Step Brothers

Part Seven

Calum

“Where are you going?”

Glancing at the leggy blonde I’d just banged I smirked finding her pouting at me.

“There’s a party downstairs.” I replied, “I’m not going to sit up here with you. The fuck you want me to do cuddle or some shit?”

“No.” she laughed, throwing off the blanket which covered her, “I was thinking more along the lines of round two.”

Chuckling to myself I finished buckling my belt before pulling my shirt over my head.

“What?” she whined.

“I wanted to hook up babe. You’re nothing to me. I could see you tomorrow and I wouldn’t know who the hell you were.”

“You’re an asshole.”

Fiddling around in my pocket I pulled out her thong and flung it at her.

“Fuck you dude.” She spat.

“I just did.” I laughed, winking as I slipped out of the room leaving her alone.

Reaching into my back pocket I removed a package of gum and crammed a piece into my mouth to remove her taste from my tongue.

“Aye! Calum!” some kid I barely recognized from school laughed, “What’s the score man?”

Smirking, I hit an imaginary baseball with an imaginary bat, “Home run!”

Suddenly a cheer erupted around me. Grinning I high fived random dudes on my way down the stairs to the kitchen where I found Michael inhaling some girl’s face.

Chuckling to myself I crossed over to him, and kicked him hard in the ass.

Crying out startled, he whirled around, his lips swollen and his throat dotted with deep purple hickies.

“Having fun?” I questioned, picking up a drink and drowning it.

“I was.” He grumbled running his fingertips through his hair.

“Until?” I chuckled.

“Until you showed up!” he snapped, “Cock block!”

“Sorry man.” I laughed, “I just wanted to say goodbye.”

“You’re leaving?” Michael asked.

“I came, I saw I conquered man.” I laughed, “My job here is done.”

“Did you shag anyone?” he questioned.

“Shagged.” I snorted, “More like shredded.”

“You’re a freaking God.” Michael informed me.

Smirking I shrugged, before glancing around the room, “Hey have you seen the awkward, ugly blonde I was with earlier.”

“The chick?”

“No, I wouldn’t be caught dead next to an ugly chick. The boy.”

“Oh, him, I don’t know last time I saw him he was in the music room.”

Nodding, I bid Michael farewell, wishing him lock before weaving me way through the sea of sweaty tangled bodies to the music room.

Running my fingertips through my hair, I pushed the door open and froze finding a girl in her bra sitting on the floor infront of Luke, who’s pants were around his ankles.

“Luke?” I demanded, stubbed.

“Calum!” he greeted, not seeming to care in the least that his junk was on full display.

“What the fuck are you doing?” I cried.

“I’m gonna get a um…. A thing she’s going to blow me man.” He giggled, “my first one.”

Repulsed, I rounded on the girl, “Can you get out of here?” I snapped, “The kid is socially retarded you can’t just give him a BJ he’ll probably have a heart attack.”

Blushing, the red head, hurriedly shuffled out of the room, pulling her shirt over her head as she went.

“Why’d you do that for?” Luke whined.

“Pull your pants up!” I cried, covering my eyes with my hand, “I don’t want to see your junk!”

“Junk.” He snickered to himself, rising to his feet and pulling up his pants.

“What is wrong with you?” I demanded, “You can’t just get a blowie from some random chick at a party!”

“Why not?”

“She’s probably crawling with diseases and her spit is more than likely ridded with other guys jizz, dude, that’s gross!”

“Oh.” Luke mumbled, struggling to get his belt buckled.

“Are you drunk?” I asked, crossing my arms over my chest.

“No.” Luke said seriously, “I only drinked water.”

My eyes widening in alarm I crossed over to him, and grabbing him by the chin, forced his face into the light. My heart sinking at the sight of his bloodshot eyes.

“Oh my God.” I breathed, “What did you do?”

“Nothing.” He answered innocently, “I just sat in here and ate brownies and then she came in.”

Realization I took a step back, my heart sinking knowing I was as good as dead if our parents found out that Luke was high.