Let's hang out and watch porn

It was one of those warm sunny days where the breeze gently blew across the island, sending the seagulls rising through the skies on pockets of warm rising air. The sky was a powdery blue with huge, fluffy white clouds and the tourists were sunning themselves on the beach while their kids played in the ocean. Of course, the infamous Wilder family was also present at the popular Paradise Beach stage, performing live music for the enjoyment of all.

But what really made Buster's day, was that he was at home.

After covering shifts for his coworkers all damn week, on top of livestreaming the latest chapter of Poppy Playtime and keeping up on his homework, it was his day off. And the last place he wanted to be was anywhere near that goddamn coffee shop. Or even the entire beach. Nope, the only place he wanted to be right now was right here at home. His mom had headed out to a video game conference in California with her team just this morning, so it was looking like he was going to spend the entire weekend alone.

Well, aside from Dixie, that is. The cute little pomeranian happily trotted over to him as he turned to look at her, her head rising to meet the underside of his outstretched palm. At least he wasn't going to be too lonely. Granted, a small part of him wanted to call Celi up and invite her over, but she'd been excited to head to the beach with Mimi for the music show. After dealing with shitty customers all week long, he didn't want to see them on the beach today. Besides, he had a much better way to spend his day.

He was going to chill at home and watch porn.

And not just any porn. He'd gotten the raunchiest, most boner-inducing porn he could find and set up the living room couch so that he could crank out all the stress he'd been under all week. Nothing like some all-day self love to ease away the troubles and make yourself feel good, all at the same time. He'd drawn the curtains to keep the glare off the screen and was all set to go.

Of course, it'd be so much more fun to be watching it with someone but he didn't actually expect company. Even if he had invited Celi's gorgeous friend to join him. Lu was his kind of girl in all honesty - fun, flirty, adventurous - but he'd already taken an interest in Celi. At least the two of them had become fast, flirty friends. It was a breath of fresh air to have someone like Lu around to flirt right back whenever he made a pass at her. Moreover, she didn't blush and shy away when he brazenly invited her to his place to watch porn with him. She just laughed like some mischievous nymph, gave him a teasing wink and told him she'd think about it.

And he'd responded that he'd be thinking about her.

He hadn't been lying about it. Her habit of flouncing about in a bikini had Buster imagining her almost nightly and he wasn't too concerned about keeping that a secret from her. And her reaction? She'd been pleased. Pleased. Pleased with the information that her new friend was masturbating to her. He was getting hard just thinking about it. About Lu. He hadn't even started the disc yet. Fuck.

"I'm horny." He complained to Dixie, but she just cheerfully yapped at him and trotted over to one of her chew toys. "Thanks for your compassion."

Buster had already started the disc when the sudden sound of a knock made him sit bolt upright and pause it before anything actually started happening. The skittering of tiny clawed feet sounded as Dixie raced for the door, barking with so much excitement that she bounced backwards with each "waof" that left her. Was... was that her? Did she actually show up? He leapt over the arm of the couch, thankful that he was still fully dressed, and ran to the door, flinging it open.

"Lu?" He asked in obvious disbelief.

There she stood, surfboard in hand, with the sunlight shining down on her beautifully tanned skin and looking like every teenage boy's wet dream. Her red bikini left little to the imagination, but Buster would much rather see rather than imagine right now. He wasn't expecting the lacey white cardigan, but it looked great on her. He swallowed hard. "I didn't think you were coming." He admitted, vaguely registering that Dixie was circling around Lu and begging for attention.

"C'mon in, it was just starting." He moved to usher her into the house, which was clean and had just the right amount of space. Most of the walls were white or a pale ocean blue and the floors, cupboards and tables were a light oak. He'd been barefoot of course, but there was a mat where his and his moms shoes were located.

"Welcome to my place. Mom's out for the weekend, but maybe you can meet her next time?"

Relief flooded back into him and he calmed down as Lu strode in comfortably and made herself at home. Of course Dixie was snuggled up to her side immediately basking in the attention she was being lavished with. What a lucky little bundle of hyperactive fluff. As for whose dick he had to suck to get the place...

