The Guy Next Door!

I slowly start to take my towel off when I hear some groaning from my bed, I take it as a sign that she is slowly waking up so I quickly chuck on my shorts and shirt and throw my towel off to the side of my room.

I sit on the end of my bed while I put my shoes and socks, when I hear more noises from the bed, but this time for like a moan. I do my shoe laces up and take one last look at Cassie and she looks peaceful sleeping.

I walk out of my room and close the door behind me, while grabbing a muesli bar from the pantry and eat it while running out the back.

“Finally! It’s about bloody time you ass whole, what were you doing? Saying goodbye to last night’s lay?” Andy asked while passing the ball to one of the other guys in the court

“Ummm, yea something likes that. Hey guys can I ask you something?” I ask grabbing a ball and throwing it towards the hoop but missing

“Well if you missed that basket it must be something big. Sure shoot.” Matthew says while catching the ball that missed that basket

“Do chicks do anything in the morning after they wake up?” I ask looking at my feet, thinking that it’s an awkward question

“What you think that they have to relieve themselves in the morning like we do?” says Matthew when he comes over to us and joins the circle

“Well yea. Do they?” I asked grabbing the ball off of him and throwing it towards the hoop again and missing once again

“I don’t know, but if I had a chance to see it, I would do anything, including, ditching this practise.” Andy says, signing for me to go inside.

I take the chance and run inside, I slowly open my bedroom door and peep through the crack only to see Cassie still asleep on my bed, and well I think she was asleep.

I slowly enter the room and she moans again, and that’s when I see all my mates by the window. They have the biggest smiles on their faces and are urging me to go on, luckily she wasn’t facing them otherwise they would have made faces and make me jump her.

With another moan, I could feel myself get hard and I could hear all my mates cheering now, they were that loud, and then I see her open one eye and she giggles.

“FUCK!” I yell as I bolt out of my room and straight to the backyard where I was met by about 12 guys with smiles from each ear to the next.

“So? What do they do?” Andy asked while covering his mouth with his hand

“They play tricks on you until you make a fool of yourself! I can’t believe she did that to me! That bitch! I’m going to kill her!” I said while pacing the court trying to ‘deflate’ after what happened

“Wait who was that any ways? And why would she play a trick with you if you just banged the shit out of her?” Andy asked getting in front of my pacing and trying to get an answer out of me

“So who go some action last night? And who played a trick on who?” asked my dad as he came out the back door with a basket ball in hand

“Nothing coach!” we all chanted in sync. Coach made it a rule that we wouldn’t talk about anything but basketball.

When practise was in session, basketball was the only thing on mind, but for me, basketball wasn’t the only thing on my mind today.