Max’s Awakening #25
Author’s notes:
Just in case you forgot where this story left off, Max and Craig had just left Mexico after a fabulous week of fun, sun, diving, and some of the most intense sex of their lives.
Now that Max is back stateside, the pace of the story is going to pick up considerably.
Please accept my continued apologies for the delays between chapters. I’ve been rather occupied with several things - one of them being a different story that was bouncing around in my head that was just begging to be written. I’ve always been kind of annoyed with nifty authors who start a new story without finishing a prior one first. and here I have gone and done just that. But I have come to understand that as a writer, you have to write what’s motivating you at any given time. And in late May, for me it was “Carson Gets Cast” (link below).
But, now that I got that out of my system – it’s full steam ahead to finish the Max series. Promise!
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Chapter 25 – Peaks & Valleys
Jesus! I swear Craig and I should have just fucking stayed in Mexico forever.
My first indication of bad times ahead came right when we landed in Atlanta. I had slept most of the flight, lightly dreaming about the sexy surprises I had in store for Cam. While I was sad to have left, I was excited about seeing Cam and about all the new tricks I would soon be sharing with my boyfriend. I missed him so much. Now that Craig taught me how to control blowing my load, I wanted to lay Cam face down on my bed and fuck him until he came, over and over. That, among other fantasies, kept my dick hard much of the flight as I lightly dozed in and out.
Unfortunately, an unpleasant surprise was waiting for me when I took my phone off airplane mode; it immediately blew up with texts from Cam. The fact that he was trying to text me made me regret not connecting to the free onboard Wi-Fi. I was snoozing (and fantasizing!) and just didn’t bother. Apparently his grandmother, the one who had been sick – you know, the one his mom visited in May when Craig took us to Madison, had just died. He and his parents were flying out to Houston that night. At first I thought maybe I could at least say hi at the airport, but when we compared schedules, their plane was departing about 45 minutes before we were supposed to land. Fuck me! I couldn’t even meet him at the airport for a quick hug. (I had thoughts of sneaking off into a bathroom stall to make out). They weren’t sure how long they would be gone, but Cam thought it would be at least a week. FML!
I was so bitter. ‘Why they hell did she have to die NOW?’ I thought to myself. My excitement about seeing Cam was the only thing that was balancing out my being bummed about having to come home. And now? I was going to have to wait days before he would be back. I know it’s lame as fuck to be mad about someone’s grandma dying, but I just couldn’t get over my disappointment.
To make matters worse, when we stood up to get off the plane, I realized that Craig’s jizz from this morning’s fuck had seeped out of my butt during the flight. My ass and boxers were a sticky mess.
***
A couple things got me to feeling a better, besides the pit stop in the bathroom before customs to clean up the mess in my boxers. (Which, by the way, made me kind of horny because it reminded me just how good Craig’s cock felt when he fucked me a few hours before. I almost jerked off really fast in the stall, but I was afraid maybe customs had cameras in there to catch people hiding drugs or something, so I passed.) For one, I could tell Cam was just as bummed by having to leave as I was. He was telling me that this grandma wasn’t even the one he liked very much and that he hates funerals. He promised that he would have time alone though. His told me that his grandparent’s house is pretty big and he would at least have his own room. He promised that we would definitely be doing a lot of naughty facetiming. That helped.
Craig helped too. When I told him what was going on and he recognized the disappointment in me, he gave me a big hug. He reminded me that my mom would want to be spending some time with me anyway and reminded me that I could also hang out with Noah and some of my other friends. “Deaths are never convenient Max. It’s part of life,” he told me. I know he’s right and it made me feel kind of shitty about only thinking about myself.
What Craig didn’t suggest - which I wish he would have - was that maybe he could come over a few times and fuck my brains out some more.
***
Mom of course was glad to see me. It was the longest I’d been away from her in my whole life and she covered me with hugs and kisses at the airport, which was totally fucking embarrassing. But I let her do her thing. I knew it was just how moms are.
She took the whole next day off work and after I slept in to catch up on sleep, we went out for brunch and did some shopping. She must have really missed me because she bought me some sweet new Nikes for $200 and I didn’t even need new shoes! She asked me all about Mexico, even though I had already talked to her plenty while on the trip and told her about most things we had done. Well, everything I could share with her anyway. But she seemed to want to hear all about it again so I indulged her with as many stories as I could manage. I could tell she was happy that I had so much fun, but was also maybe a little sad that I had so much fun without her. I felt a little sad about her feeling left out.
When we got home, she went up to take a nap and I got to facetime with Cam. His parents had gone with his grandfather to do some funeral arrangements and he had the house to himself. It was great to be able to see him again without the video freezing. The Wi-Fi in Mexico was strong enough to call, but not without the video being choppy. We made good use of our quality signal with a really long session of watching each other jerk off combined with a lot of super dirty talk. It wasn’t like being WITH Cam, but it was something at least.
So my first day home didn’t turn out to be that bad. I had another week to get through, but I realized I could deal with it – especially if I would be able to facetime with Cam. I got Noah coming over tomorrow afternoon too and he’s going to spend the night. So that will get me through another day anyway. I can’t wait to give him shit about actually putting Cam’s dick in his mouth. I know, a good friend wouldn’t probably say anything about it, but we’re great friends, and great friends are gonna give each other shit. I wonder if he will want another BJ too. And by ‘wonder’, I mean ‘I hope’.
***
So Noah came over and yeah, it was awesome. I told him all about Mexico. He knew about some things from my Snapchat and Instagram stories, but there was a lot he didn’t know about too. He was really curious about the diving and we talked again about how great it would be if he and Cam went with us next year. He pressed me again to ask Craig about chaperoning him and I on the trip to Europe. That was something I had intended to talk to Craig about while we were gone, but it had totally slipped my mind.
I told Noah a little bit about Eduardo and his family and mentioned that we fooled around some. “His dick was fatter than yours even,” I said, teasing him.
He looked at me and gave me a look that said, ‘Yeah right’. “Really?” he replied in a smart ass tone. “Maybe you’ve forgotten just how FAT my dick is?”
Well, he didn’t need to ask me twice. I grabbed him and threw him on the bed (playfully) and tugged at his shorts. He laughed as he pushed them down. His dick was already half hard. “I guess you missed me, huh?” I joked. “Let me get reacquainted with it a little and then I’ll decide if it’s thicker than my Mexican friend’s.”
“Please,” he said, almost begging. I engulfed his cock in an instant and took him into my throat rather easily. His cock was thick, but it didn’t have the length of Eduardo’s or Craig’s so it was a piece of cake. He also wasn’t as hairy as either one, thankfully. I bobbed up and down on him and he responded by pushing into me. I could tell he was in a hurry to cum this time. It didn’t take but a couple minutes before he was delivering his sweet juices into the back of my mouth. After having tasted Craig’s cum recently, the differences were unmistakable. Noah’s was not nearly as thick or strong tasting. It was a lot sweeter, almost like pre-cum, but with a hint of that full spunk flavor.
