Trev and the soccer counselor, Charlaine, were making an accounting of the sports equipment.
"That sure was a lot of friendly butt-slapping, huh?"
"Team spirit, I guess!" said Trev, not meeting her eyes.
They had just completed a team-building staff baseball game, with the two sports counselors as opposing managers. At some point,
someone
on Trev's team had started imitating the mystifying professional-athlete ritual of the celebratory ass-pat, and soon everyone was doing it. Some presumably more innocently than others.
He had tried to keep his mind out of the gutter, with little success. A certain set of naked butts was very fresh in his mind right now.
At one point, Reina sat down next to him on the bench. She had just circled the bases to score, and her ass had passed through a battery of congratulations. She was breathing hard, face red, eyes bright. She had glanced around quickly for onlookers, and then given his straining cock a furtive squeeze.
"You like to live dangerously, don't you?" he had whispered to her.
She had made a faux innocent expression, pausing. Her look went a bit far away.
"You remember last night," she whispered, turning back to him. "When we were hustling off to the Shower House? I can't believe I'm saying this, but...I'm pretty sure I still had jizz dripping down my thighs when we got there. I don't know if anyone noticed, but I was getting horny all over again thinking about it."
Trev was certainly thinking about it as he and Charlaine parted ways. Going back to change for an afternoon swim, he waved to Chris, who was working on his rope course, apparently a collaboration with the septum ring girl, whose name he had learned was Sarah.
Inside the cabin, he found Ash scribbling in a notebook. Trev figured at this point he could throw modesty to the wind, and began to disrobe.
"Working on your D&D campaign?" he tried, kicking off his shorts.
"Oh hel-lo there," said Ash, peeking around at his nude companion's excited state.
Self-conscious? Me? Ha!
"Yeah. Based on how things have been going, I was thinking y'all might like to try a
sexy
dungeon next time."
"Oh?"
Trev's mind wandered. His cock rose a little further. He grabbed for his swim trunks.
"Aw," grinned Ash. "Show's over?"
"Well..."
Trev fiddled with the trunks for a moment, then walked toward the bed Ash was sitting on. "What kind of encore would you like?"
He leaned down and kissed them slowly, placing a hand lightly on the tent in their shorts.
"I didn't get to finish the job last time," Ash said, taking hold of his erection and lowering their lips to it.
Trev stepped forward, letting Ash's mouth engulf him, moving slowly, and then gaining speed.
At some point, he became aware that Reina had made her way into the cabin, advancing with quiet interest.
There came the soft spronk of a woman sitting on the edge of her bed. There were the heavenly sounds of Ash having their way with him. A gentle echo began, that must have been Reina's fingers working on herself.
Putting on a show indeed.
He didn't look around. He hardly looked at anything. His whole world compressed to a tiny space, and then expanded again, forecfully, shudderingly. He almost lost his balance, and then did fall to his knees, but deliberately, breathing hard, looking up at his wonderful tormentor.
"You have got to let me do that for you," he said.
Ash, wiping their chin, looked at him with fire in their eyes. "Fuck yeah."
Trev grabbed Ash's dick. First time for everything, his brain babbled idiotically. He was momentarily self-conscious again, letting his sexual inexperience get into his head.
Now he did glance around at Reina, who was indeed circling her clit with her fingers, her eyes drinking him in.
Maintaining eye contact with her, he licked along the head of Ash's cock, gathering the oddly buttery taste of precum on his tongue.
Ash jerked in his hand. Reina's whole body jerked, and then she tumbled in on herself, shaking, mouth opening.
Trev looked back up at Ash, and inched forward, taking them into his mouth, trying to be careful of teeth, moving back and forth slowly, then with more confidence. Ash's hands stroked his hair.
When the first spurt hit the back of his throat he swallowed without thinking, and then pulled off in surprise a moment later, taking the rest on his chin and chest.
He sank back on his heels, breathing hard, almost light-headed, and grinned up at Ash, who was looking at him awestruck, shuddering.
"That was fucking amazing," they said.
Trev stood up and found himself caught from behind by a hug from Reina, who said, "Hi!"
Her hand found the cum dripping down his torso, and she tasted in on her fingers. She spun him around and, laughing impishly, licked the rest of it off of his chest, nibbling on a nipple as she went.
Raising her face to his, she worked her way up, kissing his clavicle and throat, mopped his chin clean, and then brought her lips to his for a long, lazy kiss.
* * *
That night, there was an interminable ghost story competition, and, straggling back to their cabin, by unspoken agreement they crashed straight into their beds.
The next day, Reina led the three of them to the Arts & Crafts Hut, where she fished out a bunch of drawing supplies.
"I'm tired of the same old lanyards and papier mache. This year I was thinking about trying life drawing."
She pushed newsprint pads into their hands.
"I've never really done art modeling before. Except for myself, in the mirror of course. But I think I can get the hang of it. Help me practice?"
"You're...not thinking of
nude
modeling, are you?"
"Oh, no," she said. "I mean, not that nude modeling is a sex thing, but best not to go there with a bunch of tweens."
"You could nude model just for us," grinned Ash.
"Anyone could come in here!" she said.
"It's not a sex thing," said Chris unconvincingly.
"Well..." She paused. "I suppose if I can model nude for you, it'll be easy to feel comfortable posing with my clothes on for a bunch of kids."
Chris wasted no time putting his arms around her and lifting her shirt hem. She laughed.
"Wow," she laughed, raising her arms obligingly. "Okay, okay."
She slipped off her bra and shorts, and Trev drank her in. He had seen her nude — actually, was there a level of nude more nude than regular nude? — but here, glowing in the bright daylight streaming in from the windows, it was like the first time.
