Just a Bit Unhealthy

Gabriel smiled as he parked the car in front of the picturesque cottage he and Jared had bought together three weeks earlier.The house was much smaller than his previous home, which had been given to Claire and Jules, but now it felt more like a real home.Gabriel couldn't tell why he liked his current house so much compared to his previous home, he thought, maybe it was because he and Jared bought this house together—for two people of.This thought made his heart feel warm, even if he stood in the cold February wind, he didn't feel cold.

Hell, sometimes he was really ashamed that he was so happy after leaving his son and Claire.He misses them sometimes, but living with Jared is what he always wanted.He just couldn't be happier to live in the same home as Jared, it's perfect.Just the thought of Jared waiting for him at home sent his mood soaring.Jared usually comes home later than him, but this time the coach extended the team's practice time.

Gabriel opened the door and entered the room.He took off his coat, kicked off his shoes, and walked into the living room.

Jared was lying on his back on the sofa, with a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on his nose, and was reading the text on the tablet, frowning slightly.He was wearing a thick, soft blue sweater with gray home pants.Gabriel just wants to climb on top of him now.

So he climbed.Gabriel ran over and jumped on top of him.

Jared didn't change his face. "Damn - you almost broke my ribs okay?"

"Ouch, come on. I'm not heavy at all!" Gabriel buried his face in Jared's sweater and sighed happily.The sweater was really soft, as comfortable as he imagined.

Jared spoke back to him. "Oh, 160 pounds isn't heavy at all."

"My 160 pounds are all essence."

Even though he didn't look at Jared's face, he knew he must have rolled his eyes.

"I'm working," Jared said flatly.

"You're home now, you're still on vacation tomorrow."

"You also know we're understaffed because people are getting hurt a lot lately."

Gabriel looked troubled.The phrase "frequently injured" can be regarded as avoiding the serious and taking the light. During this period of time, the number of wounded in the club has reached an unprecedented level.

"Gar, I'm at work," Jared said again.

"I know, but I'm here."

Jared smiled and stroked the back of Gabriel's neck with strong fingers. "You are so difficult."

Jared's voice was full of indulgence and love, making Gabriel curl his toes comfortably. "I'm serious," he murmured, looking up at Jared. "I can't even see you at the medical center, you're always busy, and the imposter doesn't like me being there."

"Don't call her that," Jared warned him gently, taking off his glasses. "Dr. Boye is an excellent doctor." Jared said with some distress, "The staff have given her a lot of trouble, and all the medical staff know that she will leave after the end of this season, and then I will return Be their boss."

"Ah," Gabriel replied, folding his arms over Jared's chest, resting his chin on his arms. "It's embarrassing for everyone, right?"

"It's a dilemma," Jared said, ruffling Gabriel's hair, "but mostly I don't want to make mistakes."

"They admire you more."

Jared nodded.

"That's as it should be," Gabriel said. "When you were the chief physician at the club, you didn't have so many injuries. To be honest, we are worse than Arsenal now! Half of the team is due to injuries. Can't play. There must be something wrong with her. You are a better doctor, smarter, and..."

"Don't you think you might be a little biased?" Jared said, with a hint of amusement on his face.

"I know you better than anyone, and I know how good you are," Gabriel said softly.

"That's why I said that you are too partial in your evaluation of Dr. Boye's skills. You will say that I am a better doctor anyway."

"You are really better," Gabriel said persistently. "You are better as a doctor and kinder. You are already perfect. There shouldn't be someone like you in the world. You really Such a nice guy... how can you be so kind? You still... I mean, look at you," he chuckled, his eyes wandering over Jared's strong, perfectly symmetrical features, looking at his dark blue Dark eyes and thick dark hair.Gabriel doesn't know how to appreciate male beauty, but he still has some eyesight. "You are unreasonably handsome. When you walk on the street, everyone will turn to look at you."

Jared rolled his eyes. "No way."

"Yes," Gabriel said angrily, "it's annoying."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Gabriel licked his lips, and finally asked the question that had troubled him for a long time, "What do you think is good about me?"

Jared frowned.

"I mean..." Gabriel licked his lips again. "In appearance, I'm nothing special at all. I'm not ugly, but I'm pale, and I look a little strange." He said troubledly. "Claire always says I'm 'cute', but that's not a compliment. I don't have a personality either, and I'm not a nice person.”

Jared just looked at him for a long moment before brushing his thumb across his cheek. "Who said that only those who are beautiful and kind-hearted deserve to be loved?"

After hearing this sentence, Gabriel should feel better, but some negative emotions emerged in his heart, which made his stomach hurt from nausea.Gabriel looked down at Jared's chest and frowned. He didn't know why he cared so much about this sentence. "So you don't really find me attractive. Even though I'm plain and weird, you still love me."

