Crossroads: A New Beginning

Jadon stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his jacket before heading out for his evening walk. He is a 19-year-old with an athletic physique, standing at 5'10" and 180 lbs, giving him a well-toned and balanced build. He has warm brown eyes framed by glasses, and a defined jawline complemented by a neatly maintained stubble beard . Jadon has a decent sense of fashion—he knows how to dress well, that makes him look put-together, reflecting a natural sense of confidence in his personal style. It had been a month since he moved to this unfamiliar city, and while the solitude in his one-bedroom apartment wasn’t exactly comforting, he had begun to settle into the rhythm of life here.

His new apartment was nestled in a mid-1990s residential neighborhood. Most of the buildings in the area shared the same vintage charm, with brown brick facades and small balconies. The streets were lined with trees, casting long shadows over the sidewalks, and the air always carried a hint of the nearby parks and cafes. The area was known for its population of students, given its proximity to several universities, which meant there was a certain liveliness to it, even at night.

Jadon had gotten used to walking down the long corridor of his apartment building, where flats stood side by side, each door leading to another student or young professional like him. It wasn’t exactly luxurious, but it was functional. Affordable. And more importantly, available at the last minute when he desperately needed a place.

As he stepped out of his apartment and locked the door behind him, Jadon noticed two familiar faces at the other end of the hallway. Daisy and Lexi were walking towards him, talking and laughing amongst themselves.

Daisy was hard to miss. With her blonde hair cascading down her back and her toned body, she carried herself with the confidence of someone who knew she was attractive but didn’t feel the need to flaunt it overtly. At 19, she had a youthful vibrancy that matched her athletic figure—her toned legs and perfect curves always seemed to catch eyes without much effort. She and Jadon went to the same university, so their paths crossed often n the building or on the field as both of them represented the university in volleyball and football respectively.

Beside her was her distant relative, Lexi. Lexi was a little taller than Daisy, standing at 5'8". Her appearance was striking, almost otherworldly. She had the same air of beauty but in a subtler way, her soft features highlighted by a natural glow. Her body was slender and graceful, and though her figure was slightly less pronounced than Daisy's, she had a presence that was hard to ignore. Madison looked like she could be straight out of a dream—effortless, elegant, and completely captivating.

Jadon’s eyes flickered between the two of them as they approached. Daisy caught his gaze first, offering him a smile as her eyes briefly scanned him. Madison followed her cousin’s lead, locking eyes with Jadon for a split second before smiling shyly.

"Hey, Daisy, Madison."

"Hey, Jadon. Heading out for a walk?", replied Daisy.

"Yeah, just needed to get some fresh air. You?"

"We’re just getting back from the grocery store. Maybe we’ll see you around later?"

Jadon nodded, still feeling slightly awkward in their presence. They exchanged a few more pleasantries before the girls continued down the hallway, heading towards their apartment. Jadon couldn’t help but watch them walk away, his eyes drawn to Daisy’s perfectly toned ass and the elegance with which Madison carried herself. He felt the bulge in his pants grow bigger while he stared almost shamelessly at the two walk away from him.

He stood for a moment, collecting himself before turning and heading towards the stairwell.

A few days after Jadon’s move, he found himself waking up late one morning, from a hangover from the previous night’s uncontrolled drinking. His head throbbed, and the sunlight filtering through his curtains was far too bright for his liking. The clock showed mid-morning, well past the time he usually started his day. Grumbling, he groggily got out of bed and stumbled into the shower, hoping it would help clear his head.

Meanwhile, Daisy, who lived down the hall, had plans of her own. She had decided to head out for a quick shopping trip to grab some essentials. After picking up her bags and rushing back to her apartment, she reached into her pocket and realized she had forgotten her key. To make matters worse, Melissa was out for the day, leaving Daisy locked out. Thankfully, she remembered that their spare key was with Jadon. Without thinking too much about it, Daisy made her way to Jadon’s apartment, hoping he would be awake.

Inside, Jadon had just stepped out of the shower, still feeling dazed from the previous night. He loosely wrapped a towel around his waist, barely securing it as he started looking for clothes. He had tried to bust a nut while in the shower, but couldn't go through with it due to the massive headache he was having. Just as he was about to get dressed, there was a knock at the door. Jadon headed to the door, with his boner still wrapped loosely in the towel. His mind was too foggy to think twice about his appearance, and he opened the door, revealing Daisy standing there with a slightly flustered look on her face.

“Oh, um... sorry to bother you... I—uh... forgot my key, and Lexi’s out, so...”

Her voice trailed off as her eyes landed on Jadon’s exposed, toned upper body. The towel hung loosely around his waist, barely clinging on. She was stunned to see the boner that was clearly evident through his thin towel. Daisy’s face flushed slightly as she tried to maintain eye contact, but her gaze mostly lingered on his erection, which was at its peak.

“Oh... right, the spare key. Hold on, I’ll grab it.”

As Jadon turned to fetch the key, Daisy, caught off guard by his casual appearance, accidentally dropped her shopping bags. Items spilled onto the floor with a clatter, startling both of them.

Jadon quickly turned back, noticing the mess. “Here, let me help,” he offered.

As he removed grip from his towel, it fell off, slipping to the floor. Jadon froze for a moment, not immediately realizing what had happened.

As Daisy knelt on her knees to pick up the items, she was on eye level with his erection, which was in its full glory in front of her. Daisy’s eyes widened in shock, her gaze inadvertently falling on him. For a split second, she was too stunned to react, her face growing redder as she processed what she was seeing. Jadon, completely exposed, was starting to notice the gravity of the situation.

It took him a few long seconds to register the awkward silence between them. He glanced down, his face going pale with realization. In a flash, Jadon grabbed the towel, his own embarrassment hitting him like a wave.

“Oh my god, I—I’m so sorry!”

Daisy stood frozen, unable to pull her eyes away, her expression a mix of surprise and embarrassment.

“I—uh... it’s fine... really,” she stammered, clearly trying to compose herself, though her gaze had been locked on his boner for a little longer than she expected.

Jadon hurriedly covered himself, fumbling to tighten the towel around his waist. He handed over the spare key, both of them avoiding eye contact, the air between them thick with awkwardness.

“Here... uh... here’s the key.”

Daisy took the key, finally finding her words after what felt like an eternity. “Thanks... I’ll, um... see you later.”

She quickly turned and left, her cheeks still flushed. Jadon stood by the door, mortified. He closed the door behind her and leaned against it, letting out a long sigh. Meanwhile, Daisy felt warmth in her pants as she found herself touching herself to what she saw.