Remembering how it all started.

After Madeline had left, Jason sat down on the bed and closed his eyes, relishing the comfortable surroundings.

He couldn't believe this was his life now.

He'd gone from being a lonely orphan to living in a luxurious Academy full of beautiful women.

It was almost too good to be true.

He took a deep breath, the faint scent of Madeline still lingering in the air.

He could smell her shampoo, her perfume, and her skin.

It was intoxicating.

Jason smiled to himself.

He'd come a long way, and he couldn't wait to see what else was in store for him.

As he checked the phone, it vibrated in his hand and lit up with a message.

He checked the notification, and a grin appeared on his face.

It was Sienna.

She left him a message attached with a pic of her standing in front of a mirror, wearing only a bath towel wrapped around her body, and a sexy smile on her face.

She wrote.

" I'm just getting ready to shower, but I wanted to let you know I'll be thinking of you while I'm in there. 😘"

Jason smirked.

He knew she would be thinking about him.

After all, he'd imprinted himself so deeply into her mind that she would never be able to forget him.

He would always be a part of her, and she would always belong to him.

Thinking of her in the shower made his cock harden, and he couldn't help but imagine her naked and wet, her body slick with soap and water.

He could almost see her fingers roaming over her body, exploring every inch of her perfect curves, her nipples hardening and her pussy growing wet.

Jason's cock twitched, and he couldn't resist the urge to take it out and stroke it, his mind filled with thoughts of Sienna and her sexy body.

He imagined her fingers slipping between her legs, stroking her clit as the warm water ran over her body, and he pictured her moaning his name as she came, her body trembling with pleasure.

It didn't take long for him to reach his climax, and he came with a groan, his cum spurting out onto his hand.

He panted, trying to catch his breath, his cock still rock hard.

He smiled to himself.

He'd just cum from jerking off, but he still felt amazing.

And he knew that Sienna would be feeling the same way.

She was probably in the shower right now, her body shaking as she came, her mind filled with thoughts of him.

And he was right.

Sienna's body trembled, her mind filled with thoughts of Jason as she came.

Her fingers moved frantically between her legs, her clit throbbing as she imagined him touching her, kissing her, fucking her.

She moaned his name, her body shuddering with pleasure as she orgasmed, her mind filled with images of him.

Jason smirked as he looked at the pic Sienna sent him.

God, he couldn't wait to fuck her again.

She was just too sexy and hot for her own good.

And if wasn't for her he would have never known about the existence of such a wonderful place as this Academy.

As Jason lay in bed and closed his eyes, he couldn't help but think back to how all of this had started.

How he'd met Sienna.

How he'd gotten the power.

( Two months ago)

Jason was panting with exhaustion as he looked around his surroundings.

He was standing in the middle of an abandoned parking lot, the air filled with dust and debris.

The building in front of him was in ruins, the windows shattered and the walls crumbling.

It was a grim sight, but right now his entire focus was on his three opponents.

The three men stood in front of him, their bodies tense and their eyes filled with rage.

They were all wearing hoodies, their faces obscured by shadows.

But he knew who they were.

He'd seen their faces before.

They'd been following him for days now, stalking him, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

And now they'd finally had their chance.

They'd ambushed him in this abandoned parking lot, trying to catch him off-guard.

But it didn't go as they hoped.

They had no idea what they were up against.

Like a scene straight out of a superhero movie, Jason had dodged, blocked and even counter-attacked every single one of their strikes and blows.

And now they were in a standoff, neither side wanting to back down.

But unlike the superheroes in the movies, Jason didn't have any special powers or so he thought.

If he did he would have avoided these attacks from the get-go.

Now that he was in the heat of the battle, the adrenaline pumping through his veins and his instincts taking over, Jason had made a crucial mistake.

He forgot how exhausting and draining fighting could be, even if you were a natural-born fighter.

As the two minutes of total one-side beatdown he was giving his attackers went on, he began to feel himself tiring, his body growing weaker with every passing second.

