Camp Trouble

one

Jack Johnson

"Cam! Get up! We're gonna be late!" I said as I shoved my boyfriend of 6 months.

"What time is it?" He asked groaning into his pillow.

"It's almost four! Get up!" I shoved him again.

"Oh shit!" I watched as he leaped out of bed nude grabbing his suitcase and struggling to pull up a pair of briefs.

See, Cam is a drug dealer and I'm just his boyfriend, nothing else. But the police think differently.

Me and Cameron happened to be walking along the coast one day and he spotted a client of his. The client noticed him and turned our way to chat. Me being me, clung onto Cam's muscular arm because I'm clingy.

They started talking about random things until drugs happened to pop up. The client; also known as Marcus asked Cameron if he had any coke on him. Cam, obviously said yes and pulled it out. Marcus handed over the money and Cam handed him the drugs.

Cam and I said goodbye to Marcus and headed along the coast. As we were driving home that evening, there was a red Honda driving behind us the whole way. Cameron told me I was just being paranoid, but no. I was right. I knew we were being followed. The two men in that Honda look VERY suspicious and I knew we were busted. Well, Cameron.

Cameron decided to pull over to the side of the rode to see if they would just pass us. It was a smart idea if you ask me. They ended up passing us and Cameron was all like 'I told you so'.

About five minutes getting off the highway we were about to turn into our neighborhood when a siren went off and flashing lights were sounded behind us. See, I knew something was not right. Cameron pulled over again, and the way his jaw clenched made me feel uncomfortable. But it was hot.

The police officer knocked on the drivers side window. Cam rolled it down and we both looked at him.

I guess the police officer was at the beach and he took a video of Cameron handed over Marcus the drug. He told us to follow him, and if we didn't then we would have to pay the consequences.

We pulled into the police station and and walked inside to be handed a brochure that read "Camp Trouble".

Long story short, the police officer told us if we went to this camp then he would delete the video and we would be okay. C'mon? What a cool dude!

So you see that's where we have to be in thirty minutes. 

"Are you almost ready babe?" I asked.

"Yes, just need to pack the condoms!" He squealed.

"I already packed two boxes Cam,"

"Damn! Two? Are we gonna be fucking the whole time were there?" He chuckled.

I laughed. "You never know what might happen."

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Nash Grier

"Are we almost there?!" I asked my boyfriend Jack Gilinsky of 7 months bouncing in my seat.

"Baby! Calm it down. We won't be there for another hour." He said drifting his right hand onto my thigh.

"I can't wait to spend the whole summer with you." I smiled.

"Neither can I baby."

See, Jack and I are on our way to this Camp for troubled teenagers. Me? I'm no trouble. But Jack? ..No comment.

Actually I'll tell you because I'm nice. Jack is a robber. I think? He steals things. A LOT of things. He's robbed houses for new things, banks for money to buy new things, churches; well i honestly don't know why he robs them., restaurants because he gets free food and more. He also has his own business! He sales his home made marihuana he grows out in the field behind his house. But the funny thing is... were not going to his camp because of that... no. It's actually because he dad walked in on us fucking.

It was the day I asked Jack to fuck me as hard as he could and he took it. It was so nice until his father came home. He had told me his dad was working late that night, but what did Jack say to apologize?

"I got the days mixed up." Bullshit Jack.

But it's alright. I love him, and I'll forgive him.

His father had told us that this camp will 'change our ways' meaning that we won't be gay anymore. If that's even possible?

Nothing will tear me and Jack apart. Nothing or no one.

"We're here baby!" He parked the car and popped the back trunk, leaning over and kissing my cheek.

I got out and grabbed both of our bags in the backseat as he grabbed the suitcases out of the trunk. I turned around to face one the most amazing things I have ever seen in my life. A fairly short dark haired man with his arm around a shorter boy with blonde hair. Damn. Wait what? I have Jack what the hell am I saying?

All of a sudden there was a tap to my shoulder. I turned around facing a boy with a huge smile spread across his face.

"Hi! I'm Shawn! Welcome to Camp Trouble!"

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