My Best Friend's Brother, a spicy short story
“You hear that, don’t you?"
I didn’t hear anything. The silence was so heavy I could hear the pressure on my ears and the chill pressing in on my lungs. It was just enough pain that the only thing hurting more was the shiver in my hands. I looked blankly at her as a paroxysm of cold sliced through my body in a wave from my scalp, down my spine, to my toes.
“Listen,” she said. She was on her tiptoes, as if she was ready for the wind whipping around us to carry her into the night. I was wearing a heavy jacket and jeans, but she was out here in a slip of a nightgown, as if the cold was a warm breeze. She was happy and I just wanted us to get back inside. She had enough to drink for the both of us.
It was a simple plan. Her parents were on a weekend getaway. I was going to wear something cute, and show up for a little Netflix and hope that Abby’s brother wanted to chill. What could go wrong? I mean, I was nervous about the same plan that I failed to execute all through summer, fall, and now winter. He was always on his way out, or he went directly to his room.
That didn’t stop me from thinking of him all day, and imagining what it would feel like to be in his arms and kiss him. I wanted to feel his stomach. I know what his washboard abs looked like, but I was dying to know what it felt like.
He wasn’t home, and she was in one of her moods. Somehow these moods made her weatherproof. Or it might have been the tequila.
When I got there, she grabbed my hand and pulled me through the expansive house full of warmth and back into the frigid air in the backyard, facing the lake. I was prepared for a short walk from my car. I had no intention of standing outside in the cold for some random sound. I felt another tingle. It felt like someone was watching us, but I couldn’t see anything in the soft glow of the crescent moon above us. The chill in my body became a separate feeling from the night air. “We should get back inside.”
Abby ignored me. I stood where I was and watched her bare feet sink into the mud, squelching and slipping with each step. It was like something was pulling her by the belly button out toward the water. “It’s calling me Jade. I have to go. It wants you too.” With that, Abby pulled her gown up and above her head and took sure steps toward the ice crested water.
It felt like I was in a trance and her creamy skin under the pale moonlight seemed to break a spell. I had seen her naked a few times, but seeing her long legs and bare ass made me just uncomfortable enough to snap me out of my shock. I like boys, but I also liked looking at her. And her Mom. They were beautiful with soft skin. I mean, I didn’t think I’d ever want to touch them, but I like the way it feels when I watch them sunbathing.
Sexual frustration aside, I needed to save her from herself. Her mental breaks were never fun, but this was more dangerous than her usual ones are. Her eyes were alight with mischief, and maybe a little glassy, but a solo game of bartending roulette will always do that to her.
Shrugging off my jacket, I lunged forward throwing it toward her. My feet were sliding in the mud and I grabbed the jacket as it was falling to wrap her in it. I held her by her waist, and got a face full of peach scented hair as we fell back. She twisted in my arms and we both ended up in a heap in the mud. I hit my butt hard on the ground, and my whole right side sloshed into the cold mud. Her body was on top of mine, and I pinned her to me, with my legs. She flung her arm back toward my face, trying to get up. If I hadn’t tried to avoid her, I might have saved my hair from the mud mask I was going to have to wash out. I was still trying to hold on to her, reaching for anything I could hold. She was giggling and squirming like a 5 year old being tickled. My hand ended up on her breast when Kevin’s voice rang out, “I have friends that would pay to see this. Now I need to go burn my eyeballs.” He slapped a hand over his eyes and started making vomit sounds.
He was home! And I was touching his sister. This was awkward.
“Kevin, help me get her inside. She’s drunk and being dumb.” Kevin came out, gingerly stepping around the mud, as I was struggling to hold Abby still. My adrenaline was pumping and for a moment, I forgot about the cold. He put his hand on my shoulder and I melted. I could smell the spicy warmth of his cologne and I blame him for that doe eyed look I gave him. He was letting his beard grow out to stubble and I was a fan. I liked the way he looked when his face was cleanly shaved, but I had a sudden desire to feel that stubble on my inner thighs. I leaned back, thrusting my chest toward his body, forgetting that I was holding Abby and she ran off toward the water again. Kevin smirked at me. The asshat knew what he did to me.
“Abbs, I brought pizza,” he singsonged.
