LOGINSEBASTIAN'S POVThe first and the last time I had my ass ate, I was sixteen.It was also the day I bottomed for the first time. I was messing with a guy in my football team back in Manchester. His name was Mason Gallagher. He was a year older, and the team's captain. I was just the new guy, having just transferred from St Jose High to that school toward the end of that year. Most of the time he was the one who bottomed but we decided to switch that night at his house. I fucked him first and then he took over. The part I actually enjoyed was when he ate me out. It felt nice, I couldn't lie. But the problem came when he fucked me.At no point did that feel good for me. I tried waiting it out, thinking maybe it would get better. Maybe the pleasure would kick in. But that never happened. I ended up telling him to stop because there was no point. He was just hurting me.I remember, my body didn't take that intrusion very well either. For like five days, I had a constant pain in my lowe
SEBASTIAN'S POVZaire was such a problematic spoiled brat.I swear to god.I was leaning against the headboard with my arm over my eyes, trying my best not to lose my mind.So, when Zaire pushed his hand inside my pajama bottoms earlier, I was thinking damn, maybe we could do something quick before my parents got back from their date or whatever it was called for people who were not together. Maggie was out with her friends too, so it was just the two of us in the house.Obviously I got excited, but was brought down to earth real quick when I realized what he was doing.This guy's intentions weren't what I thought.. He just wanted to play with my dick.And not in "I wanna turn you on" kind of a way. No, he was literally playing with it like it was a damn toy while leaning into my chest, casually going through my dms like nothing was happening.I couldn't believe it.Who does that?Despite my frustration, I silently endured his unnecessary torture because... well he was my spoilt brat.
ZAIRE'S POVTwo hours.Two whole freaking hours.That was how long I had been lying on Sebastian's bed, tossing and turning while he sat at his desk studying.He had a chemistry test on Monday, so I understood that he needed to study. I really did.At first, I thought I could wait for him to finish. But now? I was bored out of my damn mind. I didn't come all the way here just to stare at the ceiling while my boyfriend studied.I missed him like crazy.I came here because I wanted to see him. I wanted his attention. I wanted to be wrapped in his arms and showered with love and affection. Instead, I had spent the last two hours watching him read the same damn textbook."Seb?" I called.He didn't answer.I frowned. "Seeeebbbb!""What, Zai?" His voice sounded annoyed.I sat up and glared at him.Fuck was he frustrated with me for?"You know, you should have just told me not to come here if you weren't going to pay attention to me."Sebastian finally looked away from his book. "I told you
REGGIES'S POVThe knock on the door made me jump up from the couch.I rubbed my sweaty palms down my sweatpants, my heart pounding unsteadily in my chest.For the first time in my life, I, Reggie G, was nervous about having sex.What an absolute shocker.Not that I was full of myself. Okay, maybe I was. At least to a certain extent, but that was beside the point.The thing was, I had always been confident when it came to sex because I knew what I was doing, and I knew I was fucking good at it. My bedroom skills had never let me down, so I had no reason to doubt myself. Why would I?One, I had a big dick. Check.Two, I knew how to fuck. Check.Three, I was a good-looking dude. Check.So, as far as I was concerned, I had everything a guy could possibly need to make someone enjoy themselves. So, what the hell was my problem?It wasn't even like I had never slept with Will before. Hell, I had lost count of how many times we had fucked. We had done it enough times for me to know exactly
REGGIE'S POVAll had been doing lately was drowning myself in booze and burying myself in every pussy that was easy enough to welcome me in.The fact that I didn't have school gave me the perfect excuse to do whatever the hell I wanted, at least until I had to go back next week.I was only nineteen, but the amount of people I had slept with was simply incredible. Not that it was something I was proud of, but sometimes, you had to do whatever it took to keep yourself from going insane, no matter how unconventional your methods may be.If it worked, then why the hell not?I threw my head back, a guttural groan escaping my throat as I thrashed my dick harder into Nicole's wet pussy. She moaned loudly, throwing that ass back to meet my thrashes.I wished she could keep quiet. I hated the sounds of her girly moans. That was not what I wanted to hear. And the only reason why I was still turned on was because behind my closed eyes, all I could see was those blue eyes. All I could hear in m
SEBASTIAN'S POV"I saw you guys have been doing great in the Varsity League," I said to Dillion before taking a sip of my drink."Yeah." He nodded. "After Caleb got drafted to the NFL, I really thought we were going to struggle. He was our captain and our best player. But we managed to make it work without him. We're second on the table right now, behind last season's champions, Boston U. So, honestly, it couldn't be any better.""Yeah. So, you're the captain now?""Hmm. I'm co-captain with Bruce.""Awesome. I assume the goal is to get drafted?""Absolutely." He smiled. "It's the dream, you know? I've been working hard and pushing myself. I didn't make it in the last draft, but I still have hope. We're having a Pro Day in a couple of months, and I really want to make sure I'm ready for it.""Yeah, definitely."A Pro Day was basically a college-hosted workout where NFL scouts/personnel evaluated prospects. Scouts and coaches came to watch players go through different drills, workouts,
ZAIRE’S POV"Coach is going to give us hell again today at practice. I can almost feel it," Reggie groaned, and I could almost see him replaying in his head all the torture we have been going through at practice these past two days."I mean, he's still pissed off about what went down at the bonfire
ZAIRE'S POV The drive to Dillion's friend's place felt longer than it actually was. Maybe because my head wasn't fucking quiet. The music was blasting out the windows-Reggie had control of the aux, which meant loud trap music and him drumming on the dashboard like he was in the damn band.I just s
ZAIRE'S POVTwo days. Two fucking days had passed, but all I could still think about was him. I tried everything, from practice, gym, and even joining my aunt for her weird-ass meditation sessions, but nothing seemed to work. The more I tried to chase him out of my head, the deeper he crawled in.I
SEBASTIAN’S POVSome old-school country tune poured through the speakers of my Jeep, the mellow beat syncing perfectly with the rhythm of my fingers drumming against the steering wheel. I bobbed my head, singing along with the song. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see the disgust all over my b







