27. Camden
Camden
I was fucking a superhero.
Well, I fucked a superhero. Once, but still.
He was so bashful, hearing my praise. I know people saw him as this stuck-up, full-of-himself arrogant jock. The thirst trap Insta posts didn’t help that, but they were missing out on the good stuff. I was happy the world was finally seeing a side of Luke I had always seen.
I could tell he was coming down from an adrenaline high after dinner, and even though he wasn’t talking about them, I knew he had seen his parents earlier.
The lack of information about them was not a good sign, but I knew better than to bring them up.
Luke would talk to me about them when he was ready. Hopefully.
Instead, I undressed him when we got back to my room, laid a fresh sheet on the bed, and gave him a massage. I was studying sports medicine after all. And while I admit I was not giving him a very professional massage, I still knew all the muscle groups. And he was definitely tight in a few spots.
“Oh Jesus, Cam.” He squirmed beneath my touch.
“Your balls are so tight, Luke,” I said, teasing them with my fingertips, as I swept my hands over his quads, so named because of the four muscles that made up the upper leg.
“Touch yourself.” I said, “I want to watch,” as I continued massaging his body, helping him relax. It was vanilla scented oil, my favorite. And edible. I licked at his nipple. He yelped and kept pumping his hand.
“I’m close.”
It didn’t take much longer before he was painting his stomach with his load. He lay there, basking in the post orgasm high.
“Your turn,” he said, smiling.
“Uh-huh. That was just for you.”
“Really?”
“Really. I’m good. Like I said, I wanted to watch.”
He made his way to the shower, swiftly. He didn’t quite get there cleanly. I wiped up the cum that spilled off his abs with one of my socks, tossing it into the corner. And then I joined him. I needed a shower, too.
“Hey, babe. Change your mind?”
I said, “Nope,” but felt my dick betray me, rising at the sight of Luke’s soapy chest. His cock was still swollen from nutting moments ago, nestled in its tiny, trimmed patch of dark pubes.
“You gonna stare all night, or you wanna touch it?” I rolled my eyes and pushed my body into him, nuzzling down into his neck. He groaned and wrapped his arms around me, a hand on each buttcheek. “You have the most perfect ass.”
“Your hands feel good, Luke.”
He started kneading, and that’s all it took for my dick to reach full mast. I watched him as he pumped body wash on his hand and went for my dick.
I leaned back against the wall, losing myself in his touch.
“You always - get what - you want, don’t you?
” I asked between pumps. Luke smiled and stroked faster. “I’m close, Luke.”
I watched him kneel and open his mouth, and that was it. I felt his lips wrap around the head of my dick, and I couldn’t help but buck. Luke was ready for it. He knew my body well enough. He licked around the head and gave one final suck before standing up and smiling at me. “You’re welcome.”
“I think I’m the one that should be saying that,” I teased. “You get a lot out of it.”
“You certainly put a lot out there,” he said, grabbing my balls and giving them a little squeeze.
Laying in bed, Luke’s head resting on my chest, my fingers twirling in his hair, I couldn’t help but think how he still had said nothing about his parents. I hoped he knew I was there for him.
“Ugh!” I grunted.
Noah was putting me through some pretty intense abdominal workouts on the parallel bars. That event I wasn’t even doing.
“Ten more, Cam!”
Fuck.
I did the ten, and he told me to take a break.
“Fuck, Noah. What’s up your ass?” I asked, grabbing a towel and my water bottle.
“Trust me. Your core needs a kick today. You’ll thank me tomorrow.”
“I hope so.”
“Speaking of my ass…”
My head jerked up, and Noah smiled.
“Thought that would get your attention.”
“Well, it did.”
“I have some news. Uhhh, I’m...also seeing someone.”
“You are? Do I know them?”
“Yeah. It’s Shane.”
“As in Shane Sullivan?!”
Noah nodded.
“You’re not fucking with me?”
“Nope.”
I sat down, kind of shocked. I knew Noah was bi, but I didn’t know Shane was...whatever he was. “Shane knows you’re telling me?”
“He does. He didn’t want Luke to have to keep it a secret for long. It wouldn’t be good for him, or you.”
“Luke knows?”
“He figured it out yesterday.”
I understood why Luke didn't say anything. Yesterday was a busy day after all. But it also wasn’t any of my business. “How long?”
“About eight inches.”
I spit out my water and glared at him.
“Too soon for jokes?” Noah asked. “Sorry, not sorry.” He winked. “To be honest, we fooled around in college, years ago, but it wasn’t serious.”
“Until now?”
Noah shrugged. He had a smug expression on his face, and then something clicked.
“Does this have something to do with that bet?”
“Nothing gets by you, brainiac. Yeah, it does,” he admitted. “He bet me a date. Luke scored higher than you, so I had to go out on a date with him.”