He tried to catch his breath, to steady himself, but it was no use.

He was losing strength, and he knew that if he didn't do something soon, he would be in serious trouble.

He glanced at the three men in front of him, seeing the hatred and fury in their eyes.

He didn't know why they were after him, but it was clear that they meant business.

And if they got the chance, they would kill him.

Jason took a deep breath, his mind racing.

He had to make a decision.

He had to decide whether to stand and fight or to run and try to escape.

It was a tough choice, but he knew what he had to do.

He had to run.

But turns out some damn fate seemed to want him dead, as his opponents immediately charged towards him, their fists clenched and their eyes filled with rage.

It was as if they had sensed his weakness, his exhaustion.

And now they were going to take advantage of it.

Jason gritted his teeth, his heart pounding in his chest.

He had no choice.

He had to fight.

With a roar, he lunged forward, throwing a punch at the closest attacker.

He wished that the guy was sloppy in blocking his attacks and turned out he was.

With a crunch, his fist connected with the man's nose, blood flying everywhere.

The man staggered back, clutching his broken nose.

" Fuck!" he shouted, his voice muffled by the hand covering his face.

That punch from Jason hurt, Oh boy, did it ever.

" You son of a bitch! " the man growled, his eyes flashing with anger.

He charged forward, his fists raised.

Jason saw the incoming attack and tried to dodge it, hoping the guy would miss him.

And he did.

But instead of the punch hitting empty air, it hit another one of his attackers, who tried to attack Jason from the other side.

" What the hell? " the man yelled, stumbling back and clutching his head.

The punch had caught him off-guard, and it had hurt.

" I wasn't... " 

Before the man could protest, Jason took the opportunity and struck back, hitting him hard in the jaw.

The man collapsed to the ground, blood trickling from his mouth.

He lay there, unconscious.

Two down, one to go.

Jason turned to face the third man, seeing the fear and uncertainty in his eyes.

It was clear that he hadn't been expecting this.

He thought he would easily have the upper hand against a one-on-one fight, but now it looked like he was in over his head.

The man glanced at his two fallen friends, and then back at Jason.

He was hesitating, trying to decide what to do.

Jason didn't give him the chance to think about it.

He lunged forward, throwing a punch at the man's face.

The man barely managed to block it, and he stumbled back, trying to regain his balance.

But Jason was relentless.

He attacked again and again, not giving the man a chance to recover.

Soon, the man's arms were covered in bruises, and he was breathing heavily, his eyes filled with fear and desperation.

" Please, " he gasped, his voice pleading.

" I'm sorry. Just...just let me go. "

Jason didn't listen.

He didn't care about apologies.

He just wanted to make the man pay for what he'd done.

He threw another punch, his fist connecting with the man's stomach.

The man doubled over in pain, gasping for air.

He fell to the ground, clutching his stomach and writhing in agony.

Jason stood over him, his eyes blazing with fury.

" You shouldn't have messed with me, " he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

He raised his foot and brought it down hard on the man's face.

There was a sickening crunch as his nose broke, blood gushing from his nostrils.

The man screamed, his eyes rolling back in his head.

Jason didn't stop.

He kept kicking, again and again, his boot connecting with the man's ribs, his stomach, and his face.

The man's screams echoed through the parking lot, but no one came to help him.

Jason's rage was all-consuming, and he couldn't stop himself.

He kept beating the man, again and again, until finally he collapsed, unconscious.

Then he looked at the one with the broken nose.

The guy was trying to crawl away, but he was too weak.

Jason stalked over to him, his fists clenched.

The man looked up, his eyes filled with terror.

" No, please... " he begged, his voice barely above a whisper.

Jason ignored him.

He reached down and grabbed the man by the hair, lifting him up and slamming him against the ground.

The man cried out in pain, his body writhing in agony.

" Tell me why you're after me, " Jason snarled.

