17. Camden
Camden
After lunch, I walked my mom to her hotel and headed back to the dorm to meet up with Luke before our team meeting.
Lunch was uneventful. Erika came for the last half after she got done with the post-competition press thing.
The Foxes carried the conversation, but I could sense something was up with Austin.
I’m sure I would’ve noticed even without Luke mentioning his behavior earlier, but he basically stared at Luke the entire lunch.
He didn’t say much, though. I could understand why someone would stare at Luke, but that meant Austin had to enjoy doing so.
It wasn’t my business to bring it up to Erika, and I knew I was just being protective of Luke. I was kind of at a loss.
Erika: Big news. Can you meet me?
Cam: Since lunch? Lol. Where?
Erika: Garden of Peace?
It was opposite the dining hall, a few minutes from where I was.
Cam: Be there in a few.
Having known Erika almost my entire life, this could be anything.
She dyed her hair or was moving to Greece.
Anything and everything was ‘big news’. I made my way into the garden.
Plants and flowers surrounded several water features in geographically themed areas, which made it pretty.
It was also quieter since it was off the main stretch.
She saw me coming and waved. She seemed really excited.
"Jeez, what is it, Erika?"
“Okay, so I know you won’t tell anyone, and I need to talk about this with somebody and you’re the person I talk to.”
"Take a breath, Erika."
She did and kept going. "So, after lunch, my parents went shopping or something, leaving Austin and I alone. He said he wanted to talk."
"Uh-huh."
"And then he came out to me."
“What?! As in he’s gay?” I felt my mouth hang open as I stared as my brain tried to process. This explained his Luke-staring.
"Well, yeah. He poured his heart out. He always knew he was different. Only his best friend back home knows. And Luke! He came out to Luke today and said he was so supportive! It broke my heart he didn't tell me sooner, but I'm barely home and I felt so guilty for not being there."
"Calm down, Erika. It's okay. You're there for him now."
"Oh, and I was getting flashbacks to when you told me. I would be livid if anyone had laid a hand on him."
"Did someone lay a hand on him? And were you livid for me? I just remember you being really supportive," I tried to recall.
"No, he’s still a virgin, and yeah," she hesitated, "about that. Remember Senior Week when Zane's tires were slashed."
"That was you?!"
She nodded and smiled.
"Damn, Erika, you're a badass."
"Thank you, thank you." She waved like the Queen and took a bow.
“Now, what about Luke?”
"I knew you'd ask about that."
"Well, Austin was making goo-goo eyes at him all lunch."
"You saw that too?"
"I'd be surprised if anyone missed it to be honest."
"Well, my brother has good taste at least."
"That's all you have to say?" I asked, half-mocking.
“I guess I can tell him to tone it down around Luke. Lord knows he doesn’t need another distraction, when he’s dealing with you.” She stuck her tongue out.
"Thanks, but I just got him. I don't need a younger model trying to steal him away. I'm already fighting Jake Anderson off."
"Somehow, I don't think a high schooler is a threat to you," she argued. "Jake, however?"
I gave a fake gasp of horror. "You bitch!"
"Don't use that tone with me, Cam. I know where you keep your diary."
"You wouldn't!"
"Try me!"
And our fake bravado slash staring contest erupted into laughter.
“This is why I love you, Erika. Because you always let me know when your younger brother’s sexual awakening might affect my first genuine relationship.”
"One for one, bestie. I got you."
"Hate to gossip and dash, but I need to meet Luke before the team meeting."
“You won’t use what I just told you to torture Luke, will you?” she asked.
"Whatever do you mean, dear Erika. I am an angel."
I blasted him a text on my way to the dorm.
Cam: Meet me at my room?
Luke: Sure, you good?
Cam: I had something hold me up, but I still need to grab my stuff.
Luke: ;-)
He was waiting at my door when I got there. I had to smile. “Eager much?”
“Hmm...can’t help it, I guess.”
Jesus...that smile. “Makes sense,” I said as I typed the code.
He followed me in, and I felt his hands turn me around.
I couldn’t help but get hard as he crushed his lips against mine, pushing me further into my room.
It was a few seconds before I could gather myself enough to pull back.
“Easy, tiger. We can’t be late. I still need to grab my gear.
Can't walk around with this,” I interrupted our kiss to grab my boner, "anywhere. "
“Well, fine. Get your stuff,” he said.
“Why do I have a feeling it won’t be that easy?”
And I was right. As I went about my room to get what I needed, he squeezed each butt cheek, groped my crotch, licked my right ear and currently had his pants down and was grinding against the air next to where I stood.
