"Andrew we can't do this," I pleaded with him, my best friend's brother, as he kissed my neck passionately.
"Don't worry," he replied and wrapped his arm around my waist, his fingers caressing my waist.
"Andrew please," I said pushing him off of me...
"I'm gonna go take a shower," I said getting up off the bed. We'd been cuddling there, naked and spent, for a little too long. I turned around and looked at the boy lying on the bed. Did I really just have sex with Andrew? My best friend's brother, Andrew? I smiled still trying to comprehend what happened. I became hyper-aware of the weakness in my legs. "Care to join me?"
"I'm gonna change the sheets," he said getting up after me, "Before anyone gets back."
"Okay," I said, a little disappointed.
I slowly made my way on shaky legs to the bathroom. I heard him chuckle behind me.
"I told you," he said and I realized what he was talking about.
I rolled my eyes and stumbled the rest of the way to the bathroom. I got into the shower.
The moment she closed the bathroom door, I found my shorts on the ground and put them on, then got to work on the bed. Once it had a fresh set of sheets on, I picked her clothes up off the floor and folded them the best I could. I snuck into Sasha's room and rumaged through the drawers trying to find a Plan-B pill. Once I did I went back to my room and placed it on top of Lea's clothes. I slipped off my shorts and made my way to the bathroom. I opened the door.
"I thought you were changing the sheets," she said opening the glass doors and popping her head out.
"I did," I said climbing into the shower. Seeing her body, wet and steaming from the heat of the water, I got hard all over again.
"Okay," she said and smirked at my erection. She turned around, intentionally brushing her ass against it, and handed me the soap. "Now, help me get my back."
We got out of the shower and I took my pill and got dressed as he changed into a new outfit
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We went into the kitchen, just as the door opened and Tyler walked in.
"Hey," he said rushing into Andrew's room after a second he walked back out with a hoddie in his hands. "Sorry I left this here befo-"
He stopped and looked between us. He turned his head, looking towards the room, and looked back at us.
"Did y'all-"
"Are you hungry?" I interrupted turning into the kitchen. Andrew stood frozen, blushing. "I'll just heat up this pizza I guess."
I set the warm pizza onto the table and sat down next to Andrew, who was sitting across from Tyler. Andrew immediately started eating, barely pausing to breathe, trying to avoid the awkward conversation looming between the three of us.
"Okay um, I need to tell you guys something," Tyler said breaking the tension. We looked up at him. "I... wasn't at my mom's house."
"We know," Andrew blurted out and went on eating. I elbowed his side and he winced. "Or at least I do."
"What do you mean?" Tyler asked and looked at Andrew suspiciously.
"C'mon man, how long have we known each other?" Andrew answered, finally putting his pizza down. "I know when you're lying."
"Oh," Tyler said. Something clicked in his mind. "Wait. Why didn't you ask why-" he paused looking at Andrew. I looked over and saw him smirk, the same dirty little smile he had watching me walk to the bathroom. I blushed and looked away from him, kicking him under the table. He chuckled and looked up at Tyler.
"Where did you go, anyway?" I asked.
"This might sound crazy... but, Max's house."
Andrew choked on his pizza.
"What?" he coughed out. "How'd you end up there?"
"He's the one who called me," Tyler replied shyly.
