“Misses West!” Summer calls, walking in her direction.
“Oh, Summer, how are you honey?” my mom says, reaching to give her a quick hug.
My parents absolutely adore Summer. There's been times that I’ve gone to my evening workout with Matt and have come home to find Summer still at my house, hanging out with my parents. My parents are a big part of my life, so seeing the instant bond they have with my girlfriend warms my heart.
“Things are going really well. Excited to get away for a couple of days,” Summer responds.
“You deserve it honey, you guys have a great time. I can’t wait to hear all about it.”
Summer and I both give her a hug and kiss before getting into the jeep. Even though we are taking her vehicle, I insist on driving. Placing my hand on her leg, I squeeze it and smile, excited for the weekend.
“I'm really excited. We’re going to have so much fun. Thanks for coming.”
I know it isn’t easy for her to leave her dad for two days. His treatments have been going really well, though. He, of course, has bad days every once and a while. However, he is having more and more good days, and not as many bad ones. When we brought up the idea of going away for a couple of days up, he insisted that we go. He agreed that Summer needs some time off to relax and enjoy life. As reluctant as she originally was, there is no way she can say no with her father on my side.
“I can’t wait to get there,” she replies, resting her hand on top of mine.
After just a little over an hour, we pull into the park. We check in and make our way to our cabin. Walking out the back door, we are immediately greeted with the pristine beauty of the St. Lawrence.
“Wow, how beautiful? I love it here,” Summer says, coming out next to me, and wrapping her arms around my waist.
Snuggling her in close to me, I kiss the top of her head. There’s an instant warmth that spreads throughout my body; a perfect blend of contentment, joy, and happiness.
“It is, isn’t it?” I whisper into her hair. I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s this place, but the butterflies are flapping, my heart is pounding and my breathing is irregular standing here with Summer.
“Collin?” She whispers, still looking out over the water.
“Yeah?” I respond.
“I love you.”
My pounding heart skips a beat, hearing her whisper those three words. Closing my eyes, my face still resting on her head, I let the words sink in. Wrapped in her arms, feeling the love transfer from her into me, I realize that I am completely and utterly in love with Summer. Not just because she told me she loved me, but because of the way my body feels and reacts, inside and out, whenever I’m with her. She is everything I have ever wanted and more.
“I love you, too,” I whisper into her hair before kissing her head again.
I can feel her squeeze me tighter, and we stand there in silence, looking out over the water…in love.
Once the sun goes down, we grab a bite to eat, then get things ready to build a camp fire.
“I’m gonna run in and get a sweatshirt, you want one?” Summer asks. Although it is the middle of Summer, once the sun goes down, mixed with the breeze coming off of the water, it can get a little chilly up here at night; perfect for snuggling next to a fire.
“Yeah, sure. Thanks Babe,” I respond, watching her jog into the cabin.
When she returns, she’s wearing sweatpants, and a sweatshirt. Even in lounge clothes, she takes my breath away.
After tossing me my sweatshirt, she says, “Nice fire,” while sitting down next to me on the blanket I have spread out for us.
“Crap, I almost forgot!” I say, jumping up off the ground.
“What are you doing?” she giggles, watching me run into the cabin.
Walking back out, I hold up the graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate that I almost forgot I packed for tonight. No camping trip is complete without s’mores. Not to mention, I remember her telling me that one of her favorite childhood memories of her and her parents is when they use to build small bonfires in their backyard and roast marshmallows.
“Oh my god, I love s’mores!” she says, jumping up and grabbing the marshmallows out of my hands.
“I know,” I reply, winking at her.
After finding some sticks, I hand one to her so she can get roasting. It’s funny watching her get all excited about roasting a marshmallow. I think I may have roasted one, before she took over and did the rest of them. I became the designated set up guy, while she cooked the marshmallows. It didn’t matter to me, though. I just like eating them.
