A whole lot of bluster

“Jack’s a real creep,” you say. “You wouldn’t believe half the nasty stuff that he says in the locker rooms. It’s filthy… so vile that I don’t know if I should say it.”

“What does he say?” Khloe asks, sounding oddly excited.

“Any gossip is good gossip,” Katie grins, explaining her twin’s attitude.

“Well, since you asked, it’s only right that I tell you. You notice how Jack’s always staring at the girls on the team when we train?” you ask. The twins nod, sharing a glance with each other. “It doesn’t stop there once we get off the pitch. He makes his thoughts about each of you girls very well known in the locker rooms. He tells us who he finds hot, and who he finds hotter. He talks about the specific parts of your bodies that he finds attractive. An awful lot about those. And of course, what he would like to do with those parts. It gets pretty… explicit.”

“Sounds saucy,” Katie says, winking at you. “Tell us more.”

You pause, unsure of how to take this in. You thought the twins would be put off by what you just said, but if anything, they’re on the edges of their seats, eagerly awaiting your next words. The problem is, you’re making half of this stuff up. You have no doubt Jack would say it given the opportunity, but there are limits to what you’ll say.

“It wouldn’t be polite conversation at the dinner table,” you say. “But the words ‘whore’ and ‘slut’ and ‘facefuck’ are often involved.”

The twins look at each other, and somehow, you’re not sure that your words are having their intended effect.

“Cute when he tones it down for our delicate ears, isn’t he?” Khloe says.

“Don’t worry, Alex, we can take it,” Katie winks at you.

“You knew I was… trying to protect you?” you ask, running with this latest development on pure instinct.

Katie giggles, saying: “What you told us is far tamer than some of the stuff we’ve overheard. Besides… some of what you said… sounds pretty hot to me.”

“You think your dirty talk could match up to the real Jack’s?” Khloe asks.

That sounds like the kind of challenge that you’d like. You grin at the girls, saying: “I could demonstrate under the right circumstances. What do you say? After dinner?”

“Somebody’s getting ahead of himself,” Katie smirks. “A successful month on campus doesn’t make you a big shot just yet.”

“How much time does one need?” Khloe muses. “I’d say a month is enough, if he’s got the track record to prove it.”

“But he’s got to have it,” Katie says.

The twins give you a hard look.

“Ask any girl who knows me. They’ll back me up,” you say, projecting unearned confidence.

“We could do that,” Katie says. “That sounds fun.”

“Who would we ask?” Khloe says.

“Oh, there’s a few girls on this trip. I’m sure we can get our answers,” Katie says, and Khloe smiles. The twins glance at each other and give you a good look up and down.

“Can you imagine? A new boy toy,” Khloe says.

You look back at the fit blondes, a smile playing across your face too. If everything goes right tonight, you could be getting lucky tonight. Double lucky.

After dinner, the three of you head to a nearby club. It’s early for things to be in full swing, but after a round of cocktails and some shots, you’re out on the dancefloor, moving and grooving. The DJ’s got a tight tracklist tonight, leaning heavily into soca sounds, the upbeat Caribbean music spreading smiles onto everybody’s faces.

“Whoo, you ever live it up like this?” Khloe laughs, grinding up against you.

“This is the life,” you laugh in reply.

You dance against her, holding her waist with one hand while your other makes some wavy motions to the side. A moment later, Katie falls into that arm, and you draw her into the fold. She dances up against you too. With a girl in each arm, you enjoy the moment, feeling on top of the world. All the envious glances only make it even better. When a cocky rando dressed in enough gold jewelry to stuff Fort Knox gestures at Khloe, digging his fingers in a come hither motion, she laughs at him, leaning into you and putting a possessive hand on your chest. He rolls his eyes, but is unable to tear them away from her as she shakes her seductive hips back and forth against you. These twins are truly something else.

“Has anyone told you two that you’re absolutely stunning,” you say, and both girls laugh. They know it, but it only spurs them on further.

The three of you dance it out for an hour or two more, until the venue starts getting packed enough that the atmosphere starts to change. The twins share a look, and you realize at that moment that this portion of the night’s coming to a close.

“Back to the AirBnb?” Khloe asks.

“The fun doesn’t have to end here,” Katie smiles, and the three of you set off back to your place for the night.

Katie +10
Khloe +10