ROMANCE: Billion Dollar Question (BWWM Billionaire Bad Boy Romance) (African American Alpha Mail Order Bride New Adult)

by Aisha Brooks

  The bed wasn’t very comfortable. Liam was sound asleep but Cory lay awake in the bed, unable to sleep. For some reason, he couldn’t stop thinking about Liam, or the fact that he was naked. Cory had changed into his pajamas and nightshirt. He closed his eyes and tried sleeping.

  Sometime in the middle of the night, Cory woke with a start. He noticed Liam’s arm was around him, his hand was right where Cory’s shirt had lifted. He wasn’t sure how to react to this either, but it felt good. The touch of another man felt really good to him so he just let it be. He couldn’t sleep though, so he enjoyed the feeling of Liam’s muscular arm around him. Liam was in deep sleep and had no idea where his arm was, or around whom it was.

  Cory fell asleep again and woke up when he noticed that Liam had gotten way too close to him, so close that he could feel Liam’s hard-on behind him. And Liam was probably having a wet dream because he suddenly tightened his arm around Cory and pressed his cock into him. He was really hard, Cory could feel it.

  Suddenly Liam woke up. He looked at where his arm was and pulled back instantly. Cory pretended to be asleep, but he noticed when Liam came really close to him to check if he was really asleep. Then Liam sat on the couch opposite his bedside with lube in his hands.

  Cory’s back was turned toward where Liam was sitting, but Cory opened his eyes slightly and saw what Liam was up to in the mirror. Liam had a raging hard on. He luxuriously lubricated his cock and started massaging it gently. Then he used more lube and lubricated both his hands and stood up.

  He fixed his hands in the air, as if they were on a table, and started fucking them. He moved his body instead of his hands, like he was actually fucking someone.

  After 5 minutes of vigorous thrusting, Liam started moaning loudly as he shot his load. He was jerking really fast now and probably lost his direction as he shot his load directly on Cory who was sleeping without a quilt on him.

  Cory didn’t want to wake up but he figured he had no choice. He opened his eyes and stood up, looked at Liam who was naked with his cock still in his hands, and still hard, and shook his head.

  “Sorry,” said Liam. “I got carried away.”

  “Hmm.”

  His cum was all over Cory’s nightshirt. Cory took it off quickly and looked at himself in the mirror. He tilted his head to the side and saw that there was some cum on his neck too. Liam apologized again, but Cory suddenly had a new idea in his mind. He pretended as if there was cum on his pajamas too, so he took them off right there and put on his shorts. As he was putting on his shorts, he turned his back to Liam, bent down so Liam could get a good view at his ass, and pulled his shorts up quickly. Liam walked to him to make up.

  “Let me clean you up, bud.” said Liam.

  “It’s Cory, in case you forgot again.”

  “Let me clean you up, Cory. And I didn’t forget this time.”

  He walked to Cory and started cleaning his neck with a wet tissue. His cock was still hard and poked Cory in the chest. Cory grabbed his cock and pushed it to the side.

  “Better do something about that,” Cory said.

  “Sorry about that too,” said Liam.

  When he had finished cleaning Cory’s neck, Cory turned to leave the room. He wanted to shower. He grabbed his towel and new clothes and was almost out the door when Liam complimented him.

  “Nice body you’ve got there, Cory. Do you shave?”

  “No, I’m smooth, naturally.”

  “Girls would kill for that trait,” he said.

  They both laughed and then Cory went to take a shower.

  Chapter 5: So It Begins

  After his first two classes, Cory had two hours off and nothing to do. He went back to his room and Liam wasn’t there. Finding nothing else better to do and having too much time to kill, Cory started cleaning the room. After two hours, the room was as clean as Cory could clean. There was no trash, no empty bottles, and no used condoms lying anywhere in the room. When Cory was leaving the room, Liam came in.

  “Whoa! Whose room is this? Am I in someone else’s room?” he asked, joking.

  “I had time to kill,” said Cory.

  “I wish you’d have time to kill everyday.”

  “Or we can keep the room clean, on a daily basis, if you want.”

  “We can try that. I am sorry, I am kind of messy.”

  “Yeah, I can tell. Anyway, I have to get back to class.”

  “I brought beer. Its super chilled. You can be a little late for class, can’t you?”

  Cory decided a beer before class wouldn’t do much harm. Except he was wrong. Liam had smoked up and was totally gone, staring blankly. And Cory had no idea, so he thought Liam was looking into his eyes. Cory saw how handsome Liam’s face was. The sunlight was coming in through the window, straight onto Liam’s face leaving his blue eyes with a green tinge.

  Then Liam collapsed on the bed and propped up on his elbow. Cory lay right next to him, staring at his face.

  “Dude, you have a really nice bod. You should workout a little harder, you’d get buff in no time.” said Liam, running his finger through Cory’s abs.

