19. Camden #2
“They believe a cigarette in a trash can started the fire. Someone tried to put it out with vodka and then the curtain caught on fire. The new room-darkening ones are apparently more flammable than anyone knew,” Coach answered.
“While they replace the curtains and look into the sprinkler failure, they’re leaving it up to each country to decide if they want their athletes to stay in the building.
We are advising our team to find other arrangements for the time being. ”
So where are we staying?
“There’s actually good news on that front. The hotel we’re in had a cancellation, so we’ve booked that suite for the team,” Coach replied. “I sent Ford to get you guys some groceries and to pick up some things the doctor said Cam needed.”
“Seriously?” Orion asked.
“Hot damn!” Colton yipped.
Thanks, Coach.
“Does that mean I can stay there too? I’m...uh...not sure I have a room anymore either,” Luke asked. I hadn’t even thought of that. My heart leapt out of my chest.
“Yeah, it’s for the entire team. Plenty of room.”
“Thanks, Coach.”
“But no alcohol. And I’m not saying that just to Luke. That goes for all of you boys.”
“Yes, Coach,” the guys responded.
Coach looked over at me.
Yes, Coach.
“Good, that’s settled.”
So, what am I wearing?
Noah handed me some of his clothes. “These might be a little tight, but I did my best.”
I stood up to head to the bathroom, but lost my balance. I went to reach out for something or someone, but Luke already had both hands on me.
“Are you okay, Cam?” my mom asked.
I nodded, then turned quickly to write on the pad.
Sea legs.
“Do you need some help to get dressed?”
I ignored her question and dragged Luke into the bathroom with me, locking the door behind us. I couldn’t help but meet his gaze and we both smiled, though now that I was standing in the bathroom, I realized I had to pee. That was going to be hard to do, considering I could feel it growing.
Knock knock knock.
“We’re timing y’all. Don’t take too long,” Colton teased through the door. It was enough of a distraction that it went slightly flaccid. Luke had turned to look at the door and honestly, I couldn’t hold it anymore, so I just went for it.
I heard an ‘oh’ and chanced a glance his way.
I don’t think we had quite reached the level in our relationship where we peed in front of the other person last time, but if the bulge in his shorts was any indication, he didn’t seem to mind.
I shook the last few drops off the end of my dick, then washed my hands and turned to face him.
He just stood there. Guess I was going to have to start things off.
I untied the back of my johnny and pushed it down my arms, letting the whole thing slip to the floor. Bare-ass naked in front of him, I secretly hoped he’d reach for my dick because I really wanted to slap his hand away.
And just like I predicted, he went for it, so I gave it a good slap.
“Camden.”
I could hear the whine in his voice. The need.
I wagged my finger at him and pointed to the invisible watch on my wrist, and then to the bag in his hand with my clothes in it. He grumbled about something being unfair, and I smiled inwardly. He was going to have to work for this dick.
Luke pulled out an unopened box first. I recognized the colors. It was Under Armour.
Well, at least it wasn’t Noah’s underwear.
He tossed the boxer briefs to me, but I didn’t catch them with my hands. I was at half-mast and his toss was perfect. They landed on my dick. I stood there, waiting.
“Really?” he asked.
I nodded. He walked over and grabbed the briefs roughly. I quivered a little and then he held them out, expecting me to hold each leg up one at a time. I didn’t move, so he looked at me expectantly, and that’s when I pushed down on his shoulder, forcing him to his knees.
He smiled, and said, “You’re so going to get it later.”
I cuffed the top of his head and stepped into the briefs. He snapped the waistband after he pulled them all the way up. It caught the head of my dick, so I kicked at his ass when he turned to get the rest of the clothes.
“This is driving me crazy, Cam.” He turned back to me, shorts and t-shirt in hand.
I motioned him closer to me with my finger until I could grab his shirt and pull him close enough to whisper in his ear. “That’s the idea.”
He just shook his head and put the shirt on first. The shorts were next, and he took the time to give my bulge a few squeezes. I allowed him to do so without punishment.
After all, he deserved a little something for his effort.
Knock knock kno-
“We’re done,” Luke said, opening the door. Everyone was staring.
Ty teased him. “That was pretty fast, bro. You need some more time?”
I shoved at him and flipped him off.
“Damn, Cam, Noah was right. That shirt is tight as hell. I can see your abs.”
I hadn’t noticed, but looked down. Fuck. Orion’s observation was correct. The shorts didn’t hide much of my dick, either. Wonderful.
I grabbed the paper and pen from the bed.
Can we go?
Apparently, the press had caught wind of the location of the injured athletes, so security had to escort us out of the building. There were a lot of photographers and people yelling questions, but we just kept walking. I assumed someone else would make a statement.
We boarded two pre-arranged taxi vans and headed back towards the hotel.
Mom’s hotel was a few blocks away from the one we’d be in now, so that was conveniently lucky.
Shane and Noah were in our hotel as well, but they had a regular-sized room as opposed to a suite.
They wanted a bit more privacy than a suite would allow.
I hoped that wouldn’t be a problem for me and Luke.
Once we arrived at the hotel, Ty stayed in one van to go with Alex, Orion, and Colton to help get their stuff from the dorm. Colton had already offered to grab mine. The doctor suggested I rest for today and see how I felt in the morning.
For me, it didn’t matter how I felt in the morning. I was going to the gym and nothing would stop me.
The rest of us walked my mom to the hotel. She made me promise I would text her any and all updates. I wrote on the pad that I would, and reminded her that Colton was getting my phone, so we’d have to see if it still worked.
“I have Noah’s number, so I’ll be calling him if you don’t text me tonight,” she warned.
“We’ll figure it all out,” Noah reassured her.
Finally, we were off to our hotel. Noah, Shane and Coach went to handle the business at the front desk and I collapsed on a loveseat with Luke at my side.