You had been friends with the Hughes brothers for a long time. Being friends with the Hughes's meant that you were invited to the lake house every summer. You had met Alex, Trevor, and Cole pretty early in their friendship with Jack, which led to you becoming friends with them too. You even you lived with Jack and Luke in Jersey, since you worked in Newark it made the most sense, Jack logic. You and Jack recently had started hooking up like once every three weeks and you had also hooked up with Luke but only like twice a year.

All five of them were attracted to you sexually and all of them new every detail of your sex life, you weren't a hoe or a slut or anything but you definitely knew what you wanted in bed and how you liked it. Never having been shy to openly talk about your sex life in front of the boys the tension had always been there, they've all jerked off numerous times thinking of you and the stories you've told about the men you've slept with.

This summer the sexual tension had been almost unbearable, and you finally had decided to do something about it. Y'all were gathered around the fire pit making s'mores, but they weren't focused on the s'mores. You wearing a t-shirt and some panties, you have never been shy to show off your body either, so they all were getting hard because every time you shifted your shirt rode up and they could see your panties. They also could tell that you didn't have a bra on, the chilly night air had your nipples pebbled under your shirt.

"You do realize you aren't subtle right?" You ask

"Well we all want you" Alex says.

"To fuck me?" You ask looking at him.

"Yeah" Luke says, "But we'll fight over who gets to go first."

You look at all six of them, "Easy, Jack and Trevor, then Cole, then Alex and Luke and last but not least Quinn" you say.

"Wait you want two of us at a time?" Trevor asks

"Yeah I've always wanted to have two cocks in me at the same time" you say winking at Trevor, "Most threesomes I've had they've been to chicken to try it."

Trevor and Jack stand up, "Let's go then."

You stand and follow them before looking at the rest of the boys, "Not coming to watch?"

"Seriously?" Quinn asks

"I wouldn't have offered if I wasn't serious" you say.

You, Jack, and Trevor lead the way into the house before you all settle in the living room. Quinn, Luke, Alex, and Cole sit down on the couch, after stripping since they are next, to watch as Trevor kisses your lips and Jack kisses your neck from behind.

Jack slides his hands under your shirt and plays with your tits causing you to moan into Trevor's mouth. Trevor slides a hand into your panties and feels you already dripping wet.

"Barely even done anything and your dripping baby" Trevor says spreading your wetness around before circling your clit.

"She's always like this" Jack says.

Trevor and Jack strip you naked before Trevor drops to his knees infront of you and places one leg over his shoulder and begins eating you out. Jack wraps one arm around your waist to hold you upright before kissing and biting on your neck.

You moan as Trevor uses two fingers and inserts them slowly before moving them in and out at a fast pace, you throw your head back onto Jack's shoulder as your pleasure increases.

"Tastes so sweet baby" Trevor says.

Jack whispers in your ear, "Cum for us baby."

You moan before cumming all over Trevor's fingers, Trevor groans as he works you through your release.

Trevor pulls away before standing up and kissing you, "You okay?" He asks

"Yeah" you say, "You two are way overdressed."

You help Trevor and Jack strip before Jack lays down on the rug, "Come on baby."

You straddle Jack and line up with his cock before sinking down slowly causing you both to moan, you lean forward and brace yourself on Jack's chest and look over your shoulder at Trevor.

"Come on" you say before pausing and winking, "Daddy."

The boys all groan at your words, Jack smacks your ass as Trevor lines up and sinks into you slowly causing you all to moan. Trevor gives you a few minutes to adjust before him and Jack begin moving in tandem.

You moan as Trevor thrusts into you and Jack thrusts up both hitting your g-spot, Jack reaches down and starts circling your clit while Trevor fondles your tits, pinching your nipples.

"Fuck taking us so well baby" Jack groans.

Trevor leans in and bites along your neck, "Good girl, doing so good."

You moan as your orgasm approaches, "Fuck I'm close."

"Good girl cum for us baby" Jack says.

You moan before cumming all over thier cocks, Trevor groans as his orgasm hits him immediately after and he stills inside you and fills you up. Jack thrusts a few more times before stilling inside you and filling you up with a groan. Jack and Trevor give you a few minutes to catch your breath before pulling out, both boys go get you some water.

"You okay?" Trevor asks

"Yeah that was amazing" you say.

Jack gives you a little kiss, "you up for more?"

"Yeah" you look at Cole, "Come on, your up next."

Jack and Trevor move joining the rest of the boys on the couch as Cole joins you on the floor, you push him onto his back and straddle his thigh.

Cole groans as you grind on his thigh, "Baby don't tease."

You continue moving his thigh till Cole's whining and begging for you to ride him, you move and line up with his cock before sinking down slowly.

"Hands above your head" you command, "No touching."

Cole groans as he does what you say, you moan as you begin bouncing on his cock.

You move slowly making Cole whine, "Mommy please faster."

You smirk before picking up the pace and moving faster, Cole whines as his orgasm gets closer.

"I'm close" He says.

"Wait for me baby" you say.

Cole whimpers as he struggles to hold back, "Baby please."

"Be a good boy and cum for me" you say.

