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spookyscarydemonbabe · 13 days ago

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Trust

A/N- I started writing this in MARCH when i saw the trailer for it before my third rewatch of The Monkey and i’m honestly so proud of it 🥹 and i hope you guys like it too 🫣

Summary- It’s been nearly a decade since you’ve seen Jason and being able to spend another summer with him at Camp Pineway now as co-head counselors feels like a dream. However, with time comes change, and after one little argument you’re hoping that it doesn’t affect your newly blossomed friendship once more. After convincing him to break a few rules, and an awkward exchange in your shared cabin, you show him that all it takes for your relationship to grow is a little bit of trust.

Genre- [Childhood friends to lovers] Fluff, slight hurt/comfort, Smut. 18+ content under the cut so minors be warned.

Warnings- reader is described as female, SLOWWW burn, romantic asf, very little use of (y/n), reader is implied to be shorter than Jason, mentions of underage drinking, reader is implied to be 21+, Jason gives into peer pressure :p, drug use (marijuana), stealing Jason’s first kiss, Jason being a COMPLETEvirgin, very slight dubcon (both give enthusiastic consent but they did smoke weed beforehand so take it how you will), skinny dipping, constant consent checks, slight msub and gentle fdom dynamic, LOTS of reassurance, somewhat established relationship, showering together, slight voyeurism, masturbation (m + f), LOTS of praise, neck kisses, begging, mutual masturbation, shy to confident msub (goes a little back and forth tho 🤭), mutual undressing, oral sex (m + f), body worship (f), breast worship, nipple sucking, cock warming, virginity loss (Jason), pnv sex, missionary, cutesy pillow talk

Tag List- @yearsbecomingcool @alexa0813 @dixie-isnt-cool @crybabyddl @kawaii1kitten

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Word Count- 43.1k

You put your car in park and gave yourself a moment to really think everything over again, wondering if what you were doing was the right decision to make or not.

Coming back to summer camp in your mid-20’s was absolutely not something you would’ve done unless asked, and unfortunately that’s exactly what happened the week prior. The camp directors had contacted you at what seemed like the last minute, and after a few days of playing phone tag you were finally able to get the full story.

Apparently, there was a whole group of new counselors coming in just like every year before, and they didn’t think that one head counselor would cut it with them. He didn’t mention a name at first, but if there was already one head counselor, and you were being sought out this late in the season, that meant one of two things:

The teenagers that he hired were a lot more rebellious than the ones of years past, or

He knew the one head counselor definitely couldn’t manage it by themselves.

And as soon as he muttered the name ‘Jason’ you figured it was the latter.

You could remember bits and pieces of him from when you went to Camp Pineway for a few summers in your younger years, and without a doubt he’d always be there. Always so happy to just be able to get away from everything, all the noise and light pollution, and reconnect himself with the part of the world that wasn’t often seen. He was always so kind, though sometimes it came back to bite him when the other campers caught wind of how gullible and innocent he was.

One incident that stuck in your brain was the summer you both turned thirteen. It was your last year going, but you knew he’d be sticking around for as long as he could, and for some reason a few of the older kids figured he’d be the perfect target for their hazing all summer long. All the times he’d gotten shoved into the dirt a little too hard during the nature walks in the woods, leaving him with skinned knees and palms, or having his clothes stolen so many times he ended up leaving that summer with nothing but oversized camp shirts and whatever shorts they had in the lost and found. But somehow, through it all, it never seemed to get to him all that much. Even through all the torment he always had a smile on his face when he was around you. Maybe you were the cause of that.

You were the only other person that he knew had been going to Pineway for almost as long as he had, albeit not as consistently as him, and you didn’t know if it was the forced proximity or just seeing how enthralled he was by nature, but you had always liked being around him more than anyone else.

He made being stuck out in the woods in the middle of nowhere feel a little less isolating.

You were thankful that you didn’t become complete strangers after you stopped going, and he never held it against you for not wanting to come back. You were growing and figuring out your lives as teenagers, slowly growing apart and talking a little less every year, but still keeping in touch through social media, watching from a distance each time a picture was posted and seeing how different your paths had been after leaving Pineway.

You had graduated high school, gone off to college and had all the experiences you craved as a teenager, started working your way towards a career, and suddenly hit a speed bump. A few bad decisions led you to still be working full-time at the same place you’ve been at for years, and you were hoping that being able to get away for the summer would be a nice change of pace. It didn’t sound all that bad. It paid enough for you to afford a one-bedroom apartment for yourself and that was all you really needed. You know life doesn’t turn out how we want it to sometimes, but you were happy with what you had, and for that you were grateful. You weren’t so sure about how Jason fared as he grew up, but from the few things he’s posted here and there you could see that he was still coming back to Camp Pineway as much as he could. It’s really the only time he ever posted anything.

You were just hoping that it wouldn’t be an awkward summer after not seeing each other face to face for nearly a decade. And as you noticed a van pulling down the gravel road in your rear-view mirror, you had hoped that Jason was still the same as he was so long ago. It was the only thing giving you hope that this summer wouldn’t be a pain in the ass with all the teenagers that were expected within the next few hours.

You quickly checked your appearance in the visor mirror, fixing your hair and making sure your makeup wasn’t smudged, a nervous habit from the last few months of job interviews trying to get something that paid a little more. With a quick exhale as the van parked a few yards away from your car, you opened the door and stepped out onto the gravel, stretching your arms up over your head to relax your body from sitting for the last two hours of driving. The fresh air was so invigorating, and the scent of the trees and the freshwater lake at the edge of camp brought back so many memories of the summers you spent there. And when you saw Jason step out of the passenger side door, you couldn’t help the smile that spread on your lips.

He looked the same as he always had, just older. He wasn’t the shy boy you remembered so fondly, although you could sense that he still probably had his boyish, adventurous demeanor. He looked the same as he did all those years ago, just older, taller, and you were certain the facial hair was grown out to make him feel a little more mature for a guy in his 20’s still going to summer camp. As soon as you saw him those nerves were washed away in an instant.

You flashed him a smile and as the gentle heat hit your skin you gathered up the fabric of your old camp shirt and tied it in back with an extra elastic around your wrist, exposing the lower part of your stomach. There wasn’t much you could do about the fitted jeans, but at least now you wouldn’t be drenched in sweat within the next hour. You knew once you reached the cabins and unpacked you could finally change into shorts.

Jason took in a deep breath, admiring the familiar scenery he had been waiting to see all winter. As soon as he heard you would be there to help him, he wasn’t sure if he should be happy to have some extra help, or anxious knowing that the help was you.

Not one summer had gone by at Pineway without you on his mind, hoping that someday he might be able to see you again and stop hiding just how pretty he thought you were. How badly he wanted to reach out just to speak to you again. How he always felt a little tinge of jealousy each time he saw another picture of you and some other guy while at school. Having you as a friend here all those years ago made him realize that it was alright to be himself and enjoy the things he liked without fear of what other people may think, and though he was still shy and awkward, it was much easier to manage his stress knowing that no matter what happened you were there for him. And he was hoping and praying that this year would be the same. And that he wouldn’t make a complete fool of himself in front of you.

He’d tried so hard to keep himself from being another one of those creeps on your social media accounts, scanning every picture and taking in every feature, but he couldn’t help himself. You had moved on from being that sweet girl he knew at camp to developing into a beautiful woman that he just couldn’t stop thinking about. When he saw you standing there, stretching your arms up over your head and exposing a little more midriff than he was used to seeing, his heart got caught in his chest.

He tried his best to keep from staring, he knew that you would be there with him all summer for him to look at as much as he pleased, but he had to constantly remind himself that he was there for work and not pleasure. No matter how badly he wanted the latter.

You quickly unpacked the bags you’d stored in the trunk, setting them onto the gravel to drag up to the counselor cabins as soon as you made sure you had absolutely everything. No matter what, you would make sure that one day would not go by without a fresh change of clothes. As you slammed the trunk closed, you made one last look over to Jason, watching him say his goodbyes as whoever drove the van quickly made their way back to the main road. Now it was just you and him, alone.

Jason turned around and as soon as he saw you approaching him, he couldn’t help but put a smile on your face. His toothy grin was always so contagious.

“Hey.” You said with a smile, “Long time, no see.”

“Yeah,” Jason nodded quickly, and you could tell there was the gentlest tinge of nervousness in his voice, “I was about to say the same thing! How’ve you been?”

“I’ve been good! It’s nice to see you again, what’s it been? Like… a decade?”

“Just about. You look…” He did a quick once over of your body, trying to keep you from thinking that he was trying to peek a glance at your curves, though you did fit a little too well into those jeans, “really good.”

“You too.” You tried to keep the gentle flush of pink from rushing to your cheeks. Every girl loves a compliment. “You look… almost the same, honestly.” You couldn’t hide your giggles, remembering how he used to look all those years ago in the same camp uniform he was wearing now, “Like the last time I saw you, just… older.”

Jason looked down at the gravel under his feet to hide how flushed he was with a quiet laugh. It had been nearly a decade since you’d seen one another, and with how awkward it was, it certainly felt like it.

“Do you, um…” He said as he brought his head back up, glancing over at your bags behind you, “do you need help getting your bags to the cabins?”

“Oh, no, I think I’ll be alright. Thanks though, that’s sweet of you. To be honest I really don’t remember where much of anything is.” You smiled, taking a few steps back to grab the few bags that were still resting next to your car.

“Oh, don’t worry about that,” Jason stepped over and grabbed his bags as you did, slowly carrying them onto the dirt path, “just follow me.”

He led you through the campgrounds, down the dusty dirt path you had walked so many times before, and as you looked around at the scenery all those memories of running through the trees and playing four-square in the courtyard coming back to you,

“Damn, this place hasn’t changed much.” You laughed to yourself.

“Yeah, I don’t think the directors ever changed anything.” Jason slowed his pace to walk next to you, “It would be nice if these kids didn’t have to sleep in those rickety cabins.”

“Yeah, but we did.” You shrugged with a chuckle, “And I think we turned out pretty alright.”

The walk was shorter than you remembered up to the counselor cabins, although you really couldn’t remember much about Pineway other than all the times you’d spent with Jason. Most of it was a blur, forgotten by time and replaced with memories of college parties, graduations, vacations with friends and family. All the important core memories. You had wished that maybe one day you’d be able to come back and reminisce, and you were grateful to be able to do that now, you just wished it was under different circumstances.

“Here we are.” Jason said with a grin as you reached the row of counselor cabins near the lake. “From what I remember I think there’s enough for us to each get our own.”

“Really?” You asked as you looked down the row of cabins, counting a few of them in your head, “Lucky us I guess.” You flashed him a smile and walked up the creaky wooden steps as he made his way to the cabin next to yours.

You reached up and undid the shoddy lock near the handle, fully prepared to take the bags off of your hands and unpack, but as you cracked the door open you heard an unfamiliar humming. Like there was something vibrating inside the cabin, but they’d been completely unused since the year before. You slowly peeked in through the crack, quickly gasping in fear and shutting the door closed as you found the source of the humming. Buzzing would’ve been a more accurate description.

In the back corner, spreading onto the bunk beneath it, was the largest hornets’ nest you’d ever seen. The entire cabin was completely unusable, and as you stepped back Jason heard your fearful gasp and looked over from the door of his cabin,

“Everything ok?” He asked, concerned.

You looked over to him with your eyes still wide, chest still heaving, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen that many hornets in my life…”

“What? What are you talking about?” He stepped down from his cabin and walked up behind you. You stepped aside for him to peek inside and couldn’t help but giggle as he looked inside and almost jumped at the sight, “There’s no way anyone can use this one…”

“Great.” You said with an eye roll, “Already a good start.” You groaned and walked down the steps back onto the grass, “It’s fine, I can just bunk with one of the girls, right?”

“I don’t know if there’s room…” Jason said quietly.

“What? What do you mean by “no room’?” You crossed your arms over your chest.

”Like I said before, there’s enough for us to get our own cabins, all the other ones are gonna be filled by the counselors coming in.” He put the little lock back onto the door, hoping that the hornets wouldn’t become a bigger problem for you to deal with down the line, and stepped down to stand next to you in the grass.

“Ok, so I’ll just bunk with you then.” You shrugged and grabbed your bags, walking them over to Jason’s cabin before he dashed over in front of you.

“You can’t!”

“I can’t? Why?” You questioned him.

“You know that boys and girls can’t bunk together…” He said quietly, almost embarrassed to have to say it.

“Jason…” You smiled, a frustrated laugh following behind it as you rolled your eyes, “There’s nowhere else for me to stay, do you want me to sleep outside for two months?”

He stayed quiet, and from the way he wasn’t bothering to look at you showed you that even he wasn’t confident in his answer. He would’ve adored it to have you stay with him, being able to wake up with each other and get the prettiest view of the forest right outside your window, but this was the one chance he had to make himself feel responsible. He finally had the opportunity to be the leader he wanted to be, but he couldn’t say no to you. No matter how badly he wanted to. He didn’t want the teenagers coming in giving him a reason to be embarrassed around you, and if they knew that despite the rule you were staying together, he’d never hear the end of it.

“Please?” You begged, giving him the doe eyed look no man could refuse. Your hands grasped over your chest like you were pleading for him to accept, and the fact that he wouldn’t look you in the eye told you that you had already won him over, “I won’t make you break any more rules. I promise.”

Jason sighed and crossed his arms, not being able to look at you and tell you ‘No’, he knew he wanted you to be that close to him. And part of you knew too just from how he had been trying so hard to keep his eyes away from yours.

“Alright, fine.” He sighed, “But this is the only time I’m going to bend the rules.”

You lowered your hands and gave him a big smile before grabbing your bags, “Thank you! And I don’t expect you to bend rules for me.” You made your way up to the steps of his cabin and tossed your bags onto the floor in front of the empty bunk opposite his, “We’re both in charge, just remember that.”

“Right! Yes, we’re both in charge.” He smiled as he reminded himself, stepping up behind you and shutting the door as you picked up your large suitcase and dropped it onto the bed. He slowly crept over to the bottom bunk on his side and tried to think of something to say to you, but his mind was blank. Jason watched as you started sifting through your clothes and pulling out a pair of shorts, placing them onto the bed.

“Do you, um, need me to go? I can just step out if you need to change.” He said, one hand gripping the bedsheets at his side, hoping you wouldn’t notice as the thought of you slowly peeling your clothes away for him came to the front of his mind.

“Oh, um,” You stood up and your eyes scanned the small interior of the cabin, spotting the folded sheet sitting atop each of the top bunks, “hand me that sheet up there.” You grabbed the folded sheet and unfurled it, tucking it between the top mattress and wooden bed frame, grabbing the other sheet from Jason as he handed it to you and you fixed it to the other side of the bunk, making a set of makeshift curtains over your bunk. “There. It’s not perfect, but it’s better than nothing.”

“You’re sure you don’t want me to go?” Jason asked once more, glancing over at the door, wondering if he should go to give you your privacy, or stay out of his own curiosity.

“It’ll take like ten seconds.” You said with a giggle and a shrug, grabbing your suitcase and setting it back onto the floor, kicking your shoes off at the edge of the bed and moving your legs to the side, kneeling just at the edge of the mattress, “I’m not going to take shifts going outside so the other person can change, and I trust you. You don’t seem like the type to try and catch me changing.”

Jason brushed off the comment with a nervous laugh, his eyes moving down to his lap, fearful that you had only said that because he was doing a worse job at trying so hard to hide how thrilling this made him feel. All he was doing was sitting across from you, and just the sounds coming from you were enough to make him embarrassed.

He glanced up quickly just as you pulled the edges of the sheets over one another to completely cover your bunk, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath to calm himself and keep the blood from rushing to his groin as he listed to the various grunts and groans of you trying to peel the tight jeans you were wearing off of your legs.

He wasn’t completely naive, he knew exactly what pretty girls looked like beneath their clothes. It was a sight often seen late at night in his bedroom, everyone else asleep in the house, his laptop volume and brightness down as low as possible just in case someone did wake up and catch him in the act. Seeing it from a girl that was only a few feet away from him was a thought so foreign to him it was almost embarrassing for him to have such perverted thoughts just from hearing you changing.

He was snapped from his trance as you pulled back the sheets and sat at the edge, your smooth legs and soft upper thighs now exposed to the heat. You slipped your shoes back on as you placed your worn jeans onto the pile of clothes in your suitcase, determined to get good use out of them before all your clothes got muddied up. “See,” You smiled over to Jason before standing and fixing the hem of your shirt to lay just above your bellybutton, your shorts leading just barely below your navel, “ten seconds, I told you.”

Jason’s eyes scanned the newly exposed skin, and you shot him a confused look as his gaze lingered on your thighs,

“Are you ok?” You giggled, crossing your arms over your chest, “You’re acting kind of weird…”

“Weird? No, I’m fine. I just, um…” He tried to think quick, knowing that if you were onto him this quickly, he wouldn’t possibly be able to hide it for much longer, “It’s just been a while, you know? It really is nice to see you again.”

“It’s nice to see you again too.” You smiled, sitting back down onto the mattress across from him.

There was a moment of stillness. An awkward silence that neither of you really knew how to end, before Jason cleared his throat and looked down at his watch,

“Ok, well, we’ve got about 15 more minutes until they should all get here,” He said as he quickly stood and looked around at his bags on the floor, checking to make sure everything was in its place before stepping to the door, “we should head over to the lodge and get everything ready. Right?” He smiled nervously and hoped his feigned eagerness would help diffuse the tension.

“Right, yeah,” You stood and did one last check of your pockets, making sure your cell phone was tucked into the back pocket before following behind Jason to the lodge.

The walk was short, but silent, and you were hoping that walks like this wouldn’t last the next two months. You liked Jason.

