Gavin says all the wrong things to Hannah

Oh shit! He'd jammed the door shut but hadn't put a sock up, or left Chloe any sign he was in here!

“Just a second!” He snapped the laptop shut, pelted for the door, and promptly ate dirt. He knew he should've stripped those shorts all the way.

Well, maybe not. The first thing he saw (besides his own slippery, waggling dick) was a very flushed Hannah and Zack watching him from under the bed. “...Hey guys,” he gulped.

“Don't even start,” Hannah snapped, climbing out from under the bed. The red in her cheeks didn't look so much rosy as fiery.

“Wait, wait!” Gavin scrambled to his feet, trying to tug his shorts over his bouncing hard-on. Hannah almost smiled at his antics, but he didn't see it. “I wasn't trying to spy, I swear! I only plugged in Magnamech,” he pointed at the little robot beside his laptop, “so he could watch over my stuff! In case someone tries to rob me!”

“You really think your friends would rob you?”

“Hey, I've never met Kurt before, but everyone says he's pretty shady. Electronics like this don't come cheap! Besides, Zack saw me set him up when we first...”

Hannah spun on her foot to see Zack waving down Gavin with both arms.

“Is that true, Zachary?”

“I swear to God, Hannah, it's not my fault! I forgot about Magnamech!”

“A mistake you won't make twice, earthling,” Gavin whispered darkly. Zack snorted a laugh despite himself. Hannah had no idea what was happening anymore. “Come on, it's from an old TV show! You don't recognize it? No ideas?”

...She had an idea alright. You boys like playing with each other so much, huh?

Hannah slunk up to Gavin, hips swaying, a soft smile on her lips. She looked scarier now than she did when she was shouting. Gavin wasn't sure whether he liked it or really liked it.

“Forget about it. What's done is done. Anyway, I'm sorry if we interrupted you...?” She rubbed her palm over his cap, still poking out from the top of his shorts. “Maybe we can help...?” He dropped the shorts to show her just how much he liked that plan. Zack's jaw hung loose, shocked by the scene but turned on all the same. She laughed and slipped back onto the bed, legs spread, a man might think, thoughtlessly.

“Here's the thing, boys,” she whispered. They stepped closer, fixated on her ruby folds. **** of their hips brushing. “Zachary here has put me through the ringer, and I was getting it good before that. I need a minute to work myself up.” She patted the bed on either side of her. “But, I have an idea.”

They beamed as they took their seats.

"Keep practicing, that'll be a neat trick for your wedding night."

Hannah replayed the video from the beginning. Her dainty hands took their pricks, caressed them to full strength, and, Gavin couldn't help but notice, unsheathed Zack from his spent condom.