Page 4 of Forbidden Mischief
ZAYNE
I have no clue what the hell happened today.
One minute, I’m on the field at lunch practicing with the guys.
The next, Asher is pegging Tony with the ball so hard he fell on his ass from the impact.
Who knew he had an arm like that on him?
Alice and Dad never mentioned him playing sports in their old town, or that he was even interested in them.
Now I’m in charge of getting him up to date with plays and the team.
Usually not a big deal, but he’s kinda odd and doesn’t talk to me much. I’d rather be chatting with my buds or trying to find myself a nice warm pussy to sink my cock into.
I pad down the hall with the playbook under my arm and knock on Asher’s bedroom door.
“Come in!” he calls, and I push open the door slowly.
He’s lounging on his bed, surrounded by random pages of the playbook binder Coach let him borrow.
All of us on the team have one, but since Asher was a spur-of-the-moment add-on, Coach gave him the assistant coach’s personal binder until he could print Asher his own book to keep.
“You’re taking this seriously, huh?” I cross the room to the foot of his bed and sit down on the edge. “Coach was super impressed with your arm today. If you’re as good on the field as you were at lunch with Tony, you’ll probably take my spot as captain.”
He quirks a brow at me and purses his lips. “If my being on the team upsets you, I won’t join. I don’t want your spot as captain, but football seems like it could be fun.”
I can tell by the look in his eyes and the tone of his voice that he’s serious. “No, man, you’re good. If anything, you’re going to make me step up my game and play harder.”
“Cool. That’s good,” he says, looking nervous as he changes the subject. “I think I know the plays. I’m a fast learner and have an excellent memory. Not to mention I have insane speed, agility, and strength; a nice perk of being a wolf.”
We chit-chat as I quiz him on the plays, and he’s right, he knows them all by the end of the night.
Luckily, he knows the positions and what they do, even though he’s never actually played.
I didn’t have to start with the basics, which made this whole process a hell of a lot faster.
I still have time to text what’s-her-name from the next town over or catch a game of Apex with the guys.
“Thanks for helping me out and getting me up to speed on all the team stuff.” Asher starts putting the papers back in the binder, not looking at me as he does. I don’t say anything in response, just nod my head and pick up my book, leaving him on his bed.
“Are you riding to school with Prudence tomorrow again, or do you need a lift?” I ask as I get to the door.
“Pru is picking me up. Thanks, though.”
They really hit it off already. Good for him.
I’m sure it makes it easier to transition to a new school when you have a friend right away.
I was supposed to be that person, but even tonight, Asher only spoke to me when I asked him which play was which, or what play does this.
Otherwise, he was quiet and avoided even looking at me unless totally necessary.
When I get back to my room, I grab my phone and message…
Cassie? Cami? Courtney? Courtney! That’s it!
A few weeks ago, she found my SuperGram and messaged me.
We’ve been flirting back and forth in messages and tonight I’m hoping to get some pictures or maybe even a video for my personal collection.
Sending her a message, I ask what she’s up to as I turn on the Xbox to play with the guys while I wait.
I’m laying in bed in that state of sleep where you’re asleep but the littlest thing can wake you up, when I feel the blanket move slightly.
Suddenly, there are two hands on either side of my boxer brief’s waistband.
Lifting my hips slightly, I allow the briefs to be pulled down my legs in one fluid movement.
I moan as a hand wraps around my shaft in a firm grip and strokes up and down.
Courtney doesn’t waste any time getting what she wants. She did say in our chats that she loves sucking dick. Once my cock is fully erect and pulsing with need, two warm lips take the place of her hand, causing me to grunt. “Fuck!” I curse as she takes me to the back of her throat instantly.
No warm-up or preparation, just taking me in until my tip hits the back of her throat.
She swallows around me, and I absentmindedly fist the sheets, I’m so turned on.
Pulling off my length until it almost falls from her mouth, she takes me back down until her nose bumps my pubic area.
Over and over she does this, picking up speed until I’m thrusting up into her mouth, trying to keep her on my cock.
