Someone climbs the stairs.

The door locks and you hear April and her sister giggling inside her room.

"Won't be a minute, John!" April says.

"Says you," Kate retorts. "That outfit of yours..."

You look around uneasily up and down the hallway. The new boxers look very nice, but you feel...breezy...wearing just the boxers in the hallway. Deep breaths, you tell yourself, deep breaths. At least the tent in your new boxers slumps, subsides, and resolves itself into a modest lump. But still, if Jo shows up, what will you do? Your cock twitches a bit at the thought of being caught in this soft, thin pair of shorts that April and Kate bought especially for you. Caught by Jo, with her strong, supple body and that wonderful, firm pair of tits on her chest. Your cock twitches again. Better think about cold showers. Multiplication tables. Hurry, April, hurry.

You hear a door close downstairs and listen sharply. Heels click against the floor. The stairs creak as someone ascends, it must be Jo, mustn't it? Or is it Ray?

"April, Kate, let me in!" you say through the keyhole.

"Not ready yet!" they chorus. One of them giggles.

Time to hide? You look up and down the hallway. Kate's room, linen closet, bathroom...