“Oh god,” he moaned after I pulled off him. “Thanks Max,” he said as he pulled a pillow over his face. I think getting sucked by me is still a little embarrassing for him.
“I don’t really mind,” I told him. “But… Eduardo’s was still thicker.” I pulled out my phone and showed him the pictures I had taken of Eduardo’s thick dick.
“Damnnnnnnnnnnnnn!” he exclaimed. “That is flippin massive. Well at least I’m still bigger than you. And Cam,” he added boastfully, grinning.
“Oh yeah? You’ve been checking me out then have you?” I teased. “Something you want to tell me Noah?”
“Oh shut up. Everyone compares. It don’t mean nothing! How the hell did you even get that big Mexican dick in your mouth? And why would you even want to suck something THAT big?”
I shrugged. “It wasn’t that hard. You should have seen him when he sucked his own dick. He could bend right over and put it in his mouth.”
“I don’t get why you guys like sucking dick,” he replied, though it was obviously more of a question.
I explained. “Dude! It’s exciting to have a dick get hard in your mouth and to listen to the guy moan. Don’t you fantasize about licking some chick’s clit and making her cry out?” I asked. Then I added in my fake girl voice, “Oh Noah, your tongue on my clit is driving me crazyyyyyyyyy!”
He laughed. “Well, of course.”
“Well, sucking dick is the gay dudes version of that I guess. So who sucks better, me or Cam?” I asked.
“Jesus, he tells you everything!” he replied sharply, apparently unaware that Cam told me all about their adventures.
“Well duh. Pretty much. I know he liked sucking you. I’m glad he at least he didn’t die of horniness while I was gone. Thanks man.”
“Right,” he said laughing. “No problem.”
“That’s not all he told me.”
“Oh god! Please, No!” he wailed, pulling the pillow back over his face. “Please don’t ask me to try sucking yours.”
“So you really didn’t like it when you tried to suck him?” I asked.
He scrunched up his nose and made a face. “No! Not really. Sorry.”
“Whatever dude. You don’t know what you’re missing.”
“I’ll pass.”
“So did you really say you thought you would rather get fucked in the ass than suck a dick?”
He blushed. “Well I don’t want to do THAT either, but I think it’d be less gross that putting a dick in my mouth.”
“But you’d lick a skanky pussy?” I teased him.
“All …DAY…. LONG,” he replied like a smartass with a shit-eating grin. I gave him back that same gross face he had given me a few seconds earlier. I really loved that Noah and I could tease each other like this because I knew it meant he was truly okay with me being gay. I know that seems like a strange thing to say given he keeps asking me to suck him off, but if Noah had ditched me as a friend I’d been pretty bummed.
I excused myself to the bathroom and jerked off. I was horny from sucking Noah but didn’t want to embarrass him any further by wanking in front of him.
We stayed up a little while playing Playstation before we went to bed. He just slept in my bed this time. As we lay in the dark I asked him again, “so you never answered me about which one of us gives better head.”
He wasn’t hesitant about answering this time. I think in the dark it’s easier to talk about stuff. “Honestly, it feels about the same. But it doesn’t seem as awkward with Cam. I guess because I haven’t known him for as long.”
“Well I still think you should let us both suck you sometime at the same time. We’ll turn you gay yet Noah.”
“No chance.”
***
Noah and I did get to talk with Cam before we went to sleep. With Noah there, Cam and I didn’t repeat our sex stuff, but we just had a great time talking. I am so glad Noah and Cam have gotten to be friends. It was so hard before when I was trying to spend time with both of them. It’s so much easier now that we’re all close and can do things together. We were on the phone forever just talking and laughing about random shit. It was really cool.
Jackson came and got us the next afternoon and we went over to Noah’s house and spent the afternoon at his neighborhood pool. Ashley Richardson, the girl Noah has been crushing on was there. She was wearing a surprisingly revealing bikini with part of her butt hanging out. Even as a gay dude I found it kind of nice to look it. I kept trying to get Noah to go talk to her but he wouldn’t. He’s such a chicken-shit sometimes. I think it was partially because he was boning up from staring at her ass and was staying in the pool to hide it. (I knew he was boned because we started horsing around and I could feel it press into my back when he jumped on me).
On our way out, I stopped and said hi to her and asked her how her summer was going. I kept trying to get Noah to engage in our conversation, but he just stood there next to me, silent, like a total dork. As we walked back to his house, I gave him shit. “Dude, you got to at least try. If you won’t even talk to a girl how are you ever going to taste that skanky pussy you seem to want so badly?”
“I got no chance with her,” he replied. “She was staring your ripped chest up and down and practically drooling. Compared to you I’m at fat slob.”
“She was not and NO, you’re not. You’re just imagining that. I thought she kept looking over at you and smiling.”
“Yeah right. Not.”
“No dude! Really! You look good Noah. Haven’t you ever noticed other guys in the locker room during PE? So many are scrawny, some way too skinny, others fat, but hardly any are ripped. Don’t worry about it dude, you look good, and as the resident homo, I should know!”
“I guess,” he mumbled, still not convinced.
“Honest! Plus you aren’t stuck up and are nice. Girls are going to dig you because you won’t treat them like shit. You don’t treat anyone like shit Noah. You could have ditched me for being gay and all, but you didn’t.”
“I wouldn’t do that,” he replied back. “You’ve been my best friend forever. Why would you think I could ever do that?”
“I didn’t really. See? That’s my point. You’re not a fuckhead. I should IM her and ask her if she’s going to the pool again sometime and suggest we join her.”
“NO! Don’t!” he replied sharply.
“Why not?” I asked.
“She’ll just think YOU like her and where will THAT get me?”
“If I have to, I’ll just tell her I’m gay but that you might be into her.”
“You’d really tell her you are gay? What if she blabs it to the whole school?”
“She won’t. I can tell she’s not like that. Besides, I’m planning to tell people sometime this year anyway. So can I please DM her later? If she’s not into you then you can just set your sights on someone else. You aren’t going to want me and Cam to keep sucking your dick forever are you?” I whispered that last part of course.
“No. I guess not,” he finally relented. “Just don’t make it sound like I’m desperate or nothing. Okay?”
***
When I got home later that night, I DM’d Ashley: “Hey! Whats up? I didn’t know you lived by Noah. Let us know next time you’re going to the pool and maybe we can come up again and hang out.”
“Cool. I will” she replied.
Then about 10 minutes later she sent me another DM. “Does this mean you like me?”
“Well, I think you’re really cool. But I’m going out with someone right now. But….”
