Alkine Academy

Smut warning! 🚨 M/M if this is not your thing you can skip to the next chapter.

Of all the fucking nerve!

When I stormed out of the manor absolutely pissed at Ora and Jaci, I had no idea where I was going. All I could concentrate on was the anger pulsing threw my veins.

How I ended up where I am currently is a very dumb ass move on my part.

"Cal baby, come to bed?" How the hell did the tables get turned so drastically.

Here I am standing by Cynthia's bed staring down at her naked form, utterly disgusted with myself.

Oh, if Ora could see me now. Banging his psychotic bitch while he gets to be with the woman I truly want to be with.

How did this end up so fucked up?

"Cal!" Cynthia keeps whining. Damn her screechy voice is fucking irritating.

But this is where Jaci drove me! Right back into the arms another woman. Willingly or not, I'm here.

Undoubtedly, I know it's my own doing but the bastard inside of me just can't admit to it.

Climbing under the sheets, I wrap Cynthia into my arms. Kissing her down her neck I can't help where my mind starts off comparing the two of them.

Where Jaci has soft supple skin, Cynthia's is slightly course and dry. Kissing her down to her breast, I suck in her pert nipple, Jacis is tastier. Her breast are abundantly bigger. Going lower to Cynthia's stomach I keep noticing the staunch differences between them.

I can't help it. It's where my brain skips too subconsciously.

Jacis stomach is much flatter and more firm. Where Cynthia's is a bit pudgier but softer. Lowering myself to her core I keep the comparisons going, torturing myself.

Staring at her pussy the blonde ruffled course hair is is thick where Jacis is clean shaven every time.

The color of their inner folds are distinguishing. Jacis is a light nice pink. Cynthia's is a deeper variation.

I can't do this!

I can't keep comparing the two like some prized pigs out for a slaughter.

Scrambling off Cynthia's bed suddenly, I hurriedly put my clothes back on.

"Where are you going?" Cynthia raises her upper body off of the bed glaring at me.

Buttoning up my jeans I stare at her, trying my hardest to see something in her that I truly desire.

Why am I even here? She does nothing for me?

"Gotta go!" My simple explanation doesn't appease her.

"It's because of her isn't it? Ora doesn't come around anymore because of her and now she has you in her clutches also. She's a damn bitch Cal. You don't need her, she has your brothers. Stay with me." I instantly grab Cynthia by her throat, pushing her back against the headboard, very harshly.

"Don't call her a bitch. She's a hundred times the woman you are!" My venom spews out.

"Cal, I can't...breath." Releasing her slowly, I still glare down at her.

What the hell did I ever see in this conniving bitch?

I exit her room ecstatically.

Now here I am drinking my problems away at the local bar. On my fifth shot of the night, a presence beside me alerts me instantly.

Side eyeing the culprit I notice Max staring at me questionably.

"Want to talk about it boss?" Hell no! That's the last damn thing I want to do.

Max waits patiently for my reply, I shake my head instead of answering, not in the mood for civil conversation.

"What happened to your jaw?" Max is persistent I'll give him that. Turning toward him I eye him very closely.

I can see why Jaci thought he was hot. Losing all of her control in the classroom over him.

"Why are you here Max?" He shrugs, looking around the packed bar.

"Needed a drink. I come here a lot." He answers my question nonchalantly. I keep eyeing him. Wondering if he's the loose lip in our gang? The one sending threatening letters? I never actually been close to him. I don't know that much about him. Hell! I don't even know if he has a mate or even his sexual preferences.

"Are you straight Max?" Max eyes me suspiciously.

"No. I'm bi. Why?" I grab him by his wrist, yanking him off the stool, dragging him to the back room of the bar.

I find the storage room down the deserted hall. Opening the door that thankfully isn't locked, I push Max into the room closing the door behind me, before he could even protest.

"Do you have any idea who is causing trouble in the gang?" I need the information but I don't want to confess too much to him. Not knowing if he's in on it or not.

"No. It's been pretty much the same. All except Patton but you know about that already."

That I do. Patton is the leader of our rival gang The Lone Shifters! Stupid name but not a stupid man. He's always causing trouble for our gang. Trying to steal our shipments continuously. We have a meeting with his raunchy ass next week to discus these things personally. I can't wait for it. I'm itching for a fight.

"Not him. Just anything out of the ordinary?" I can barely see him in the dark room. The only light casting in the room is from the bathroom that's adjacent to this room. It's door is slightly cracked allowing a limited illumination.

"Nope. Nothing. Why should I be on the look out or concerned?" I shake my head not realizing that he can't see me properly.

"Never mind but if you see or hear anything suspicious come to me directly." I demand of him gruffly.

"Sure boss." With the discussion over we both start to exit the storage room. Both of our hands grab ahold of the doorknob. His hand lands on top of mine. I hesitate for a fraction of a second before I turn an yank him in front of me. His back hits the door with a very subtle bang.

Taken him by surprise I crash my lips down on his, sticking my tongue down his throat. My dick instantly hardens.

Max feverishly unbuttons my jeans, easing down the zipper, he lowers my my jeans and boxers in a flash. He lowers hisself quickly. Grabbing him by his hair I pull his head closer to my aching dick.

Max grabs ahold of my dick, his gruff hands start stroking it along my shaft eagerly. His hot mouth envelopes my thick cock, meeting his giant hand half way down while sucking me off.

With each bob of his luscious mouth, gracing along my cock, my entire being hungrily engulfs. Max has a magic mouth. He pops my dick out of his mouth with a pop, licking the tip of my head vigorously.

