Chapter 4

“Jake. Come here.” It wasn’t a command, but a request, from Kylie. Jake noticed she was wearing a t-shirt of his and some shorts, presumably his Mom’s. Robotically, Jake moved forward until he was standing behind the two of them.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t remember, I, well, I should have, shit, I should--” he was cut off by Kylie, who turned toward him, an impish grin on her face. Jake noticed that her stiff nipples were pressing outward against the t-shirt, then looked up again, and realized that he’d been caught doing that too.

Kylie put her arm out and touched Jake’s shoulder with her hand. “Hey, don’t apologize. You’re a hero to us. There were no other houses we could have easily walked to. So please, these are cool. You show amazing ... detail. How long have you been drawing?”

At Kylie’s touch, Jake felt his cock stir somewhat, and he wished he’d jacked off before they showed up.

“About five years, I guess. It’s just a hobby.” He was paying close attention to Kylie’s eyes because he didn’t wanna get caught looking at her breasts again. That meant he wasn’t paying any attention to Jenna, who had opened up a drawing pad and was looking at some other sketches.

“Well, you’re amazing. You should try and get some of your work in a gall--” and Kylie was cut off by first a sharp intake of breath, and then a question from Jenna.

“Who is Kaela? And ... wow...”

Jake’s blood ran icy cold. He simply closed his eyes in shame and prayed silently that she didn’t go past Kaela and the blank pages.

Kylie, on the other hand, looked over at her younger sister and saw that she was slowly leafing through a sketchbook, but this one had much more risque drawings. She could see the pleasured look on a young brunette who was being mounted in the doggy position by none other than Jake, her nipples dragging in the sand beneath her.

The flip of a page brought Jake leaning up against a graffiti-covered brick wall, his shirt open, pants crumpled at his ankles, a brunette crouching down in front of him, her face blocking any view of Jake’s genitals. From the look on his face, it was obvious that she was pleasing him orally.

And finally, another page flip, this one showing the couple wrapped together tightly in a 69 position, this Kaela, according to Jenna, on top, her mouth above Jake’s cock, her lips and tongue coated liberally with his spend.

“A friend. Not really. Not ... anyone.” Jake just turned and left the room, thinking about going for a swim in the ocean to perhaps France.

He sat down in the living room once more, numbly flipping through his taped options until he selected Skull Island. He was at least twenty minutes into the movie before he saw the two of them again. Kylie sat on the sofa with him, while Jenna plopped into a wide recliner, curling up with a pillow.