“But watttttt?” she answered.
“Well, I think Noah is a kinda into you…” I sent back. Then I held my breath, worried how she would respond.
She sent back a response right away. “No way! He’s super sweet AND cute.” Bingo. That was not a blow off response at all. “I’m up at the pool all the time. I’ll let you know next time and you guys can come up for sure?”
“Sweet just text me or dm me here. whatev.” Then I sent her my number.
So I kind got Noah setup, maybe. I wonder if I should even tell him or just talk him in to going to the pool when she texts?
***
After I got done with that, Cam and I had a long talk and wank session over our phones. He was annoyed as fuck about some stuff that happened at the visitation, and after he vented, we had a nice wank session. Apparently, at the visitation, his mom’s and grandma’s friends fawned all over him, making a huge fuss and even pinching his cheeks. That wasn’t so bad, but their constant inferences about him having so many girlfriends had him very pissed off. “God I just wanted to blurt out I’M GAY so bad,” he told me. “I was already pissed about that and then when I went out of the room I started looking at shit on this bulletin board to kill time. It was this Southern Baptist church and there was the flyer for a counseling service that clearly was not gay friendly. Is your loved one being lured by Satan into the sins of homosexuality? We can help? the damn thing read.”
“Dude that’s crap,” I told him.
“Yeah,” he replied. “Help my ass! I don’t need any fucking help.”
“I would have ripped it down man!”
“Well, I thought about it but didn’t want to make a scene. But it was kind of cool.”
“What was? The flyer? Huh?” I was confused.
“Nah, not that. What happened next I mean. My dad came up and saw what I was looking at that I was getting worked up. He took another flyer and covered it up and just smiled at me. ‘Nobody needs that shit,’ my dad said.”
“That’s awesome,” I replied. “You ready to be tempted by sin then?” I asked as I pulled down my pants and showed him my half hard cock that I had shaved smooth just before he called.
“Fuck yeah,” he replied with a grin. “I can ask for forgiveness later.”
This time without Cam wasn’t going too badly after all, I concluded.
***
Well, It was all going well, but then the next shitty thing happened. Mom took a break from work the next morning and ran me to the gym so I could get a workout in. I probably should have been more careful. After being up late and out in the sun the day before, I was pretty tired. I wasn’t concentrating and came down wrong on a landing and rolled my ankle. It hurt like a mother fucker. One of the coaches, Dale, got me some ice for it and helped me call my mom. It was swelling up pretty good, even with the ice, so he suggested we go get it checked out to make sure it wasn’t something severe.
So yeah, we spent a few hours in a busy ortho clinic getting it x-rayed. The good news is nothing was torn or broken. It’s just a sprain. They gave me a boot to wear and I just have to take it easy for a while. I will still be able to do some things at the gym, just no landings and stuff. I’ll be working a lot on core strength. It’s going to be boring but at least I should be back in a few weeks, maybe less.
I of course had to catch up with Cam when I got home. I had made a Snapchat story of the clinic visit, so he knew about that, but I gave him more details. I also told him about Noah being too chicken to even talk to Ashley. “Dude, we gotta help fix him up or something,” he suggested. I told him I was already working on it.
Cam had more good news. They weren’t staying as long in Texas as they had originally planned. They were having the funeral tomorrow and his Grandpa was actually shooing them out on Sunday after church. According to Cam, his Grandpa thought it would be best if he got back into a routine of his own. There wasn’t that much to deal with and he suggested they come back in a few weeks when they could drive down and help him with cleaning out when they could take some things home. There was no hurry. So, I only have a couple more days to get through before I get to get my hands on Cam’s hot body!
***
Craig felt sorry for me busting up my ankle and came over and took me out to eat on Saturday afternoon. It seemed like more than 5 days since we fucked and left Cozumel. Being with him made me miss it all over again. Since my mom was home, and so was his family, there was not even an option for us to do anything sexual and neither of us even brought it up as an option. I didn’t really want to do anything anyway. I’d been jerking off with Cam, and I was saving my energy for when we could be together.
I had pretty much decided while facetiming with Cam the past couple of days that I would tell him about the stuff Craig and I did in Mexico. I just couldn’t keep it a secret from him. I know he won’t really care and he won’t blab it. But I wanted to wait for him to get home so I could tell him in person.
Then Craig happened to ask me again as he was driving me home to promise that I hadn’t said a word to anyone and made me promise again that I wouldn’t. So now I am back to being confused about what to do. Seems like either way I’m being a shitty friend to someone. But I really think Cam will be quiet about it, so I can tell him and not feel bad and as long as he never says anything to Craig everyone will be happy. It seemed like the simplest and easiest thing to do. Once Cam and I are alone together, I plan to tell him. After I show him some of my new skills of course!
***
So on Sunday, I could hardly stand it. Cam was coming home and his mom already had told him he HAD to go to the gym on Monday to make up for lost time. He’d already asked if I could come along and then spend the night afterwards. Now all I had to do was get through one more day and then all my dreams of the past few days would finally come true.
I don’t know if it was just my elation over Cam being home soon or what, but I woke up with my ankle feeling 200% better, and a raging hard-on that I managed to ignore. I’d been icing it (my ankle, not my dick) of course and taking lots of Advil, but it felt good enough on Sunday when I got up that I just walked carefully without my boot. I still favored it, but it was so much better than it had been. I even thought I could maybe tape the shit out of it when we go to the gym and maybe I’ll be able to do a little more than I had planned.
***
Cam of course texted me when he landed in Minneapolis. He was as excited as I was that we were finally in the same town again after two weeks. He texted me all the way home about the flight and their last morning in Texas. It was nothing all that interesting really. It was just an excuse to talk. When he got home he told me he would catch up with me later after he unpacked. I settled down into the couch to watch some TV and was super jazzed at what happened next. Cam texted me and asked if I wanted to go grab dinner with him and his dad!
Did I? Fuck yeah I did. I couldn’t wait to see him and thought I was going to have to wait until tomorrow. I was so excited I started to run upstairs to put on some better clothes and completely forgot I had a bum ankle. I realized it when it slid out and twisted on the second stair. It hurt like a bitch again. Nice going Max, you dumbass.
***
Cam’s dad pulled up about 20 minutes later and Cam got out of the car to greet me. I don’t remember for sure, but I think he almost ran towards me to give me a hug. The look on his face was one of pure joy. It gave me butterflies to know he was as happy as I was to be together again. I hobbled as fast as I could towards him too. It was definitely more of a bro hug than I would give him in private, but it was a satisfying greeting nonetheless. His dad shot us a shy grin from inside the car.
“Thanks for inviting me Mr. Rice,” I said as I clipped in my seat belt.
