Go talk to James

"I'll be back in a second," you say. "I, uh, need to use the bathroom."

"Okay," Emily says. "I think James is probably using the one by his room, so you might want to look into the one on the first floor."

You nod, trying to look like you're going to take her advice. Really, you're just glad she gave you the tip as to where you might find James. It's hard to get him out of your head.

Even from here, you can hear the sound of rushing water. Apparently he either found what he was looking for or gave up and decided to take a shower anyway.

This isn't the first time you've had your eye on James, but today is the first time you've seen him shirtless in years. He definitely didn't look that good without a shirt on when he was fifteen. This is a little weird, right? you think to yourself. You're perving on your best friend's little brother. Of course, ten minutes ago, your best friend was making you cum with her mouth. It's probably safe to say that the bar for weirdness has been raised significantly since this morning.

You come to the door of the bathroom and press your ear against it. The shower is definitely running. When you try to turn the doorknob, you find it unlocked.