Birds Without Wings(bxb)

Birds Without Wings(bxb)

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Romance
Cloud has been dreaming of being a professional fighter in the biggest MMA organization, TFL, ever since he saw his former childhood friend Jameel make it up the ranks and become the famous light heavyweight champion of the world. The only problem is, Cloud is not cut out to be a fighter. He is small and even fighting weight classes below his former friend, he can't seem to catch his footing. What's worse, Jameel doesn't even remember him and refuses to offer any help. That is until Jameel comes up with a deal that will be mutually beneficial for both of them. Or so he hopes. Cloud's reasons for fighting may not be as innocent as people think. Will Jameel be able to save him from drifting away? Nothing is funny. Jameel proves it by making me scream. With my pink nipple tucked between his teeth, he pulls my hair in a tight fist. "I'm sorry." The stretch has me closing my eyes tight for a smidge of relief. Jameel is licking me but not letting go. "Sorry for what?" "For lying, sir." "Say my name." "Ja..." I start and don't finish. I used to call him just like that. We were so innocent. We didn't even know how to spell ulterior motive.
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" this all is your fucking fault" all of a sudden I was slammed against my locker,towering over me was my arch enemy 'Sam the Dam'. My head was pounding against the hard surface,I hissed in pain glaring straight to him. He was fuming with anger like a predator ready to attack his prey. He stretched his right hand to grab my neck and placed the left one on my shoulder to keep me still. He lowered his chin to my ear and snarled "you are fucking dead 'Meth' ,if I have a slightest clue of your involvement in this shit, I will hunt you down till your last breath". I was choking on air and my vision was a blur ,for a while I thought I was going to die .Mustering all the courage that I could have found, I yanked him away from me. Mean while I was gasping for the air, that dickhead had his usual cocky smirk. I aimed at him and broke his nose ,blood oozing in droplets" want to mess with me Sammy! , first of all clear your own shit, you son of a bitch! "with that I punched hard-on his lower abdomen while he was still holding his bleeding nose, I left the locker room with a sense of victory. Two competent boxers who can't stand each other for a moment without insulting.... Ultimately fall in love. Man*man gay romance leave if you are homophobic.

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