Chapter 1

Jay could hear his mother and sister talking in the hallway, their voices echoing through the house. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for the conversation he was about to have, before stepping out into the hallway.

“Hey, Mom, Sis,” he said, his voice casual. “What are you guys doing back so early?”

His mother turned to him, her eyes narrowing as she took in his appearance. “We decided to cut the night short,” she said, her gaze lingering on his dishevelled hair. “Is everything alright, Jay?”.

Jay shrugged, trying to keep his voice nonchalant. “Yeah, everything’s fine. I was just watching a movie in my room. Must’ve dozed off.”

His sister raised an eyebrow, her gaze sceptical. “With your hair all messed up like that? And what’s that smell?”

Jay’s heart pounded in his chest. He could smell the faint traces of sex and sweat still lingering in the air. “What smell?” he asked, playing dumb.

His mother sniffed the air, her nose wrinkling. “It smells like ... perfume. And something else. Something ... intimate. Did you have someone over, Jay?” she asked, her voice firm.

Jay felt his cheeks flush, but he kept his expression neutral. “No, Mom, I didn’t. I must’ve spilled something on myself while I was watching the movie.”

His sister crossed her arms, her eyes narrowing. “You’re a terrible liar, Jay. You’ve got that same guilty look on your face that you had when you snuck out to meet that girl from your class last year.”

Jay’s heart skipped a beat. He knew he had to get them out of the hallway and away from his room. His mind raced, trying to come up with a distraction. Then it hit him.

“Yeah, actually, you caught me,” he said, his voice sheepish. “I was on a Zoom call with some friends, and things got a bit ... heated. You know how it is.”

His mother’s eyes widened, and she looked horrified. “Jay! You weren’t ... you didn’t ... on camera?”

Jay chuckled, trying to play it off. “No, Mom, of course not. But we were drinking, and things got a bit wild”.

His mother’s expression softened, and she sighed. “Just be careful, okay? I don’t want you to get hurt or do something you’ll regret.”

Jay nodded, his eyes sincere. “I will, Mom. I promise.”

His sister looked at him, her expression unreadable. “You know you can talk to us about anything, right?”

Jay nodded, a small smile on his lips. “I know. And I appreciate it.”

His mother smiled, her expression warm. “Good night, Jay.

Love you,” his mother said, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“Love you too, Mom. Night, sis,” Jay said, heading back into his room.

He closed the door, his heart still racing, his cock still half-hard. He leaned back against the door, closing his eyes as he tried to calm himself down.

“Shit,” he muttered, running a hand through his hair. He had almost been caught.

The reality of the situation hit him, making his heart race even faster. He couldn’t imagine what would’ve happened if his mother and sister had walked in when he and Karruche were fucking on his bed. The thought made his cock twitch, and he groaned, shaking his head to clear it.

He looked down at himself and saw that he was still half-hard. ‘Fuck’, he thought, taking a deep breath. ‘I need to take care of this’.

But before he could do anything, his phone buzzed, and he picked it up to see a message from Karruche:

Karruche: Just thought I’d let you know I got away while you were talking to your mother and sister

Jay: Thank fuck they didn’t notice you, I had no idea what I’d say if they caught you here

Karruche: Yeah, me neither

Jay: I’ll talk to you tomorrow

Karruche: Sure thing. And Jay?

Jay: Yeah?

Karruche: I love you

Jay: And I love you to babe

Karruche: Goodnight Jay

Jay: Night Karruche

Jay set his phone down, his heart still pounding from the close call. He looked down at his still half-hard cock, straining against his boxers. “Fuck,” he muttered, his hand going to his shaft, giving it a squeeze through the fabric. He needed to take care of this before he could sleep.

He stripped off his clothes, tossing them onto the floor, before climbing onto his bed. He lay back, his hand wrapping around his cock, giving it a slow stroke. He could still smell Karruche on his sheets, her scent driving him crazy. He closed his eyes, imagining her on top of him, her tits bouncing as she rode him, her pussy tight and wet around his cock.