He was always sweet to you and so kind to everyone else no matter how they treated him, you remembered being taken back by just how much he always had to say, and now that you were there with him again it just felt so off. It may have been all the years of not speaking to one another, but to watch him grow from afar wasn’t something you were all that upset about. With every picture that was posted, you found yourself staring at them for just a little longer each time. You’d watched him grow into the man he was now, and it was nice to finally get a full view of him in the flesh.

The shaggy mess of wavy hair, his toned arms and legs from the constant hikes and nature walks, the grown out facial hair to help mask the baby face underneath it to make him look his age. He had a charming innocence that made him so irresistible, but there was no way you were going to jeopardize your friendship just as it was beginning to blossom once more. You missed him too much for that.

“Here we are.” He turned his head to you just as he reached the large wooden doors, struggling a bit to pull them open before reaching into each pocket of his shorts and pulled out a bundle of keys, “Forgot I had these…” He said with a nervous chuckle, inspecting a few keys on the ring before finally finding the right one. He shoved the keys back into his pocket and pulled one of the doors back, stepping aside to let you in, “Ladies first.”

You smiled at him as you stepped into the lodge, taking a look around the place as you were brought back to so many memories as you glanced at some of the pictures on the bulletin boards inside. Images of activities from years past, almost every one of them having Jason somewhere in the background. And you couldn’t help but smile each time you spotted him. Even in pictures on the walls, it was so contagious you just couldn’t help it.

“Have you been coming back here every year?” You asked as he followed you into the lodge, your eyes not leaving the wall of pictures, “You’re in like, every one of these.”

“Yeah…” He said with a bit of hesitation, his hands moving into his pockets as he rocked back and forth on his feet, “it’s embarrassing, I know…”

“I didn’t say that.” You turned to him and watched his gaze slowly move up to meet your eyes, “Do you like coming back every year?”

Jason nodded as his eyes moved along the walls, scanning the pictures, the corners of his lips gently curling into a bashful smirk, “I do. It makes me happy, that’s why I always come back.”

“Then there’s no shame in it. Don’t be embarrassed of the things that make you happy.” You took a few steps closer to him, finally able to see the light pink dusting the apples of his cheeks, “If it makes you happy, and it feels right, then keep doing it.”

He nodded along with each word, so relieved to know that you weren’t another one of the people close to him that would ridicule him for wanting to come back every single summer. It was his childhood, the one constant that he knew would always be here, the one place where he really felt like himself.

“Thanks.” He flashed you with a smile and of course you reciprocated.

You looked around the near empty room and your attention was drawn to the group of picnic tables pushed into the corner,

“Should we start moving those around? How many counselors are we going to have this year?”

“Last I remember, there’s supposed to be about ten?” Jason replied as he walked over to the tables, “I think we should be fine with three, will you help me move these to the middle?”

You nodded and quickly followed behind him, lifting up each end of the tables and slowly maneuvering them closer to the middle of the room. As the last one was put in place, you could hear the familiar sound of the gravel crunching nearby. No doubt being driven on by someone who had no idea how to drive on a gravel road.

“I think they’re here.” You said, your attention moving to the double doors, “Is there anything else that we need to get?”

“Um, yeah, I think the camp shirts are in one of the boxes by the office, do you want to grab those while I get the doors open?”

You nodded and wandered over to one of the hall entrances, slowly reading the signs next to the door until you found the office. Your hand reached the doorknob and it creaked open slowly, the light switch on the wall covered in dust from the year it hadn’t been touched. “Gross…” You whispered to yourself as you flicked the switch on, searching the room until you found a few cardboard boxes in the corner behind the desk. You bent down and read the permanent marker scribbled on the side of the boxes, spotting the box with the shirts thankfully at the top. You picked up the box and blew some of the dust off the top, hoping that no crawlers managed to make their way inside it while it had been sitting in that office for God knows how long.

You carried the box back out to the lodge and saw Jason sitting at the table near the front as a few of the teenagers you’d be watching over slowly filed in. You placed it onto the table and hopped up next to him,

“Feeling ok? You know what you’re gonna say?” You whispered to him as you gently nudged his arm, watching the boys and girls talking amongst themselves as they took their seats at the tables across from you.

“Think so.” Jason said with a deep exhale. You could sense he was anxious, and gently placed your hand onto his shoulder,

“Just remember to be nice and be direct. We’re in charge, not them.” You reminded him with a sweet smile as you saw the last final counselors make their way inside the lodge, “I think that’s all of them. Ready?”

“Ready.” Jason nodded before clapping his hands together, grabbing the attention of the teenagers as he stood on the table to make sure he could see everyone and speak directly. “Ok, um, hi! I know some of you are first time counselors, but, welcome to Camp Pineway. I’m Jason, this is (y/n),” He said as he motioned down to you and you gave everyone a smile and an awkward wave, “we’re going to be your head counselors this summer so everything that happens this year is going to be run by us. I’m sure that if we all follow the rules and make sure everyone is being safe then we’re going to have an amazing summer!” The room was quiet, and Jason could sense that as excited as he was to be there and get the summer started off right, the group of teenagers before him looked anything but eager. “(y/n) …” He whispered down to you, “anything to add?”

“Oh, sure. Um, things are gonna be ran a little differently this year, all the boys will report to Jason, and the girls to myself if there’s anything you need or if we run into any problems. The rules we have are pretty basic, no boys and girls bunking together, no drinking or smoking,” You could already hear the collective groans, and you didn’t blame them, “and above all, make sure you’re keeping yourselves and the kids safe. Have you guys been over to the cabins yet?” You saw them all look around each other, shaking their heads before looking back to you, “Alright then, I guess we can start with that. You guys can take all the time you need to unpack and get settled in, we don’t start counselor training until tomorrow so use today as a free-for-all, get acquainted with the campgrounds and all that. And before you all go, remember to grab a shirt from this box,” You turned and opened the cardboard flaps keeping it shut, “you’ll get more throughout the week as we get everything ready for the summer.”

“So, we can just do whatever we want after this?” Said one boy as he raised his hand, his curly hair tied back and tucked under a baseball cap.

“Pretty much.” You shrugged.

“Yeah, feel free to use today to explore the camp.” Jason chimed in, “But, before you go, remember to hand in your phones…”

As soon as those last words left his lips you shot him a concerned glance, not paying attention to the rest of his introduction. You could hear the confused murmurs of the teenagers as they looked amongst themselves. Jason climbed back down from the table and grabbed a little plastic basket, but you managed to gently grab his shoulder before he made his way over to the door,

“Jason, I don’t think we should take their phones.”

“Why not? The whole point of coming out here is to reconnect to the world, they can’t do that if they’ve got the internet in their pocket the whole time.” He shrugged your hand away and stood near the door, holding the basket out as the counselors reluctantly placed in their phones one by one after reaching into the box next to you and grabbing the first shirt they could without care, “Don’t worry, we’ll keep these secure in the office. Have fun today, just remember, no drinking, no smoking- “

“Let’s get fucked up!” The curly-haired boy shouted as they exited the lodge.

You stood up from the table and walked to Jason, certain that if you could overhear their immediate complaints, which means he could too,

“Jason, I really don’t think it’s a good idea to just take their phones like that.”

“Why? Everything’s fine, they’ll be fine without them for the rest of the week.” He brushed your concerns off once more, still completely unaware of how hostile they could get without their phones. You knew that if the summer was going to start out this way, it certainly wasn’t going to get any better.

“What if something happens while they’re out and we can’t call for help?” You tried to reason with him, “At least give one of them a phone.”

“Can’t you trust me with this? I know what I’m doing.” He argued back, “Let me handle this.”

“We’re both supposed to be in charge, not just you. I know you want to handle all this yourself, but you can’t just assume superiority over me like that.” You crossed your arms over your chest, not knowing where the sudden hostility came from. You did trust Jason, but you knew that if he started off the summer with them already not enjoying it here, it would only get worse for him.

“They’ll be fine.” He said sternly, “I’m putting them in the office. Here, I’ll take ours too.” He reached into his back pocket and placed his phone in the basket with the others, holding it out for you to put yours in.

Your arms stayed planted on your chest,

“I’m not giving you my phone. And I’m not going to argue with you about it either, I think it’s a bad idea.”

Jason’s face dropped and you could feel the frustration radiating from him. He didn’t want to argue with you anymore, and though he wanted so badly to be the one to take charge and be able to show how he was able to handle this by himself, he knew he couldn’t. Without you there he wouldn’t be able to handle all ten of those irresponsible eighteen-year-olds all by himself. He was already this far in; he couldn’t back down now. He didn’t know what to do.

“Fine.” He said, defeated. He set the tray onto the picnic table and slowly stepped back towards the doors, “Just… do what you want with them.”

You could tell just by his tone that he was more upset than he led on. You hated having it end this way, but you weren’t the type to give in easily. All you hoped for was that from now on Jason would come to you before making decisions like this. This job was about trust, and it didn’t mean much if he felt like you didn’t trust him to handle this, but there had to be some kind of compromise.

You looked down at the little tray on the table and called out to Jason just as he stepped out of the lodge.

“Jason!” You followed as he walked out to catch him, but as you got to the double doors you noticed him walking in the opposite direction as the group of counselors. “God damn it…” You whispered to yourself through gritted teeth, quickly turning on your heels and going back to the tray on the table, grabbing it and quickly walking to the back office.

You were thankful you had forgotten to turn the light off before leaving with the box earlier.

You placed the tray of phones in the middle of the desk and grabbed one from the top, putting it into your other back pocket before turning the lights off and making sure the door was closed behind you. Jason had the keys to lock it, but you were certain that with it just being you two and the counselors, no one would bother going into that back office for anything. You ran out the double doors of the lodge and saw the group of teenagers just as they were about to disappear behind the trees, following the path to the cabins. Jason was nowhere to be found, but you knew he wouldn’t disappear for long. He knew the area well, and if he left in a rush, then he knew exactly where he was going. He wouldn’t be back before long.

You were able to jog up to them quickly, calling out to them as you reached for the phone in your back pocket,

“Hey!” You shouted, catching their attention as they turned to you, their bags still in hand, “who does this belong to?” You held the phone up to them and looked at the case on the back, “It’s a clear case with melting smiley faces on it?”

“It’s mine!” A girl with long dark hair raised her hand from the group as she slowly approached you, “Is everything ok?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine. Here,” You said handing it to her and pulling your phone out of your back pocket, “you can have one phone, just in case of emergencies. I’ll give you my number so if something happens, we can reach each other.”

“So, you’re just… giving it back?” She asked you, a confused expression on her face.

“Yep.” You said plainly with a sigh, pulling your phone out of your pocket to quickly exchange numbers.

“What about the rest of them?” One of them asked from the group.

“The rest of them are locked in the office, including Jason’s, so if you need anything or if something happens just let me know.”

“Where is he?”

“Good question!” You said with a smile, “I’ll have an answer for you when I find out…”

“You don’t know where he is?” The dark-haired girl asked as she put her phone back into her pocket.

“I don’t. But I know he’s around somewhere.” You tried to think of a quick excuse, “It’s a free day for us too, I’m sure he’s just wandering around the property somewhere.” You shrugged.

“Does he know you gave me back my phone?” The girl asked.

“Nope. And he doesn’t have to know if you guys stay responsible.” You tried to make sure they knew that though you were giving them this one little advantage, you and Jason were still in charge of them. “I was serious earlier, no drinking or anything like that, but I’m not stupid either and I can see the badly hidden cooler behind you two.” You pointed out the two boys standing oddly close to one another, able to see the red lid on the cooler they were trying to hide, “You guys can do whatever you want, just as long as no one gets hurt. Ok? You can use the one phone to update me just so I know where you’re at, alright?” The group of them nodded in unison, and the smirks on their faces let you know that you were getting on their good side. Thank God. “I’ll show you guys to the cabins you’re staying in, and then you can go off and do whatever you want. What was your name again?” You’d asked her.

“Claire.”

“Claire.” You said with a nod, “Just let me know if you need anything.”

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Jason sighed as he trekked along the path he had known so well. One of the hiking trails not often used during the summers that led off to a more secluded area. A place where he could just sit and think, get his mind off the disagreement you had at the lodge. With every step, he couldn’t help but think that you were right, and part of him knew you were.

He should’ve told you about the last-minute change to take their cellphones, he should’ve tried to come up with some kind of compromise so that you could work out the issue together, but he was so used to just giving in. He didn’t want to admit that he wanted to stand up and tell you that he was the one in charge, but he knew he couldn’t bring himself to do that either. You had just as much authority as he did, and for him to take that authority away from you wasn’t right.

He sighed as he slowed his pace, looking at the trees above and watching as the golden sunlight shined through the leaves. It was so relaxing, so serene to be able to admire the earth and all the beauty it had to offer. The colors of the plants and trees, the gentle chirps from the animals and insects, the beautiful views that always reminded him of those wonderful memories he’d made with you so long ago.

When he was at Pineway, it’s when he felt the most like himself. It made him happy, and he reminded himself of what you said to him earlier: ‘If it makes you happy, and it feels right, keep doing it,’ and that was one thing he needed to get better at remembering.

As the dirt path below slowly transitioned into tufts of green grass, he stopped in his tracks at the new sight before him. Time and time again he’d wander this trail and see wildflowers all along the way, but nothing like this. It was a sea of purples, blues and yellows, flowers of all different shapes and sizes blowing with the gentle breeze as the sun shone down onto them through the trees.

Jason stood there for a moment, admiring the sight before he was hit with a wave of remorse. He felt awful for just leaving without an explanation, and he knew an apology would be in order as soon as he saw you. But he didn’t want to come back empty handed.

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You sighed as you looked at your wristwatch for the hundredth time that hour, not able to focus on the book in your lap, knowing that it had been hours since you’d last seen Jason. You knew he was ok; this place was second nature for him, but you couldn’t shake the feeling of unease away as you saw the sky start to slowly fade from blue to lilac and orange as time went on.

You didn’t want this summer to start on a bad note with him, especially if you were going to be bunking together for the entirety of those next two months, and it would break your heart to be at odds with him after so long. You cared for him like you had never gone your separate ways, like you had been destined to be lifelong friends since the moment you’d met each other that summer so long ago.

He was kind and sweet, he had a strange sense of humor that only you seemed to grasp, and you’d be lying to yourself if you said you didn’t find him attractive as you’d aged. His features, though still the same as when he was a boy, had matured into those of a man that you’d wished you’d gotten to see more of.

He had been stuck in your head since he’d wandered off, and the moment he returned you knew a conversation was in order, to make sure you both understood the responsibilities of your positions. All you wanted was to be able to call him your friend by the time the sun went down that night, and you were certain you’d make that happen.

You were pulled from your train of thought just as the door to the cabin slowly opened, Jason peeking his head through the door with an apologetic smile on his lips,

“Hi...”

“Hey, where have you been?” You closed the book in your lap and stood up from your bunk as he entered the cabin, one hand stuck behind his back as he closed the door behind him, “I was starting to get worried.”

“Sorry. I just needed to take a walk, clear my head a little bit.” He slowly approached you, pulling out the small bouquet of the wildflowers from behind him, “I just wanted to apologize for earlier. I shouldn’t have assumed authority over you, and I’m sorry. I need to remember that we’re doing this together, thanks for calling me out on it.”

You couldn’t help but let out a quiet, but audible ‘Aww’ when he handed you the flowers. It was such a sweet gesture it nearly made you forget what your disagreement was even about, and there’s no way you could stay mad at him. Not with the puppy-dog stare he was giving you.

“Thank you, these are so pretty…” You tried to hold back the blush coming to your cheeks as you admired all the different colored flowers in your hands, “And I didn’t mean to make you upset or anything earlier. And I want to let you know that I gave them one phone back. I know they’re off doing whatever it is we told them not to do, but I figured it would be safe just for them to keep us updated.”

“That’s alright, I trust you.” He smiled, “I think sometimes I just get in my own head about this stuff. I just need to relax and stop overthinking this whole thing…”

“That’s what I’m here for.” You said as you took a step closer to him, “We’re doing this together, so if you need help with anything I’m going to be here when you need it. I know you can handle this, but I think it’s got you a little more stressed than you realize.

“You really think I can handle it?” He asked, and as you nodded slowly you saw his eyes lighten up for the first time since he saw you a few hours earlier, “Thanks. Friends again?”

“Of course!” You placed the little bouquet of flowers onto your bed, “I never stopped being your friend.” Jason stood there silently for a moment, and you could see the gentle dusting of pink on the apples of his cheeks. You knew that he could do this all himself, he’d been coming here for so long you’d consider him an expert when it came to anything that happened, but you were happy to be there doing it all with him. It had been too long since you’d been able to do something together. “Come here.” You said suddenly, grabbing his attention, “I haven’t seen you in years, we’ve been here for hours, and I haven’t even gotten to hug you yet.”

“You’re right. I’d say by now a hug is in order.”

You giggled and could see his face instantly light up as you stepped towards one another, your arms outstretched, gently wrapping around his neck as his arms snaked carefully around your torso. It had been almost a decade since you’d seen one another, but he felt the same as always. Warm, soft, so comforting.

You sighed as you felt yourself almost melting into him and closed your eyes as you rested your head onto his shoulder you breathed in his scent. A mixture of pine and fresh cut grass along with his natural musk. He was overwhelming your senses completely, and it all felt so right.

You could feel his fingers moving slowly on your back as he held you tight, and you hoped he could feel you smiling against him.

“I really did miss you.” You said, slowly pulling your body away from his, but your arms still draped over his shoulders as he held your waist.

“I missed you too.” Jason said, his eyes peering into yours, not being able to help the smile on his lips from getting wider as you stood there holding one another.

The tension in the room could be cut with a knife.

It had been so long since you’d seen each other, so long since you’d been able to spend time with the person you’d considered your best friend for so many summers, and to finally see each other again was nothing short of wonderful. But now, as you stood there with one another, those natural urges started to make themselves clear.

