For the Fans

by Nyla K.

AlexandertheBait: My dick died…mind if I bury it in dat ass??

Lmao wha

My eyes widen and I quickly pluck the joint from between my lips. “Oh shit… how’d that get there??” My mom rolls her eyes while I stub the joint out on my tongue. “Avi…”

LMAO

“Two months?!” My eyes are bulging all over again. “We’ve only been living here for three months! Jeez, I guess the sharks are circling the chum here in Boston…” “Avi!” She glares. “Okay, fine. The pigs are hunting for truffles.” I grin while she stares at me. “You’re the truffle… ’cause they’re fancy.” She pinches the bridge of her nose. “How did I make this person…” My smirk widens.

I adore this relationship

I puff my chest a bit. I could take him.

Lmao ok

We’re done perusing the upstairs, and my father and Hannah are walking downstairs chatting when Avi leans in to me and whispers, “Your room is really boring.”

AVI!?

“Well, guess what.” I spin to face him. “You’re not getting it. I don’t know what you think… If you and your mom are just looking for someone with money to support you or something, but it’s not gonna happen. Go find some other family to leech onto and leave us alone.”

Jerk...

“Oh, but I do.” He inches closer. “You’re the stoner kid who laughs it all off because it’s easier than admitting you have no clue who you really are. Nothing holds your attention, and you tell yourself it’s because of your artist brain, but that’s just an excuse to slack off and flit around like a careless buffoon. You have no friends, no relationship, nothing. You’re a momma’s boy, and you act like you’re taking care of her, but the truth is that she doesn’t need you. No one does.” I’m frozen as he leans in even closer to my face. “You’re a waste of space. Now, get the fuck away from me. Please, and thank you.”

Wow dick

“Uh… no.” She peeks at Josh by her side. “She went to get her charger.” “Her charger…” I repeat, eyeing them and wondering why they’re acting so shifty. “With Ash,” Josh says, and Julie elbows him. “With Ash?” I narrow my gaze.

That makes it easier

Completely unsatisfying. And now I look like even more of child having a temper tantrum.

You are!

I’m shaking, I’m so angry. Stalking over to the birthday cake on the counter, I hock a massive, raging loogie and spit it right on top of the pretty chocolate frosting. “Take that, asshole,” I teem.

Kyran???!

“This isn’t a joke. You can’t just make things up like this, Kyran. I’m sure you’re overreacting.” “Fuck you,” I breathe, choking on the emotions trying to scrape back up my throat like bile. “I’m not making it up…” “Yes, you are. Stop lying.” “I’m not lying!”

What happened

FuckBoiFarmer: Are you into agriculture? Cuz you sure know how to raise a cock.

Im dying

To be specific, more of me and Kyran. Or the hot grouchy blonde, as they tend to call him.

Good nickname for him

Of course, they don’t know that he’s my stepbrother… A fact that would probably have them offering even more money. I get a sense these homies are down with the forbidden.

Same

It’s my version of The Last Supper with all Batman characters. Obviously, Batman is Jesus, Robin is Peter… I’ve got Commissioner Gordon in there, Poison Ivy, Mr. Freeze, Bane, and the Scarecrow. And of course, the Joker as Judas.

Lmao!

Duke defense…”

Is duke also called that for football?

“Don’t worry, amigo. Tonight, we’re gonna exorcise those Blue Devils back to North Carolina where they belong.”

Maybe they will win

Even if I wanted to, there’s no moving away. I’m trapped beneath him. But the sickest part is that as soon as the words leave his lips, I’m waiting for it. Like it’s my reward for doing well… I want it.

Scream

“Well, Kyran, judging by all the people, booze, and music, I’m gonna say… I’m here to do everyone’s taxes.” I roll my eyes and sip my drink while Frankie giggles.

Pfft

So against all rational thinking, my lips brush over his. I don’t even think I did it… Why would I do that? It’s suicide. But it happened, and it prompts a little noise from within Kyran’s throat. “Avi…” He says my name on a trembly breath. “Don’t…”

Is the door locked

“Lock it,” he demands, sliding his tongue into my mouth to pet mine. “The door, Avi… Please lock it.”

Omg anxiety

“Do I do it better than her…?” My hips ripple into his, both of our dicks straining against our pants, all thick and solid and aching for more contact. “Fuck off… Avi.” He gasps my name, head tipped back on the door. “Mmm… ohhfuck…”

Screaminggggfff

“You want me to catch your hot load in my mouth?” “Ffuck… Avi…” He fingers dig into me through my clothes. “I think it’s too late.” I suck the words onto his puffy lips. “Come for me, baby.” “I’m not your—fuuuck. Fuck yes, oh God, Avi, I’m coming.”

Im dying!!

“You mean like how you football players watch the game tapes to improve your form?” I smirked, taking the cloth and tossing it in the direction of my hamper. He rolled his eyes at me while he finished dressing. “You’re fucking annoying.” And then he left.

Haahah goD i love avi

He shoots me a quick, elated grin before stuffing his helmet back on and jogging over to his guys. I’m abnormally warm inside… my chest thumping with an excitement that seems new and shiny. And flustering, because of how much it relies on the person I despise. Rhyming is fun.

