Chloe checks on Gavin

Chloe shut off the television and yawned. She had been watching some trash tv programme all by herself because everyone else had left her. Zack and Heather had left in Heather's car, Ashley, Kurt and Victoria had taken Zack’s car and the only one left in the cabin with her was Gavin, who had retreated to his room ten minutes after Victoria left. He had stomped straight through the living room without a word, in such a rush that Chloe didn’t even have time to ask what was wrong. All she saw was that his eyes were red. Her best guess was that he’d told Victoria what had happened while she was gone and she hadn’t taken it well.

Being alone had given her time to think. She’d cleared the dishwasher and filled it with the breakfast dishes, assuming Gavin was too upset to do it, and tidied up the cabin, and eventually watched some dumb reality TV show just to pass the time, but throughout it all she’d been thinking about Kurt, and what she wanted from this trip. In the beginning she’d been excited to find someone other than Zack who liked her, who made her feel good about herself. But there was still a whole lot that she didn’t know about Heather’s cousin. She’d hoped to find that out with him, but so far it had been a chore to even get him to talk to her again. Maybe something had scared him off, like realising he had feelings for her too…or maybe it was because he didn’t want to get attached that he was pulling away.

In the end though, they were just teenagers. It might be nice if she got a boyfriend out of this trip, but she wasn’t looking for a husband. Before coming to the cabin, she’d been nervous because she might have to wear a bikini, and last night she was involved in a strip party game and had a foursome with two other girls and Gavin. She was becoming confident and free in her own body, so whatever happened from here on out, she’d already gained more from this trip than she ever could have imagined. Her only goal now was to enjoy herself…and she definitely was not enjoying herself, sitting alone on this couch.

Standing up, she decided to check on Gavin. It had been a while since he’d gone into his room and while he may not want to talk about what happened, he might be receptive to some company. As she approached his bedroom, she heard a familiar breathless grunting and felt a strange sense that she’d done this before. Stepping closer, she saw that the door was ajar and peeked inside. Just as she expected, Gavin was inside watching porn on his phone and jerking off with a pair of panties around his cock. She remembered, she’d seen him doing this two nights ago, the night before he crawled into his bed and fucked him.

She wondered on some level whether she wanted it. At the time, she’d told herself that she was just horny and in the absence of Kurt’s cock, she’d used Gavin. But perhaps that had just been an excuse she told herself to keep from ruining another friendship. They say what you feed into your mind affects your actions, and the night before she fucked him she’d filled her own brain with images of this exact picture; Gavin sitting on the edge of his bed, cock in hand, watching porn and preparing to spray his load into the purple panties wrapped around his cock head. And maybe that was why she’d invited him into a threesome, or offered him her ass when the party had been practically over last night. She kept giving herself to him. Perhaps on some level, subconsciously, it was because she wanted him.

Chloe shook her head, her red hair bouncing along. She didn’t want him, she wanted his cock. There was a difference. Just standing there watching him stroke his dick had her body buzzing and she was tempted to stick her hand down her panties just as she had done that night too. But if the past few days had taught her anything, it was that self-discipline was needed, which was tough because whenever she got horny she felt the pull to let go and give herself over to her desires. But right now, she needed to be a good friend more than anything.

Knocking on the door, she pushed it open further, expecting Gavin to stop at the sound. Instead, he kept going, pumping at his cock, eyes locked on the screen in front of him.

“Gavin?” She called, stepping into his line of sight. “Gavin, it’s me, Chloe.”

He kept masturbating, his face like a stone, his mouth open slightly as he panted along with each stroke. His eyes were still red, and his cheeks flushed. She also noticed that the panties wrapped around his cock were thick and sodden, dripping with the several loads he’d already deposited in them.

“Gavin?” She tried again. “Can you stop that? It’s kind of strange to keep touching yourself while I’m trying to talk to you.”

He glanced at her, briefly, and then back to his video, his gaze looking so lost and so ashamed in that moment and Chloe felt utterly helpless to console him. But the one thing that was clear was that he wasn’t ready to talk yet. Let him get whatever guilt and self-loathing out of his system and then they could discuss what happened.

“That’s okay. I’m sorry to disturb you,” Chloe said softly, backing towards the door. “Don’t beat yourself up too much. Trust me, these things get better.”

She left him, closing the door tight behind her. That had been a surreal experience, but she could understand what was going on in his head. When Zack had cheated on her, she threw herself into fucking Kurt, and Heather, because at least it made her feel good. But she went too far with it, without keeping herself in check, and fucked Gavin, basically doing to another person what Ashley had done to her. It was rock bottom. Eventually, she came out the other side, after a few good talks with some people, and fucking Kurt again, but this time with feeling. It made her happy in a pure sense that wasn’t just about masking some other darkness in her soul. The real question was then, she supposed, whether this was Gavin unleashing himself, or was this rock bottom for him?

As she pondered this and walked back into the living room, her phone buzzed in her pocket. She slid the phone out and saw that she was being called by an unknown number. Usually she might have ignored a number she didn’t recognise, but it had been such a strange day, full of arrests and broken hearts that it felt important to answer the call. Swiping at the green ‘answer’ button on her phone, she brought the speaker up to her ear, and said, “Hello?”

“Hi, Chloe?” Came the familiar voice of Hannah Woodsen. “I got your number from Ashley’s phone last night. I hope you don’t mind.”

“No, I guess that’s okay,” She replied, plonking herself down onto the couch. “Did you need something?”

She wondered if the older Woodsen had realised she left behind her panties, thinking about the purple underwear wrapped around Gavin’s cock. Chloe hoped that Hannah didn’t want those back.

“Nothing, really,” Hannah said, a hesitancy in her tone. “I was just wondering if you wanted to meet somewhere. I only had a half day today.”

“Oh…” Chloe pondered, looking around the empty cabin. “I don’t have a car.”

“That’s alright, I can come pick you up,” she offered, sounding very serious, which was odd to Chloe, after hearing her being so playful and teasing throughout the entire game of ‘Never Have I Ever’.

Again, Chloe looked around the cabin. Everyone else had gone off to have adventures. If Hannah Woodsen wanted to take her out somewhere, then that sounded like a perfect opportunity to have some fun of her own. On the other hand, Hannah was a wild card, so who knows where she might end up. And then there was the matter of Gavin, and whether it was wise to leave him alone at this dark time…