His whole body radiated this energy, a healthy glow like some super-fit alien. And when he played hockey, he had this focus and intensity, like he was directing a laser at the game. I found Jimmy so hot when he was focused on hockey. What I didn’t realize was that he could focus on other physical activities as well. Whew.
I could not remember ever being so attracted to someone, ever. And now he had asked me out. I guess he overcame whatever scruples he had about not dating anyone. Should I go for it?
So what if we weren’t going to be in the same place ever again? We didn’t have to have a relationship; we could have a fling. That was what people did in the summer. And if Jimmy’s kissing was any indication, he would be really good at other things as well. Hell, if he was even half as good as he was in my dreams, he would be spectacular.
The next morning, more than a few people were under the weather. Eric never appeared at breakfast, and I was pretty sure Xavier had been throwing up. I had woken up with a headache, and once I remembered I had gotten up on stage and performed a Trooper song complete with air guitar solo, I felt even worse. Hopefully what happened in Lake Carswell would stay here.
Steve appeared at breakfast. He was surprisingly chipper, whistling and smiling. All he lacked was a sign saying, “I got some last night.”
He sat down beside Loreal and me. “Ladies? How’s she going?”
“We’re going good,” said Loreal. True to her word she had drunk quite a bit, but aside from last night’s giggles, she was totally normal. I looked down into my cereal bowl. It was too early to have to deal with Steve.
“And what are you saying today, Kelly? Oops, I mean, what are you singing? Maybe your new name should be Céline? Based on your awesome show last night.”
“Oh God, not Céline.”
Who would want to be nicknamed after a whacked out, warbling stick insect? But I should have kept my mouth shut, because I was Céline for the rest of the camp.
The whole day was challenging, but in a good way. There was a brand new group of campers to get to know. However, this younger group of girls was a lot easier to handle. They were more enthusiastic and had way less attitude. Or maybe I was already more confident. Since Loreal didn’t skate, I got to do more hockey stuff and less of the generic activity stuff.
Jimmy wasn’t doing any little considerate things for me. In fact, he seemed to be avoiding me all day. Having gone all out and asked me on a date, he seemed to be worried I might actually answer him. That was fine with me; I needed time to think about this whole fling idea. On one hand: a guy who was younger, leaving in six days, didn’t live anywhere near me, and an uneasy mix of overconfidence and insecurity. On the other hand: a hot hockey player.
Well, anyone who knew me would know which way this was going to go. When it came to sex, I had never done the rational thing in my life.
That night, I went to meet Jimmy down by the lake. As I came around the bend in the trail, I could see him waiting. He was sitting at the edge of the dock and looking out at the lake, his legs swinging over the water. He looked like a big kid to me. His neck was thin and his Adam’s apple pronounced. And his face was boyish too. I knew there were only two years between us, but there was this innocence, this wholesome quality about him I found both compelling and off-putting.
I took a deep breath. Every logical thought said this was a stupid idea. Was sexual attraction all we had in common? Even if it went well, it wasn’t like anything real could happen. Why bother even trying?
I looked at Jimmy again. He was wearing only his board shorts and as I looked at his bare back, I wanted him so much. I wanted to run my hands over him and hold him and kiss him and feel him inside me. The truth was Jimmy made me feel different than anyone had before, kind of sweaty inside and confused in my thinking. Like when I woke up from my dreams at night. My whole body was vibrating with need. Hell, it wasn’t true love; it was being together for a week. Why not?
My mind was made up and I started walking towards the dock.
13
From Here to Eternity
Jimmy
When I asked Kelly to meet me at the dock, I wasn’t totally sure she would come. Everything was so weird here, like time was speeded up. When I saw her talking to Steve-O this morning, I wanted to punch him. Then she looked up at me and winked, and I felt a rush of something warm. Every guy in camp wanted Kelly, and she seemed so oblivious. She was older than me, but she was a total innocent. How could she walk around in the world without something bad happening to her? I wanted be around her all the time and protect her. When I was with her, I thought she liked me, but when we were apart I had no idea if she cared at all. I figured if she came to meet me, she liked me.