“No problem Max. It’s good to see you again. And I KNOW Cam has missed you. I thought you guys would be anxious to see each other, so when Cam’s mom said she wanted to take a nap instead of eating, I suggested to Cam that we invite you.”
“Wow. Thanks so much,” I told him. It was awesome knowing Cam’s dad was kind of helping us.
“Yeah, I tried to get mom to let you just spend the night tonight too, but she wanted to catch up on laundry and relax tonight,” Cam said.
“Maybe you could crash at my house,” I said excitedly. I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of that before now!
But his dad shot us down. “I think it would be better to crash at home tonight Cam. I’m afraid of how it would look to mom if you came back home and immediately went back to your old routine. She might think you don’t care about her mom passing away.”
So I would just have to wait until tomorrow after we went to the gym to have fun, but that was okay. Just being able to hang out with Cam tonight was still an unexpected bonus.
Cam and I subtly held hands and gave each other flirty eyes in the back seat all the way to the restaurant. I don’t know about Cam, but I was getting hard just being in the back seat next to him.
Cam’s dad really is cool. Cam talked again about all the old ladies asking him about having a girl friend and his Dad apologized for him having to go through that. He asked us again about when we might come out and Cam and I both agreed sometime this school year we would do it. His dad took a deep breath. “Still not looking forward to mom’s reaction. But we’ll get through it,” he assured us.
When his dad dropped me off it was starting to get dark. “Goodnight Max,” his dad told me.
“Goodnight Mr. Rice. See ya tomorrow Cam,” I said as I waved. I smiled at Cam as they drove away and then went inside.
About a minute later Cam texted me. “My dad was just teasing me that I didn’t give you a good night kiss. FML. I think I liked it better when he didn’t know about us!”
“Lol. Your dad’s cool…. But I don’t need to be doing that in front of him,” I replied.
“No shit. See ya tomorrow.”
***
Cam is so different around his mom. Last night with his dad, he sat in the back seat with me and even held my hand. When his mom took us to the gym, he sat in the front seat and acted much more like a friend than a boyfriend. He steered all the talk to gymnastics while his mom seemed to be most interested in finding out if there were any cute girls in Mexico, or if there were any at the gym that either of us might like. “I just hope you two don’t decide to chase after the same girl and ruin your friendship,” she actually said at one point. Jesus! How much thought has she put into our love lives?
That car ride with his mom sucked. I couldn’t wait to get out when we finally got to the gym. It made me realize how much easier it will be when we don’t have to hide who we are any longer. It wasn’t like we were doing anything overtly gay with his dad last night or anything, but it was so much more comfortable not to have to be pretending. Then again, I also realized how awful it will be when she finds out. She is going to lose her shit. If it weren’t for his dad, I’d honestly be afraid of her sending Cam off someplace to be ‘fixed’.
***
When we got inside the gym, we put our stuff down and then Cam motioned me towards the bathroom. As soon as the door closed, Cam grabbed me and immediately had his tongue pushing into my mouth like a boy possessed! He had a glimmer in his eye that revealed a sense of urgency as his hands ran frantically up and down my back before resting on my ass and pulling me tight against him. I could feel his hardening cock press against my own. This was so unexpected - and hot!
We frantically made out like we’d never done it before until we finally broke free for air. “Damn, dude, I’m not sure I can’t concentrate on gymnastics after that,” I told him.
“Well, if I didn’t do that, I wasn’t going to be able to concentrate ON gymnastics,” he replied with a snicker. “We don’t need both us of banged up now do we?”
I laughed. “True. But now I got a boner.”
“I’ll take care of that as soon as we get back to my house.”
“Your mom has some place to go, right?”
“Meetings all afternoon. Won’t be back til dinner time,” he replied happily. That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. I knew his dad had left that morning for a few days again on business. We would have the whole place to ourselves. We could do whatever we wanted, wherever we wanted.
“Perfect. I can’t wait to fuck again!” I told him.
“I knew you’d want this dick in you some more,” he said grabbing his crotch. “How many times you watched that vid of me fucking your tight ass dreaming about it?”
“A ton! But, umm… I was thinking I might fuck you first if that’s ok.”
“Flip fuck huh? Shit yeah dude. C’mon, we better get to work,” he said and started to walk out.
I grabbed him and gave him another hug and kiss. “I’ve missed you so much,” I whispered.
“I know. Me too. I love you Max,” he replied.
“I love you too Cam.”
***
When we came out of the john, Dale, the owner of the gym and one of our coaches caught up to us. “I wondered if you two lovebirds were going to ever come out of there and get to work,” he said in a hushed town.
“What are you talking about Dale?” Cam asked him, trying to play it cool.
“Phhhft,” he laughed, shaking his head. “Guys, give me a break alright. Don’t insult my intelligence. I’m not THAT blind. I see it. It’s all good with me, as long as the team is clicking that’s really all I care about. Just don’t go breaking-up or something and ruin it ok?”
I was thrown off. I had no idea Dale or anyone else at the gym knew about us, except for Ian and Spencer of course. Did one of them tell on us or were we really that obvious? My first reaction was to deny it all.
“We’re just friends, Dale,” I interjected, before Cam shushed me with a frown.
“We’re really that obvious?” Cam asked before I could carry on with any more denials. Apparently Cam was much more ready to expand the circle of those in the know about us than I was.
“Well, it is if you know what to look for,” he replied with a wink. What the hell did that mean? He’s married to Lisa – the other owner of the gym? Was he bi or something? Maybe he’d had teammates be into each other before Cam and I?
“We’ll be careful Dale,” Cam answered. “And don’t worry, there’s no way we’re breaking up anytime soon. Right Max?”
“Uh…uh... right.” I muttered, still shocked Cam was willing to be honest with Dale. I was turning red from embarrassment. I was also angry at myself that my first instinct was to deny everything. I’d have to get used to being more honest.
“Ok well concentrate on your workout, please. I don’t need any more injuries right?”
“Yes sir,” we muttered in unison.
“And Dale?” Cam added.
“Yeah?” he replied.
“Please don’t tell people. Our parents aren’t in on this yet,” Cam explained.
“Secret’s safe with me guys,” he assured us. “But I wouldn’t wait too long. Others might start figuring it out.”
***
I don’t know how exactly, but we both powered through two solid hours of workouts. I didn’t do nearly as much as Cam with my ankle. I tried to talk Dale into taping it up really well so I could do more but he shut that down real fast. “Few more days of rest first, Max. Rush it now you’ll be out longer and we need you back full strength.”
Twenty minutes later, we were alone in Cam’s kitchen, sweaty, hungry and horny. As much as I wanted to rip his clothes off right there and bend him over the counter, I think we both knew we needed to refuel. Cam’s mom had some made a vegetable lasagna that morning. We each nuked a sizable piece and ate it rather quickly.
