The Unwritten Chapter

The golden rays of morning seeped through Cael's curtains, gently waking him. His eyes fluttered open, and his face immediately turned red. The vivid remnants of his dream came rushing back, leaving him flustered. It was just a dream… he told himself, though his embarrassment grew as he glanced down at his wet pants.

"Seriously?" Cael muttered, burying his face in his hands. His cheeks burned as he sat frozen, replaying the dream. Why am I… disappointed? he thought, shaking his head quickly in denial. Snap out of it, Cael! It was really unfortunate, but Cael modeled for him Naked, covered with a plain thin blanket that flex the contours of his body, it was embarrassing but he still, he left with swollen lips that night. Blushing at the thoughts he waved his right hand in embarrassment.

Pushing the thoughts away, he got out of bed and went through his morning routine, determined to focus on the day ahead. After a quick breakfast, he was ready to leave when he spotted Nathan standing outside his home.

Nathan looked… different. He seemed hesitant, his usual confident demeanor replaced by something softer, almost vulnerable. Cael frowned in worry and rushed out to meet him.

"Nathan?" he called out, his voice laced with concern. As he got closer, he cupped Nathan's cheeks, his thumb grazing the man's tan skin. "Is everything alright?"

Nathan blinked, surprised by the intimate gesture, before his lips curled into a small smile. "I'm fine," he reassured Cael, covering Cael's hand with his own. To ease Cael's worry, Nathan leaned in and pressed a light kiss to his cheek.

Cael froze, his heart skipping a beat. His eyes widened, and as the realization hit him, he stumbled back. "W-Wha—" he started, but before he could lose his balance, Nathan's arms caught him.

"Careful," Nathan teased, his smile turning into a mischievous grin.

Cael's face turned an even deeper shade of red. "You… you can't just—ugh!" he stammered, pulling away. Without another word, he quickly started walking toward the bus stop.

Nathan followed, smirking as he kept teasing Cael along the way. "You're cute when you're flustered, you know."

"Stop it!" Cael whined, refusing to look back as his heart continued to race.

Time went by in the seminar room, Nathan and Cael were nowhere to be found.

The "unused storage room" sign on the door seemed like a blessing as Cael and Nathan stumbled inside, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. The air was thick with the scent of pheromones, and Cael's mind was clouded with desire. He had been fantasizing about Nathan for what felt like an eternity, and now, here they were, alone in this cramped space.

As they kissed, Nathan's hands roamed Cael's body, his fingers tracing the contours of his shaft. Cael moaned into Nathan's mouth, his body responding to the touch. He was drunk on pheromones, his senses overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of the moment.

Nathan leaned down, his lips wrapping around Cael's shaft. Cael's eyes went wide as he felt a jolt of pleasure. He tried to push Nathan away, but his strength was no match for the other man's passion. Nathan's fingers slipped inside him, sending shivers down his spine.

Cael moaned again, this time louder, as Nathan continued to lick and suck him. His mind was reeling with sensations he had never experienced before. This wasn't how he had imagined it would happen - not in a dusty storage room filled with old boxes and forgotten supplies. But he couldn't deny the pleasure that coursed through his veins.

As Nathan pulled out a condom from his wallet and put it on, Cael felt a surge of fear mixed with anticipation. The sight of Nathan's huge shaft made him bite his lip in concern - it was bigger than anything he had ever seen before.

"Uhh uh!" Cael cried out as pain shot through him when Nathan entered him slowly but firmly.

But as soon as they started moving together in sync - every stroke hit that one sweet spot deep within him making those waves crash harder against each shore leaving them lost forever now at sea...Nathan moved carefully at first trying hard not cause any more discomfort however after some few gentle thrusts finding what turns them both ecstatically euphoric.