Cole groans before he's cumming, he whines as you continue moving till your cumming with a moan of his name.

You two catch your breaths before you move off Cole and he goes back to the couch. You look over at Luke and Alex, "Alright boys your up."

Alex comes and gets infront of you and you immediately kiss the tip of his dick, Alex groans as you take him down your throat.

You moan around his cock as you feel Luke behind you, Luke slowly inserts his cock into your cunt. Alex groans as you begin bobbing your head in tandem with Luke's thrusts as he pounds into you, it doesn't long before Alex is cumming down your throat groaning your name. You swallow before pulling off his cock, you moan as Luke grabs a handful of your hair and pulls you up so your back is to his chest. Alex gets on his knees infront of you and starts kissing your neck, he reaches down and smacks your clit.

"Fuck she liked that" Luke says as you clench around him.

You moan as Luke smacks your ass as Alex smacks your clit, "I'm close" you say with a whine.

Alex continues smacking your clit and kissing your neck, while Luke wraps a hand around your throat and tilts your head back so he can spit in your mouth. You swallow which causes all the other boys to groan, "Fuck this is hot" Jack says.

You moan before cumming all over Luke's cock, he works you through your orgasm before pulling out and bending you over and cumming on your ass. He runs his fingers through his release before pulling you back up and making you suck his fingers clean.

Alex reaches down and sticks a couple fingers in your cunt before pulling them out and licking them clean, "Tastes so good."

They help you lay down on the rug before getting you some water, "You okay?" Luke asks

"Yeah" you say before looking at Quinn, "Your turn, but I will warn you it won't take long for me to cum again since I've came so many times."

Quinn approaches you, "I've been watching this whole time trust me I won't last long either."

Quinn lines up with your entrance and enters you slowly causing you both to moan, "Oh fuck so tight."

"Quinn move please" you beg.

Quinn begins moving slowly, "Oh shit I won't last long."

You moan as Quinn starts circling your clit, "Quinn I'm cumming."

Quinn groans as you squirt all over his cock, "Fuck baby."

Quinn thrusts a few more times before stilling inside you and filling you up. Once you catch your breaths Quinn slowly pulls out and helps you up, "you okay?"

"Yeah I'm great" you say, "we should do that again."

"Now?" Trevor asks

"Tomorrow" you say.

a little later he tucks himself into bed next to you, hair still damp from the shower, wearing nothing but boxers. he'd been icing something in his leg, splayed on the couch, rewatching old footage until the pain began to numb. but he was here now, tucked against your hip and staring at you with soft brown eyes.

"what're you looking at," you tease gently, moving your book to the side to look back at him. alex ducks his head, nuzzles his face a bit into your stomach. your hand lands in his hair, twirling a lock around your finger before you tease further, "alex,i asked you a question."

"just you, dumbass," he huffs back, a little grin forming on his lips. "like bein' close to you, y'r warm."

you can tell by the sluggish drag in his voice that he's tired. pitying him, and drawn away from the plot of your novel by now, you slide down in bed until your arms circle his shoulders. "better?" you ask, voice a gentle murmur against his crown.

alex's response is muffled but boyishly enthusiastic, his face resting snug against the swell of your breast. "mmhm, real happy here. g'night."

you close your eyes, then burst into giggles as he lets out an obnoxiously fake snore. "go to sleep, you're tired," you tell him, letting your shoulders drop as you get comfy.

it's quiet for a few moments before he mumbles again, "babe?"

with gentle fingers in his hair you respond, "yeah?"

"love you."

it's simple, just two words, but your heart soars in your chest and you're convinced alex can hear the uptick. he smiles against you, hand slipping under your tank top.

with one final goodnight kiss you whisper, "love you too baby."

Julie Caufield was obliterated.

Not tipsy. Not cute-drunk.

Gone.

Astral-projecting.

Belligerently affectionate.

She clung to Ines Kopitar shoulder like a baby sloth, giggling at the ceiling lights because she swore they were “twinkling on beat.”

“I think—I think the room is… dancing.” Julie announced proudly, pointing upward.

Ines sighed, rubbing her forehead. “You’re hammered.”

“I’m liquefied,” Julie corrected, leaning so far forward she nearly face-planted onto the table. “Like a smoothie.”

“Okay,” The older woman muttered. “Time to call Alex.”

Julie gasped so loudly people turned to look.

“NO! No, no-no-no-no,” she slurred, grabbing Ines wrist. “You can’t call Alex. He’ll see me like thiiiis.” She waved a floppy hand down her body. “And then he’ll think I’m—” she hiccupped— “a mess. A cute mess. But a mess.”

Ines rolled her eyes and called him anyway.

Alex answered instantly.

“Hello? Jules? Everything okay?”

Julie lunged for the phone like a piranha.

“Tuuurrrcooottteeee,” she sang into the speaker.

He paused. “Oh shit.”

She nodded vigorously even though he couldn’t see her. “Yeah. Yup. That. I’m— I’m very… alphabet.”

“You mean inebriated?”

“That one.”

“Where are you?” he asked, already grabbing his keys.

Julie leaned her entire upper body over Cat Toffoli’s lap and whisper-yelled into the phone, “I’m at— at— at a bar. The one with a door.”

