I Can Barely Feel Anything Real

five

This simple kiss, the plain act of placing your mouth on the one of another, turned into more.

In the small frame of 5 minutes, Kyle had proceeded to part my lips with his tongue, removed his shirt, and slid his hands under mine. All this in the awkward position of him being on top of me on the narrow, short couch.

None the less, I was loving it.

Kyle had just begun to play with the back of my bra, and neither of us heard anyone come on the bus.

"Wadda fuck, man? Kyle, I don’t enjoy watching you make out with my sister. I would appreciate it if you stopped." Kyle removed his mouth from mine and we both looked up, to see Caleb standing there.

"I also," He continued "Don't like watching you feel up my sister. Can you remove your hands from her body?" Kyle withdrew his hands and held them up in the air like he was being arrested.

"Thank you!" Caleb smiled, and turned to the fridge. He got out four water bottles and exited the bus.

We heard laughing from outside. Someone, presumably Jonathan, yelled "Don't get too busy. We have to go on in 30 minutes!", making everyone laugh harder. Kyle just grinned and pressed his lips to mine again, snaking his tongue in between my lips and returning his hands to their former positions.

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After 20 minutes of this extremely enjoyable pastime, Kyle got up.

"I have to go play. I already missed soundcheck, and I don't want Caleb beating me up for touching you in any way he would find unsuitable." He grabbed some water and pecked my pouting lips once more, before leaving the bus.

And then I was alone again.
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