21. Camden
Camden
I felt something swirling around my right nipple. I stretched a little and fluttered my eyes open, looking down.
Luke smiled up at me. “Morning.” And I watched as his tongue flicked out and made a tight circle once more before licking its way up to my neck and licking my ear.
I couldn’t help but moan. Luke gave my ear a quick nibble before giving me a hearty good morning kiss.
I could feel his arousal wet against my thigh.
“How do you have any cum left this morning? What'd you shoot last night? Three loads?” I asked.
“What can I say? I have a good reason to be this horny,” Luke answered.
“Well, my balls are empty, but I won’t deny you a fourth if you want to go for it.”
“Yeah?”
Christ, he sounded like a kid at Christmas.
“Have at it. Wherever you want.” I winked. “We gotta shower anyway.”
And apparently that was all he needed to hear.
He pushed himself up to a kneeling position and straddled my right leg.
I put my hands behind my head and watched his right bicep flex as he stroked himself.
I kept my eyes locked on his as I felt my dick hardening.
How could it not? He smiled when he noticed it, and the pace of his stroking picked up.
He started bucking forward every few strokes, as if he were fucking his hand.
The string of Spanish tumbling from his lips was unintelligible, but I knew he was close. The strokes had gotten shorter.
The first spurt caught me by surprise, hitting my chin. I couldn’t help but smile. This sex god was mine. The next few didn’t hit so high, but pulsed out, dripping onto my stomach.
“Jesus,” was all Luke could say, as he fell halfway over, catching himself with his left arm, hovering over me with his eyes closed.
“Good?” I asked.
Luke nodded. Apparently, four orgasms in a twelve hour period took a lot out of a guy. Even an Olympian.
“We’ll need to replenish your fluids today. Don’t want you drying up on me,” I teased, extricating myself from his limbs.
He swatted at my butt, connecting with my soft muscle. “Ow,” I said.
“Sorry, that was harder than I thought.”
“That’s what he said,” I said, turning to show him my dick. “Apparently, I don’t mind.” I guess I could add spanking to my list of Luke-inspired kinks.
“You coming?” I asked, carefully holding both hands against my abs, trying to keep Luke’s cum off the floor.
He collapsed onto the bed, finally.
“Well, you know where I’ll be. I’m trying to keep your fluids from covering every surface,” I said, shuffling quickly to the bathroom. As soon as I stepped over the lip of the tub, I dropped my hands. We made a mess last night. I needed to do laundry today. The price of sex.
I stepped into the warm spray, soaking my face and hair first. As sticky as I knew I was, I’d have to work from the top down. I couldn’t help but smile as I heard the shower curtain open and close.
“Hey, handsome.”
“Recovered enough to walk and talk?” I said through the spray.
Luke laughed. “Yeah.” I felt his hands on my waist, and then I felt his soft cock nestle in between my cheeks.
A week ago I would’ve freaked out. But Luke’s respect for me was clear, and I felt safe with him.
He never pushed beyond my comfort zone and sex was on my terms. And that’s what I wanted.
The insecure part of me wondered if that was enough for Luke.
If he’d get bored doing the same things over and over, waiting for me to be ready.
As if he were giving me an answer, I could feel his dick getting hard.
“Again?” I turned, wiping the water from my eyes, checking to see if what I felt was happening.
“You’re hot. What can I say?” He shrugged. “But I don’t think my balls have anything left.”
“No kidding.”
“Besides, I’m starving. I’m not sure how much protein jizz has, but I can definitively say it’s not very filling.”
“You’ll have to verify that with the team nutritionist.”
“Now, that would be hilarious,” Luke said, soaping himself up.
I enjoyed the casual, naked conservations in the shower, almost as much as the sex.
It was nice to be this close to someone.
The naked part helped, but I felt very relaxed around Luke, and it was nice to feel that way during the most stressful event of my life.
I thought about the first week of training when I came back to my room alone.
It sucked. And then I remembered Luke’s parents showed up last night.
He didn’t talk about them at all during the movie or after.
I was afraid to bring it up, but I did eventually want to ask how we were planning to stay a secret when so many people already knew.
Back at college, I had hoped we would be a normal couple, but if his parents were as strict as he said, I wasn’t so sure.
“Whatcha thinking about?” Luke asked.
