Here you go, target met: 600 PS
AN: Quick warning. No, there aren't any segs. But little exploration. And it might not be for everyone.
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They slipped out quietly, crossed the patio, and went inside.
Haley reached the storage room first and pulled the door open just enough for them to squeeze in. It was dim, cool, and smelled faintly of wood and cleaning supplies. Shelves lined the walls, stacked neatly with boxes, extra chairs, and random household things Jay refused to throw away.
Haley closed the door gently behind them.
For a second, they just stood there, close enough to feel each other's warmth. Jack looked down at her, eyes softer now that there was no one else around.
"Well," he said quietly, smiling, "this is definitely more peaceful than the backyard."
Haley laughed under her breath. "You have no idea how long I have been trying to get you away from my grandpa."
"I figured," Jack said. "I was starting to think I would leave here knowing everything about closet angles."
She rolled her eyes, then looked up at him, suddenly more serious. "I am really glad you came today."
"I am too," he replied without hesitation.
The words lingered between them for half a second. Then she reached up, took his face in her hands, and kissed him.
It was gentle at first, then deeper as he wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her even closer. Her fingers slid into his hair. Jack felt Haley's tongue on his and heard the soft sound she made when he ran his hand up her back.
They kept going, bodies pressed together, until they finally broke apart, breathing hard. Haley rested her forehead against his chest, feeling a little dizzy. She closed her eyes. His skin was hot. Her head fit perfectly in the curve of his neck.
They stood like that for a moment.
Then she looked up at him again, smiling mischievously. "We should do this more often," she said.
Jack smiled back. "I don't know. It might be dangerous."
She arched an eyebrow. "I like danger."
"Oh yeah?" he said before leaning in for another round of kiss and Haley gladly obliged.
They kept kissing as saliva dripped thanks to their tongue action. As her hands started exploring his back muscles, Haley began feeling his boner, and she smirked.
"What's wrong with the guest of honor? Am I turning you on?"
Jack let out a sheepish laugh.
"Can you blame me? I got a gorgeous girlfriend in a bikini standing before me and kissing me. It's like a dream come true."
He pecked the tip of her nose.
"Can you show me?" Haley asked, looking down at his boner.
"I don't know, Hales... we're not exactly alone here, you know..." Jack said as he looked at the door.
She kissed him again before mumbling against his lips. "Nobody is coming here. C'mon, just a peek."
"Fine, but only if you show me your boobs," He said before licking her lips.
Haley smiled coyly. "Deal."
They pulled back...
Jack pulled down his pants as Haley pulled up her bikini top. This was the first time both of them were looking at each other's intimate parts. Haley's eyes were stuck on Jack's big boner and Jack's eyes were stuck on Haley's perky boobs.
"So what do you think?" Jack asked with a smirk.
Haley stared up at him. "Honestly, pretty big, bigger than I thought it was gonna be." She had only watched porn before, and this was her first time seeing a real-life dick. She then looked at her tits. "Well, my boobs aren't that big. So... You know... I don't know if you like them big or..."
She almost became insecure about them.
"They are perfect and perky and I love them," Jack smiled, looking into her eyes.
Haley's doubts washed away as she asked with a smile. "Really?"
"Trust me, you are perfect," Jack said, unable to look away from her boobs.
"Wanna touch them?" She asked, walking closer.
"I would love that," He said. "But that'd be like I don't know... inappropriate."
She took his hand and placed them on her boobs.
It was the most beautiful thing he had ever touched in his whole life. Her boobs were perfect in his hands. He squeezed them softly, feeling their softness. It was the right amount of soft and firm. And he could feel her hard nipples on his palm.
"Wow!" He couldn't help but say it out loud.
She giggled at his reaction. His huge boner got even bigger. It now poked on her belly, but she didn't move back.
"I'm sorry." Jack apologized immediately as he slightly moved back.
"For what?" Haley asked, though she knew exactly what he was talking about.
He saw her lick her lips seductively before holding his dick with her hand and he felt a warm sensation, a bliss, a pleasure, a desire.
"Does it hurt?" Haley wondered as she went down to her knees and looked closer at his cock while slowly moving her hand, jerking him.
Before he could answer or stop her from going any further, they heard the sound of arguing inside the house.
Jack quickly pulled up his pants, and Haley fixed her top.
Haley carefully opened the door and peeked out. The entire family was there in the living room.
"We should get out before they get suspicious," Jack whispered.
"With that boner?" Haley whispered.
"I'll go straight to the bathroom and take care of it."
"You're going to jerk off?" Haley looked very curious.
