10. Camden
Camden
“Hey, ti-”
I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I kind of was - and turned on too. There were three practically naked men in my bed - though now it was Luke’s bed - and they were all asleep.
Colton had his arm over Luke’s stomach, and Luke’s black curls were nestled into Zeph’s very unclothed back. A totally insecure and possessive boyfriend would’ve freaked out stumbling onto something like this, but that wasn’t me.
Who are you trying to kid, Cam?
It was kind of me, though deep down, I knew nothing happened.
Luke would never do that to me. We had discussed threesomes - or even fourgies - and had agreed that wasn’t something we thought we could do.
I wouldn’t put it past Colton and Zeph to joke about sex cheering him up, though they would never do that to me either.
I closed the door and slunk onto the bed under Colton’s arm and behind Luke, careful to avoid his sling. He was usually a light sleeper, but I theorized that his pain meds made him less sensitive. I was able to wrap my arm around his body and press my dick against his ass before he stirred.
“If that’s Colton, we’re going to need to talk about boundaries.”
“Aw, you can’t recognize your favorite penis just from the impression it’s left on your buttcheeks?”
“Second favorite.”
“What?”
“It’s my second favorite penis.”
“Ah yes. How could I forget Orlando Bloom’s Italian vacation.”
“I meant mine, you jerk.”
“Oh, I’m the jerk? Look who’s in bed with two studs?”
“Studs? That’s all we are to you? Not magnificent god-like beings?”
“Shut up, Colton. I’m trying to have a conversation with my boyfriend.”
Zeph turned over to face the three of us. “I saw those Orlando pics. Not as good as my leaked shot, but close.”
“Mmm. This is nice. It’s like a cuddle party and I’m the center of attention.”
Swoon. My boyfriend was so cute and despite our audience, I felt myself smiling - and holding him a little closer.
“Ow!”
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“I think my pain meds are wearing off.”
Luke’s stomach gurgled. I couldn’t help but laugh.
“And I guess, I’m hungry too.”
“I could eat,” Zeph agreed.
“Yeah, the last thing we had in our mouth wasn’t very fillin’. He was definitely a complete bottom.”
“So then it wasn’t Brody?”
“Not yet, Cam. I have a feelin’ he’ll be the last one we conquer,” Colton answered.
“Ah, yes. I can see it now. ‘Colton, Zephyrus and the Final Frontier: Brody’s Hole’.”
“Lord willin’.’”
Oh Jesus.
Back from dinner, I shoved Colton and Zeph towards their room. Luckily, they got the hint. I secured the door in between the rooms, then turned to find Luke staring at me.
“I won’t be up for much.”
“There’s only one part that needs to be up as far as I’m concerned.” I worried for a second that he wasn’t actually up for it. “Unless you really don’t want to do anything.”
He smiled without showing his teeth, one corner of his mouth traveling a little farther up his face than the other. “What’d you have in mind?”
“Did you forget already? Just lay back and find out.”
“I’m getting pretty good at lying on a bed lately. I actually think-”
I pressed my lips against his. I knew it had been a few days, and I wanted this to be good for him.
He needed to get out of his body for a few minutes and I needed to get out of my head.
Focusing on his needs always helped with that.
It was one of the reasons I liked being dominated at times.
And if he couldn’t physically do that to me now, I could be the best little sub I could be in the meantime.
“Close your eyes.”
Luke nodded. I left a trail of soft kisses down his body. Across his bearded cheek, behind his ear, down his neck, careful to avoid the sling.
No button-up fly this time. Luke was still wearing the loose-fitting gym shorts from earlier and nothing underneath.
“When did you lose the jockstrap?” I asked.
Luke glanced down. “Honestly? I have no idea.”
We both laughed. “Jockstrap thief?” I suggested. “Doesn’t really matter, makes it easier to do this.”
I fit his entire semi-hard dick in my mouth in one go, moving my tongue from side to side, trying my best to lick it, but there wasn’t a lot of room since he was hardening quickly. I braced myself with one elbow next to his thigh, while my other hand busied itself removing my shorts and briefs.
I pulled off so I could ask, “You still good to fuck me?”
“As long as you’re good with me lying here, you can do whatever you want with my dick.”
I smiled and grabbed the lube I had left on the nightstand.
I could spend another thirty minutes giving him the best blowjob ever, but I knew he likely had less energy than he was letting on.
In the back of my mind, I also heard a little voice telling me to get back to the village. The responsible voice.
I ignored it for now and slipped two lubed-up fingers inside me and drizzled a generous amount around the head of Luke’s dick.
“Fuck, Cam. You hand feels so good on my cock.” Luke arched off the bed.
