Day 5

It was hot. Really, really hot. Avery, Suong, and Jonah were sitting outside on the deck, but since it was hot, the girls decided not to wear any clothes. Jonah, still a bit shy, wore a pair of shorts.

The sun was bright in the sky, and Suong made sure they all wore sunscreen–in fact, she seemed eager to slather it on her friends herself, massaging it into Jonah and Avery’s skin with a precision and care that seemed almost excessive. She was especially careful to cover their nipples, taking her time with each of them, pulling and twisting and rubbing to make sure they were nice and protected.

“Your chests are so different,” she marvelled, pinching Jonah’s nipple roughly while grabbing a handful of Avery’s boobs. “It’s fun to compare how you react.”

“Ffff…not so hard, Suong. And lay off Avery, she looks like she’s about to cum already.”

“Ngh!”

“Whaaaaat? Lucky. I wish I could cum just from having my tits played with.”

After they were all covered up, Avery started to draw. What she was drawing was a bit embarrassing, so she placed herself in the chair opposite Suong and Jonah, who were pulling for a character in some gacha game on their phones.

“God, the ping is awful out here,” Jonah complained, frowning and tapping his screen, as if that would make the internet go faster. “Do you think we should just wait until we get home to do this?”

“No way. I saved all my gems for this guy. He’s coming home today, come hell or high water.”

Avery sketched her figures’ forms from memory, soothed by the sound of her pencil scratching on paper and her friends swearing whenever the internet dropped or their gambling luck ran out. She traced out limbs, filled in muscle definition, added light and shadow until the composition was good enough, then she’d move to a new empty spot and begin anew.

Drawing had always been a way for Avery to clear her mind and process emotions, and she could feel herself returning to equilibrium as she moved her pencil across the page. The last few days had been fun, yes; but they’d also been exhausting and disorienting, for reasons she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

The sliding patio door opened, and Avery started, slamming her sketchbook closed. Zach came out onto the deck and shut the door behind him. “Caleb’s being boring. What’s going on out here?”

“Go back inside, asshole,” Suong said, not looking up from her phone screen.

Zach’s eyes hardened. “No. This is my family’s cabin, I can be wherever I want.”

Suong ignored him, staring down at her phone. Zach stomped over to the edge of the deck, a few feet away from Avery. She could feel the tension crackling between him and Suong, and it stressed her out. She wished there was a way for her to help them.

“Oh! An Ultra Rare!” Jonah gasped, nearly dropping his phone at the sight of the flashy animation. Suong slammed her own phone down and leaned in to watch.

“…Ugh,” he groaned, when the character was revealed. “I have like three of him already.”

“Well, you can never have too many men, you know,” Suong joked, trying to temper Jonah’s disappointment.

“Of course you’d say that,” Zach muttered.

“Do you have something you want to say to my face?” Suong said, standing abruptly.

“Grow up.”

“You’re just jealous. You wish you had game like me.”

“Weird. You seemed to think I had plenty when I was drilling into your pussy last night.”

Suong opened her mouth to say something, then reconsidered. She stood frozen for a moment, calculating, before coming to a decision.

Smirking at Zach, Suong whirled around, pushed Jonah against the back of the patio chair, and shoved her hand down the front of his shorts. “S-Suong!” Jonah gasped, half startled and half amused. “What are you–oooooohhhh…” He trailed off as Suong began aggressively rubbing his clit.

“Oh, Jonah, your clit is sooooo nice and hard,” Suong purred, shooting filthy looks at Zach out of the corner of her eye. Zach just stared, mouth open, one eyebrow raised, in an expression of pure outrage. “And you’re so wet already. Mmm, let’s take these off so we don’t ruin them.” Suong leaned over and yanked his shorts and boxers off in one smooth motion, leaving the boy as naked as she was. On her way back up, she leaned in and whispered: “Help me tease Zach?”

Jonah thought about it. On one hand, he didn’t really want to get involved in Zach and Suong’s drama. On the other hand, Suong was hot, and he was horny. The decision was easy.

“S-Suong… oh fuck, Suong, yes,” Jonah said, arching his back against the chair, playing up his reaction. Truth be told, he barely needed to–Suong was incredibly skilled, and he’d been weirdly horny all week. “Ah… that feels so good…”

“Oh, Jonah, you know I’m a slut who just can’t control herself around men,” Suong said. She rubbed her hand in slow circles on Jonah’s clit, enjoying the little sounds of pleasure he made, while occasionally checking to make sure Zach was still paying attention. Satisfied that he was, she climbed on Jonah and straddled his leg, grinding against him while pushing her knee against his clit. Jonah moaned and shifted his weight onto Suong’s leg, so they were tribbing each other on the patio loveseat.

