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View More“I’d call that a win. You two lovebirds were far too alive,” Raymond said, and his friend snorted. Apollo Kian looked up at them with a frown. “We were dead by the rules of the game, and had our equipment off.” “Yeah, I’m sure Jack would soon let you examine him in the spirit of in-depth research,” said Raymond, chomping on his salad with a wide smile. Jack blinked, staring at him completely dumbstruck. And there it was, the treacherous flush spreading all over his face. Apollo groaned internally but smiled. He wouldn’t give the fucker satisfaction. He put an arm over Jack’s shoulders. “Nah, with my war wounds so deep, it was Jack Napoleon examining me all over.” “That’s not what we heard,” teased Alfredo with a grin. “Jack surprised everyone by changing so much we barely recognized him, but we didn’t know he also became an army wife.” Okay, so Apollo Kian wasn’t all that keen on telling anyone someone fucked his ass, but the terrified look on Jack’s face got him to jump in front
Jack Napoleon clutched at Apollo, holding him tight in any way he could think of. Wrapped completely around the big, warm body, Jack slipped into blissful weightlessness that seemed to swallow him whole. He was completely open to Apollo. Nothing hurt, and all he felt was that sweet tingle in his belly and where Apollo Kian was entering him. He wouldn’t be able to count to ten without making a mistake. Apollo Kian pushed in, pressing all air out of Jack’s lungs. The hard prick pulled back halfway, only to enter again, and again, and again. With Jack’s knees forced up high, Apollo laid his whole body weight on top of him, grinding his hips against Jack Napoleon’s ass at a rapid speed. He was like a warm cage of flesh and blood that kept Jack from flying off the mattress with the cock entering between his buttocks, and the fervent yet gentle lips on his face. Jack Napoleon moaned, shocked by the intensity of sensations hitting him at once. He clawed his fingers into Apollo Kian’s cheek
Somewhere at the back of his mind, Jack Napoleon was worried Apollo would be too occupied with their closeness and stumble, but he was too taken with their chemistry to pay much mind to it. A sudden change in gravity brought a yelp out of his lips, but it died down once his back hit the mattress, with Apollo’s body falling over him like a tiger’s. Hungry, the beast was ready to devour all Jack Napoleon had to offer and suck the marrow out of his bones. “You’re so hot. I’m going to get it up again in no time,” Apollo Kian rasped, his fingers eager to explore all Jack Napoleon’s body still had on offer. “I’ll just get the lube,” he muttered but didn’t pull back yet. Jack Napoleon cupped his face with a low sigh and grinned. He was ecstatic. Apollo Kian was doing something to him, and he had no idea how to respond to that yet. After all, it was a man he both knew and didn’t. “Yes.” When Apollo Kian backed off and got up, it was a sight to behold. Almost like the first time, Jack Napol
“Well, yeah. I’m a mess though. I’ve never had a boyfriend or anything. Pretending to be yours is actually quite funny. I get to say all sorts of shit I’d be nervous about otherwise.” “That is funny because the guy you pretend to be is the best boyfriend I’ve had,” whispered Jack Napoleon, sliding his hands to Apollo’s shoulders, and then down his chest. There, he said it. Apollo petted Jack’s ear with his fingers. “It got me thinking that if I’m to be out in Manila or BGC, or Makati, I’m going be super-gay. No apologies to anyone.” “I know. I wouldn’t ever want to change, even with all the bad stuff that happened after you revealed yourself.” Jack sighed, enjoying the shape of Apollo’s pecs beneath his hands. They were so warm, even through the fabric. “So what was your last boyfriend like?” Apollo tensed but never moved away. Jack chuckled, moving even closer, “very serious, very… proper.” Jack didn’t miss him. He’d never really missed him, only with his brother, Jon Caleb. “O