“Shower?” Cam asked as we put our plates in the dishwasher. “Then fuck?”
I nodded and followed him to the basement. I guess Cam thought the showers by the hot tub would be better to share than his smaller one upstairs and I couldn’t fault him on that. The bathroom in the basement by the hot tub is huge and open. As Cam started to undress, I was already getting hard. When Cam pulled off his underwear, he was pretty much boned already too. He looked down at his boner and then looked at me and smiled. He was shaved perfectly smooth and damn he looked hot as fuck!
We embraced under the warm shower spray, our tongues once again exploring each other’s mouths. I missed this. I missed his taste. I missed his chiseled body pressed against mine. In my head I thought about how much flabbier Craig was – not that Craig is fat by any means, but he’s definitely not Cam. It feels so satisfying with my arms around Cam’s smaller, smooth body. Hugging Craig’s large body felt kind of odd, especially with his chest hair tickling me. Sex stuff with Craig was amazing, but there’s something about being with my boy. With both of us being smooth, it feels so much sexier when our bodies slide against each other.
Cam broke free and lathered up a sponge and ran it over my body, thankfully erasing the stench from our workout. As I rinsed off, he dropped to his knees and took my hard cock into his mouth. His lips were soon pressed against my body as the tip of my cock tickled his throat. I moaned in delight as he gripped my ass and pulled me into him, trying to take me even deeper. “Oh God Cam,” I moaned. I could feel myself wanting to cum already. I clamped down though, stopping it like Craig had taught me. I was determined that I was going to cum in Cam’s ass and not right here in the shower.
He finally let my cock slide free and stood up. “God I’ve missed your cock,” he whispered as we started making out again. His cock was as stiff as I’d ever seen it. It pressed against my abs as we swapped spit.
I soaped Cam up, running the soap all over his perfect body. I made sure to soap up his crack and hole and then did my own again. I planned to eat his smooth hole before I fucked him and I wanted it clean. I dropped to my knees and took his perfect dick into my mouth. After Eduardo, Craig and even Noah, sucking Cam’s 5” teen dick was practically effortless. I immediately swallowed him whole. I explored his soapy crack with my fingers as I swirled my tongue around his throbbing cock. I could feel it pulsing in my mouth! I sucked on him for a good couple minutes before standing up and rinsing off.
Cam shut off the spray and got us each a towel. “Should I turn on the sauna to get dried off in or what?” he asked.
As fun as that sounded, I really wanted to do him face down on his bed – like I’d been dreaming of for days. I was afraid if we got in the sauna we would start getting into it and not be able to relocate. “How about we just go up to your room instead, stud?” I asked.
He motioned his head toward the door and I followed. Once inside his room we both jumped onto his bed and immediately started making out again. The swirling air from the ceiling fan hit the damp spots on my backside and gave me a chill, creating a contrast to the warmth coming off of Cam’s body onto my chest. The slight chill caused a tingle up and down my back. We were both getting harder by the minute, our hard cocks pressed between us and rubbing against each other. I pushed him onto his back and moved my mouth downward, stopping to lick and suck both of his nipples before I continued my journey south. I kissed his stomach, causing him to flinch before reacquainting my mouth with his cock. I took him into my mouth again and once I had his cock into my throat, I did the humming thing that Craig had taught me in Mexico. “Holy fuck Max,” he barked. “That’s freaking amazing dude.”
I kept it up just long enough to get his breathing to quicken and then I let his throbbing dick slide from my mouth. I licked his balls briefly, before continuing on to my final destination. I licked under his sack before pushing his legs back and eagerly pressing my tongue against his tight pink hole. Oh god! Just the thought of my cock being in there made my erection twitch and pulse. I could feel a large glob of precum push out of my own cock. I gathered it on my finger and rubbed it around Cam’s hole and gently slid my finger tip inside. He gasped and sucked in a deep breath.
“Where’s the lube?” I asked as I continued to lap at his hole. He edged his body towards the side of the bed so that he could reach into his nightstand. He dangled the tube of lube over his cock for me to see. I took it from him and wasted no time smearing some on his hole. I pushed in one finger, then two. I was moving this along faster than I had imagined and I briefly thought I should slow down and take my time. But I thought again and fuck that, I wanted my cock inside him. Thankfully, my dick isn’t that fat, so two fingers spreading lube into him was all I needed to get him prepared.
“Flip over dude. I think you’re ready,” I commanded.
“Oh yeah! Give it to me Max! But don’t forget, I’m going to do you as soon as you cum,” he replied, looking back at me with a grin. “I know you won’t take too long,” he added. Ha! Little did he know! I didn’t say anything. I figured it giving him a longer than expected fucking would be a welcome surprise for him.
He rolled onto his hands and knees, but stayed up on all fours. “Not like that,” I told him as I grabbed a pillow and slid it in front of his legs. He turned back to me again, a look of confusion on his face. I spread my towel across his pillow and told him to lay on it. “Ohhhhh! Kinky Max,” he quipped.
I quickly spread his legs and lay atop him, letting my steeled cock press into his crack. Just the warmth of his ass crack felt incredible as I rocked slowly back and forth as I kissed the back of his neck. “Oh God dude!” he moaned. “You’re driving me fucking crazy!”
“You ready Cam? You want me to fuck you now?” I teased.
“Do it man! DO IT!” he commanded, sounding desperate for my cock to be in him.
I leaned up off him just enough to be able to add some lube to my cock. Then I scooted down a few inches and pushed my cockhead down towards his waiting hole. My cock was so hard it was difficult to bend downwards and I had to lift my hips to correct the angle. I nuzzled the head of my cock up against his hole and then with a minor shift of my weight, I lowered myself and it slipped inside. Oh man! The warmth of Cam’s insides enveloped my cock instantly. It was the most amazing feeling. I lay back atop him, my chest pressed against his back as my cock pushed deeper into him. I could feel the head of my cock slide across something inside him. “Oh shit Max, oh shit!” he immediately exclaimed.
Fucking Cam was so much different than when I tried it with Craig last week. That was really awkward and not very satisfying. Something about Cam’s smooth, smaller body made him seem so much more appealing to fuck. Craig’s wider, hairier ass just wasn’t very inviting now that I thought about it. Cam’s ass, on the other hand, practically begged to be fucked. It just seemed more right to me to be putting my cock into Cam’s smooth ass. It was a very mediocre experience trying to fuck Craig, but burying my dick inside Cam like this was pure bliss. Hearing Cam’s still boyish voice beg for my cock was different (and better) too.
I started moving my hips, but only slightly. I could tell I was massaging his prostate. He started moving his ass up and down as well, trying to enhance his pleasure. It was heavenly. I kept pumping and he kept bucking his hips. It was perfect harmony. It felt fantastic. I had to slow my breathing and contract my muscles to keep my orgasm from coming, but it was a piece of cake after having practiced it in Mexico several times. I wanted to make this fuck last a long time and I most certainly wanted to make Cam cum from my cock in his ass.
