Chokehold

by Leigh Rivers

My eyes absently zone into the way his throat moves with each gulp. I wish I could cut it wide open and watch the way his blood flows out. I’d make sure I drained every drop, bleed him dry, then sit by while he turns blue and lifeless.

Reaching for the chin of the mask, they don’t stop me as I slide it up, and I hesitate, my heart fucking thundering and cock pulsing as I stare down at my stepbrother. I swallow past a sudden lump in my throat, my eyes zoned into his lips, his fucking mouth. His heavy breaths – how audible they are. Why am I getting harder?

I’m not gay. So, I might have a secret obsession with my stepbrother, but that doesn’t make me gay…right?

🙄🙄🙄 Are you sure?

Unknown: My dick begs for more when I think of you on your knees, and your mouth stuffed with my cum. Heart in my throat, I type out a reply. Me: Who’s this? His response is immediate. Unknown: Your worst nightmare.

“I promise, I’m not cheating anymore. I blocked my professor’s number, and I haven’t seen the others in weeks.”

Wow 🤨 should I give a prize? Make a parade? 🙄😒

I want to fuck with him, not fuck him.

Says the one hard as a rock 😂😂😂😂😂

“Such a good fucking boy,” I whisper in his ear, keeping my voice low and undetected.

“No!” she shrieks. “Please. Please, don’t end this. I’ll do better.”

¬_¬

You need to get out of the closet, big brother.”

Says the one who is sucking a strangers dick while thinking of sid brother

A mask peeks through the creased clothes shoved inside. Curious, I pick it up. What the hell? I stare at the crack, unable to believe my eyes. It was Cole all along? He was the one who chased me with the hockey stick? I broke his mask—this mask… Was it him that first time, too? What about the fucking messages? My eyes widen. He sent them…

Shit hit the fan

I don’t think I’ll ever reveal myself to him.

Don't worry, he knows already

I feel betrayed.

Hahah

“I love you,” she says, her eyes shining.

Bitch please ¬_¬

I’m painfully aware of how rock solid my dick is. He’s full of blood and his large, veiny hands are around my throat, and they’re all I can think about. But then I think about the masked stranger he’s messing with, and even though it’s me, I feel the stab of betrayal in my chest again.

Does bro code still count if I fuck your brother? If not, then my bad, dude. He wanted it and I’m nothing but a gentleman who has needs.

This guy is asking for it

While Blaise sleeps like a baby, I open my chat with Cole and type out a short message to go with the photograph.

🤣 🤣 🤣 Cole would be furious

I’m done chasing you and hurting because of you. You want me, Cole? I’m right here.” Breathing hard, he pulls over by the roadside, and the car idles in the silence. “I’m here.” My voice breaks. “I’m here, Cole…but you won’t look at me.” The ache in my chest is back, and now it’s multiplied. I struggle to breathe when he stares out the windscreen. “I’m. Here.”

My poor baby 🙁😭😭😭😭

My gaze drops to his mouth, and I don’t hesitate to slam my lips to his. It’s feral. It’s painful. It’s everything I fucking need as he kisses me back.

“And you’ll stay away from Jackson?”

“Cut me.”

O_u

“You’re perfect in every fucking way…and your smile. It lights up the room. I only see you.”

So romantic

She knows I love you.”

O.o

“And the second time in the classroom. You wanked him off, still hiding who you were.”

Estamos jodidos

Yeah, I am fucking gay,

Oh wao

It’s official—I’m addicted to Cole’s kisses and trembling touches.

Mia: We were sober that day in the shower. You know there is a connection between us. Why not explore it? We don’t need to tell anyone until we know we’d work out.

Fucking bitch! Have some decency, will you? Go to the store and buy it if you don't have any left 😳😐😑🤨😵😵‍💫

And stare and stare and stare. Until my eyes burn, and my lungs threaten to blow. Something wet hits my cheek. A tear slides down, met with another, dripping from my chin and onto the offending phone with the message that shows just how little Blaise thinks of me. Did I push him away, distance us too far? If I spoke to him, would he have agreed so easily? Regardless, this motherfucker just confirmed my suspicions. Piece of shit.

Oh my god 😕 baby you don't know that he knows and he don't know that you are basically jealous of yourself 😵😵‍💫😵

“You were going to cheat on me,”

With you, he was going to "cheat on you" with you 😵😵‍💫🤣🤣🤣🤣 this is crazy

With the knife pressed to my throat, he swipes fresh blood from the slash on my hip and lubes up his dick.

O_o

“It’s good to see you again, son,” Cole’s dad says, skirting the length of the room and circling us. “You should answer your phone once in a while.”

Fuck! Fucking Mia, stupid bitch

Mia’s gone, probably to her friend’s house nearby.

If Mia wasn't the one who called the police, how the fuck did Cole's dad get here?

He can’t use any weakness on me, because Blaise isn’t here, and my mom is⁠— The trunk flies open to my mother’s worried, traitorous eyes.

😵‍💫😵🤨😑😐😳🫠

The news article flutters to the floor, and I stride back out with a renewed sense of urgency.

Call someone!

“Stop talking. You’re only hurting yourself. I said we can sort this out. All of it,” she says. “You can fix whatever is going on between you and Allie. She’ll forgive you for whatever you’ve done.”

What the fuck is this fascination this woman has with that bitch Allie?

“I’m not following.”

Is it too late to tie him to my bed in a country far away, preferably on a distant planet or, better yet, a different galaxy, where no one but me can have access to him? Okay, maybe I need help. But in my defense, I thought I’d lost him.