Cael could only make soft mewling noises while hanging limply from those strong shoulders gently bobbing back & forth beneath; saliva drooled forming strings attaching their skin sucking deeper until... almost knotted - just one more thrust would have sealed their fate but somehow managed stopping short knowing full well if taken further those thin latex walls wouldn't hold such force back shattering all safe guards between them leaving behind something far more profound than just sweat drenched skin & exhausted limbs trembling still wanting release yet fearing unknown long term binding consequences still echoing heavily within hearts racing wildly pounding chest upon chest under heavy breathing tension filling air thick once more standing frozen locked bodies sharing space reluctant letting go longing gazes tangled amidst messy hair soaked shirts sticking damply warm foreheads pressed seeking calming reassurance whispering softly "it's okay" though hearts screamed otherwise refusing be silenced nor tamed.

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Nathan emerged from the storage room first, his shirt slightly disheveled but his face radiating satisfaction. Behind him, Cael followed, his cheeks flushed and his movements stiff. He avoided meeting anyone's eyes, his embarrassment almost palpable.

At the far end of the hallway, Julls stood with his arms crossed, his expression darkening. Fury flickered in his eyes as he watched Nathan smirk and subtly rest his hand on Cael's lower back—before letting it slide just low enough to touch Cael's butt.

Julls' hands clenched into fists as his jaw tightened. So this is how you're going to play it, Nathan? he thought, his anger simmering dangerously.

'You're all talk but you can't even act, a demon like you deserves to be eliminated'

'You're one to talk'

Cael, noticing the inappropriate touch, slapped Nathan's hand away. "Stop it!" he hissed, his voice a mix of annoyance and embarrassment.

Nathan only chuckled, leaning closer. "What? Still turned on, angel? We just—"

"Don't say it out loud!" Cael cut him off, his face turning crimson as he glanced around nervously. He couldn't believe what they'd done, and here Nathan was teasing him about it.

Nathan's grin widened, thoroughly enjoying Cael's flustered state. "Relax," he said, patting Cael's back. "Come on, let's get out of here."

As they stepped outside, Nathan's tone shifted, becoming softer. "By the way… I might need to leave for a week," he began, rubbing the back of his neck.

Cael stopped walking and looked at him, confused. "Why?"

"It's my mom's wedding," Nathan explained. "I would've invited you, but…" He hesitated, looking genuinely apologetic. "She said no friends or lovers. She wants it to be just family, and apparently, her family's huge."

Cael smiled and gently kissed Nathan's cheek. "That's okay. It's your mom's big day. You should go and enjoy it."

Nathan returned the smile, leaning down to kiss Cael on the lips. Their moment was interrupted by the sound of giggling.

"Get a room, you two!" one girl teased as she and her friend walked past.

Cael immediately pushed Nathan away, his face red with embarrassment. "You're impossible," he muttered, though his lips curved into a small smile.

Nathan laughed softly, his expression turning serious for a moment. "Be careful while I'm gone, okay? Don't go anywhere alone with strangers."

Cael nodded, touched by Nathan's concern. But as Nathan moved to leave, Cael grabbed his arm and held him close. "Come back quick, okay?" he whispered, his voice almost pleading.

Nathan smiled warmly, pulling Cael into a deep kiss. His arms wrapped around Cael's small waist, holding him tightly as the city lights bathed them in a romantic glow.

When they finally parted, Nathan left, and Cael walked home, his mind swirling with emotions. As he lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts drifted. Am I gay?

He thought back to his old life as El Johansen. All he'd cared about was work, books, and video games. His siblings had set him up on countless blind dates, but none had ever worked out. He'd always been too oblivious, too focused on other things to notice any romantic potential.

Now, here he was, in Cael's body, experiencing feelings he'd never allowed himself to explore. Nathan's charm had awakened something in him, but Julls… Julls was different. His dark eyes, commanding presence, and overpowering pheromones left Cael feeling dazed, almost addicted.

What is wrong with me? On top of that, SEX IN THAT DUSTY ROOM! I really have become a promiscuous person! Literally no different to street slut men!! Cael thought, frustrated. Exhausted from the whirlwind of emotions, he finally fell asleep, his dreams haunted by the faces of two men who had turned his world upside down.