“Holy cow, I’m officially stuffed,” I say rubbing my stomach, after devouring my, oh I don’t know, sixth or seventh s’more.
“Me too,” she responds, licking the remnants off of her fingers. “This is so fun, Collin. Thank you for bringing me here,” Summer continues, leaning over and giving me a sticky kiss.
Little does she know, I’d do anything to see her smile.
Once the fire begins to burn out, we pack everything up outside, and head inside to get ready for bed. Waiting for her to do her nightly ritual of brushing her teeth, washing her face, and getting in her pajamas, I lay in the bed staring at the ceiling, anxiously waiting to spend our first night together. I’m not expecting anything to happen with us. I’m pretty sure she’s a virgin, and I really am just excited to snuggle, and have her fall asleep in my arms. However, when I see her walk out of the bathroom wearing nothing but a white tank top and panties, I can’t help but feel myself getting hard. Shaking my erotic thoughts aside, I lift the comforter, welcoming her underneath with me. I pull her in close, to where her body is flush and facing mine. She giggles, and snuggles in closer, draping her arm over my side, and intertwining our legs.
We lay there for a little while, staring at each other; I play with her hair, as she runs her fingers gently up and down my spine. There is definitely a sexual tension between us right now, but I don’t want to assume anything, or push her to do something she isn’t ready to do. Before I can even finish my thought, though, she presses her lips into mine. Tangling my fingers in her hair, I pull her face closer to me, deepening the kiss. Without having to ask, she cracks her mouth open, inviting me in. Wrapping my tongue with hers, a kiss has never tasted so delicious. She tastes like home; somewhere I never want to leave.
Summer leans back on the bed, pulling me on top of her. Gladly, I rest my body on top, removing my mouth from hers, and placing soft kisses down her neck and up behind her ear. She sighs with pleasure when I reach the back of her ear, exposing her soft spot. I smile, loving the way her body reacts to mine. Removing my hand from her hip, I run it up her side, and onto her breast. Her back arches, pushing her breast harder against my hand. While massaging her breast, I start trailing kisses back down her neck, to the top of her chest. Feeling her breathing accelerate, and her hips starting to rock, I ask her what she wants? “Just keep going,” she whispers against her heavy breathing.
I lift her tank top over her head exposing her perfectly, plump breasts. Wasting no time, and wanting to taste them as quickly as possible, I lean down sucking her nipple inside my mouth, while tweaking her other nipple with my fingers. Exploding with pleasure, she wraps her legs around my waist, pushing up against my erection. Reaching down, she starts pulling down my only article of clothing, my boxers. Not expecting us to get that far tonight, I look up at her and ask, “Are you sure?”
She leans up, pulling my face up to hers. “I’m very sure. Just go slow.” She says, looking straight into my eyes.
Kissing her hard, and passionately, I reach down and pull my boxers the rest of the way off. Summer holds my face close to hers, kissing me like she never wants to let me go. My heart pounds with love, desire, and anticipation. Removing my lips from hers, I reach down to my suitcase, and pull out the ‘just in case’ condom that I packed. She pulls her panties off, while I roll the condom over my erection, never removing her eyes from me.
While climbi
ng back over her, I trail kisses, starting at her hip, up her stomach, over her breast, until they find their home on her lips. Summer wraps her arms around my neck, and tangles her fingers in my hair.
Before pushing my length inside of her, I whisper “I love you” against her lips. Instead of responding with words, she pushes her lips deeper into mine, showing me how much she loves me. Going slowly, so I don’t hurt her, I press my erection in between her folds, only allowing the tip in first. She gasps at the initial feeling, but then pushes her hips up inviting me in further. With each rock of the hips, I push in further, and deeper. Once I’m completely in, I pause for a minute, letting her stretch around my cock.
“Please, Collin,” she begs, wrapping her legs around my waist.
