[Spirit of Lust 2] Chapters 35 & 36. (Patreon)

Chapter 35: Tension between siblings.

The last few nights had been dreamless, or at least I couldn’t remember having any dreams when I woke up. That Wednesday morning, however, I had vague memories of dreaming about… certain people.

I sat at the edge of my bed, rubbing my eyes and shaking my head, frustrated.

In my dream, I had seen Mila, Grace and Sarah. They’d been naked and close to me. That wasn’t a big surprise, all things considered. The surprise (and the eeriness) was that I remembered seeing my sister and my mother as well.

I shuddered. I’d seen Isabelle’s naked body in front of me, and I remembered the feeling of wanting to reach out. I’d seen mom sitting naked on the living room couch, grinning seductively at me.

Maybe having sex was messing with my hormones or something. I didn’t know. I’m no scientist. But dreaming of my sister and my mom couldn’t be normal, right?

Perhaps more surprising, though, was that I had dreamt of two girls I didn’t see much. Alice, the student council president, and Noelle, the secretary. They were both gorgeous girls as well, certainly enough for me to fantasize about every once in a while, but I didn’t talk to them enough for me to dream about them.

…I wanted to have sex.

I found myself wishing any or all of my three new… sex friends were there with me. I wanted to touch them, kiss them and hear them moan. My heart was pounding at the prospect of getting to do something with them today.

I took a shower, put on my uniform and went down to the kitchen. All without incident, thankfully. Mom was already there, in her work suit plus an apron as she made breakfast. Like I said, none of us knew how to cook much, but scrambled eggs were well within our skillset.

Mom, Isabelle and I ate together and left the house. Mom went to work in her car while my sister and I walked to school. We walked next to each other, silent and awkward. She kept glancing at me, her lips parting to speak before she stopped herself. After that happened like three times, she finally spoke.

“Hey. When did you get so fit?” she asked with something of an accusative tone.

It almost irked me. It sounded like she thought I had no right to be fit. It would’ve bothered me more if I had gotten this body with my own hard work, but that wasn’t what happened.

“…I worked out in my room during summer.” The lie came out smoothly enough, surprisingly. I HAD spent most of summer in my room, and with Isabelle barely ever going in there, she had no way to know I was lying.

She raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? Why didn’t you say anything?”

“You would’ve laughed at me.”

She winced, knowing that was true. She would’ve laughed and said I wouldn’t last a week. To be fair, she would’ve been right. Maybe. There was a chance I’d have stuck with it only to prove her wrong.

“And how’s it going with those three troublemakers?”

I almost started something over her way of referring to them, but I abstained. Not worth it. “They like having me around. I like being with them.”

“You know they’re just playing with you, right? They’re probably interested now that you look… better, but I wouldn’t be getting any ideas if I were you. You’ll only get heartbroken.”

I snapped. I grit my teeth and shut my eyes to hold myself back, but the tone in which I spoke to her was low and ice cold.

“So I’m that unlikable? Am I such trash that there is no way anyone could ever be interested in me? For whatever reason?” I shot my sister a side glare, and it felt awful. But that wasn’t the first time she said something similar.

She flinched and took a step back. “W-Wha…?”

“I have no idea why they suddenly took an interest in me, Isabelle, but it beats being alone. You go have fun with your friends and leave me be. “

I walked ahead of her. One foot in front of the other without looking back. I didn’t hear her complain, and by the time I reached the school gates, she wasn’t even behind me anymore. I think I walked even faster than I intended.

With a low grunt, I went into the main building. I was still feeling upset and I didn’t want anyone to see me like that, so with 30 minutes left until class started, I naturally went to hide in the old music room.

I stood looking out the window, towards the empty yard. I clicked my tongue as I replayed the event in my head. I snapped at Isabelle, but I could hardly blame her for saying what she did. It was true. I’d thought of it myself, and would still believe it if I didn’t have that sense that the girls genuinely liked me, if at least for the sex. Nevertheless, I didn’t fully regret what I said either. It was easy for her to say whatever she wanted, from a position of having friends, a boyfriend and no issues talking to anyone and everyone.

I wanted to change. I had to change. I would change. I didn’t need to become a social butterfly, but I couldn’t continue being scared of interacting with others. Being with Sarah, Grace and Mila was helping, so even if I did end up heartbroken, I had to give it a try.

I just… wanted to make it last for as long as it could.

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Chapter 36: Another talk with Thomas.

