Cam felt many emotions in the two weeks following Owen. He was first happy, not only because he faced his fear and carried through what he was going to do, but he also was spending more time with Maya, the most beautiful girl he'd every met. But Cam also felt other feelings in the back of his mind, the main being anxiety. Since Owen had been accounted for, when was he going to have to do it to Dallas. Dallas wasn't stupid, so he probably knew that Owen was done. Cam had been waiting to hear if Dallas would say anything to him but two weeks had passed and not a word.
Cam walked into the library with Maya following him, telling a story from French.
"-And Madame said, "I hope you meant heating"" said Maya before bursting out laughing. Cam chuckled too. It was nice to hear his girlfriend laugh. He pulled out a seat for her at the library table, then sat down next to her.
"Need to study for anything?" asked Cam. Maya paused to think.
"There's that stupid report that Ms. Oh wants," said Maya, "But it isn't done until the 29th. I got 2 weeks." Cam chuckled.
"Maya," said Cam, "Today's the 28th." Maya made a shocked face.
"No way," she said, checking her phone before realizing Cam was indeed right.
"Shit," she curŅed, "I'm gonna go check out that book she wanted us to write on." Cam smile and nodded and watched her frantically search the shelves. Cam took out a book from his bag and began reading. Cam didn't read often, but lately he found himself some free time to do so. Suddenly he felt somebody tap on his shoulder. He put his bookmark in and turned around. To his slight horror, it was Dallas.
"Hi Dallas," said Cam.
"Yo Saunders," said Dallas, "Didn't know that you read."
"I sometimes do," said Cam, "Lately I just- wait what do you want?" Dallas made a very wide grin and looked around to see if anybody was listening. No one gave a fuck.
"Well," said Dallas, "I need you to fulfill that promise. Tomorrow, after school at my house." Cam gulped. Dallas didn't even seem to notice and started to walk away.
"Tomorrow!" Dallas yelled over his shoulder. Cam just stared at where the boy had left. Suddenly, he heard Maya plop down a thick ancient book.
"What'd Dallas want?" asked Maya, flipping open the book.
"N-nothing," said Cam, "Just some help on a project."
Cam wondered if he'd ever get over the nervous feeling he felt as he stood outside Dallas's house. He nervously rang the doorbell and waited. He heard someone within get up and go to the door. The person opened the door and to Cam's utter surprise, it was Drew Torres, the student council president. He started to wonder if Dallas gave him a prank address for the hell of it.
"Hey Drew, who is it?" asked a familiar voice from inside. The owner of the voice walked behind Drew. To Cam's relief, it was Dallas.
"Hey Cam," said Dallas, "Glad to see that you could make it." Drew stepped aside, looking at Cam with a look of disapproval. Cam looked at him for a second before Dallas dragged him off to the basement.
"I have a feeling that Drew doesn't like me," admitted Cam.
"He's just made at the Icehounds because Owen through his brother through a glass window," said Dallas, "Which isn't cool." Cam shuddered. That made him never want to anger Owen ever. Finally at the end of a short hallway, they entered Dallas's room. It was actually very organized, leading Cam to wonder if it was clean the day before. Dallas broke his train of thought by instructing him to sit on the bed next to him. Cam did so. Dallas got up and began to strip.
Dallas wasn't as stocky as Owen was. Where Owen was a wall of muscle, Dallas's muscle mass was a little more spread out, not to say that Dallas had less muscle. Furthermore, Dallas had barely any body hair and a 7 and a half inch cock. He looked at Cam and chuckled.
"Enjoying the view?" he quipped. Cam blushed.
"Just joking Saunders," said Dallas, "Come on, we can't do this if only one of us is naked." Nervously, Cam peeled off his shirt, unbuckled his jeans and took them off with his underwear. Dallas went to one of the besides drawers and pulled out some stuff. When Cam could see what they were, it was lube and a condom.
"Gotta be safe Saunders," said Dallas, as if reading Cam's thoughts. Dallas ripped open the condom.
"Dallas," said Cam, "What are you-" Cam let out a very undignified moan as Dallas slid the condom down his length. Then, Dallas took the bottle of lube and squirted some in his hands. He used that hand to go up and down on Cam's covered cock. It took all of Cam's self control not to cry out for fear that Drew might come in. When Dallas deemed his cock slippery enough, Dallas turned around. Then suddenly, he impaled himself on Cam's cock. Both of them cried out, Cam being a very gruff moan, and Dallas a groan followed by him nearly screaming "Shit!" Cam wanted to ask if Dallas was all right, but he wasn't sure what would come out of his mouth at this point. Soon, Dallas seemed to have adjusted because he slowly began to go up and down on Cam's cock.
