Entering my room, I don’t shut the door before laying on my bed. I think about how close she is. I think about everything I have planned for her. My cock throbs behind my shorts, so I push them down, wrapping my fist around my hard length. I don’t muffle or hold back the groan I let out at the feeling of my hand tightening around myself.
I don’t even feel the need to pull my phone out to put on some porn, just knowing Mayson is close enough to hear me, that she could walk by any second and watch, is enough. I remove my hand for just a second to spit into my palm before gripping myself once again and moving my fist rapidly.
I think about it being Mayson’s pussy, her mouth or her ass.Fuck,I know any part of her will feel like heaven. And knowing my dick will be the first has me moving my hand even harder over myself. I’m not going to last long because I know exactly what I need and this is purely about release.
This is because I want her to hear me. I want her towantto come in here and clean up the cum I get all over my hand.
“Fuck, Mayson, you’re going to feel so fucking good,” I groan, imagining the way she would bend over on my bed, pushing her ass up for me, looking back with that evil little glint in her eye. The one that challenges me and makes me want to force her into submission for me.
“Yeah, you’re going to take it. I’m going to fill you so fucking full and watch my cum drip out of you,” I groan at the visual. I’m unable to hold back as my release barrels toward me, my balls draw up, and ropes of cum shoot out onto my stomach.
Looking down at the mess on my abs, I glance at the doorway, and there she is. Eyes wide, looking at me just like that day she saw me fucking her friend.
She doesn’t move, even when I stand up, tucking my softening dick away and walk toward her. Her eyes don’t leave mine. When I’m finally in front of her, looking down at her face, I taunt, “Either get down and clean me up, or go back to your room.”
That breaks her out of the trance she was in, scoffing and shaking her head, but she doesn’t move.
I step backwards, raising my eyebrow. She looks down at my stomach, then back up and when she goes to open her mouth, I don’t let her say whatever it is she’s about to because I’m shutting the door right in her face.
It’s not time yet. She’s not broken enough, but she will be.
Chapter 5
Mayson
That stupid son of a bitch. I stomp back to what I guess is now considered my room in this stupid house. After seeing Colin’s stupid face and catching him jerking off his stupid dick I didn’t know what to do. I still don’t. He slammed the door in my face, and it’s probably for the best because I don’t know what I would have done. Probably something stupid that I shouldn’t have. Everything is juststupid.
But he took the chance away and I’m distracting myself going through my things he had moved over here. It doesn’t take very long for me to realize that a bunch of my clothes are missing.
Like the majority of them.
I have one T-shirt, one pair of pants, one light jacket, one pair of socks, one uniform, and no panties.
I look through all the drawers in the single dresser, and don’t find anything else. Everything else of mine is here, even the bedding on the bed is from my old room. My computer,books, even random papers are sitting on the desk almost exactly how I left them.
The only thing missing is my clothes.
I storm back to Colin’s room, and pound on his door, my anger replacing any of the horniness he caused. When the door swings open he’s still shirtless, with just that single silver chain he always wears around his neck and the loose shorts on his waist. He leans against the door frame.
“Need something?” he questions, with a slight upturn of his lip.
“Uh yeah, my clothes. Where are they?”
“Noticed that, huh?”
“No shit. What did you do with them? I need more than just one uniform.”
“You can wear mine.” His self satisfied smirk appears again and I roll my eyes.
“I can’t wearyouruniform tomygames you idiot.”
“You can for practice.” He pauses. “And you can work on earning your clothes back.”
I fold my arms across my chest. “Yeah? How are you wanting me to do that? Sucking your dick or something?”
His hand slaps against his chest like he’s shocked. “Of course not, what kind of brother would that make me?”
“The disgusting kind, which is exactly what you are.”