All the while, Zach watched, grinding his teeth. Using our friend to try and make me jealous? Well, two can play at that game. Thinking this, he grabbed Avery by the arm and yanked her over to him. She squeaked and stumbled into his angry erection, which he ripped free of his pants with a flourish. “Wanna dance, Aves?” he said, his cock pressing against the fabric of her shirt.

“I, ah, um… if you want me to?” she stammered, her face fire hydrant red. Contrary to her hesitant speech, her cool hands were wrapped around his shaft and moving delicately up and down it, her touches slow and almost dainty. “I’ve, um, never done anything with …a penis…before…”

All of Zach’s irritation at Suong melted away. How could Avery be this adorable? Maybe he needed to take a step back here. Maybe he should enjoy this for his and Avery’s sake, and not just because it would make Suong jealous.

“You can use more pressure than that,” he said, his tone becoming more gentle. He wrapped a hand around hers as a guide. “That’s it. Firm, with steady movement. Get a bit of precum from the tip on your hands. There you go. Ah, fuck.”

After a few more strokes, Avery tentatively lowered herself to her knees. This surprised Zach, who would have been content with a handjob. “You sure, Aves?”

“Mmhm,” she hummed, never taking her eyes off the bobbing head of his penis. Experimentally, she opened her mouth, as if thinking about how wide she had to open it in order to accommodate him. “I just…put it in my mouth? The whole thing? It’s kinda big.”

Zach flushed. Way to give a guy an ego boost. “Just do your best. Have you watched porn? Just try to mimic what they do. Kinda, move your lips up and down it…ah…yeah, just like, mmm, that…”

Meanwhile, Suong was struggling to stay focused on her end goal–make Zach jealous. Jonah had slid his hand under her cunt and was currently fingering her as she grinded against his leg, which felt really good. She responded in kind, working her middle and index fingers inside him, until they were mirrored, coiled around each other like snakes on a caduceus. The two of them slid over, so that Jonah’s back was on the couch with Suong on top. Jonah leaned in, and Suong readied to kiss him.

But Jonah bypassed her lips, instead moving his mouth against her ear. “Maybe a threesome would do the trick?”

Suong grinned. “Good idea,” she whispered back, curling her fingers inside him, eliciting a little mewl of pleasure. She poked her head over the back of the couch, where she could see Caleb through the sliding glass door, sitting at the kitchen island and reading his book. “Hey, Caleb! I need some help over here.”

Caleb heard Suong call for him. Closing his book, he wandered over to the door and slid it open. He froze, trying to process the situation in front of him. Zach leaning back against the railing of the deck, eyes closed. Avery on her knees, her lips wrapped around Zach’s cock, bobbing her head with an almost worshipful attention. Jonah, naked and entwined with Suong, who crooked a finger to beckon Caleb over, a finger still coated with the juices of his crush.

Caleb’s mind skipped like a record. Something’s not right. Jonah, Jonah naked. Suong has him. Jealous? No, no, they want me too. Wrong, this is wrong. Fuck, pussies stacked on top of each other. So hot. Zach and Avery… they’re just friends. I want that. Her or him? Both? It’s normal, normal, normal.

Caleb felt a vein pulsing at his temple. Absentmindedly, he held his hand against it. Different parts of his brain were shouting over one another. Not normal. Not normal. Is it? I want Jonah. I want Suong, too, but not like how I want Jonah. They’re fucking. They’re friends? Pranking Zach, maybe? Doesn’t matter. We’re friends. It’s fine. It’s normal. It’s normal?

Jonah sat up on one elbow, resting his chin on Suong’s shoulder. “Come on, Caleb!” he said, doe-eyed in mock innocence. “We want you here, too.”

It was more than enough to overpower the last vestiges of rationality Caleb possessed. His clothes were off before he realized his body was moving, his stick-and-poke tattoo of a wilted daisy flexing across his naked abdomen. He descended on them like a rabid dog, shoving his swollen member between the two bodies and fucking the space framed by Jonah and Suong’s labia, like a pistil amidst the petals.

“Aw, c’mon, put it–mmm–inside me,” Suong panted, wiggling as Caleb thrust between them. She was surprised by how good it felt–Jonah’s body held Caleb’s cock right against her clit, and the friction and pressure were delicious. Based on the sounds Jonah was making under her, it must have felt similarly for him.

Caleb didn’t bother responding. His last, stubborn shred of inhibition was screaming at him that actually fucking Suong or Jonah was going too far.

Just you wait, the house seemed to hum. Give me a day to work my magic, and we’ll see how you feel in the morning.

Zach observed Caleb joining the fray with a detached fascination. Oh, that’s right. I promised Jonah I’d interrogate Caleb, he thought, basking in the sensation of Avery’s hot mouth around his dick. He was trying to be gentle, to will himself not to move, to let Avery take the lead. It was her first time, after all. Well, surely that will be proof enough for Jonah that Caleb likes him back.

