...Gavin took a step toward me, his hand coming to rest on my hip. “Haven’t I made it obvious enough for you? Because I like you, Scott.”
I opened my mouth to object, but nothing came out. Mostly because Gavin was kissing me, his fingers hooking in my belt loops and pulling me close. When I tried to pull away, he didn’t let me and I had no choice but to give into him. When he finally eased back, I felt flustered, but Gavin just smiled.
“Let’s keep going,” he said.
We started walking again, and I started us up one of the hiking trails that led to the point overlooking the valley. We trudged along in silence and it didn’t take us long to wind our way up the hill to the clearing. The view was perfect; the conditions just right to allow us to see for miles. I sat down on one of the benches and watched Gavin taking in the scenery.
“I should’ve brought a camera.”
He plunked down next to me and once again shocked me when he laced his fingers through mine and yanked me into a kiss. This time, I did pull back sooner than he wanted me to and couldn’t stop myself from attempting to ruin the moment.
“What is it you want from me, Gavin?”
“You make it sound like I have some sinister motive. How about to get to know you a bit better? Or does that not fit with the hidden agenda I’m supposed to have?”
“Why would you want to waste your time with something like that? There are more fun ways to spend your time here, you know.”
Gavin smirked and shook his head before taking a deep breath and saying, “Oh, you mean all the sex I’m supposed to be having with everyone here. That’s true. I could be spending every night on my back in some stranger’s cabin or down by the lake blowing some guy who thinks that telling me how hot I am every minute of every day is enough to constitute a conversation. Talk about a great time.”
I just sat there, too stunned to speak, so he kept going.
“Don’t look so taken aback, Scott. I know what everyone is saying about me. I’m not an idiot. I’m the newbie, ripe for the picking. Well, unfortunately for all those horny old men, I’m not here to screw around with a bunch of nameless faces. I only came here because Charlie and my friends convinced me to.”
“Wait, I wasn’t finished. Last summer, my boyfriend dumped me and I did go through a bit of a whoring-around period, but I’m over it now. To be honest, when I first got here and walked into that club, I was ready to turn right around and go home. Until I ran into you. You’re the only one here who wasn’t pulling out every corny line trying to get into my pants. You actually talked to me, treated me, like a person instead of just a cock.”
His hand tightened around mine and he said one last thing before I could respond. “Besides, I’ve had a crush on you ever since I was eighteen and you picked me for your musical.”
“Now I know you’re lying,” I said.
“You probably don’t remember, but on opening night, you gave me a hug before I went out on stage. I mean, you hugged everyone, but when you wrapped your arms around me, I got the biggest boner in the world. I told you that first night by the bonfire, I thought you were the coolest, Mr. Folsom.”
He leaned his head on my shoulder and looked up at me with puppy dog eyes. I nudged him away, but he didn’t go very far.
“Please, don’t call me that again.”
“Oh, come on. What if I have a schoolboy fantasy I’ve always wanted to act out?”
He wiggled his eyebrows at me and made me laugh.
“What do you think I was thinking about last night while you were watching me jerk off?”
“I’m sorry. I can explain that, Gavin. I didn’t mean to… I mean, I was—” I tried to continue, but he once again stopped me with a kiss.
“Don’t apologize. I knew you were out there. When I got home from another night of being groped, I went out back to get some fresh air and I saw you asleep in the hammock, looking so cute with Stella. And…well, I got an idea. I slammed the door a few times until you woke up. I hoped you would watch, Scott.”
“How could I not watch? You’re gorgeous.”
“Did you like it?”
The word wouldn’t come, so I just nodded. Gavin kissed me again, moving his hand down to my hard dick straining against my cargo shorts. When he started to unzip me, I tried to stop him, but he was persistent.
“Aren’t you tired of saying ‘no’ to me, Scott? When you know you want to say ‘yes’...”