It was a minimum day at school and even though me mates were telling me to go hang with them I wanted to go home. I knew you’d be there. You can fool our mam into thinking you’re off to school but I know better. Maybe if I caught you at home maybe we could hang out, talk or whatever…
I said goodbye to me mates and hurried home, the sun in my eyes, my hands sweaty.
The idea of spending any time with Noel was making me nervous . I try not to think too much about me and him. It’s gotten so awkward between us that I almost feel like he’s avoiding me.
How pathetic, what a sad cunt I am, hurrying home to see my brother when I can be out with friends. Nice, remind meself to kick meself later.
I get home and I already know he’s there.
His bike leaning against the side of our house, his window is shut but I can definitely hear music.
I opened the door and dropped my backpack on the floor and made my way upstairs.
Walking towards the room the music grew louder,my heart beat faster. Why do you have this effect on me? Why do you make me feel so?
I can hear the song now it’s those damn Smiths again.
I hear you talk, and I hear another voice.
I put my ear to the door, holding my breath.
“It’s just me an’ you, no one’s home.”
“Turn the volume up just in case anyways.”
A flush of annoyance washes over me.
Should I go in and ruin everything? Should I scare them. Should I just go..
The music grows louder, my heart pounds harder. I press my ear right to the door to try to listen through the music.
“Just take it off.” Noel orders, the girl giggling.
My face is flushed, I quietly go back outside, the cool air outside calms me down a bit. My hands are shaky. Why does this affect me this way?
I hear the window open, the music and a stream of smoke waft out.
I see the ladder leaning on the side of the house, Paul must’ve left it there when he cleaned the gutters.
Without thinking much I pick up the ladder and quietly put it beneath our bedroom wall.
I wait a few minutes for the smoke to stop and start climbing.
The window is open, the curtains were drawn shut but the breeze would blow them open, the smell of the spliff Noel was smoking still hung in the air.
Noel was still standing. His hands wandering over the birds arse. She had her hands and Noel’s shirtless chest.
The skinny twat, what the fook does she see in him?
He whisperes something I can’t hear into her ear and she turns around, her back to him.
He’s now undoing her shirt, cupping her breasts and is kissing her neck, lovingly.
I didn’t know the guy could be so gentle.
He then unhooks her bra and she’s exposed.
First time I see a pair of tits not in one of Paul’s magazines, nice one.
He bites at her ear and she giggles some more. Her hand reaches for something behind her and struggles a bit trying to find something but ay the look on Noel’s face she finds it quickly.
Noel turns her around and then I see it.
I don’t even know why I’m looking or why I can’t stop.
Noe, his pants undone, his dick out hard.
Suddenly I feel a bit angry but what I most feel is hot.
I try not to think about the growing pri=oblem in my own pants and keep watching.
He gently pushes her on the bed.
Smiling.
I’ve never seen him so happy.
He leans forward and starts to remove her panties. Little frilly pink things.
Another pinch of annoyance, I wonder if that’s what he likes. Pink frilly things.
What makes her so special?
She start sucking him off like it’s no big deal.
The thought that this is probably not the first time they’ve done it on his bed.
Why the fuck do I care?
I mean I do sleep on the bed, cunts, they could at leats change the sheets.
He runs his hands through her hair, biting his lip.
I feel another twitch down there and I start to feel a bit nauseous, maybe I shouldn’t be watching but I can’t help it.
Little beads of sweat run down his face and his hair starts sticking to his forehead.
He throws back his head and moans. My stomach turns.
“Fuck, like that, do it again.”
She lays back down on her back and Noel’s on her.
Grabing her tits and licking them, she’s obviously enjoying her self. A little too much.
He starts pumping rather fast and I can’t help but bite back a giggle.
The cunt still has his shoes and pants on, so much for romance.
“Oi!”
I almost fall off the ladder.
“What the fuck you doin’ up there kid!” Paul yells from bellow.
I start going down the ladder as fast as I can.
“What the fook is goin’ on!”
Shit.
Noel sticks his head out the window, still sweaty.
I start laughing.
“What the fuck Liam! What the fuck you doin’?”
He chucks a pencil holder, pens and all at my general direction.
“I didn’t see nothin’, nothin’ to see down there anyways!”
“You fookin’ cunt get yer ass in here!”
“You cheeky bastard!” Paul punches my arm laughing.
Noel disappears and I know he’s going downstairs.
I make my way to my bike and start to ride off.
I look back and see Noel in the middle of the street flipping me off, still shirtless. Paul is on the sidewalk still laughing.
I flip him off too with a grin. It’s best I don’t come home until our mum is back.