Go with Sean

I couldn’t stay here. Not with Kaylee like this. Not with the images fresh in my mind. I needed to go home. I hated that Sean was the one offering, but it was either that or staying here until Kaylee… recovered.

“Sure,” I said, quickly packing up. Tossing my bag over my shoulder, I followed him to the door. Pausing, I risked a look over my shoulder. Cum ran down the back of her leg as she laid on her side. My first time seeing the woman I cared about naked, and it was marred by the mark of another man.

“Let’s go,” I said, following him out. Together, we went downstairs in silence.

“Bye, Mr. Webb,” Sean called out as we reached the bottom. Kaylee’s father appeared from the kitchen.

“Leaving so soon?”

“Yeah. Kaylee was just looking for a quick fuck and I need to get some homework done.”

Kaylee’s father looked at me. “That your name I heard?” I felt my cheeks flush. Sean was right. Kaylee was loud.

Before I could answer, Sean stepped in. “Ah, yeah. We uh… Had an audience this time.”

Her father gave me a look I could only take as disappointment. “I see. Well, thanks for coming over Sean.”

“Anytime, Mr. Webb.” Opening the door, he quickly stepped outside.

“Scott?” I paused at the door, looking back. “Lisa is going to be back this weekend and we were planning on going out. Would you be interested in coming with us?”

I smiled. “Thanks for the invite, but I wouldn’t want to intrude.”

“Bah,” he said with a wave of his hand. “You’re practically family already, and I know Kaylee would enjoy it.”

My smile widened. “I’ll uh… I’ll think about it.”

“Great! Take care, Scott.”

Exiting, the door closed behind me. Gazing down the walkway, Sean was already at his truck. I rushed down to catch up. Climbing inside, I clicked my seatbelt on while Sean started the truck. The engine made a low, gurgling growl as he slid it into gear.

I stared out the window as the massive houses flashed past. My thoughts were a mess. I still didn’t know what I was supposed to feel. Aroused? Excited? Wanted? Why had Kaylee called my name there? Why had she just stared at me? Why the hell did she want me to watch in the first place? Because I was there? The convenient body to spice up already phenomenal sex?

We had just left the neighborhood when Sean broke the silence. “You’re a lucky guy.”

“Huh?” I asked, turning away from the window.

“You. You’re a lucky guy.”

I frowned. “I don’t see it that way.”

He laughed. “Come on man. Your girlfriend is Kaylee Webb. She is like, top ten in the school and on most guys hottest girls list.”

“We’re not actually—”

“Not to mention she’s easily top three best fucks in school. Seriously. There is just something about her that… Well… You know how it is,” he said, elbowing my arm as he grinned.

“I—”

“I’ve known a lot of guys who become possessive assholes when they ‘settle down’ with a hot girl. Think they are better than the rest of us and have some God-ordained claim on their girlfriend. I just want to let you know that I really appreciate being cool with everything between me and her.” He chuckled. “We’ve been fucking like rabbits these past two weeks, and I know how frustrating it can be when the girl you like is crushing on another guy. Just want to let you know there’s nothing like that between us. It’s just sex, and I have no intention of it being anything more than that.”

I stared at him, wondering if he was going to interrupt me again. Sadly, the moment of correcting him had passed. Now it would just be awkward.

“Uh… it’s fine?”

“Awesome,” he said, flashing me a grin. “You know, I’ve never actually talked with a guy who’s been in a relationship before. A lot of my friends who say they’re in one are really just the ‘staple’ guy, ya’ know?”

“The what?”

He cocked his head to the side. “Staple guy? The meat and potatoes guy? The guy she goes to when she just needs a good fuck and doesn’t care by who. I guess you could say he’s their main pick, but only if there isn’t anyone more interesting available. I’ve heard them being called the fall-back guy too, or maybe backup guy. All the same.”

“Ah.” I kinda understood what he was saying.

“I really envy you. To be honest, you are not the type of guy I expected Kaylee to be into but…” He shrugged. “I’ve seen stranger couples.” He glanced over at me. “You watch other guys fuck her often?”

God, why did I agree to this? I found myself wondering how much it would hurt throwing myself out of the moving truck.

“Um…”

“Because that was the easiest I’ve ever gotten her to cum. I mean, bam-bam! One right after the other!”

I was going to be sick.

“You’re not upset she was saying my name instead of yours?”

“Nah. Plenty of girls call out other guys’ names in the heat of the moment. Easy way of figuring out which guys they really like.” He cocked his head. “Haven’t you noticed?”

“I mean, sure. Kinda… uh… weird… to me at least.”

Sean shrugged. “Everyone’s different I guess. Me? I’d never want to watch my girlfriend fuck another guy. I mean, I know she’s going to be sleeping with other guys. That’s fine. But watching it happen? Ugh. No thanks.”

I looked out the window, seeing my reflection in the glass. Kill… me…

Fortunately, we’d arrived at my house. I practically leaped from the truck.

“Hey Scott, have a great night!”

I waved and thanked him for the ride. As I walked up the path to the door, fishing my keys out at the same time, I paused and looked over my shoulder. Sean was already backing out, engine rumbling as exhaust poured from the tailpipe.

How did he know where I lived? Shaking my head, I went inside.

