Flawless: Part 4 by Avarice [Erotic Story]

It was the Monday after the weekend and the first opportunity for me to see Rayne after Ali's party. After our brief encounter in the bathroom, he had fled the party and no one had seen him disappear nor did they suspect what went on in the bathroom. It didn't bother me; I wanted to give him time to figure out what happened.

Surprisingly, I didn't need time to figure myself out.

I couldn't put a label on my sexuality at this point in time, but I knew I had feelings for Rayne that weren't just friendly. I had never been so intrigued in a person before in my life; Rayne was beautiful yet mysterious, friendly yet dangerous, sexy yet conservative.

Dance class was first up in the morning. My heart was beating faster than normal. I was absolutely dying to see Rayne. I had half expected him not to show up and avoid school for a few days like they did on the movies, but in true Rayne fashion, he strutted to class as if nothing had happened - although he didn't pay any attention to me as he walked passed, his floral-yet-masculine scent putting me in a trance as he fluttered by.

I followed him into the change room and he took his usual spot on the opposite end of the room from me.

'How are you today, Rayne?' I asked him with a half-smile.

'Flawless,' he said as if his previous encounter with me was totally forgotten. I was shocked but I couldn't say I was surprised to be shocked; Rayne had a way of surprising people.

He feigned a smile at me and left the room in his tight little black shorts. I slipped into my sweatpants and followed him into the studio where he was doing his sexy leg stretches I had become a very big fan of.

After class had finished, Rayne had gone back to strategically avoiding me and had changed back into his uniform as quickly as possible and vanished. I couldn't help but smile; the mystery of Rayne Marshall was always so entertaining... it turned me on.

During lunch, I sat on my table whilst keeping a close eye on Rayne and his group of friends that were far enough that they couldn't hear our conversation but close enough that I could make out who was talking and when. Through my shades, I observed Rayne who was coincidentally sitting next to Ali; the normal straight man would have been too busy ogling Ali and her huge breasts, but I wasn't the normal straight man anymore. Rayne was so stunning. The way he stared into space as he ate, chewing slowly; the way he covered his mouth with one hand as he took a bite as if someone was constantly watching him.

I had to talk to him.

'Excuse me, lads,' I said to my mates.

I walked over to Rayne's circle of friends which immediately enlightened Ali; she stood up as if I had come to see her but I hadn't taken my eyes off Rayne in all his glory. He looked at me with a somewhat distasteful look on his face while his friends were looking at me curiously.

'Hey sexy,' hollered Ali.

'Could I please speak to you for a second, Rayne?'

Ali's mouth dropped open as she slowly turned her head to the Queen who was looking as 10 as ever. He dropped his sandwich and got up albeit begrudgingly and walked off as if he was expecting me to follow him. I laughed. Oh that silly Rayne.

'What do you want?' he snapped, breaking me out of my trance.

'How are you?' I asked him.

'Flawless, like I told you,' he said.

'Are you going to pretend like nothing happened at Ali's party?'

Rayne froze and looked at me, his unemotional-bitch walls beginning to break as I saw real emotion in his eyes now. He kind of whimpered as if he was about to cry but then I saw his defenses go up straight away.

'I don't know what you're talking about,' he said.

He went to walk off but I grabbed his wrist firmly.

'Let go!' he exclaimed.

'How do you feel about me?' I asked him calmly.

'I think you're a stupid, brainless jock who needs to get his sweaty paws off me.'

'Okay,' I said with a half-smile, 'now how do you really feel about me?'

I saw it. The walls went down once again and this time I knew they were going to stay down until I was done.

'You're incredible,' he whispered.

I smiled; I had never had any compliment like that. I loosened my grip on his wrist and his hand fell limply to his side.

'Why are you avoiding me?'

'Because I don't know what happened that night. You... I... what happened?'

Rayne looked down to conceal the emotions he was feeling right now and I was fine with that. I wanted to reach out and hug him and kiss him and comfort him but with the amount of eyes on us at the moment, I knew I couldn't.

'I kissed you,' I replied.

'Why?'

'Because I like you, Rayne, you are the most interesting person I've ever met.'

Rayne looked up at me looking very confused.

'You - you. No way. That cannot be possible.'

