Ralph's POV:
From the moment I met Jeng, I felt an undeniable attraction. It was more than just physical desire; it was the way he smiled and the sight of his abs dripping with sweat that made me feel like I couldn't control myself, imagining that someday I could have sex with him.
I was known among my friends as someone who chased after casual flings and thrilling encounters, but with Jeng, things felt different.
"Why do I feel so happy whenever I'm with Jeng?"
I often found myself pondering this question. I craved the thrill of being close to him, yet I sensed a deeper connection brewing beneath the surface of my lustful intentions.
Initially, I was driven by the heat of the moment. The way Jeng smiled at me ignited something primal inside me, a longing to possess him, to explore every inch of his being.
"I want to have him—not just as a friend"
"I want him to be mine."
I would admit to myself, knowing my intentions were far from innocent. But the more time we spent together, the more I realized that my feelings were evolving into something more profound. Jeng had a way of disarming me, making my heart race and making my manhood hard every time I see him.
But I know, not just with my lustful desire but with a genuine affection I hadn't anticipated. That I want to love him.
One evening, Jeng invited me to his house to celebrate his birthday—week had finally arrived, After a delicious dinner, we decided to watch a movie to wind down. As we lounged on the couch, the excitement of the day slowly faded, and the mood shifted into a comfortable, quiet moment. Everything felt perfect. I turned to him, smiling as I spoke.
"I'm really glad we're spending your birthday too, together. Happy Birthday, Jeng!"
I said softly. I leaned in closer, my heart pounding in my chest as he glanced at me, making the night feel even more special. The warmth between us was undeniable, and for once, I felt truly content in the present moment.
"Thank you Ralph." He said, I saw his eyes smiling with a sense of gratitude.
"Jeng, I wish I could be with you longer every time."
I said softly, my voice low, laden with longing. I could see the hesitation in his eyes, and I knew he felt it too. The chemistry between us crackled like electricity, and it was hard to ignore the urge to take that leap. But deep down, I wanted more than just a physical connection; I yearned for the chance to truly know him.
"W-why?" He asked me.
I slowly reached for his manhood, feeling a rush of excitement coursing through me. Just as I was about to take it in my hand, he pushed me away gently. His eyes widened with surprise, and I could sense a mix of hesitation and desire in his expression.
"Wh–what.. are you doing again Ralph?" his irritated response.
But I did it again; I didn't care if he would be angry. All I knew was that I wanted to suck his manhood. I forced him, and he couldn't do anything as I slowly took his manhood into my mouth, sucking him up and down.
I placed a cake on his banana and smiled as I waited for him to react. I deep-throated him, almost choking on it because of its size, but it was incredibly delicious. I picked up the pace, and I could see his face contorting in pleasure.
"W-wai--t..a-ah-hh... R-ral-p-h"
He moaned a lot, which made me more aggressive. I deep-throated him harder and harder until his banana's milk erupted in my mouth. It tasted so good that I swallowed it all.

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WHEN LOVE FAILS
RomanceJeremiah "Jeng" Ignacio has always believed in love, giving his heart fully despite facing a series of failed relationships, he retreats inward, focusing on self-love and finding strength in solitude. Through this, he begins to rediscover peace and...