Turns out that didn’t take nearly as long as I expected. I’d entwined our arms and clasped his hands, just like Craig and I had done in Mexico. I’d probably been working my cock around in his ass for maybe 3 or 4 minutes when he started grinding harder against me and against the pillow as his breathing got louder and faster. I remember how it was when Craig did me like this. It was sweet as fuck getting a prostate massage from the inside while my cock rubbed against the pillow. “Oh shit Max, you’re gonna make me cum,” he exclaimed, though it hardly seemed like a complaint. I slowed my actions and just let him hump the pillow. His thrusting was still working the knob of my dick against his inner nut. He didn’t last but another 20 seconds. I felt his ass clamp down on my cock as he blasted his load into the towel and grunted loudly.
Once he stopped moving, I pushed my cock deeper into him and covered his neck and face with kisses. “Feel good baby?” I asked him.
“Jesus Max! I never came so hard in my life. And I didn’t even touch my dick!”
I gave him a couple deep thrusts. “I thought you might like this,” I said as I somehow managed to feed my tongue into his mouth despite the strange angle. Very slowly I worked my cock in and out of his ass as we made out, moving it around just enough to stay hard. “You’re really gonna like it when I really start fucking you.”
“Hmm. Damn Max, I can’t believe YOU didn’t cum already,” he commented.
“Is that a problem?” I asked teasingly.
“No. Just not like you. But god damn Max, I fucking love it.”
“Oh yeah, well love THIS!” I answered as I pulled my cock most of the way out and slammed it back into him. He yelped. I did it again. And again, causing him to yelp each time my cock plunged into him. I was soon slamming my body against his smooth ass with a smack every time I plunged deep into him.
I was fucking him and fucking him hard and while it felt amazing, I was still managing to stave off any rumblings of an orgasm. Soon Cam started to hum and moan again. “Oh shit Max, oh shit,” he muttered between gasps and moans. It was then I realized I might even manage to make him cum a second time! That would be beyond amazing. I smiled as the thought entered my mind. I decide to talk dirty to him to help with the cause. “Oh yeah, feels good don’t it. You missed my cock didn’t you? You missed it so much you will cum for me again won’t you,” I commanded – between an occasional grunt of course - as I continued to assault his tight ass.
“Shit Max, shit. Don’t stop, don’t stop,” he begged. “I’m going to blow again,” he grunted.
“I pressed my cock against his nub and worked it around. Then I started fucking him again, as hard and fast as I could. I knew I had sent him over the edge a second time when he arched his head and screamed out as his ass once again clamped down around my cock.”
I looked at his clock. 1:27. I remember looking at it when I first pushed into him. That was at 1:15. 12 minutes of fucking and he’d blown two loads. I bet that pillow was a mess! Satisfied that I had given him his best fuck ever, I started pumping away again, this time unconcerned about holding off my own orgasm. I was ready to blow. Now that I wasn’t holding back, it didn’t take me long. My orgasm came rather suddenly in fact. The clock just turned 1:28 when my body shook and my hips arched, pressing my cock as deep as it would go to as I screamed out and coated Cam’s insides with several powerful jets of boy juice.
I collapsed onto him briefly before carefully sliding my jizz covered cock from his ass and rolling over onto my back next to him. “I thought you’d like my new skills,” I whispered after catching my breath and then I kissed him softly as I rubbed his back.
“No shit I did. Jesus fucking Christ dude! What the fuck? I should send you to Mexico more often. That was majorly intense!” he replied before kissing me back softly.
***
We lay in silence, smiling at each other as we both came down from our post-orgasmic highs. “So, are you still planning to return the favor Cam?” I asked as I gave him another gentle kiss.
“Damn right. But…uh… I’m going to need just a little bit of time to recover. You made me blow twice you know?” He rolled over and tossed the pillow aside, hanging onto the towel. “Look at all that cum,” he said, holding the towel up to me to admire.
I pressed my finger into the mass of jizz and gave it a taste. “Not bad,” I said and grinned at him. “I know you blew twice. I could tell. I thought you’d like getting fucked like that.”
“Oh man! Did I ever. Where did you get that idea anyway?”
“I picked up a few tricks while I was gone I guess. Like that position, and humming while I sucked you. And especially figuring out how to keep from cumming so fast,” I said proudly.
“Oh shit yeah, that humming thing was amazing too. What did you do, watch porn the whole time or something?”
“Not exactly,” I responded softly. It was time to tell Cam about Craig and this was leading into it perfectly I thought.
“That Mexican boy show you all this shit?” he asked. “I thought you said you just sucked him?”
“Nah. It was wasn’t Eduardo. He’d never done anything with another guy. It was actually Craig.”
“Huh?” he asked, sitting up, clearly surprised, his eyebrows raised. “You mean he gave you some sex tips or something?”
I was on my back, staring up at his ceiling fan, watching it spin. “Yes. And…well…he kind of showed me a few too,” I said nonchalantly, looking upwards intentionally away from Cam.
“What? He SHOWED you? What do you mean SHOWED you?” he asked, this time clearly more alarmed.
“We kind of did some stuff,” I said rolling towards him. I was beginning to get a little anxious all of a sudden.
“Wait! Wait! Wait! Fucking Wait! Craig? Did sex stuff with YOU? What the fuck dude?” This certainly wasn’t the response I expected. In my mind I thought he might be a little jealous and want details. After all, he was the one who always told me Craig was hot. But now he seemed pissed off.
“Yeah. It’s no big deal. It was like that porno we watched the first time I crashed here.”
“No it was NOT like a porno! Fuck Max! That’s twisted. He’s practically like your dad!”
“Well he did like when I called him Daddy,” I replied, laughing, trying to be funny.
“This ain’t fucking funny Max,” he practically yelled, getting angrier. I hadn’t seen this much rage in his expression since he first moved here and hated everyone. “I can’t fucking believe this.”
I got the feeling he thought maybe it was all Craig’s idea and that he thought he was evil or something. But, it wasn’t like that and I tried to explain. “Chill, okay! It wasn’t like he forced me. I started it all anyway. I was my idea Cam.”
“You started it how?” he demanded to know.
“Well, I sucked his dick to wake him up one day, you know like we do. He went to bed drunk and was naked and it was so hot looking I couldn’t resist.”
“Oh Great,” he said rather sarcastically. “That was OUR thing Max. Jesus! Is that all you did?” he asked, insisting on more information.
While my brain was telling me I probably shouldn’t tell him anything else, my conscious wanted to be truthful with him and just lay it all out. “Not just that, no,” I muttered nervously.