"It's a secret." Buster teased with a cheeky wink as he plopped down on Lu's unoccupied side, "But actually, Mom's been living here for years. You'd have to ask her. She's an indie game developer, by the way."

With that, he picked up the remote and hit play. The typical story - if it could even be called that - began to play out as the actors gathered together for what everyone was really watching this schlock for. The porn. Unsurprisingly, the plot took less than two minutes before they started sloppily making out and taking each other's clothes off. A corner of his mouth quirked up as he glanced over to Lu.

"Exotica" Buster mimicked in the same crappy, near-robotic way the dude onscreen had delivered his lines, "I know we've only just met, but I'm so horny for you."

Dixie's speedy departure only made Buster crack up all the more. He snorted out a barely-withheld laugh and had to bite his lip to keep his composure together for what he was about to repeat next. How anyone could say this with a straight face was beyond him, but he was up for the challenge. No matter how stupid it was.

As dramatically as possible, he grabbed the black tank he was wearing and attempted to tear it from himself the same way Hulk Hogan would. Unfortunately, he only succeeded in popping a couple stitches. "Fuck." He let slip. Damned high quality clothing. Quickly he slid it over his head instead and flung it to the other side of the room. He puffed up his chest in the same absurd way 'Maximus' had and the light from the screen glinted off his nipple piercings. He looked her directly in the eyes and tried not to laugh.

"I hope you're ready for my 'bitch-breaker'."

Buster's cackling fit and the stupid face he'd made with his waggling eyebrows and chin jutting out was only allowing him to suck in shallow breaths from laughing so hard. He'd tried asking her if she was okay when she'd rolled off his lap and onto the floor, but seeing her laugh at his antics only made him go harder with them. When they finally had calmed down enough to where they were breathing somewhat normally, he opened his mouth to answer her question only to feel her suddenly flick one of his nipple piercings.

The result was instantaneous.

It was a surprised mixture of a yelp and a moan, sending the boy jerking sharply back. "Why would you do that?!" He demanded dramatically, still reeling from their obnoxious stunt. He clutched the assaulted nipple theatrically and gave her his best pouty face... which was admittedly difficult, since he was still amused, "I'm a sensitive boy."

When her finger gently made contact with his skin and teasingly circled his nipple, his breath shuddered and his nipples hardened. Fuck, that feels so good. Buster thought, even as she was clearly plotting something. And of course, of course she flicked it again.

"Hey?!"

Both his hands shot out of their own accord and pinched her nipples through her flimsy bikini top in retaliation. "There! How do you like it?"

He'd been expecting an indignant shriek of surprise and perhaps a further assault on his piercings at most, not the loud, unrestrained moan. Buster was so caught off guard to see Lu arching into him for more that he couldn't bring himself to let go right away. Especially when she gripped his thighs firmly and pushed her breasts into it. She was into it.

And it turned him on.

She was a breathtaking vision, eyes fluttering closed and chest heaving slightly with desire, and he wasn't sure when his fingers slipped from her nipples. But as her eyes opened and her lips curled, he knew he was in for it.

Lu was faster than he was, catching him off guard and pinning him beneath her on the couch. Her hands clutched his wrists on either side of his head, her legs straddling his hips and she grinned down at him like a predator that had just captured its prey. It was hot. She was hot. And she sat prettily atop his pelvis with his cock hardening beneath the small scrap of red fabric that hid away the spot he'd love to sink inside right about now. He wondered briefly if she knew how much she was making him horny. She probably did know, and was using it to torture him.

He liked that.

And now she was declaring that he'd have to pay for making her feel good? Well, two could play at that game. He had the audacity to give her a - definitely fake - shy look. "Don't bully me," Buster teased in a breathy moan, "I'll cum."

The way Lu had been looking at him - as if she was just barely stopping herself from asking him to fuck her - had sent a surge of desire racing down his torso and directly into his crotch. What a deliciously cruel temptress she was, playing with him the way she did. She knew his sex drive was ridiculously overwhelming even on good days, and that the things she did to him made his body sing like nothing else could.

But she'd hold herself back because he'd mentioned that he liked Celi.

