3. Camden
Camden
I was completely floored.
“Alex? I mean...Luke?”
Why the fuck did I say that?!
“Uh...yeah,” Luke said. “Alejandro is my middle name.”
Alex was Luke.
Of course. Because you should know everyone’s middle name and as someone who was just on Grindr and not honest about who they were, you should totally expect everyone else to be completely honest about themselves. I was so naive.
“Look. I can tell you’re kind of freaking out. But I won’t say anything,” Luke said.
“Get in here, “ I said as I pulled him into my room. “We can talk more with some paper-thin walls in the way.”
What was I thinking?
Well, let’s be real. I was thinking I’ve always crushed hard on him, and after that Grindr chat, it was clear he was also a stand-up guy.
Honestly, I had to drag my eyes off his body in the locker room.
His tan skin. Messy brown hair. Chocolate brown eyes.
A hint of stubble on the edge of his jawline.
He could be a model. Well, he was. He just posted on Instagram for Andrew Christian.
And yeah, I knew that. He was a teammate, after all.
Social media, the coaches said. That was why I knew that.
It had nothing to do with pseudo-stalking him for the last year.
“So, Ollie?”
“Ah, right. Also, my middle name,” I said sheepishly. “Wait, you didn’t have a tattoo in your photo!”
“It was an older photo. And did you know you’re cuter when you’re embarrassed. Why didn’t you tell me you were gay?”
I looked at him blankly.
“I mean, you are gay, right? Bi? Pan?” Luke asked.
“I’m...I’m gay,” I said. “And I don’t know. A couple of reasons, I guess? It’s just me and my mom, and I didn’t want to worry her even more. I guess there’s also the small part of me that is afraid she’d freak out and then I’d have no family.”
“I get that, “ Luke said.
“And I never told you because it seems so effortless for you. You’re so carefree all the time. I never thought it would be that easy for me.”
“Well, I hate to burst your bubble about me, but I wish something had changed with my parents when I came out.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, sitting down on the bed.
“They’ve never been emotionally close. They’re supportive to an extent, but never to the degree I would like.
It almost would’ve been a step up emotionally if they were angry I was gay.
That would actually prove to me they cared.
They’re going to be late to the games because of some business shit," he said, running his fingers through his hair.
“I don’t know what to say. I’m sorry. I should've never judged you like that.”
“It’s okay," he answered, leaning against the wall. "I’m fairly guarded with my feelings, so it’s not like you could’ve known. We pretty much talk about school and gymnastics and the team.”
“True,” I said.
“Any other questions, Ollie?” Luke smiled.
“Why don’t you have tan lines?” Oh my god, why did I say that?
Luke looked at me with a mischievous grin. “Have you been checking me out in the locker room, you perv?”
“Trying not to, Luke. Apparently, I failed at that too, but I also may have noticed on Grindr.” I felt my face getting pink. “The photo went pretty low.”
“That blush makes you look cuter too, Cam. And to answer your question, I go to a nude resort to tan every other week."
"You do?"
"Yeah, I do. You should come sometime. Can I kiss you now?”
“You still want to hook up?!” I blurted.
“Apparently, you failed to notice something else, Cam.”
“And what’s that, Alex?” I tried to play it casual.
“I’ve had a thing for you since you walked into my gym.”
I swallowed hard. And it was probably a bad idea, but I said what my heart was feeling at that moment, “Kiss me, please.”
“Yes, sir,” Luke said.
Luke closed the gap between us with two steps and gently grabbed the sides of my face.
His lips slowly pressed into mine, like he was savoring it.
My hands automatically went to his slim waist. His lips were perfect.
I took the initiative and stuck my tongue out tentatively, licking him.
He groaned and apparently that was the sign he was waiting for, as his tongue quickly entered my mouth.
It felt like we had been kissing for hours when he stopped and pulled back.
“This okay?” he asked, the concern clear in his eyes.
I looked down, then back up to him. He looked where my eyes went and could see my dick was already tenting my pants.
“Looks like it,” I said and smiled. “Can I see your jockstrap now?”
“My what?! How’d you know?” Luke asked.
“Your latest Insta. I’ve kind of had a thing for you, too. It’s hard not to when you post pics like that.”
“Looks like my no filter is wearing off on you,” he said. “I like bossy Cam.”
