It was never supposed to happen. But one moment turned into another, and slowly, the line between curiosity and desire began to blur.
Trevour Brixton grew up in a loving and supportive family. Yet beneath his quiet curiosity was a young man eager to...
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STRONG BUT SOFT
Trevour's POV
June 06, 2019 (Thursday)
"Okay, Dad. I'll tell them to send you the documents," I heard Kuya Tristan say over the phone.
Andito ako ngayon sa office ni Kuya. Since next week pa ang pasok ko, and I offered to help them with the special magazine issue for June last time na nandito ako. Sumama na ako rito kaninang umaga. Wala din naman akong makakasama sa bahay dahil nagsimula na noong Lunes ang pasok ni Kuya Traylor.
Napatingin ako sa kanya ng ibaba ang telepono at naglakad sa aking direksyon. I'm currently sitting on a long sofa sa office ni Kuya, a bit bored since wala pa akong masyadong ginagawa. Nandito na ako simula 8 ng umaga, at ngayon, mag-aalas dose na ng tanghali.
Kuya stood right in front of me and started ruffling my hair. "What do you want to eat for lunch?" he asked gently, his hands still in my hair.
I could see the exhaustion in his eyes. He's been juggling both school and helping out with the company, and it shows.
Dad is on a three day business trip overseas. He flew to Japan kaninang madaling araw. Hindi na niya kami inabala sa paghatid sa kanya.
Bago umalis, hindi niya nakalimutang magpaalam sa amin. Nagising na lamang ako kaninang madaling araw nang maramdaman ko ang banayad na halik niya sa aking noo. "Goodbye, Daddy. Fly safe," I whispered, feeling a small warmth spread through me. After that, I drifted back to sleep.
"I can eat anything, Kuya. I don't have any cravings in particular," sagot ko rito, sabay ngiti sa kanya.
He smiled back, then went back to his table and grabbed his phone. Mukhang may tinatawagan siya.
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Hindi nagtagal, may sumagot sa kabilang linya. Kuya placed his phone on the table and turned on speaker.
"What's taking you so long, Twan?" inis na tanong ni Kuya sa kausap. 'Ah! Si Kuya Twan pala kausap niya,' naisip ko.
"Calm down, bro. I told you may inasikaso ako. What made you call me? Papunta na ko diyan," sagot ni Kuya Twan.
"My brother's here. Grab something for us to eat before heading here. Hindi pa kami naglunch," seryoso at may authority na utos ni Kuya Tristan.
"Maka-utos ka naman, parang delivery boy ako. Pasalamat ka nandyan si baby boy," ungas ni Kuya Twan.
"Loudspeaker mo nga," dagdag nito.
"You're on loudspeaker, nadidinig ka niya. And stop calling him baby boy," inis na sagot ni Kuya Tristan.
"Hello, Trevvy!!! Miss you, BIG BOY!!" sigaw ni Kuya Twan mula sa telepono.
