Doorsock

Gavin yawned as he placed the last plate into the machine. Finishing the dishes for Victoria had taken longer than expected. But, then again, he did have a lot on his mind. It was nothing new. The same old dilemma between Victoria and Chloe that ravaged his head-space ever since his big-titted, red headed friend had been bouncing on his cock that morning.

In his pants, his cock flinched at the very memory. He'd always had some low-key attraction towards Chloe. With tits like hers, it was hard not to be appreciative of her body. But, she'd also been his friend for a long time, and she'd been Zack's friend for even longer. Part of him just always considered her off-limits, the way he would a sister, if he had one. And he didn't want to jeopardise his relationship with Zack either.

Now, that had all changed. Zack had been the one to destroy his friendship with Chloe, by cheating on her with Ashley. And then Chloe had given him a wake up call by way of sucking his cock. Even if he choose not to pursue a relationship with Chloe, it didn't seem like things could ever go back to the way they were.

Gavin closed up the machine, popping in a tablet and turning it on. Hearing it whirl into action, Gavin took his leave of the kitchen, switching off lights on his way as another yawn involuntarily took over.

He imagined that Zack would start hanging out with Ashley more at school now. And by extension Victoria, who was Ashley's best friend. Possibly even Heather, since Ashley was close to her through the cheerleading squad. Despite the fact that Heather had disagreed with Zack's actions, which she'd shown by pranking him, she couldn't just cut ties with Ashley, and Gavin felt that he was in the same boat.

While Gavin didn't like how Zack had treated Chloe, it was hard to be angry with him when Chloe had basically **** him into the exact same situation. Now, just like Zack, Gavin had to choose between a close friend and a lover he desired deeply. On the one hand, Gavin really felt that Chloe wasn't ready for another relationship, and he didn't want to just be another rebound. Yet, could Chloe actually handle the rejection of yet another one of her friends?

With Zack moving off and interacting with new friends, Gavin would be free to explore his attraction to Chloe, if he so wanted. But, if he stayed with Victoria, he'd probably integrate into the same circle as Zack. And where would that leave Chloe? Any situation he thought of where he chose Victoria, left Chloe out in the cold. But, he couldn't decide to build a relationship with her out of fear. He had to be sure of his feelings. Confident that they ran deeper than 'nice tits' and long standing friendship.

Gavin passed through the living area, finding it dark and vacated. He cast an eye over the coffee table, seeing that a number of unopened board games had been stacked up. Risk. That was a favourite of his. A game where he could plan, think ahead, attack when he was sure of victory, make alliances, break alliances and press his advantage when he was winning. But when it came to social situations...when it came to sex, he had none of that self-assurance.

Turning and heading down the hall towards his room, Gavin tried to imagine his current situation as if it were in a board game. So far, he'd been unprepared for Chloe's attack, but he had made a good alliance with Kurt. But what was the pay off? If this were Risk, it would like choosing whether to attack Asia or Europe. But that would depend on what objective card he'd been dealt, or which continent provided the most strategic value. When it came to love, there was no card telling him what his goal should be and women didn't have strategic value. So, in the end, he was still stuck.

He approached the door to his room and reached out for the handle. Before his hand could grasp it, he looked down and balked, taken a back by the red, lace panties hanging from the handle. Gavin chuckled to himself as he relaxed. That was certainly one way of letting him know what the room was occupied.

Without really thinking, he reached out and rubbed the material between his thumb and index finger. It felt so erotic and mature. When he'd jacked off into Victoria's panties, they'd felt soft and sexy in a cute sort of way. These panties, presumably belonging to Ashley, were silky and hot, with a confident, demanding appeal. The other thing that he noted was that the crotch was completely soaked.

Of course, playing with Victoria's panties was one thing. That was his girlfriend. This was his friend's girlfriend. He tried to think of other ways to kill some time. He could check in with Kurt and let him know of the success of his talk with Victoria. Or he could just sleep on the sofa...