Fated to my best friend

LIAM'S POV

Fuck, I can't continue bearing this, holding back my feelings. I can't bear looking at him and not wanting to claim him as mine.

My hands reached for my lower zippers, I pulled it down and my cock sprang free.

Hard.

It has always been hard for him — only him. Even when he didn't do much, just his scent, his eyes, his lips, his voice. That alone could drive me insane.

I stroked my cock, the room filled with the slippery sound of my precum against my palm. I clutched his cloth with my left hand, sniffing it hard. I should be ashamed right now, but all I could think of was him, and how he made me feel. I groaned and quickened my pace, stroking my cock while I reeled my head backwards.

“ Argh” I groaned, lips pressed tight, eyes shut. I remembered the way his body rubbed against mine the previous night. The way he cuddled onto me innocently like he could trust me.

Of course he could trust me! I have lived with this desire for ages, I have watched him flirt with girls, kiss them, hold them.

What did I do? Nothing!

I smiled when he introduced them to me, watched him make love to them even when my heart bled, but I never did anything, instead I would say “ tell me when you need me gone” with a smile on my face.

He trusted me with his secrets, trusted me to help him out. When he wanted someone to accompany him, he trusted me to show up. I always did, with a smile on my face.

He trusted me with everything….everything except his heart.

“fuck” i whispered, voice hoarse as my body numbed from the pleasure coarsing through my vein.

My chest tightened. I shouldn't have this kind of feeling for my best friend. I knew, I tried.

I stayed away for days to stop my heart from beating erratically when I set my eyes on him but it didn't work. He was my fucking mate, I knew when I set my eyes on him. I tried to avoid him back at high school but it only got worse. All he needed to do was get a girlfriend and it was enough to drive me insane.

“Argh” I groaned, rough, hard as cum spilled all over my body. I snapped my eyes shut, my muscles still trembling from the pleasure.

I had no neighbours so I knew no one could hear me. I and Noah had rented an apartment outside the school, that way we weren't bound by college rules and curfew.

My phone pinged and I was drawn back to reality. A sigh escaped my lips as I saw the message ID. It was Andrew. The only friend I had other than Noah.

Andrew was like my confidante, listening to me when my best friend and mate indulged in fun. Andrew knew of my feelings for Noah and he would always remind me how difficult it was for humans to be with the likes of us.

The one reason I have been holding back.

“Hey man, I think you should come have some fun. Cute girls and …guys”

I exhaled after reading the message. Andrew never ceased to intentionally annoy me. He relished the feeling of seeing me angry. But, I had something important to do.

“I can't. Busy.” i replied, then tossed the phone away. I sat down for a while staring at Noah’s photo on the wall. His black hair that fell in short waves, silky and soft to touch. His eyes were brown, tempting and arousing with a lean but well built frame.

My eyes narrowed at his picture.

I was done waiting for him to notice me. I was done enduring how my muscles tensed and how my breathing shallowed whenever he cuddled up next to me.

My phone rang again and I hissed, forced myself up from the bed and picked up the phone.

“ Hello” i answered while walking towards the bathroom.

“ Do you need me to contact the school management before you come home?” A stern cold voice said through the phone.

My hands tightened around the phone. I stared at the caller ID–Mr Luca. It was my father. I sighed.

“You wouldn't do that”

“I particularly find it charming when you challenge me” he said with a tinge of amusement.

“No need to call the school, I will be back” i said. He breathed out deeply.

“ What's the point of acting poor when you are….”

My jaws ticked, “let's talk later father”

I didn't let him say more and ended the call, tossing it onto the bed before stepping into the bathroom.

I turned on the tap and let the water wash away the sin I just committed. The sin of jerking off to the thought of my best friend. Fuck it, he was my mate.

I remembered what he had said in high school.

“They act like they own the world” he whispered to his friends, a scowl laced on his face.

I instantly stopped Gerald, my driver, from showing up to take me home. I chose to trek, joined public transport and even when the bus galloped so hard that I hit my head, I endured. Even when the skin of sweaty men rubbed against mine, I only swallowed, dug my nails into my palm— I endured. All just to look like every other normal student.

Poor enough not to be hated.

I learnt he wanted to be an actor so I also applied to be an actor. Just to remain close to him and always look out for him. All this I have done and yet …..I was still just a bestfriend.

My phone rang and I checked, it was Andrew. I exhaled. I really didn't want to hang out.

“ Where the fuck are you?” He yelled immediately I answered the phone call and my expression darkened.

“ I can't hang out” I gritted out.

“ Fuck hanging out, Noah is drunk and fucking crashing out”

I paused, letting the words register, “ wait, what?!”