The way you tensed as you felt his arms wrap around you, the shiver that ran down your spine just from the way your body meshed with his so perfectly, the way your heart raced as you breathed him in and laid your head on his shoulder just to feel him a little closer. It was a miracle that you were able to hold yourself together like this, but it’s not like you didn’t know how to act around attractive guys. That you were thankful for.

“So, um…” He said with a nervous chuckle, his arms slowly reeling back as he spoke, his eyes moving down to the wood panels on the floor to keep his gaze away from yours, “what now?”

“Good question.” You shrugged, taking a step back as your arms fell from his shoulders, missing the feeling of his warmth so close to you, “We could just talk? I want to know what you’ve been up to all this time,” You each slowly moved to sit on your bunks across from one another, “get to know each other again. I’m sure we’ve gone through some kind of changes in the last ten years.”

“Yeah, we can just talk.” Jason agreed, folding his hands in his lap as he sat, though you could see the tension in his shoulders as he sat across from you.

“You alright?” You asked, noticing his discomfort.

“Yeah. I think so.” He said, shifting a bit in his spot again, “I think I’m still just a little stressed about this whole thing.”

“Stressed about what?” You asked, a puzzled expression on your face, “Are you ok?”

“I mean, yeah, I’m ok. I’ve been a regular counselor here for so long, but I’ve never been a head counselor. I’ve never really been in charge like this before.” He said with a shrug before quickly adjusting his words, “Sorry! Never been in charge, with someone, like this before.”

You chuckled at his quick fix, trying to think of something that could help,

“What do you usually do when you’re stressed at home?”

“Go for walks on the hiking trails nearby…”

“And you’re still feeling stressed? You’re gonna do great! We’ve already done a pretty god job of making sure everyone got here and understands the basics,” You stood up from your bunk and stepped over to his, taking up the empty spot next to him, “you’re gonna do fine.”

“Thank you.” He flashed you a thankful smile before looking back down at his hands in his lap, “I just wish there was something to help me calm down a little… I know nothing is going to go wrong, I just keep getting in my own head.”

You thought to yourself for a moment, trying to think of something to suggest that may help ease Jason’s stress, but if he’s already tried the one thing that helps him, you weren’t sure what to do. You tried remembering all the things you would do at home to help you de-stress, and it wasn’t until your eyes searched the room for assistance and found the small toiletry bag you’d forgotten about, tucked away and hidden inside one of your spare shoes. A mischievous smirk came to your lips as your eyes turned back towards Jason,

“I think I have something that might help. You won’t like it…”

He shot you a confused look and his eyebrows cinched together with both curiosity and hesitation,

“What do you mean I won’t like it?”

You exhaled hard and hopped off the bed, pulling out the small bag and unzipping it, watching Jason’s eyes widen as you showed him the contents. A bundle of what looked to be about 15 pre-rolled joints, and a few lighters were resting peacefully inside.

“You brought drugs with you?” He questioned, shocked that you had even thought of bringing something like that. Though you couldn’t help but giggle at his reaction.

“Relax. Besides, it’s a legal state, and I’m over 21, so I can smoke it all I want on my own time.” You zipped the pouch back up and gently tossed it onto the soft pile of clothes in your open bag, “It was just a suggestion.”

“No, I’m not mad at you or anything, I just didn’t know you…” He was hesitant for a moment, almost as if he didn’t want to have to finish, “did that…”

“What, got high?” You smirked, “Yeah, I picked it up in college. I wasn’t ever opposed to doing it, I just never had an opportunity for it at home. The first time I tried it, I was really stressed.” You raised your eyebrows, almost hoping you could convince him. You could see that he was thinking it over, and as bad as it sounded, you were hoping he would at least give it a try. If he didn’t want to, you wouldn’t make him, and you’d make sure that he knew that too. “I’m not going to make you try it, I’m just offering it since I had it. It’s just what helps me when I’m stressed. But that doesn’t mean I’m not still going to do it.”

“And you’re alright with breaking the rules like that again? What are the counselors going to think if they catch you doing it, then they’ll think that they can do it too.” His responses seemed like he was more concerned about getting caught rather than being upset at you for having it.

“Jason, we already know they’re going to ignore almost every single rule we have. Do you remember how many times we caught the counselors hidden beer cans when we were here?” You could see that with every response you had to his worries, he was easing into the idea more and more. It was only a matter of time before you would be able to get him to come around to it. Or at least let you convince him to let you do it, “Besides, it’s not like I’m going to do it in front of the kids in broad daylight, and I’m sure they’re not going to do something like that either. I’m responsible about things like this, and I trust those guys to be responsible too. This whole thing is about trust, and if we give them a little space and let them do their thing to get comfortable here, they’ll work with us.”

He was hanging onto every word, listening so intently. Slowly, he was coming around to it. You were right, this was about trust, and he was able to push back those feelings of uncertainty. All he wanted was to be able to function with you there. Jason wasn’t lying when he told you that having to do this all for the first time was the main stressor, but the thought of doing it all with you there with him was terrifying. He not only had to worry about keeping track of ten people, but he’d also have to keep himself in check around you. Trying to keep himself from staring too long when it was your turn to be a lifeguard down at the lake to see your gorgeous figure. Making sure not to make it too obvious that he always wanted to try and talk to you at any given chance just because he wanted to hear your voice. Pretending it didn’t hurt, having to wait until he went to the showers to relieve himself at night because he was too scared to even attempt to try it with you sleeping just feet away from him.

It was torturous, and if you were offering him something to get those dirty thoughts out of his head, then it may have been worth a shot.

“What does it feel like?” He asked, his shoulders dropping as he got just a little more comfortable.

“I don’t really know how to describe it perfectly…” You racked your brain, trying to think of how you were possibly going to describe the feeling of being high to someone who has so clearly never experienced it before, “You can almost feel your body relaxing when it happens. Your thoughts aren’t rushing around at a million miles an hour, some people get quiet or really talkative, some people get munchies pretty bad, I guess it’s kind of different for everyone. I usually do it when I know I’ve got no other responsibilities for the day and I just want to relax and not think about anything.”

Jason nodded slowly and you saw his eyes glance over at the black pouch on top of your clothes.

“If you want,” You said as you stood up, reaching over and grabbing the pouch once again, “I can show you how to do it? It’s up to you though, if you don’t want to, I won’t make you.”

He pursed his lips, almost as if he was fighting with himself over whether he should or not.

On the one hand, he knew it was wrong. Not only was it breaking another one of the rules you were expected to follow and enforce, but it was something that could get you terminated without any other thought if it was found by the directors. On the other hand, it did feel a bit exciting to break a few rules. Seeing you talk about it and being so carefree was something he admired, and he wished that he could go about life as you did. It was nerve wracking to think about, but if you did it then it couldn’t be all bad.

“You wouldn’t mind showing me?” He asked.

“Of course not!” You smiled, unzipping the pouch and pulling out one of the pre-rolls, placing the filter between your lips as you fished out the lighter at the bottom, “It’s easy. It’s kind of like a cigarette? You light the end, inhale slowly, hold it for a second or two, and exhale. Ok?”

Jason nodded as he watched, turning his body to face yours as you brought the lighter to the end of the joint and watching the flame envelop it. As you took the flame away, he watched you slowly breathe in, the end of the joint glowing bright red in contrast to the black ash, and as you pulled the filter away from your lips he concentrated on them, eyes fixed on how plush they looked as you blew a ribbon of smoke from between them. You could already feel the worries of the day melting away with that first hit, and you smiled as you turned your body to face his.

“Like that. Want me to show you again, and then you give it a try?”

He nodded once more, his nose scrunching up as the unfamiliar scent hit him, but his eyes never left your lips as you took another quick hit, your head tilting back as you blew another thick ribbon of smoke past your lips. It was like he was mesmerized watching how you did it with such ease.

“Want to try it?” You asked, holding out the joint to him between your pointer and middle finger, “I won’t make you if you don’t want to.”

Jason sat there silently for a moment before reaching his hand out, being careful not to drop the joint as he grabbed it from between your fingers, watching a slow stream of smoke floating from the end,

“All I do is inhale it?” He asked curiously.

“Yes, but for you I’d recommend you do it VERY gently and VERY quickly. it’s a little harsh your first time, I don’t want you to choke on it.” You said with a quiet laugh.

Jason looked at it in his fingers for a moment before taking a quick deep breath,

“Fuck it.” He whispered as he brought the filter to his lips and tried to inhale it slow and quick. He tried to mimic your actions, holding his breath for a moment before exhaling, but his lungs not being used to the sensation ended up with him getting into a coughing fit.

You took the joint from between his fingers and your other hand gently patted his back,

“I told you; it’ll be a little harsh.”

His coughing ceased and he breathed slow and deep, trying to get the aching feeling in his chest to disappear. Though he hated the initial taste in his mouth, and he didn’t inhale enough to give him more than just a little buzz, he didn’t hate the feeling of it.

“You feeling ok?” You asked, your hand slowly moving up and down his back to make sure he was feeling fully relaxed again.

“Yeah,” He cleared his throat and took another deep breath, “I feel alright.”

“Do you feel… different?”

“Not really…” He slowly shook his head, “I mean, I feel something, but I don’t know exactly what it is. Am I supposed to feel like that?”

“I guess. I mean it is your first time trying it. I think getting it right from the source might not be for you though.” You smiled, quickly lighting the end of the joint once more and taking a quick inhale, “Maybe if I had a bong it would be a little less harsh on your lungs.��

He shrugged, his eyes glued onto your lips as he watched you blow the smoke past them as you finished your sentence.

“Did you want to try doing it a different way? Only if you want to try it again, if you want to stop then you can.”

“No, no, I’d still like to try it. It’s worth a shot, I don’t want to feel anxious anymore…”

“Ok, we can try it another way then.” You smiled to him and moved just a bit closer next to him, “Do you know what shot gunning is?”

“I think so? I thought it was a drinking thing though?”

“It is! It’s both, I guess? Doing it with weed is a little different though, I don’t know how comfortable you are with me getting close to you, cause if you want to try it, it might get a little… weird?”

“Weird how?”

“Well, to do it, I’d take a hit, hold it, and then blow the smoke to you so that we’re basically ‘sharing’ it. Does that make sense?”

Jason tried to picture it in his mind. He didn’t mind being close to you at all, but due to this all being so new to him he wasn’t sure how to imagine the way you were describing it. But, if it meant you got to be closer to him, he didn’t mind it one bit. As long as you could be close to him, he didn’t care what he had to do.

“Kind of?” He seemed so uncertain.

“Why don’t I just show you?” You giggled, “I think that would be easier than just telling you.”

“Yeah, ok. Let’s try it.” He said with a smile. He was still nervous, and you could tell by the way his hands kept toying with the hems on his shorts.

“Ok, let’s try it.” You smiled at him.

You brought the joint back up to your lips, inhaling slowly, breathing it in as you pulled the filter away. Without even thinking, your free hand reached over to Jason’s face, gently holding his chin and pulling him into you, your lips pressing softly to his before you slowly exhaled the smoke to pass it to him. He was completely stiff, and as your lips touched his you thought you heard the faintest little whimper leave him.

Although it technically wasn’t a kiss, he sure felt like it was. He was frozen in time, relishing in the warmth that overcame his body when your soft lips were pressed to his. This was something he could’ve only imagined happening, and yet he didn’t have to do a single thing for you to do it so eagerly.

You slowly pulled your lips back from his, your free hand letting him go and smiling as you watched him take a deep breath as you sat back. His cheeks were bright red, his lips quivering as he exhaled the smoke from his lungs, and his eyes wouldn’t dare look up to meet yours.

“How was that?” You asked, completely unaware of the state you had put him in.

“It was… um…” He could barely think with the feeling of your lips on his still lingering ever so slightly, “it was nice. Really nice.” He still couldn’t be brought to look at you, but you could hear the exhilarated smile on his lips just from the way he spoke.

You watched his chest heaving as he slowly leaned back up, and you could see how red his face was as he finally looked up from the floor,

“Are you sure?” You asked him as you leaned down to try and get a better look at him, “You’re not high already, are you?”

“I mean, I definitely feel something, but um… it’s not that.” He said with a nervous laugh, slowly sitting back up.

“What is it then?”

“I um… I’ve never, you know…” He said in between his nervous giggles, unsure if he even wanted to have to say it but knew that he was in too deep to hide it. He knew he just had to come out with it, “I’ve never kissed anyone before.”

Your eyes widened in surprise, and your face dropped as soon as you realized your mistake. You held the joint and the lighter securely in one hand and the other went to cover your face in embarrassment.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” You couldn’t help but giggle nervously, trying to think of anything to say that would maybe help the situation but what was done was done, “I had no idea, I’m so so sorry. I didn’t mean to just… take it, like that.”

“No, it’s ok! You don’t have to apologize.” He couldn’t help but mimic your nervous giggles, “Really, it’s ok.”

“You’re sure? You really don’t mind it?” You asked, your cheeks turning red from embarrassment.

“I don’t mind it. I mean, it’s not like I was waiting or anything,” He shrugged as you started to calm yourself down, “it just… hasn’t happened. Until now.”

“Really?” You asked him, almost in disbelief, that the sweet boy sitting in front of you hadn’t even gotten close enough with a girl to get his first kiss yet.

“Yeah,” He said with a nervous laugh, watching you slowly bring the filter of the joint back to your lips, “I just haven’t ever had the chance to do it with someone.”

You thought to yourself for a moment, taking a quick puff of the joint between your fingers. You had come to the slow realization that if Jason hadn’t even had his first kiss yet, he had no experience anywhere else either. It was a strange thought to know that someone of his age hadn’t done a single thing, especially with how attractive he was.

He had such a contagious smile and the softest blue eyes that you could look into for hours. You could sit there and listen to him talk for hours about all his favorite things just because he had so much enthusiasm, even when the person he was talking to had no idea what he was talking about. Every time you looked at him, there was always something new for you to admire about him.

“But you’re so cute!?” You laughed, in complete disbelief, that someone like him has yet to gain any intimate experience. To you, it seemed laughable. You could see the instant smile on his lips, and you could hear how badly he was trying to keep himself from laughing with you. “I mean it! You’re an attractive guy, I have to say, I’m a little shocked.”

“Really?” He asked in between his giggles, “You don’t mean that…”

“I do!” You adjusted your legs onto his bed and sat across from him, your back to the wall to face him completely, “I’m your friend, I have no reason to lie to you about something like that.”

“Really?” He asked, moving to sit across from you, facing one another. You could see sincerity in his eyes and his eyebrows raised once he realized you weren’t lying. “Thank you… And, since we’re on the subject of it,” He started, bashfully, “I think you’re very pretty.” He said quickly, hoping he wouldn’t have to repeat himself.

“Aww, thank you.” You giggled, moving your hand up to try and hide the blush on your cheeks. “You know, it’s weird, I figured you would’ve had a girlfriend by now. I think you’d make a pretty good boyfriend.” You shrugged, taking another puff from the joint between your fingers.

“You think so?” Jason asked as he adjusted in his seat. You could see his face start to light up with just the littlest bit of confidence, something you were certain he was in need of.

“Absolutely! You’re very sweet, and you’re funny and interesting. I mean, you got me flowers when you apologized earlier, and you’re working on your communication, which is not a thing a lot of guys do.” You said with a smile, the gentle buzz from the marijuana slowly easing you into a state of smooth comfort, “I’d say you deserve a proper ‘thank you’ for that too.” You reached your empty hand forward, holding his cheek and leaning closer, pressing your lips gently to the other side of his face. The warmth on your lips truly showed how he had not been used to getting treated this way, and God help him it was adorable. “It’s been a while since someone got me flowers…”

You sat back and took another long inhale from the joint between your fingers, and as Jason watched the smoke leave your lips once more, he couldn’t help but want to give it just one last try. You made it look so easy, and every time his eyes made their way to your lips, he couldn’t help wanting to feel them on his again. Even if it was with one degree of separation.

“Can I… try that again?” He asked, motioning to the joint you were holding firmly between your fingers.

“You’re sure you’re ok to?” You asked, taking one last quick pull from the filter.

“I’m sure.” He nodded, “I want to see if I can handle it this time.”

“And you’re not doing it just because I am, right?”

“Yeah,” He shrugged, readjusting himself to try and get the tension to release from his shoulders, “You’re right, I need something to help calm me down, and I want to see how well this works for me.”

“Alright,” You nodded, holding out the filter for him to take, “do you remember how I told you to do it?”

“I think so.” He gently grasped it between his pointer finger and thumb, looking down at it and watching a thin ribbon of smoke float into the air from the orange tip, “Inhale quick, breathe it in, hold it, and then breathe out, right.”

“That’s right.” You nodded, “And don’t hurt yourself this time.” You giggled.

Jason smiled and took a deep breath before moving the filter to his lips. He was quick this time, only inhaling for what seemed like half a second before breathing it in and slowly exhaling it. He felt a gentle pressure in his chest and coughed into his arm a few times before handing the joint back to you.

“How do you feel?” You asked, taking another hit.

“Fuck…” Jason said with a smile as he cleared his throat, “Is it always supposed to taste like that?”

As the next hour or so went by, you were able to finish the whole joint together, and it was nice to be able to unpack the last decade with one another.

Talk of boyfriends and girlfriends had moved to you talking about college, talking about college led to Jason telling you about all the summers you’d missed at Pineway, and soon you were retelling old stories of all the things the two of you had done all those years ago. It was like you had never even been apart. And it only took a little bit of weed to ease the tension in the room and get you both feeling comfortable enough to finally open up a little and talk like you used to.

“So, you’re telling me,” You started, struggling to speak in between your giggles as you held the filter between the tips of your fingers, trying not to burn them, “that in all the years you’ve been coming here, you’ve never seen anyone else come back?”