“Jules, they all have—”

“WELL THIS ONE HAS TWO,” she shrieked, delighted at her own discovery.

Ines took the phone back before Julie broke the poor guys ear drum.

“Alex,” she sighed. “Please come get her.”

⸻

Alex arrived fast. Too fast. The kind of fast that said he left in the middle of something and didn’t care.

Julie saw him and nearly burst into tears.

“TURCOTTE,” she wailed. “YOU CAME FOR ME. THAT’S SO HOT.”

He blinked, then laughed despite himself. “Oh boy.”

She tried to run to him but her heel got stuck on absolutely nothing and she pitched forward. He caught her mid-fall, hands firm around her waist.

“Ooooh,” she giggled, poking his cheek. “You’re so handsome. It’s unfair.”

He picked her up bridal-style because walking was not an option. “Jules, you smell like a distillery.”

“I smell FUN.”

“You smell feral.”

“That too.”

He buckled her into the car and she immediately turned sideways in the seat to stare at him, eyes heavy-lidded, smile sloppy.

“You shouldn’t,” she slurred softly, “be allowed to have that jawline when I’m drunk. It’s dangerous.”

He choked. “Julie—”

“And your arms? Rude.”

“You’re drunk.”

“And you’re hottttt.”

He groaned. “Jules. You’re my best friend’s sister.”

“COLE ISN’T HERE,” she said triumphantly. “He can’t seeeee.”

“That’s not the point.”

“I think it should be the point.”

He tightened his grip on the wheel. “Seatbelt stays on.”

“Fine,” she huffed. “But you’re very pretty and I want to bite your—” she hiccupped— “neck.”

Alex physically swerved. “Jesus, Julie.”

⸻

At the apartment, she stumbled the second her feet hit the ground, so he scooped her into his arms again. She curled her fingers into his hoodie like a child.

“You’re so strong,” she whispered reverently.

“You weigh like two wet towels right now.”

“I LOVE TOWELS,” she shouted.

“Okay, sweetheart, let’s get you inside.”

She gasped. “Did you just call me sweetheart?”

He blushed. “Slip of the tongue.”

“I LIKE IT,” she declared loudly.

Inside, she clung to his hoodie strings like reins. “To the bathroom!” she demanded.

“Yes, ma’am.”

He sat her on the counter. Her legs swung wildly, hitting his thigh twice. She giggled harder each time.

“Let’s get your makeup off,” he said, grabbing wipes.

“Noooo,” she whined, “you’ll see my real face.”

“I see your real face every day.”

“You do?”

“Yes.”

“And you still like me?”

He froze. “…Of course I do.”

Her eyes softened, droopy and sincere. “You’re good to me.”

He swallowed. “You’re important to me, Jules.”

She blinked slowly like his words physically warmed her.

He wiped her makeup gently, like she was fragile glass. Her breathing slowed. Her eyelids fluttered.

“You’re so pretty,” she whispered.

“You’re drunk.”

“I’m not,” she insisted.

He laughed. “Yeah. You are.”

When he reached for her dress zipper, she threw both arms up dramatically.

“PEEL ME LIKE A BANANA.”

“Oh my god,” he muttered, mortified. “Julie—just—lift your arms.”

He tugged the dress over her head, immediately turning his body away as she ended up sitting there in just a bra and panties.

“Stop being shy,” she teased.

“You’re undressed,” he muttered.

“I trust you. And also I’m too drunk to stand up.”

He sighed and helped her into one of his softest shirts. It fell past her thighs. She looked small, warm, and heartbreakingly adorable.

“Your bed now,” he said.

“No.”

“No?”

She grabbed his hoodie string. “Our bed.”

“Julie—”

“Turcotte, I swear to GOD, if you leave me alone I will die dramatically on the floor.”

He snorted. “Okay, okay.”

She hauled him onto the bed with surprising strength for someone who barely had object permanence right now. She curled against him instantly, face buried in his chest, leg draped over his thigh.

“Mm,” she mumbled. “You’re comfy.”

He froze, every muscle tense. “Jules… remember you’re drunk.”

“Yes,” she said into his shirt. “And you’re warm.”

He wrapped an arm around her because resisting was physically impossible.

She fell asleep within minutes.

He didn’t sleep for a long time.

⸻

The next Morning, Julie awoke to soft sunlight and… warmth.

Arms. Muscles.

A chest underneath her head.

A breath against her hair.

And a hand.

Under her ass.

Firmly.

She didn’t move. Didn’t breathe.

Alex stirred behind her, inhaled—

—and froze.

“Oh my god,” he whispered, mortified. “Julie, I—I didn’t mean to—shit—”

She grabbed his hand before he moved it to far and placed it on her hip.

“It’s okay,” she murmured, cheeks warm.

He stilled. “…Yeah?”

She nodded, pressing back into him.

“Yeah.”

Alex exhaled shakily against her neck.

Neither of them moved.

Neither of them let go.

Neither of them asked the question hanging between them.

They just stayed there—

Closer than best friends.

Closer than roommates.

Closer than either of them would ever admit sober.

Tracklist

SONG