The man was in too much pain to answer, so Jason slammed his face against the ground again, the sound of the impact echoing through the parking lot.

" Answer me! " Jason roared.

The man whimpered, his face covered in blood.

" P-Please...I'll tell you anything...Just...just stop. "

Jason grinned.

" That's better, " he said, his voice low and menacing.

" Now, start talking. "

The man trembled, tears streaming down his face.

" It was...him, " he stammered, pointing at the third man, who was still unconscious.

" He told us about you, he brought us to beat you up. "

" Why? " Jason demanded.

The man shook his head, his voice quivering.

" He said you slept with his girl, that you took her away from him. "

Jason froze, his heart racing.

It couldn't be...

" Who? " Jason asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

" Who is his girl? "

The man's lips quivered, but he remained silent.

Jason tightened his grip on the man's hair, his eyes flashing with anger.

" Answer me! " he roared.

" Who is his girl?! "

The man whimpered, his body trembling with fear.

" Amber! " he gasped.

" Her name is Amber! "

Amber.

Since when was she this guy's girlfriend?

Jason shook his head, his mind reeling.

" You got the wrong guy, fool, " he growled, his voice low and dangerous.

He was lying, of course, but he didn't care.

" You came after the wrong guy, " he repeated, his eyes blazing with fury.

The man trembled, tears streaming down his face.

" I'm sorry! " he begged.

" I'm sorry! Please, just...just let me go! I won't tell anyone! "

Jason tightened his grip on the man's hair. 

" If I ever see you again, I will make sure I will never have to see you again, PERMANENTLY. "

The man whimpered, his eyes filled with terror.

Jason threw him to the ground and walked away.

He could hear the man sobbing as he left.

But he didn't care.

His thoughts were focused on one thing.

Amber.

She was a beautiful college freshman, he met at a bar.

 He remembered how he bumped into her and after a quick apology, for some reason, this beautiful golden-haired woman was extremely flirty and interested in him.

 He was very surprised as this never happened to him before, especially with a beautiful girl like her.

 He remembered how he gave her his number and after they talked for a while and in a minute, she was basically giving him the, "Take Me I am yours" look.

 It was like she was under some sort of spell.

 Jason had never had a girl come onto him so strongly before, and he was definitely intrigued.

 That day, she took him back to her apartment and started stripping out of her clothes.

She was like a model, perfect body, and big round breasts, the kind that drove guys wild.

And her ass...it was like two perfect globes, just waiting to be squeezed and spanked.

She was indeed a perfect ten, and Jason couldn't believe his luck.

She was also a virgin.

He remembered how she said, "I've never done this before."

But she was so eager to please, and Jason had no problem helping her learn.

He taught her how to suck cock like a pro, how to give a good blow job, how to take it all the way down her throat, and how to swallow every last drop of cum.

He showed her how to play with her pussy, how to finger herself, and how to make herself cum.

And he showed her how to fuck.

He fucked her in every position imaginable, making her scream in pleasure as he pounded her tight little pussy.

She loved it.

She came again and again, her body shaking with orgasm after orgasm.

It was the best night of her life, and she couldn't get enough of him.

She wanted him to fuck her all night long, and Jason was happy to oblige.

He made her come over and over again until finally, she passed out from the pleasure.

He left her sleeping in her bed, with a smile on her face.

But that was not the end.

The next day Jason found a text from her saying, "I can't stop thinking about you.

I want to see you again.

Can we meet tonight?

Please."

Jason was surprised.

He had thought that it would just be a one-night stand, but it seemed like Amber had other ideas.

He texted her back, "Sure, I'd love to see you again.

Where should we meet?"

She replied, "My place."

And so they met again, and again, and again.

Every time they met, they had sex.

Jason showed her more and more sexual positions and techniques, and she was a quick learner.

She was like a sponge, soaking up everything he taught her, and she loved every second of it.

She became addicted to his cock, and she couldn't get enough of it.

