I told myself it was a one-time thing.
Just helping him out, nothing more. He was desperate, I was being a good friend—end of story. That’s what I kept repeating to myself the morning after, even though my hand still smelled faintly of Troy...
My name’s Tony. I’m twenty years old, and sometimes I think the mirror knows me better than I know myself.
I don’t mean in some poetic, deep way. I mean it literally. That thing stares back at me every night, watching the same ritual, ...
2025-10-12 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostI thought Troye was kidding.
He had to be, right? No way my best friend was actually serious about me… doing that for him. But the way he looked at me after he asked, the quiet desperation in his eyes—it stuck in my head the whole day.
I’ve always had good hands.
Like, really good.
It’s one of those things I’ve never bragged about out loud, but I’ve always known. My fingers are fast, precise, smooth. I can play guitar, piano, even a little bit of drums...
2025-10-10 22:00:05 +0000 UTC View PostRiver's POV
It’s been a month since that last night—the one where we left it all on the floor, sweat, cum, moans, every last drop of tension spilled between us. I don’t regret it. None of us do. It wasn’t love, not for all o...
2025-10-08 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostLeo's POV
I lean back against the couch in the dressing room, still sweating from the lights, the noise, the endless screaming of fans who ate up every little touch, every kiss, every look we gave each other on stage. My cock’s al...
2025-10-07 22:00:07 +0000 UTC View PostAsh’s POV
The roar of the stadium is deafening, but all I hear is River’s breath in my ear as he leans into me during the chorus. His hand brushes my hip, subtle enough to look accidental, hot enough to send a shiver through me....
2025-10-06 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostMicah’s POV
Rehearsals used to be fun. Now they feel like torture.
Every time I glance across the room, Ash and River are at it—“practicing” their fan service. They’re supposed to just work out the timing of a hug, m...
2025-10-05 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostMy chest was pounding as I stormed out of the restaurant. I didn’t even hear what Lila said when I left—I couldn’t. My mind was already spinning with one name. Elliot.
I pulled out my phone with shaking hands and dialed. He picked up o...
2025-10-04 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostRiver’s POV
Leo’s voice still rings in my head. “The new ship is Ash and River. That’s what the fans want now. That’s what we’ll give them.”
No, correction—that’s what he wants.
Ever sinc...
2025-10-03 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostI woke up sticky.
My sheets clung to my thighs, my boxers plastered to me with cum, and I knew immediately—I’d been dreaming about him again.
Elliot.
In the dream, I wasn’t just kissing him. I was on my knees, holding onto his...
2025-10-02 22:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostLeo’s POV
I’d had enough.
Enough of walking into rooms mid-orgasm. Enough of hearing whispers behind dressing room doors. Enough of watching this band fall apart under the weight of lust, secrets, and personal agendas.
... 2025-09-30 22:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostI don’t even know how it happened, but I finally asked Lila out.
The words just spilled out of my mouth during rehearsal, and for once I didn’t stutter or mess it up. She smiled, said yes, and suddenly the world felt brighter. My heart was ...
Micah POV
Ash hasn’t looked at me the same since that night.
We still do the kiss on stage.
The crowd still screams like we’re the second coming of queer pop.
But it’s different now.
He doesn’t linger.
<... 2025-09-28 22:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostBy Friday, I was running on fumes. Avoiding Elliot hadn’t made things easier—it only made me think about him more. And now, even Lila was noticing.
During rehearsal, she slid into the empty chair beside me, brushing her hair back with th...
2025-09-27 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostRiver POV
The silence in my room is deafening.
Just the hum of the AC and the muted thud of rain outside the hotel window. I’ve got my phone in hand—paused on yet another tagged fan video. They’ve edited Ash and Micah in...
2025-09-26 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe second I came down from that high, I told Elliot to leave.
“Get out,” I snapped, still shaking, cum cooling on my skin. “Just—go.”
He raised his hands in mock surrender, smirk fading into something unreadable. “Fine, ma...
2025-09-25 22:00:08 +0000 UTC View PostAsh POV
Jealousy’s a weird emotion. It doesn’t feel like anger. It feels like guilt wearing a tighter shirt.
And tonight, it’s suffocating me.
Watching River kiss Jett, the way his hips moved, how he melted into it...
2025-09-24 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostI swore to myself we weren’t going to do this anymore.
After what happened—after I literally came in my shorts from making out with my best friend—I wanted to dig a hole and disappear. It wasn’t just embarrassing, it was… confusing...
2025-09-22 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostLeo POV
I used to be the center.
When Afterhour first exploded, I was the one with the spotlight. The main voice. The cover boy. The fans screamed my name first. The label told me to act like a leader, and I did. Perfect smile...
2025-09-21 22:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostI told myself I was fine.
What happened last time with Elliot? Just acting. Method, or whatever. He was too good. That’s all. I mean, we were roleplaying for practice. It wasn’t supposed to be real. It wasn’t like I wanted it....
2025-09-20 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostAsh POV
Ever since that night in Chicago, kissing Micah on stage has become… a thing.
It started as a dare. A joke. A heat-of-the-moment tongue kiss with a crowd screaming loud enough to rattle my ribs. I thought that was it...
2025-09-19 22:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostIt started out like most things with Elliot did—like a joke that got out of hand.
We’ve been friends forever. Since third grade, I think. He was the loud one, the weirdo who wore a cape to school and made up imaginary languages. I was th...
2025-09-18 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostRiver POV
People say they want fame, but they don’t tell you how loud it gets.
I used to dream about being in a band like Afterhour. I’d watch guys like Leo and Micah on stage and think, God, what woul...
2025-09-17 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostI almost said it.
As we stood by the car, backpack zipped, gas tank full, I looked at Jules and tried to speak.
"A…"
He turned fast. “Don’t. Say it.”
I froze. “But—”
“We’ll never get girls this way,...
2025-09-15 22:00:04 +0000 UTC View PostWe were packing.
Jules had printed out the address. I was folding a hoodie I didn’t plan on wearing. The air felt too still. Like everything in the dorm was waiting to see if we’d really go through with it.
He zipped his backpack a...
2025-09-14 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View PostThe day after we fucked — after I came inside Jules, after he looked me in the eye and said he didn’t know who he was without this — everything was... off.
We didn’t talk much.
We still slept in the same bedsheets, our bodies s...
2025-09-13 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post“This has to stop,” I told him.
We were still shirtless. The air smelled like sweat and sex. The video had just finished playing again.
“I’m serious,” I said. “This file, these triggers, whatever the fuck it is—it’s mes...
2025-09-12 22:00:03 +0000 UTC View PostI didn’t remember falling asleep.
But the dream started the same way it always does.
That voice.
That calm, low, unbothered voice slipping into my head like silk between my thoughts.
“Subject 1. Subject 2. W...
2025-09-10 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post
I avoided him the entire day.
Skipped lunch at the usual spot. Took the long way around campus just to miss him between classes. And when I passed by our dorm and saw the door closed with the light on, I just… kept walking.
I didn’...
2025-09-09 22:00:02 +0000 UTC View Post