Connor is a gaming YouTuber testing out a new game who meets a game character named Athos who becomes more real than any person he's ever met. Although their attraction, their chemistry, and the truth behind the game are shrouded in mystery, he still manages to see Athos as the only real light in his life.
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He put his hand on my chest, sliding down slowly, and stared deeply into my eyes. I could understand every thought running through his mind, his imagination is not beyond my comprehension. Everything is usually a joke to me, but right now, it's all real.
The shivers on my body from his touch, that's real. My body reacting to every beat of his heart, that's real. My need to make his body react, that's real.
Parting his lips, pink and soft, he spoke, "Can you feel me?" I blinked at the question. I know, it's a straightforward question. No. The answer is no, of course.
As the wind blowing off the trees rushed past us, I responded, "Yes, I can."
He's real to me, in this moment, he is.
-Warning: this contains sexual content between two men, explicit language, and depictions of illegal substances, corruption, and sexual assault.
" 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.
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