13. Lucas
Lucas
I was surprised Cassandra let me go to the team dinner.
Granted, I wasn’t alone since she came too, and then made me sit next to her.
Despite the supervision, I had a nice time.
I was at the coaches’ end of the table with Ford and Ty across from me.
O sat to my immediate right with his family next to him, so the conversation was pretty breezy.
The other end of the table with the Chens, the Walkers, and Cam and his mom seemed quiet and awkward for some reason.
I really wanted to talk to Cam today. I figured coming off of a silver medal was as good a time as any, so I kept an eye on him in a completely non-stalkery way the entire dinner to see if he got up to use the bathroom.
We were about halfway through eating when I had my opportunity.
I didn’t want to make it obvious so I had to time it so he was coming out as I was going in, otherwise it would end up like last time.
And as much as it made him laugh, I didn’t think another bad joke about my junk was the way to his heart.
My timing wasn’t perfect. I waited in the alcove outside of the bathroom exactly like a stalker, and every time the men’s bathroom door opened, I pretended to go in. I did that twice before it was Cam coming out.
“Hey Cam, can I talk to you for a second?”
“Were you waiting for m-?”
“No, I was just...yeah, kind of.”
“Everything alright?”
“Yeah, everything’s fine. Well,” I paused, “it’s not necessarily fine. I mean I’m fine, but we’re not fine.”
I made eye contact with him and he was holding back a smirk.
“I just wanted to say-”
“Here you are, Camden!” Cassandra declared, entering the alcove and inserting herself between the two of us. “Your mother is looking for you.”
“O-okay, thanks.” Cam shrugged and left, giving me one last glance before he disappeared around the corner.
I struggled to contain my snarl.
“Lucas, if you think tha-”
I ignored her and headed into the men’s room.
I tried to slam the door behind me but it was one of those slowly closing ones, so I just pretended not to hear the rest of her warning.
I guess I should’ve done it while we were both peeing.
I would’ve had a captive audience and Cassandra wouldn’t have been able to interrupt us.
Fuck.
The rest of dinner passed and I had no chance to get Cam alone. Cassandra kept dragging me into conversations with the other coaches and I couldn’t be rude without being obvious, and Cecilia and Nia were just being nice.
I messed up the best opportunity I had.
I had a feeling that Cassandra catching me almost talking to Cam was fuel for her punishing workout the next day. If you asked me a week ago if I thought she could get worse, I would’ve laughed in your face. I would’ve been wrong.
It turns out for the all-around training, you’re on your own.
I wasn’t training with Cam. There were some other athletes in the gym.
I recognized Inácio and Etienne, but Cam must’ve had a different scheduled time.
Everyone was keeping to themselves and it seemed I only had a certain amount of time per apparatus.
It felt like fifteen or so minutes. Cassandra had my phone so I couldn’t check.
That was another thing that changed last night. She went through my phone again. She hadn’t done that for years, but I guess seeing me with Cam sparked her paranoia. It was rightfully sparked, but I wasn’t going to tell her that.
Once I got to the sixth apparatus, I started to breathe easier. Training was almost over and I could relax the rest of the day and try to find Cam somehow. At least, that’s what I thought.
“Alright, Lucas, let’s go hit the weight room.”
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. Weight room. Let’s go.”
“You do realize I have a competition tomorrow, right?”
“Yes, Lucas. I am aware.” She glared at me while I gathered my things. She did not hand me my phone back.
After an hour of weightlifting, a shower, and a light lunch, Cassandra took me on a five mile run with her. It was only after that, once we were back at the hotel, she let me have my phone again.
“We're done training for the day, Lucas. We’ll have another session at the practice arena before tomorrow’s event.”
I went into my bedroom and locked the door. I checked my phone. I had a good luck text from my mom, one from O asking if I was okay, and a missed call from a blocked number. I ignored my mom and the call and texted O.
Luke: All good. Cassandra whipped my ass today. She had my phone too.
Orion: Was wondering what happened to you.
Orion: Good luck tomorrow. Maybe after you win big, she’ll let up a little?
Luke: Thanks, man. We’ll see.
I stripped off and showered. Well, the first five or so minutes, I just lay in the tub with the shower spraying my body.
I was that tired. I finally stood up, soaped up, and scrubbed all my sweaty parts clean.