“Easy with the arm!” I warned. “Better than my mouth?”
“Both”—he thrusted into my grip—“seem to have their benefits.”
I couldn’t help but flutter my eyes back as my fingertips hit that spot inside of me that Luke’s dick was about to claim for itself.
“Jesus, you look fucking incredible.” Luke’s voice brought me back to the moment. I watched his fingers trail down my stomach until they wrapped themselves around my shaft. “I’m not gonna be able to keep my hands off you, seeing you like this.”
I drove forward, into his hand and scooted up his body, my knees pressed against the bed. I felt his slick head sliding under me and stopped when it seemed close to my hole.
“You ready?” I asked.
Luke nodded. “God, yes.”
It was always a little awkward this way, trying to get his slippery dick blindly into me, but that was part of the fun.
“Need some help?” he asked.
“Shut it.”
I fumbled for another minute before I felt Luke’s hand back there, holding his dick still. Our efforts paid off, and I finally felt the appropriate pressure before my hole opened up and-
God damn!
“You’re so tight.”
I couldn’t imagine how. It was his fifth trip inside me in a week. “Guess I’m all muscles everywhere?”
“That’s the fuckin’ truth,” Luke said with a smile. “Now, ride me, handsome. Fuck yourself on my dick.”
I leaned back, not wanting to get anywhere close to his sling, and used my quads to flex up and down.
The bed must’ve shifted after a few fucks because it started rhythmically knocking the wall.
I would’ve felt self-conscious years ago, but not now.
Colton and Zeph knew we were fucking. Anyone else would know we were fucking, but who cared?
Anyone that could hear us was likely also fucking or using our noise to get themselves off. I still remembered being a horny, single gay teen. It’s what I would’ve done.
All those months of fingering myself, imagining pulling Luke’s dick out of his leotard to get a taste, before bending over to offer him my tight hole.
Christ, gallons of sperm had been spilled over him, and here I was, getting fucked by the man of my dreams.
“Gonna change the angle,” I said. “Let me know if it’s better.”
I brought my left foot forward first, then the right. I was now squatting on his dick, but needed some balance.
“Grab the headboard,” Luke suggested. “You’ll be able to balance on my beam that way.”
I barked out a laugh. “Don’t! Oh God, don’t bring gymnastics into this.”
“You’re the one up there being all muscular and athletic.”
I ignored him and started pistoning up and down. From the sounds coming from Luke, I guessed this was better. I was able to fuck faster.
“I’m already close,” Luke said, trying to get a handle on my cock. He eventually gave up, so I took it into my own hands. Well, hand.
Luke started meeting my ass with his hips. He bit his lower lip and closed his eyes, throwing his head from side to side. He was holding back. It’d be any second now.
I furiously jacked my cock, trying to catch up, but when he unloaded, he slammed up inside me and it - hit - that - spot.
“Cumming, Luke!”
The first spurts rocketed out, coating his chest. A smile broke across his face as his thrusts petered out. I watched him wriggle as I clenched with each spurt until I was done.
“You drenched me!” He laughed, swiping at his collar bone. It was pointless, the cum had already dribbled over his shoulder, onto the pillow.
I ran a finger across his hairy chest and over his abs, trying to collect my cum along the way. Before I could even try to swallow what I had gathered, Luke grabbed my arm and licked it off himself.
“You’re beautiful when you lose yourself,” I said.
“You make me feel so good. That’s all you.”
“Let me get a washcloth to clean you up.”
Once the water was warm enough, I saturated two strangely tiny washcloths and headed back into the bedroom. Luke’s eyes were closed and when I swiped at his stomach, he barely flinched.
“Hey tiger, you asleep?”
“No, m’okay,” he mumbled. “Thank you. Just this is just fine, just fine.” He sighed and rolled away from me, his sling arm pointed up.
I chuckled and did my best to clean up what I could, then maneuvered the blankets out from under him, so I could tuck him in. I sent him a quick text, letting him know he fell asleep, plugged his phone in and got dressed.
It was getting dark out, and time for me to head back to the village.
I was glad Luke was able to sleep, and hopeful that my sexual diversion offered him a reprieve from any stress or negative thoughts.
“Hey Cam!”
Ezra stood up from the couch as I came through the door.
Luke was right; he is like a puppy.
"How's Luke doing?"
"When I left, he was sleeping, so…good?"
"I guess he was tired then, so you two didn't…you know. Forget that. I don't even know why I said it. What you two do together is no one's business."
I made a move for my room.
"But while we're on the subject of sex-"
"Is that what subject we were on?"
At least it was fun to tease him.