Jared stared at him wearily. "Let me start off by stating that you're unusual and not weird. Your features are interesting and good-looking. And second, I can't believe we're talking about this. Do you want me to judge you? "

Gabriel glared at him: "No."

"You're so cute," Jared said with a smile.

Gabriel just frowned even tighter: "Look, I've said it all, I'm just 'cute' to you. I see you admire other men... You even went to see that bastard Tristan ...but you never looked at me that way."

Jared looked up, seemed to focus on being patient, and sighed. "I know all about your body, better than my own. I don't need to stare straight at you to have all kinds of nasty fantasies. And if I watch you too much, I won't be able to control myself, Are you satisfied? Did I make you happy? What's wrong with you, Jia?" He sounded a little angry.

Gabriel smiled, leaned back, and pressed his mouth to Jared's.

Jared froze beneath him, and Gabriel wasn't surprised.Every time he did that, Jared would try to stop him, say he didn't want any signs of sympathy, or something, but Jared would never be able to push him away.

It's the same this time.Jared just froze for a moment, then cupped Gabriel's face and stuck his tongue into his mouth.It was an annoyed, excited and longing kiss.Gabriel closed his eyes and tried to relax.He doesn't think Jared's kisses are as weird as they used to be, but they still go to his head and make him dizzy.There's nothing wrong with that though...he just felt puzzled.He loved Jared's strong kisses, and Jared's tongue sticking in, and he didn't even mind the stubble being scraped on his face.His body's reaction was what puzzled him the most.He'd always been in tune with Jared, so Jared's deep need made him feel horny and unsatisfied too, which made him uncomfortable and almost hard.He didn't know what to do, because he didn't think that way about Jared, but when Jared kissed him, his body almost wanted.This is so fucking weird.

Jared suddenly pushed him away, he yelled in a low voice, and saw the other party escape from under him in a panic.He stood up and clenched his fists.

Gabriel wiped his mouth and looked at his stiff back hesitantly. "Jay?"

"I told you not to do it," Jared said hoarsely. "You don't have to do this to keep me by your side. It's too late now, good night." He left the room with that, shoulders hunched.Not only nervousness, but also anger, and some other emotions.Gabriel thinks he's doing it because of what Claire told him, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't convince Jared that Claire is wrong.And she was wrong.

damn it.

Gabriel thought for a long time, but still didn't know what to do.

He stood up, thinking it would be better to apologize.

He walked to Jared's room and opened the door.

Then he stopped abruptly, motionless.

Jared is lying on the bed and is...

Gabriel blushed.He wanted to leave, but somehow he couldn't.He just couldn't move.He stared at each other, blankly, at the thick, long thing Jared held in his big hand.Jared was rubbing it hard.

He must have made some noise, because Jared stopped suddenly.Gabriel looked from Jared's erection to his face.

Jared was watching him, jaw clenched in annoyance and frustration.

Gabriel blushed even more as their eyes met.It's really time to go now.

But he still couldn't move.

There was a twist on Jared's face, and some painful smiles. "Close the door, Xiaojia. Go out and close it again."

Gabriel closed the door and walked away slowly, a strange feeling welling up inside him.

When he lay down on his bed, he still felt weird and a little confused.He hugged the pillow and closed his eyes, but the commotion in his body still refused to stop.His hand slid down and took hold of the semi-rigid cock.He hesitated for a moment, but still thought it would be a good idea to hit the plane if he wanted to release the turmoil in his body.

It didn't take long before he was completely hard and he hadn't had sex in weeks.He rubbed himself, imagining the curves of Claire's body and the wet, tight pussy.He didn't know what it meant that he only wanted to have sex and not his girlfriend.At this time, a memory fragment suddenly appeared in his mind: the club's psychiatrist, Dr. Bisset, had hinted to him that Jared met all his emotional needs, so he couldn't be with Claire wholeheartedly.

Jared.

The image of Jared jerking his cock angrily flashed through his mind, Gabriel bit the pillow and moaned, his whole body throbbing incomprehensibly.God, this is so bad.Jared has desires for himself, but he doesn't have desires for him, so why is he getting hard now?It doesn't make sense.He didn't want to have sex with Jared, and he couldn't imagine having sex with a man, but... his own cock ached when he thought of Jared's tightening fingers around his erection—he'd done it because of him. Erect - because of myself.Jared wants him, Jared just wants him, loves him more than anything, he loves him and wants to make love to him... Jared's arms are around him, hold him tight...everything It's all so beautiful, so reassuring...Jared's voice came to his ears with messy and sweet whispers...a powerful big hand was stroking Xiaojia's penis...

The orgasm hit him so suddenly, so intense it was almost unbearable.Xiaojia groaned against the pillow, trembling all over, panting.

He lay still, out of breath, muddy in his head, and terrified.

What the fuck is going on?