Zach frowned. Actually, why would it be? This is just some fun between friends. Nothing flirtatious about it. Mentally, he sighed. There’s no way either of them will get the hint at this rate.

Then, Avery discovered a particularly wonderful movement with her tongue, and all Zach’s thoughts about playing matchmaker for his friends took off like a flock of startled birds. “Holy shit, Aves, do that again,” he murmured.

She did, and Zach ascended.

Too soon, however, she popped her lips off the end of his length and stared up at him, looking a little bashful. “Um…” she began, slurping back a line of drool that had involuntarily dripped out of her cock-filled mouth. “You know you can rely on me, right?”

“Uh…yeah?”

“I’m not fragile. I like helping my friends. I want to be useful. You can…use me.”

“…And?”

She hid her face in her hands, the tips of her ears turning scarlet. “…I want you to fuck my face, Zach.”

“Oh. Oh. Uh, yeah, I think I can do that.”

Zach grabbed the back of her head and let himself go, shoving her throat down on his cock. She coughed and spluttered, but when Zach eased up a little, she reached up and pushed his hands back against her, urging him to keep going. “Hit the side of my leg if you need me to stop,” he said, pulling her head up and forcing her back down again. She let out a strangled moan, and the vibration on his dick nearly made him lose it.

He established a steady rhythm with his thrusts, finding a depth that made Avery gag but not choke. Avery looked entranced, rapturous, her eyelids fluttering with her eyes rolled back, her throat going lax out of pure willful submission. It almost looked like she was enjoying this as much as Zach was, which couldn’t be true, because Zach was feeling so, so impossibly good, and–

“Oh fuck I’m coming,” Zach gasped, tensing up and pushing Avery’s head down on his dick as he shot load after load down her throat. Finally, he let go of her, and she tumbled backwards, hacking up wads of Zach’s cum onto the deck. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, are you alright?” he asked, crouching down beside her.

She coughed a few more times, shaking her head and waving him off. “I’m ok, I’m ok,” she croaked. “Just, wasn’t ready.” She took a deep lungful of air and looked up at him, eyes sparkling. “That was… exactly what I wanted.”

He helped her to her feet, and he was struck by how shy she sounded, asking him to use her. Asking him for what she desired. He wanted to tell her that she could always tell him what she needed, and he’d be delighted to do anything in his power to give it to her. He wanted to tell her that she was allowed to wish for things, and that as her friend it made him happy when she let herself be selfish. “Of course. I’ll fuck your mouth anytime you want, Aves,” he said, instead.

Avery smiled, and Zach knew she knew what he meant. “Thank you.”

A movement on the periphery drew the pair’s attention, and the two of them turned to watch Caleb jerk away from the coiled pair on the couch, grab himself, and furiously finish himself off with his hand. Suong and Jonah gasped in delight and scrambled after him, wrestling with each other to try and catch the lion’s share of cum on their face. They ended up being coated almost evenly, with Caleb doing his best to share his load between them.

There was a moment of shared silence between the five of them punctuated only by heavy breathing and the buzzing of summer insects. Eventually, Suong’s gaze slid to Zach, and their eyes met.

Then, to everyone’s shock, they started giggling uncontrollably.

“I don’t even remember what I was mad about,” Suong said, after catching her breath.

“Same. I was definitely overreacting,” Zach admitted. “Truce?”

“Truce,” Suong said. She stood and looked down at her sticky body, arms raised as if repelled by the filth. “But now me and Jonah are covered in cum, and Avery’s covered in drool and cum, and neither of you penis-havers bothered to get us off before going soft. So I propose that the three of us go take a shower and rectify both situations.”

“Seconded,” Jonah said.

“Majority rules,” Avery said weakly, wobbling over to Jonah and Suong and linking arms with them. The trio returned to the cabin, laughing and jostling each other, leaving the aforementioned penis-havers alone on the deck.

Caleb sighed, running his hands through his hair. He pulled his pants back on and took his vape out of the pocket. He took a hit and looked out over the lake.

“Sooooo…” Zach drawled, crossing his arms and leaning his elbows against the railing of the deck. “You and Jonah?”

Caleb tensed. “What do you mean?”

“I mean, you’re obviously into each other. When are you gonna ask him out?”

“Dunno.” Caleb let out a breath of smoke, pearly in the harsh sunlight. “Dunno if I’m ever going to.”

“Why?”

“It’s not–” he frowned. “It’s not fair to him.”

“What the fuck does that mean?”

“…I’ve liked him since middle school. Since before he was a guy.” Caleb sighed when his friend still didn’t get it. “Zach, I started liking him when he was a girl. Isn’t that disrespectful?” He tapped a finger on the wood of the railing. “Some part of me must still see him as a woman.”

Zach had to stop himself from busting out laughing. “Dude. Liking him doesn’t mean you secretly think he’s a girl. Maybe you’re just bi.”