“None! I mean they’ll ask every now and then, but I’m the only one that ever has.”

“Damn. I would’ve come back sooner if they asked me.”

“Really?” He asked, carefully taking the last little bit of the joint between his fingers.

“Well, no.” You laughed, “But I would’ve come back sooner if I knew you were going to be here.”

With one last cough, he gave you the last bit of the joint to finish it off as he leaned back on his arms,

“I really wish you would’ve come back sooner though.”

“Yeah, me too.” You smiled, finishing off the last of the joint before walking over to crack open the door, tossing the filter onto the steps and snuffing it out with your shoe, kicking off the remnants of it into the grass before moving back to Jason’s bed, “I missed you. I missed this.” You said as you laid yourself out onto his bed, your legs draped over his as you made yourself comfortable.

“I missed you too.” He smiled over at you before he moved his hand to the space on your thigh just above your knee.

You smiled to yourself as you felt his callous hand gently move up and down over your skin, hearing a few muffled giggles coming from him.

“You ok?” You asked, your giggles matching his.

“I think so?” Jason shrugged, his nonstop stream of giggles no doubt coming from the fuzzy feeling in his body from the weed. It was always fun to see how people acted for their first time, and Jason was no different, you were just hoping he didn’t have too much.

“You think so?” You carefully sat up on your elbows, watching over him.

“I think so, I just feel… funny.” He laughed, his head tilting back and gently hitting the wood paneling on the walls, “Ow!” He said in between his laughs, his free hand moving up to rub the spot on the back of his head.

“Ok, maybe we get you some air or something, hm?” You asked, your legs moving off his lap as you sat yourself up. You smiled as you watched him reach out for your touch again as you sat up.

“No, I’m fine, really. Come back! We were comfy…”

“We were…” You stood up from the bed and grasped his hands, gently pulling him to his feet, “But you’re too high, and I won’t let you go to bed like this. Let’s go for a walk and get you some air.”

You held his hand tightly to make sure he still had his balance and quickly grabbed your phone from your mattress, shoving it into your back pocket before leading him out the door of the cabin into the pitch black of night. The steps were a bit difficult, but as you made your way to the grass below, you heard him take a deep breath.

“Feeling ok?” You asked, slowly leading him along the dirt trail towards the lake.

“Yeah, I just… I don’t know how I’m feeling.” He giggled.

“So, you’re definitely high.” You giggled with him, pulling your phone out of your pocket to quickly text the counselors to let them know you’ll be out for a little while. “Let’s go down to the lake, I think you just need a familiar place to get you grounded.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea!” Jason smiled as he walked slowly next to you, “And it’s so pretty at night too.”

Your smile matched his, and as you started to see the reflection of the moon on the still surface of the lake, you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket. As you pulled it out, you saw a message from the counselors saying they were having a bonfire at the edge of the forest, a ways away from the lake. You were thankful that you’d at least get some quiet while you were trying to help get Jason down from his high.

As you slowly approached the sandy bank at the edge of the lake, you stopped and let go of Jason’s hand. He missed the warmth of your soft hand in his, but as he watched you lean down and untie your shoes, he was hopeful that he could feel it again soon. He did as you did, carefully slipping off his shoes and shoving his socks into them before you let your feet sink into the cool sand below.

“Come on,” You reached behind you for Jason’s hand once more, guiding him with you closer towards the shore, “let’s just sit for a little while, ok?” He nodded as you slowly dragged him behind you until you were a few feet from the water’s edge. You carefully tossed your shoes to the sand below and let go of Jasons hand to help lower you to the ground, your knees pulled up to your chest. You looked up at him and giggled as you adjusted yourself to get comfortable on the sand, “Do you need help?”

“Oh,” He realized quickly that he was still standing and moved himself onto the sand, sitting close next to you, “sorry. Still a little out of it.” He laughed.

“It’s ok.” You smiled to him, your hand moving to slowly rub up and down over his back, “I just want to make sure you’re not feeling sick or anything.”

“No, not sick.” He slowly shook his head as he looked out into the blackness of the water, the light of the moon reflecting from the gentle waves, “Just… different.”

“I guess that’s better than nothing.” You smiled with a shrug as you moved in closer to Jason’s side, watching the gentle waves move to shore.

Jason sat quietly for a moment, just trying to ground himself and keep a straight train of thought as the fuzzy feelings started to slowly leave his system. It was nice. Being able to forget all the stresses of the day, his body filled with warmth and with every little touch he could feel it ten times over. He wished he hadn’t been so opposed to it before, but being able to do it for the first time with someone he trusts made the whole experience so much more comfortable.

“You’re right,” You started, your eyes not leaving the dark water as you slowly leaned your head to rest on Jason’s shoulder, “It is really pretty out here.”

Jason finally turned his attention down to you, his eyes scanning every one of your features as the moonlight reflected off them. Your eyes were almost sparkling with the reflection of the waves, and he couldn’t help but smile to himself, hoping you wouldn’t notice,

“Yeah, it is…”

You knew he was talking about you. He was so bad at trying to be nonchalant, but you preferred it that way. You were thankful that the darkness around you was enough to hide the blush on your cheeks, and you were hoping he couldn’t feel your bashful smile against his shoulder.

He wanted to do something, take advantage of the moment, but as loudly as his heart was screaming for him too, his head kept him from doing anything at all that he thought might make you uncomfortable. He wanted to reach his arm out and hold you close, he wanted to press his lips to your head and hoped you would move in closer, he wanted to stay like that forever with you held close to his side so he could admire you for as long as he pleased, but he just couldn’t. With every thought came another reason for him to second guess himself, but as his eyes slowly moved down to his lap, he knew there was one thing he could ask for.

“Can we um…” He started, turning his head once more to look down to you, the littlest bit of hesitation in his voice, “Can we hold hands again?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his innocent question, but you did miss the feeling of his hand in yours. It was sweet that he even thought to ask.

“Of course we can.” You reached a hand out to grasp his and gently interlaced your fingers, softly holding his hand in yours in the little space between your bodies, “And it was very sweet of you to ask.”

Jason smiled to himself as he felt your fingers interlock. Your hands filled the empty space in his so perfectly, it felt so right, and he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about how else you fit would fit together perfectly. The way your bodies meshed when you held each other tight or how your lips slotted into his with such perfection. Every single thing about you was perfect, he only wished he wasn’t plagued with the constant dirty thoughts that consumed him when you were close. Even now, he couldn’t help but try to shake away the thought of your hands occupying other parts of his body.

“You know, it’s kind of romantic out here too.” You said with a smirk, “It’s pretty, and it’s quiet, it’s nice to be able to enjoy it with someone. Even if we’re out here because you got too high.” You giggled, looking up at him, hoping and praying that he’d finally pick up on your hints. “How are you feeling?”

“Better.” He nodded, too nervous to comment on how he knew the lake was the perfect place to be alone, saving that thought in the back of his mind to remember for another night with you.

He was so shy it was hard to not fall for him. Even with you giving him the tools to make a move, he was too much of a gentleman to want to try anything that may make you uncomfortable, and though it was a sweet gesture it was getting so tiresome waiting for him to pick up on how interested you were in him.

“Are you… feeling better enough to do something?” You asked, trying to hold back the smirk on your lips, hoping that being direct enough would lead somewhere.

“Sure, like what?”

“We could…” You raised your head up from his shoulder, your fingers still laced together as you turned your body towards his, “do something we’re not supposed to?”

“I thought you weren’t going to make me break any more rules?”

“I’m not making you do anything you don’t want to. You’re a grown man, you can make your own decisions without me telling you to, and that’s exactly what you’ve been doing.” You reluctantly pulled your hand from his as you stood up in the sand, brushing off the back of your thighs as you looked out to the water, “So, if you feel like breaking another rule with me, I’m gonna go for a swim.”

“You’re going swimming? Now? But you’re not-“ He stopped himself as he watched you pull your camp T-shirt off and gently place it on top of your shoes to protect it from the sand. His eyes were fixed on your newly exposed skin, trying not to stare as he saw your hands move to the button and zipper on your shorts, moving your hips side to side as you pulled them down your thighs and stepped out of them, placing them on top of your shirt, “Oh…” He said quietly, hoping you hadn’t heard how shaky his breath was just from watching you undress in front of him.

You giggled as you prepared yourself to run into the cold water, listening to Jason’s breathing getting deeper as you pulled your clothes off and tossed them next to you. You took a few steps closer to the shore, before reaching your hands behind your back and unclasping your bra. Jason could only see you from behind, but watching you slowly pull it from your arms and toss it behind you nearly made his heart stop. For so long he had been wondering just how your body looked beneath your clothes every time he saw a new picture of you, and now that the opportunity was finally in front of him, he was motionless in awe.

You took a few more steps to the shore, letting out a quiet yelp as the cold water reached your toes. With one final deep breath, you ran into the dark water, diving in and letting the frigid water cover you completely. As you swam a few yards out, you broke the surface of the water and slicked your hair away from your face, laughing as your body adjusted to the water. You looked out to the shore and Jason was still sitting there in awe, watching after you as you waved to him.

“Come on!” You laughed, “It’s not that cold when you get used to it!” The water had been just below your shoulders, and as you waved to him you saw him slowly standing up from the sand, taking a few steps closer to the shore.

Jason stood from his place in the sand and waved back to you. He glanced down at your clothes and his mind wandered to how gorgeous your silhouette looked against the moonlight. His mind raced back and forth on whether he should strip off his clothes and run in with you, but the risk of getting caught was just too much. It was a bit exciting.

You were both completely left alone with each other for the last few hours, not having seen the teenage counselors since earlier in the day, but they could come to find you just as easily. He had already broken more rules than he ever had before, and he never felt excitement like that when he did. He knew it was wrong, but doing it felt so right. Especially with you there with him. Jason watched you swim back and forth, getting the smallest glimpses of your body each time you got closer to the shore, and as badly as he wanted to hold back and keep himself responsible, you were just too irresistible for him to keep away.

He liked that you got him out of his comfort zone, and he wanted more.

“Fuck it.” He said to himself, quickly shrugging off the vest and button up, tossing them on top of his shoes. He nearly tore his shirt as he pulled it from his head, though there was a bit of hesitation when his hands moved down to the button on his shorts. He knew there was no way to keep his desires hidden with your body exposed to him in the water, and he was just hoping that he wouldn’t embarrass himself, but as soon as you popped your head above the water again and he heard your giggles there were no other thoughts occupying his brain except for you. All he wanted was to be close to you again, and if that meant that he had to do something that could embarrass him, then so be it. He undid the button and zip on his shorts, stepping out of them and running to the shore with a smile so wide on his face you were certain you could see it in the darkness that separated you.

You slowly stepped closer to him as you watched him dive into the water, his head bobbing up a few feet away from you and you couldn’t help but bite at your lip watching him brush back the wet hair out of his face. You kept your body below the water’s surface, the littlest bit of insecurity picking at your brain from being so exposed to him, but as he stepped closer you could feel those worries melt away.

“Miss me too much?” You smiled.

“Yeah.” He laughed, looking down into the water beneath him, trying to avert his gaze from your body, “Fuck, it is cold.”

“I told you!” You giggled, ever so slowly getting closer to him, wanting so badly to feel his arms around you again. “Don’t worry, you’ll warm up to it.”

You finally caught his gaze and smirked as soon as he looked away again. You knew that exact look, and it was telling you all you needed to know. He wanted to look at you so badly, but he just couldn’t bring himself to. Even when you were standing inches before him, your body bare except for the thin cotton panties you’d kept on beneath the water to give you a little bit of modesty. He wanted you, bad, and you wanted him too. You were just hoping he knew that too.

“Does…” You started, taking one last small step to close the space between you, your bodies separated by a fraction of an inch as your arms raised up out of the water and carefully draped over his shoulders, “this, help?”

“Um…” He stuttered, his eyes stayed locked onto yours to keep from trailing down any further, but he loved having you so close to him, being so direct with your actions it was hard to not know that you were being purposeful with every little move, “a little…” He smiled, his hands hesitating at his sides, holding your hips to pull you closer to him.

“A little?” The sweetness in your voice was only pulling him in further. He was so fun to play with. “You can touch me too.” You whispered up to him, “If you want.”

Jason nodded quickly, his heart pounding in his chest as his hands slowly moved in the water, meeting the curve of your hips and holding you gently. He wanted to let them wander, touching every little bit of exposed skin that he could, but not without your permission first. He wouldn’t dare do anything you wouldn’t allow him to.

You stood there quietly holding one another for a moment, and Jason’s gentle touch on your hips was enough for you to want more.

“You know…” You started, your fingers moving up to gently play with the ends of his hair, “I still feel kind of bad about stealing your first kiss earlier.”

“Still?” He asked, his fingers trailing gently along the skin of your torso, stopping out of concern as soon as they reached the hem of your panties, “You don’t have to, really. I, uh…” He cut himself off with a quiet but nervous laugh, “I liked it.” He whispered, as if he was trying to hide it from whoever could hear.

“I liked it too.” You smiled, slowly pushing your body into his, “I like you, Jason.”

You could feel his grip tighten on you immediately and you couldn’t help the blush that rose to your cheeks as his eyes went wide.

“Y-you do? Really?” He stuttered, a wide grin slowly spreading on his lips, “You like me?” He asked, almost in disbelief.

“Of course I do!” You smiled, one hand moving from his hair to gently cupping his cheek, your fingertips gently trailing over the scruffy facial hair, “Why wouldn’t I? You’re sweet, and you’re kind, and you’re funny, and you’re so cute. You’re not very good at picking up on hints, are you?” You joked, a few giggles slipping out.

“I guess not.” He smiled, a quiet laugh escaping him as he looked back to your eyes, “I like you too.”

“I figured.” You said in between giggles, “And I was going to say, I feel bad about stealing your first kiss earlier, but… I wouldn’t mind giving you a redo. If you wanted to?”

“I want to!” He said excitedly before adjusting his tone, not wanting to seem too eager, “I just… don’t really know how.”

“That’s ok.” Your hand moved from holding his cheek to interlocking your fingers behind his neck, “Just… do whatever feels right.”

Jason took a deep breath, and you felt his hands firmly grasp the curve of your hips,

“You’re sure it’s ok?”

“Yes!” You said enthusiastically, “I’m sure. I’m one hundred percent sure. And if you need help, I’ll help you.”

He nodded quickly, one hand slowly moving from your hip, rising out of the water and gently resting on your cheek. You leaned into his touch, your eyes meeting as you felt his thumb tenderly caress the soft skin beneath it. He just stood there silently for a moment, a gentle smile on his lips as his eyes scanned your face, admiring each and every feature.

“You’re so beautiful…” He whispered before finally closing the gap between you. His movements were quick and gentle, his lips only meeting yours for a second before he found himself wanting more.

Your lips were so soft and pillowy against his, and he couldn’t help himself from going back in for another and another as he held you close. You tasted so sweet, and though he felt selfish for taking more than he asked for, nothing felt more perfect than that sweet moment you’d shared beneath the moonlight.

It was sweet, it was intimate, it was so romantic and every second that passed with the space closed between you felt like it should’ve lasted a lifetime. Only when Jason slowly pulled his lips from yours were you pulled from your euphoric daze. You didn’t know if it was the marijuana still stuck in your system or if it was the undeniable tension that was causing your heart to race and your mind to go blank, but you didn’t care what it was as long as you were there with him. Everything felt so perfect in his arms.

As he pulled away, your eyes slowly fluttered open and met his once more, now glazed over with desire,

“How was that?” he asked, breathlessly.

You leaned up ever so slightly, pecking his lips one last time before your hands moved from being clasped behind his neck to resting on his chest. You could feel his heart beating gently under your palms.

“It was perfect…” You whispered, his heart going faster as your fingertips traced little patterns onto his skin.

“Really?” Jason whispered back with a large smile on his face, almost relieved that with no experience, he was able to still make the moment so perfect for you, “C-can I…” He started with a shaky deep breath, “Can I kiss you again?” He asked you in a hushed tone.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his consistent unneeded nerves. He had the ability to take your breath away with just one kiss, and still he was a stuttering mess before you. He was so adorably irresistible you found it so humorous that he still had no idea just how crazy he made you.

You carefully trailed one hand up to gently caress the side of his face, pulling him in close as you tilted your head to the side and planted a few gentle kisses onto his cheek. You could tell from the warmth beneath your lips just how red his face was,

“Jason…” You said quietly, your other hand moving to cup the other cheek as you looked into his eyes, holding him to face you directly, his arms moving back down under the water to hold the curve of your torso, “You have my permission to kiss me as much as you want, whenever you want, for the whole summer.”

Jason couldn’t help but let out a few nervous giggles,

“You mean that?” He asked, his body shuddering under your touch, “Whenever I want?”

“Whenever you want.” You said in between giggles, your arms snaking their way back around his neck as you pressed your body into his, “I wouldn’t be standing naked with you in a freezing lake if I didn’t mean it.”

“I guess you’re right.” He laughed, his hands snaking their way around your back as he felt your bare chest press into his, holding his breath as he tried to hold back the instant blood flow to his groin, but as you pulled his lips back into yours once more it became harder to control his natural urges.

You pulled him back into you, your lips crashing into his as you held each other tight, smiling into your kiss as you felt him harden against you. You experimentally ground your hips into his, and as soon as you heard the soft groan he held in his throat and felt his grip tighten on your body ever so slightly, you wanted to see how else you could get him to make those pretty noises for you. You slowly pulled your lips away, giggling as he leaned into you, trying to prolong your kiss for as long as he could. Steadily, you left a gentle trail of kisses over his cheek, stopping as soon as you reached the space just below his ear, giggling as you hear him finally let out the littlest audible whimper. He sounded so pretty.