“How much I like having you around.” I didn’t think it was the right time to mention his parents.
He smiled. “Well, if you can say that after last night, I know it’s true.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because there was cum everywhere and I know you’ve already stressed about how much laundry you have because of it.”
“I have not!”
And then Luke gave me a piercing stare with his milk chocolate eyes and my lie couldn’t handle the heat.
“Okay, okay. Jeez. How did you know?”
“You done? I gotta rinse,” he asked. I switched places with him. “Might have something to do with my obsessing over you for the last year.”
“Obsessing now? I thought it was a crush.”
“Tomato tomahto.”
“Really?” I asked, a little surprised. “Do you have a lock of my hair somewhere?”
“Just some pubes,” he deadpanned.
“Hilarious, Luke.” I shoved at him and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel. Possibly the last clean one.
After a late breakfast with Tyler, the three of us headed to the women’s final.
A few athletes congratulated us on our medals on the way, which was really nice.
And once we left the security of the village, a lot more people recognized us.
After a lengthy session of autographs and photos with fans, we had to excuse ourselves to make it on time.
I’d imagine the fans didn’t want to be late either, but I guess we were worth it to them.
“Whew, that was intense,” Tyler commented.
“You loved it,” Luke replied.
“Yeah, actually, I did,” Tyler said, laughing.
“The ladies certainly loved you,” I observed.
“What can I say? I’m irresistible, though you didn’t do so bad yourself, Cam.”
“Meh,” I joked, before recovering, “I’m thankful for all our supporters.”
“Such a Cam response. I’m almost offended there were no guys fawning all over me, unlike a certain someone,” Tyler said, glancing at Luke.
“I can’t help but be a gay icon, I guess,” he shrugged.
“He’s so modest, isn’t he, Tyler?"
“Well, there were a few eager guys.”
“It took a lot of willpower not to pry them off of him,” I said.
“I know, Cam. I was there. Lots of willpower. And pouting.”
“I did not pout!”
“You kind of pouted, Cam,” Luke agreed.
“Oh, whatever. Hurry up! We’re going to be late,” I said.
And just like last time, we were the last to show up.
Unlike last time, Luke’s parents were there.
The Foxes were with the other girls’ families, and Austin waved enthusiastically at Luke. For someone who was in the closet, he sure wasn’t shy about his crush on Luke. And for someone that was barely ever bashful, Luke sure seemed it now.
“Your number one fan is here,” I teased.
“Shut it,” Luke said. If he had a reaction to his parents’ presence, he didn’t show it.
We headed farther up a few more rows. It was common courtesy to switch seats around within your country’s section, so the families of the athletes performing were closer to the floor.
My mom was with the Hales, Sheas, Riveras and a few of the coaches.
The twins, their sister, and the two Hale brothers were sitting behind them.
I didn’t see Noah or Shane, though, so that was weird.
I waved at my mom and saw Luke’s parents acknowledge him as well.
His father looked at me and frowned. That’s different.
“Is there more room in the kids’ row?” Tyler hollered from behind me.
“Barely, bro,” Pierce answered.
He was right. Women’s gymnastics was clearly a bigger draw.
It helped that more countries had women’s programs than men’s, but that wasn’t the only reason.
It was one of the few sports where women were more respected than men.
And for America, a big part of that was all the winning.
America liked winners, and the women won more than the men.
Hopefully, this would be the year that would change.
I mean, it already had. We medaled, so at least we were headed in the right direction.
I just hoped the women did well today. I couldn’t imagine the pressure the younger girls felt, being in the Olympics at sixteen. Three years younger than me. I saw Erika warming up with her team. She looked confident, but I sent her a text, anyway.
Cam: I know you'll crush it. Have fun out there!
"So who are we rooting for?" Tyler asked.
"One would think you were joking, but knowing you, I'm not so sure," Luke answered. "The United States."
The playful banter continued until it was time. I knew it was easier if the crowds were respectful, but these kinds of events were always hit or miss. Either way, I wanted to focus on watching Erika.
It was a tense back and forth between us and China, with other teams nipping at their heels. But the girls were in the lead going into the last event and they held onto it. They won gold! Our section erupted into screaming and applause. I could see Erika's parents and Austin jumping up and down.
I screamed, "Way to go, Erika."