Luke turned around, kicked off his flip-flops, and slowly lowered his shorts to the floor. He turned his head, looking over his shoulder playfully. “Is this what you wanted to see?” he asked.
I couldn’t help the little growl that came out of my throat. I crossed over to him and pushed him to the wall.
“Put your hands on the wall above your head,” I said. He did it without saying a word. “Is this too much? I hadn’t meant this to turn into a dominance thing,” I said.
“No. It’s...ah...perfectly fine. But if you don’t touch me soon, I might shoot into my jock waiting for you.”
Fuck. I pulled at his tank top. His hands dropped long enough for me to yank it off. I ran my fingers through his curls.
“I’ve always liked your hair.”
He had no words to say back. I knew he was enjoying this as much as I was. I moved down his body, rubbing his shoulders, across his traps and down his back. Ugh...he had the reverse V. The little muscular lines on his back that drew attention to his great ass. Which he was currently arching out.
“Very clear where you want me to go next, Luke.”
It wasn’t great, so much as perfect, really. The term ‘bubble butt’ almost did it justice, but the jockstrap certainly hugged it in the right places.
As my hands reached his butt, he hissed, “Jesus, Cam. I’m kicking myself for not hitting on you sooner. This feels so good.”
I leaned in and nibbled his ear. “You look so hot right now. How am I ever going to do a Shirai or Tsukahara in front of you again?”
“Yeah, talk dirty to me, Cam.”
“Apparatus. Dismount. Tuck,” I said.
He laughed. “You're good at this flirting thing, but your mouth is better at nibbling,” he said as he pushed his ass straight into my crotch.
“Oh, is that so? Who’s bossy now?”
“Not bossy, just needy.”
Whatever last reserve I had about doing this melted away. I wanted to give him pleasure, to make him feel the happiness I was feeling being here with him.
I knelt behind him, wanting a closer look at his cute butt.
I slowly brought my hands from above, lightly touching him on the sides of his stomach, down and around to the top of his ass.
I started kneading both plump cheeks firmly, then stopped.
He actually whimpered. It was then I reached my tongue out and started teasing him with small licks across each cheek.
He trembled and a string of Spanish words came tumbling out of his mouth.
He turned around. His dick was stretching his jock to its limit, and there was a very noticeable wet spot.
“This can’t go much longer before I bust, and I really need to see you naked before that happens.”
I stood up and started tugging my shirt off, and while it was halfway over my head, I felt my pants get pulled down.
“Someone’s eager,” I said.
Luke blushed. “Just excited is all. I still can’t believe this is happening.”
"Feels like it's happening to me.”
He pushed me onto the bed. I fell back laughing, surprised at myself.
“What?” he asked.
“I don’t know why I’ve waited this long to do this. It feels so…”
“Good,” Luke finished. He jumped on top of me and we lay face to face. I could feel his dick pressing into my briefs.
“Yeah, is that weird?”
“Yes, and no,” he said. “Yes, because you’re smoking hot and I don’t know how I held out this long.
But no, because you’ve known me for a while and you trust me.
Also yes, because you are psychoanalyzing our sexy time in the middle of it.
Our dicks just touched for the first time. Can we get back to that?”
I gave him my best ‘did you just say that’ look to fuck with him.
And he said, “Please?” Uhhh. He was perfect.
“Dicks first, brains later,” I answered, sticking my tongue out at him.
He lunged at it, but I slipped it back into my mouth, and we spent the next several minutes - maybe it was hours, who knew?
- full-on making out like we were in the back row of a movie theater.
His very fine stubble was wearing my lips raw, but I didn’t care.
He felt like he was claiming me with every new kiss.
My hands had wandered from his hair down to his jock, and I started pulling it off.
He broke our kiss, sat up on his knees and tugged it off.
“Your turn,” he said. He stood up at the end of the bed, reached up, and tugged my briefs off in a single quick motion. My dick slapped up against my belly. He stood there for a minute, until he said, “I really need to cum soon or I’m afraid my balls will explode. That won’t be good for Team USA.”
“Get over here, you goof,” I said, motioning him over to me with my finger. He crawled back on top of me. This time, our fully naked bodies were touching from head to toe. Every nerve in my body was on fire. Our dicks were side by side, wet with precum.
