Page 10 of Baked

Mary-Jane rolled her eyes. “I love your sister but that Carter can do so much better.”

Excuse me?

I carefully placed Kush on the couch, wiping the flour residue from the bread across my sweatpants as I approached her. She smiled, widening her legs to let me stand between them. “Oooo, hello daddy.”

A fake smile flashed across my face, quickly falling as I grabbed her neck. She immediately began to panic, trying to peel my fingers from her body as I only tightened my grip.

“H-Haze?—”

I leaned in close, whispering into her heavily pierced ear. “I’d watch your fucking mouth if I were you. You might fuck me, but I’m not your boyfriend. And you have no fucking right to speak about my sister in such a way.” Mary-Jane struggled, gasping as her eyes began to water. “Now, do the one thing your pretty little mouth is good for, and get on your fucking knees.” My hand aggressively released her neck as she coughed, gasping for air.

Mary-Jane eyed me as she slid from the counter and fell to her knees, pulled her head back, and began doing exactly as I asked. I pulled my aching dick from my sweats, grabbed a handful of her vibrant red hair, and shoved my dick into her hot mouth. Her nails dug into my lower back as she began to suck me off, gliding her tongue along my shaft and licking the tip. I closed my eyes, pretending it was Indi’s mouth.

“Oh yes,” I moaned. The idea of her pretty wet mouth being wrapped around my dick nearly sent me over. I grabbed Mary-Jane’s head and began to take control, shoving my dick deeper until it bounced off the back of her throat. “Take my dick,” I grunted, fucking her face harder and faster. “Take it!” Mary-Jane moaned with me, my dick unable to hold back or resist as I began to come hard into her throat, thinking of Indi. I could feel myself squirting down her esophagus as she began to gag. “Oh no, you swallow every last drop.” My pace slowed, my dick flexed inside her mouth as I continued to cum. “Swallow,” I growled. I could feel her throat contracting as she did so, ingesting every last drop of me, licking me clean. I eventually pulled away, panting.

“Someone really needed that,” she stated with a smile, rising as she wiped her mouth. I watched her, wondering if she had any idea that despite her pretty face and attractive body, she did nothing for me.

“What’re you doing here?” I asked, wiping my dick.

“I came to see you, silly.” Mary-Jane inched closer, stepping to her toes to kiss me. I turned my head away and rejected her. Her smile immediately fell. “Seriously? You can eat my ass, but I can’t kiss you after you fuck my face?” She rolled her eyes. “I will never understand you, Haze.”

“That might be for the better.” I sat down on the couch next to Kush, pulling the large green bong to my lap. Mary-Jane watched as I lit the bowl and inhaled, watching the smoke fill the neck.

“Can we not?” She huffed as I lifted the bowl and inhaled as deep as possible, letting the smoke fill my lungs. “Seriously? You need to get high right now?”

I tried to let the smoke settle before responding, coughing lightly. “Who said I wasn’t already high?”

“Jesus, Haze! Is this really what you want in life? To sit around, bake and… well… get baked?”

Is that really a question?

“I was really hoping we could go out tonight, like a real couple, and then maybe get some drinks and have some nice sex. Is that too much to ask for?” Even when upset, she was still pretty. But Indi was right all those years ago. Redheads weren’t my thing.

“Mary-Jane—” I coughed. “I already told you. I’m not your boyfriend. And I never will be. We can fuck around, butthis”—I motioned to myself—“is the best you’re going to get.”

“You know, if Indi asked you to go out with her tonight, you would.” I knew she was trying to hurt my feelings, but her jealousy of my sister only made me smile. And she wasn’t wrong.

“Too bad I already got plans.” I looked down and began to pet Kush, still sound asleep.

“Sitting around smoking with your high, fat cat isn't plans! Damn it, Haze, when will you ever grow up!” Mary-Janestomped around before pulling out her phone. “Well, if you don’t fucking take me out, someone else will!”

“Have fun!” I shouted as she groaned. Mary-Jane flipped me off and slammed the apartment door behind her in a huff. It made me laugh.

“Poor Mary-Jane.” I spoke to Kush. “If only she knew I don’t plan to sit around here all night. Even if you are great company, you old putters.” I looked at my phone, opening the maps to find where Indi was. “Nah. I got bigger plans for my evening.”

Indi and Carter were out at a nearby bar. I knew they’d be there for a few hours and eventually make their way to his place. As they always did. And I fully intended to be there when they arrived.

“See you soon, little sis.”

Carter and Indirolled up in his ridiculous sports car, his music blaring as he pulled past me. I could tell they weren’t getting along as I watched from the shadows, my face hidden behind a classic ghostface-like mask. The garage door closed as they got out, exchanging a light argument. I crept around the modern home, slithering past the fence, and entered the backyard. Carter was a classic nepo baby, which meant he drove the most overpriced cars and lived in a home way too big for him. But the bonus to his ridiculousness was that he had a huge yard and never used most of it, which meant I could sneak around and be hidden by the trees and foliage surrounding the home. It was perfect, and I had learned over time the best way to move without being seen. It had become my routine, followingthem back here. It started as me simply shadowing Indi to ensure he didn’t hurt her, but eventually it turned into me watching them, seeing them fuck, and being a little too turned on by it. Now, I would wait in the shadows and masturbate to them having sex, pretending it was me Indi was getting off to. My favorite place had become my usual spot just outside his bedroom window. It was perfect, allowing me to sit back in the shadows and watch without a single soul knowing I was there.

Indi walked into the bedroom, tossing her purse aside as her shoes were now in her hands. She seemed upset, shouting back towards the door. Carter quickly followed, his shirt partially unbuttoned exposing his ridiculous chain as he seemed to shout back. The two argued for a brief bit before Carter aggressively grabbed her by the neck. The motion made my body stiffen and blood boil. I began to walk closer, ready to break into this fucker’s home and beat him senseless. I watched closely as Indi stared at him, spitting words. He made a face and let her go, stopping me in my tracks.

You lucky bastard.

The two argued a bit more before Carter sat on his bed, his head falling to his hands. She hesitated, approaching him before kneeling on the ground, apologizing and hugging him. It was clear what was happening. Carter was doing his usual moves, making Indi feel bad for being herself and manipulating her into being the bad guy when, truthfully, it was him. It was always him.

Fucking Carter.

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