I looked out at the lake and sighed. I had to leave in a week for meetings with my agent and P.R. training. Then I’d be starting preseason training. If nothing happened at camp, it never would. I couldn’t believe I had told her we couldn’t go out. Kelly was becoming an obsession for me. All I wanted to do was hang out with her, hold her again, and kiss her. She tasted so good last night.
Was she even going to come?
I heard a noise behind me and turned around. Kelly was walking towards me. She was wearing a white t-shirt and a solemn expression. She paused and kicked off her sandals and then pulled off the t-shirt. She had on a bikini with flowers on it, but all I could look at was her skin—all the golden parts I’d never seen before. Her naked stomach was taut and I had this urge to stick my tongue into her tiny belly button. Kelly made me want to do every perverted thing I’d ever imagined.
Her sun-streaked hair was shadowing her face and I couldn’t see her expression. But she was here and that meant she liked me. Awesome.
I said the only thought on my mind, “You’re so beautiful.”
Kelly didn’t reply, and I wondered if she’d even heard me. There was tension in the air; she broke it by diving into the water, and I followed her. I would have followed her anywhere.
She rose up out of the lake with water streaming off her. She looked even hotter with her hair was all slicked back, her face shiny wet, her dark brows straight, her eyes watching me, and her lips slightly parted. I swam right up and put my arms around her. When I saw her brown eyes looking questioningly into mine, I wanted to say the right thing, but I had no idea what that was. So I kissed her, real gentle. I was afraid I might scare her off. Her lips felt so soft and wet, and I could feel her breasts against my chest. I was already hard, but I swelled up even more. As we kissed, we sank into the water, and Kelly came up sputtering and laughing.
“Swim over there.” I pointed to a tiny beach that was more private.
We swam side by side. She got out of the lake and shook, water spiralling off her in tiny golden drops in the sunset light. She sat on the sandy beach, and I lay down beside her. I propped my head up with one arm, but kept one hand holding Kelly’s. She might disappear if I let go.
I wasn’t sure what my next move should be. Her hair was all wet, and she pushed it back from her face. Her lips looked red where I had been kissing her. There were drops of water on her face and sand on her arms and chest. I wanted to brush it off, but I was afraid to touch her—afraid I would screw things up when they were so perfect.
Kelly made the first move. She reached across and put her hands on the side of my face and pulled me towards her. She kissed my cheek, my jaw, and then finally my lips. When she slipped her tongue into my mouth, it felt unbelievably hot.
We started making out, and she rolled on top of me. Feeling her firm body all over mine was unreal. Then she reached back and pulled off her bikini top. Oh yeah. Her tits were amazing, with big round nipples. The cooling air turned them into hard nubs that she pressed into my chest. I reached up to touch her tits, and they were so nice and soft. I could feel her breathing faster when I played with them. I pulled on her nipples, and she made a little moaning noise. I ran my hands down her back and up her sides, I had been imagining touching her every night, and now here sh
e was. She was warm and real. She was rubbing her hands over my chest and arms, and then she put her hands on my back and pulled me closer. I moved my hands down and squeezed her perfect ass. Her whole body was this great combination of strong and soft. I was rock hard and then Kelly reached down and touched my cock through my board shorts.
“Fuck,” I said, and she started laughing. Man, was she treating me like a kid again?
“Why are you laughing?” I asked.
Kelly smiled. “I never heard you swear before. I think you like this.”
“Fuck, yes,” I told her. But I wanted to show her I was man enough for her. I kissed her hard and started kissing her everywhere. I kissed her mouth, then her nipples and down her stomach. She was into it, and making little noises. She reached down to take off my board shorts and then asked me if I had a condom.
Was she already ready to have sex with me? This was awesome! But I shook my head.
