“I wonder why mom and dad called,” I mused out loud.
“No idea. Can we just not tell them about this?” she pleaded.
“Of course,” I said slowly. I didn’t need a lecture from my mother or father about modesty and such. Carly ran out of my room fast.
I grabbed some clean shorts and a t-shirt and sat at the desk. That was weird. Carly was really concerned with me not telling anyone she walked in on me in the shower. I mean, I get that it was embarrassing for both of us. But why did she think it was Karina?
And then it hit me. I admit that I’m a little slow on the uptake at times. Carly was naked, and planning on getting in the shower with Karina, who would also be naked. They would both be naked. Together. And there is usually only one thing people do when they are naked together. Was my sister planning on having sex with Karina? In our house? In our bathroom? In the shower, with me in the adjacent room?
Whoa. That was a lot to process. I started thinking. They had always been close. Constant sleepovers for years on end. Hell, they were sharing a bed now. And there had been those rumors among the guys early on in middle school that they were lesbians together. Those had dissipated fairly quickly as both girls had dated regularly since. I knew a couple of guys who had boasted about banging the both of them, although presumably not at the same time.
But now that I thought about it, they had seemed closer since Karina moved in. They sat closer together on the couch or in the back of the family SUV. They held hands off and on, they touched each other’s hair and giggled a lot. That was just something I assumed girls did, because I am a stupid boy who would not know better.
My mind kept racing. Were they really involved? What would mom or dad say? Or did they know? No, there is no way they’d be alright with her living here if they knew. Although… mom was pretty open with us about sex. She made sure we grew up knowing how to do it safely and lovingly and not to let our bodies be taken advantage of. Dad never said much out loud, but he would nod along with her speeches about condoms and making sure we treated our partners with respect. No, I still did not think they’d approve.
Then, I saw them both naked together in my head. Oh my. I mean, I didn’t see Karina totally nude, but I sure had no problem picturing the parts of her I had not seen. The thought of them showering together got me rock hard again. Had they done that before? Did they just share the water or were there other things going on? Did they kiss, make out, touch, feel, rub, finger, or lick each other? My hand was in my shorts rubbing my cock now. I knew there was no other choice.
I stood and dropped my shorts and boxers. I faced the bathroom door, because it seemed like the best place at the time, then started to jerk off. I pictured the scene in my mind, buoyed by all the girl-on-girl porn scenes I had ever seen in my life. Carly sneaking up behind naked Karina, feeling her ass, soaping up her tits. Karina turning around to kiss her, tongues dancing about. Water running between them. Then Carly down on one knee, mouth planted between Karina’s legs, licking her labia softly, Karina moaning for her to go faster while squeezing her massive tits. Carly licking at her friend’s pussy, while reaching a hand between her own legs to finger fuck herself at the same time. Karina pressing my sister’s face into her body as she climaxed.
I shot more cum onto the bathroom door. Three, four, five strong blasts, causing me to groan out loud. I was catching my breath when I heard a knock on my bathroom door.
“Trev, are you alright in there?” Karina asked sweetly. I yanked my shorts and boxers back up and sat in the desk chair just before she poked her head around the door.
“Yeah, just stretching and I banged my foot on the desk.” I lied, desperately hoping she wouldn’t notice the mess on the door below her, or that my shorts were not buttoned.
“Ok, just checking. You sounded like you were in pain. Are you busy with something?” she asked. She was so nice to me. And there I was, picturing her naked as she spoke.
“I was just playing a game for now.” I tried to sit up a little and grabbed the mouse to fake clicking it around a few times.
“Carly and I are going to go eat. You haven’t left the house in a couple days,” she said, smiling. “You want to come with us?” she offered, her tits straining her top. It took all my strength to not stare right at them as I answered her.
“Sure. Let me just change clothes first,” I said, my eyes fixed on her titties.
“What’s wrong with what you have on?” she asked innocently. “It looks nice on you.”
I pulled the bottom of my shirt out and down some, hoping it would fully conceal my undone fly. “This shirt has a stain on it. Just give me a few and I’ll be ready.”
There was no stain, of course. Well, there might actually be one now, I thought to myself, since I hadn’t properly cleaned up after my orgasm.
She smiled and closed the door. I could hear voices on the other side of the door as I walked past to grab a different shirt. She and Carly were talking away. This was very normal. Maybe things wouldn’t be weird around Carly, but I doubted it. I pulled on a nicer shirt and headed to the living room.
They had decided on a Korean BBQ place nearby that I didn’t think Carly liked, but that I really enjoyed. Karina steered the conversation as we ate. She kept us on simple enough topics; what projects I was working on, the classes they were taking this upcoming semester, what were they building in the old lot across from the Baptist church, their plans after graduation. Perfectly normal, unassuming discussions. Carly seemed to come around as we kept talking. This was probably the most time we had spent talking to each other in years. She and I simply led different lives.
Then Karina looked me in the eye. “Trevor, Carly told me what happened earlier.”
I was a bit shocked she was bringing this up here, in public, where anyone might hear.
“Umm… yeah. No big deal. Shit happens sometimes.” I stammered, looking down at my feet.
“I … well … we don’t want you to have the wrong idea about things,” she continued. “It is important to both of us.” She squeezed Carly’s hand.
“Look, it’s none of my business really. One way or the other. It’s all good.”
“We’re not lesbians,” Karina stated, louder than she really needed to. “I’m going out with Derek Lowrey later tonight.” Derek was a frat-boy type who had graduated with me last year. I didn’t much like him.
“Ok. Sure. No big deal.” I was not comfortable with this discussion at all.
“It’s true,” Carly piped up, for the first time in a while, “We both are very attracted to men.”
“Good. I mean, I’m happy for you. Really, I don’t really care one way or the other.” I started to stand up, to hint we should get going.
“But we do like to spend time naked together,” Karina spoke up. I sat right back down. Well, most of me sat down. My dick started to stand up on his own.
“Umm” was all I could utter.