  Cory, in that moment, realized how hard he had already fallen for Liam. He had always tried to ignore his own attraction towards guys, but Liam had changed the game. Cory had never thought how it would be to be in love with his roommate, and he had never expected how fucking handsome his roommate was going to turn out to be. He just never regarded the possibility, so it was confusing for him now that he was there, lying in bed, drunk, with his roommate. Liam was probably thinking about something else and smiled, and Cory thought he was smiling at him.

  A sudden impulse grabbed Cory and he proceeded to kiss Liam on the mouth.

  “What the fuck, man!” shouted Liam, pushing Cory back.

  “I am sorry, I…” Cory was at a loss of words.

  “You are gay?!” said Liam, a disgusted expression on his face.

  Cory didn’t want to worsen the situation.

  “I gotta go back to my class,” said Cory and left immediately.

  After classes, Cory dreaded going back to his room. He cursed himself for doing what he had done. Why would Liam be in love with him? He has every girl in the university swooning over him, dying to get in his pants, so why would he choose Cory over them? Liam lingered outside for as long as he could, and a little after midnight he decided to head back.

  When he entered his room he noticed something was different, and then immediately spotted it. Liam had pushed the beds apart. He was already sleeping in his bed, so Cory got in his own bed and went to sleep. The next morning, Liam left before Cory woke up.

  Cory knew he had deeply unsettled Liam. They were sort of friends and now it was down to nothing. It was probably worse. Definitely worse. And he wanted to make it right, except that Liam was fully ignoring him. Liam always slept in and woke up late, and now he was up and out before Cory.

  More than anything, Cory felt lonely. He started thinking about Liam a lot more than he did when he was in front of him. He always found himself thinking about drinking with Liam, Liam accidentally cumming on him, or trying to welcome him, or trying to get him out of the room so he could have sex. In less than a month, they had made a bit too many memories, although they probably did not mean as much to Liam as they did to Cory.

  One day Cory ambushed Liam. He skipped his own class to catch Liam while he was in the room. The second Cory entered the room, Liam made an excuse to leave, but Cory barred the door.

  “You are not leaving until we have talked,” said Cory standing in front of the door.

  “Dude, I have to go,” said Liam without looking at him.

  “Liam! I said I am sorry. I didn’t know.”

  “You don’t kiss people on the mouth, dude, if you don’t know!”

  “I know, I am sorry.”

  “Just get out of my way,” he said.

  “No, not until I can make this right.”

  “Now you are beginning to annoy me, Cory. Don’t m
ake me hit you.”

  “Hit me all you want. Let it all out, but don’t ignore me like this.”

  “Dude, I am not your boyfriend. I can ignore you all I want.”

  “It’s not right, Liam!” said Cory, almost pleading.

  “What’s not right was what you did!”

  “And was what you did right, shooting your cum all over me while I was sleeping?”

  “That was a mistake,” said Liam.

  “And how is my mistake different?”

  Liam tried to push Cory out of the doorway but he wouldn’t budge, so he grabbed Cory by the collar and threw him on the bed and missed. Cory fell on the floor and hit his head, and Liam left. He got a bruise on his wrist and his head, but it wasn’t too severe. He fixed himself up and returned to his class.

  After that day Cory stopped trying as well. He figured it probably wasn’t worth it. It was hard on him, but Liam had closed himself off completely, so it wasn’t like he would’ve gotten something by trying.

  Chapter 6: The Awful Game

  Almost a month went by with Cory and Liam not talking to each other. Cory was miserable but hid it well, and it is hard to say how Liam felt because he was hardly around. He was not just ignoring Cory, but also practicing hard for the upcoming game. Cory could tell he was practicing hard, because he spotted him in the field a few times over the month, always playing and practicing, doing his best for the match.

  Cory had little to no interest in the match. He was not the sporty kind, and he always preferred reading a book to watching a match. He never saw the point of watching the entire game when you can just watch the end or hear the final score from someone else. But when the night of the game arrived, Cory decided he’d rather watch the match than read a book. He wanted to see Liam play and had a good reason and excuse, so Liam wouldn’t think he was being stalked or anything. More than anything, Cory just wanted to go out and support Liam.

  The bleachers were packed for the game. Liam had gotten there early and found a seat in one of the front rows. When the team arrived, Cory’s eyes fixed on Liam. For a few minutes Liam scanned the crowd, until his eyes found Liam’s, and Cory was sure Liam squinted when he fixed his gaze on him, then he went back to talking to his teammates.

  The game began with the college team scoring 2 goals in the first half, which was all very well played. During the second half, the other team scored two goals, and as time ran out, Cory found himself rooting for Liam. He was almost out of his seat, shouting, and very angry at the other team for no reason. He wanted nothing more than for his team to win. For Liam to win. Liam slipped and badly injured his foot, was replaced, and the other team scored a goal in the last minutes and won the match.