'Look, I haven't figured myself out the way you have,' I said, running my hand through my hair, 'but I know the way I feel about you isn't friendly nor is it plutonic. I genuinely like you Rayne. You are by far the most amazing person I've ever come across.'

Silence. Rayne looked at me, and then the ground, and then back to me.

'Say something...' I whispered.

'That's all? Awesome. See you later.' His walls were back up and he spun around oh so gracefully and then proceeded to walk back to his circle of friends.

'You don't have to keep it together all the time, you know,' I called out after him.

Rayne stopped, looked over at me with a smile on his face, and then disappeared back into the circle of girls who were clearly eagerly asking him questions. I flicked my thumb across my chin as I grinned, feeling so glad to have gotten those feelings off my chest.

Later that day, I had received a text from the Queen himself, telling me to meet him at the parking lot at the end of school, so I stood against my car waiting for Rayne to grace me with his presence.

Rayne's group of friends showed up around the corner, a bunch of cakefaced shallow girls who came no where near as attractive as Rayne who had appeared behind them. The years of dance had paid off as Rayne looked so dazzling and graceful as he walked as if he was permanently on a catwalk. He ran his hands through his black mane as he spotted me next to my car.

I opened the door for him to get in and stood next to it with a cocky smirk on my face. I saw a resemblance of an amused smile on Rayne's face before he planted himself in the passenger seat and shut the door next to him.

'Hello gorgeous,' I greeted him as I shut the door next to me, 'how was the rest of your day?'

Rayne playfully pushed me on the shoulder and leaned his head down as if he was blushing. My plan had worked. My goal had been to get Rayne out of his unemotional, bossy mood and to get the real Rayne to come out. I liked him. A lot.

'What do you want to do?' I asked him.

'Beachside Cafe,' he explained, 'let's go.'

I held my breath and hesitated before I reached out to his hand which was limply sitting on his thigh. I felt that Rayne had froze at my touch and he stared at our joined hands as if they were a ticking time bomb. He glanced up at me and saw the genuine smile on my face. He wrapped his fingers around mine and threw one of those beautiful smiles my way.

'Flawless,' I mumbled to myself.

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In Love With A Celebrity: Part 10 by Avarice [Erotic Story]

I woke up the next morning with a painful sensation still hovering in my body, feeling the after effects of what happened last night. I ignored the pain and looked around and saw I was alone in Duke's bad still stark naked, but was delighted to see a vase on the bedside tabl e with a single purple orchid in it.

'Duke?' I called out.

Seconds later, Duke stepped into room with a tea towel in his hand. He was shirtless in all his male perfection and had a pair of loose sweat pants on that hung loosely on his V line. I smiled as he walked over to me and planted a kiss on me.

'Good morning, my dear. I am attempting to make eggs for breakfast,' he explained.

I giggled and crawled out of bed and went to pick up my clothes to put on. I slipped into my underwear and for the fun of it, I put on Duke's shirt from last night which was still on the floor after our passionate love-making session.

'You're so sexy,' Duke mumbled as he watched me get changed.

I kissed him on the cheek before picking up my orchid and skipping into the kitchen. I sat on the stool against the counter and watched as Duke walked in and continued cooking. It wasn't long before Duke had burned the egg, damaged his frying pan and almsot potentially burned his apartment down; afterwards, he looked at me sheepishly.

'That's okay honey,' I said. Suddenly, a dirty thought came to my mind. 'I wouldn't mind something else for breakfast...'

With a seductive wink, I crawled onto the kitchen counter in a sensual manner and laid down on my back with my arms up above me resting on the counter. Duke licked his lips at the sight and crawled over me, his pants already suggesting his thoughts of what he wanted to do to me.

Duke pulled his cock out which was nearly fully erect and crawled closer to me; he placed it at the tip of my mouth and I began to tease it, kissing the head and fondling with his balls. Duke's eyes closed as I continued to play with his manhood; holding onto his balls, I took him inside my mouth, my tongue swirling around his sensitive cockhead which almost spasmed underneath the excitement.

'Oh Quinn,' he whispered.

I licked down the shaft of his cock, enjoying each and every inch of Duke's manhood. I kissed it as I moved back upwards and took it in my mouth once again. I slowly took more and more into my mouth until I had nearly reached the base.

