Gay Summer {undergoing editing}

Chapter 3

The walk back to the room wasn't awkward, just silent. I had so many questions wandering through my head I didn't know where to start.

"You look like you have something on your mind, care to share?" Cameron turned to me as he put the key in the door. His statement was meant to be a question, but came out more as a demand and I couldn't bring myself to say no either way.

I shrugged my shoulders and lifted my head to look at him, "um...yea, sure." I picked my head up quickly realizing I probably sound quite rude. "Sorry if I'm coming off rude to you, that's not me. I'm just not use to this new environment is all," I walked into the room and sat down on the only bed in the room.

The only bed.

"Wait, where am I going to sleep?" I piped up quickly before letting Cameron get the chance to respond to me. He gave me the same blank look he's normally giving everyone before a slight smirk made its way to his face.

"There's a pull-out couch, or there was but I got it taken out. And it's not getting carried back in here, by anyone. So you'll be sleeping with me," he said smugly, pulling off his jeans and shirt and sliding under the large comforter. I couldn't help but stare, and I blushed when he caught me looking and I quickly turned my face away.

"Ask your questions, tomorrow my mood might change and I won't want to talk to you," his face was still blank, and I was hoping maybe he was only kidding, but his expression never changed and I realized he was serious .

"Oh, um...okay. Well, is Mahogany really your sister?" I actually saw a smile break across his face when I said her name and his eyes met mine.

"She's my step-sister," I expected more from the answer, he was really closed off. But at least I knew I had a chance with him, I'm not even gay though. I barely even know what that word means and I'm 18.

"Can you not make fun of me when I tell you this?" His eyebrow raised a little and I bit my bottom lip—nervous.

"Don't bite your lip," I quickly pulled my lip from between my teeth and just stared. We sat there for a few minutes before he cocked his head to the side and asked me if I was ever going to ask him my question.

"Oh yea! I'm so stupid I forgot, um," my teeth caught my lip as I got nervous again. "What is gay?" And I felt ridiculous as soon as I had asked the question, because Cameron bursted into laughter. I sat there embarrassed, my face flushed, I silently cursed my parents for never having those talks with me.

It took Cameron a moment to realize I was actually being serious, and he nodded his head. "Honestly Grier, I could show you better than I could tell you. Now, go to bed, it's late," he turned on his side and within seconds he was out. How is that even possible?

I quickly rushed out of my clothes, and placed on a wife beater and some athletic shorts that a friend back home—Erin let me wear, I miss her. I brushed my teeth quickly and slid into bed next to Cameron. I mumbled a silent goodnight and he groaned in response. My face flushed and I felt my penis raise in my pants, it actually kind of hurt. At this moment in time I wanted nothing more than to strangle my dad and explain all the reasons why I hated him, starting with the boner in my pants that I couldn't bring myself to tame.

I moved around in the bed trying to get comfortable while sporting a boner. I heard a groan from Cameron and quickly acted as if I was asleep. I felt myself being pulled toward Cameron and I kept myself still as he pulled me closer to him, "no one will you hurt you, I got you."

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