FETISH

DRE’S P.O.VThe second I’m out of the bathtub, Luke is on me.“She’ll hear us; the walls are fucking thin,” I whisper while he pins me gently to the wall. It sucks so much that Mum isn’t on a night shift today.Luke's eyes soften, his body relaxes. He leans in, nuzzling his nose against my chin then pulls away.I flinch when his fingers leave my warm skin, already missing his touch. I want to scream at him to leave them on me.He heads to the sleeping bag, taking me to my bed while he lies back, staring up at me while I get dressed, pulling on my oversized sleep shirt and shorts, climbing onto my bed.Luke settles into the sleeping bag, lying on his back with one arm tucked behind his head. He looks up at me with that lazy smirk.“How is it sleeping on the floor?” I whisper, leaning over the edge.“Great, actually,” he murmurs back, eyes sparkling with humour. “Five-star flooring right here.”I roll my eyes but smile, he smiles back, the rare one that makes his eyes crinkle and shows

Last Updated : 2026-06-06

SIMON SAYS

LUKE’S P.O.VI hold Dre’s arm lightly, just before she can climb out of the car. “Remember the favour you owe me.”Dre sighs, staying in the car. The bell has just rang, but I’m sure Dre can wait two minutes, just two minutes for me to explain my favour.“I want you to play a game with me.”She frowns, already shaking her head. “I don’t think I want to play your ‘game’”“Well, you don’t exactly have a choice; you owe me.” I laugh. “So show some enthusiasm, will you?”“Luke—”“Hear me out first.”She sighs, then allows me to carry on.“It’s Simon says; we’re both Simons, but there’s only one Simon per hour,” I start watching her eyes soften while she listens. “Eight hours for school, meaning we each get to be Simon fir four hours. Since my phone broke, we will send our requests through notes. We both fulfil each other’s requests within that hour.”“And if we don’t?” She asks, her eyes narrowing in suspicion.“I’m certain I’ll fulfil your requests, but if you don’t...you owe me another

Last Updated : 2026-06-06

THINK ABOUT ME

DRE’S P.O.VI can’t believe Luke actually pulled that off and did that to Shirley. Before, I wasn’t a hundred per cent sure Shirley had a crush on him, but that little act changed everything.Shirley, that lucky little fucking whore. Her face stayed flushed for minutes after he left, the red in her cheeks refusing to fade. Every time it started to settle, she’d space out for a second like she was replaying his words, then blush all over again. The class was buzzing. Half the girls were giggling, the guys looked shocked, and I had to bite my lip so hard to keep from laughing out loud.I feel a tiny bit mean for embarrassing her like that… but honestly? It’s kind of a win for her too. Now she has this ‘idea’ that Luke’s into her. Or at least bold enough to say nasty shit to her face.Silver, some others, and I were laughing about it on the way to our next class.“What do you think, Luke said to her?” Silver laughs.“He probably needed a hall pass, or something.”“Where is he anyway?”I

Last Updated : 2026-06-07

HUMPING

DRE’S P.O.VI glance around the classroom, heart hammering so hard I’m convinced everyone can hear it. Everyone’s either scribbling notes or staring blankly at the board. No one’s paying attention to me.Good.Slowly, I shift forward in my seat, spreading my legs a little wider under the desk. I slip the eraser between my thighs, pressing the thick end against myself through my shorts.The pressure makes me bite my lip hard. Once it's right where I want it, I start rocking my hips just barely, grinding against it, while pretending to stare at my notebook. The very little shift sends warm sparks up my spine. Thankfully, no one is sitting behind me.Emboldened, I pass the eraser through the opening of my shorts, getting up, to sit directly on top of it.I keep grinding; my hips roll shamelessly. I can’t believe I’m doing this, fucking my eraser, right in the middle of class. It's pressed right against my soaked slit. I pretend to scribble equations, but my handwriting is a complete mes

Last Updated : 2026-06-07

SINK

LUKE’S P.O.VEight more minutes.The storeroom door opens, and to my surprise, Dre came. She’s actually here.I close the door behind her, locking it with an old key I found lying around uselessly in coach's office. After the last time Dre and I were here, I swiped them. I had a feeling we were going to need this place again, and we do. “You came,” I say, folding my arms over my chest, with what most would call a "cocky" smile plastered on my face. "But what for?”She rolls her eyes.“To give you this,” she says, handing me her request in a folded piece of paper.I hold her eyes, letting a second goes by, then I finally take it. I put the request away, not wanting to read it right away. After her first request, I doubt I’d be surprised by any other request she brings. And even if it does shock me, I’d still do whatever she wants me to.She turns round to leave. And I follow her to get the door.Five more minutes.I don’t want to be an asshole, and even though it seems like she doesn

Last Updated : 2026-06-08

SHOW BOY

DRE’S P.O.V“Luke seems somewhat happier, don’t you think?” Ruth asks while we change in the girls' locker room for Phys. Ed.I blink, a little startled by the change of topic, because minutes ago we were talking about something entirely different.“I guess,” I say. “Is his Dad still in town?”I nod. “Probably, I haven’t spoken to him much since his phone broke, but he’s still in town.”I’m lying to her again. She’s my friend, and I’m lying.“Do you think it’s okay for me to talk to him now, like visit him or get him to come over since he’s in a good mood?”The feel of his lips between my teeth comes to mind. I swallow hard. “I saw you with him in the hallway earlier; did he seem in a good mood?” I ask back instead, remembering she was with him when he flipped me off.“We didn’t really talk much; he said he had to be somewhere after. We barely said anything.”“Well...I really don’t know what’s up with him.”Ruth frowns. “You’re supposed to be my wingman, Dre.”“I know, and I’m tryin