Thinking back on that absent-minded comment, only brought him regret. Yeah, the rosette had made his heart do a flip when he'd first met her, even as she was angry at his idiot cousin for touching her ass. Of course John was interested in her too, and it was easy to see why, but that didn't make things any easier. She'd been the first girl to make him feel something aside from just lust and Buster had grabbed onto that feeling, intending to pursue it with everything he had.

At first, Buster thought he'd be the better boyfriend for Celi, considering they were both smart and had somewhat complimentary backgrounds. Besides, she and John always seemed to be pissing each other off. Yet for some inexplicable reason, this seemed to draw them closer. The rosette always seemed to be gravitating towards him, even with Buster's best attempts to be a gentleman with her. She initially took his humor as him being a creep but had been treating him better as time passed, so he'd gotten his hopes up, but would it really amount to anything? Even now she was choosing to spend time with John.

If only he had met Lucia first.

Had she and her dad moved to the island before Celi and Mimi, Buster might've been balls-deep inside her right now and had her screaming his name. Hell, with the way their dirty humor and personalities matched up, they might have even had sex that first day they'd met. He'd certainly felt the attraction to her the moment their eyes met and felt a deeper connection than he could explain. And then he'd almost entirely fucked it up by being a sleaze and asking for dirty pictures of her to masturbate to.

But after a few days of teasing him, she actually sent him a few topless pics.

She'd sent them along with the teasing message of 'Have fun ;P' and his mind had been blown. And his load was blown later, many times. He'd lost count how many times he'd jerked off to those pictures, imagining her underneath him, or riding him, or in any number of positions. He'd text her, call her, invite her out to the beach or mall or whatever, just to spend more time with her. He loved the way she made his heart pound, made him laugh, and just made his days better.

It should've been you. His eyes accused wordlessly as she rolled her hips to grind her moist, barely clothed cunt against his raging hard-on. The action dragged a throaty moan of appreciation from him as he arched into her and rolled his hips into her a few times. The tip of his cock dipped into the clothed crevice and nearly drove him to give in and fuck her right then. They both wanted it and they both knew it, but neither could go that far.

But before he knew it, Lu had contorted them both into a spooning position on the couch so that they could actually watch the porno he'd invited her over for. He was still hard, but tried to reign himself in and behave. She still held his wrists prisoner but had manouvered them so that his arms were circled around her as they lay together on the couch. As horny as he remained, the feeling of holding her in his arms was still incredibly enjoyable, not to mention her rear - which was snuggled right up against his crotch.

His heart pounded against his ribcage as Lu placed his hands exactly where she wanted them. Buster was keen to help her out and slid both hands under her flimsy bikini without the slightest hesitation. Granted, she hadn't explicitly told him to slide his fingers under the fabric to rub her clit directly... but she didn't tell him not to either. So why shouldn't he?

His hands were warm and strong with long capable fingers, and found their targets as if he'd done this a million times before. One hand massaged her breast rhythmically with the actors movements on screen, the heat from his hand spreading across her skin as his hot breath fanned across the shell of her exposed ear. The other slipped between her legs and dipped two long fingers into her soaked pussy a few times to lube up his fingers in her juices before sliding them up to torment her clit. He knew he'd found it right away when her hips jolted against him suddenly.

So he set to work on the tight bundle of nerves with the same deliberate pace he'd massaged her breast with, only pausing his squeezing to circle her nipple before pinching it gently and giving it a light tug. Her hands squeezing his ass and guiding hips hips as the rocked into her backside only served to make him harder. Casually his tongue traced the shell of her ear and he blew into it as the porno continued to play onscreen.

The actors were now moving past their foreplay and the guy onscreen had bent his partner over and was fucking her doggy style. And quite frankly, despite the shitty acting, watching strangers get it on while he and Lu got each other off was getting him so hot he felt like he was going to burst. She was moaning like crazy, and it was definitely for show, but it didn't help his situation. So why not throw some gasoline onto the fire while he was at it?

"See how that guy's fucking her?" His voice was husky with unrestrained desire, "You ever been fucked like that?"