“I can tell you’re really liking this…” You whispered, giggling quietly up into his ear before placing a few gentle kisses down the side of his neck as your thigh rubbed against his slowly hardening cock.

“I do like it…” He whispered down to you, whimpering just slightly as he felt you rub against him. He wanted you to take control and show him how good you wanted to make him feel, but his sweet demeanor had him in a chokehold. Jason wouldn’t dare to make you do anything you didn’t want to; it was so much easier to have you take the lead. And his lack of experience made it so much easier to give into your touch. “Fuck…” He groaned against gritted teeth, “I’m sorry…”

“Why are you sorry?” You moved your attention back to him, your hands moving from holding him close to resting on his shoulders, not wanting to push him any further if he wanted to stop, “Do you want me to stop?”

“No! No, I really like doing this with you.” He smiled, his reassurance making your worries instantly wash away, “I just…” He trailed off, his eyes wandering away from yours telling you that whatever he had on his mind, he was reluctant to reveal it to you.

You carefully separated your body from his, a few inches of space between you as you stood before him, one hand moving from his shoulder to his cheek to slowly turn his attention back to you,

“It’s ok. Whatever’s on your mind, you can tell me, don’t be nervous.” You flashed him a kind smile as you looked into his eyes, and as your hand moved back to his shoulder he took a moment to recollect his thoughts.

“I do want to keep going…” Jason started, trying to think of the best way to explain it without making himself seem so pathetic, “But, I’ve never done any of this before. I think, part of me is scared that I won’t…” He stopped himself abruptly, and you could tell by the way he clenched his eyes shut like he was angry with himself that this was something he had struggled with for a while. Having to finally verbalize it to someone made it feel so much more real than just thinking it over in his head a million times.

As his eyes slowly opened, he looked back to you for any sign of reassurance, and as soon as he saw you nod for him to continue made it hurt more to finally confess how he’d felt for so long.

“Part of me is scared that I won’t be… good enough, for you.”

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, not due to any kind of miscommunication, but because somehow even after being so direct with your intentions, Jason still had so many thoughts racing through his head over how he couldn’t possibly compare to whatever treatment you’d gotten before him. It was becoming increasingly clear that Jason hadn’t been embarrassed or ashamed about his lack of experience, but he had so many insecurities when it came down to it. He didn’t feel nervous, he felt inadequate. And you wanted to show him that it was far from the truth.

“Of course you’ll be good enough for me.” Your hands trailed down his shoulders, slowly reaching down to grasp his hands in yours beneath the water’s surface.

“No, I won’t be.” He shook his head and took a gentle step back, almost like he wanted to remove himself entirely, “You’re a beautiful girl, I know that you’ve got more experience than I do when it comes to intimacy, and you shouldn’t have to deal with someone who doesn’t know what the fuck they’re doing…”

“I’m not ‘dealing with you’ Jason. I like you.” Your hands gently caressed his beneath the water, “I want you. And your knowledge of intimacy, or lack thereof I suppose, has absolutely nothing to do with how I feel about you. I like you just as you are. If you don’t mind that I’m experienced, I don’t mind that you’re not.”

Jason held onto every word that left your lips. Knowing that you had no issue with his little knowledge barrier had lifted a weight from his shoulders that he had felt the strain for so long. Although he still had his doubts, the sincerity in your eyes was making it so much easier for him to finally get it all off his chest.

“It’s ok to be scared doing all of this for the first time. I was scared too.” You said, giving his hands a gentle squeeze, “It’s all about trusting the person you’re doing it with. I won’t ever ask you to do something you’re uncomfortable with, and if you want to stop where we are then that’s what we’ll do. But if you want to keep moving forward, we can. And I’d be honored to be the person you trusted enough to guide you through all of this. This is about what you want, and I’ll respect whatever choice you make. You have my word.”

Jason stood there silently, taking in every single word and thinking over every possible way that he could end up making a fool of himself, but there was nothing. He knew he lacked the experience necessary to make you feel good, and god knows how terrifying it was for a guy his age to be doing all the things he’d fantasize about doing with you for so long finally come to fruition, but when he looked into your eyes there was always something there that made him feel so at ease. Something within you made him feel like no one else ever had, and he wanted to be able to cherish that feeling for as long as he could.

“You really don’t mind teaching me?” He asked nervously, still caught up in the thought of his lack of experience.

“I don’t mind at all. We’ll go at your pace, just remember to communicate if you feel like we’re going too fast. I need to hear you tell me what you want, and I can give it to you.”

Jason peered into your eyes just one last time, filling himself with as much confidence as he could muster before gently nodding his head,

“I want you to teach me…” He whispered to you, still so fearful, yet so exhilarated to be finally doing the things he’d only imagined when his hand was grasped firmly around his member beneath his bedsheets at night.

You smiled sweetly to him, giving his hands one last encouraging squeeze before whispering back to him, “Then I’ll teach you everything you want to know.” You watched the corners of his lips curl into a timid smile before gently pulling him back towards you, “But I’m not doing it in the lake.” You giggled, “It’s very romantic out here, but why don’t we go somewhere that’s a little more… intimate.”

“Good idea.” He smiled with you, “Should we go back to the cabin?”

“We could, but I don’t think I’d want to get into bed all dirty from the lake water.” You slowly stepped backwards towards the shore, pulling him with you, “Why don’t we go get a change of clothes and head to the showers? It’ll be nice to warm up and clean ourselves off a little bit, and we can get a little more acquainted with each other and figure out what works for us.”

Jason nodded once more, slowly following as you pulled him along, the steady flow of adrenaline starting to course through his veins as he watched your movements. As you waded through the water, your body started to become exposed, and you could feel Jason’s hands gently grip onto hours as his eyes were focused onto your chest.

“You ok?” You asked with a giggle as you noticed his wide eyes never leaving your figure. He nodded, quickly glancing up to your eyes before sheepishly looking down towards the water. A knowing smile spread onto your lips as you stopped yourself, taking a small step towards him, “It’s ok to look at me. Just keep your eyes on me, ok?”

Jason slowly exhaled, gently nodding his head once more before mustering out a quiet,

“Ok.”

You smiled, steadily taking a few more steps backwards, making your way towards the shore as the water slowly exposed your chest. Your nipples hardened at the instant touch of the cool air, and you could feel Jason’s hands grip onto yours once more. You could see his lip gently quivering, his chest heaving as the corners of his lips were upturned into a gentle grin as he watched the way the water dripped from your body. With every step, his eyes moved further down, watching the way the flesh of your stomach tensed at the chill of the night. Jason watched as the hem of your panties started to become visible above the surface of the water, your soft thighs gently rubbing together with each small step. As soon as you noticed the hem of his boxers peek over the water, a smile came to your lips as soon as you saw the state you had put him in.

He was rock hard, straining the wet fabric, not even noticing your eyes staying locked onto it as you kept slowly making your way out of the water. He looked much bigger than you expected. You stopped and giggled again, letting go of one of his hands as you took a step closer to him, your fingertips tracing around the hem of his boxers.

“You might want to fix that before we walk back.” You whispered to him playfully, watching his face become almost immediately flustered.

“Sorry,” He laughed to himself, slightly embarrassed at not even noticing that he had failed to keep himself from making his wants known, “you’re a little distracting.” He said with a nervous laugh as he took his hands back, turning around out of embarrassment and adjusting himself to make it a little less obvious how badly he wanted you.

You waited patiently for him, your eyes widening ever so slightly as he turned around to face you once more. You were able to get a full outline of his cock as it was tucked up into his waistband, watching the soaked fabric of his boxers stick to his length. He wasn’t huge by any means, but he was much bigger than anything you’ve had in a while. You knew he’d be such a perfect fit.

“Better?” He asked, glancing down at himself before looking back to you for approval.

“Better.” You confirmed for him, your fingertips tracing patterns over the waters surface as you turned to walk the last few yards out onto the sand.

Jason watched as your hips swayed, your hands reaching up and gently squeezing the extra water from your hair, watching it drip and flow down your body. Every single part of you looked so soft, so grabbable, and he so badly wanted to reach out as grasp onto your hips, pulling your body back into his and let his hands roam your curves.

As you finally reached the shore, you stopped and waited for him to make the last few steps behind you. You had flashed him a sweet smile before taking a step closer, your hand reaching out and gently holding his at his side,

“You’re sure you want to do this?” Just needing to hear one last time that he really did want this. One final confirmation from him that it wasn’t his other head telling him how badly he needed it.

He nodded quickly as he answered back,

“I want this.” He gently squeezed your hand in his, “I want this so bad… and I want to do it with you.”

His earnest confession brought a tinge of pink to your cheeks, and you brought your other hand up to cup his cheek, bringing him close and kissing the other side of his face,

“You really are sweet, you know that?” You giggled as you pulled back, making your way back to your clothes, “I just hope we’re able to keep it a secret…” You whispered over to him as you reached down to grab your phone, checking for any messages from the counselors. Thankfully there was just one from a few minutes ago, letting you know they were going to make their way back to the cabins.

“Everything ok?” Jason asked as he watched you type on your phone for a moment, reaching down and grabbing for his shirt.

“Yeah, everything’s fine…” You trailed off, “I’m just trying to think of what to tell them, I don’t want to give them any ideas about what we’re doing.” You giggled to yourself, gently placing your phone onto the sand and reaching for your shirt, quickly slipping it over your head, your nipples poking through the fabric as you grabbed your bra and shorts.

“Just be honest,” Jason shrugged as he fixed the button back onto his shorts, dusting off the sand that had stuck to his clothes, “there’s no point in lying. We’re going back to the cabin to get new clothes and then going to shower, so just tell them that’s what you’re doing.”

You shrugged, figuring it was easiest just to tell the truth about it. You weren’t scared about getting caught breaking the rules with Jason, but the thought of getting caught in the middle of a compromising position is what scared you. Especially knowing that if you were allowed to, then that meant they were allowed to.

“I guess you’re right. No use lying about it,” You smiled as you pressed send, wriggling back into your shorts and shoving the phone into one of the now damp back pockets, “besides, it’s more fun when there’s the threat of getting caught.” You giggled as you bent down to grab your shoes, shivering as the cool night air hit your skin.

“Cold?” Jason asked as you slowly made your way back up the sand to the dirt path back to the cabin.

You nodded, your arms moving up to cover yourself,

“Just a little. I’ll be fine though.”

Jason watched your body shuddering with every light breeze that flowed through the trees and quickly untangled the button up he had on earlier from the vest he wore on top of it. Just as you’d finished brushing off the sand from your legs, you felt a gentle weight on your shoulders and looked down to see the striped fabric hanging onto your damp figure. It was so cliché, and yet you still found yourself blushing.

You reached a hand up and gently pulled him down into a quick kiss before reaching down, gasping his hand gently in yours as you started to make your way onto the dirt path towards the cabin,

“You have no idea what you’re doing to me…”

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The trip back to the cabin was thankfully done without interruption, and you tried to make sure that you weren’t caught making your way to the showers.

As you flipped the light switch on for the little locker room, you placed your pajamas down onto one of the extra benches, taking a quick look around as Jason looked out behind you, shutting the door to finally give you your privacy.

“Think anyone saw?” He asked, nervously fidgeting with his fingers.

“I hope not.” You smiled, “I want to be able to enjoy all of this, so hopefully by now they’re either asleep or too fucked up to want to get up from where they’re at.”

You went to the empty shower stall in the middle and pulled the curtain back, smiling at the amount of space you had. The shower head was dripping ever so slightly, and the silence of the room was becoming much more apparent. But it felt so comfortable.

It didn’t feel like you were about to strip down and hop into the shower with a boy you haven’t seen in years, it felt so much more intimate than just that. There were no barriers between the two of you, all you had wanted was each other, and it was a tension that you could sense almost instantly. An instant attraction that kept pulling you back to one another, even after so long.

You had reached out to the faucet and turned on the hot water, letting out a surprised yelp as the freezing water touched your palm as you went to check it. You pulled the curtain back to let the small space warm up as the water did and as you turned back to Jason, he was sitting on the bench in front of the showers, looking down at his hands as he fidgeted with them in his lap. You could tell there was something on his mind.

“Jason?” You said, moving his clothes aside and sitting next to him, “I know that look. What’re you thinking about?”

He pursed his lips and shrugged,

“I don’t know. I think… I think I’m just feeling weird about this.”

“Weird how?” You placed your hand on top of his and turned your body to face him.

He was silent for a moment, tilting his head back up to look into your eyes. He matched the kind smile you gave him, but you could see there were some doubts in his mind.

“I really do want to do all this with you. I like you. A lot. You’re kind and you’re smart and I love talking with you and…” He trailed off for a moment, taking a deep breath before moving his hands to hold onto yours, “I just don’t want things to get weird if we do this and something happens between us. I like you, and I really want to make sure that this isn’t just going to be a one-time thing and then the day after it feels… different.”

You understood his fears completely, and you could see him ease into your touch as you lifted a hand to gently palm his cheek,

“I promise I won’t let that happen. I like you too, too much to let things get weird between us tomorrow morning.” You smiled and gently pet his hair back, your fingers lingering at the base of his neck as you held him close, “We’ll be ok.”

Jason mustered up a slight smile, but you could see in his eyes that there was something else.

“What are we?” He asked, his eyes telling you that this was something he had wanted to ask for a while.

There was no denying the instant connection you’d both felt after so long, but to be doing all this with someone that didn’t have a label, it just felt off. Jason had wanted you to be the person to take him through all his firsts, something he’d been thinking about for years, and now that the moment had finally arrived it just didn’t feel right doing anything for you without a label. He was so willing to look past it all for one night of passion and intimacy with you, but he needed to know that there was at least one chance that it wouldn’t be the only time you were interested in him.

“We are…” You thought for a moment about how to word yourself correctly, and a smirk came to your lips as soon as you knew what would make him better, “We’re friends, who like each other a lot, and we’re going to explore that in a way that feels comfortable to us. And I know we’re kind of doing things backwards,” You giggled, your arms moving to gently wrap around his neck as you moved your legs to lay over his, “but it’s what feels right for us. I know we don’t really have a label or anything yet, but I’m hoping to be able to call you my boyfriend by the end of the summer.”

As soon as you mentioned the word ‘boyfriend’ he almost instantly perked up. You couldn’t help but giggle at his hopeful smile, watching the way his eyes lit up.

“You’d want me to be your boyfriend?” He asked, his smile never leaving his lips.

“Of course I would! Eventually…” You brought him close and gently pressed your lips to his forehead, “I think giving it a label after less than a day is a little too soon.” You giggled, “But I wouldn’t mind you being my boyfriend for the night.”

Jason’s heart was beating fast, adrenaline moving through his veins as he looked up into your eyes, his chest heaving. His mind was blank, the only thing occupying it was the beautiful girl in his lap and the thought of having you all to himself. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling your body into his as his lips found their way to yours,

“All to myself…” He tried to say it in a whisper, but you smiled once you could hear the anticipation and excitement in his voice.

“Come on,” You slipped off his lap and pulled his hands for him to stand with you, “I don’t want to waste any more of our night, I want to spend all the time I can with you.”

As you moved off his lap, you quickly peeled away at the still damp shirt clinging to your body, your nipples still sensitive from rubbing against the fabric and as you glanced over at Jason. All he could do was stare. You giggled to yourself as you continued to undress, watching him ogle you, not being able to concentrate on one specific part of your figure. His eyes were wandering your body, and just as you had pulled your shorts down to the floor and tossed them along with your shirt, you stepped towards him and gently pushed him back to sit onto the bench,

“Why don’t you just sit and watch?”

His face almost instantly went red and as you stepped back and hooked your fingers into the side waistband of your panties his eyes went wide. Jason nodded slowly, his eyes moving to your hips, watching so intently as you carefully tugged the waistband down your thighs, stepping out of them as they reached your ankles and placing them on top of your dirtied clothes. You saw Jason’s hands gripping onto the wood of the bench, and you slowly stepped towards him, watching his eyes move back up to your face, almost as if he still felt he had to avert them from your body. You smiled down to him, slowly bending down, your face only centimeters away from his,

“Your turn.” You whispered, gently grasping his hands and pulling him up to stand, sensing that he still may have been too nervous to undress in front of you the way you did for him, “Do you want me to watch? Or do you want me to wait in the shower?”

Jason was silent, his mind completely empty, although his facial expressions were telling you everything he couldn’t. His eyes couldn’t find a spot on your body to stare at, darting from your face to your breasts, to your hips, all for him to look back up into your eyes like he was so grateful for all you’re allowing from him. He finally glanced toward the shower curtain, and you smiled and gave him a quick kiss,

“You want me to wait?”

Again, no words, only a bashful smile from him as he nodded.

“Ok, I’ll go wait for you.” You giggled, leaning up to quickly kiss his cheek before reaching out to the curtain, “Take your time, ok baby?” His eyes perked up at your pet name, his heart pounding faster in his chest each time he heard your sweet voice comforting him.

You were being so patient, so understanding of his lack of experience that it was making it all feel so much easier. Knowing that there was no pressure, no expectations to live up to, made every one of his fears slip away. Jason quickly moved his hand behind your neck, pulling you in close as he softly pressed his lips to yours, letting them linger just a moment longer before slowly pulling back,

“I won’t take long, I promise.”

You gently pushed open the curtain, reaching your hand out to gently hold his cheek, your fingers longingly tracing along his jaw before stepping into the steam filled shower, pulling the curtain behind you.

Jason breathed slow as he sat back onto the wooden bench, groaning quietly to himself at the strain of his cock against the fabric of his boxers. He was trying so hard to hold himself back, keep from making a mess of himself too early but you made it so goddamn hard. He tried to keep his mind clear as he pulled off the still damp shirt from the lake and tossed it along with your dirty clothes. He kicked his shoes off, moving them under the bench and standing as his hands moved to the button and zip on his shorts. He hooked his fingers into the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulled them down, his member springing free as he stepped out of the legs and kicked them along with your clothes, his hand wrapping around himself and slowly pumping up and down just to relieve a little bit of the pent-up frustration he was feeling.

