They say the body has memory.

I didn’t believe that until I started waking up soaked in sweat and c*m, my heart racing, my fingers trembling, my lips parted as if I’d been whispering his name in sleep.

But I never even knew his real name.

I remember his voice though, how it curled around me like smoke, soft and deep, commanding yet kind, dark and dangerous.

He never touched me. Never laid a hand on me. But I came so hard, I cried.

Now, every night, I crave it. That voice. That whisper that made my knees weak. That sin I never thought I’d want.

I thought I was straight. Now, I’m not even sure I’m sane.

And I think I’d ruin myself just to hear it again.

For 25 years, Zayn lived in a world of straight expectations, dating girls, chasing pleasure that always ended in silence and frustration. Sex was a routine, not release. Until one bored night, chasing a thrill, he said yes to something different.

A man in a club offered him more than money, he offered a secret, a night of satisfaction like he’d never known. But when Zayn entered that hotel room, he didn’t expect him, the rich, cold, dangerously alluring heir of a conservative empire, whose father publicly condemns everything he hides in the dark.

What started as a one-night experiment turned into a dangerous addiction. Without a single touch, Zayn was broken open, undone, and made to scream, cry, and beg, only through sound.

Now, even back home, Zayn trembles when he hears his voice in dreams, in memory, in madness. His sheets are always wet. His nights are restless. His body wants more.

And the worst part?

He's starting to want him, too.


18+ WARNING 
This story contains explicit male-male content, intense erotic scenes, and psychological seduction.
If you're not ready for a world where a voice can break you, proceed cautiously.

Read at your discretion.

"Anyways, bro," Nicki interjected, his tone suddenly serious. "Pass the phone to your man."


Evric listened intently, his gaze calm and unwavering as the phone broadcast Nicki's fierce words. Evric's expression didn't change, but his eyes crinkled with warmth, holding a love that was absolute. He smiled and replied smoothly, his voice deep and measured, cutting through the intensity.


"Okay, sir. I heard you," Evric said, completely unfazed. "But I should tell you, sir, I will never make my baby sad." He lowered the phone slightly, his eyes locking onto mine, and pulled me into a quick, decisive kiss right in front of the speaker. "Because I love him so much."


On the other end, Nicki dramatically reacted to the unexpected Public Display of Affection. "Ewwww, tueh!" Nicki shouted, making Dean and Nantam burst out laughing.


Evric ignored the antics, raising his voice slightly to address Nicki with absolute sincerity: "Seriously, I promise to never make him sad."


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