Jack narrowed his eyes. "You're having too much fun, aren't you? I was joking. You think I'll still be hard in this situation?"
"Oh yes," She nodded twice. "Send me a dick pic?"
Jack chuckled. "You need to control yourself, girl."
"I'll send you mine," She whispered.
Jack shook his head. "Go out there and distract them, then I'll sneak out."
"Okay," she whispered. "Operation: We Were Never Missing is a go."
Jack smiled. "You lead. I'll follow."
They slipped out separately, Haley first, casually rejoining the group near the couch. Jack followed a few seconds later, stopping to pick up a mocktail and taking a big gulp to make it look like he was always there, sipping his drink.
[5 minutes later]
Jay stood proudly near the kitchen island, hovering over a tray of grilled meat like a general inspecting his troops. Phil stood opposite him, arms crossed, wearing an apron that said Kiss the Cook with absolutely no irony.
"Alright," Jay announced, clapping once. "We are doing this properly. Blind taste test. No bias."
Phil grinned. "I have nothing to hide."
Claire leaned against the counter. "This is so pointless. We already know how this ends."
Jay shot her a look. "We'll see about that."
Plates were handed out. Small pieces of meat were labeled only with numbers. Everyone took a bite.
Mitchell chewed thoughtfully. "Okay. One is good..." He pretended to be one of those master chefs. "Mumm! Very good."
Cam nodded. "Two is bold. It has that perfect balance of salt and pepper."
Luke swallowed too fast. "I like whichever one has sauce."
Alex adjusted her glasses. "Statistically, dad experiments more with marinades, which increases variance but also potential payoff."
Jay frowned. "This isn't a science fair."
Haley took a bite of each, then pointed without hesitation. "Number two."
Jack nodded. "Same. It got that nice balance and the meat is really tender."
Manny took a bite from both. "One is tougher, the other is tender. My vote goes to tender."
Jay's chest puffed up slightly. "See?"
Claire raised an eyebrow. "Dad… number two is Phil's."
The room went quiet.
Jay looked down at his plate. Then back at Phil.
"That is not possible," Jay said flatly.
Phil tried not to smile but failed. "Guess it is."
They tallied the votes. Phil won. Clearly.
Jay grumbled, stabbing a piece of meat with his fork. "Fine. Beginner's luck."
Phil clapped him on the back. "Hey, second place is still podium-adjacent."
Jay simply glared at Phil, which made him shut up instantly. He walked to the couch and slumped down.
//Phil's confession//
Phil rubbed his hands together and shook his head with a soft, self-conscious laugh.
"I don't grill to compete," he said, nodding earnestly. "I grill to connect. To bond. To maybe—just maybe—earn a quiet nod of approval from my father-in-law that says, You're not completely useless."
He smiled, hopeful and almost proud of himself, but the expression didn't last.
"So when everyone started liking my meat…" His eyes lit up and he leaned forward in his seat. "I thought, this is it. This is my moment."
He straightened up.
"I practiced what to say at the next pool party. I'll say, 'Alright everyone, bring out your meat... the grillmaster is here.'"
There was a pause. Phil winced slightly.
"…Okay. That sounded a lot better in my head."
He cleared his throat, then lifted his chin again, trying to recover some dignity.
"But still. I won. Fair and square. Blind taste test. Democracy. America."
His shoulders rose in a small, helpless shrug.
"And Jay didn't congratulate me."
Phil let out a quiet sigh.
"He just got… grumpy."
A small, wounded smile tugged at his mouth.
"So yeah. I beat Jay Pritchett at grilling."
He hesitated, the words landing heavier than he meant them to.
"And somehow… I still lost."
//Phil's confession End//
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[Around 4:00 PM]
The party slowly thinned out.
Cam and Mitchell gathered their things, Cam hugging everyone dramatically as if he were leaving for a year-long tour instead of a short drive home. Then said their goodbyes and left.
A few minutes later, Jack shifted his weight and looked toward Haley. "I should probably head out too."
She looked slightly sad. "Isn't it too early?"
"My mom is coming home today and it's been a while since I've talked to her... So..." Jack said with a little shrug. "I'll see you at school."
"Okay," Haley nodded.
Both of them walked together toward the front door. Jay and Gloria followed.
"Thank you for inviting me," Jack said sincerely. "I had a really good time."
Jay nodded, folding his arms. "You're a good kid. And you listened to my closet theory longer than most adults."
Gloria smiled warmly. "Next time, I will rescue you sooner."
Haley laughed. "Please."
Jack gave her a quick, quiet smile before stepping outside. "See you tomorrow."
"Yeah, tomorrow," she said. "Bye."
"Bye."
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