This has got to be the best blow job of my life, and I might have to think about keeping Courtney around if this is how she is in the sack.
Shit, she might even have me considering the whole relationship thing, which I don’t do.
I’m more of a love-em-and-leave-em type of guy.
But with a mouth like this, I could be persuaded to change my mind.
The little minx reaches a hand down in between us and cups my sack, rolling my balls in her hand.
Her mouth pops from my dick and peppers kisses down to my balls, kissing them gently.
She jerks my cock in her hand while her tongue roams over my balls before she sucks one into her mouth. “Damn, baby. I like that.”
Then the dirty little bitch that she is puts a hand on each of my thighs and pushes my legs up, so I’m bent almost in half like a pretzel.
I take her lead and wrap my hands around the backs of my knees, holding my legs where she wants them.
Then her hand is once again on my dick, moving in long, languid strokes.
Something wet and warm touches my tight hole, and I gasp as my head lifts off the bed in shock.
I’ve never had my ass played with, but I can’t say that I hate it.
“Fuck, that’s good.” I let my head fall back against my pillow as she continues to eat my ass while jacking me off.
My magic is hovering at the tip of my fingers, just ready to burst out at any moment.
“I’m gonna cum!” I cry, and she quickly suctions her lips around my cock hard as she moves slowly down my shaft, deep-throating me once more.
That’s all it takes for me to squeeze my eyes shut, moaning as my orgasm takes hold.
Rope after rope of hot cum releases from my dick, and she swallows every last drop.
“Your turn,” I growl, ripping the blanket off, ready to eat her pussy so good that her taste is branded on my tongue forever. However, when I look down, it’s not Courtney’s brown hair and feminine face I see. It’s Asher, my stepbrother. “What the fuck?”
I jack-knife awake, covered in sweat, my heart racing and my cock so hard it feels like he could burst apart at any moment.
Why the fuck would I have a dream about Asher sucking my dick?
Better yet, a dude sucking my dick at all?
I’ve never been into guys and sure as hell have never had a dream like that about anyone with a cock.
I sit on the side of my bed, just trying to figure out what the hell is going on. It has to be because we were together last night working on football shit and then I got that nude from Courtney. I was waiting for her to video chat me, so we could play together, but I passed out waiting for her.
Yeah. That has to be it. Just two incidents that my brain subconsciously melded together, nothing more. Plus, Asher is chasing after Prudence. Although, now that I think about it more, I swear Prudence batted for the ladies’ team, but obviously, she just needed someone like Asher.
I get up from the bed and make my way to the bathroom to shower.
Not only is there school today, but a cold shower will help this boner from hell go away.
I stand under the cold spray, just letting it beat down on my back and shiver as it slides over my body.
I wash my hair and condition it, but still, little Zayne is hard as stone and ready for action. God dammit!
Washing my body while I let the conditioner sit, I decide I’m not able to handle the icy water anymore, so I use my magic to turn the handle to hot and let the water rain down on me. After rinsing the soap away and washing the conditioner out, I’m still erect and begging for release.
Giving in, I pour a dollop of conditioner in my palm and wrap my hand around my cock.
I pump up and down as I lean my forehead against the wall of the shower and picture Courtney on her knees in front of me sucking my dick.
It doesn’t take long for my cum to paint the wall of the shower as I grunt my release.
Rinsing my cum down the drain, I turn the water off and step out of the shower. Shit, I forgot to turn the fan on, so the mirror wouldn’t fog up. Holding my hand in front of the mirror, I heat it up and let warm air blow on the mirror, clearing the fog so I can see myself.
Finished in the bathroom, I shut the light off and pad into my room, going straight to my closet. I get dressed and head out to the kitchen to grab a bagel for breakfast before I need to leave for school.
Today, we have practice after school and I hope it’s not awkward when I see Asher.
I also pray to the Goddess that this was a one-time deal, and now that I’ve got my dick to calm down, I never want to picture Asher sucking me off again.
It’s not right; he’s my stepbrother, and I’m not into guys. Right?