The wave of excitement overcame Duke and he began to move his hips, thrusting his cock into my mouth almost causing me to gag. I continued to play with his balls with one hand and grabbed the base with my other hand and began to jerk him off at the same time as I sucked him.

Duke done what turned me on so much and placed his hands behind his head as he continued to thrust himself in my mouth; the sounds of my slurping on his meat almost echoed around the room as my mouth was completely full of Duke. My tongue lashed viciously around his cock.

'Yeah, baby, suck it,' he said, 'oh baby, that feels so good. Yeah, Quinn.'

I could feel Duke's balls tighten in my hand and I saw Duke's facial expression change dramatically.

'I'm gonna come!'

My sucking didn't stop and I soon felt Duke's cock spasm in my mouth and I soon felt his manjuice ejaculate into my mouth. I wasn't too fond of the taste but the fact that it came from Duke turned me on the the extent that I swallowed every drop of his thick creamy load eagerly.

After sucking my man dry, Duke leaned down and we shared a quick cum kiss.

'You're a little minx, aren't you?' he laughed.

'Technically, only a female can be a minx,' I teased him.

We continued to passionately make out on his kitchen counter until he fell off onto the floor; we both held our stomachs as we hysterically laughed at that.

After my first 'breakfast', Duke insisted he take me out to a real breakfast so we found a nearby pancake restaurant and sat down. I had slipped into my pair of jeans and I still had Duke's shirt on which looked way too big for me. Duke still had his sweats on and a body hugging black t-shirt.

We were about to order when a few of Duke's fans ran up to greet him. He signed autographs and got pictures with them but they continued to hang around, one especially making sure she brushed her hand against him as much as she could.

'Is this your friend?' one asked him.

'Quinn,' I introduced myself quite sharply.

The first girl glared at me while the second continued to stare at Duke with lust in her eyes. They eventually backed off leaving Duke to chuckle to himself.

'I thought I was your boyfriend,' I said to him calmly.

'You are! I couldn't introduce you because you beat me to it,' he explained.

I ignored his comment and continued to order, holding back feelings of misplaced anger towards Duke.

After finishing our breakfast, I wrapped my arm around Duke's and we walked out of the restaurant; this very slight display of public affection, meanwhile, had caught someone's attention and they began to snap photos and before you know it, there were a crowd of people surrounding us.

'Are you gay?' asked one man.

'How long have you been together?' asked another.

Duke blushed and we bolted to his car. Even despite this, Duke still managed to open my door for me and as soon as we were in, we zoomed out of the public eye.

Duke had dropped me home and besides a kiss goodbye, a single word was not spoken since the incident this morning. I walked into the house and saw Roman lying down on the sofa with no shirt on and a pair of board shorts.

'Morning,' he greeted me with a smile.

I mumbled a reply and was about to walk passed him when I felt his hand grab mine. I turned around and Roman, as fast as lightning, pressed his lips against mine in a desperate kiss. My arms hung in the air awkwardly as Roman's mouth explored mine.

'How long I've wanted to do that,' he whispered after he had broken the kiss.

'The beach...' I mumbled, 'it did happen.'

'Yes,' he said, 'I thought you had forgotten about it or at least didn't know if it really happened.'

My thoughts soon flashed to Duke but they were wiped out as soon as Roman wrapped me in his arms in a tight embrace.

'I have a boyfriend,' I mumbled to him.

Roman pursed his lips and slowly nodded his head. He leaned in and kissed me one more time before letting go of me, my body already missing the warmth of his muscular body.

'We'll see about that,' he said.

After a while, Roman had left with Sophia to go to work leaving me to my own thoughts and feelings.

It was evening when I had received that terrible call.

'Hello Duke,' I greeted him after checking caller ID.

'Check your e-mail, I'm sending you a link now,' he simply said.

I booted up my computer and opened my e-mail from Duke. I clicked on the link and gasped when I saw what it was. It was an internet article entitled "Duke Erving in Gay Scandal". It continued to say that wanderous eyes had caught us at the pancake restaurant this morning and snapped pictures of me with my arm around his. Numerous anonymous sources also added that we had been caught seen together at the movie theatre and previous restaurants on our past dates.

