The Man Who Sold the World

The petite blonde plopped herself down on the bed, patting the mattress beside her as Gavin shut the door behind them. As he walked over to sit beside her, he looked at her face, pretty and flushed, like she’d been running or exercising recently. But it was more her eyes he was concerned about, noticing her bright baby blues glancing down at his shorts, the strained material making the erection underneath obvious. Her cheeks blushed brighter and she glanced away, as he sat, glad of the new position which would hide his aching hard-on a little better, though sitting right beside the beautiful blonde, so close that he could feel the heat of her skin and the scent of her body wasn’t making it go away any time soon.

“Sooo, you wanted advice?” Ashley said, looking up at his face, moving the conversation on from the unspoken acknowledgement of his stiff cock.

“Yeah, but I don’t think it matters much anymore,” Gavin admitted, running a hand through his hair. “I know I messed up, but I just thought if I went to Kurt for advice to become more confidence, I’d be able to be a better boyfriend to Victoria. Instead I just ended up driving her away, and I have no idea if I can win her back, or if I should even try. Heather said if Victoria is moving on, then so should I.”

“First of all, Heather might be right, but I’d be careful. She’s one of my best friends but she can be rather imperturbable. But if something is worrying or bothering you, I think it’s better to deal with it than ignore it and just find a new girl,” Ashley replied, thoughtfully. “And secondly, why would you go to Kurt for boyfriend advice? If anyone would know about that, it’d be Brandon. For all that happened between us, I can still say that he was a great boyfriend. That relationship got wrecked because of me, but while we were together, he was very kind and supportive.”

“And you still choose to cheat on him. Besides, he’d already stormed out by that point. And Zack had cheated on Chloe. The only person who didn’t have girl trouble in the cabin was Kurt,” Gavin said with a sigh. “But I can’t blame him. I’m the one who went off the deep end and fucked Chloe, Hannah and…you.”

Ashley blushed again at being reminded of Gavin pounding her into an orgasmic unconsciousness just last night. She cleared her throat before she continued, “Yeah, well, I don’t think any of us were thinking straight that night. While I understand that though, Victoria is thinking that while she was injured, you were having sex with other women. It’s probably why she’s latched onto Kurt so quickly really, because in her mind, he did actually come to save her.”

“It’s not exactly my fault I had no idea where she was. I mean, I’m grateful that she’s safe, and glad that Kurt was there for her,” Gavin bowed his head. “It just feels like she’s drifting further and further away from me.”

“I get it. I went through pretty much the same thing with Zack,” Ashley consoled him, rubbing her hand in circles around his back. “I messed up and every time I tried to fix it, I just made it worse. Even just this morning, he was accusing me of framing Lisa, and tonight he’s apologising. A lot can change in a short space of time.”

“Well, what did you do?”

“I set out to clear my name and made sure not to fuck anyone else. But…” Ashley frowned, not sure Gavin would want to hear the next part. “Zack and Victoria are different. And technically Zack and I are still sort of dating. From what I heard this morning, Victoria definitely sounded like she was dumping you.”

“Yeah, that’s what it felt like to me too,” he admitted, rubbing his eyes.

“Normally, I’d say Vicky doesn’t give second chances easily. Not when you’ve cheated on her. She’s been with a lot of guys who were like that, who only wanted one thing from her, and when she wouldn’t give it to them, they either dumped her or straight up stepped out on her,” Ashley explained. “She tried to appease some of them with handjobs and blowjobs, but none of them were really satisfied until they could have her virginity. Which she obviously never gave up.”

“Not until me,” Gavin finished, understanding. “And then I screwed her over too. Yeah, I really made a mess of this. Though, you did say that normally you’d say Victoria doesn’t give second chances…so does that mean this isn’t a normal situation?”

“No, it means Vicky isn’t acting like her usual self. I don’t know what happened at that apartment, and she isn’t talking, but ever since she came back with Kurt, she’s been acting differently. A little sexier, a little more carefree…” Ashley revealed, her expression crinkled with concern. “If there was ever a time that you’d have a chance to try again, now might be the time.”

“I doubt that,” Gavin scoffed. “She saw me when I caught her being fucked by Kurt, and then she encouraged him to keep fucking her, watching me while she did it. I had to listen to him talk about how big his cock was while he bounced her up and down on him like she was nothing until she came.”

Ashley gasped and dove on Gavin, embracing him in a tight, half hug, side-on, leaning her head against his shoulder. “Oh, Gavin, that must have been horrible. You didn’t deserve that, no matter what. But…” She lifted her head and looked up at him. “I don’t understand what you mean by ‘bounced her up and down on him’?”

“He was standing, and she was holding on to him and he was holding on to her,” he made a gesture, gripping an imaginary pair of ass cheeks in front of him, then shook his head, “Ugh, I can’t explain it well. Here.”

