Chapter 6 - Pool Party!

The next day, a Sunday, was proving to be a quiet one so far at Ravers Manor. Logan mostly stayed in his room with his cat making him company. Sometimes Paris’ cats, Gizmo and Gaspy, wandered by to play with Orion, their sibling, but then would soon leave, quickly growing bored. Even Heather’s dog, Hades, poked his head in at one point. Other than those visits and occasionally leaving the room to get meals, Logan preferred to stay there. It wasn’t that he was feeling depressed or anything, he was even excited for helping the school clubs starting tomorrow, but the whole date thing was bothering him, and to make things worse, Sharon had really been grounded and he couldn’t reach her by phone.

Huh, I wonder if it’d be too crazy to just show up at the Millers’ house?

That was in the middle of the afternoon. Isabella quickly dropped by to check on him at some point, but left soon after Heather called her for something from the hallway. When it was looking like his day would be pretty much eventless, Heather and Paris marched in just as the sun started to set outside, casting the room in an orange-ish glow.

“Uhn…, am I in trouble or something?” He inquired as his two cousins stopped by the foot of his bed. That could’ve been a quite enticing sight if life was a porn movie. Both were wearing tops and denim shorts and had their brunette hair down. Logan stifled a chuckle at how two relatives could look so similar and so different at the same time.

“Why’d you think that?” Paris returned the question, frowning at him.

Logan shrugged with a grin. “It’s just that you two don’t join forces unless you’re planning something big.”

Heather and Paris exchanged a quick, embarrassed look. It was true that they didn’t see eye to eye too often due to different personalities and things like that, but being cousins and living in the same place, the two girls often wondered if they shouldn’t make a bigger effort to get along. Well, that night could very well work as a test drive for that too.

“Shut up about that,” Heather shook her head. “Loggy, you’ve spent the entire day moping in this room and we, as your beloved cousins, thought we should do something about it, that’s all.”

“So, we made some calls and threw something together,” Paris grinned at her cousin.

“C’mon, get up and put on your best swimming trunks!” Heather urged him by clapping her hands in a shooing motion. “We’re having a pool party!”

Logan cocked his head to the side, suddenly feeling a bit tired. “Really?” He moved to a sitting position, unsure about the whole thing. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? I don’t think my parents would want me throwing a party so soon after… well.”

Heather just looked at him with a weird expression, as if she was asking him who he was and what he had done with her cousin. Paris copied her cousin and clapped her hands louder. “Good idea or not, it’s too late now. Besides, we’re the ones doing this party, you’re just our guest.”

“Yes, people are already downstairs, so c’mon, stop moping and come have some fun,” Heather went around and pulled him by the arm to get out of the bed. “You can start worrying tomorrow.”

Paris laughed and grabbed his other arm. “You don’t wanna let our efforts go to waste, do you?” She playfully inquired as they guided him towards the en-suite bathroom. “Now go in, shower, and change!”

Logan stared at the two of them, a small smile forming on his face at how touched he felt at their gesture, and in that instant, not that he needed any reminders, the young man knew he would do the same for any of them, no questions asked.

“We’ll be waiting by the pool!” Heather smirked and waved her fingers before closing the door and leaving him alone inside the bathroom.

Being a guy, Logan didn’t need much time to get ready. He just took a quick shower, put on a pair of navy-blue swimming trunks, grabbed a pair of flip-flops, and tried to comb his hair a bit without success. Satisfied, he picked up a towel and made his way to the first floor of the mansion before going out to the backyard area.

A large pool surrounded by stony borders and trimmed bushes was the scenario for his cousins’ party, a funky, melodic song making everyone dance. He smiled at the sight of his little sister, cousins, and most of his friends, the most notable exceptions being Sharon and Cody, but it looked like Paris had invited some of her own friends, and Heather had brought other people as well.

“There he is!” A 19-year-old boy with short blond hair and brown eyes grinned as he walked over to him, a fruity drink in hand as he flaunted silver-colored swimming trunks. “Man, your cousins really freaking love you, you know?”

Logan laughed. “What are you doing here, dude?” He asked the older guy. “QCU kicked you out already?”

Kurt Johnson chuckled and clasped the dark-haired boy on the back. “I wish! Nope, Squirt over there called and said you needed some cheering up,” he explained. “My Sunday was empty, so I made the trip. It’s not like I can get so much quality eye-candy up there in just one place, you know?”

Damn, Heather called him? Logan briefly widened his eyes in surprise. Heather absolutely hated Kurt, a cousin on her mother’s side who lived in Quartz City, a big metropolis a few hours to the north of Sunset Haven. He had always gone along well with the blond boy, though, so if Heather went to the trouble… yeah, he felt even more moved by his cousin’s actions that evening. He kept laughing. “If you can get one of them to listen to you, then, by all means, man.”

“Just like Heather,” Kurt faked wiping a tear. “So little faith in me.”

Walking closer to the pool, he could see Isabella in a conservative powder-blue bikini fiddling with a laptop next to a slightly curvy blonde who was rocking a bright-red string bikini, Scarlett Soren. That made him remember Ashley’s list of possible girlfriends for a second. Well, no time like the present to start working on that, especially with Scarlett looking so delectable.

Paris sat on a chaise wearing a sporty-looking royal-blue bikini, and she was chatting with one of her friends, Alice Phillips, another name on the binder. Logan felt his dick stirring at the sight of the petite brunette wearing a simple black bikini. Her hair, cut in a short, slightly messy French bob, looked on point as always.

