German Town Boy
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Last published Fri, Apr 3, 2020
Pale blue eyes, dirty blond locks, and six plus feet of pure, unadulterated man. I felt the excitement the first time our eyes met, the electricity from those wicked blue eyes with bad intentions. Dirty. That's the look that he had on his face, as we watched each other from across the room. Who knew that those wicked eyes with wicked intentions would hold so much more than dirty thoughts?
Certainly not I.
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𝘔𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘪, 𝘈 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘢 𝘶𝘱𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘑𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘋𝘰𝘯. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘺? 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒊𝒅 𝑪𝒖𝒔𝒔 𝑨𝒏 𝑨 𝑭𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝑨 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝑯𝒊𝒎 𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈!
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We stand in silence, as I sip my water, and he watches me do it. Finally, he breaks the silence. "I'm sorry if I... offended you by sleeping in your bed last night. This morning. Whatever." "It's fine. You didn't do anything." He nods, his eyes far away, as if thinking of how to word his views. "I didn't do anything... but I wanted to. I wanted to so badly." I nearly choke on my water. I don't know what's worse; his confession, or how nonchalantly he says it, as if he's reading the weather. "Come again?" I say, thinking that I must have heard him wrong. He shrugs. "I want to fuck you." Again, he is as nonchalant as ever. I just stare stupidly, my mouth agape. He closes my mouth, grinning at me, wicked intentions in his eyes. Not so nonchalant anymore, I see. "Um, I-I...I don't..." I stop talking, realising what a total idiot I sound like, while his grin broadens. In that second, I am grateful for my dark skin, as he can't see me blushing. "Tongue-tied?" My cheeks get hotter. "Shut the fuck up." He actually laughs. "Don't worry, honey," he says, his hot breath brushing against my face, shocking me. When did he get this close? "One day," he whispers, now in my ear,"I will fuck you." I realise that my eyes are closed and I open them. He's gone. I stand there frozen, in total shock. What the actual fuck just happened? *** When all you know is disappointment, you become your own best friend. You isolate yourself from everyone else. You need no one; love is a weakness. That's the case with me. Then, Prince Charming rides in and changes everything. Except, he isn't a prince. He is light, but he holds darkness; he is joy, but he knows pain; he is beauty, but within him is imperfection and ugliness. He is just like me, but he is also my opposite. He is the Yin to my Yang. *** A lot of the original sexual content has been removed from this version, but the extra R rated one is also on my profile. *** •Mature, 18Complete
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I heard him chuckle. "Oh. Yuh vex because mi nuh reply to yuh message?" My head snapped around so quick to look at this fool, seeing him standing there with a nonchalant look on his face. I had to mentally coach myself to swollow the 'suck yuh mada' that was on the tip of my tongue. "Fuck you."
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