You gently reached your hands out to check the hot water as it flowed from the shower head, slowly immersing your body under the water and letting out a sigh of relief. The hot water immediately raised your body temperature to a comfortable warmth, and all you wanted was to have Jason there with you to warm you further. As soon as you heard a few quiet grunts, you couldn’t help but peek out the curtain. Your eyes widened at the sight of him, sitting there on the bench, his hand slowly pumping up and down his cock as precum slowly dripped from the tip. With every little noise he made, it only made the throbbing between your legs worsen.

Your hand carefully moved down to your heat, toying with your clit just enough to give you the proper stimulation you needed to make him feel good. Every bit of your pleasure would be for him, all for him, and those pretty noises he was making would only help to push you further over the edge. You closed the curtain once more, resting against the cool tile wall as you breathed slowly, feeling the gentle rush flowing through your veins as you waited so patiently for him.

Jason turned his attention back to the shower curtain, and knowing that your smooth, soft, wet, naked figure was waiting behind it for him made his heart face faster than it ever had before. All you wanted was him, and the fact that you were being so direct with every single movement was making him fall for you harder with every moment that went by. He liked you, and he knew you liked him too, but if he wasn’t careful, he’d be in love with you by the time the night was over. And that didn’t sound like such a bad thing.

He took a few last deep breaths, looking down at his lap as his body started to ease up from the gentle release his hand provided, but he knew it wouldn’t be enough once he got to see you. He reached for his dirty camp shirt and wiped his hand clean, moving your dirty clothes beneath the bench to keep them out of the way before slowly moving closer to the curtain. As he pulled it aside, he looked over your figure beneath the water once more, watching your hands move through your hair before slowly turning to face him with a smile, your hand outstretched to take his, guiding him under the water with you as he pulled the curtain shut.

“Hey,” You smiled as you pulled him in close, your arms carefully moving back around his neck, “ready?”

“I think so.” Jason’s lips turned to a smile, but you could hear the littlest bit of hesitation behind his words.

“You’re sure baby?” You asked, reaching a hand up and petting his hair back. You could tell from the pink on his cheeks that he liked the use of your pet name.

“I’m sure. It’s just…” He paused for a moment, laughing nervously to himself before leaning in and quieting himself, “I haven’t done any of this before. I’m not sure I really know what I’m doing…”

“That’s ok,” Your hand moved down from his slowly dampening blond hair to hold his cheek, “I’m here to help you, and we’ll go at your pace. If we do something that the other doesn’t like, then we’ll say it. Just do whatever feels right.”

Your words were so comforting, and yet he still couldn’t bring himself to initiate anything. He so badly wanted to have the confidence to pull you in close, covering your body with kisses and showing you just how grateful he was that you were willing to guide him through all this, and yet he couldn’t.

Jason leaned close, still in a whisper,

“I don’t know what to do…” He said as he peered into your eyes, his gaze almost seeming apologetic for not being able to be the one in control.

“Would it be easier for you if I told you what to do?” You could see the immediate interest in his eyes as they perked up, standing up just a bit taller as a bashful smile spread back over his lips, the red on his cheeks so hard to hide but at this point he didn’t care about having to hide his embarrassment, “Yeah?” You asked again with a giggle.

“Yeah, that might be a little easier.” He nodded quickly, his eyes glancing down at your body, hands gently grasping your hips as your body moved closer to his.

“Yeah? Ok, I can do that.” You leaned in and gave him a quick kiss, slowly guiding him with you under the shower head, “How about we warm up a little bit, and then you can try kissing my neck?” You flashed a mischievous smile before dipping your head into the crook of his neck, placing a few gentle kisses along the side, “Like that.” You could feel him shudder under your touch, and as you lifted your head from his neck you could see his eyes gently flutter open.

“Yeah, ok,” Jason said between breaths, that sweet smile never leaving his lips, “I can do that.”

“Good!” You giggled, pulling his body in close to yours, his hands moving to gently hold your waist, leaning in close to whisper against his lips, “I know you’ll do a good job.”

“I’ll do a good job?” He said breathlessly, almost as if he wanted you to say it just one more time. Just one more little bit of reassurance for him to get that small burst of confidence to keep going. Whatever your sweet words were doing to him, he liked it, and he wanted more.

“You’re going to be great, I know it.” You pulled him close, planting your lips softly onto his as you felt his hands grip the soft flesh of your waist.

Your lips moved in sync as your bodies let the warm water flow between them, steam filling the room with a humidity you were certain you were going to experience in the cabin again later. Every moment that passed was another moment closer to that sweet release you knew you both needed.

Jason finally allowed himself to relax as he felt your lips on his, the tension almost instantly falling from his shoulders as you pulled him in close. The feeling of the hot water flowing between you, your sweet lips against his and your soft skin pressed flush against his body was sending waves of satisfaction down his spine. Getting to experience a moment like this with you was something he only ever thought would happen on those nights spent alone in his bedroom, eyes glued onto a photo of you with his hand gripped around himself, imagining that it was your hand instead of his. Being able to actually live through his fantasy should’ve been enough encouragement to take charge, show you how good he wanted you to feel, make you know that he was good enough for you, and somehow he couldn’t bring himself to overpower you in such a way, but every little ounce of praise and encouragement and reassurance gave him the push he needed.

Once he heard a gentle moan slip past your lips as he held you tight, he wanted to hear it again and again. He wanted to be the one to make you feel the way no other man had been able to make you feel, he wanted to be the one who woke up next to you in the morning, he wanted to be the one to pull every pretty sound from you. He slowly trailed his hand up over the curves of your body, gently holding your cheek. As you leaned into his touch, he took his opportunity to gently plant an experimental kiss to your jawline, earning another soft groan from you.

“Good baby, just like that…” You whispered, one hand moving up into his hair, your fingers entangling themselves as you pulled him in closer.

You could feel the difference between his kisses after each quiet noise that slipped from your lips. You could sense his lips lingering after every little sound, and you tilted your head back to give him just a little more room to explore. As his lips moved down over your collarbone, you carefully reached a hand down and placed it on top of his, slowly guiding it up your torso. Just as it brushed the curve of your breast, he stopped his movements, slowly lifting his head away from the curve of your neck and looking down at the hand you held just above your stomach.

“It’s ok,” You reassured him, quickly leaning up to kiss him, “I want you to touch me. Do you want to touch me?” Jason only nodded, and you gently held his cheek, pulling him down to look into your eyes, “I need to hear you say it. Can you say it for me baby?”

“I want to touch you… Please?” He wasn’t asking, more like begging you to let him touch you. Even with you there guiding him through it all, it was so adorable that he was waiting for your permission before every step further.

“Of course you can touch me.” Your hand slowly guided his to your chest, placing it gently onto your breast, feeling the stiffness between his legs against your thigh as he carefully squeezed, “You can touch me all you want- “

Just as your lips were about to meet his again, the sound of the heavy door opening made your heart stop.

“(y/n)?” You could tell by the voice that it was one of the girls, and you quickly pulled Jason with you against the tile wall, hoping to keep him hidden.

“Yeah?” You called back to them, pushing Jason’s back against the wall, your hand covering his mouth as you brought your finger to your lips, telling him to keep quiet. You could see the fear in his eyes as he nodded.

Your hand stayed planted over his mouth as you stepped to the shower curtain, pulling it back just slightly to peek out into the locker room. Claire was standing in the doorway, and you gave her a quick smile to try and keep her focus from shifting to yours and Jason’s clothes strewn about in front of the bench closest to you. Thank God the door was at the other side of the room.

“Hey, what’s up?” You asked.

“Sorry, I didn’t know if you were still in here or not, I texted you that we were going back to the cabins, but I never got a response.” She smiled back, and you sensed from her lack of slurred speech that she may have been one of the few counselors that didn’t abuse their freedom.

“Oh, yeah sorry, I accidentally left it back at the cabin.” You played it off like it was a simple mistake, your heart almost beating through your chest, “Thanks for coming to tell me though.”

“No problem. Have you seen Jason by the way?” Her mention of his name was making him shudder in fear, hoping he didn’t do anything to compromise your position, “I know one of the guys went looking for him to let him know we’re turning in, but we couldn’t find him.”

“Yeah, I saw him right before I came here,” You were thankful you had been quick to think of a response, wanting her to leave as soon as possible without any idea that you had been hiding him just within an arm’s reach, “I think he said he needed to go back to the lodge for something? You don’t have to wait around though, I’ll let him know you came by and let me know when I get back to the cabin. I’ll just shoot you a text or something.”

“Ok, thanks. And sorry for interrupting, I’ll let you get back to your shower.” She gave you a kind wave and an awkward laugh as she opened the heavy door to leave.

“Thanks. Goodnight!” You matched her laugh, watching and waiting for that heavy door to close behind her and quickly pulled the curtain shut as you heard the loud click of the latch.

As your attention went back to Jason, your hand fell from covering his mouth to his chest. You could feel how heavy he was breathing, how fast his heart was beating, chest heaving, face almost completely red from the rush of adrenaline that flowed through his veins at the mere thought of getting caught. It was the scariest thing he had ever experienced, and somehow the most exhilarating. It felt wrong to want it to happen again, but it felt so right.

You couldn’t help your giggles at his state, wanting to comfort him,

“You did such a good job being quiet for me.” You smiled to him, gently petting the hair back from his forehead and leaning in to gently kiss his parted lips, your eyes wandering down his body as you stepped back and saw just how hard he’d gotten from the rush of nearly getting found out, “Aw, baby, did that excite you a little too much?” Jason nodded, wanting to speak but the only thing he was able to muster was a quiet whimper. You slowly trailed your fingers down his body, feeling his stomach tense up as they stopped just below his bellybutton, “You want me to help you with it?”

“Please…” He whined out, desperately needing your touch, precum already slowly leaking from the tip before you had even gotten close to touching him, “Please help me…”

“Shh, I’ll help you baby, you don’t have to beg…” You used your free hand to tenderly push his chin up, planting a gentle kiss onto his lips before your fingers continued moving down his body, “Let me make you feel good.” As your fingers gently trailed over his length he couldn’t help but watch your soft hand wrap around him, gasping for air just from the sensation of being at the mercy of your touch. He couldn’t bear to watch you doing it, even he knew just the sight of your hands on him would be enough to make him cum before you had even gotten a chance to try.

Jason tilted his head back against the tile wall, his eyes clenching shut as he let himself become consumed with the euphoria you were bringing him. Even just your fingertips were more than enough to send shivers all through his body.

Your attention was completely fixed onto him, not sure if you should keep your eyes on his face to watch it contort in pleasure or on his cock as you gently stroked his manhood with your fingertips, waiting for his release. Your movements started slowly, almost experimental, not wanting to make him too overstimulated too quickly from the foreign feeling of having someone else bringing him to his release for the first time. With a quick glance down, you could see his hands gripping at nothing as they were still planted against the wall, wanting so badly to hold onto something to keep him grounded.

You started off with your fingertips gently moving over his length, wanting to memorize every bulging vein and each little spot that made him make another one of his pretty sounds. You tried to hold back the smile that came to your lips as it twitched each time you traced over a vein, but it was just so fun to play with him. Slowly, you wrapped your hand around him, starting off with loose and lazy strokes to ease him into you. Each time your hand reached the light patch of hair that adorned his groin you could hear how hard he was trying to hold back the little groans in his throat.

“Don’t hold back those noises handsome, I want to hear how good I make you feel.” Your hand tightened around him as you picked up the pace of your strokes, “Do you like how good I make you feel?”

“Yes…” He said with an exhale, his eyes fluttering open, fixed onto the ceiling, “Fuck, so good…” His eyes shut tight as he felt your grip tighten once more, groaning through gritted teeth as he could feel that arousal in his core start to bubble up each time your soft hand grazed over his sensitive tip with each agonizing stroke.

Having him there before you, writhing beneath your touch, was enough to make you wet, but with every one of his quiet whimpers and moans it made it so much harder to hide how good it was making you feel. He didn’t have to do a single thing, and still he was making you feel a type of pleasure you’d never felt before.

You slowly began to stroke him faster, the slow stream of precum dripping from him giving you the perfect lubricant each time your palm moved back to his tip. As you looked down to watch yourself, you noticed his hips gently bucking into your hand with each stroke, the quiet grunts accompanying the slow rhythm of each stroke. You knew he was getting closer by the second, and you wouldn’t dare keep him from the release he so desperately needed.

“Are you getting close baby?” You watched his eyes stay focused onto the ceiling as they shot open, nodding to you, only able to muster up a string of quiet whimpers. You slowly adjusted your hands position on his cock as you carefully lowered yourself onto your knees before him, his head finally tilting down to look at you as you knelt down onto the shower floor, “I want you to watch me. Can you do that for me Jason?” You placed your free hand onto his thigh to help balance yourself as you looked up into his eyes, a sweet smile on your lips as you saw his wet hair hanging over his eyes as they looked so deeply into yours, almost as if he was pleading for you to finally bring him to his climax.

“Come on baby, cum for me, don’t be scared…” You whispered up to him, your grip tightening around him, pumping your hand as fast as you could without the chance of overstimulating him too much.

You could feel his body start to tremble, his hand moving gently over yours on top of his thigh, gripping it as he slowly hunched over, a string of quiet profanities in between his moans. You felt the veins beneath your fingers bulge and with one last agonizing stroke down to the base of his cock, your chest was covered with long, thick ropes of his cum. You looked back up to Jason as you unwrapped your hand from him, slowly caressing his thighs as you watched him catch his breath. He finally looked down into your eyes and you could see they were glazed over with desire at the sight of his seed slowly dripping down your breasts.

“Thank you…” He said between breaths, his lips turned slowly to a smile as he reached a hand up to brush the wet strands of hair back from his face. You could see how pink his cheeks were, and he looked so perfect in the afterglow of his orgasm. You smiled up at him and couldn’t help the giggles that came as soon as you glanced down and saw just how much of a mess he’d made you.

“You really needed that, didn’t you?” You slowly stood back up onto your feet, taking a step back under the shower head to rinse off the sticky residue from your figure.

As you stood beneath the hot water, letting your body temperature increase from the coolness still fluttering over your skin from the cold tiles on the floor, Jason moved to stand behind you, his arms wrapped around your front and held your body close into his. You placed your hand on top of his, turning your head just slightly as he rested his chin onto your shoulder. You could still hear how deep his breaths were, still trying to catch his breath. His skin felt cool against yours and you turned around to face him, your arms snaking their way back around his shoulders and leaned his forehead to rest onto yours,

“Can I, do you?” He asked between breaths, his adorable pleading smile never leaving his lips.

“You’re sure you’re ready to start again?” You asked with a giggle, excited at his eagerness but not wanting to push him past his limits, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

✨ “But I do want to.” Jason insisted, one of his hands moving up into your hair, pulling your lips up to meet his, “I want you to show me how to make you feel good.” This was a new side to himself that Jason hadn’t known could be brought out. He was being overcome with passion, the only thought on his mind was to make you feel just as good as you made him feel. All he wanted was to be good for you, to hear those beautiful sounds he was able to extract from you over and over again, to be the person you fell asleep next to just so he could hold you in his arms all night. “Please?”

It was so hard to say no to him. You pulled his lips back onto yours, whispering against him as you reached for the hand that was wrapped around your waist.

“You’re getting awful eager.” You giggled, slowly guiding his hand down your body, feeling how hard he was trying to keep his touch lingering on each new spot on your body. As you moved his hand just below your navel, you looked back up at him and noticed his eyes constantly darting back and forth over your body. You took a small step back to give him a better view and smiled up to him, “You want to watch how good you make me feel?”

Jason’s eyes immediately met yours, filled with excitement and sincerity, his heart beating so loudly in his chest you were so certain you could hear it overpower the force of the water hitting the drain, “Please?” He begged, “Please let me watch.”

His pleading was so adorable. The way his eyes lit up each time you introduced something new to him, the toothy grin on his lips that made you want to pull him back into you and kiss him over and over, every little thing he did made you want him more. You felt his fingers stiffen as you lowered them down the curve of your body and your free hand gently held the back of his neck to balance yourself,

“Relax baby,” You pulled him down gently, his forehead resting on yours, “just do what I do, ok?”

Jason nodded, doing his best to pay attention to the way your fingers were moving over his, but you felt him start to shudder as you slowly slid his digits over your folds. You guided his fingers slowly, taking a small step to open your thighs for just a little more room. His lips parted ever so slightly, and you could hear him whispering a string of pleasured profanities to himself as you guided his fingertips over your slick core.

Jason’s hands were calloused, but soft, and he had such a loving touch. Like he was scared to break you if he made one wrong motion. He was being so gentle with you, letting every second that passed sink in and burn into his memory to experience it all over again the moment he knew he’d be away from you. Once he heard a silent gasp escape your lips as you pressed his fingertips to your clit, he smiled to himself, a wave of exhilaration flowing over him, knowing that though you were guiding him and yet he was still the one extracting those beautiful sounds from your lips.

“Right there…” You quietly gasped out, guiding his fingers into small circles over the little bundle of nerves, “Be very gentle there, I want to make sure we can make this last as long as we can.” Jason nodded, looking down at your hand guiding his between your legs, the wide smile on his lips was hard to miss as you felt him start to harden against your thighs again, “You like watching baby?” His eyes darted back up to yours and you slowly took a few steps back, keeping his hands on you as you pulled him along, your back resting back up against the cold tile wall, “You can watch all you want, just let me get a little comfortable, ok?”