“Having fun?”
“Hell yeah!”
“Speaking of, it was cool to see Austin at lunch, wasn’t it?”
His grinding stopped.
“Why was it cool?”
“Hadn’t seen him in a while. He’s really filled in, huh?”
He pulled his pants back up.
“Isn’t he like your little brother?”
“Nah, he was never around much when Erika and I hung out. He was always at practice.”
“Oh.”
All the touching had ended.
“He asked if I could start working out with him when I get back. He says he really likes my body and wants to make his abs look like mine. Isn’t that kinda crazy?” I asked, shoving some extra socks in my bag. I could see him starting to squirm.
“Yeah, it is. What did you say?”
“I said, ‘Of course!’ and the best part is, he said after Erika went to college, their parents turned their entire basement into a private gym. It has a sauna and everything. You know I love a good sweat.” I continued, “Something about sitting there, wearing just a towel. Uh…”
"Come off it!" He turned around.
"What?” I feigned cluelessness. “He said he thought by the end of next summer he could have muscles like mine, and then he squeezed my bicep! Can you believe it? You would’ve thought he was coming on to me!"
"Let's go! Aren't you ready yet?" He was grumpy now.
I swung my now full bag over my shoulder, and we headed out. "What's wrong, Luke?"
"I'm fine." What a terrible liar.
"It'll be fun to work out in a private gym."
"Uh huh."
"Just me and him."
"Yup."
"Sweaty and shirtless."
He was staring at the ground now.
"Staring up at his bulge while I bench press."
He stopped walking.” What?!"
I turned, looked him in the eye, and finished it. "And then maybe he’ll pull his shorts off..."
"Enough!” he finally screamed.
And I lost it. I keeled over, laughing. I had to stop walking. He stared at me for a few seconds until it finally dawned on him.
“You jerk!” His face was red, but I could see a hint of a smirk forming. “You’re fucking with me?”
I was almost peeing my pants and might have if Luke hadn't tackled me onto the grass.
"You knew? You knew, and you were just fucking with me?
!" Laid out on the ground, he started pummeling me with playful pinches.
I was caught off guard and it tickled, but didn't care.
"Was this fun for you?" I nodded, still trying to catch my breath from laughing.
Tears had formed and were streaming down each cheek.
Luke couldn't roll his eyes enough. It was too good. "I can't believe you."
I could breathe almost normally again. "What?"
"It almost sounded like your fantasy," Luke suggested.
"Yeah, maybe if it was you and me in the sauna." I waggled my eyebrows. He seemed unimpressed as he stood up, holding out his hand to help me stand.
"Hey, if I had to sit there and watch him lust after you throughout lunch, this farce is the least of our problems regarding Austin."
"What do you mean?" Luke asked.
"He likes you."
"Nah, it's just hero worship."
"For you maybe. For him, it's probably cock worship he wants."
"Forget him. There will be cock worship later, but it’ll be you, after this stunt." He pouted and marched onward to the gym.
I jogged to catch up. "I can do that."
"Good." He finally smiled. "Never thought I'd see the day when Camden Kane suckered me with a fake out."
"What can I say? I'm a man of many talents."
He rolled his eyes again. "Correction. A boy of many talents."
I shoved at him, and we kept the snark going the rest of the trek.
Our last training session before the team finals tomorrow went well.
A few run throughs on the vault for me. I did my floor routine once.
I was pretty confident after my performance on the first day.
And while I was still worried about rings, I’d definitely remember to focus on my facial expression more this time and all the things that Noah had mentioned to help me improve.
Our time in the gym flew by and before I knew it, we were all showering and getting ready to head to dinner.
We already decided that we were going to eat together tonight.
Grant had suggested it as a team bonding type thing.
Lost in my thoughts, I was rinsing my hair when Tyler called out, “Hey Cam, water is a limited resource. You finished yet?”
“Ten more minutes!” I yelled back.
“Ha! Make it seconds!”
I second guessed yelling, ‘Come get me’ and instead finished up and shut the water off. I grabbed my towel, dried my face and hair and wrapped it around me, heading to my locker.
I almost stopped when I saw all four guys dressed and waiting for me at the lockers. I’m not sure why I was feeling bashful, but I was. I could feel their eyes on me, especially Luke’s.
I don’t like this.
They can’t possibly all stand there and watch me. “You guys gonna stare?” I asked casually.
“Eh, we’ve seen it before,” Tyler said.
Graham added, “It’s a nice view.”
Grant smiled. “Like two perfect melons.”
I was beet red now and glared at Luke. He was smirking.
