Drawn to You (Lover to Stepbrother)(2)

“You got it.”

“You are so lucky that we need you on the team or I would let you get kicked out of school. Can’t believe we are being punished because you fucked some chick. In the school. Again,” he whines.

“Thanks, man, glad to know you have my back,” I say sarcastically.

“Come on man, this is going to be torture.” He turns, looking behind him. “Look at them.” He nods behind us.

I turn to see Sasha and her friend, Karen I think is her name, whispering to one another as they write something down. Like she knows I’m looking at her, Sasha looks up, her big blue eyes connecting with mine, and I see her cheeks blush as she looks away, her long, light brown hair almost touching her tight ass. “Look at them, they don’t care how they look. They’re also in music band, which is social suicide, and they have a so called ‘rock’ band,” he continues.

“You have put way too much thought into how nerdy they are.” I take another quick glimpse back and, yeah, they are in the nerd category in this school. They don’t party, they work hard, and join anything that is involved with music.

But still, I know it’s weird, and I wouldn’t even share this with the Pope himself, but there’s something about Sasha Bennett that I find intriguing.

A few months ago, I was fucking a girl in the girl’s locker room and I heard someone come in. We stayed perfectly quiet but I looked around the corner to see Sasha undressing and, holy fuck… her body is made of every guy’s wet dream.

Her body is perfect. Curves in all the right places, big breasts, smooth, flawless pale skin. Her long, brown hair flows down her back. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her; I felt like she was teasing me without even knowing it. My dick got harder and harder the longer I watched her. Every time I see her now, all I can picture is her naked body on my bed, her long legs spread open. Once Sasha left, I fucked that girl so hard that I even saw stars.

I know I have no chance with Sasha. Not because she’s a good girl, but because she is a virgin. I know goody, goody virgins like to keep hold of that shit until they are in a relationship. If you know me, you know I don’t do relationships.

I’m in my prime and I want to enjoy as many girls as possible. I’m eighteen years old, I’m the star quarterback, and girls open their legs with a click of my finger, so why would I want to ruin a good thing for one girl?

I look back once more and quietly groan to myself. Why did I have to see her naked body? I close my eyes and I see her there, biting her lip, and I quickly re-open them, looking back to Aaron who is on his phone texting away.

“The guys aren’t happy,” he says without looking up.

“Couldn’t you have waited until lunch?”

“If the guy’s lives are over, shouldn’t they have a right to know?” I push his shoulder.

“Stop being melodramatic. It’s a couple of weeks of helping out here and there and then it’s over.”

“Until you get caught fucking another girl,” he quips as we walk into class and take our seats.

“I won’t get caught anymore. Like hell I want to go through this again. Let’s get this shit over with and concentrate on our next game.” I sigh and look to the front of the class to see two blondes looking at me smiling. One saunters over and sits on my desk, spreading her legs out a little.

“Hey, Colin,” she purrs. I recognize her from the cheerleading squad. I also happen to know she is quite flexible.

“Hey.” I give her a charming smile that I know makes girls wet.

“I was just wondering if you could help me out with something.”

“And what is that?” I watch as she glides a hand up her leg.

“I have this ache, right here.” She points to her inner thigh, close to her pussy. “I need you to make it all better.” I feel my dick jump in response.

“I’m sure I can help you with that.” I stand up, gathering my things, and I take her hand.

“You really going to fuck her after you were just almost suspended?” Aaron looks at me incredulously.

“I’m already being punished, I better make the most of it.” I give him a cocky smile and head to the door. I don’t know why, but I look to the back of the room and see Sasha watching me, but I don’t think anything of it as I am pulled away. We enter a nearby janitor closet and, once the doors are closed, her lips land on mine.

Her hands go straight to my jeans, unbuttoning them, and she pulls them down along with my boxers. Her hands grip around my erection for a minute before she kneels down, taking all of me into her mouth like she can’t wait to taste me. I grip her hair and my head falls back. I can feel my dick hitting the back of her throat and I grab her hair harder, urging her to suck faster.

My dick starts pulsing so I tug her hair until she stands and lift her tiny skirt, ripping off her underwear making her yelp. I place my fingers along her wet folds causing her to moan. Like I predicted, she is dripping. I bend down, grabbing a condom from the pocket of my jeans that are around my ankles. Stepping out of them, I place the condom on, stroke my dick along her pussy, then with one quick thrust, I enter her and she screams in ecstasy.

I lift one of her legs so it’s around my waist, allowing me to enter her more deeply. Her pussy tightens around my dick the faster I go and I move my hand so I can reach her clit and start rubbing with my thumb. Her moans getting louder, I rub harder, thrusting in faster, and soon she screams out and I thrust a few more times until I reach my own release.