Jason stood in front of you and watched you open your legs just a bit more, leaning your back against the wall for a little more space between your bodies, giving him the perfect view of his hand between your thighs,

“Get as comfortable as you need to, just as long as I can keep watching…” It was like he was hypnotized each time he watched how much pleasure he was bringing you, “Please?”

You couldn’t help but giggle, carefully moving his fingers back and forth through your folds, gently rocking your hips to match the pace you were setting for him,

“Such a gentleman, even with your hands all over me like this,” You kept your eyes locked onto his face, wanting to make sure he could see how good he was making you feel, “you’re doing such a good job with me, do you think you can do it on your own?” You gently lifted your hand away from his as he kept his fingers moving at the slow pace you’d set for him.

“I’m doing good?” He asked once more just to hear you say it to him again.

“Yes baby, so good.” A quiet moan left your throat as he started to take over, feeling the little patterns he was tracing into your sensitive flesh, your arms lazily hanging around his shoulders. Jason tried paying attention to every little noise and motion you made, taking note of every sensitive spot that he could use to bring you closer to the edge.

Every little movement he made sent slow pulses of desire through your body. Every circle and pattern he traced, every bit of pressure that was applied, every time he moved his hand to match the soft, quiet string of moans that left your lips. It was enough to make you want more of him, and you wanted it now.

“Jason?” You whispered to him, his eyes moving up to meet yours while his hand was still in motion, “Want to try something?” You asked between breaths, seeing his eyes light up. He slowly slid his fingers away from you but you quickly reached down to grab his wrist, “No, no, keep them there baby,” You once again guided his hand lower, placing your hand back on top of his, arching your back against the wall as your free hand stayed on his shoulder to keep you balanced, “I’m just gonna move them a little bit lower…” You slowly pressed the tip of one of his fingers to your slit, looking over his face for any sign of discomfort as you held his wrist still for a moment, “Do you want to put one in?”

Jason’s cheeks went red, even with the forward offer he was so timid, but he was so eager to make you feel good. Yearning to feel your body react to his touch the way he reacted to yours with such ease. He wanted to speak but the words just wouldn’t come out, his lips quivering before nodding his head, his eyes looking into yours for guidance.

“Yeah?” You asked just one final time, earning another nod and a hopeful smile from him, “Don’t worry baby, I’ll help you. Go slow, and be very gentle, can you do that?” Your hand stayed planted on his, though you let him guide you through his movements, allowing him to do it all himself with your praise to help when necessary.

“Slow… gentle…” He whispered to himself, carefully inserting the tip of his finger little by little into your warmth. He made sure to go as slow as possible to keep from causing you any discomfort, and he was using the quiet pleasure filled moans that came from your lips as a guide.

The gentle pressure was building in your core as Jason so tenderly pushed deeper into you, gently brushing past all the right spots,

“Yes baby, just like that…” Your head slowly tilted back, eyes shutting slowly to bask in the soft pleasure he was sending through your body as he pushed into you. It was almost too much to get such satisfaction just from one digit, but he had come so far since you’d first kissed him earlier in the night. He was trying so hard to make sure that he was doing everything as you asked, so eager to please you even with the limited experience he had, and you couldn’t help but want to make sure he knew how grateful you were for that.

“Good boy…”

It slipped past your lips so easily, and without thinking Jason had pushed deep into you, earning a loud moan as he pressed his palm to your pussy. Your hand moved from his shoulder and raked through his hair, gently tugging onto it as you felt his hand grip onto your waist. He leaned in close, his forehead pressing back onto yours, breathing deep from the rush of lust that flowed through him, loving the feeling of having you literally in the palm of his hand and yet he was still completely at your mercy.

“Say it again…” Jason pleaded against your lips, “Please say it again.” He whined.

“You like when I call you a good boy?” You teased, “Try moving your hand a little baby. Gently, in and out…” You paused, waiting for him to obey your commands, his finger slowly slipping out and carefully pushing back into you, grazing over every sensitive spot, “Good boy, just like that.”

Jason smiled against your lips, letting the feeling of you consume him. So warm, so soft, so wet for him even from such simple movements that even he was uncertain of. Each time he pushed back into you it was matched with a soft moan, and he’d do whatever it took to hear them louder.

“Can I add another? Please?” He begged, his eyes peering into yours, desperately wanting you to let him do anything to hear how good he was doing for you.

“Yes baby, just be gentle, ok?” You bit your bottom lip from the sound of just how badly Jason wanted this. Every little sound that came from him was more motivation to keep going, to see just how flustered you could make him, “I love how gentle you’ve been with me.”

“I like being gentle with you,” He panted, carefully slipping his finger out before pressing his fingertips to your slit once more, waiting for your body to relax as he pushed them into your warmth, “I just want to make sure I can make you feel good.”

You breathed slowly, letting your body adjust to the first initial stretch, wanting to relish every moment of pleasure Jason brought you. He couldn’t help himself from letting out a few strained groans as he pushed into you, watching the way your eyes clenched shut, shaky breaths moving past your trembling lips as he pushed in as deep as he could into your dripping cunt.

“You make me feel so good.” You gasped, your arms reaching out and pulling him in close, crashing his lips into yours as you felt the first pulse of desire flow through you. Each time his fingers moved carefully in and out of you it sent waves of pleasure down your spine, feeling your climax getting closer as the tips of his fingers gently grazed over your g-spot.

“Right there…” You whispered, keeping him held close to you, peppering the side of his face with gentle kisses as you moved to whisper into his ear, “Keep doing what you’re doing baby, I’m getting so close…”

“Really?” He asked with a wide smile on his lips, almost on disbelief that he was bringing you over the edge, “You’re really getting close?”

“Yes,” You moaned, “Yes, fuck I’m almost there …” You couldn’t help your giggles at his innocence, how happy he was to know that he was the one to send you over the edge, “You’re so good to me.” You pulled his lips back into yours, moaning against them as you felt your body start to tense.

Your fingers tangled into his hair, gripping onto it as you moved your hips to meet his pace. You held him tight in your arms, your nails raking down to his shoulders as you let out one final cry of pleasure, your legs almost giving in as Jason slowed his pace to let you ride out your orgasm. Your eyes were still clenched shut as you tried to catch your breath, slowly helping you back onto your feet as he slid his fingers out of you. He carefully wrapped his arm around your waist as you leaned your head onto his shoulder, reaching his hand out to rinse it under the water as it slowly started to cool.

“Are you ok?” He asked, holding you close to him as your breathing finally slowed enough for you to respond.

“I’m ok.” You assured him, smiling against his shoulder, “You’re sure you haven’t done that before?” You said with a soft laugh between each breath.

“I’m sure.” He laughed with you, his arms keeping you secure until you had enough strength back in your legs, “Am I that good?” He felt you nod against his shoulder and hoped you didn’t see the animated smile on his lips.

“You are.” You sighed, the strength slowly coming back to your legs as you carefully pulled your head away from his shoulder, arms still wrapped around him.

“Maybe I just had a good teacher.” Jason shrugged, his thumbs gently caressing the warm skin of your torso as he carefully helped move your bodies back beneath the warm water slowly starting to cool as the night went on, “Thank you…” He said quietly.

“Aw, baby you don’t have to thank me.” You looked up to him, hand cupping his cheek, “If anything, I should be thanking you,” You giggled, pulling him down to you for a quick kiss, “you’re good with your hands.”

“Am I really?” He chuckled, “I just wanted to make sure you felt good… Did I do a good job?”

“You did such a good job, sweet boy.” You smiled up at him as you brought your other hand up to cup his cheeks, pulling him down and gently kissing his nose, “Such a good job…”

You held him in your hands for just a moment, peering into his bright blue eyes, a soft smile spread across your cheeks as you saw how love-filled his gaze was. With every moment that passed you found yourself wanting him more and more, and in ways you didn’t even realize you could want.

Gently opening your eyes in the morning and seeing him next to you sleeping so peacefully with you in his arms. Coming to him for comfort after a tough day because you know he can warm your heart like no one else can. Holding him close at night and listening to his heart beating to slowly lull you to sleep. You couldn’t figure out if it was lust or love taking over with the adrenaline flowing through your veins, but you were praying it was the latter.

“You’re still sure you want to do this tonight?” You whispered, “We can stop if it’s too much.”

“No, I’m sure.” He nodded, “It’s not too much. It’s exciting… I’m having a lot of fun learning this stuff.” He laughed softly, slightly embarrassed to admit it, but he liked being so upfront with you. There was no reason for him to want to hold back exactly how this whole experience was for him, especially with you giving the instructions.

You giggled with him, happy to know that he was enjoying himself as much as you were.

“I’m having a lot of fun teaching.” You pulled his lips onto yours, kissing him soft and slow, needing to feel just how warm he still felt against you. As you felt the water flowing over your skin, you gently pulled away as it started to send a slight chill over your body, “Water’s getting cold, think you’re ready to head back to the cabin?”

Jason gently squeezed onto your hips, slowly nodding his head as his eyes carefully scanned your body, his cheeks going bright red but his smile never leaving his lips. You reached your hand out and turned off the faucet before taking one last deep breath as you looked back to Jason, knowing exactly what was to come as soon as you walked back to the cabin.

“Nervous?” You asked.

“A little…” He admitted.

“Don’t be.” You said with a smile, giving him just one last kiss before reaching your hand out to the curtain, “You’re a natural.”

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The walk back to the cabin was quiet, especially knowing there was no chance of getting yourselves caught with all the other counselors back in their cabins. You’d walked hand in hand, enjoying the beautiful sight of the stars in the night sky. Jason had even stopped every now and then to point out constellations he recognized. As badly as you wanted to wait to fully give whatever your new relationship was a label, he was doing an awful good job making you want to have him all to yourself a lot sooner.

As you saw the bright door of the cabin getting closer as you walked, you turned your attention back to Jason as you felt his hand gently squeezing yours,

“Everything ok?” You asked, slowing your pace to give you just a little more time.

“Yeah, everything’s fine.” He said to you with a smile, but when it fell faster than you expected it, you quickly stepped in front of him.

“You’re sure? Because sometimes you forget that you’re a bad liar.” You giggled to diffuse a little bit of the tension, “Talk to me, tell me what’s on your mind.”

He pursed his lips and sighed, looking down at your hand in his,

“I don’t know,” He shrugged, “I think I still have that thought in the back of my head telling me that I’m not good enough. That-“ He stopped himself, not wanting to ruin the moment with you by getting his emotions involved, but you knew that this was the one opportunity for the two of you to be fully upfront with one another.

“That what?” You pried.

He took a deep breath and looked back up to you,

”That this is all just something you’re doing to make me feel better about still not knowing any of this stuff at 24.” You could see from the worry in his eyes that he had started to let these thoughts get to him. “I don’t want to keep thinking that because I know it’s not true, but I think I still can’t believe that it’s you I get to do all these things with. You’re smart and you’re beautiful and you’re so much better at everything than me… I’m just a loser that still goes to summer camp.”

Hearing what he really thought of himself was so heartbreaking, especially because you knew that wasn’t true.

“You’re not a loser. And I’m not doing any of this because I feel bad for you. When I told you I liked you I meant it, and I like you because everything you do is so authentically you.” You could see his eyes start to lighten up as you spoke, “You’re kind and you’re sweet, you’re someone who does the things that make you happy without worrying about what others think about it. You’re always so carefree, and whenever I see you, you’ve always got a smile on your face, trying to stay optimistic no matter what happens, and I need more of that in my life.” You could see the corners of his lips twitch up into a smile as he looked down at the gravel beneath your feet, “I really do like you. And I want you to know that whatever happens after tonight, I won’t regret any of it.” You gently squeezed his hands in yours and he slowly tilted his head back up to look at you, “Thank you for trusting me enough to do all of this with you.” You leaned in and whispered, “Losing your virginity is a little scary, I know, but if there’s any part of you that says no, I want you to tell me.”

“I will.” His thumbs slowly caressed the back of your hands, “And it is a little scary.” He admitted, a nervous laugh following it, “But a good kind of scary I guess”

“A good kind of scary?” You giggled, “Baby, I think you’re excited, it might just be a lot for you.”

“I think you might be right…” He laughed, trying to look away to hide the obvious blush on his cheeks.

“God, you’re so cute.” A hand left his, reaching up to gently grasp his cheek and pull his lips onto yours, “Ready?”

“Ready.” Jason nodded, holding your hand firmly in his as he led the rest of the way to the cabin, opening the door for you.

As you stepped inside you quickly flicked on the small light switch next to the doorway, tossing your dirty clothes along with the other shirts and shorts that were littered near your bags, stepping over and shutting the curtains as a chill ran over your arms,

“Fuck, I forget how freezing it gets in these at night.” You shivered as you rushed to the other side of the door as Jason stepped inside and closed the door behind him, fixing the curtains before moving to clean off your bed for the night.

“That’s ok.” Jason said, his arms carefully snaking around your waist, “We’ll keep each other warm, right?”

You giggled at his newfound confidence, turning around and wrapping your arms around his neck,

“You’re exactly right!” You smiled, leaning up and g planting a few soft kisses onto his cheek, “Did you want to do it on my bed, or yours?”

Jason’s eyes wandered behind you, eyeing your bed and the few things scattered over your mattress as it was framed by the sheets from your makeshift privacy window. Though at this point it was essentially useless. Your phone, the little bouquet of now half dried flowers he’d gotten for you earlier in the night, the book you’d been reading that day as you waited for him,

“I’m not sure, I guess yours?” He shrugged, looking at the sheets that hung over your bed, “We’d have a little extra privacy with the sheets.”

“Oh yeah, that’s true!” You smiled up to him, your lips gently trailing down and planting a few kisses along his neck, “And don’t worry, I know by this point they’re all probably passed out after the day they had. Speaking of that…”

You turned and moved to sit on the edge of your bed, grabbing your phone to send out the obligatory ‘Made it back, see you tomorrow!’ text just so there were no interruptions until the next morning. As you looked up from the screen, Jason was standing there, visibly still a bit nervous and trying to mask it with the little bit of confidence he still had. You smiled at him, setting your phone down next to you on the mattress and moving to the side, patting the empty space next to you for him to sit.

He sat at your side, his hands holding onto the edge of the mattress as he took a deep breath,

“We’re really doing this?” He asked.

“Only if you still want to.” You gently placed a hand on top of his, “If you’re having second thoughts, we can always just cuddle. That’s fun too.” You giggled, gently nudging his side, earning a small laugh from him.

“I still want to. I think it’s the nerves still getting to me, but” He paused for a moment before looking back up to you, “having you here to help me through it is making it a lot easier.” You sat there silently with each other for just a moment, letting yourselves get comfortable with knowing what was to come. As Jason looked over to you, he noticed a small toiletry bag he didn’t recognize from earlier sitting next to your thigh, “What’s that?” He asked, pointing it out.

”Oh, I almost forgot about this earlier, but I set it out before we left for our shower just in case…” You reached over and set the bag into your lap, unzipping it and opening the top to show Jason the contents inside, smiling as you watched his breath catch in his throat, “I kind of made a habit to keep them on me in school, just in case someone needed one,” You giggled and pulled out one of the small foil wrappers, holding it between your fingers, “I know I probably shouldn’t have brought this many condoms, but I guess it came in handy.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” Jason laughed nervously as he took the wrapper from between your fingers, staring at it in his hand for a moment. Even with all of the new things you’d led him through tonight, the kisses and heavy petting, finally being able to feel your soft skin on his hands like he’d dreamt about for so long, holding that little foil wrapper in his hand was what made him realize how scary it really was to be in a situation like this a for the first time.

All his major firsts, being crossed off one by one by the girl that had been on his mind for years, and yet holding the condom in his hand is what made it all click. He was pulled from his trance as he heard your giggle,

“You ok?”

“Yeah, sorry.” He smiled, lowering his hand as you set the bag back to your side, “I think it’s finally… setting in.”

“Yeah?” You smiled, your body slowly moving to face him as you gently swung your legs over his lap, his hand resting gently on your thigh as your arms wrapped around his shoulders, “How does it feel?”

“It feels…” He exhaled slowly, his eyes following down your body as you lay over his lap, your arms holding him close as you felt his hand gently squeeze your thigh, his eyes fixed on your curves, wanting so badly to see your beautiful figure laid beneath him, “Good.”

“Good.” You smiled to him, your hand gently resting on his cheek as you pulled him in for a gentle kiss, “All I want is for you to feel good~” You slowly moved your legs around his waist, straddling his lap as his hands moved to hold your hips.

Your eyes met his and he caught you off guard when his hands gripped onto you, pulling your hips into his, gently grinding up into you as he confidently pushed his lips onto yours. He didn’t seem anxious, his hands weren’t trembling as he held onto yours, and his lips met yours so passionately you couldn’t help but let out the quietest little moan. As he carefully pulled your body into his, you felt him slowly hardening beneath his flannel pajama pants. His actions were so certain, and it sent a rush of electricity through your veins to finally be shown how confident he could be.

This version of him was so new, and you loved it.

As you slowly pulled away, your eyes met his once more, your lips curling into a smile as you saw his soft blue eyes glazed over with lust. Jason kept his eyes on yours, smiling big as he held you tight,

“I’m ready.” He nodded; his expression filled with excitement.

“You’re ready?” You nodded with him, thrilled to see that he had finally shed those feelings of insecurity and fear and had replaced them with passion and eagerness. He was a man that knew what he wanted, and you were so happy to give that to him.

He answered with a kiss, his hand moving up from your hip to gently hold the back of your neck. His movements were still so gentle, and as he pulled you in close you instinctively ground your hips into his, earning a quiet groan as you pulled away, quickly slipping off his lap to stand just before the bed,

“Let me get the light.” You bit your lip as you grinned to him, quickly reaching out to stop his hands and they grabbed at the hem of his shirt, ready to pull it up over his head, “Wait! Let me? Please?” You leaned forward and placed your hands onto his thighs, pushing your lips onto his, “I think it’ll be fun getting to undress each other, don’t you think?”