Abby stopped short, sliding and squelching through the mud, barely holding my jacket around her. The lake people must not want her naked ass when her brother was around with the promise of food. She spun around and ran toward the house. My body was aching from trembling and my jaw was sore from my teeth chattering in the cold. I didn’t want to know anything other than how to get warm again. I was in pain and covered in mud. I knew Kevin was walking behind me and probably laughing but I didn’t care. I wasn’t about to go home in my car like this, and Abby was 3 sizes too small for me to borrow anything of hers. I was fucked and a little angry. I was emboldened enough to make demands.
Kicking off my shoes at the back door I kept walking without even turning my head toward him to say, “Kevin I’m using your shower and a shirt.”
I could see where Abby tracked mud through the house to the kitchen where the smell of pepperoni and pizza dough called to me. I was so overwhelmed, it also made me nauseous. I made my way down the hall to Kevin’s room. I’d never been in his room before. The plush dark blue carpet complimented the lighter blues of his bedding. He had a desk in the corner with a banker’s lamp in brassy gold and green. I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t a neatly made bed with a million pillows on it.
I carefully tiptoed my way to the bathroom and stripped off my clothes. I could hear Abby giggling in the kitchen. I imagined she was teasing Kevin the way she teases me. She knows I have a thing for her brother, but I don’t think she’d still be my friend if she knew I wouldn’t say no to her whole family. They’re all beautiful and I’ve had so many fantasies about them. I’ve noticed her Dad checking me out a few times, but there are some things you don’t do to your friends . . . Like ask their parents for a three some. That would be rude.
I started the water and the steam filling the bathroom helped calm my nerves. The sound of running water helped slow my breathing.
I was naked and about to step in the shower when the door swung open. I was expecting Kevin, since it was his bathroom, but it was Abby. I’m not sure if I felt relief. For a moment I thought about us showering together. I could help her with her back. She could help with mine. It could be innocent. We sleep in the same bed when we spend the night. Nothing ever happens. It could be like that. I just couldn’t stop thinking about her body and how it felt to touch her a little while ago.
“Hey Jade, I’m gonna go shower in my bathroom, but leave your clothes on the floor and grab something of Kevin’s from the closet. I’ll throw your stuff in the wash when I get out the shower.” Abby’s eyes were drooping and her speech was a little slurred. The pizza took the fun out of her buzz, but she was definitely still wasted. I could see the exhaustion in her eyes. After her shower, she was going to go to sleep and not wake up all night. I’ve crashed next to her like this, before. She took my jacket off and dropped it on the floor, walking casually and naked back to her room. I picked it up to grab my car keys and lip gloss. Then I threw it and the rest of my clothes in a corner, with a soft thump on the dark marbled tile.
Stepping into the warmth felt amazing. I could see the mud flow through my hair and off of my body. Abbey was fun to hang out with and she always had this ability to get what she wanted. I loved that about her. I could understand the tiredness I always see in Mr. and Mrs. Fuck Me Please Myers. It hasn’t gotten any better since we started college. My racing thoughts became languid as they seemed to slowly wash down the drain.
My body felt better and with relaxation came need. In Kevin’s shower, I picked up the bottles of shampoo and body wash to smell them. I thought of the way I wanted to melt into him when he barely touched my shoulder through my clothes and a warm tingle of need washed up through my body. I used his body wash, and imagined him in the shower with me. My hands were running a frenzied race to touch every part of my body. Teasing my nipple with one hand, my other one rubbed between my legs furiously. I could feel my body clenching in rhythm as my orgasm started building. I couldn’t stop the moan that came with my full release.
Seconds later I heard a deep groan just outside the shower door. I gasped in surprise and heard Kevin say, “fuck.” In my shock, I swiped my arm across the frosted glass to see him standing with his hand on his cock and his jeans around his thighs. He hunched over to hide his erection and his embarrassment was cute. He looked like he was about to turn and leave.
“What are you doing?, Wait, where are you going?” I asked. Sometimes the obvious wasn’t so obvious. I needed to make sure. Was he really turned on by me in the shower?
“Uh, sorry. I didn’t think you were in there yet and I also wanted to grab my lucky shirt so you didn’t wear it.” He looked uncomfortable. His skin flushed the most beautiful color and I wanted to see more of it. There was a pearly bead dripping from the tip of his cock and I wanted to taste it.
I was standing in the warm water, naked and still turned on. It was a moment I had been fantasizing about since his voice got deeper and he started lifting weights. I couldn’t let him go.
“Help with my hair?”
There wasn’t much talking after that, but that’s the first Myer’s family member I slept with and the last time Abby teased me about Kevin.