Christ she was gorgeous, trembling, moaning and grinding against him in a desperate pursuit of sexual release. It was a struggle to force his fingers not to immediately obey her breathy plea, but he managed to keep his rhythm steady and light. If Lu was going to torture him, he'd give it right back.

To prove his point, he trailed his fingers between her breasts lightly enough to tickle and took her ear lobe gently in his mouth to suck at it. Then he moaned deeply as he felt her pull the waistband of his shorts down to free his erection. His resolve crumbled instantly and his hands began to torment her erogenous zones. He pinched at her nipples and assaulted her clit until he felt it start twitching beneath his fingers.

At her moaned "no" he groaned and grinded his erection against her rear and parted her legs with the hand the was toying with her cunt. He slid his cock in the space between her thighs and thrust into the shallow space, rolling his hips so that his erection rubbed against her barely covered crotch.

"Do you want to be fucked like that?" His voice had a slight growl to it as he started thrusting harder, rubbing heavily across her cunt as he tortured her clit, "I could fuck you like that, but better. I could make you cum over and over until you scream your throat raw, begging me for more." His movements were merciless now and he was panting heavily in her ear. He was wound so tightly that he had a sudden lapse in his common sense.

"Do you want me to?"

Buster's breath shuddered as he clenched his teeth. Right. Of course. He wasn't allowed to have her the way he desperately wanted to, not only in this moment but every moment he touched himself while thinking of her. This was exactly why he needed her in his life.

Because she gave him exactly what he needed.

He wanted to be inside her, craved to fuck her in all the dirtiest ways he could think of, but he needed to be stopped from doing that. And that was exactly what she'd done. Without hurting him, without shaming him, without allowing him to do something he'd agonize over. He'd only agonize secretly later over not fucking her, even though it was the right thing to do.

So how come it felt like he was making the wrong choice?

But he could accept this. He could send her tumbling from the edge and gladly join her in the blissful oblivion of shared release, he decided as his hands moved like electricity over her. As he thrust furiously against her hot, slippery cunt. Harder, faster, almost wildly until he could feel his orgasm tear through him. Until his soaked fingers tore Lu's release from her body. Until his seed flooded out and coated her thighs, dripping down and onto the couch below.

Buster's chest was heaving against her back, his emerald green eyes screwed shut as he'd felt what she'd done. He knew that everything they done this afternoon was probably unacceptable, knew that he shouldn't have even thought of inviting her to watch porn with him. Especially since he'd wanted her so badly and she clearly wanted him too.

But he liked Celi.

He'd never done anything like this with the rosette though, hadn't even remotely considered it. Hell, he hadn't ever touched himself while thinking about her! The teen had initially believed that meant his feelings for her were the real deal. That he truly liked her more than anyone else. He... he did like Celi... didn't he?

Didn't he...?

If so, then how could he do this with her closest, most trusted friend? How could he touch her like this, ache to fuck her like this, make her cum on his couch like this, and why did it feel so right? And now that they've cum, why was it that all he wanted to do right now was take her clothes off and fuck her until they both blacked out?

He was fucked up. He didn't deserve Celi, he didn't deserve Lu, and he didn't deserve the kind of committed relationship other people were lucky enough to have. His hands slid out of her bikini top and bottom, but instead of drawing away from her as he probably should've done, he wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. He may not deserve her, but he didn't want to let her go either.

His mouth was still next to her and before he could stop himself, he started speaking. "What I've done to you is pretty fucked up. Especially since I like Celi. But... I also like you, and if you asked me to, I'd fuck you until your knees gave out, right now. I don't know what's wrong with me."

Buster's breath caught in his chest at her words.

He was touched deeply that even though things were messed up and that they had done things together that normal friends should never do, she was still willing to stick with him. It meant the world to him and he had no idea how to put that into words. He was going to have to really do some serious thinking about what he wanted and who he wanted to have it with. But he was absolutely certain on one thing - he wanted to keep Lu in his life.

Reaching a hand to run his fingers through her hair, he pulled her towards him and kissed her forehead. This was enough for now.

"Thank you." He murmured softly.