LOGINI didn’t answer Evan’s text. The phone stayed dark on Jamal’s nightstand while I lay there with his arm heavy across my stomach and his slow, even breaths brushing my ribs.I’m done. Jamal stirred around four, mumbled something sleepy, and rolled closer, his thigh sliding over mine. My body reacted on instinct… cock twitching, heart kicking… but my head stayed stuck on Evan. I slipped out of bed, pulled on my jeans, and left before Jamal woke up. I walked the empty paths back to my dorm with my hands shoved in my pockets and Evan’s words pressing down on my shoulders like extra weight during conditioning.By the time the sun was up I had two new messages. Jamal: You left early. Everything okay?I ignored Jamal's text and stared at Evan’s text again. I finally typed and deleted four replies before finally sending the only honest thing I had.Marcus: We need to talk.Evan left it on read.Practice was brutal. Coach had us running laps in the rain, slipping on wet grass, lungs burn
I didn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Evan’s face in the locker room… the way his jaw had locked when he said he wouldn’t watch me fuck someone else. I kept replaying the exact moment he turned and walked out, the door swinging behind him like a gavel. By the time the sun came up my phone was still dark. No texts. No missed calls. Evan had gone completely silent, and that scared me more than any fight.I dragged myself through morning classes on autopilot. In the hallway between second and third period Jamal caught up to me, backpack slung over one shoulder, voice low so no one else could hear.“Last night was incredible,” he said, eyes bright. “You okay? You seemed… off when you left.”I forced a shrug. “Just tired.”Jamal studied me for a second, then nodded like he understood. “If Evan’s giving you shit, tell him I’m not going anywhere. He agreed to this. We all did.”I didn’t correct him. I just muttered something about seeing him at practice and kept walking.Practic
I woke up the next morning with Evan’s text still glowing behind my eyes. Evan: I don’t want to share you. Not with him. Not with anyone.I read it three more times before I even got out of bed. My room was quiet except for the distant sound of someone’s alarm down the hall. I typed and deleted three different replies before finally sending the simplest one I could manage.Me: We need to talk. Let's meet tonight.Evan didn’t answer.Practice that afternoon felt like walking on broken glass. Every time Jamal jogged past me he gave me that same small, secret smile. Every time Evan looked my way his jaw tightened and he looked away again. I kept my captain’s voice steady during drills, but inside my stomach was in knots. I could still feel Jamal’s tight heat around my cock from the night before, could still hear the wet sounds Evan made when he came down Jamal’s throat. And now Evan wanted it all to stop.After study I waited until the rest of the team cleared out, then caught Evan by
Jamal took one slow step forward. “I’m not trying to out you,” Jamal said quietly. “I would never do that. I just… I’ve been watching the two of you for a while. I thought maybe I was imagining it, but then last month I saw you in the parking lot after the away game. Evan had you pressed against the truck and you were kissing like the world was ending. That’s when I knew for sure.”My stomach twisted. We’d been so careful. Apparently not careful enough.Evan straightened up slowly, one hand still braced on the bench. “How long have you wanted to join?” His voice was calm, but I could hear the edge underneath.Jamal smiled “Since the first time I caught Marcus staring at your ass in the showers. I told myself it was just curiosity. Then I started jerking off thinking about both of you. Together. With me in the middle.” He swallowed. “I didn’t plan on saying anything. I figured you’d either figure it out and tell me or you’d never want me. But tonight I couldn’t stay quiet anymore.”Ev
I stood in the middle of the locker room with my armband still tight around my bicep, pretending to listen to Jamal’s story about the new freshman who tripped over his own feet during sprints. My eyes kept drifting to the far corner where Evan was stripping off his soaked jersey. Every muscle in his back flexed as he peeled the fabric away, and a single line of sweat rolled down his spine before disappearing beneath the waistband of those tight black compression shorts. My cock twitched inside my jock. I looked away fast, heart hammering like I’d just run suicides.We had rules… strict ones I’d made the night Evan first kissed me after the Northwood win. No words like “love” or “boyfriend.” We were teammates in public and nothing else. But lately, those rules felt like they were choking me.Coach Ramirez called me and Evan into his office right after practice. The scout from State was coming Friday and wanted to see our on-field chemistry up close. Ramirez told us to keep that chemist
Morning light had given way to the deep blue of early evening by the time the three of us finally stirred from the couch. My body ached in the sweetest way.I sat up slowly, the oversized throw blanket slipping off my shoulders. Elena was already awake, legs tucked beneath her, watching me with that same calm, curious expression she’d worn since walking through the door. Daniel stood at the kitchen pouring three glasses of water, his bare back marked with faint red lines from both our nails.No one spoke for a long minute. I could still taste Elena on my tongue, still feel the stretch of Daniel’s cock inside me, still see the way his cum had leaked out of both of us while we lay tangled together. The memory made my clit throb again, even though my body felt thoroughly used.Elena broke the silence first.“We should talk about what this is,” she said, voice low and even. “Before any of us pretends it was just one night.”Daniel carried the glasses over and handed one to each of us. He
“Pour me your strongest alcohol.” I said to the bartender as his eyes widened with surprise. My fingers tapped impatiently on the counter while the loud music in the bar thumped against my ears.“You have drank up to five bottles and you want another bottle,” he said.I leaned forward slightly, my
The rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, warming my face. I blinked slowly as my eyes fluttered open. For a moment I simply stared at the ceiling, my mind still foggy with sleep.My gaze drifted around the room, confusion settling over me as I realized something was wrong.This wa
“Fuck…” I moaned as his lips brushed against mine, his tongue sliding into my mouth and stealing the air from my lungs. My fingers clutched at his shoulders as my legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer.“Fuck, you taste so good,” he murmured against my lips, his voice rough
The atmosphere grew tense as we got out of the restaurant. Neither of us spoke at first, but I could feel his eyes on me. The silence between us felt heavy.“Are you horny, Miss Harrison?” he asked suddenly.I gulped as I felt pressure building in my chest. My breath caught slightly. “Hmm… no,” I l