“What?” she said.
Man, was I going to lose out on my big chance because I wasn’t prepared? And I prided myself on being prepared for everything. But Kelly wasn’t something I could have ever predicted. I mean, who thinks they’re going to get laid by their dream girl at hockey camp? I never expected we’d do it this soon.
“I don’t usually bring condoms to hockey camp. Aren’t you on the pill or something?” I asked her.
“No, not now.”
She sounded a little offended I had asked. I hoped asking wasn’t an insult. I apologized, and then wondered, “Jeez, you’re not a virgin are you?”
“No, why? Are you?”
“No.”
Not going there. Then, she started laughing again. Crap, I wanted to show her I was a man, and I was blowing it at every turn. I was completely frustrated and told her so. “So not funny, Kelly. I want you so much. It’s never been like this before.”
She smiled and said there was other stuff we could do. My cock was aching for her, so I told her to bring it on.
She pulled down my board shorts, and my cock sprang up. It was almost painfully hard. She pulled my shorts off all the way, and positioned herself between my legs. She started to stroke my balls really gently and ran her fingernails against them. Holy, that felt so good. Then she leaned in and started licking my balls. Fuck, I wanted to explode right on the spot. She put her hand on the base of my cock, holding it tightly, almost like she was stopping me from coming. And then she started to lick my cock, running her tongue up from the base, and pausing to flick on the ridge. To look down and see Kelly doing this to me was amazing. I mean, she was doing stuff I had never even imagined her doing. After a while, my cock was pulsing and aching, the sensations were unreal. Then she put the tip in her mouth and started taking more and more of my cock in her mouth. She couldn’t take the whole thing, so she kept her hand at the base and then started moving her mouth up and down my cock. It was an incredible feeling. I wanted it to last forever, but I knew I was close.
“Can I, um, come in your mouth?” I asked her. I was having trouble getting the words out.
“Mmmmhmm,” she said, and the vibrations of her voice were enough to send me over the edge. I started to come and come. When I was done, I groaned. Kelly sat up. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, then swallowed, and laughed.
“I didn’t realize you had been saving up for years,” she said.
“Oh sorry, Kelly. Was it too much? Oh man, that was amazing. Thanks.” Did it sound dumb to say thanks? But I really meant it; the blow job had been incredible. I started looking around for my board shorts.
Kelly ran her hand up my arm. “Thanks? I think you can thank me another way.”
“Oh, okay.” I stared at her uncertainly. This wasn’t what usually happened with chicks.
She took my hands and put them on her hips. I started to pull down her bikini bottoms. She raised her hips up to help me, watching me the whole time. Once she was naked, I looked up and down her body, and she was smoking hot. I was already getting hard again seeing all of her. I ran my hands over her, cupping her tits, squeezing her tiny waist, and feeling her muscular thighs flexing under my fingers. I bent down and stuck my tongue into the tiny divot at her navel. Kelly giggled and tried to wriggle away from me, but I held her in place.
I moved up and sucked on her nipples, first one and then the other. I ran my hand over her stomach and then onto her mound. I put my hand between her legs and felt around—chick parts were so hidden compared to guys’. Down there, Kelly felt soft, warm, and wet. I let my forefinger follow the wetness and kind of explored around her folds. It was easy to tell what she liked because she was pretty noisy.
“Oh, yeah. That feels so… mmm… yeah, ohhh.”
I knew when I found the little bump of her clit because Kelly just about took off when I touched it.
“Yes, there—right there,” she cried out. So I kept rubbing it gently. Her eyes were closed, and her whole body was pushing up against my hand. I reached down with my other hand and put a finger up inside her. It felt so hot there that I wanted to do her even more. If someone had offered me a condom right then, I would have paid a thousand bucks.
