Day 2

“You’re up early,” Avery said, stepping out onto the front porch with Jonah. He was busy setting up his camera, pointing east towards the faint hints of first light peeking over the Adirondacks.

“You are, too,” Jonah replied.

“I was having trouble sleeping,” Avery admitted. She could have sworn she could hear a low buzzing murmur all night, which seemed to jolt her out of sleep at random times. And when she did manage to doze off, her sleep was filled with weird dreams. She couldn’t remember them exactly, but she did know they involved her and her friends acting… out of character. She pursed her lips, trying to remember specifics, but none came to her. “Whatcha up to?”

“I want to get a pic of the sun rising over the mountains,” Jonah said, twisting a knob on the tripod and peering through the camera’s viewfinder. “I have plenty of nature shots in my portfolio already, but I couldn’t resist. It’s just so beautiful out here.”

Avery couldn’t help but agree. The early morning was painted with bright flaming hues, red fading into orange and pink where the arms of the rising sun reached out towards the sky. The mountains huddled in their coniferous blankets, waiting for the warmth of day, and the wind smelled like sap and lakewater. “I should have brought my sketchbook out with me.”

“Don’t get it now, or you’ll miss the sunrise,” Jonah said, readying himself behind the lens.

Avery watched the sun creep up the dome of the sky, listening to the clicks of Jonah’s camera as she did so, lulled into a meditative state by the sight and sound.

Jonah flicked through the images he’d captured on the digital camera. That one was a little overexposed, the next compositionally unbalanced… but overall, he was satisfied with what he’d captured. He’d have more than enough shots to choose from for his portfolio review at the end of the summer.

As if he didn’t already have more than enough. Jonah wasn’t kidding when he said his portfolio was a bit landscape heavy. What he needed was portraiture.

Biting his lip, Jonah considered. Avery sat cross legged on the porch, her head in her hands, the dawn light causing her to glow. He swallowed. “Would you ever be interested in modeling for me?” he blurted out, without thinking.

Avery stared. “What? Like… Nude?”

“What? No, no! Clothed. I just… don’t have a lot of pictures of people in my portfolio. I need a diverse range of subjects for my review in a few months.” Jonah’s cheeks burned red with embarrassment as he busied himself lining up another shot. “Sorry, that was a weird question.”

“Oh, no, it’s not weird, I’m just… surprised. I would love to try that. As long as I’m clothed.” Avery took a thoughtful sip of coffee. It was sweeter than she preferred, but she found herself liking it regardless. “Well, I guess a swimsuit would also be fine. But nothing embarrassing.”

Jonah flushed at the thought of seeing his friend behind his camera lense, legs spread suggestively in only a two-piece bathing suit. “Please, Jonah,” he imagined her purr, tracing a finger suggestively up the side of her top. “I want you to capture all my good angles.” And then, she’d hook her fingers under her bikini, and–

Jonah coughed. “Y-yeah, of course. Nothing embarrassing at all.”

“I made a pot of coffee,” Caleb said from behind the kitchen island to Suong, who was rubbing her eyes blearily. “It’s really good. Like, weirdly good.”

“Mmmm,” Suong groaned. Caleb sipped from his own mug while watching Suong attack the coffee pot, violently pouring herself a cup. She took her meds and washed them down with the coffee, paused, then drank the rest. “Wow, that is good,” she murmured, pouring herself another cup.

“I know, right? The kitchen’s completely stocked. They have some weird Japanese cereals I ate for breakfast, those are also incredible.”

“Pour me a bowl.”

“Sorry, didn’t know your hands were broken.” Caleb slid an empty bowl down the island towards Suong. “Pour it yourself.”

Suong groaned and trudged to the pantry. She made herself a bowl and sat next to her friend. “Wow, this IS good,” Suong admitted. “Where’d Zach’s folks get all this stuff?”

“Dunno, but I’m gonna abuse their generosity,” Caleb said, peeling a perfect orange from the counter and biting down “Even the produce tastes special.”

Caleb took another bite, juice from the unusually ripe orange dropping down his chin, and looked over at his drowsy friend. His eyes gravitated down to her body. She wore nothing but a pair of panties and a crop top (which had the phrase “be bisexual, eat hot chip & lie” on it) that was doing very little to conceal the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Caleb licked his lips. Jesus, stop ogling, he muttered, wiping his mouth on his sleeve. What is with these intrusive thoughts lately? He wasn’t usually this much of a horndog.

Out of the corner of her eye, Suong saw Caleb ogling her chest. She was surprised. Caleb had never been like that. He wasn’t like Zach, checking out every woman with a halfway decent pair of tits that pranced his way, even while they were dating. Uh, eyes up here, bud, she prepared to say.