“I wouldn’t mind fondling those big, heavy balls,” Tyler gushed.
“What the fuck, Tyler?” I yelled, confused and partially aroused. I tried to ignore it and hoped I could deflate it with sarcasm. “You guys are the best. It feels so good to have such a positive body image.”
“Well, with a gigantic cock like that, I’m definitely feeling positive over here.”
“Right on, Graham...maybe we can Eiffel Tower Cam some time?” Grant added.
And up came my briefs, because that suggestion definitely made me harder. I was flustered at this point. I barely got my sweatpants up before the twins each grabbed one of my bare arms and pushed me against the lockers.
I strained to escape, but two Olympic athletes on one was not a fair fight.
“What are you guys doing?”
And that’s when Luke finally spoke. “What’s the matter, Cam?” He walked towards me and stood inches away.
What is he doing?
And then he smiled and laughed. “Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it?” Graham and Grant released my arms, and stepped back.
I stared, confused. “What just happened?”
“Luke said he wanted to get you back for something and you know, we’re childish and thought it would be funny,” Tyler answered.
Pulling on a shirt, I turned to Luke. “Really?”
His laughter had stopped, but he was still smiling. He nodded. “Yup.”
“It seemed to come really natural for you two.” I glared at the twins.
Grant shrugged. Graham said, “Well, your penis is larger than average, Cam.” And there’s my blush again.
“You were looking?” Grant asked.
“It’s hard not to see it. We’re naked half the time. I compare myself to other guys all the time. Sorry if I do that to naked ones too. It’s not like I was taking photos and uploading them to Twitter.”
“It’s okay, Graham. I know exactly what you’re talking about,” I said.
“You do?” Luke asked.
“Yeah, that’s how I know you have the smallest dick on the team,” I answered, and stuck my tongue out.
“Do not!” he said.
“Okay, okay, before this prank or whatever it was devolves into the world’s greatest set up for a gay porno…”
“Too late,” the twins said in unison.
“...we should head to dinner,” Tyler finished. “Calm down, Luke. Though I’m curious what Cam could’ve done, that this was your response.”
“Well, that might be a story for another day,” I said, as I grabbed my bag and headed for the exit. And to where I couldn’t be mind-fucked by four of the hottest guys on the planet. I got my phone out.
Cam: I am going to kill you.
Luke and the guys followed me out, and we headed back to the dining hall.
Luke: Oh yeah?
Cam: Yes.
Luke: Worth it.
I rolled my eyes. I had to admit, it was pretty good. And damn. It’s not that I hadn’t thought about something like that happening. The guys seemed way too into it, though. It was almost too easy for them.
Stop thinking about this because you will get hard again.
That had been embarrassing. I mean, I had checked out other guys in locker rooms before.
Because, like Graham said, it was about comparing.
But in all honesty, I also just enjoyed seeing naked men.
It was different to be on the receiving end of it, though, and now I felt slightly guilty that I had been looking at all.
Though they all agreed, my dick was big.
I still couldn’t process that. I was flattered and still confused that they all would’ve noticed.
Luke noticing my dick I get. He wanted it.
The other guys… I was definitely getting some tiny red flags there, but I didn’t need any other distractions.
It was clear I was going to have to organize a truce with Luke tonight. I didn’t want another surprise.
Dinner was pleasant. I was pretty quiet as the rest of the guys discussed tomorrow’s events and our competition.
Graham caught my eye at one point and mouthed ‘You okay?’ I nodded.
I wondered where Graham’s sensitive side had been hiding this whole time.
Being at the Olympics was cathartic. Maybe he was having some kind of personal epiphany like me.
Well...not exactly like me. I think. My phone buzzed.
Erika: I made three event finals!
Erika: Beam, uneven and vault.
Cam: That’s awesome!!!
Cam: How’d the team do?
Erika: Made it to the finals.
Erika: Each one of us is in at least 1 event final.
Cam: Yay!
Erika: :-D Good luck tomorrow!
Erika: Going out with my family tonight to celebrate.
Cam: Have fun.
Erika: :-*
“Anyone wanna watch some men’s basketball in our lounge?” Grant asked.
I looked up. The guys were getting ready to leave. Guess dinner is over.
“Yeah, sure,” Tyler said.
I wanted to fool around with Luke, but we needed to spend some time with the guys. If we kept going back to our rooms, they might suspect something. Who knows? They probably did already. “Sounds like fun,” I said.
Luke glanced at me. Was he surprised? Disappointed? I couldn’t tell. It was still a little hard for me to read him.
Unless it was lust, and then it was obvious.