  Cory went back to the room, angry. Liam soon joined, followed by three girls whom he asked to leave. Cory was surprised to see Liam turn girls out like that. Liam got in bed and winced, then carefully checked out his foot. Cory got a look at his foot too.

  “Your foot is swollen,” he said.

  “It’s all right, it will be fine,” said Liam.

  “No, it won’t be. It is going to hurt. It looks like you have sprained your ankle.”

  “Yeah, okay.”

  Cory got out of his bed and took out the medical kit.

  “Let me take a look,” said Cory.

  “No, leave it. Don't touch me.”

  “You will thank me later for this,” said Cory, and then started cleaning his foot with an antiseptic, and then wrapped a strip of cloth around it.

  “Feel better,” Cory asked.

  “That does feel better.”

  “Good.”

  “Thanks,” said Liam, smiling.

  “No problem. You played well.”

  “You watched the game?”

  “I did, didn’t you see me?”

  “No, but I looked for you.”

  “Why?” Cory asked incredulously.

  “Why’d you come to watch the game?”

  “I had nothing better to do,” said Cory looking away, and then added, “also because I wanted to support you.”

  “You came to support me?”

  “Yeah, don’t make a big deal out of it.”

  “But you don’t even like the game.”

  “That’s what friends are for, even if you ignore them.”

  “Look, Cory, I am sorry. I didn’t want to ignore you. I just didn't want to…lead you on. Know what I mean?”

  “It’s cool, Liam. We can hangout if you want, or not if you don’t want. I don’t really care anymore.”

  “Cool,” said Liam. “How about drinks?”

  “I have no classes tomorrow, so why not?”

  “You will have to fetch them because I can’t walk,” said Liam grinning.

  Cory fetched two bottles of gin from the cupboard and some glasses. He made the drinks and served them.

  Liam and Cory drank together, talking about old times of their life. Both of them were equally surprised to find out how alike they were. Their ideas about life were very much alike; they wanted the same things from life. The discussion ended with them talking about how easier life would be if they, and everyone else, focused on what they had in common instead of the differences between them.

  After downing two bottles of gin, both of them were pretty high and fucked up. Then, suddenly, Liam took Cory’s hand in his.

  “You know, I like having you around. And, I am not sure if anyone has told you this before but you are very gorgeous.”

  “Thanks,” murmured Cory.

  “You should have no problem finding a guy, but you have to start looking.”

  “You think so?”

  “Cory, you are beautiful. You are too fucking gorgeous. If I were a girl, I’d be all over you.”

  Liam touched Cory’s forehead and said, “You have something here,” and then touched his heart, “and something here. Not everyone has that. You are the beauty with brains.”

  Cory nodded.

  “Absolutely fucking gorgeous,” said Liam, looking into Cory’s eyes. “My god, your eyes are violet. I just want to keep looking into them.”

  “Look away,” said Cory, and looked back into Liam’s eyes.

  “Absolutely stunning,” said Liam, and then kissed Cory on the lips.

  Cory broke the kiss. “You don’t want to do that, Liam.”

  “But I do,” he said, kissing him again on the mouth.

  Within a minute Liam was naked and was taking off Cory’s clothes.

  “This is a bad idea, Liam.”

  “It isn’t. Trust me,” he said, kissing him again.

  Cory could see Liam was hard. Very hard. And he was big, very big.

  “Liam, I am a virgin.”

  “What?”

  “I said I am a virgin.”

  “This should be amazing then,” said Liam, and turned Cory around.

  Cory resisted but Liam easily overpowered him. He placed himself between Cory’s legs and positioned his cock between his virgin ass. He thrusted slightly, but without penetrating him, just to check whether Cory was telling the truth.

  “My god, you are too fucking tight. You really are a virgin.”

  “Liam, this is a bad idea. You are too drunk and you are going to regret this in the morning. Let’s not do this,” said Cory trying to push Liam off him.

  “I want this, Cory. I want to fuck!”

  “I don’t want to fuck, Liam. This is not how I imagined my first time to be.”

  Cory turned around and pushed Liam off him.

  “Will you at least give me a handjob?”

  Cory knew there was no way out of this. He grabbed some lube and put it on his hands and then kneeled in front of Liam. He was about to grab Liam’s hard 8.5 inch cock when Liam grabbed his head instead and guided it to his cock.

  “I have never done this before,” said Cory.

  “You are going to like it, trust me,” said Liam.

  Liam guided Cory’s mouth to his cock.

  “Start su
cking, bud.”

  Cory was unsure at first but then gave in to it. He was tempted, too. He took the head of Liam’s cock into his mouth. It tasted slightly salty. Cory held on for a few seconds and then started sucking.