'I'm not okay.' The words rang over and over in Scott's head until he couldn't think straight. What did Isaac mean? Why wasn't he okay? Why had he kissed Isaac? Why hadn't he pulled away when Isaac had deepened it? Why had he enjoyed it? He wasn't gay, was he? Why was he still painfully hard? Without even thinking he send a quick text to Alison, it's a Wednesday, her parents were out, and it was only seven, she could easily come over for a few hours without them knowing she had been gone. It only takes her ten minutes to get to his house, by this point Scott had snapped back to reality, he would talk to Isaac, he would sort it out then. He had also tidied all their chem, putting the notes away into a corner, so when Alison came in the room was basically spotless.
Scott hears Alison's car before its even parked, he runs down the stairs and opens the door just as she steps onto the porch. She looks amazing, the sun is setting behind her, she is wearing low cut denim shorts with patterned tights, a white strappy top tucked into her shorts, a grey beanie, a black leather jacket and biker boots. She is perfect.
'Hello beautiful, you look unreal' Scott whispers pulling her into a soft kiss while closing the door behind her. He grabs her around the waist, lifts her up so she wraps her legs around his waist he moves his hands so they are supporting her ass. He carries her up the stirs while she nibbles on his neck, giving him a line of small love bites, he moans softly into her ear. Once they are in Scott's room she kicks off her boots, throws her jacket over his desk chair and grabs him.
She pulls him close to her, kissing him harshly on the lips before sitting back on the bed so her head direct from Scott's crotch. She unbuttons his jeans, pulling them down slowly, only just to his knees, she palms at the bulge in his boxers, teasing him before pulling them down as well. Scott leans down and kisses Alison again, hands on her waist as he does so. He lifts her top up from out her shorts and over her head breaking the kiss. She pushes the hem of Scott's shirt up as well revealing a light trail of hair; she kisses down the trail, her hands on his hips. As she gets lower, scot can feel himself growing harder. It is not long before, she is taking him full in her mouth, slowly at first, just sucking lightly at the tip, teasing the slit with her tongue, and then suddenly taking his full length into her mouth, right until her nose touches the soft covering of pubes. She continues this pattern of long and short, fast and slow movements and it is not long before Scott's hips begin to buck with each taking. When Scott does finally come Alison swallows every single drop.
Scott leans down and kisses her softly pushing her back onto the bed, he takes his jeans fully off and clambers onto the bed, she has already pushed herself up so her head is resting on the pillows, she had her knees bent, and she is smiling at nothing. He crawls up the bed putting himself in between her legs so his now only half hard cock is rubbing against her, he can feel the heat coming from her even through her shorts, he unbuttons her shorts with one hand while cupping her breast with the other. She helps him pull off her shorts and tights flinging them across the room. He kisses her on the mouth once more before moving along her jaw line, to behind her ear, and then down her neck, nipping at the sin every now and then before he stops just above her collar bone to suck in a love bite. When he is satisfied he continues down, when he reaches her breast he moves one hand behind her back to unclip her bra which then falls away easily. He takes one of her nipples into his mouth sucking it until its hard, and then the same with the other. Alison moans in pleasure, her breathing has become rapid, her heart beat increasing. Scott continues on, getting lower and lower, when he reaches her hips he slides his entire body down he can get down low. He begins by teasing her clit with his tongue, very softly, before licking his way inside her, he can feel how wet she is for him, how much she wants him. She tastes amazing. She is moaning his name over and over when he feels her whole clench slightly before relaxing he knows she is close, he stops, pulls his head away and smiles cheekily at her.
'Scott I swear to god, if you don't fuck me right now I will...' Scott doesn't let her finish her sentence before he is there, his mouth covering hers, while he slowly teases her with the tip of his dick, she begs him again and he obeys, sliding slowly inside her at first, before gaining speed and depth, soon he is balls deep and thrust hard and fast inside her while she moans constantly, almost squealing in ecstasy when he bites down on her neck again. She mover her hips in time with his trusts allowing him even deeper access than before. It doesn't take long for her orgasm, already so worked up from Scott's tongue, her breathing become rugged and harsh, her toes start to curls very slightly and she moans louder than she was before,
'Oh god, oh my, oh my god, Scott, oh Scott...' with one final gasp she orgasms, she would swear it was one of the best she has ever had. After Scott's feels Alison's juices all over his cock from when she came it doesn't take him long to join her, rejoicing in his second orgasm of the night he moans her name into her ear as he comes inside her, thankful once again for her being on the pill.
It takes Scott a few minutes to work up the energy to pull out and roll over to lie beside her on the bed instead of on top of her. He pulls her close, wrapping his arms around her and they fall asleep tangled up in each other, tired, sweaty and happy from the sex they had had. Scott has a restless seep his dreams are filled with Isaac and Alison all at once, they are trying to make him choose, and at first he feels like it's not even a choice since Alison is his girlfriend but then he remembers the kiss with Isaac and he doesn't know. He wakes from his sleep to Alison shaking him saying she has to go, that it was past midnight and her parents were going to freak. He kisses her goodbye before basically sleep walking to the shower; he washes himself quickly before clambering back into bed. His room smells of Alison and sex, but also of Isaac, he falls asleep concentrating on Isaacs sent.
In his dreams Isaac tells him that he can try and convince himself that he doesn't want him, that he is totally straight by having meaningless angry sex with Alison, too prove himself, but it means nothing.
He wakes in the morning wondering if that was the only reason he had texted Alison, too convince himself what he had felt and done meant nothing.