First period went slowly, but I tried my best to focus. It was better than letting my mind go back to my snapping at Isabelle for the 10th fucking time. The bell rang and I put my notebook away. I looked to the girls, and they were also getting ready. I was having my usual dispute with myself, wondering if I should approach or wait for them to come to me, when a familiar voice grabbed everyone’s attention from the door.

“Oliver, you here?” It was Thomas. He searched the room with his eyes until they fell on me. He smiled and waved. “Sorry man, can you help me with something?”

I gave him a silent nod and stood up. I looked at the girls, but they just waved at me with easy smiles. I walked up to Thomas and had to look up at him.

“The P.E. teacher wants me to get some things out from the storage room for the next period,” he explained. “Are you free or am I interrupting something?” His eyes traveled with curiosity toward the spot where Sarah, Grace and Mila were talking.

I felt the heat rise to my cheeks and started pushing the big guy in the direction of the storage room, with him laughing as I did.

Thomas and I walking together must have made for a funny sight. I didn’t know his exact height, but he was at least a head and a half taller than me, if not a bit more. I was already short by usual standards, but next to him I looked like a dwarf. Not to mention his overall build was about twice as big as mine, with bigger arms, broader shoulders and muscles that made his shirt a little tight. And of course, there was also the fact that he was a pretty well-known and popular guy in school walking next to… me.

The P.E. storage room was outside the main building, right next to the gym. There were all sorts of implements in there, from balls for different sports to mattresses and springboards.

“We need the cones, the agility ladder, the springboard… Ah, and I think your class will be playing volleyball, because the teacher asked me to check that the net was okay.”

Volleyball? Of all things? I wasn’t good at sports to begin with, but volleyball was such a different kind of beast. I couldn’t even get the ball over the net.

“Anyway, I asked you to help me mostly as an excuse,” Thomas admitted, smiling sheepishly. “How are things going? No troubles in paradise, I hope.” I began thinking of a way to answer that, but my brow furrowed while I did, and that seemed to have given Thomas the wrong impression. He grimaced and asked, “Oh no. What happened?”

I had to quickly shake my head. It was difficult finding the words to explain the entire situation, but maybe I didn’t need to explain EVERYTHING.

“…They asked me to hang out outside of school.”

“Oh!” Thomas smiled enthusiastically at that. “That’s great!”

“T-The thing is… I don’t really get it.” I swallowed. “They asked me out… separately.”

Thomas narrowed his eyes, now puzzled. “Sorry man, I’m gonna need a bit more here. Did they all ask you out without the others knowing?”

I shook my head and took a deep breath. My ears were hot just from talking about this. “I’m going out with Mila later today, with Grace on Saturday and with Sarah on Sunday.”

“Oooooh, that’s what you meant. And they all know?”

I nodded.

“But wait. Are these like… dates?”

I flinched. “I… don’t know.” I swallowed, trying to get rid of the knot on my throat. “I don’t think so. They said ‘hang out’, not ‘go on a date’.”

Thomas held his chin in contemplation. “Alright, I can see why you’d be confused now.”

Wait, really? So it wasn’t just me being socially inept?

“Have they been fighting among each other? Getting possessive over you or the like?” he asked, to which I shook my head.

“…The opposite, actually.”

“Really?” Thomas raised an eyebrow, looking truly surprised. He thought about it a little more, but in the end… “I’m sorry man, but this is completely outside my field. Whatever you have going on there, is totally different to any relationship I’ve ever had.”

That wasn’t very surprising. I knew from the beginning this wasn’t normal. “S-Should I… go through with it anyway?” I asked hesitantly.

“Hm? Well, of course you should!” Thomas said, patting my shoulder with enough force to almost knock me down. “If it’s fun, you like being with them and they’re okay with it, then I don’t see why you should be afraid. Just be aware that if they want to push for something more serious, you’d be responsible for the happiness of three girls.”

I flinched.

“Okay, it might be way too soon to be thinking about that,” he laughed. “Sorry, sorry. Let’s get this done quickly so we can at least go pee before next period.”

I started gathering the cones while Thomas searched for the springboard. Then all of a sudden, I heard him curse. I looked at him and he was glancing down at his phone with a scowl.

“Sorry Oliver. Could you finish up here? I’m being called for something important. I promise to treat you to a burger tomorrow.”

He looked genuinely guilty, and I already knew Thomas was a busy guy. I didn’t mind, so I nodded to him and he smiled in relief.

“Thanks man. Seriously sorry about this.”

He took off running, and I was alone in the storage room. I decided to get the springboard since it looked like the heaviest and wanted to get it done sooner rather than later. To my surprise, carrying it wasn’t difficult at all. I got it all done even before the bell rang.