Midnightamoon

Perfect...

Well, well... A comment from me that should have been made a long time ago. As we talked before, this is a story without heroes. All the characters are "purely" human. With flaws, desires, hopes and dreams. Each of them has something that makes you hate and love them (except my "hated" one (you know who he is). Despite the fact I see a Nick that is too broken. He was used and abused. Taken for granted beyond repair. Until he had to snap... In the most violent way. Then we have Bobby. A kid hunger for affection, that took the scraps that a psudo-father gave him. Two broken and abused persons that found on each other the strength to carry on.

Well... I said it once and I say it again... You are making another story that is hooking me up so F... Good. Thank you for keeping us on your marvelous journeys

Adrian is the classic abuser. Beautiful, seductive and dangerous. He is possessive to the core. He doesn't know how to love. Not truly.

I once told you... And I will repeat again. I will always wait patiently.

I get the feeling the boys are up for the trip of their lifes. Like always... Masterfully written. And... Welcome back

Thank you for the kind words. Chapter 2 is soon be available

Thank you for your kind words.

We are all survivors... But some battles are harder than others

(Sintra, Portugal, Present day.) A figure concealed by a heavy black hooded cloak entered through the half-closed doors of the ancient library. The rustling of the heavy cloth on the stone floor broke the silence of the place as he crossed the path he had traveled countless times before. The smell of old books and old wooden shelves was still the same as in his childhood. He had fled, all his adolescence, from this place, where the memories were too strong to be dispelled by a single though

Ah! One of your works I didn't commented... How unconsidered of me. This was a bright one... A proper love story with an happy ending.

The full moon continued to illuminate the world outside and I was already lying on my bed trying to close my eyes and go to sleep. The day had been completely insane and I was tired both physically and emotionally. "Psst! Primo. Move over..." he said in a whisper. I crawled across the bed to make room for him next to me, knowing that I wanted him next to me no matter what. His body sank into my mattress, taking up all the free space left on the small bed, and he ended up right next to

The journey back was made in silence. I sat motionless in the passenger seat as we drove back to the small village by the sea. My gaze was lost in the landscape that passed by the window. I kept reliving, over and over again, what just had happened. My confession, he looking away, his quick pulling out of me to put on his clothes in a hurry with the excuse that we had to go back. “Stupid… stupid…” I thought as I fought back the tears that insisted on burning my eyes. “Did you think he

Luís is having his first love. But... There is more to it. Stay tuned

The sun was already shining brightly when I woke up the next morning. Outside, life had long since awakened. The murmuring sounds of the waves could be heard in the distance. However, in that room, life had stopped the night before. I could still feel the sweet throb of my cousin's cock inside me. My poor hole was sore and swollen. I rubbed my eyes, trying to dispel the sleep that still insisted on dominating me and preventing me from being fully awake. I looked around and there was no sign