Wake up

“Gah!” You sit bolt upright in agony. “Ah. God. Oh. Jesus. Ow.” It’s like your nuts have been hit by a wrecking ball. Your shoulder stings and you look over, teeth clenched. A few red blemishes like fingernail marks stand out on your tanned skin. That’s odd. You’ve been scratched by fingernails in bed plenty of times, but not recently, and never by yourself.

You need the bathroom. You jerked off before going to sleep, so the need to pee is urgent. You swing your legs out of bed, and your feet come down on the book. Your testicles hurt so badly that you trip and almost collapse.

Seriously annoyed, you kick the book out of sight under your bed and stumble to the door. What were you dreaming about that could cause this much physical pain?

You stop. You are not at your house with your roommates anymore; your family lives here now. You can’t walk around in your underwear with a boner.

Your door opens abruptly.

Delta stands in the hallway with bedhead and a slightly bleary expression; she must have heard you. Your thoughts soften, but your senses sharpen. You don’t feel like yourself. She’s just wearing normal panties and an undershirt, nothing spicy. The sight of her is still oddly impactful. All you know is that you are still painfully hard, and that isn’t changing like it normally would. If anything, you’re getting harder.

Her eyes widen. She looks troubled. Her face begins to color, and she swallows, sudden sweat on her forehead.

“What’s happening?” she asks, her voice hardly more than a whisper. She places her hand on her belly and squeezes her thighs together, thighs that you never paid attention to until this moment. She stares at you, then your bare chest, then at your groin.

“Um,” she says, and abruptly turns away.

You see her ass in those panties and your heart has a small seizure.

You reach out instinctively, but stop yourself before you can grab her wrist. Not appropriate. Something is horribly wrong. All you can think about is getting your hands on her smooth body. This is not a good look for you. You need a cold shower.

She stops after three steps. Your eyes are stuck on her peachy little backside.

She turns back around and rushes to you, grabbing your package. You wince, still in pain from whatever annihilated your nuts in your sleep. But it also feels amazing.

Your hands are on her with no input from you, sliding down her back to give her butt a squeeze. It’s everything you want it to be. She frees your cock, and it throbs up against her stomach as she tries to stroke it. You squeeze her ass with both hands, hard, and she shudders, lifting her face and coming up on her toes.

A door opens down the hall, and Rey sticks her head out.

You freeze, but Delta doesn’t.

Rey stares and opens her mouth, but says nothing. She looks troubled, and all the same things pass over her face that you saw with Delta a second ago. Her cheeks heat up, and she takes a hesitant step into the hallway. She wears shorts and a tee, a bit more modest than Delta. You still appreciate her superbly muscled legs.

Her are on your hands, which continue to knead firm flesh.

Delta is kissing your neck. “Flynn. Flynn,” she says breathlessly.

Rey stumbles, then leans against the wall. Her hand trembles as she slips it into her shorts.

Another door opens. “Something going on?” Nadia yawns as she emerges. Her outfit is the same as Delta’s, but Nadia is taller and has bigger breasts. You’re noticing stuff that you never noticed before. The pokiness speaks to you.

“Flynn, fuck me,” Delta whines, tugging insistently on your cock. Precum runs from it like a faucet.

“Oh my god. Oh my god,” Nadia repeats, placing her hand on her breast. “Am I dying?” Her face gets redder and redder, and only then does she seem to notice Rey, seated on the floor nearby, hand working furiously in her shorts. “Oh shit.”

Delta drops to her knees and licks your dick. You gasp at the touch of her tongue.

“Oh jeez,” Nadia croaks, her eyes leaving your face and traveling down your torso to reach your cock. She starts forward, joining Delta in front of you and rather rudely pushing her face in to get at your cock.

“What the hell?” Your mother emerges into the hallway, and her eyes bulge. “Oh! Jesus!” She grabs her chest, just as Nadia did a moment ago, then doubles over, color rising in her cheeks. “Oh god. What’s happening?”