Wanting to fulfill her every need, I thrust in harder, and start rocking my hips, setting my own rhythm. Between the tightness, and wetness, it doesn’t take long before I can feel my climax building. Noticing her accelerated breathing, and her grip on my back getting stronger, I know she is getting close too. Resting my forehead against hers, I whisper “come with me,” against her lips. Within seconds, I feel her clench around me, sparking my release. We both moan in pleasure, as we allow ourselves to come in and around each other.
“Wow,” she says, after I melt on top of her.
“Yeah,” I respond, still trying to catch my breath.
Once my breathing returns to normal, I look up at her, studying the perfection of her face.
“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her, pushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“You’re not so bad looking yourself,” she jokes, cupping my cheek with one of her hands.
“You do realize you can’t get rid of me now?” I tell her in a serious tone.
“Good, because I’m not planning on going anywhere.”
– ALEXA –
One word to describe my summer–perfect. Nolan and I spend every breathing, available minute together. I changed my work schedule to all nights, giving us the entire day together before work. Amanda started dating Nolan’s friend, Trevor. I know, right? Amanda have a boyfriend? I didn’t believe it at first, myself. I don’t even think she did, either. Seeing them together, though, you would think they’ve know each other forever. They are both equally crazy, and perfect for one another. Life is much easier with our best friends dating. Instead of having to divide our time between us and friends, we all hang out together. We’re the quad squad!
Collin left for college a couple of weeks ago. Nolan and I actually attended his and Matt’s going away party. It was a little awkward at first, however once we got past the introductions, everything was fine.
Summer and I finally met for the first time. Although we can’t be anymore opposite in appearance, she is gorgeous, and very sweet too. There’s no questioning the love they share for one another; he never looked at me the way he looks at her. There’s also no denying the awful feeling I got seeing this for the first time, but glancing up at my beautiful, sweet boyfriend whom I love more than life itself brought me back to reality. I’m truly happy for Collin; I’m glad he was able to find love again.
With the summer officially over and school underway, time together for Nolan and I is limited. Pretty much the only time we see each other is during the day on Saturdays before he has work, and on Sundays. I have cheerleading every night after school, and by the time I get home, I eat, do homework, call him, and then go to bed. Thankfully, the ice cream stand is closed until the spring, so I can eliminate that from my schedule.
– COLLIN –
Welcome to college life.
It’s been almost a month since I dropped my bags in my tiny dorm room with two other guys. Although I’m loving being back on the football field, not seeing Summer every day is a killer. We talk on the phone every night, and although I love the sound of her voice, not being able to hold her, is breaking my heart. To make matters worse, our schedules conflict almost one hundred percent, leaving us very little time to visit each other, just Sundays. One out of seven days a week, with the love of your life, is not enough.
Fortunately, I have a bye this week, and have no games scheduled for this weekend. Therefore, I’ll be bolting from campus the minute my last class lets out on Friday. On top of that, this weekend is also homecoming for my high school. The homecoming football game is a big deal. We play our rival team, one town over; the cheerleaders debut their cheer that they will be performing at the state championships that year, and the whole town comes out to cheer on our home team. It is a rush of energy, excitement, and school pride. To say that I’m excited to see Summer, my friends (Matt is coming home too) and be a part of the homecoming festivities is an understatement.
– ALEXA –
Today is the day we have been working out butts off all week for–homecoming. Tonight my cheerleading squad and I debut our state championship routine not only in front of the entire school, but just about the whole town as well. Matt and Collin even posted on Facebook that they will be coming home for the game, too. The only downer to the night, is that neither Nolan, nor my parents will be there. Nolan has to work, and my parents have to go out of town for my cousin’s wedding. Although I was invited too, there is no way I’d miss homecoming.
“Hey, hot stuff, ya’ready for tonight?” Amanda asks, meeting up with me after the pep rally.
“Um, totally freaking out,” I respond, noticing the time getting closer and closer to kick off.