Unable to control my inner beast any longer, I drag him back to a standing position.

"Drop them?" I command him. He drops his pants efficiently, I turn him around, with his hands on the door, I center my engorged dick right at his tight ringed rim. Sliding it along his ass slit slowly.

"This might get rough!" I warn him before I jam my hard dick into his little puckered rim. Making him grunt.

Feeling his tight ass around my cock, drives me maddeningly crazy with desire. He's so fucking tight it's unbelievable.

Max wiggles his ass, pushing it against me, achingly, I slam into him making him almost stumble forward from the force. As I plunge my dick deep into his lovely hole, I reach around his hip, grabbing his slender dick into my hand.

Stroking his dick as I keep plummeting my inflated cock into ass fast and definitely hard.

Closing my eyes I picture Jaci. I imagine it's her ass I'm sinking my dick deep into. With her big soft round asscheeks bouncing against me exotically.

When I hear Max groan it's brings me back to reality. Upset that it's not Jaci that I'm fucking, I take it out on Max.

Driving into him roughly and yanking hard on his dick.

I can feel Maxs cum dripping onto my hand. Reaching my own pinnacle, I unleash my fury thrusting into his tight little ass fiercely.

My balls spasm, "Jaci!" I roar out as my cum spurts all into Maxs asshole.

Fuck!

Pulling out of Maxs ass with my dick now deflated. I curse myself for screaming out her name while I was lost in my own passion. I can't get the damn woman out of my fucking head!

Max and I redress promptly.

Before I can even button my jeans Max reaches his down placing it squarely on my dick.

"You ever need a release, no matter whose name you yell out. You can always call me." I furrow my brows at his suggestion.

"This was a one time thing Max. This stays between you and me. My brothers nor Jaci will never find out about this. Do you hear me?" I threaten him aggressively.

If they ever found out they would never let me live it down or even forgive me.

"Sure boss." Max half laughs as he makes his exit from the storage room hastily.

Buttoning my jeans I stand there immobilized.

Absolutely shocked at what we just did. I have never been with a man before. Max was my first. I never in my life had any interest in the opposite sex. Why was I attracted or Max? So why did I do it?

Convincing myself that it's was all of the shots that I had earlier and of course the argument with Jaci that made me do something so unlike me.

I needed a release that's all.

Exiting the room, quietly, I enter the hall. Bumping into someone before I could make my silent escape.

When the person doesn't complain that I crashed into them I swallow audibly, knowing that I have just been busted I agonizingly raise my head.

And of course it's one of my brothers.

"What the hell did you just do?" Asher angrily questions me. The fury in his eyes is no mistake. He knows! Fuck!

"What do you mean?" I ask quickly. Trying to play innocent.

"With Max! I saw you both go in there," he points to the storage room door, "I followed you! When I got to the door imagine my fucking surprise! When I hear my brother fucking a guy! Hell Cal! I didn't even know you liked men?" I see the confusion mixed with the anger all over his face.

"I don't!" I try to walk around him but Asher stops my progress by putting his hand on my forearm, grasping it tightly.

"Then what was that? Don't walk away from me Cal! You need to explain exactly what happened! Did Max force you?" What a ridiculous question.

"No he didn't! I fucked him and I enjoyed it! I'm not like you Asher! I'm different! Like it or not, it's me!" Ashers eyebrows shoot directly straight up into his forehead.

"You cheated on Jaci again?" He screams it so loudly and with such surprise that his voice echoes throughout the hallway.

"Shut up Asher! Yes I guess I did but it's no different than her sleeping with fucking Braxton is it?" I say vehemently.

"Yes it is. You're doing it by choice she had no choice in the matter Cal! She was fucking raped!" Why can't they see just what I see?

"She went to him willingly. She fucked him! She didn't cry rape Asher. She didn't say a thing! She pranced into that dungeon like she was his pet! Obeying his every command!" Like she was owned by him!

"That's what you saw? Do you want to know what I saw? When Braxton announced that he bonded with her and gloated that he had sex with her, she hung her head down in shame. She didn't smile. She didn't say a word! When I looked into her eyes she was absolutely distraught. Not happy Cal! That my brother is a woman who was taken advantage of not a woman who desperately wanted it!" Seriously?

After his tirade was finished. I just stared at him in disbelief.

He saw something totally different than I did apparently. I saw acceptance. I saw her not denying it. I saw her completely.

"You're a damn fool! You want to see the good in her. You want to see a pretty little box with a giant bow! You need to open your damn eyes Asher before it's to damn late!" I yell it out loudly.

"You're an absolute asshole! If you don't believe me go ask Starla. The second we got out of the dungeon I called her. Wanting to know if she knew anything about it. Do you want to know what she told me?" No, but I'm absolutely sure he's going to tell me anyway.

"She told me that Jaci called her crying hysterically. That she freaked out over what Braxton did to her. She never wanted it. She never wanted him. He took advantage of someone who was lonely and scared, because you and Ora made her that way! So if you want to blame someone for what happened between Braxton and Jaci blame Braxton! But my dear brother, you can also blame yourself, because you're just as guilty as he is." Asher turns in his heels quickly leaving me alone in the desolate hallway stunned.

She called Starla?

She turned to her and not us.

Because of me and Ora?

Why in the hell am I so fucking stupid?

I just fucked up, yet again. Three times in one fucking twenty four hour period.

Starting with accusing Jaci, ending up in bed with Cynthia again and then fucking away Jacis memory with Max.

They say three times is a charm? Not with me apparently.

Three times is full of harm!