“You’re uncut,” I said. “I never realized.”
“Is that a problem?” Luke asked.
“No! God, no. Sorry, just having no filter over here. I like that It’s different from mine. It’s so slippery,” I said as I reached between us and touched it.
“Yeah, it gets like that when it’s excited. That feels good, Cam. Why don’t you stroke us at the same time?”
“You’d like that?”
“Fuck yes.”
I extended my thumb to include my dick and squeezed.
I started pumping up and down. Luke was grinding into it.
When he leaned back, I admired his chest and watched him get lost in the moment with his eyes closed, lips curled dreamily in a half smile.
And then, his eyes opened, snapping him back to reality, and his lips were on mine in less than a second.
He pulled back. “I’m not gonna last much longer, Cam.”
“Me neither, Luke.”
“Oh, fuck. I like when you say my name.”
“Luke, cum for me.”
Two more thrusts and Luke was spurting all over my stomach. Jesus. The first hit my chin, the next three my chest and stomach, until the last few dribbled onto my dick.
“I’m close,” I could barely speak.
Luke crawled off me, flicked my hand away and started jacking my dick, using his cum as lube.
“I want you to cum now.”
I looked down at Luke, as he laid next to me with his head on my stomach.
I could feel his hot breath on my dick. He kept stroking, faster...
faster. I felt a lick on the top of my cock and that was it.
I was cumming. I threw my head back into the pillow as I thrusted up into Luke’s hand.
I bit into my fist to keep from screaming out.
I don’t know how long my orgasm lasted, but it felt like the longest of my life.
When I finally came down from the high, I looked down at Luke.
He was smiling up at me and winked. “Hey, handsome.”
“Hey yourself, Luke. You...uh...have a little something on your face.”
“Here?” he pointed.
I laughed. “Yeah. And there. And also there. You might need a shower.”
“Together?” he asked.
“Of course.” I smiled.
The shower was kind of fun. It was nice to have someone else soap me up.
It was also equally nice to do the same for Luke.
I was so comfortable around him. If I was honest with myself, it was probably because I had opened up to someone I cared about and already trusted, and I had fun.
He was also the most considerate lover. I would never look at him the same way again.
Maybe coming out wouldn’t be so bad after all?
We dried each other off and went back out to the bedroom. I went to pick up my briefs, but before I could bend over to grab them, Luke was grabbing my hand and turned me to face him.
“You are the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, Camden Kane.”
I didn’t know what to say. No one had said something like that to me before. My mouth hung open as I stared back at him. He kept smiling and caressed my cheek with hand. He wrapped his arms around me and gave me the most amazing hug.
“I don’t know what to say often, but I feel the same way, Luke. You kind of take the words right out of my mouth when you look at me.”
“And that’s what I wanted to hear, Cam. You don’t give yourself enough credit.”
“Do you want to spend the night?” I asked.
“Yes, but…”
“But what?” I froze.
“Do you want the truth?” Luke said.
“Yes.” Please don’t end this, please don’t end this, please don’t end this.
“I feel like this was a one-night thing for Alex and Ollie, but I think we opened up a box here that feels a little more serious than one night. Am I wrong?”
“No, you’re right. I...don’t...know...what this is, but I like it,” I said.
“Me too.”
“Do we keep it casual? Just at the Olympics? And then it’s over.”
“That works for me. I’m assuming we’re not telling anyone, because you're not out, right?”
“Yes!” I said, perhaps too eager. “Not that I’d be ashamed of you. I just need to process this for a bit.”
“No worries, I get it. So, only down low and only down under.”
“If that’s how you want to put it,” I said, smiling. “Come here.”
“You want to be big spoon or little spoon tonight?” Luke asked.
“Such a gentleman! I’ll be...big spoon.”
“Oh...don’t you have a text to send, so someone isn’t breaking down your door in a few hours?”
“Shit! Thanks, I totally forgot. One sec.”
Cam: All safe. No issues.
Erika: You do it?
Cam: Something like that.
Erika: You good for real?
Cam: It was perfect.
And it was. I plugged my phone in and turned the light off. And Luke nestled his naked ass straight back into my crotch.
“Tease,” I said into his ear.
“You like it,” Luke taunted.
And I did. Very much.