But for some reason her heart wasn’t in it. I guess he can look if he wants, she conceded, shovelling a spoonful of fancy cereal into her mouth. After all, he is a close friend. It’s not like he has bad intentions. Let him enjoy the view, if he wants.

Mollified, she returned to her breakfast, unconsciously pushing her chest out a little further as she did so.

They spent the first day acclimatizing themselves to vacation time and exploring what the house and its surroundings had to offer. Jonah and Suong hiked one of the nearby forest trails, while Caleb, Zach, and Avery dug through a cabinet of old board games, making up their own rules to any games they didn’t recognize.

After lunch, Zach, Caleb, Jonah, and Avery spent the afternoon playing Mario Kart on the old Wii Zach brought. Suong just watched, sitting on the sofa next to Zach. At first there was a bit of trouble getting it set up– no matter what settings they used, the TV kept flickering intermittently with static. Eventually they gave up trying to fix it, and the group quickly learned to ignore it.

“Oh, you fucker,” Zach swore as Avery released a blue shell. Avery smirked as she passed him into first place.

“Don’t mind me, just doing the speed limit,” Caleb grumbled, in last.

“Caleb, you know you’re supposed to hit those boxes, right? They have power ups inside,” Jonah teased. Caleb grumbled unintelligibly in response, swerving off a cliff as he did so.

“Who’s winning?” Suong asked airily, not glancing up from her phone as she slid off the couch arm onto Zach’s lap. She could barely get any reception up here, and she was bored as hell.

“Avery is,” Zach growled, moving his head from behind Suong while mashing buttons on his controller. “Ugh,” he said as Jonah passed him. “Su, you’re distracting me.”

“Sooooorryyyyyy,” she moaned, throwing her head back onto his shoulder. “When are you guys gonna be done?”

“We’re just started a new cup, so we still have three races left after this one,” Avery said, smiling as she entered the final lap still in first.

Suong groaned. “Fine. But then I want to watch a movie.” She put away her phone, giving up on getting any signal, and hung off Zach as he performed increasingly poorly at the game. Occasionally, she’d wiggle a bit, and Zach would flush, and drive into a wall.

Hallway through the third race, Suong felt something hard poke against her butt from inside Zach’s sweatpants. A shiver travelled down her spine and settled right between her legs.

I promised myself I wasn’t going to have sex this trip, Suong despaired. I still don’t have to, she thought, trying to convince herself. I could just get up, sit on the opposite side of the couch, and pretend I didn’t feel Zach’s hard cock through his pants. I could just mind my own business, and let him rub one out while thinking about how hot and unattainable I am.

But Zach’s hardness pressed into her, growing increasingly insistent. When did I become this weak? Suong thought, unconsciously grinding her hips against him. She heard Zach’s breath catch in his throat as she realized what she was doing. Well, fuck it. One good dicking isn’t going to ruin this trip.

“Shit,” Zach muttered, driving straight into a banana peel. Again. God damn it, Suong! His dick was so hard it almost hurt, and Suong’s slow, subtle hip circles weren’t helping. I am so over this girl’s games.

They were broken up for a reason, for God’s sake. They weren’t good for each other, romantically. In Zach’s opinion, Suong was vindictive, and a hypocrite, flirting with guys just to get back at Zach for some perceived slight. And, ok, fine, often the slight in question was him flirting with other girls. But he was just doing that to make Suong jealous. For… some reason or another. Regardless, they were much better off as friends. Chaste, platonic friends. Not friends with benefits. Unbeneficial buddies. Pals.

“Hell yeah!” Avery threw her arms in the air as she passed the finish line. Jonah followed shortly after, followed by Zach and Caleb. “Which cup next?”

“Actually, I think I need a break,” Zach said, abruptly lifting Suong off his lap and standing.

“Same,” Suong said breathlessly, despite not playing to begin with.

Oblivious to their friends’ gawking stares, Zach swept Suong off her feet and carried her to the second floor in an urgent march. The three remaining friends heard a door slam shut as they disappeared upstairs.

“Guess Mario Kart is done,” Avery said flatly, throwing her controller on the couch. She was breathing a little heavy. “Really? They couldn’t last a single day?”

“I thought they broke up?” Jonah said, suddenly feeling very warm.

“Yeah, but come on. We all knew this was coming.” Caleb said, trying to hide his arousal. “I think I’m gonna… go take a shower.”

“Uh, yeah. I’m going to go take a nap,” Avery said, face red, before running up the stairs.

“M-me too,” Jonah said, yawning unconvincingly and following her example.

Behind them, the TV continued to flicker, the cheery game music layered with a low, imperceptible hum.

