Bluebeaning

Frank walked down the busy streets of his hometown on the way to his home, an expressionless cheerleader in tow. He wanted to talk to her, to get to know the things she liked even though he doubted the validity of the relationship. As far as he could tell she was just a freakishly hot girl with no chemistry with him whatsoever. Though he only expected short answers, he decided to start and looked back at her.

What he saw wasn't what he expected. She was smiling, staring straight at him as if in a trance. "Eh?" came out of her mouth suddenly. Her gaze was transfixed on him as they were down the sidewalk and didn't notice now that he was looking at her, causing a delayed shocked reaction. She straightened her posture immediately and cleared her throat, "W-What?" she said, returning to a dry tone but stuttering, as if she couldn't get back into character in time.

That... that was the cutest thing he had ever seen in his entire fucking life. Even though he had been going along with this just for his dick at this point, now it was like his heart had a boner, too. 'I guess... we don't need to be that similar to date, do we?' he thought to himself, entirely on board now.

"Uh, nothing. I just wanted to know if you had any hobbies," he said quickly, realizing he was the one with the social problems now. "Unless, uh... you don't have any or... something?" 'Damn, I'm smooth.'

"No, I have hobbies. I like to read, cheer, and stare at the back of your head, freak." she added, a tiny smirk appearing on her face for a moment. Frank chuckled, maybe this would be a great relationship after all

A little while later.

Frank arrived back at the house to a familiar scene. His sister or her girlfriend making the living room of the house uninhabitable by making out. Frank didn't know why, but... he didn't like the sight of lesbians making out. He knew that a lot of guys got off on lesbian stuff but it did almost nothing for him. Maybe it reminded him of this scene, but even then Frank never had an interest in it before his sister started doing this shit, either.

Still, Frank never voiced any complai-

"Ew, get a room," said Ava, voicing Frank's thoughts for him for what seemed like the 3rd time today. Kate and Tara both began looking up in annoyance at the new arrival. They had long enjoyed laughing at what they thought were Frank's flustered stomps back to his room, coveting things he couldn't have (when in actuality he just didn't like seeing that shit).

Clearly prepared to ream whoever this was for enjoying their Me-Time, Kate started to say "Look, I don't know who you are bigot..." but then stopped. She hadn't gotten a good look at the new girl until that moment and really saw how attractive she was. "Uh... wow" she added. That amused Frank. Obviously Kate and Ava were in different social circles or they would've bumped into each other at school instead of Kate being stunned by his new girlfriend.

"Kaitlyn, Tara, this is my...uh... girlfriend. Ava," He added a faux gameshow pose with his hands raised and presented her to them, with Ava adding wave and an expressionless "hi". His sister was not expecting her loser brother to bring home this bombshell; Kate followed internet celebrities less attractive than this angel. It made him feel all fuzzy inside that she was probably jealous of him right now.

And since Kate was ogling Ava, her girlfriend Tara was clearly bothered by it. "Really?" she added, dripping with venom to her Frank's sister and pushing her off of herself. "I gotta go. Nice to meet you," she added to Ava, checking her out before leaving. Frank didn't know the tanned girl very well, but he hadn't pegged her for the jealous type.

"Wait, Tara come back I'm sorry!" came a half-assed, quickly spoken Kate, jumping off of the couch to follow her girlfriend, half naked, wearing only a t-shirt and panties. Frank looked at Ava and gestured down the hallway, raising an eyebrow asking if she wanted to follow him back to his room. Ava shook her head 'No' and held up a finger. Kate came back inside with a huff.

"Thanks for that... not that it was your fault or anything." It was an uncharacteristically level-headed response from his bitchy sister. Frank felt his opinion of Kate improve with just that. 'God damn... my opinion of her is probably way too low, huh?' He thought to himself. "So," Kate continued, moving the conversation along, "How'd you two hook up?" Clearly she didn't want to hang onto the part where she just got blueballed... by her brother. 'Wait...' Frank suddenly thought with great curiosity, 'What's the female equivalent of getting blueballed!?!'

Ava ignored Kate's question. "Sorry for bluebeaning you like that," Ava said, answering Frank's thoughts on accident in what was becoming an increasingly frequent event. "You probably shouldn't do that in the open, though," she concluded.

Kate seemed to ponder that for a moment, and then slumped a bit "Yeah, you're probably right. I'll... try to be more considerate in the future or whatever. Anyway, again, how'd you two ho-"

"I'm going back to his room to fuck him silly, wanna come with?" Ava asked as if asking a lesbian if she wanted to fuck her brother was a normal thing people did. Kate looked dumbfounded, turned red from embarrassment, and looked to Frank for some clarity on what the fuck was wrong with this girl. Frank had a big dumb smile on his face and shrugged, happy as could be.

"I-I think I'll pass..." Kate replied when she couldn't get an assist. Ava shrugged in reply and locked eyes with Frank, pointing her eyes at his room. He got the message, and the two of them scurried off to his room, leaving a completely bewildered and pent-up Kate behind in her panties. Rare was the day Frank would score but she wouldn't.