After a few minutes of fingering her, I knelt down between her legs. I wasn’t exactly an expert, and things were pretty complicated down here. I began by kissing her all over, then parted her folds and found her clit again. I touched it with the tip of my tongue and she reacted almost violently, pushing up her whole body towards my mouth. I pushed her hips down and held her legs apart with my hands. I went at her with my tongue—licking around her clit in circles, sucking it, and pushing my tongue inside—all the time watching to see what she liked the best. Man, she seemed to like everything, and in no time she was arching her back and flexing her quads against my hands.
“Jimmy, mmmm, you’re making me come. Fuck, it’s good, so good, ooooh fuck.”
She let out a soft scream, and then her body relaxed. I moved up and kissed her on the tummy, and then lay beside her with my arm across her waist, looking at her. Her nipples were still hard, and she was breathing heavily. God, she looked amazing.
She propped herself up on her elbows a little dizzily and looked at me. When she saw my erect cock, she laughed.
“If you keep this up we’ll be here all night, taking turns coming.”
Sounded good to me.
14
Leave It To Beaver
The next morning I woke up feeling refreshed and happy. Note to self, have orgasms more frequently. All the girls in the cabin were still asleep, so I slipped out and went to the gym. I heard the familiar clang of barbell meeting rack and went inside.
“Kelly.” Jimmy stopped his set and came over to me. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me. Luckily, I had brushed my teeth this morning. His lips were soft and warm, and the fireworks were going off between my legs. We had some major chemistry going on.
“Stop,” I said finally, pushing him away. “You need to finish your workout. And I have to start mine.”
“Okay,” he said cheerfully. “How about if you spot my chest press? And every time I do a set I get a kiss.”
Despite his motivational ideas, we managed to get a workout in. We didn’t shower, but we were both on the ice after breakfast anyway. We were heading back on the trail and Jimmy grabbed my hand.
“What are you doing? Someone’s going to see us,” I hissed at him.
“So? What’s wrong with that?” He was completely matter of fact.
I figured Jimmy and I would keep things on the down low, and kind of see each other secretly. “We’re supposed to be working. And it’s so—I don’t know—high school.”
“Kelly, that’s dumb. I’m proud to be with you.” He frowned suddenly. “You’re not embarrassed to be with me, are you?”
“Well, no.” I wasn’t embarrassed to be with him as much as I was embarrassed to be with any guy. I wanted to be a good role model for the girls, and this didn’t seem right.
Jimmy was even more intense than usual
. “What happened last night was really special, Kelly. We have a real connection. It’s not just sex either. We’ve got so much going for us. I feel bad I have to leave on Saturday, but I’ve already got things figured out. I can pick you up next weekend and either take you back to Fredericton—or if I can swing the time off, I’ll drive you to Montreal.”
“But—” Had I had landed in some alternate universe? “What’s going on here?”
“You’re my girlfriend. And I’m your boyfriend.”
Holy crap. Luckily, I had only given him a blow job. If we had sex, we’d probably be engaged. But realistically, this could still be a fling. We could sneak away and have sex. If he drove me to Montreal, then we could have sex at my apartment. And then it would be over. No big deal, even if Jimmy seemed to be way more romantic than me.
Jimmy opened the door of the lodge for me, still holding my hand.
“We can’t be doing this during breakfast.” It was too early for me to deal with all this.
As usual, I found it impossible to predict what Jimmy was going to do or say next. He replied, “Look, everyone is going to know about us by lunchtime anyway. Why not get in front of it?”
I could only think of a dozen reasons why not, topped by the fact this was supposed to be my secret fling. “Um, I have to help Loreal make sure all the girls get to breakfast.” I fled back to my cabin. Loreal was used to my morning gym times and had efficiently woken both cabins already. Dressing and teeth-brushing was in progress. I changed from my gym clothes to regular clothes and did a quick onceover with a washcloth in lieu of a shower.
“Is everything okay?” Loreal asked as we marched down to the lodge.
“Uh, I have a problem. But it’s too complicated to discuss right now.”
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