Omg these boys

“You don’t go down without a fight… Trust me, I know.” I smirk even though he can’t see it. His lips curve into a grin, but he crushes it and covers it with his usual scowl. “Fuck you.” “Yes! Perfect.” I clap. “Use that anger and go kick some Hokie ass!” Diving away from him, I jump up and down, facing the crowd. Lifting my hands over and over to signal make some noise, which they do. The crowd is screaming and hollering, the stands shaking with thundering noise and stomps to match the fading music of “We Will Rock You.”

Awww i dont even like football and im invested in a fake game

We’re on the five-yard line with ten seconds left on the clock, trying for a touchdown. If we don’t make this, it’s on Theo for the field goal. He hasn’t missed all season, but still. That’s a lot of pressure.

Oh no he has to make it! Theo will lose his feet if he misses! Thats how football works!

He fucking runs, juking through the bodies, diving into the end zone him fucking self to score the winning touchdown.

FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!

He fucking crushed it. There’s no other way to say it… I’m proud of him. Don’t tell him I said that.

Its our secret

Theo shoots me a teasing look. “You coming to the party, Baldwin?” I’m about to politely decline, when Kyran says, “It’s not really his scene. This party is team only.” I cock an insulted brow at him, but he’s already turning away with his friends. “Maybe next time, Eagle boy!” Wow… really?? He just fucking snubbed me. I scoff and roll my eyes to myself, playing it off like I don’t care. Because I don’t…

Nice Kyran....

I groan, as quietly as I can because there are people so close. The entire football team is in the showers, laughing and chatting on the other side of the room, fully unaware that their quarterback is kissing the mascot a few feet away. But the reality of the situation does nothing to dampen the mood. In fact, my dick is rock hard, trapped inside this ridiculous costume.

Those two may be excited but im nervous!!

“You’re a bad liar,” I murmur. “We both know this doesn’t want cheerleaders…” “Ffuck off, Avi…” he whines. Inching my lips up to his ear, I whisper, “I know your secret. You wanna be bent over and fucked by the mascot.”

Ok well Avi... Dont push it

“Alright, enough!” he barks as a few of his teammates are rounding the corner. Kyran glances at them, jumping back to put distance between us. “Fly away, loser. Back to your nest.”

You are both insufferable. Cue the tyra banks we were all rooting for you gif

As long as he keeps sneaking his straight ass over to my place so we can keep making money, what do I care? I don’t. I don’t care.

You do care baby

“Eat ass, bitch,” I grumble at the screen, my fingers working on the controller to smash a zombie’s head open. I bash him repeatedly with a pipe until his skull explodes into a million pieces. I chuckle. Because it’s funny. I’m playing The Last of Us.

Meanwhile I get scared playing it

A small gasp leaves his lips and I swallow it up. It tastes fucking great… Like cinnamon booze and secret lust. Parting my lips slowly over his, I suck on his lower, kissing him gently until I can’t help but hum. How can his awful mouth turn so sweet…?

Its the fireball you both hydrate with

He whispers, “I want to feel you—it.” He corrects himself quickly, then clears his throat, his whispers taking on a nervous shake. “Just… fuck me, Avi. I want you to… fuck me.” That’s what I wanted to hear.

Same

My eyes could come, if that were possible.

Im crying lol

I’m lost… High as fuck on this hot, slippery, forbidden sex I’m having with my stepbrother.

Im dead. Why do they have to keep bringing it up? Its so unserious

I nod fast. “Yes. I’m gonna pour every pulse of my orgasm inside you, Ky.”

Bahaha no why did he say it like that?? Was that FOR THE FANS??

“Fuck me, that’s so fucking sexy,” I gasp. “Spray me down, Kyran. Soak me…”

Ew lololol

Grabbing his hand in mine, I use his fingers to swipe through the cum on his abs. Then I bring them up to his mouth. And to my surprise, he parts his lips, allowing me to push them inside. He sucks the cum off, and I pull them back, licking up the rest before kissing him again, filthy and fucking full.

Woof

Finally, he breathes out a long exhale and bites his lip. Inching over hesitantly, he kisses me on the jaw and mumbles, “I’ll text you.” Then he spins and darts out of the dorm room like he just dropped a bomb on my face.

Oh. My. God.

Goddamn… It literally looks like I’m making love to him.

You were

a satisfied smirk as I choose my username. Not_Your_Baby. Take that, Backwardz_Cap, you smug bastard. I follow Avi, and before I can even send him my handle, he texts me. Avi: Really? Avi: Not_Your_Baby… My grin is nearly breaking my face, toes wiggling triumphantly. Until only a minute later, he sends me a picture. And my face falls.

I love it

Avi: Then be a good boy and take your cock out for me

Scream omg the charisma

“I gotta go,” I huff to him. “Don’t leave me, baby…” he whispers sleepily. “Just keep me…” I’m not sure if he was trying to say keep me on, as in on the phone. But I dispel it either way, because I obviously can’t do that. “I’m hanging up now, Avi,” I speak softly, blinking at him while he sleeps. “I’ll… I’ll see you soon.”

Oh nooooo

Attempting to be festive with my mother, Tom, and Kyran just sounds like something that will make me want to fa-la-la-la-light myself on fire.

My mouth falls open in a silent gasp as I look around the table. Guty and Theo are gawking at us both uneasily, as if they’re preparing to break us up. And Lexi has a wicked grin resting on her lips, arms folded over her chest like she’s enjoying the drama.

God i hate her

His eyes harden as he grips the edge of the table, maybe to hold himself back. “Just leave, loser. No one wants you here.”

Ok. Cool Ky. If i were Avi id forget his stupid ass