen to my words. Instead, he held me tighter and kept walking up the stairs, step by step, with me in his arms. As we reached the top of the stairs, he burst
Jeremy pov:He tore my pants, leaving me breathless, as my manhood sprang proudly forward. Taking hold of my member, he indulged in a lick, eliciting a sharp hiss from my lips. The intensity of my arousal was undeniable.He guided me to lie on the bed, urging my legs wider apart to fully expose my eager entrance.My longing for him to fuck me with fervor grew with each passing moment, my only wish to be filled by him completely.With his throbbing member poised in front of my yearning entrance, he tantalizingly brushed against my slickness.Wetting his fingers, he lavished my entrance, while frustration built within me, giving voice to a deep, longing groan."Please, King Steve, just fuck me," I pleaded.Thrusting forcefully, he entered my quivering depths, causing an involuntary gasp to escape my lips.
Jeremy pov:As I felt his hand on my shoulder, I pushed him away and yelled, "Don't touch me!"My heart was pounding, and my mind was racing as I stared at Steve, the man who I had loved.He looked at me with a pleading expression and said, "Please Jeremy, let me explain."But I was not interested in anything he had to say. I shook my head and replied, "No, don't! You lost that chance."I could see the pain in his eyes, but I refused to be swayed."Please, just listen…" he started to speak, but I cut him off."No! Don't even talk to me. I feel disgusted by looking at you. How could you do this?" I demanded, my voice trembling with anger and hurt.He had betrayed my trust in the worst possible way, and I was not ready to forgive him.As he came close
Oliver pov:As I looked at the photos, I couldn't help but laugh. Sebastian was howling with laughter too."God, baby. This is so funny," he said between fits of giggles.I nodded in agreement, but deep down, I was seething. It felt like everyone else was happy and carefree while I was left out in the cold. My parents didn't even seem to be looking for me. How could they forget about their own child?To make matters worse, I had just witnessed Steve propose to Jeremy, and my parents were actually happy about it. I couldn't stand to see them all enjoying themselves while I was feeling so alone and angry.At that moment, I couldn't stand to see them all enjoying themselves while I was feeling so isolated and angry. I felt like no one understood me, and that my own family had abandoned me in my time of need.Sebastian's voice broke through the
Jeremy pov:The smell of burnt flesh lingered in the air, making it difficult to breathe. The room was dimly lit, casting eerie shadows on the walls.The charred body lay on the metal table, unrecognizable and haunting. Steve's mother collapsed to the ground, her sobs echoing through the room.David finally found his voice, his words coming out in a shaky whisper. "This can't be Steve. It just can't be."But deep down, he knew it was true. The reality of their son's death hit them all like a ton of bricks.As the mortuary staff tried to console the grieving family, Steve remained stoic. His eyes were fixed on the body, his mind racing with thoughts. The weight of the loss was heavy on his shoulders, but he knew he had to stay strong for his family.Emotions were running high in the room as Emelia's voice echoed through the walls.&nbs