Page 14 of Forbidden Mischief
“Not enough,” I grunt, heart pounding in my chest while it rises and falls quickly.
Storming over to my dresser, I bend over to the bottom drawer and pull out something I don’t want to have to use. It’s a backless fleshlight, and it’s the only thing that gives my knot proper relief.
Mathew never took my knot, always leaving me aching even after I came. So I ordered this online and hid it, only using it when I had to. And now is one of those times.
Grabbing a bottle of lube, I coat the fleshlight and my cock.
With one hand on my dresser for support, I use the other to slide the fleshlight over my shaft. “Fuck,” I moan, hanging my head as my knees threaten to buckle. It’s not as good as a tight ass, but it’s better than my hand.
Holding it still the best I can, I pound into it. As much as I don’t want it to, my mind conjures up an image of Zayne, as if this was his perfectly toned, tight ass strangling my cock.
“That’s it,” I snarl. “Take it. Take my fucking cock like the dirty boy you are. Then I’m going to lock my fat knot inside your ass and make you scream my name as you cum all over the floor like a dirty whore.”
When it comes to sex, the feral side I normally try to suppress surfaces, the wolf inside of me coming out to play. While I’m usually quiet and keep to myself, it doesn’t mean I’m a meek, shy person. There’s something dark lurking inside me that I struggle to keep locked up every day. It’s the main reason why Mathew and I didn’t work out. Outside of his toxic behavior, he couldn’t handle me in the bedroom. I had to hold back who I really am, and I hated it. It was best to leave him before I lost control and hurt him ormyself.
But fucking Zayne… why does he have to be so fucking hot, so off limits, and drive me fucking insane?
It doesn’t take long before my balls, my knot, my whole fucking body tingles.
Pretending it’s Zayne’s ass I’m ruining, I fuck the toy harder syncing my hand with each thrust. The fleshlight hits my knot with each thrust and on the next one, I push it down hard enough to lock it in place.
“Fucking hell!” I shout, the pressure on my knot feeling so fucking good.
I thought I locked my door,I know I did, but I guess the lock doesn’t work because just as I’m about to get the relief I really need, Zayne walks in.
He looks at me, then down to my hand, my cock being strangled by the sex toy. I should stop, push him out and slam the door in his face. But, when his eyes lock on mine, I lose it.
Lips parting, I let out a long pained growl as my body locks up, and I cum the hardest I ever have in my life. My cock jerks painfully hard, sending long thick ropes of cum splashing onto the floor by my feet, emptying my balls of every last drop I have to give.
Chest heaving, heart pounding, my lips peel back as I stare at a stunned, frozen Zayne. “Get the fuck out!” I roar, snapping him out of it.
“I-I’m sorry,” he rushes out. “Fuck. I’m sorry.”
He stumbles backward, almost tripping over his feet, and closes the door behind him.
With my knot locked in the toy, I’m stuck with it. I feel gross and disgusted with myself.
My knees buckle, and I fall to the ground. Tears sting my eyes as I bring my knees up, wrapping my arms around them and burying my face in them. I won’t cry. I deserve to feel like this, to feel the shame. But fuck, it hurts. I don’t know how much longer I can live in the same house as him if this is how I am after just one week.
If it comes to it, I’ll leave, go back to the pack. I’d never ask my mom to come with me, I wouldn’t want her to. I survived my dad this long, I can keep going, right?
I can’t fuck this up for Mom, I can’t be the one who ruins her happiness, her safety.
The next morning, Prudence can feel the change in my mood when she picks me up for school. It’s sweet of her, how hardshe’s been working to see me smile, but no matter how silly my best friend gets, I just don’t feel it.
After a long, sleepless night, I had to force myself to get ready for school. It’s been hell all day. I almost fell asleep a few times and had no appetite for lunch.
Now it’s time for practice, and I have to face Zayne. This time, it was me going out of my way to avoid him. He tried to talk to me a few times in between classes, but I ran away from him. I couldn’t look him in the eyes.
He must think I’m a freak. I mean, jerking off isn’t uncommon for teenage boys, but I locked eyes with him and almost passed out from cumming so hard.How fucked up is that?
I wait until everyone leaves the locker room before slipping in and getting changed for practice.
By the time I make it out, everyone is already out on the field.
“Asher, get your ass out there now!” Coach shouts from the sidelines.
I nod and start to jog over to the others. After a moment of watching, I catch on to what everyone is doing and slip in.