“Well? What else?”
“Pretty much everything,” I admitted with a shrug.
“Jesus Christ Max,” he said standing up. He paced around the room, running his fingers through his hair. He stopped and picked up a pair of shorts from the floor and pulled them on. “I can’t believe you Max! You mean he fucked you? He fucked you like you just did me?”
“Yeah,” I admitted. “But I wanted him to,” I added trying to explain it was something I was ok with.
“And all this time you didn’t say shit to me about it? Fuck you Max. That’s bullshit. We tell each other everything! Or at least I THOUGHT we did!” Cam’s whole body was starting to redden. It reminded me of those cartoons where someone gets so angry steam comes out of their ears.
I walked to him and tried to take his arms. “Cam, relax. We were both doing stuff, right? You and Noah. Me and Eduardo. And Craig.”
He jerked his arms away from me. “Yeah the difference of course being I fucking TOLD YOU about it right away. I wasn’t hiding it.”
“I wasn’t trying to hide it,” I answered. “I just wanted to surprise you with the things I learned and then tell you in person. That’s all. I wasn’t ever going to keep it from you, I swear!” I guess that was kind of a lie, I did go back and forth for a while on whether to tell Cam.
“Well, with me and Noah was just blow jobs. I would NOT have fucked him. That…. That…. “ he stammered and his face started to redden. “Don’t you understand that was something special I wanted to just do with only you and nobody else?”
That seemed like a strange thing for him to say, considering we had both fucked Spencer before fucking each other. I’d certainly never thought about it like that, though I hadn’t really given any thought to being fucked by anyone else either until it all just happened with Craig. But I kind of got it too, now that he said it. “I’m sorry Cam. I really am. Don’t be mad, please! We both fucked Spencer already and we never said that was just for us, did we?” This was not turning out how I expected at all.
“Spencer was forever ago and he’s OUR AGE. I thought it was obvious without saying that fucking was something special we were keeping to ourselves. Does everything have to be spelled out for you? I just can’t fucking believe you Max. Letting a grown man fuck you? Your hole is probably all stretched out now from his big dick. How many times did you do it? More than once?”
“Just a few. Not that many?”
“A few? Jesus Max! This is so fucked up!”
“I think you are really over reacting Cam. It’s not that big of deal.”
That unfortunately only seemed to make him angrier. “The hell it isn’t. I’m supposed to share you with a grown up? Fuck that! You’re supposed to be MY boyfriend! I thought that meant something!”
I was suddenly glad in a way that Craig had told me we wouldn’t be doing it any more now that we were home. At least I could tell Cam that and hopefully get him to calm down. “Well, don’t worry. It’s not going to happen ever again with Craig anyway. He said we had to stop when we came home.”
“Well no shit! He’s got his prize and now he’s probably going stop even spending time with you. Damn, I knew there was something about him that was different. No wonder he’s been so cool to you - to US, and always talking about sex and stuff. He was grooming you this whole time Max. The dude’s a pedo. It’s so obvious to me now. No wonder he took you to Mexico. It was a perfect way to get into your pants without getting busted.”
“That’s not true,” I barked back, now getting angry myself. No way did I think Craig planned the whole trip to do that. “He was mad when I started it. He’s not like that!” I replied, defending Craig.
“No, well he sure didn’t mind once you got things rolling, OBVIOUSLY! You did at least use a rubber right?”
“Yes of course,” I answered, then suddenly remembered the last time where we didn’t have time to go get another condom.
He must have read my face. “Are you sure?” he demanded. “Don’t fucking lie to me Max! Your face was saying NO while you were saying yes,” he continued, his voice getting increasingly louder. He looked at me with his arms crossed waiting for an answer.
“Well,” I sighed. “We did except for the very last time. It was the last morning and I begged him to do it though, honest! We didn’t have time to guy buy more.”
“Great. So the guy who freaked out about US doing it bare and rushed out to buy US condoms and lube dumped a load in your ass. Un-fucking-real!” he replied, throwing up his hands. “I hope to fuck he is clean now that you just fucked me bare. I’m so mad right now Max. I can’t believe you did that AND didn’t tell me.”
“I’m telling you now though, Cam. Please,” I begged. “I didn’t at first because Craig asked me not to. Then like I said, I thought it would be cool to surprise you with these sex tricks. I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to hide it. I just wanted to tell you in person.”
“Well OF COURSE he doesn’t want you to tell. God! You’re so stupid Max.” He paced around some more, looking at the floor. “He’s no better than your dad. You get that right? What? Are you naturally attracted to child molesters or something?”
I felt like he punched me in the gut. I didn’t expect him to bring my dad into this. His comment made begin to cry. “I’m not a fucking child,” I managed to blurt out. “And he didn’t molest me. Why are you making such a big deal out of this,” I asked between sobs, my chest starting to heave as my crying took over me.
“Well, Max, let me spell it out for you. Not only did you let another guy fuck you - something I thought was special between us - you did it without protection. And you did it without fucking asking me, or even bothering to tell me. And you did it over and over, with a grown-up who clearly was just using you. And the best part? Jesus! Is you admit to starting it all? That makes it even worse. And you don’t get why it’s such a fucking betrayal?! How can I ever trust you again?”
“What? Cam? No,” I pleaded. “I’m sorry. I’ll not do it again. I swear!”
“You know what? I just don’t think I can be around you.”
“What?” I asked, confused. “No!”
“You need to leave. Now!” he demanded, pointing at the door.
“But…but…but…” I stammered.
“No, really. Go the fuck away! I’ll get your stuff from the bathroom downstairs,” he answered and left the room, stomping angrily down the hall.
Tears ran down my face. I was crushed. I stumbled down to the kitchen and grabbed my bag and put on some clothes and tried to dry my eyes. “Here!” he said hatefully, handing my clothes from the gym. “Now leave!”
I walked to the door. He opened it and followed me onto the porch. I stopped and turned to Cam. He was beginning to cry now too. His face was puffy and his eyes were watery. Maybe he was starting to chill and I could turn this around I thought. “Please Cam. I’m sorry,” I managed to get out between my continued sobs. “Can’t we just talk this out, inside?” I suggested. His eyes told me that idea was not going to happen. “Or maybe I’ll call you tomorrow and we can figure this out, ok?”
“Don’t bother Max. We’re through! I never want to talk to you AGAIN!” he yelled. Then he went inside and slammed the door so hard their wreath flew off.
I walked slowly down his driveway, and then quickly out of his neighborhood, hoping none of his neighbors would see me bawling like a baby. So much for not being a child.
***
It took me an hour and a half to walk the three miles to my house. My ankle got sorer as I went and I got slower and slower. I thought about trying to call my mom to come get me, but then I would have to explain why I was coming home early and walking. It would also be obvious I had been crying, so that wasn’t going to work. At least the walk gave me time to think, though what it mostly did was give me time to get angry with everyone.
