로그인MAX“This… wasn't exactly what I had in mind.”When you leave a hockey arena at ten p.m. and an attractive lady in her mid twenties tells you she knows a place, a few reasonable settings come to mind. A club? A bar? A part of me even half-expected her to take me back to Ellie's place in case she wanted to pull the rug from under my feet. All guesses were completely wrong.“What?” She joked, bumping into my shoulder as she walked forward. “Is Callaghan scared of a little gun powder?”A little?What the fuck were we doing at a shooting range a couple hours to midnight?She walked straight for a man I assumed was the instructor, standing poised at the farthest booth while he loaded clips like he was in some John Wick movie.Somehow, despite all the focus that probably took, his head whipped towards Mia when she came close enough.“What do we have here?” He grinned, eyeing her head to toe. “Are you lost, little lady?”“I don't think so” she smiled, leaning against the glass of one of th
MAXThe second the ball left my hands, spiraling towards the basket in a vicious, dipping arc, I knew my fate was sealed. My foot inches from the three point line, I watched ball swish into the basket, the buzzer cutting through the sound almost instantly after.The crowd erupted, hurling, cheering and jeering us on. But the noise drowned out, hollowing into the background as far as I was concerned. I raised my head and looked at the scoreboard.120-45. Complete and utter domination. “Ladies and gentlemen, this might be the most dominant performance I've ever witnessed!” The commentator beamed. “Keep an eye on these two folks. We might be seeing them in the NBA a couple years from now. Zane Harrison and Max Callaghan crush the Massachusetts Minesweepers with fifty points each.”I turned slowly, scanning the court through the chaos. My eyes found him almost immediately.Zane, seated still on the bench with a towel over his head, grinning from the space across us. After the suspe
BIANCA The cotton sheets still scented faintly of his cologne when I woke up. The room was dark, quiet as a mouse, and now barely recognisable under eyes that weren't drowned by lust. I reached for him beside me, and nothing but space clawed back at me. Brian wasn't in bed. Understandably so, because I snagged a peek at the alarm clock on his bedside table, and my heavy-lidded eyes settled on the numbers… 6:45… pm. I should've jolted off the bed, or immediately let the gnawing realization that I missed school today grab me by the throat. But I did nothing. Nothing but lay there for a good couple seconds, body still sore as my mind played the moments on loop. I almost smiled to myself as I thought about it. I was pleasured so good, I slept the entire day. I let my body reel in that soft reminder, taking my time before finding the strength to sit up, and eventually roll of the bed. When the balls of my feet touched the wooden floorboards, a sharp spike ran up my
MAXMia Sinclair.A name I never thought I’d have to remember.I’d only seen her a handful of times — one of those being on Bianca’s livestream, where she was happily buried between Sabrina and the rest of their little group. Just another pretty face in the background.Turns out she was a lot more important than I gave her credit for.“That part about me meeting Brian in college isn’t exactly true,” Sabrina had admitted earlier, voice hesitant. “I mean, yes, I met him while I was still in school… but it was actually my friend who introduced us. Mia.”She’d looked away, fidgeting with the sheets.“They were fucking?” I asked bluntly.Sabrina didn’t answer. Her silence was answer enough.“She was an intern at his office. They got pretty close. She thought it was going somewhere, tried asking for something more serious and… things pretty much fell off after that.”I chuckled, low and dark.“So you swooped in and took your friend’s man?”Her cheeks flushed. “He was never her man. They wer
MAX“Though she can be pretty naive, Sabrina's a lot smarter than I'd like to give her credit for. Don't think it'll be as simple as it was with Kelly,” Rebecca had warned.“Chances are, Brian starving her for so long has done most of the work. All you need to do is starve her a little more… and she'll break.”For the most part, Rebecca was right.But it was still hard to see Sabrina as anything but naïve from where I stood.Her head dangled off the side of the bed, throat quivering, body a trembling mess. She still wore her panties, though they’d been yanked roughly to the side, exposing her swollen, dripping pussy. Her walls clenched greedily around my fingers with every slight touch, desperately begging to be filled.I was too busy feeding her my cock, savoring the way she choked and gagged around it.Thick strands of pre-cum and saliva ran down her flushed cheeks while her tongue worked desperately along my shaft. I slapped her tits hard, watching them bounce, then pinched her sti
MAXI couldn't do it. I could hear the sounds bleed through my thin walls. Bianca's moans, Brian's grunts, the vivid inescapable evidence that they were fucking right in the room opposite mine… with no care whatsoever what I thought. Flashes of memory would still cut through my mind, reminding me she didn't even have the decency to look me in the eyes and come clean after she did it on my bed too. She made me look like a villain, and for one goddamned moment, I actually loved how that felt. I wanted to play that role. But I couldn't do it. I couldn't bring myself to touch Sabrina. Not when she was like… that.I sat on the edge of by bed, hands clasped together, breathing heavy as the sunrise let golden rays into my room. The steady warmth gradually spread over the space, resting momentarily over the half naked woman on my bed. She groaned, half-hungover, half reeling from the side effects of the aphrodisiac that would fully wear off any moment now. I turned back to look at he
MAXI’d circled the same block five times now. The same familiar buildings. The same disturbed faces that were probably giving me one last chance before calling the cops. The same hopeless reminder that I was spiralling just as bad as my directions. I was running out of gas too. Yeah, perfect tim
BIANCA My head was a mess. Taking the bus back home made it even worse, but as it things stood, I was comfortable choosing crowded seats and sweaty jocks over a ride on Max's bike again. That is… if he was even still on Campus. I couldn't stop thinking about him earlier today, and how stupid I
MAX“Your suspension's been lifted. Think you can pick me up from school?”I couldn't remember how long I'd been staring at my phone when I got that notification. Ironically, the shocking part wasn't even the message, but who it was from.“How did she… get my number?” I remember muttering. ‘Vaness
BIANCAThe notification buzzed for what was probably the eleventh time today. I couldn't spare another glance, but I knew exactly what it was.I hadn't performed in almost a week. This morning, I'd lost about a hundred fans already, and if i didn't come up with something soon, I'd be in very unste







