A Heart Unbroken
Copyright© 2025 by IHateDrFreud
Chapter 5
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Jake grew up in a family of superheroes, but unlike his sister, he never showed even a hint of a power. Then one day, something inside him finally woke up. Learning to control it wasn’t easy, he stumbled and failed many times, but he always got back up. And when he eventually became a real superhero, he discovered a truth no one had warned him about. The superhero life he had admired might not as perfect or as pure as he had imagined.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Consensual Reluctant Fiction Humor School Superhero Tear Jerker Extra Sensory Perception Cuckold Sharing Incest Group Sex Swinging Black Male White Male White Female Voyeurism Slow Violence AI Generated
The next day was a school day, which I spent most of the morning trying not to run into Jordan, Jess, or Sydney. I accessed a few students’ perspectives here and there, shifting my path slightly, ducking down corridors, staying just out of their sight. I just found another great way to use my ability: becoming a sneaky ninja.
However, Evelyn spotted me near the cafeteria. Her brow raised for a second as she saw me.
In the classroom, I lost all focus on the subject. I gave up on taking notes. My mind was empty. I stared at the projector screen like a zombie, or watched Evelyn move her pen across the notebook, taking notes. She kept glancing at me, her expression tight with worry.
“Jake ... you’re spacing out again,” she whispered, leaning a little closer.
“I ... I’m fine,” I said, avoiding her eyes.
Then she tried again. “Did you do anything fun last night?”
I swallowed hard. “N‑not really,” I stammered, heat crawling up my neck.
“Um ... did you sleep okay?” she pressed on.
“Yeah,” I said.
Her pen scratched on the notebook a little slower now. She definitely knew that something was wrong with me today. I hated that she always saw through me.
The final bell rang. Everyone poured out like the day had finally set them free. I just sat there for a moment, staring at my half‑open backpack. Going back to the Force base should’ve excited me. A week ago, I would’ve sprinted there, eager to train and prove myself as a superhero. But now my feet felt glued to the floor.
I slipped out of school slowly, letting the crowd pass me. Every step toward the bus stop tightened something in my chest. I should go to the Force base. I should be training. I should be thrilled that I was part of a real superhero team. This was supposed to be my dream.
Turns out my dream wasn’t what I expected at all. Maybe I wasn’t ready. Maybe I didn’t belong. Maybe I’d already screwed it up. Jordan, Jess, Sydney ... they all made me feel like I didn’t even belong there. The worst part was how fast it had turned into humiliation for me.
I stopped walking. For a moment, I turned around and headed in the opposite direction, anywhere but the Force base. Lucky Dad hadn’t sold our house yet.
I spent the evening alone in the house again, after everything I had done to get out of this house. I moved from the couch to the kitchen to my room without really doing anything. My phone buzzed a few times. One call. Then another. The Force. They wanted me at the Force base for training tonight. I didn’t even have the energy to care.
I sank into the couch, letting my head fall back. My mind wouldn’t stop spinning, jumping from one stupid thought to the next. I felt drained, hollow, like I’d been emptied and left on the floor. My eyelids gave in first.
I woke at some point in the night to the doorbell ringing. I stumbled to the door and opened it. Evelyn was standing there, hair slightly messy, coat on, holding a small bag.
“Hey,” she said softly. “I thought I should check if you’re okay.”
I stepped aside, letting her in. She didn’t ask questions yet, just moved around the kitchen like she owned the place. Before I realized it, she had fixed a plate of food and set it in front of me. I stared at it, barely able to lift the fork, but she insisted gently. Just being here, actually caring, made the tight knot in my chest loosen a little. It felt weird, like I wasn’t completely alone anymore.
After I ate, she sat across from me on the couch, still calm and patient. “We used to talk about everything,” she said. “So ... Come on, what’s wrong?”
I took a shaky breath and decided to let it out. “A week ago ... I found that I have a superpower. I ... I can tap into other people’s senses. See what they see, hear what they hear, feel what they feel. I also had some superhero auditions, and I got accepted to be a trainee for the Force 2nd generation team.”
Evelyn’s eyes widened a little, a smile appearing on her face. “Really? Wow ... that’s ... amazing, Jake. This has been your dream for so long. You actually did it.”
“Yeah...” I said, my voice trembling a little. “And ... I also had some lovely moments with someone in the team whom I had had a crush on for some time. It should have been amazing. But...”
“But...” Evelyn raised her eyebrows.
I ran my hands over my face. “But ... there’s this thing with superheroes. When people get powers, they also get ... really intense sexual urges. And ... Well, it turns out all of them handle it casually and openly.”
Evelyn didn’t react as I expected, no hysterics, no disgust, just a slow blink and a tilt of her head. “Ah, like ... how?”
“They fucked each other. They have a culture of casual, mutual release,” I said, staring at my knees. “And they expected me to just jump in.”
Evelyn’s fingers tapped the table once, thoughtfully. “And you didn’t want to?”
“I wanted to,” I groaned, pressing my palms into my eyes. “That’s the worst part. My crush was right there, naked and offering.”
Evelyn leaned back, crossing her arms. “What happened? Did you take her?”
“No,” I croaked. “I froze up like an idiot.”
“Jake.” She leaned forward. “You had a naked, willing dream girl right there, offering herself to you. And you just ... didn’t take it?”
“But it wasn’t ... how I imagined.” The words stumbled out before I could stop them. “I really wanted her, of course. But then she told me about their culture of using teammates for sexual release, and that she’d been doing it with the guy who’s basically my nemesis. She’s done it with him hundreds of times, maybe even in that damn shower. And she probably does it with everyone on the team.”
Evelyn snorted. Not mocking, just sharp. “So what, Jake? The point is, your superhero crush was offering a free ride, and you panicked just because she’s fucked with other people? Did you expect a hot girl to be some untouched saint?”