"Shit motherfucker ass bitch," said Dallas, though not in a pained way, "Goddamn Cam you're so big." Cam was sure that Dallas had officially left the building because under no circumstances would the Dallas he knew say that sentence (the second sentence).
Dallas's pace on Cam's cock slowly increased. Cam could see why Dallas chose this way to do this. In this way, Dallas still had full control over everything. And control he was. Dallas would once in a while say, "Fuck me Cam," or something to that extent.
Soon, Dallas was going like mad man. He was basically giving Cam a lap dance at this point, grinding and cursing all the while. Cam would occasionally thrust upwards which would hit Dallas's sweet spot and cause him to groan deep in his throat.
"Cam stop for a second," said Dallas. He turned around to face Cam and Cam saw his face was dripping sweat and was slightly red. Dallas slowly de-impaled himself and went on the bed on all fours.
"Finish what you started Saunders," he said, some of the trademark authority back in his voice. Cam lined his cock with Dallas's entrance, gripped his hips, and slammed his cock within his captain. Dallas made another little noise at the re-entrance of Cam's cock, but he said "Fuck me!" anyway.
As Cam thrust harder and harder into Dallas, he wondered why this was so much better than when he did it with Owen. sure it wasn't terrible by any means, but something was better. Was it how Dallas was so vocal and was actively participating? Cam didn't know but one thing he did know was that he was about to come any minute. Dallas apparently had the same sentiments because he was saying "I'm gonna blow!" Just before said action could occur, Cam heard the door open and Drew say, "What... the... fucking... shit?" Dallas and Cam turned around to Drew who was staring in a mixture of horror, and another emotion that Cam didn't recognize. Dallas, like the crazy person, said, "Hey Drew. 'Sup?"
"What's up?" asked Drew, then he shuddered. "I don't even wanna know what's up with you." He turned as if he were going to go out of the room in total disgust. Dallas shouted before he went, "He Drew, why not join us?" Drew turned on his heel and regarded Dallas with a look of disbelief.
"Why the fuck would I?" asked Drew. Dallas made a fake cough that oddly sounded like 'Bianca'. Drew at first looked like Dallas had struck a nerve, then sighed. "Fine." Dallas laughed.
"Okay Saunders," said Dallas, "Get it out of me." Cam took his cock out of Dallas's ass, albeit a little sadly. Drew slowly took off his clothes. He was built like a mixture of Owen and Dallas. He was extremely muscular, like Owen, but the muscle didn't seem to be all in one place, like Dallas. He was slightly hairy like Owen, but his penis length was actually very similar to Dallas. They were so close in fact Cam wouldn't have been surprised if they'd been within a millimeter of each other.
Drew got down on the bed on all fours in front of Cam, looking a little bit nervous. Dallas took the condom off of Cam's cock and threw it in a garbage can across the room. Dallas soon replaced another one on Cam's penis. Dallas gave Cam the bottle.
"You might wanna stretch him out," whispered into Cam's ear, causing Cam to shiver slightly, "He's never done this before." Cam made a face because Dallas implied he'd done this before. Not questioning his captain, Cam put lube on his middle finger and slowly inched it into Drew. Drew bit back a moan, his inner walls squeezing around Cam's finger. Cam slowly wiggled his finger around, before removing it. He re-entered Drew with two fingers, scissoring his walls apart. By the time Cam had three fingers in Drew, Drew was making soft whimpering moans that Cam didn't know if they were from pain or pleasure.
"I think he's ready Saunders," said Dallas. Cam slowly positioned his cock head at Drew pucker and inched it in. When Cam was balls deep, Drew moaned out heavily and said, "Fuck!". Cam let Drew adjust to his cock for about a minute before starting a slow rhythm. Drew seemed to be finally enjoying himself because he was thrusting back onto Cam's cock with his ass. Cam gripped Drew's hips hard enough to leave marks and began to fuck him hard. Drew started to moan loudly as Cam pounded him hard. Soon, both of the boys were on edge. Cam reached around to Drew and started to pump on the older boy's cock. Suddenly, Cam heard Dallas move behind him. Cam then felt a lubed finger go up his entrance. The combination of pleasure and pain sent Cam over the edge. Cam painted Drew's insides with his cum. Exhausted, Cam pulled out of Drew. Dallas did the same with his finger out of Cam.
"That wasn't half bad, was it guys?" asked Dallas.