Apollo shrugged and led him along at a steady, slow jog. “I’d rather win, but it was an impulse. Not going to regret it. What’s done is done.” Jack sighed, following him without question. This day stirred all kinds of emotions in him. Had Apollo Kian changed? As promised, Apollo had always been beside him throughout the day, helping him make friends and always ready for little tender gestures. This last move wasn’t like something the guy Jack knew from school would do. He didn’t know what to do with the fact that he started feeling oddly at ease whenever they were together. He cleared his throat. “Maybe we could wait in that hideout close to the base?” “Lead the way then.” Apollo walked by him, playing with his plastic gun. The paintball armor only made him look bigger and more impressive, which reminded Jack of the times when he used to go sit on the bleachers by the school’s basketball ground. He loved watching the players in their shirts and baggy short pants, especially Apollo Ki
Jack cleared his throat and quickly made his way back to the closet. “I’m good-looking enough to not call my boyfriend a trophy. Not like that fucker Raymond. I bet Hannah’s bored to death when she’s not out shopping with his credit card,” he growled, slipping on the shirt. Apollo put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the doorframe. “Hannah seems to like fake teeth.” “Too big for her mouth, right?” Jack swallowed. “Last year, she told me she had them done in Makati in the same clinic as her favorite celebrity.” “Annabelle? That lady has a lot of teeth.” “No idea,” said Jack but couldn’t hold back a smile. He buttoned up the shirt and reached for the boxer briefs, suddenly stopping with the underwear in the air. Was he supposed to slip it on under the towel as if he were on a beach, or just let the towel fall down and show Apollo the ass he worked for at the gym? Apollo saved him the trouble. “I’ll just wait in the lounge.” “Sure,” said Jack with fake confidence. “You c
“Oh, I bet you had no time to party at the university your parents paid for. You live in a fantasy world. It wasn’t like that for guys like me!” Apollo took big breaths, feeling attacked in the most personal of ways. In a way, someone like Manny Ramos could never reach him. Jack wrapped his hands on his nape with a low chuckle. “I did not, and if I hadn’t made it, I would still be indebted. It’s all my work. What did you do? You’re not an idiot, so why aren’t you in a supervisory position somewhere? You’re what, twenty-seven?” Apollo felt the heat on his face and nervously played with a button on his new shirt. “I couldn’t do what I wanted. My family washed their hands of me the moment I came out. Nothing like yours! You have no idea what I’ve been through!” He raised his voice even though he hadn’t intended to. “I was homeless, I had no money, and nowhere to go. You must be so fucking happy with yourself. You get to pay Apollo Kian to be ordered around all weekend. Fuck you.” Jack
Apollo Kian exhaled. For a moment he’d thought Raymond wanted to go skinny dipping with him. “See you later,” said Jack Napoleon and squeezed Apollo’s hands where they were placed over his rock-hard stomach. Raymond sighed and stepped back. “Enjoy your shopping trip.” “See you, Ray,” Apollo Kian said with a grin. Jack Napoleon bristled up. “See who I have to deal with?” he hissed as soon as the couple got out of hearing range. Apollo pulled his hands away and picked up the clothes. “Yeah, he seems like an ass, but now you have an extremely cool boyfriend, so nothing to stress out about.” Jack sighed and turned back to him, stuffing his shirt back into his pants. “Yeah, you don’t need much training, do you?” Apollo smirked, straightening up with pride. “Told you I could do it. I can even do a British accent actually.” Jack frowned, his plump lips moving like a dream whenever he said something. “You can?” Apollo cleared his throat for effect before changing his accent. “Yep, I l
“No… it’s just that I haven’t dated for a while. You’re getting scratched by the rust on my love joint― God that didn’t come out right either,” moaned Jack. He pinched the bridge of his nose as his cheeks burst with redness. That fair skin was one of the qualities that had made teasing him so easily. “Well, it’s not really a date, so you can chill out and tell me what you want unless you want me to oil your ‘love joint’, or some shit.” Apollo led him toward the door to the mall. It felt weird being gay in public like every single pair of eyes around them was on him. The convenience store act had been a great stunt, but now it was all becoming a lot more real. Jack sighed. “Okay, lesson one: never say stuff like that outside of our hotel room.” He walked up to the mall plan and narrowed his eyes, apparently looking for something specific. “You said ‘love joint’,” Apollo muttered. He didn’t know what Jack wanted anymore. “Yeah, that was terrible. Let’s just forget it and move on to s
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