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“Kathy?” Lucas’ shaky voice called out. “What are you doing?” She didn’t move an inch. She didn’t turn behind to look either. “Lucas?” It was the calmest voice Kevin had ever heard. “Yea,” he said. “Listen, whatever it is that’s bothering you, I swear this isn’t going to solve any of your problems.” “You don’t know that,” she whispered. “You don’t know anything.” The lazy breeze brushed across their bodies interrupting the brief silence. “You don’t know me … or my fucked up life …” K
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Aidan carefully penetrated Rick’s hole, and without any effort, his dick went half way in. The excessive lube had definitely helped allow it to slip in but Aidan had also prepped Rick’s ass to take his cock, despite his girth. He pulled it out and thrust in again. Rick’s legs rested on Aidan’s shoulders as he laid near the edge of the bed, while Aidan stood. He had to be mindful to keep a firm grip on Rick’s legs. Being so frail, they’d slip, and fall and Rick had no control over them.
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Aidan didn’t mean to end the party the way it did. Even though Naomi claimed she enjoyed every minute of it, he knew she had only said it to make him feel better. By the time he and Corey got back into the living room, Rick was long gone. “He said he wasn’t feeling too well, so he went back to his room,” Naomi told him. So, as soon as everyone left, Aidan went to check on Rick. The door was halfway open, and he found Rick emptying his stuff from the wardrobe. His heart skipped a beat. “Hey,”
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The one thing Aidan hated most in the world was someone disturbing him while he worked. When he painted in his art studio, he was a totally different person in a totally different world. He was Adonis—the famous painter who did not belong in this world because being cut off from everything, his creativity and imagination could fly free. He’d even soundproofed his art studio for that very reason. So, when Rick knocked on the door and came in, he grew extremely irritated. He was trying to figu
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The next morning, a loud crashing noise came from the room next to Aidan’s, and he woke up with a start. With nothing but his boxers on, he rushed out, moving in the direction of the sound. When he reached Rick’s room, he found the bed all made up and there no sign of Rick anywhere. The bathroom door was slightly ajar, and he could see the lights penetrating through. Aidan walked toward it and cautiously knocked on the door, he stepped inside halfway, and his eyes widened. The scene inside
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Aidan barely ate that day. The dinner Mrs. Hutchinson had made for him ended up stuffed inside the refrigerator untouched. Soon, though, he sensed a massive headache coming on. He decided to take a shot of black coffee to help it and put the kettle on to boil. Resting himself back at the kitchen counter, his train of thoughts went back to the moment when Rick’s brother-in-law had caught them kissing. Rick did tell him the guy was a total homophobe and from what Aidan had witnessed, Victor wa
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Aidan had a lot on his mind. It had been a busy week and he just wanted to sleep, but there was one call he had to make before he hit the hay. Rick took the call almost immediately. “Hey,” he said. “I didn’t expect you to call tonight. I assumed you’d be exhausted.” That he was. All the traveling he’d done going to New York and back on the same day had been extremely tiring. “Yeah, you can’t imagine the day I’ve had.” While fully clothed and with his shoes on, he let himself fall back on
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The last and hottest painting of Rick was finished the next day, and Aidan felt an immense pride tagging it with the Art by Adonis signature at the bottom. He left all three portraits in his art studio and promised Rick he’d show them to him after their date. He also called Kim to give her the good news, and as expected, she couldn’t wait to see the paintings. Apparently, Monday—which was the following day—was too late for her. But Aidan didn’t care, and Kim had to give up. They would also be ge
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The second portrait didn’t take long to finish. Rick now found it more comfortable being Aidan’s inspiration. He’d once even said he felt proud he could inspire the famous artworks by Adonis. Aidan had to remind him these portraits weren’t going out to the public until the end of the year, so calling them famous just then would be inappropriate. The situation turned slightly more complex when an idea came to Aidan, and he had to tell Rick about it. He had just arrived back at his place w
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“You were right. Bratty is pregnant,” he told Rick over the phone later that night. “What am I going to do?” After dropping off Rick, Aidan had called up his friend, who also happened to be a vet, to get an appointment for early that evening. After checking Bratty over, his friend had confirmed the cat was indeed expected to have her kittens in a week or two. Aidan was freaking out. “Calm down, Mr. Ross,” Rick said on the other end of the line. “It’s going to be alright. How’s she do
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“I DON’T know his name, okay?” I yelled at Judy for the umpteenth time. “I don’t even really know where he lives. I just met him on my way back home.” We were at our usual place in a local bar and Judy, my coworker, decided that she’d make me regret telling her anything about the guy I’d met on the subway train. “And your ass just happen to fall on his dick?” “No!” My face flushed. “And anyway, what gives you the idea that I bottomed and not him?” I asked lowering my voice. She giggl
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Your comments make me laugh! You are a funny guy I love it. And I love how you play with words... Bratty having Brittens hahaha Back to the story though, yes, Rick lacks a lot of self-esteem and Aidan can definitely help him out of it. I think Aidan will be the person who will bring a positive change in his life. Thanks for reading, buddy! I truly appreciate you taking out the time to read and leave an engaging comment like that.