I focused my anger at Cam first, because I still didn’t think I’d done anything wrong and felt like he was totally overreacting. We never said anything about fucking just being for us! How am I supposed to read his mind? Hell, he’d even joked about fucking Noah after Noah told him he’d rather be fucked than suck someone. I wouldn’t have been mad at him if he and Noah had done it. Not at all! And I wouldn’t have been mad if he had Spencer over and fucked him while I was gone either. It was so stupid. Plus saying what he did about my dad was really low. That made me both sad and angry.
Even though I was trying to find reasons to be mad at Cam, I knew that was just a stupid mind trick to get even. I knew what I truly wanted was for him not to be mad at me and for this whole thing to blow over and for us to be back to normal. I wanted to feel his embrace and feel loved by him. That’s what I wanted and needed.
I couldn’t help but to think what Cam had said about Craig doing all this stuff with me just so he could eventually have sex with me. In some ways, maybe Cam was right. Why would a grown man like Craig with a family and a busy life want to spend time with someone he hardly knows? Not only that, he spent a fucking fortune on me: the scuba lessons, the trip, lots of clothes, and food. Maybe he DID do all this just to get a chance at doing stuff with me? As I thought of it like that, it made me feel used, like I was Craig’s own personal boy prostitute.
It made me angry at Craig for maybe being like that and it made me disappointed with myself that I didn’t figure that out sooner and that I fell for it. Cam is right. I AM so stupid! Hell, now that I think about it, he was staring at my dick the very first night we went out. In the bathroom of the restaurant, remember? How did I not clue in faster? Hell, he even kind of straight up told me he kind of liked boys – or at least liked hearing about Cam and I doing stuff. And I just let him do it! I was really getting down on myself for being so stupid.
But then I thought about it more. That didn’t really make sense either. If I hadn’t started stuff in Mexico, nothing would have happened. I am 100% sure of that. He was clearly not happy when he woke up and discovered me sucking him the first time. He wasn’t faking his anger. Also, he never pressured me into anything. He even told me I had to start it each time and I did. I practically begged him to do everything we did. I’m the perverted one if anyone, I thought, which didn’t do much to help how I was feeling about myself at the moment. Then, I thought of all the things Craig has done for me. He’s been kinder to me than my dad ever was. It was just a week ago I was about to cry because we were leaving Mexico. That sadness was legit. And so was the connection we had there, both during the sex and while doing other things. No! No way was Craig a monster. Besides, I can’t be mad at him too. If I don’t have Cam, I NEED Craig.
I started to try to figure out a way to get Cam back. What could I do to get him to stop being angry? I could maybe try to write him a long note begging him to forgive me and then text it. But what would I say, other than I’m sorry over and over and promise not to do anything with anyone else ever again? I thought about maybe seeing if I could get Noah to talk to him, but then I’d have to tell him why we are not friends anymore and that clearly wasn’t going to work. How would Noah even react when he finds out Cam and I aren’t friends? Would he keep being friends with Cam or just stick with me?
I hadn’t even thought about gymnastics until I was about a half mile from home. Fuck! What was I going to do about that? How could I keep going there every night with someone who hates me and won’t talk to me? And Fuck! Dale will be furious. He just warned us about not breaking up this afternoon. God dammit! At least I had a bum ankle and could stay away a little longer. Maybe long enough to get Cam back and nobody will know we even had a fight? If not, then I decided I might just quit. I wondered if maybe Cam would go to a different gym, so maybe I wouldn’t have to. But I’d still see him at meets and that would suck too. And Dale would still be mad at me for causing Cam to leave his team. This whole thing sucks. God, getting dumped is the worst in so many ways.
I felt so alone walking home. I wished I had someone to talk to about all this. Craig would be the obvious one to talk to, but then I’d have to admit to him that I told Cam about Mexico and that we broke up. Then I’d have him and Cam both livid with me. I mean, I guess I could just lie and tell him Cam dumped me for some other reason, but what? I couldn’t think of another reason Cam would break up with me. Hell, this reason didn’t even make sense to me as it was.
I figured I would go home, take a nap and then write a long note to Cam trying to explain things more. I could tell him how it all happened in Mexico and how I’m sure Craig didn’t plan it at all. I will tell him how sorry I am and beg him to let me be his boyfriend again. Honestly, I would do about anything he wanted me to if he would just forgive me and let us start fresh.
***
I had just gotten home and filled an ice bag and gone to my room. I was exhausted in every way: Physically from working out, the sex, and walking home. Emotionally from the argument, being dumped and crying. I stripped and climbed into bed, wrapping the ice bag around my ankle.
I was just about asleep when my phone rang. I excitedly grabbed it, desperately hoping it was Cam. But it was Craig.
“Hey,” I answered.
“Max!” he said. I could sense anger in his voice from just saying my name. “Why Max WHY?” he pleaded.
“Huh?” I asked.
“You promised not to tell Max. You fucking promised,” he said. I could tell he was upset and maybe even crying.
How did he know? “Uh….uh….,” I stammered not sure what to even say.
“Well? What do you have to say for yourself? You’ve probably ruined my life Max! You get that right? If your boyfriend tells anyone about what we did in Mexico, I am fucking screwed! You know that right? God I hope you figure out how to lie and do it fast.”
“I’m sorry Craig,” I murmured. “I really didn’t think Cam would care,” I added, barely getting the words out.
“Well, apparently he did. He snapped me a message calling me a pervert and a predator and threatening to ruin my life. What did you tell him Max?”
“Everything,” I ashamedly admitted.
“Jesus. I’ve got to go,” he yelled. “I’m not sure we can see each other anymore Max. I probably need to find a good lawyer.”
Then he hung up.
This is the worst day of my life. Suddenly I didn’t think a desperate note to Cam would solve this. I threw my phone on the floor and cried myself to sleep.
** End of Chapter 25 **
Author’s note:
Well, that was a bit of a curve huh? I figure I’ll get some negative responses for ruining what was a relatively happy tale of forbidden love. But with this story, I’ve tried to keep it relatively realistic and this seemed like a more logical turn of events, even if it is a downer. So to those that had hoped Craig would come back to the states and start messing around with all of Max’s young friends, I do apologize as I know this turn was not what you probably expected.
Will our friends Craig and Max find their way out of this horrible turn of events? Is this the end of Craig mentoring Max? Will Cam ever forgive Max? Is Craig in deep shit? I do hope I’ve created enough interest in these characters that you’ll want to stick around to find out.
If it’s any consolation, I do have a penchant for happy endings.
Thanks as always for the continued feedback craigpnifty@protonmail.com
Be safe and be well.