'Duke, I'm so sorry. I know you wanted to come out on your own terms.'

'I know. Me too.'

With that, Duke had hung up on me.

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In Love With a Celebrity: Part 6 by Avarice [Erotic Story]

Duke froze in the kitchen; he sighed and slowly looked up at me.

'They'll love you,' he replied, 'you have an infectious personality. I'm just not sure what they'd think about us.'

'Oh' is all I said. Duke must've sensed my distress about the situation so he dropped what he was doing and came over to me. He sat down on the sofa next to me and wrapped his arms around me in a warm embrace.

I sighed and rested my head on his chest, the increase of speed in his heart beats pleasing me.

'This was never going to be easy,' he said.

I looked up at him and kissed him, attempting a smile afterwards. Duke beamed down at me, his joy eventually rubbing off on me, before excusing himself to finish cooking dinner.

Duke had made cheese and spinach canneloni in an attempt to ease my vegetarian appetite; Duke wasn't a great cook so it didn't turn out as well but I loved the thought and appreciated it.

Duke popped on a movie on his TV and he once again held me in his arms, putting a blanket over us to keep us warm even though his body was doing a perfect job of that. He had apparently lost all interest in the movie as his lips began to caress my neck and the side of my face.

I turned around and forcefully pushed my lips on his, my tongue dashing into his mouth, massaging his almost aggressively.

Duke's hands ran up and my shirt and felt up and down my back before settling onto his favourite body part of mine, my ass. He groped it roughly and pulled me onto him so I was straddling him.

Our kissing grew more hot and desperate as my hands rid up his shirt and eventually I tore it off over his head before diving back to his mouth.

Duke fiddled with the front of my pants and pulled them down so they were around my knees and then began grabbing my hard manhood through the fabric of my underwear.

'Duke,' I moaned.

I held his head back while I kicked my pants off onto the floor. Duke smiled and spanked my ass, telling me how sexy it was.

Duke began to lick, bite and suck at my neck while his hands rubbed, groped and spanked my ass; his hands felt down to my smooth toned thighs and he began to caress them as well.

'You're so beautiful,' he whispered.

He pulled up for air and I looked down at him, the colour of our intense kissing showing around his mouth. I giggled and playfully slapped him on his arm.

'Special,' he said, chuckling to himself, 'we have to make it special.'

I smiled and bent down, kissing him once more.

I woke up the next morning in Duke's bed and I could hear the familiar sounds of soft snoring behind me and I could feel his arms hanging lazily around me.

I rolled around and cuddled up to him which seemed to wake him up slightly.

'Good morning,' he said, kissing me on the forehead.

I craned my neck so I could kiss him on the lips. He licked them afterwards and grinned.

'I hate work,' he mumbled almost incoherently.

We both got up and got dressed and after a quick breakfast, he took me hope before he zoomed off for more filming.

Duke called me in the evening telling me had promo shoots to do that night and that he wouldn't be able to do anything that night. So with that said, I fell asleep in my bed by myself.

The next day, I woke up and stumbled out of my room in just a tight white tank top and my tight black brief underwear. I had a late night last night with Sophia and two other friends, Rima and Lily, so I had woken up at around midday.

I heard Sophia's voice coming from our dining room so I assumed she was on the phone. I walked into the kitchen which was adjacent to our dining room and with my eyes half closed, I walked over to the fridge.

'Oh,' I heard another voice.

I looked over and after blinking my eyes for a few times, I saw who Sophia was talking to. He had dark brown hair that looked like it was naturally styled into a spiky hairdo. He had a perfect tan which was evenly spread over his body. He had a cute round nose over a set of perfect white teeth. And a kind of dark green colour to his eyes that made me melt.

His beautifully sculpted biceps were visible in his tight light blue polo shirt and the outline of well defined pecs were also noticeable. This stranger was definitely close to perfection and I was sure to withhold my sexual reaction to him due to my lack of clothing.

'Roman, this is my exhibitionist roommate and best friend, Quinn. Quinn, this is Roman Van Ecker, the social worker from America I was telling you about. Rob's from Hawaii.'

'Good morning,' he said, his sexy American accent colouring his greeting. He flashed me another white-toothed grin and I knew I would've done anything to him right there and then.

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