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Aidan is definitely good for Rick. They are meant to be it seems, don't they? Thanks for reading Jeff!
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Rick's back as you've already read is a bit twisted yes. Your theory is so creative. I am very happy to see you're so connect to Rick and Aidan.. makes me feel like I am doing something right with the characters. Also, Aidan not being a braggart - that's how I wanted him portrayed. You caught that right! I mean he is a nice guy... he has all these luxuries.. yet, he remains down to earth. Who can't like him eh? Cheers!
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He may be Find out about it more in Chapter 3 ... it's up! Thanks for reading.
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Kevin and Lucas ended up having the same classes for the day. So they tagged along from one room to another, making sure to sit beside each other. It worked well for the most part of the day, except when they got really late for their History class. Kevin couldn’t help it though. He had to pee really badly. They somehow rushed for the class and reached just a second before the teacher arrived. There were only two seats left at the extreme ends, far away from each other. Both of them looked a
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He’d spent the past hour trying to comfort his model, but with every passing minute, Rick seemed to grow more nervous. Aidan had tried to calm him with the help of some caffeine. He even tried to explain to him what he was doing, but it only seemed to aggravate his anxiety. Finally, he decided to simply ask. Aidan sighed. “What can I do to make you relax, Rick?” “I’m sorry, Mr. Ross,” Rick said with his eyes lowered. “But I told you, I’ve never done this before.” “You don’t have to d
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The desire to touch him overwhelmed me and I raised my hand to his face. It took him by surprise and I felt his head jerk under my touch. My fingers traced every inch of his face. Such smooth skin. And unlike me, there wasn’t a single amount of fat present on his face. The chiseled features made me imagine a very handsome man. He’d closed his eyes and his mouth was slightly open. When my fingers reached his lips he kissed them ever so gently and my tummy flipped. “What color are your eye
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Aidan had never been to this part of the neighborhood. He’d heard of it, of course. But he’d never known anyone who lived in downtown Los Angeles. Until now. He’d parked his BMW in front of an old house and waited. It was the address Rick had texted him from his phone. Aidan couldn’t decide if he should go up to the door and knock or simply wait for him in the car. Finally, he settled on staying right there. Aidan took his phone out and was about to text Rick when a knock on the win
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Thank YOU Arran. Thank you for reading and taking the time to post a comment. I really appreciate it Do check out my other on-going stories as well (Stepping into the Light With You and Art by Adonis!)
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I am soooo happy I got you hooked on this one, Paul. Hope you like it more as the story progresses Do check out my other on-going stories as well (Stepping into the Light With You and Art by Adonis!)
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I agree. It's great that Aidan saw beyond the wheel chair and asked Rick to be his model So glad you enjoyed this. Do check out my other on-going stories as well (Stepping into the Light With You and Dear Stranger!)
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