Does high altitude make you horny? Caleb thought, warm water trickling down his torso as he frantically jacked himself off in the shower. Blah blah, something to do with air pressure and blood flow? That would explain why I’ve been feeling so… distracted. He groaned as he came, splattering the shower wall with cum. He panted, catching his breath, then splashed his face with water.

Wrapping a towel around his waist, he left the bathroom and walked down the hall to his and Jonah’s room. The walls were thin and he could hear Suong’s breathy moans coming from Zach’s room. Caleb rolled his eyes, but the image of Zach pumping into Suong, her legs high in the air and mouth open in ecstasy, had his cock rising to half mast again. Ridiculous, he thought, willing himself to think unsexy thoughts to calm himself. He usually couldn’t get hard again this quickly. Was he sick or something?

Remembering Jonah was napping, Caleb opened the door as slowly and quietly as he could. Peeking inside, Caleb’s jaw dropped.

Jonah was facing away from the door, ass in the air, as he slowly pumped two fingers in and out of himself. Caleb watched, transfixed, as the smaller boy moaned and trembled on the bed, his pussy swollen with need. “Mmph… ah…” Jonah, his fingers circling his clit as he fucked himself with his hand, wetness dripping down the insides of his legs.

Instantly, he was rock hard again. Like a man possessed, Caleb let the towel dip past his waste and began stroking himself, timing his movements with Jonah’s. What am I doing? Caleb fought through the haze, his momentum faltering. I’m getting myself off while spying on my friend. Jonah would never forgive me for this if he found out. But Caleb couldn’t stop himself from pumping his swollen dick, watching his friend masturbate. Fuck. Fuck. I need– it feels–

Shuddering with the wrongness of it all, Caleb came for the second time in an hour, only barely remembering to ejaculate into the towel and not all over the wall. At the same time, he heard Jonah’s muffled moans rise to a fever pitch, his entire body tensing and twitching in orgasm before collapsing on the bed. Thinking quickly, Caleb pulled his towel up and quietly shut the door.

“Jonah?” he called out, knocking. “Can I come in?”

Caleb heard a muffled squeak and a rustle of fabric from inside their room. “Just a minute!”

Jonah opened the door, face flush. “S-sorry about that.” His hand, resting on the doorframe, was still wet.

Caleb swallowed. “No worries,” he said. “Just need to get dressed.”

Jonah tried not to die from embarrassment as Caleb got changed. He doesn’t suspect anything, right? the boy thought, absentmindedly licking his own juices from his fingers. Ugh, what am I doing? Frowning, Jonah wiped his hand on his shirt.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jonah saw a flash of Caleb’s body as he put his clothes back on, and was mortified to feel himself getting wet again, despite having just made himself cum. Jesus, the internet was right. Testosterone really does increase your libido.

Meanwhile, Avery had her ear pressed against the wall and her hand down her pants, panting with arousal as she listened to Suong and Zach in the next room over.

“You really missed my cock this fucking much?” came Zach’s muffled growl. “Well, here you fucking go. Take it, slut.”

Bang. Bang. Bang. The bed’s headboard slammed against the wall as they fucked. Avery whimpered, her fingers rubbing her clit with a feverish desperation that was unfamiliar to her.

“Harder!” Suong panted, and the bangs increased in tempo and pitch. “Fuck me like you used to. Like you did that night after David’s party–”

SLAM SLAM SLAM. “Shut up, shut up, shut up. I’ll make you regret flirting with him that day. I’ll make you regret every time you played with my heart. Every last damn time. I’ll make you– make you– fuck…”

“Yessss…” Avery murmured, delirious. “Make me. Force me. Use me.”

Take it out on me. Both of you. Instead of fighting, use me.

Impressions from her forgotten dream flickered in front of her. Suong sitting on her face, Zach between her legs, the two of them kissing passionately as Avery serviced both of them. As they used her together.

“Oh fuck oh fuck I’m gonna cum–”

“Please cum inside me please please–”

“OhfuckohfuckOH–FUCK–”

“AH–YES–”

Avery spasmed, pussy clenching around nothing as she suppressed a shriek, almost blindsided by the orgasm that snuck up on her. Next door, the banging fell silent.

Mortified, Avery buried her face in her hands. Why did I just do that?

They had pizza for dinner. The conversation was limited to how delicious it was, despite being frozen. No one commented on Suong and Zach’s haphazard appearance or flushed faces. After dinner Zach and Suong went back at it, as the others tried, awkwardly, to watch TV. “Hopefully they’ll just get it out of their system,” Caleb muttered, turning up the TV volume to drown out the muffled thumps from upstairs.