Comforting At Its Best

Brandon's head glances up at Victoria who has a slight grin on her face as she swirls the half empty bottle of wine in little circles causing the red liquid inside to splash around, "Thanks." his voice sounds defeated as he reaches up and grips the bottle before throwing it back and taking a hefty gulp of it. He eventually sets it back down on the wooden floor before exhaling hard and deep, "Damnit Vicky, I really fucked up..." he groans out before his head falls into his hands again, "Really fucked up this time..."

"W-Well... I-I don't... You're only... I..." the usually intelligent blonde is now completely dumbfounded. She still wants to do her best though, so with the right side of her body, she leans into Brandon, all the while her right arm is around his back, doing what she can to comfort the boy, "It's not all bad. It's Ash, she'll cool off, you two will be fine."

"How do you fucking know that. I really fucked up! And it's all my fucking fault..." Brandon groans out, "S-Shit, sorry Vic. I'm sorry for cursing at you, I"m sorry... uhhhh!" he moans out again as his right hand punches the wood.

"Well, it's just as much my fault as it is yours." Victoria tries her best, "I don't know what got into me... the view... the ****... Chloe having fun with Kurt..." she shakes her head back and forth, slightly upset at herself for falling to her bodies desires, "I should have stayed away from you... I don't know why I sat between your legs and truthfully if it wasn't for me basically forcing myself on you..."

"Vicky..." Brandon's hand is suddenly on her leg, right above her knee, "It's not your fault... I could have stood up and walked away. I could have told you no. I could have kept my fucking dick in my pants. You did nothing wrong."

"Bran..." she replies, "I **** your trunks down, I sucked your cock, I swallowed your cum." she says, "If anything, the fault is at least partially mine."

As upset as Brandon was and as angry he was about himself, there was something about Victoria saying the words sucked your cock and swallowed your cum that actually made a little extra blood flow to his member. He tried to push those thoughts out as it wasn't the time for such feelings but still, he knew Victoria was an extremely attractive woman and to hear her normally timid self say such crude words was quite alluring. "Whatever... Don't worry about it, Vic..." he adverts his focus back to the conversation at hand.

"No..." Victoria whispers out as she leans her head to the side, resting it on his shoulder, "It's my fault as much as it is yours and I feel extremely bad for what I did..." she whispers out into the boy as she continues to comfort and caress his back.

"Thanks Vic..." Brandon's head lifts up as his arm now snakes around Victoria's back, hugging in her close from the side as the two of them sit there on the wooden platform softly rubbing each others backs.

The couple sit up in that tower for a few minutes saying no words and listening to nothing but the soft breeze, the chirping of birds and what appears to be maybe two animals having intercourse off in the distance. Thoughts were spinning around in the star football player's head as images of his girlfriend shot through his visions. Sadness was coursing through his body as he was feeling terrible for what he did and he wasn't sure if he could ever make it up to his girlfriend, if he could still call her that.

Feeling the soft graze of Vicky's warm touch on his arm made those terrible thoughts turned towards the girl at his side, the best friend of his girlfriend, Victoria Walker. He felt at ease with her by his side and the way her hand was rubbing his back and around to his shoulder and arm, his anger and sadness was washing away as relief and comfort came pouring in. It wasn't long before his mind slowly starting to steer away from his girlfriend and more towards her best friend.

Visions of Victoria Walker on her knees between his legs went through his head again and he couldn't help but remember the look of her blonde hair pulled behind her shoulders as she devoured his cock. The image of his cock deep inside Vicky's mouth was now fully washing over every other memory in his head and at the moment, he wasn't even thinking about Ashley anymore. "God damnit..." he accidentally says out loud.

"What's wrong...?" Vicky's soft words ease his frustrations.

Eventually Brandon takes a deep breath and begins to softly speak again, "H-Hey Vic... can, can I tell you something?" he asks.

Victoria lifts her head from Brandon's shoulder and connects with his gaze, "Of course, anything." she casts a friendly, supportive smile.

"Well..." his right hand scratches the side of his head as he stalls for time, "What if... No... Vicky, I did want it." his eyes stare longingly into the green ones of Vicky, "At PDP, when Chloe was going down on Kurt and you were kneeling before me..." he swallows and clenches his eyes for a moment before opening them back up, "The only thing in my mind was gripping the side of your head and bringing your mouth down to my cock." he watches Vicky's mouth slightly part open, "It's why I was gripping down on the bench so hard...I was trying to **** myself not to. So when... So when you took initiative I just let it happen."

"Brandon..." Victoria moves her body away from his own while she turns herself around completely to face him.

"Listen..." he interrupts her, "What if... I mean, I love Ashley, I do, at least I think I do... but..." he licks his lips as he stares at the blonde before him, "What if she's not the right girl for me..." his deep brown eyes lock into her green ones, "What if there's another girl..."

"Brandon, don't..." Victoria whispers out, "I'm not..."

"Vic." he leans forward, "You wouldn't have done what you did if you didn't have some type of feeling for me..." his right hand reaches up as his thumb softly robs the side of Victoria's cheek.

Her body flinches slightly from the touch. Truthfully, she didn't have those deep, emotion filled feelings for the boy as it was all her lust filled body that took full control at Panty-Drop Point. He was a good looking guy, very popular in high school, has a nice cock and the two of them have always gotten along with one another for the longest time but he was already hurting, he was already in pain and she didn't want to add even more despair and anguish to the boy so she couldn't tell him she doens't have feelings for him and that she was only using his cock to squelch her need at the time.

"What if you and I..." Brandon brings his body even closer, "Victoria, maybe we should..." he licks his lips again, closes his eyes and begins to lean his body forward.

With his lips puckered up and moving towards her, Victoria clenches her eyes shut because she knew she couldn't do this. She liked Brandon as a friend and yes, he had a good dick and his cum tasted fine but... "Ashley fucked someone else." she blurts out causing Brandon to stop in his tracks, mere inches from her face.

His body stops and his eyes open, an eyebrow gets raised as he looks at the blonde, "W-What?" he asks with a dazed and confused expression covering his face.

"Ashley had sex with someone else here." she says quickly, "I won't say who, you'll have to get that information from her, but I can't lie to you anymore, Brandon. I'm sorry."

"She... She had... What?" the football player is shaking his head back and forth, "What are you... what? No... no way, you're lying."

"Brandon, I'm sorry..." her voice sounds so sincere and the look on her face tells him the truth.

The boy only swallows hard before his right hand once more balls up into a fist and punches the wooden platform below so hard it even causes Victoria to flinch, "Fuck!" he growls out, "She fucks somebody in this cabin and she's the one giving me a hard time?!" his voice is rising with anger, "Are you serious?! Are you fucking serious!!!" he punches the ground again. "Fuck this, where the fuck did she scamper off to!" he's immediately moving to the ladder of the structure to make his way down.

Victoria stays seated, watching Brandon descent down the structure. Her head is shaking back and forth, feeling slightly bad for letting the cat out of the bag but knowing it was for the best. With a deep breath she looks back at the quarter full bottle of wine and stares at the red liquid inside. She reaches forward, grips the bottle, "Ahh, shit...." she says to herself before she throws the bottle back, sucking down gulp after gulp until there's nothing left.