Britt, her brother Joe, and their girlfriend Carman (yes, they are a throuple) were excited for Saturday's frat party. On Thursday, Carman asked Britt if she wanted to shop for a new outfit. After the last frat party (refer to Cumming at a University Near You story), the throuple had decided to move in together, but that had not happened yet. Since it had been a while since the two girls had been together alone, Carman's...

I never thought I'd be the guy who couldn't get it up. At twenty-four, I was supposed to be in my prime. Fit enough from the gym, decent-looking, good job in IT that let me work remotely. Women liked me — or at least they seemed to. Drinks turned into make-outs, make-outs turned into hands under shirts, and then... nothing. My cock would start interested, half-hard from the anticipation, then decide it had better things t...

In the kitchen, I unpack the groceries with mechanical precision—coffee beans into the canister, bread on the counter, wine tucked away for later—my mind replaying the scene from the bedroom like a cruel loop. Cyrus's voice, those words meant for me, spilled out for her. "Fuck, you feel so good... I can't stop this." My hands tremble slightly as I fold the empty bags, jealousy coiling in my chest like a vine, tight and th...

The morning light filters through the lake house windows, soft and golden, like it's trying to wash away the night. I wake up first, tangled in the sheets beside Cyrus, his arm draped over me possessively even in sleep. Cleo's still out on her side of the bed, but her breathing's steadier now, the pallor fading from her cheeks. My heart twists—a mix of triumph and ache—as I slip out carefully, pulling on my sundress from...

The lake house smells like damp pine and secrets that stick to your skin. Moonlight slashes through the curtains, turning the porch into a stage for the kind of sins you don’t confess. Cyrus is out there, sprawled on the steps, whiskey bottle loose in his fingers, staring at the lake like it’s got his answers. Or maybe his guilt. I linger in the doorway, my sundress clinging to my thighs, thin as a whisper in the humid ni...

As the day turned to night, Liv and Steph came to me with a surprise. "We have a reservation at a lounge," Liv said with a grin. "We're going to dance the night away." I was exhausted, but after everything that happened on the beach, I wasn't about to let Steph and Liv hit the clubs without me. As the women got ready for the night out, I could hear giggles and whispers coming from the bathroom. I wondered what they were u...

Chapter 6 - The Family United ------------------------ Sarah chuckled as she stepped forward. Mark was more confused. Why is Sarah not blowing her fuse? Why is she taking this so well? he thought to himself. Then, to his shock, she began undoing the buttons of her low-cut silk blouse with deliberate slowness. Was this like a 'two can play the same game' kind of power trip that Sarah was doing? His cock was still inside Li...

Robert, sweat beading on his brow, lugged in the final suitcase into the cramped apartment, dropping it with a thud beside the mountain of Tracy's other belongings. Tracy, her hands on her hips and a scowl on her flushed face, let out a sigh that had a mix of anger and despair. "I just can't believe they'd do this to me," she spat out, her voice tight with emotion. "Kick me out like I'm some kind of...some kind of whore."...

I walked out of the shower dripping and sore, still dazed from what just happened. My stepbrother Caleb had fucked me hard against the tiles. My hole was wrecked, my thighs a little shaky, my whole body tingling from being used like that. I didn’t bother grabbing a towel. Just padded out bare, water still running down my back, and collapsed face-first onto the bed like the fucked-out little slut I was. I spread my legs sl...

I hadn't heard from my sister in a few days, and a quiet worry began to settle in my chest. We spoke almost every day, and our work schedules usually aligned for us to spend time together about three times a week. Our Friday nights often dissolved into shared laughter and a bit too much to drink at our favorite bar, usually ending with her leaning against my car, while I held her hair back as various vibrant hues of what...

So my stepbrother Caleb was visiting the city and just passing through on his way to a wedding. We hadn’t seen each other in years, and I barely remembered anything about him except the hoodie-wearing dude who never talked. But when he showed up at my place, jacked, confident, and cocky, he looked nothing like the guy I remembered. And that night, things got... complicated. One second I was staring at the thick bulge in h...

Eric tightened his grip on the steering wheel, eyes glued to the winding forest road ahead. His car hummed along the asphalt, the only sound piercing the quiet evening. The trees stood tall, casting long, eerie shadows that danced and stretched as the car's headlights swept over them. In the passenger seat, his younger brother, Todd, fidgeted, his eyes darting from the road to Eric's profile and back again. The atmosphere...

"You're so full of it, Jack," Nick said, chuckling as he tossed the room key onto the dresser. "You think you're going to get any better at basketball playing video games?" Jack, sprawled on the motel bed, rolled his eyes. "At least I'm not living in the past, bro. Maybe I'll finally beat you at something before I'm old and gray." Nick snatched a towel off the bed. "Keep dreaming. Now, who gets the shower first?" "You, ob...