Gavin stood and motioned for Ashley to follow, which she did. He took her arms and wrapped them around his neck before saying, “And then he lifted her up by her thighs.”

Thinking that this was an instruction, Ashley hopped up, wrapping her legs around Gavin’s abdomen, her dress riding up around her hips, baring her legs. Gavin scrambled to grab her, clutching the underside of her naked thighs to keep her from sliding down his torso. She did drop slightly though, her eyes widening as she felt his tented shorts press against the soft, wetness of her pussy through her panties. Gavin growled with frustration, as his cock throbbed, sensing the closeness of Ashley’s tight, dripping hole.

“Oh, oooh, G-Gavin,” Ashley mumbled, looking straight ahead at his face, contorted in to an expression of struggled restraint. “You…you’re stronger than you look.”

Gavin didn’t speak or move, he just stood with his cock pressed against her folds, willing himself not to tear off his shorts and pull her panties aside and just plunge into her. And he thought it had been difficult to say no to Heather. If ever there were a time for his cock to actually burst through the material of his shorts, now would be perfect. Or terrible. Or…he was losing the sense of what was good and bad.

Gavin couldn’t find the words or the determination of will to actually stop or go ahead, so he was stuck in a limbo of wanting to fuck Ashley just as he’d saw Kurt fuck Victoria and not wanting to pile another sin upon his head in the tally of transgressions against Victoria AND Zack. But it took Ashley’s voice, calm but half panting to cut through his indecision.

“G-Gavin, please,” She whispered insistently. “You-you can put me down now.”

“Oh, yeah, right,” Gavin agreed breathlessly, his hands releasing her quickly. Thankfully, due to her cheerleading skills, she was able to get her feet beneath her just as fast, balancing perfectly as Gavin hastened to sit, hiding his erection amongst the folds of his clothes again.

“We’re lucky you had shorts on,” Ashley mumbled as she turned away and fixed her dress, covering her panties, and the damp spot, newly formed by the poking of Gavin’s penis. Then, a little louder and looking over her shoulder, she said, “You know, you didn’t have to stay and listen, did you? To Victoria and Kurt, I mean. You could have left.”

“I should have left,” Gavin admitted, biting his lip as he felt his cock throb as he watched Ashley pull the back of her dress down over her panties. “But something about the pair of them was just so totally surreal, I couldn’t look away. I kept expecting it to be fake, or a dream. But it was real. It was the very real final nail in the coffin of my relationship with Victoria.”

“Again, not necessarily. I’ve heard of Hero’s Syndrome, where people fall for their rescuers, like women who were saved by firefighters and went on to marry them. Now, maybe it’s got something to do with the uniform, or maybe it’s just a psychological effect of transferring your feelings of relief and happiness onto the person who saved you,” Ashley argued, turning sideways and glancing at Gavin, but too embarrassed to look him in the eye yet. “And if that’s the case, maybe it’ll burn out or fade away with time as they realise they’re not actually suited.”

“What if it’s real? What if he makes her happy?” Gavin asked despondently. “Should I still fight for her?”

“As her best friend…no,” Ashley said, sadly, as she sat next to him again. “If this is genuine, and Kurt really makes her happy, then I’m going to support that. I just don’t think you should give up on it completely yet. That being said, my advice, and this would have been my advice regardless of whether you’d seen her and Kurt together or not, is to give her some space. Talking to her tonight would not have been a good idea. Take a step back, give her some space and give her time to figure out what she wants, and what this thing with Kurt is.”

“Yeah, that’s pretty much what Heather said,” Gavin said with a sigh. “But with more me getting laid as well.”

“Hey, you do you,” Ashley joked as she stood. “Just, don’t do me. You’ll ruin my chances with Zack, and we’re just starting to get along again.” She paused, tilting her head upwards and said, “You know what, I’ll even talk to Vicky in the morning for you and figure out where you stand in this whole Kurt business. I’m curious myself what’s going on between them.”

“Really? You’d do that? That’d be great,” Gavin exclaimed, his face brightening. “Just, maybe don’t mention you talked to me.”

“Please, you think this is the first time I’ve went digging with information?” Ashley chuckled as she stepped up to the door, looking over at him with a smile. “Now, I need to get to bed. I need to be up first thing in the morning. You coming?”

“Uh, in a minute,” Gavin replied awkwardly. “I think I need to sit here a minute longer.”

Ashley arched her eyebrows, confused, until she remembered the hard cock in his shorts that had been poking her somewhere incredibly wet and dangerous just a few moments ago. With another soft laugh, she said, “Well, alright then, I guess I’ll see you in the morning.”

“Goodnight,” he called after her, still wondering how he was ever going to take care of his raging erection.