I laughed. “And then he seduced you with his charms.”
“Something like that. But enough about me. Let’s make you sweat some more.”
I groaned.
And then I sweat. A lot.
He had me running sprints, holding handstands, climbing rope. I still wondered why. All he said was, “You really need to practice a vault you’ve done hundreds of times?”
Well, no. “I guess not, but can I run through a few of my tumbling passes?”
“There’s the floor. Get to it.”
Dripping with sweat, I headed into the locker room.
I grabbed a mat from the stack, tossed it on the floor and stretched out my muscles, using a foam roller.
I was alone. The other guys had finished before me.
Noah pushed me extra hard today. I was hoping it was worth it.
I finished up, throwing the mat in the used bin, then headed to my locker.
I quickly undressed and got in the shower. Ugh. The water felt amazing. I stuck my face in the flow and rinsed all the grime that had built up. I heard the door open, so I called out, “Is that you, Noah?”
I turned and wiped my eyes off.
“Hey, babe.”
“Luke!” My eyes noticed dick. “And you're naked.”
“Nothing gets past you,” he said, walking towards me.
I gulped. He gave me a deep kiss and then knelt. I couldn’t help it from getting hard.
“Luke! What if someone comes in?”
The pop as he pulled off my cock echoed throughout the locker room.
“The faster you cum, the less that chance is,” he said, deep-throating me and running his tongue along my shaft, squeezing it with his throat, gliding his lips up and down.
His spit was enough to slick the entire length.
His cheeks were sunken in with the force of his suction.
His head pistoned mechanically, up and down.
“Fuck.” I steadied myself, holding onto the shower partition. “I’m close, Luke.”
Luke’s mouth stayed on my dick. He quickened his pace.
“Finger me, Luke.”
I didn’t have to ask again. He pumped some body wash onto his hand and I felt him reach behind me.
His hand caressed my butt, and I felt a finger tentatively nestle in between my cheeks.
After a small bit of pressure at my entrance, he slipped inside.
Not far, but the sensation was enough to make me spill.
And like the night before, not a drop hit the floor.
I looked down and Luke was staring back at me, smiling.
I could see his dick in hand and some of his cum on my foot.
Apparently, he had taken care of himself.
“That was hot, Cam,” he said, wiping his lips.
“You’re telling me. I always fantasized about that.”
“Getting fingered and sucked off?” he asked, standing up to join me under the spray. He pumped some more body wash and started washing me.
“Well, not exactly that. Doing stuff in the locker room. Have you?”
“All the time.”
“You’ve done that a lot?” I asked, jealousy rising within me.
“Oh no, Cam. I fantasize about it all the time. I’ve actually never done that before either,” he said, working his soapy hands on my dick.
“Oh.” I nodded, fluttering my eyes closed. “I could get used to this.”
“Well, I’ll have to look for a private gym. I think Graham would be okay watching us, but I’m not sure about Grant or Ty. Or the coaches.”
“You sure about Tyler?” I asked.
“Actually, no. I’m not so sure anymore.”
We laughed and rinsed off.
“Oh, speaking of coaches. Shane and Noah, huh?” I said.
He grabbed a towel. “I’m not sure they’d want to watch us.”
“That’s not what I meant, Luke, and you know it.”
He smiled. “I know. And yeah, I kind of walked in on them.”
“Doing it?!”
“Well, no. Shane was alone in his room, but I found a condom wrapper, and then a phone rang and it wasn’t Shane’s. It was Noah’s. And then I read the guilty look on Shane’s face and realized what was happening.”
“You were alone in Shane’s room?”
“You don’t trust me?”
“It’s not that,” I said, slipping on some Calvin Klein briefs. “I’m curious what you were talking about.”
“Stuff about my parents,” he said quickly.
“Oh.” I watched him get dressed. “You know you can talk to me if you need to.”
“I know. It’s just...I kind of like to forget them when I’m around you.”
I couldn’t argue with that. It was kind of sweet, but if they wouldn’t allow Luke to be in a relationship, that was something we’d eventually need to talk about.
If I was going to continue the coming out process, it’d be public knowledge soon enough.
And if we continued to date, wouldn’t they figure it out?
I wanted to ask what he thought, but I didn’t want to stress him out more. It was clear he was uncomfortable talking about his parents, and I didn’t want to make it worse. “Let’s go get some food and see what Tyler is up to,” I suggested.
Maybe Tyler could help.
Tyler did not help. Instead, he spent the entire lunch complaining about his lack of action. Thankfully, he was not the kind of guy that used the word ‘pussy’ or I would’ve smacked him.
“Maybe you’re just in the wrong place at the wrong time?” Luke said.