I dried my hair and my torso, wrapped the towel around my waist, and grabbed the remote.
I flicked the TV on. It was still on the Olympic channel and diving happened to be on.
I didn’t actually know which events Jake did, but maybe he’d show up if I watched long enough.
At least, the bodies were nice to look at. I decided to double check.
Luke: Jake diving now?
Graham: Yes.
Luke: I’ll be rooting for him.
Graham: Thanks, Luke.
I hung the towel up in the bathroom and pulled some loose sweatshorts on, then flopped back on the bed. The muscular torsos and tiny speedos had created a bit of an issue in my shorts that only further hardened when I closed my eyes and thought of Cam. Diving could wait.
I got up quickly to grab a fresh towel, some lube and my large vibrating dildo. I bought it almost immediately after Brisbane. It was Cam-sized.
I pulled up some vocal porn on my phone, slipped my earbuds in and activated bluetooth. I didn’t need to watch. Hearing the groans, dirty talk and bodies slapping would be enough, especially with ‘Cam’ up my ass.
With enough lube, I didn’t need much preparation anymore. I was a fan of the dildo. I mean, I couldn’t just shove it in there, but if I went slow enough, and pulled out a few times, recoating it with lube, it slipped in easily enough eventually.
My dick always got a little soft when that monster made its way inside, but all it took to get hard again was having it in all the way. When it hit that spot, my dick perked up immediately and a tingle let loose in my core.
I squirted some lube on my dick and then tossed it aside.
I didn’t need much. My foreskin was wet with precum already.
I just liked adding some because I could be a little rougher with my dick.
I pulled my foreskin all the way down and ran my fingers around the frenulum.
I sucked in my breath as I slowly stroked myself, the sounds of two guys fucking in my ears.
It was a lot of ‘fuck yeah’s and ‘fuck me’s, but the sound of balls slapping against ass was what really did it for me. That, and the finale. I had maybe done this before.
After a few minutes of slower strokes, I fumbled for the switch at the base of the dildo. It felt good just having it in there, but turning on the vibration was another level of sensation. And the guys were getting close to finishing.
I turned myself around and braced my feet against the headboard, careful to not let the dildo slip out.
I bunched the towel up under my ass to keep it in place.
I started thrusting up into my hand as if I was fucking the air.
I picked up the pace with my hand, matching the guys in the video.
I waited for the ‘cum for me, baby’ before I walked my feet up the wall and then dropped them down above my head.
The bottom was about to cum all over his stomach. I kept stroking.
‘Yeah, baby.’
I closed my eyes, imagining Cam swiping his hand through my cum and tasting it while he kept pounding me.
‘I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum.’
‘I want it on my face.’
I knew the bottom was kneeling in front of the top and about to get a facial. It’s why I positioned my body this way. I wanted to cum on my own face and pretend it was Cam. So close.
‘I’m cumming.’
Fuuuck.
I couldn’t help but smile as I felt the first shot hit my face.
I closed my eyes, having learned that lesson the hard way.
I opened my mouth, hoping to catch some of it, but it was always awkward and with my eyes closed, accuracy was not gold-medal worthy.
A few spurts went in and I swallowed what I could.
I was breathing pretty heavily and my legs were strained, but the post-orgasm high was worth it. The dildo was still inside me and vibrating against my prostate. I wasn’t up for a second round at the moment, so I popped my earbuds out and held it in my butt as I went for the bathroom.
I powered off and cleaned the dildo first and then paid special attention to my hair, face and butt. I didn’t want dried cum in my hair to surprise me later. I’d probably shower again before the all-around finals, but I couldn’t be too careful.
I watched more diving until it was time for dinner.
Cassandra made us some chicken with pasta and veggies.
I’m sure it was her plan to exhaust me today, just like she did the night of the opening ceremony.
And I had to admit that if that was her plan, it worked.
I was exhausted. After dinner, I refilled my water bottle, said goodnight and headed to my bedroom.
I picked the lube up off the floor and put it back in my dresser along with the dried and clean dildo.
I brushed my teeth, went through my skin care routine and hit the sack.
I scrolled through some of my social media posts and added a few comments and likes, but I was nodding off after a few minutes.
Graham: Good luck today.
I woke up to Graham’s text.
Mierda. I didn’t even follow up to see how Jake did.