“I’m home,” I called out as I closed the door behind me.

“In the kitchen!” Mom called out. Shuffling down the hall, I found my parents and sister eating.

“Late dinner?” I asked, looking at Dad.

He shrugged. “Your mother had a meeting that ran late.”

“Where were you?” Mom asked, cutting at her chicken breast with poised grace.

“Probably chasing after Kaylee,” Paige said, glaring at me. “Though I hear a rumor she’s not the only one you have eyes for.”

I frowned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Don’t play dumb with me. I know—”

“Paige, not at the table,” Dad said. He smiled at me. “Sit. I’ll grab a plate for you.”

“We ate before stopping at her house. I needed to look over her physics packet.”

“You mean you needed to copy it.” There was a dark warning in Mom’s voice as she looked my way.

I held up my hand, pressing the other against my heart. “Scouts honor, I didn’t copy a single problem. Just checking my answers.”

“Right.” She didn’t believe me. Fortunately, she was in a good mood and looked like she was going to let me off easy.

“How’d you get home? That didn’t sound like Kaylee’s car considering I could hear it coming a block away.”

“Uh… Sean dropped me off.”

“Sean? Sean was here?” Paige asked, perking up. Now I saw how he knew where I lived. Wonderful. Now I had that image to live with. She ran a hand through her hair. “Did he ask about me?”

“No.” She pouted turning around in her chair. “Anyways… Going upstairs to finish homework.”

Turning away, I made it a few steps before I heard my father speak. “You okay, son?”

Freezing, I turned around with a pasted smile on my face. “Yeah. Why wouldn’t I be?”

“You look pale,” Mom said, getting out of her seat. “You getting sick?” Her hand pressed against my forehead. “You feel fine…”

“I’m fine. Really. Just stressing out over homework.”

Mom planted a kiss on my forehead before stepping back. “Take care of yourself. Don’t stay up late so you can get some rest.”

“I will,” I said, backing away.

Rushing upstairs, I retreated into my room before they could interrogate me anymore. Tossing my bag over towards my desk, I flopped back into bed. Closing my eyes, I was immediately assaulted with thoughts of Kaylee. Images of her were burned forever into my brain. Her smooth skin. The pink of her erect nipples. The swell of her breasts.

My hand reached for my erection.

I hated masturbating to Kaylee. It felt wrong, like I was using her. Most of the time, I **** myself to look at porn but it was always a struggle to get off that way. There were plenty of beautiful women to choose from, but none of them ever scratched the itch inside me. This was completely different. It was like my body was on fire. Not bothering to take my pants off, I just unzipped and pulled it out from my underwear. I replayed it over and over in my mind. The way her lips looked as she called my name. My name.

The mental image shifted. No longer was I the one watching. It was me who was thrusting against her. She was loving it, moaning my name as we brought each other close and closer to the edge.

At the last moment, I was back in my seat, watching as Sean came inside her. Opening my eyes, I just managed to get the tissue in place as I erupted inside it.

“Fuck,” I groaned.

“You always whack off after hanging out with Kaylee?”

Paige’s voice caused me to jerk, sending a tiny stream of jizz into the air as my hand slipped.

“What the fuck, Paige?” I gasped, struggling to shove my cock back into my pants. My sister leaned against the door frame, nonplussed by the sight. “Do you knock?”

“I did. You didn’t answer. Guess you were too deep in fantasy land to hear me.” Folding her arms over her chest, she tipped her head in thought. “You know, I always thought you didn’t play around with girls because you had a small dick.” She smiled. The sweetness in it could cause teeth rot, which was about what you’d expect from the little demon. “You know, I bet Kaylee would fuck you if she knew what you were packing. She likes those kinds. Not too big. Not too small. Just right. I could spread some rumors around—”

“What the fuck do you want Paige?” I really wanted to get off the conversation about my dick size with my sister.

“Just trying to help my poor, lost brother lose his virginity and be a productive member of society like a normal boy. Then again, I heard you’d already traded in your V-card.”

I think my heart skipped a beat. “Who told you that?”

“I wonder.”

“Seriously, Paige.”

“Who do you think? Zoe asked Faith if she fucked you. No idea why considering you’ll all about that monogamy shit Dad preaches. To my surprise, Faith comes out and admits she has.”

God damn Zoe. What the hell was her problem? Was my sex life really that important to her? I swear, ever since she became friends with Kaylee, she’d been trying to sabotage our relationship.

“It’s not true.”

She rolled her eyes. “Obviously. What I’m wondering is why she’d lie. She was damn convincing too. Almost believed her myself.”

“What gave it away?”

“Talked you up way too much. I think she mistook Zoe’s questioning as interest. Sorry.”

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. Just what I needed.

“Anything else?”

“Just ask her to fuck you already.”

I looked over at my sister. “Who?”

“Kaylee. Or Zoe. Anyone really.”

“You know I won’t do that.”

Shaking her head, she pushed herself off my door frame. “It’s just sex, Scott. It doesn’t mean anything.”

She left without another word, leaving my door open in the process.

Hoisting myself up, I closed the door with a sigh.

“Doesn’t mean anything,” I muttered, heading to the desk. That was precisely the problem. I wanted it to mean something.

Pulling my packet from the bag, I settled in and lost myself in my work.