Sebastian was also present, wearing a pair of bright orange swimming trunks, as he laughed at something his cousin, Lisa Rivera, was saying. Lisa’s voluptuous, olive-skinned body also got a rise from him down below. Her large breasts and curvy ass were covered by a dark-red string bikini. She was a teammate of Paris’ in the school soccer team, but her closeness to their group came much more from being Seb’s cousin than that. Her long black hair was tied in a ponytail.

Victoria and Ashley were huddled close together in another chaise, chatting as Vicky often glanced at Alice with a slight frown. She was wearing a conservative green bikini, which surprised him, since his old friend often preferred one-pieces. Ashley surprised him a bit as well, not for the cut of her simple-looking bikini, but for the color. Adept to baby-blue, white, and pink colors, his petite friend was rocking black that evening, and it looked quite sexy on her.

Is it you? Isabella’s question to Ashley the day before came back to his mind, and Logan allowed himself a couple seconds of imagining how it could be if Ashley were to become his girlfriend, only to immediately shake it off.

The last group seemed to be having a little fun as well. Heather flaunted her deliciously pale curves in a skimpy navy-blue bikini as she danced with Tanya Jones, a very good friend of hers in the cheer squad. Tanya was an ebony goddess, her athletic, voluptuous body rocking a golden string bikini.

At that moment, Logan had a flashback to the time he and Tanya shared a fun, hot moment during a party at Ashley’s house the previous year. The sexy dark-skinned girl sweating and looking up at him, her black hair fanned under her head, as he vigorously thrust his cock into her warm furnace of a pussy, causing her big tits to bounce all over the place.

Dancing with them, although keeping his hands to himself, was Duncan Lennox, a classmate of theirs from school. A kind of athletic boy with short blond hair and gray eyes, he was wearing a pair of black swimming trunks. Logan considered him a friend, Duncan’s father working in a high position at Ravers Enterprises, but Heather was definitely closer to the young man. Duncan had recently gotten himself elected student council president for their senior at school, and Logan admitted he couldn’t think of a better person for the job. Perhaps Heather, but she had never been interested in it with all her commitments to the cheer squad.

“Well, it’s your party, dude,” Kurt told him as they arrived at the pool, before making an exaggerated bow as his gaze swept over the girls. “Pick your poison.”

Logan watched Kurt roll over to where Lisa and Sebastian were chatting, and he had to laugh at how Seb looked unusually exasperated at the way the blond older boy blatantly flirted with his cousin. Deciding to make the rounds, since it was rude not to greet the guests in his own party, the Ravers boy walked over to where his sister was laughing with Scarlett as they danced to the music coming out of the speakers. Judging by how they fiddled with the laptop, it was easy to surmise they were in charge of the playlist.

“Nice music selection! Groovy and not annoyingly chaotic!” He shouted at them over the sound, which was louder around the speakers. “Hey, Scarlett!”

“The man of the night himself!” The blonde replied with a sexy grin, her oceanic eyes locking into his electric-blue ones. “Maybe I should try to get myself in trouble. Perhaps my friends will throw a party in my honor too.”

Logan laughed good-naturedly, policing himself not to let his gaze wander down to her large-ish cleavage, left nicely exposed by her red bikini. “Aww, we don’t need all that just to throw a party,” he bantered. “All you gotta do is say where and when.”

“I’ll remember that,” Scarlett playfully replied as Isabella giggled, the older girl turning her back to Logan and revealing her perky ass, the cheeks almost swallowing the thong of her bikini bottoms, as she began dancing to the song. “I was here showing your sister how to command the playlist and which songs to choose. I plan on dancing tonight, you know?”

“Good job, both of you,” Logan complimented, nodding at his sister behind Scarlett’s shoulder as he followed her dance moves. “No singing tonight?”

Scarlett was a very good singer, aside from handling an electric guitar extremely well. “Like I said,” she giggled. “I think I’m only dancing tonight. Preferably in fun company.”

“I think that can be arranged,” he whispered in her ear, not wanting Bella to hear that part. Could it be that night that he got further with the sexy, blonde songstress? Time would tell, if he played his cards right, Logan guessed.

Isabella glanced at her brother and the older blonde dancing and that made her throw a gaze of her own toward Sebastian and Kurt nearby, that flustering sensation coming back to make her quite restless. She recalled Ashley’s hypothesis, that she was just admiring them for being good-looking, half nude guys, not because she actually had a real crush on either of them. Her big brother on the other hand, was both really handsome and hot, and that disturbed the 16-year-old quite a bit.

“So,” Logan said a bit louder as his right hand found Scarlett’s hip, bringing his little sister out of her musings. “Holly didn’t come? No Indigo?”

“Holly has relatives over,” Isabella responded. “And as you can see by Cody’s absence, Indy’s not here either. I think they had a family thing going on, I dunno.”

“Hmm, Josh didn’t come down,” Logan noted as he continued dancing behind Scarlett, his gaze doing a quick search for Paris’ little brother. “I think he mentioned something about going out with friends.”

“Mmm, I think you should stop worrying about who’s not here…” Scarlett hummed and grinned, backing her rear against his groin as she leaned up to reach his ear. “And start appreciating who actually came.”

Logan stifled a groan as her ass made contact with the rapidly growing bulge on his shorts. “You minx,” he chuckled in her ear as he began to discreetly grind against her perky cheeks. “My sister’s right here, if you didn’t notice.”

“Bella’s focused on the playlist and those other shirtless guys,” Scarlett playfully challenged. “She’s too busy to notice us having some fun here, stud.”

Logan glanced at his little sister with the laptop, she was indeed furrowing her brow as she seemed to go over the songs there, her gaze occasionally straying toward the area where Seb and Kurt were dancing around Lisa. Should he risk it, then? Grind against Scarlett’s ass just a few feet away from Bella?