He fucked her in every place imaginable, including her room, her car, his car, the bathroom, the kitchen, the living room, and even in the park.

He had her on her hands and knees, bent over the couch, and riding him on the bed.

She couldn't get enough.

And Jason couldn't get enough of her.

Her tight little pussy, her big round breasts, and her perfect ass were like a drug to him.

She even went so far as to bring some of her hot friends to join in the fun.

He fucked them all, making them come again and again, until they couldn't take any more and just like Amber they too became addicted to him.

They couldn't get enough of him, and they did whatever he wanted.

They sucked his cock, they rode his cock, they bent over for him, they licked his balls, they let him fuck their asses, they let him cum on their faces, and they swallowed his cum.

It was a never-ending orgy of sex and pleasure, and Jason loved every minute of it.

But he never knew how he became so irresistible to them, or why they became so obsessed with him.

It was a mystery to him, and he never thought he would find out.

But It was not like he was complaining, after all, he was getting laid non-stop with a group of girls that every guy can only dream of.

But then this happened.

And Jason didn't know what to think.

He couldn't believe that he had been set up, that he'd been the target of a jealous boyfriend's revenge.

It was insane.

" Maybe I need to lay low for a while. "

The thought went through his mind as he walked away from the parking lot.

" Maybe I should just stay away from Amber and her friends. "

It was a logical decision.

After all, it seemed like he had somehow gotten into trouble just by being around her, and it was probably better for everyone if he just avoided her and her friends altogether for a while.

But a part of him didn't want to.

A part of him wanted to see Amber again, to feel her body against his, to hear her moan his name in ecstasy.

Jason shook his head, trying to clear his thoughts.

It was a bad idea.

He knew it was a bad idea.

And yet he couldn't stop himself from wanting it.

He looked down at his phone and saw another message from Amber.

It was a picture of her naked in the shower, her body wet and glistening in the water, her nipples hard and her pussy glistening with desire.

Jason swallowed hard, his cock already starting to get hard.

" I want you, " she wrote.

" I need you. Please, come to my place."

Jason hesitated, his mind racing.

He knew it was a bad idea.

He knew he should just delete the message and walk away.

Ahh Fuck it, why the hell not?

" I'm on my way, " Jason replied.

And so he went.

He went to Amber's apartment, and she was waiting for him.

She was wearing nothing but a silk bathrobe, her hair still wet from the shower.

Her eyes were filled with desire, and she couldn't wait to have him inside her.

And just like any other day, they spent the night fucking like rabbits.

She took his cock deep inside her pussy, riding him hard and fast until they both came, their bodies trembling with pleasure.

Then they switched positions, and he fucked her from behind, her ass bouncing up and down on his cock as he pounded her tight little pussy.

She begged him to fuck her harder, to make her scream, and he did.

He fucked her until she couldn't take anymore, and then he pulled out and came all over her perfect ass.

She loved it.

She loved every minute of it.

And she couldn't get enough of him.

They spent the whole night fucking, and when morning came, she begged him to stay, offering to make him breakfast and promising to blow him under the table if he did.

He was sore from the night of passion, but he couldn't resist her charms.

He stayed for breakfast, and she blew him under the table just like she promised.

She sucked his cock like a pro, taking it deep down her throat and swallowing every last drop of his cum.

After that, he decided to go.

He told her he had to go to work, and she pouted, but let him go.

Although not before giving him one last passionate blowjob, right in front of the door.

He enjoyed the feeling of her lips around his cock, her tongue swirling around the head as she looked up at him, her eyes filled with love.

She sucked his cock as if her life depended on it, and he came hard, his cum shooting down her throat as she swallowed every last drop.

She looked so amazing, and he knew he could never forget that scene.

As he walked away from her apartment, He remembered how he completely forgot to ask her about her boyfriend.

Well, I'll just ask her next time.

I'm sure she will tell me everything I need to know.

And so he went home and went to sleep.