PrologueI can feel it,that euphoric feeling and fear. The forbidden sensation that propelled me forward, that made me open my heavy mouth and ask the question that I have been dying to“What would you do to me Arnold?” Almost couldn't recognize my voice, so deep and raspy releshinh the want that I have been feeling for the past few days, driving me insanely crazy in the most taunting way ever.The fire was clearly ignited in Arnold's eyes, but he looked calm, collected in a way I wasn’t but that shouldn't come as a surprise right?“I’d start out by kissing the corner of your lips. Right here.”Arnold reached out and brushed his thumb over the left side of my mouth, ever lightly yet sending chills down my spine.“Just…just right there?” I was ridiculously breathless when all Arnold Thomas is doing ,was talking about a damn kiss.“Before showing you in every inch how much I burn for you, yes. From there, I’d kiss the other side. I’d draw it out, tease you and make you wait, savor you be

LUCAS's POV The single red rose flower I was supposed to give Sophia! Forgot it, probably on the...I can't even remember where I kept it. Damn it, meet Lucas Edgar, your not so bright yet famous Kingston quarterback. Supposed to give Sofia the rose flower when I went to pick her up and I missed these very important details, and the candles too, I didn't light them. I didn't know when to light them and what if the house got burnt or the bed sheet caught fire while I was at Sophia's place?My hands were beginning to get sweaty. It seems silly that working the gym is nothing on me but arranging a perfect valentine night for Sophia is getting me all worked up. Didn't realize my grip on Sophia was getting too tight till she squeezed her hands gently, giving me the are you okay kinda look. I gently rubbed her gorgeously soft manicured fingers and kissed them before parking the car out front. I quickly turned to open Sophia's door, ignoring the unsettling feeling creeping on me . "Thank

LUCAS' POV "Please open the door, Sophia !" I kept knocking hard at her pink coloured bedroom door and tried opening it when I didn't receive any response, Damn it is locked. I desperately needed to apologize to Sophia, I don't know for what exactly but I feel really bad. It's been all my fault, when was the last time we had an alone time with cuddles and all. Six months or what, that's if I remember clearly, we kiss a lot but I just don't get the butterflies and all jittery, the most embarrassing is anytime we try to get on it and I can't seem to get hard. "Sophia ...!" I shouted before slumping down and sitting on the cold tiles, my back resting on the door. I don't want to believe anything is wrong with me, "Maybe you're getting tired of Sophia she has been your only girlfriend since high school and needed a change of flavor huh" my subconscious mind kept taunting me. "Nahhh, We had breakups in between which I salvaged. Besides, sometimes you can't help it but have one or two lies

Lucas's POV Just when I thought I was having enough issues going on in my life with Sophia , the probability of me having an issue with getting hard. A nerdy guy had to come and complicate everything up for me in a really bad way, wild way! Whatever your name is. The point is everything is driving me crazy, the universe must have picked me up to play chess on its best day. Because what the hell just happened out there on the beach?! To make matters worse, I missed Sonia's call when I was busy grinding humps with the Tesla driver. I took a deep breath , nervously playing with my wristwatch while I waited for Sophia to come get the door. That night was long forgotten , I tried my deepest best to keep everything in, buried deep down. We got so lucky, I didn't know how Jarey convinced the coach to give us a break because apparently I happen to be the only one with a hangover in the team. Harry said the coach will let it slide because we have been making the school proud since

Lucas POV ***** Arnold gasped and I felt his cock pulsing in my chute, suddenly unloading his semen deep within my bowels. He was grunting as his cock pulsated within me. I stared up at him, shocked. After a few moments, his breathing getting calmer, he began pulling his cock from my ass. It felt like he was ripping my insides! I squealed while he pulled his member from my bowels, cum dripping from the head of his dick. He slapped my ass cheek with his prick after he pulled it out of me, leaving a trail of cum on my butt. Later, after I had regained full consciousness, Arnold and I had a long talk about him fucking my ass. He convinced me that I told him I wanted him to fuck me up the ass while we were drunk, and he was simply obliging with my wishes. It was dubious, but then again, I had been pretty intoxicated that night. So I forgave him but I told him I didn’t want him fucking my ass again! We had a pretty happy relationship, having sex fairly regularly through our college year