The Lemon Pill (boyxboy)

Chapter Five: Dick Magnet

SCOTT'S

"Trust me, nothing in this world can ever be as happy as Dr. Harrington right now," Christopher added, smiling at me.

I think I'm going to get murdered pretty soon.

Just now, I realized how I took Christopher for granted.

I've been holding him on his neck for a while now and I felt guilty for always slipping out of the plan because I'm often uncle's horny dog bone.

Remembering my friendship with Christopher, I would always set him aside whenever I need my dick in someone else's mouth or arse. I remember the time when I took him to a club to spend time with him in the day he would always break down.

"Where are we going?" he asked.

"It's a surprise, you'll love it I promise," I told him as I parked at the club's car park.

That day was the exactly the day Ashe left seven years ago. Every year, at that day, Christopher would lock himself at his room to cry all day and make the burden heavier. Never did he had taken any food the whole day.

But that day, I promised that I'm going to make him forget the pain and enjoy his life.

Christopher has always been there for me through my hard times, but this is not to make that up. I'm just here to support him.

"Surprise? Scott, I'm not Ashe..."

"I thought we've agreed on not talking about him tonight?" I asked, cutting his sentence.

"Sorry," he said, masking all his emotions.

We got into the club and we had the most spontaneous conversation.

He was finally happy and he finally didn't talk about Ashe. Probably because he's drunk.

But that's alright.

Soon enough, a hot guy was eyeing me from a distance and was eye pointing the restroom.

"Umm, I'll be back in a while, okay,?" I said.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"That guy has been eye-fucking me the whole time," I started. "Better give him what he wants before he eye-rapes me," I said.

I approached the guy and he took my arms and pulled me out of the club. We made out at the back of the club until he was already grabbing my raging dick in my pants.

"Not here," I told the guy.

Minutes later, we were already in his apartment and we were fucking the whole night.

Then I realized, I left Christopher for three hours now.

I received a message from him for about an hour ago as I checked my mobile.

Christopher: Where are you?

And because I was still horny despite of cumming thrice, I called an uber for him and gave the driver my contact so I can pay him instead sometime since the uber company is a friend of my dad's.

Me: I'll send an uber for you.

After texting him, I went back to being wild on the sheets with Mr. Hottie and we literally had wild love making for five hours. I fell right into the spell of this very muscular, good looking, and a gifted mouth jock, that I forgot I had a friend who needs me at the moment.

I woke up, covered in sweat and used condoms and the hot jock asked me to leave before his girlfriend arrives who was in Orlando doing God knows what!

On the drive home, I realized how terrible of a friend I was and that I can fuck for five hours straight. But mostly, I thought about my conscience.

And no this is not Bullshit, I thought I've learned, yet I didn't.

When I got home the day after, I went straight to Christopher's after taking my bath because I really smelled like cum.

Chris locked himself again in his room so I waited twelve hours for him to come out.

I really want to help him get over Ashe because firstly, I believe that he's not worth it, not because Ashe dumped me, but because I've seen how great of a person Christopher is and I personally don't think Ashe deserves him. And second is because Christopher deserves to be happy.

The problem is, this crazy man thinks Ashe is the only person that can make him happy.

And as expected, he was a sobbing mess. His eyes were red and teary, his face was pale, and as I look at his eyes, all I could see was the look of brokenness.

I rely need to set this part of me aside. I should focus on my priorities. I did it before anyway, set aside love and sex, study first then get laid after graduation.

So I think I have to set aside my little biggy willy's needs, and prioritize on my best friend's needs.

"So, are you of any need?" I asked the both of them.

"Well, you are going to give a talk later, right?" Donnatella asked.

"Yes," I said.

"Please tell me you've prepared..." Donnatella muttered.

"Of course," I replied, pulling my phone in my pocket.

Christopher wasn't saying anything at all. It was obvious that he was pretending to be busy with the paperwork in front of him, considering the fact that all the paper in front of him were logs.

I decided to give him his air and proceeded to the stage.

After a while, a lot of guests have arrived, many of then were entertained by Christopher, who was the head of the documentation, while I was wondering around and answering a few questions here and there, relieving a lot of gratitude.

Hours have passed and I was already giving my talk to a lot of medical students. After the talk, I proceeded to Christopher to ask him how he's been doing.

"So, everything all right?" I asked. He looked at me and he looked very stressed.

"Yeah, I think. Well, technically, nothing's a mess so I guess everything is all right," he replied.

"Well, I don't think your body agrees with you," I said.

"What? Why?" he asked.

"Well, you're sweating a pile,and you hair is messy,"

"So? It's hot here," he said.

"Christopher, it's 12 degrees here, you're not wearing a coat like me and you're hair never gets messy," I deadpanned.

"Whatever," he said.

"Um, sorry for a while ago... At the clinic," I said, ashamed of what I've done.

"Yeah, yeah. Sure," he replied. "Shit..." he whispered, looking at my back.

"What?" I asked.

"Is that him?" he asked.

"Who?"

"Behind you, by the stage, Ashe."

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