“But that’s just it. Jonah’s the only guy I’ve ever had feelings for.”

To be fair, Jonah was barely outnumbered by Caleb’s female crushes. Caleb didn’t catch feelings easily. He wasn’t like Zach or Suong, with seemingly endless free time and energy to devote to the pursuit of romance. He kept his heart guarded, and his time was monopolized by working two jobs to pay for college. If he was going to devote his feelings and attention towards someone, he had to already know they were worth it.

“So?”

Caleb cocked his head. “So what?”

“That’s one more guy crush than I’ve had, my dude. And I’m, like, the Platonic ideal of a straight guy. You look up ‘hetero’ in the dictionary, and you’ll find a picture of me.” Seeing the troubled look on Caleb’s face, Zach clapped a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Look, man, I think you’re massively overthinking this. You like him, don’t you?”

“Yeah.”

“And he likes you back, right?”

Caleb thought about all the little moments from the trip so far. The warm smiles Jonah gave him whenever their eyes met. The blushes at every little touch. How flustered he’d seemed when he realized they were sharing a bed. The way he nearly pushed Suong off the deck to try and get Caleb’s cum on his face. “I think so.”

“Then go for it, dude!” Zach smiled, eyes twinkling mischievously. “Just be yourself and be honest about your feelings. If you do that, I have a feeling everything will work out just fine.”

Be honest about my feelings. Caleb could do that. He took another long, contemplative hit of his pen, looking out over the mountains and thinking about boypussy.

His matchmaking duties performed successfully, Zach stretched one arm over his head, grabbing his elbow and leaning to one side. Maybe he’d go for a swim in the afternoon, get a bit of cardio in. Deciding this, he turned and was about to head back inside when he noticed a flash of red against the wood backdrop of the deck out of the corner of his eye. It was Avery’s sketchbook. She must have forgotten it out here, Zach thought, picking it up.

Zach was no artist, which meant he didn’t know that a sketchbook was akin to a personal diary, a place to work out feelings and express private thoughts. Therefore he thought nothing of opening the journal and flipping idly through its pages. What he saw made him raise an eyebrow.

The last few pages were filled with pencil sketches of him and Suong fucking. Some of the scenes he recognized from the previous day, when Suong was so obsessed with her movie that she wouldn’t pause it for even an hour to go upstairs and fuck. But some of them were entirely original, invented from Avery’s imagination. There was Zach taking Suong from behind, her long hair wrapped around his fist, her eyes crossed in ecstasy. Next to it was them fucking standing up, Zach’s back to the wall, Suong’s left leg thrown over Zach’s shoulder in a feat of flexibility he doubted the real girl could pull off. Just below that Suong ran a worshipful tongue down a lovingly rendered depiction of Zach’s penis, with careful attention paid to the marbling of his veins and the bulge of his glans. She’d drawn it larger than it was in real life–Zach’s size was perfectly average, but the penis on the page was massive, nearly as long as Suong’s head. At first that embarrassed Zach–would she prefer if he were bigger? But then he realized Avery wasn’t drawing with a reference in front of her. This must be how she saw him, how big she remembered him to be.

Dear god, how was he already hard again?

Suong, too, was drawn like a Venus, her tiny chest blossoming into perfect hills of flesh, her skin radiant, her ordinarily sparse eyelashes becoming long and seductive. Avery paid special attention to the shading of her hair, light dancing down each strand as if refracted through clear water. But as flattering of a depiction as it was, it was still clearly Suong. Avery had captured her mannerisms perfectly, from her sardonic half-smile to the way her eyes rolled back in her head when she came.

It was like she couldn’t choose between two muses. A modern Pygmalion, with Suong and him as Galatea.

Arousal building, Zach flipped to the most recent page. The drawing there was unfinished–Avery must have been interrupted halfway through. But what it was was still unmistakable.

Zach and Suong lying opposite each other on a bed, both attending to the body of the figure they encircled. Avery’s body.

Her self portrait was a meek little thing when compared to the god and goddess she’d drawn herself between. The lines were rougher, the anatomy less carefully proportioned, the lighting less defined. It was clear her form was an afterthought, despite being centered on the page. It was a strange reversal, to see the divine worshipping the mortal. Suong nestled her face on Avery’s thigh, caressing her sex, while Zach pressed his lips into Avery’s hair, his hand on her breast. Avery seemed to be coming undone at their touches, her eyes closed, her lips frozen in eternal parting. She wanted this. She wanted them.

Suddenly, Zach knew exactly what he needed to do.

He shut the sketchbook, tucked it under his arm, then returned to the cabin, chuckling to himself at the irony of giving Caleb relationship advice when Zach himself had overlooked something so obvious in his own love life for so long. When Suong was done in the shower, he would pull her aside, show her the journal, and explain his idea. Somehow, Zach had a feeling she’d be just as onboard as he was.