I exhaled through my nose. “Well ... add the fact that I don’t even know how to fuck, because I’m still a virgin, so yeah, it was pretty intimidating...”
“Wait.” Evelyn held up a hand, frowning. “You’ve never had sex?”
I sank lower into the couch. “Unfortunately, no, I haven’t...”
Evelyn tilted her head, studying me with something between amusement and pity. “Huh, and that’s why you froze?”
I nodded miserably.
Her lips curled slightly, but the teasing edge softened as she leaned closer. “Hey, Jake ... I get it. You feel intimidated and anxious because there’s a whole lot of gap between you and her. That’s completely normal.”
“Yeah ... thanks, Evelyn. At least, there’s someone who finally understands how I feel.” I swallowed hard. “And now I’m in a dilemma about whether I should give up my dream of being a superhero just because of this...”
Evelyn raised her eyebrows, “You’re considering quitting? Jake! You’ve been obsessed with superpowers since middle school. You used to analyze every superhero fight frame-by-frame on my laptop. And you’re going to quit because your teammates invite you to have casual sex? That’s crazy. You’re not quitting. You’re just scared. So what’s the actual problem? That they have too much sex, or that you have zero sex?”
My fingers twitched. “It’s not that simple...”
“It is,” Evelyn cut in, voice steady. “I think the only thing stopping you was your own virginity complex. And ... you know, there’s a solution to that problem.”
I blinked. “What do you mean?”
She shrugged, her lips quivering into a sly grin. “Well, if you’re nervous and afraid to join them because you’re a virgin, then why not just ... get it over with? Maybe start with someone you’re more comfortable with.”
My throat went dry. “Evelyn, what...”
She said, “Look, I’m not offering charity sex or anything. I knew you’re lusting after me since freshman year. You’ve used me as jerk-off material, haven’t you? Well, I’ve been using you for my own get-off sessions too. I always wondered why you never asked me out. If you had, you might not still be a virgin now.”
“Wait ... you what?” My brain short-circuited. “I thought we were just friends! Now you’re telling me I could’ve lost my virginity to you? All this time?”
Evelyn rolled her eyes. “Dumbass, I let you drink from my milkshake straw last week. I’ve been by your side for years. You really didn’t notice?”
“Son of a bitch!” I exclaimed.
“Hey, be respectful to your mom,” Evelyn said, shifting forward. Then she exhaled and smirked. “But first, I have to let you know: I’m not a virgin. Is that a problem for you? Because honestly, if it is, you’re never going to get rid of yours. So, do you want to lose your virginity to me?”
I opened my mouth. The house was silent except for the hum of the fridge.
“No,” I blurted. “I mean. Yes. I want to lose my virginity to you.”
Evelyn’s grin sharpened. She stood, pulling me up by my shirt collar. Her fingers were warm against my skin. “Would you like to begin with a kiss?”
“Yes,” I stammered.
She leaned in, her lips met mine, soft but firm. My hands hovered awkwardly until she grabbed them and shoved them onto her ass. She laughed into my mouth, biting my lower lip just hard enough to sting. Then she pulled my shirt over my head.
Clothes hit the floor in messy piles. My fingers fumbled at her bra strap, three tries before it unhooked. They spilled free, what a beautiful pair of tits, nipples dark brown and already stiff. I stared.
“Do they look like how you imagine?” Evelyn murmured.
I swallowed hard, nodding. Before I could even answer, she shoved me backward onto the couch. The springs creaked under my weight as she climbed over me, her thighs straddling my hips. Her fingers traced the line of my abs, then lower, guiding my erection to her wetness. She sank down onto me in one smooth motion.
The feeling of her was overwhelming. I gasped, watching Evelyn, the girl who was taking my virginity. She smirked down at me, lifting herself almost all the way up before dropping back down. I gripped her hips, fighting the immediate urge to finish. Evelyn’s smirk widened as she fucked me.
After a while, with a grunt, I rolled us over, pinning her beneath me. Evelyn let out a surprised laugh, her legs immediately wrapping around my waist.
“Thought you were just gonna let me do all the work?” she teased, her beautiful smile painted on her face.
“I want to fuck you,” I said, surprised at my own voice, then slamming into her.
Evelyn began to moan, her face flushing, and her breasts bouncing as I thrust into her. The couch creaked beneath us. I barely had time to process how utterly surreal this was. Evelyn, the beautiful girl I’d spent years with, was now beneath me, her pussy clenching tightly around my cock.
Her legs tightened around me, pulling me deeper. “Fuck me, Jake. Fuck me harder.”
I then accidentally tapped into her senses, viewing the experience from her perspective. Just curious how a girl feels during sex? In that instant, I experienced the full depth of her sensation. Something was off. So, I adjusted my hip movement until I found the precise angle that intensified her sensation, and her breath hitched.
“Oh, god. Jake, yesss.” Evelyn moaned as she lifted her hips to meet mine.
I kept pounding her that way, and her face showed the result. Moments later, her vagina tightened around my cock, clenching in tight waves. I could not hold it anymore. Her climax triggered mine, and I came, collapsing onto Evelyn as I emptied myself inside her. Her thighs trembled around me while we lay there, panting.
Evelyn exhaled a shaky laugh. “Holy shit, Jake. You didn’t fuck like a virgin at all.”
My face burned. “Did you just...?”
“Orgasm? Yeah. Twice.” She stretched beneath me.
Okay, that worked! Wait, fuck, that was another way to use my powers? I can fuck her better than anyone else because I can feel exactly what she wants. Have you heard of precision medicine? It treats you specifically based on your symptoms and responses. This is it, the new innovation: precision fucking!
Evelyn pushed me off with a laugh. “So, still think you can’t handle your superhero friends?”
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