Fifth Inning
Part five of a nine part series! Probably best if you start at the start, y'know? In any case, this one's got a little light BDSM, so be warned. Everyone here is over 18.
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It was getting late and I was still laying in bed with Kelsey - my (no doubt former) best friend's little sister. We'd just streamed her first three times back-to-back-to-back and the beautiful blonde was cuddling against my chest like a wild animal, now domesticated.
Post-sex Kelsey was dreamy, her discussions meandering. She found everything funny and almost no question was out of bounds. I was in post-coital bliss, myself. Just sort of entranced by the multi-striped wallpaper of our hotel room. Not thinking about how the rest of our road warriors - my tomboy roommate Julia and the buxom, other object of my desire, Sarah - would come back at any moment and find us, naked, in a bed that one of them was supposed to be sharing that night.
I couldn't stop thinking about what Kelsey had said, though, while we were in the moment. She had admitted that she'd let her brother watch as she worked herself over. It was none of my business, of course. And why did I care? But we were drifting and suddenly I couldn't stop myself from saying whatever came to my head.
"So you and your brother?" I asked. I expected silence. Or even just an exasperated sigh. Instead the beautiful blonde came right out and said,
"Yeah, I mean, we fooled around a few times. Nothing serious. Like you heard, I showed him mine, he showed me his. It kind of... escalated from there? But never, like, touching. Like, not the important parts, anyway."
"You say that so casually."
"Maybe because it was? Casual. I mean, I kinda get the feeling that all siblings get a little flirty at some point. Even if it never gets past stealing a look through a cracked door or kissing or whatever. Cause you're young and he's a boy and you're a girl and... Why not, right? And maybe we went farther than most siblings. But then I'm pretty sure we didn't go so far as some others."
"So when I was mad at Jim for being with Anna..."
"Yeah, I was kind of mad at him, too. For sorta the same thing? It's not fair. Like I said to you before, it was all supposed to just be for fun. At some point I guess it grew into something more."
Now the room got silent. The traffic outside was getting heated, there was honking and something that sounded a lot like people cursing. The soundtrack of the city. Inside it was just cold and dark - the kind of temperatures that make all kinds of worries bubble up.
"Do you feel the same way about you and me?" I asked, "Are you worried that the fun might get all tangled up in feelings?"
"Not really. I mean, kinda? I'm not like... I'm not mad or jealous about Sarah. I kinda want you to hook up with Julia, actually. I think she likes you and I get the feeling you have feelings for her, too."
"Never gonna happen."
"Yuh-huh. Well, in any case, if it did? That doesn't bother me a bit. So I'm cool with you doing... whoever, I guess. I just don't want you to stop being with me, either. I'm not going to lie though. I'm really worried that..."
*bzzzt*
It was the sound of a key being slid into the lock. I leapt right out of Kelsey's bed and into the next one over. It was not a smooth transfer. But by the time the door swung open both of us were under the covers and in our separate corners. Safe.
Sarah and Julia stepped in. Sarah waved weakly.
"How was the show?" I asked.
"How are you feeling?" Sarah asked.
"So much better," I said, trying not to smile too broadly. If Sarah or Julia noticed anything amiss, they didn't say anything. Not that Sarah would have cared about me plowing Kelsey - actually she might have been pleased. She took a surprising amount of interest in her best friend's pleasures. But then, it seemed like everyone on this trip had adopted an open bed policy.
Except for Julia, of course. Kelsey might think it was a neat idea, all of us messing around together. But I knew - if Julia even thought anything was going on, she'd break me bone by bone. I was just lucky I'd escaped before she suspected anything.
*
For the first time in two days I woke up without my cock buried in the crack of someone's butt. In fact, for the first time in two days I woke up to an empty room. It was a little eerie - like I'd somehow overslept and been left behind by all humanity.
I got up, took a much-needed shower, then started packing up my things. I had just finished getting dressed when there was a knock at the door. None too polite. At least I was presentable, I thought.
I reached for the knob, but the door flew open, nearly busting my nose in the process. Julia. Hands on her hips. Eyes burning at me from behind her glasses. Her almost always perfect ponytail seemed to be fraying at the seams.
"Hey Jules," I said. I swear my voice cracked as I said it.
"Shut up. You've been doing this the whole time?"
"Doing what?"
"Don't play dumb with me, you idiot. Kelsey. I saw the two of you in bed last night. You've been fucking around with her the whole trip, haven't you?"
My face burned. I buried it in my toes.
"Sarah, too."
"FUCK!" Julia walked into the room, poked at my chest with one thin finger. I stepped back, instinctive.
"So this whole time you've just been fucking..."
"Well, I mean, Sarah and I. We've just been fooling around. She doesn't want to... y'know the boyfriend and... And Kelsey and I only had sex for the first time last night. It was kinda meant to make up for the fact that Jim had..."
Julia fixed me with a look of disdain that could keep millions of Catholic children on the straight and narrow for decades. A stare that could shame the pope.
"I'll just shut up," I said.
"Good idea."
She stepped up to me again. Julia was wearing her usual uniform of a t-shirt and jeans.