Although we’ve practiced our new routine a zillion times this week, we’re really pushing the envelope with our stunts. I’m the smallest, and lightest on the team so I’m the main flyer. This means I’m the one that gets thrown around every which way in the air. Even though everything always goes perfectly, I can’t help but get nervous butterflies every time we perform.
“Oh, take a chill pill! You guys are flippin’ awesome… I can’t wait to see your new stuff. Trevor is coming, too.”
After saying our goodbyes, I rush home to meet up with Nolan. Since we aren’t going to be seeing each other at the game, we have plans to grab a quick dinner before I have to be back on the field. Minutes, after I arrive home, I see Nolan’s car pull in the driveway. It’s been almost a week since I saw him last, so I speed down the stairs, and open the front door before he has the chance to knock.
“Hey, doll!” he says, laughing at my excitement to see him.
“Hey!” I respond, smothering his face with kisses.
“I like this cute little uniform,” he says, squeezing my butt. I have to wear my uniform to school for the pep rally, and knowing I’d be going straight from dinner to the game, I didn’t bother taking it off.
“Too bad you have to work. I would have loved to let you take it off me after the game,” I tease, giving him a seductive look.
Deciding to postpone dinner, he pushes us back through the door and carries me up the stairs, never removing his mouth from mine. Throwing me on the couch, he starts unbuckling his pants.
“I think we’ve got time for a quickie, come here you naughty little cheerleader.”
We never end up making it to dinner. Instead, I grab an apple and a water on our way out. Pushing the speed limit, he drives me back up to the school, and we pull in the parking lot with only a minute to spare. Kissing him quickly, he wishes me good luck, and I’m off, running towards the field.
The girls are already stretching, and the students and fans are starting to pile in the bleachers, when I get there. Collin, Matt, and Travis wave to me before walking up to find a seat. My nervous butterflies start to fade after kickoff, and once the game gets underway. Our cheers are going perfectly; the stands are completely full, without an open seat to spare. Students crowd the fence around the field, and we are up by one touchdown at the half.
It’s time.
Once the football teams clear the field to the locker rooms, my squad and I take the field. The crowd is on their feet, hooting and hollering, welcoming us as we take our places. Our squad has w
on three state finals for our routine, so unlike other schools that ignore the half time show, our school looks forward to it. After getting into formation, our background music starts playing over the loud speakers. We start without a hitch. Our lines look perfect, our cheers sound great, and every fly goes up flawless. We’re proving ourselves worthy of our championship title.
After my last landing, something doesn’t feel right, though. One of the male cheerleaders that’s supposed to catch me on my left side is sweating profusely and looks really pale. I shoot him a look, silently asking him if he’s okay; he nods his head yes, giving me no reason to worry. My first flight is again flawless, the second and third one goes just as well, but the fourth one doesn’t go so well. Instead of being caught, I land on my back, my head slamming hard on the ground. I try to get up, but my vision goes blurry with a sharp pain rushing through my head. Closing my eyes, to block the light from my eyes, I notice a heavy surge overcome me, and I pass out.
– COLLIN –
I’m really looking forward to seeing Alexa cheer tonight. Being that I was always on the field playing, I’ve only seen her cheer a hand full of times. Don’t let anyone tell you anything different, cheerleaders work their butts off just as much as any athlete does. Just like any sport, they work out to stay fit, and practice daily. Our school’s cheerleaders are amongst the best of the best, and some of the top cheerleaders in the state. Therefore, it’s exciting when they showcase their new routine during the homecoming halftime show every year.
By no surprise, their routine starts out flawlessly. All you see are girls flying every which way; others doing flips across the front. Of course, Alexa’s flying the highest, standing out amongst all of them. It’s crazy to watch. I can tell the big part is coming, because the three large guy cheerleaders hover around Alexa, with the rest dancing closing around them. And then all of a sudden, we see Alexa fly up in the air, out of the middle, one after another. She has to be up at least twenty five to thirty feet in the air each time. It’s like she’s a sling shot being shot straight up, over and over again. I don’t know how she can do this stuff.
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