Your cock is beautiful – 36

“Your cock is beautiful” Part-36 Continues……

“MONTHS!?” Mia screeched “What do you mean ‘months’? You’ve been fucking my brother behind my back for months!?”

“Oh, whoops.” Stella said, “Yeah it’s been a while I guess. Basically we-“

“God, I don’t want any details!” she interrupted.

Stella just laughed again.

Neither girl had looked at me yet, and I was content to let them sort it out. I was still confused by Stella’s complete lack of concern at her best friend’s anger.

“I wasn’t going to give you details.” she said, “I was just-“

“How?” Mia interrupted again, “How is this even possible…? I mean… when? Your parents aren’t gone that often!”

“Fridays, usually. After you go to sleep.” Stella answered calmly.

“Oh, so what you… you wait for me to fall asleep beside you and then go across the hall to fuck my brother!” she shouted, “and then what… just slip back into bed with me?”

“Well I always shower afterwards.” Stella said, managing to sound slightly offended.

“Fuck.” Mia said, “This is insane… And why are you smiling?”

“I’m just waiting for you to stop freaking out so we can talk.” she said.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Mia demanded.

Stella hesitated, and I finally said something.

“I asked her not to tell anyone.” I said, and finally Mia turned to me

“You asked…? But why would you keep this from me?” I watched as her anger quickly melted into sadness. “I thought we were supposed to be friends again…”

“Yeah well why do you think that is?” I asked, “I mean, we weren’t friends when it started.”

Mia frowned, but didn’t answer.

“Why do you think we’ve been getting along so well lately?” I continued, “When it started… I didn’t know what was going to change between you and me, if anything. It just seemed easier to keep it a secret. And then suddenly you’re making me sit with your friends and inviting me to parties… It was easier to just keep it private. I mean, God, who wants to have this conversation?”

Mia thought about this, and slowly seemed to accept it.

“So this… you two are all friendly… it’s because you were… involved?”

I nodded.

“So… what?” She said, looking at us both, “What… what the fuck is this?”

“It’s just sex.” Stella said, easily repeating the lie I’d told her to.

“Just sex?” Mia said disbelievingly, “Jesus Stella, I never thought I’d hear that from you. I mean… you hate sex. You don’t even masturbate!”

“Yeah, I used to hate sex.” She said, “But… you know, it turns out it’s pretty fun when you’re doing it right.”

A hint of a smile appeared twitched at Mia’s lips before she frowned, looking back at me.

“And you… both of you, I mean. I thought you hated each other…”

Stella shrugged.

“It’s pretty hard to stay angry at your only source of orgasms.” She said lightly.

That got her. Mia couldn’t help but laugh a little, and then she seemed to finally relax. She let her shoulders drop, and sat down on top of the table. I tried not to think about what we’d been doing on that surface the day before.

“Jesus.” She sighed, taking her head in her hands, “This is so surreal. I mean, I’ve spent the last few months hoping you weren’t about to suddenly turn on each other again, and now…”

Stella sat down next to her, barely flinching when her badly bruised ass took her weight, and I moved over to lean against the counter. Stella hadn’t stopped smiling the entire time. I guess she knew that Mia would eventually relax.

“Ok, so explain this to me.” Mia said, lifting her head. “I mean, why keep it a secret?”

She looked at me when she said this. I knew from the way she’d reacted earlier that she was surprised I was the one who wanted privacy. It probably didn’t make sense to her; a loser outcast like myself would probably have been screaming from the rooftops if I’d so much as kissed a girl like Stella, whereas she would probably take a fair amount of criticism just by being associated with me.

Or maybe not. Even as I thought about that reasoning, I couldn’t be certain how accurate my assessment was. Would anyone really care who Stella slept with?

But then I thought about how quickly my classmates had surrounded me after my confrontation with Mike. How at least half of all conversation between Mia, Lissie, and Becky during lunch was focused around who was fucking who, and how, and where. They were obsessed with other people’s business.

“I’m just a private person.” I said, “It’s no-one’s business.”

“Alright… I mean, most guys would want to spread something like that around but…” she trailed off, and I smirked. “God, and I’ve been pushing Becky on you this whole time, jeez…”

“Oh I don’t mind if he wants to hook up with someone else.” Stella cut in, “It’s none of my business.”

I flinched at this admission. This was a weird enough conversation without bringing that whole thing into it.

“Seriously?” Mia said, turning sharply to face her, “You don’t care if your boyfriend sleeps around. You.”

I guessed this was related to what Stella had revealed to me this weekend, about her parents being unfaithful.

“He’s not my boyfriend.” she answered simply. “I don’t own him.”

Again I frowned at her, feeling like she might be getting close to dangerous territory. I felt exposed enough just talking about my sex life with Stella in a general sense, I didn’t want the dark details to even be touched on. Mentioning ownership at all was definitely a risky area.

Mia just shook her head, amazed.

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