“Each other?” Jason whispered to himself, smiling big at the thought of peeling off your clothes to see your beautiful figure once more. Seeing it just once was enough to make him want your silhouette burned into his eyelids so each and every time he closed his eyes he was greeted with the magnificent sight of your soft curves.

You giggled to yourself as you took a few quick steps over near the door, flipping the light switch off and latching the little lock just at the top of the doorframe before nearly pouncing back onto Jason’s lap. He laughed to himself just before moving an arm back to keep from falling back as your hands went to his cheeks and pulled his lips back into yours, his free hand latching onto your hip just below the hem of your shirt. You slowly moved your body away from his as you felt his fingers toying with the hem,

“Want to take it off?” You asked, your hands resting softly on his chest as he stared up at you, his hands resting gently on your hips and slowly caressing the soft skin of your torso.

“Can I?” He asked breathlessly, trying to hide the excited smile he felt spreading onto his lips, “Please?”

“Go right ahead baby, you can take it off.” You giggled, sitting back and moving your arms up as he lifted the fabric slowly over your figure, his eyes glued onto your body as the moonlight beaming through the window framed you so perfectly in its blue light, your nipples perked up almost immediately as the cool night air brushed over your skin. Your fingers toyed with the hem of his shirt as he held your hips, “Your turn?” You asked, biting your lip in anticipation.

Jason nodded, his adorable toothy grin staying etched into his lips as he lifted his arms to help you get him out of his shirt. Somehow, even with all the earlier events of the night, he had the urge to cover himself from you. His eyes kept away from yours, his arms slightly covering his top half before you gently grabbed his wrists and guided his hands back to the hem of your soft pajama pants. You could feel him hardening beneath you after every little touch, and knowing just how easy it was to get him worked up like this only made you love it more,

”No need to be shy sweet boy, you know I already like you…” You giggled as a hand reached up, petting back his blonde locks, your fingers trailing through a few strands as your hand gently held the back of his neck, “I want to see you, just like how you want to see me.”

His arms slowly fell to his sides, propping himself up as he watched you slowly slide yourself from his lap and stand tall before him. He looked up to you with adoration, like you were a goddess, ready and waiting to see if he had what it took to please you, and you knew he did. You quickly kicked off the socks that were still on your feet and brought your fingers down to the elastic hem on your pajama pants, watching Jason closely as you toyed with the waistband,

“Help?” You asked him, flirtatiously biting at your bottom lip as the lace trim from the elastic on your panties was just barely visible as you toyed with the hem of your pajamas.

Jason nodded, and obediently reached his hands out to your hips, gently hooking his fingers into the waistband and carefully pulling the fabric over your thighs. His eyes followed the fabric as it fell to your ankles, soaking in every curve on your body as his hands came back up to rest on your thighs as you kicked the soft material off and let it become lost in the sea of clothes that were already scattered across the cabin floor.

Your hand reached up and brushed the hair back from his face as you slowly moved down to your knees before him, leaning forward and gently pressing your lips to his as your hands carefully trailed down his body to the hem of his flannel pajamas,

“Good boy~” You whispered up to him, your eyes staring directly into his as your fingers hooked into the waistband, “Let’s get these off of you, hm?”

He nodded, and you giggled as you saw his eyes widen and the smile on his lips grew as soon as he felt the first tug on the hem. He adjusted his body slightly as you pulled the fabric down over his thighs and couldn’t help the silent gasp that had left your lips as his cock strained against his boxers. The small wet patch at the front had made it obvious that he was so easy to please, even when all you were doing was sitting in his lap and letting him undress you. Such a sweet boy.

You glanced up at him with a smile, seeing how red his cheeks were as his hands gripped the bed sheets at his sides,

“Aww, all worked up just from getting me undressed?” You teased, earning a nervous laugh from him.

“Can’t help it…” He shrugged, trying to hide the blush spreading over his face, “You’re so pretty…”

“Aww, thank you baby. You’re so sweet to me…” You reached your hands forward and gently cupped his cheeks, leaning into him and pressing your lips softly onto his before your hands slowly moved down and rested on his thighs, “Do you want me to take care of it?”

Jason’s lips parted to give you a response, but he quieted himself the moment that thought of you popped into his head. Your eyes staring up at him from between his legs, your soft lips wrapped around his cock while his hands tangled in your hair trying so hard not to buck up into your mouth. Thinking about it was hell, and he groaned as he could sense the wet patch was growing on his boxers the longer he kept them on. His eyes met yours once more and he gently nodded, his lip quivering,

“Please?” He begged in a whisper, his lips turning into a pleading smile, and you were certain if your positions were flipped, he’d be at your feet waiting for your instruction. So eager to have you do whatever you wanted to him.

Your eyes moved down his body and a smirk came across your lips as your fingers gently dipped beneath the elastic of his boxers. As you carefully pulled them down, you could hear the strained groans Jason had tried so hard to stifle as his cock sprung up, a gentle sheen on the tip from the precum that had been slowly dripping the moment you moved into his lap. His eyes watched as you pulled the fabric over his thighs agonizingly slow, giggling after each little whine that left his lips, your eyes finally tilting up to meet his as his boxers pooled around his ankles. They were glazed over with lust, so full of need for you to do something, anything, to relieve the aching pleasure in his groin. You were certain that if you dragged it out any longer, he may have begun to tear up.

“Please….” He whined out quietly, “Please, touch me…”

“Shh, you don’t have to beg me sweet boy,” You reached your hand up to his cheek and held it tenderly, your fingers gently scratching over his facial hair and you could feel just how badly he needed his release from the way he gently flinched at your touch, “I’ll touch you for as long as you want me to~” As you leaned up for your lips to meet his, he quietly whimpered against you as your hand gently wrapped around the base of his cock, your palm slowly massaging his balls to help ease him into a level of comfort before you sent waves of pleasure through him.

“W-what am I supposed to do?” He asked in a whisper between each tender sound that left his lips.

“All you have to do is sit right there and let me make you feel good. Can you do that for me?” Your hand moved from his cheek to his thigh to balance yourself as you inched closer to his body between his thighs. Jason nodded quickly, muttering out a strained ‘Mm-hmm’ as his eyes darted down to your hand, watching and learning every new little step you took to ease him into comfort. “Good boy.”

You lifted yourself onto your knees to reach his lips as he gently leaned in towards you, your lips trailing down to carefully kiss along the side of his neck. Jason carefully leaned back, propped up onto his elbows as your lips planted soft, gentle kisses down his body. Along his neck and clavicle, slowly moving down his chest, your touch getting lighter as you reached his tummy, feeling his body give into your gentle touch as he instinctively tried to pull back each and every time your plush lips moved lower down his body.

Jason’s eyes were clenched shut, not wanting to watch this filthy scene unfold before him, but wanting to feel every little thing you were doing to him. He was so torn between knowing how wrong it was to be doing something he knew would jeopardize his position, and the excitement of finally being able to put to rest all those filthy things he’d got so guilty thinking about doing with you. The fact that you had more than exceeded his expectations wasn’t making this any easier for him. He knew it was wrong, but it felt too fucking good to stop.

You were careful with your movements, taking note of each sensitive spot and letting your lips linger each time you heard a whimper from him. As your hand massaged him you slowly started to move your fingers to wrap around the base and keep it held upright as you peppered his thighs with kisses, each one getting closer and closer to his cock. Your eyes peered up at him and you bit your lip just seeing how he was melting with your touch. Face flushed, lips parted, chest heaving with every breath, his eyes slowly fluttering open and meeting yours. The room was dark, but you could still see his pupils almost fully consuming the light blue of his eyes you were so used to seeing.

“Jason?” You said up to him in between kisses, “Do you want to watch?” His eyes opened ever so slightly to get a good look at you, watching your tongue slowly glide over your lips to wet them as your hand slowly rubbed the inside of his thigh, trying so hard to keep him in a state of pleasure that he could handle. He nodded to you slowly and another adorable giggle was pulled from you, “I have to hear you say it, remember baby? Tell me what you want to watch me do~”

“I want…” He started slowly, thinking over just how to say what he wanted from you. He’d never had to verbalize what he wanted, never had to explain the fantasies he’d thought about, especially not to the girl he’d imagined doing all those dirty things to. But being able to have just the littlest bit of control while you were guiding him sent a wave of excitement through him, “I want to watch you suck me… Please?”

“Good boy.” You watched his lips twitch into a grin as he slowly sat up and gently gathered your hair into his hands, pulling it into a fist as he carefully pulled back a few strands from around your face, “You’re such a sweet boy, you know that? Even with a girl between your legs you can’t help but be such a gentleman…”

It was so mesmerizing to have him be so sugary sweet to you throughout this entire ordeal. “Do me a favor baby, just hold my hair back so it doesn’t get in the way. Can you do that for me?”

He’d done as you asked, carefully raking his fingers along the sides of your head to gather up as much as he could as he held it back. He was being as gentle as possible, not wanting to pull any little tangles that may have gotten caught onto his fingers. Each time he felt a little snag he readjusted, delicately untangling the strands from his fingers.

His actions were all so careful and gentle, like you were made of glass, and he was afraid to break you with one wrong move. His words always dripping with want, want for you and you alone. First times were always awkward and even a little uncomfortable, you knew that, but not with him. Jason had something else in him that every other guy you’d been with didn’t.

He wanted you. Just you.

The only thing on his mind was putting you and your pleasure and comfort before his. Even when you were trying so hard to make it about him, he still made everything about you. A people pleaser through and through, but in moments like this you didn’t mind it one bit.

“I can’t help it.” He said bashfully, being careful not to pull too hard as he had a firm grasp on your hair, “It’s just in my nature I guess…”

Your eyes met his, and for just a moment, you felt a pulse in your chest that you’d never felt before. It was too early to call it love, but you were hoping that Jason was getting that same aching feeling in his heart for you.

“So sweet…” You whispered up to him, slowly lowering your head into his lap, your lips pressing a gentle kiss to his leaking tip, licking the residue from your lips as you felt him shudder and tremble beneath your touch, a quiet gasp leaving his lips.

“Are you going to be ok?” You asked with another soft kiss, “I don’t want to overwhelm you baby.”

“I’ll be ok…” He said with a shaky breath, “I can tell you if it’s too much?” He asked, the littlest bit of worry behind his voice, scared that his inexperience would be a turn off for you.

“Of course you can! I won’t push you any further than you want to be pushed, I promise.” You heard the tiniest whimper leave his lips as you placed one last kiss to his tip with parted lips, “We go at your pace, remember?” Jason responded with a strained ‘Mm-hmm’ and a quick nod, “So, if it starts to be too much, you tell me, ok? No safe words or anything, if you want me to stop, just say ‘stop’. Can you do that for me?” Your lips slowly enveloped his deep red tip, dragging over the sensitive flesh before you began softly and gently circling your tongue around it to give it just a little more lubrication. You could feel his grip tighten on your hair as Jason couldn’t help the quiet moans escaping him.

He let out a quick and breathy,

“Yes…” As his head tilted back, lip quivering from being overcome with the surge of pleasure flowing through him.

“Good boy.” You giggled.

You lowered yourself just a bit more between his thighs, your hand at the base of his cock, holding it steady as you looked up to his face already contorted in ecstasy before you’d even begun. Slowly, you pushed him past your lips, gently suckling at the tip before little by little taking more of him into your mouth. He was a whining mess before you’d even gone halfway down his length, shaky moans escaping his lungs each time he felt your lips reel back to the tip. You made sure to keep your pace slow as you inched further down, trying to take as much of him in as you could just to hear those pretty sounds coming from him again and again. Each time you opened your eyes to glance back up at him it was only more motivation to keep going.

He couldn’t help but stare down in awe and watch as your plush lips dragged up and down his cock, your hand gently gripping onto his thigh to keep yourself balanced on your knees as the other slowly pumped up and down at the base. You knew you couldn’t fit all of him, but he still deserved to have every little bit of him feel good. He deserved that much; he was being so good for you.

You could feel his thighs start to tense as you slowly picked up your pace, tightening your lips just a bit more around him. You opened your eyes just slightly to get another look at how he melted at your touch and his eyes were glued onto you, his hand gripping the sheets next to him to try and keep himself steady. He was in nothing short of pure bliss, his lips wet and parted, almost trembling, and you could see how hard he was trying to keep himself quiet when all you wanted was to hear all the pretty little noises he made.

Your hand holding him steadily moved down just slightly, pushing your lips down just a bit further to take him as deep as you could, only stopping once you felt like you’d gag if you’d kept going. He wasn’t huge by any means, but he felt like such a perfect size for you, fitted so perfectly past your lips with enough left of his length to let your imagination run wild with just how good it would hit every spot you needed it to. It was as if he was sculpted with you in mind.

It was a bit surprising to see how well he was doing, especially after all the pawing at each other as the night had gone on. Within only a few hours, he’d gone from getting hard just from having your body close to his to being able to hold himself back from cumming too quickly while your soft lips were wrapped around his length. You could only imagine how difficult it was, how painful it must be for him to make sure that your pleasure came before his throughout each and every moment. Though it was a sweet gesture, you wanted him to be the center of attention.

You adjusted your legs to sit a bit more comfortably on the hard wooden floors, hollowing your cheeks and bobbing your head as fast as you could in his lap. You were drawing out moan after moan from him, his hand swapping back and forth between gripping onto your hair and losing his hold on it from the shockwaves of pleasure surging through him. You glanced up once more at him and just as your eyes met his just one last time you felt him start to twitch in your mouth.

”I-I’m… I’m, fuck,” Jason tried to get his words out, but it was all just so good to focus on anything else but the way you were making him feel.

Slowly, you pulled your lips from his cock with a gentle pop, your hand moving from the base to replace your mouth, stroking him as quickly as you could. The wet noises from the mixture of saliva and precum on his cock as you pumped him filled the gaps in between his whines and groans.

“Are you gonna cum baby?” You asked him so sweetly, your eyes never left his face to watch just how much he was enjoying your touch.

He couldn’t bring himself to speak. All he could muster was another whine as he nodded, his arms finally giving out, and your hair fell back over your shoulders as he laid himself back against the mattress. His hands went to his sides, almost tearing the thin fabric as he clenched the sheets between his fingers, his hips gently thrusting upward into your hands as his release came closer and closer.

“It’s ok baby, cum for me.” You cooed, your free hand moving from his thigh to caress his body as he lay before you, “Cum for me Jason, cum for me.” Hearing his name being moaned from your lips just one last time was enough to push him over the edge.

With one final drawn out groan, his hips slowed, his back arched against the mattress as he painted his tummy with short spurts of his seed. You smiled up at him, catching your breath as he did as your hand slowly pulled away from his cock, carefully standing yourself up to look down at how pretty he looked. Face red, eyes closed, chest heaving up and down, his fingers gently toying with the extra sheet fabric he’d pulled at from holding onto it so tightly. You couldn’t help but giggle at your own work.

“Let’s get you cleaned up baby.” You smiled at him, your eyes scanning the floor for a dirty shirt to wipe away the mess Jason had made of himself and settled on grabbing the still slightly damp camp shirt you’d worn earlier in the day.

Jason’s eyes slowly opened as he felt the soft fabric over his stomach, sitting himself up gently on his elbows as he watched you clean him up.

“W-we don’t have to stop, do we?” He stuttered in between breaths, carefully sitting himself up to try and hide how exhausted he still was.

“Do you want to stop?” You asked, reeling back just slightly just in case he was getting too overstimulated. You almost helped in surprise as Jason reached out to you, his hands on your hips to slowly pull you back into him as you dropped the dirty shirt onto the floor.

“No! No, please,” He begged, “I don’t want to stop. Can I do you?” His lips were still trembling just slightly, but you could see just how eager he was to please you with that adorable smile on his face. “Please? I want to make you feel good…”

“Aww, you’ll get to baby, I just don’t want to overstimulate you for your first time.” You gently petted his hair back, carefully slotting your legs to the sides of his body and straddling his lap, your hands falling onto his shoulders as he held you steady by the waist, “Why don’t we lay together for a little bit and just enjoy each other?” You smiled down to him, gently brushing aside the few wavy strands that had stuck to the sweat on his forehead, leaning in ever so slightly to whisper to him, “I want to make this last for as long as possible with you…”

He tilted his head up, his lips gently meeting yours before he whispered back,

“I do too. Am I doing good?”

“So good…” You giggled, leaning back in to kiss him just one more time, “And it’s not too much?”

Jason shook his head, grinning up at you as he held you tight. You could feel his palms gently squeezing and sinking onto your hips, trying to pull you in as close as he could,

“It’s not too much, I promise. I’m having fun.” He reached a hand up, pushing your hair back as he held your cheek, pulling your lips back onto his.

His sudden newfound confidence, albeit it was still new to him too, was quite a turn on. Earlier in the night he’d been so nervous to even get close to you, and though it was a slow progression, it was nice to see how he could take control. Even if he was still being gentle with you, having him take over without your instruction made the heat between your legs throb with such intensity. He was making you want him more and more with every second that had passed.

“I’m having fun too.” You smiled and gently grasped his cheeks, tilting his head down slightly to press your lips to his forehead before gently slipping off of his lap onto the mattress. “Come lay with me.” You instructed, laying yourself out as he watched the way your figure filled out the space next to him as he turned to lay beside you.

Jason quickly turned around and pulled at one of the sheets that had been set up as a curtain, covering you from anything else around you, allowing yourselves to be completely focused on each other. The room was still pitch black, but your eyes had soon adjusted, and you smiled as soon as you could make out the shape of his face as he lay next to you. He gently placed his hand onto your hip and inched his body closer to yours. You could feel the heat radiating from him and all you wanted to do was bury yourself into his warmth.

“What now?” He whispered to you as his hand gently moved over the curve of your hip.

“What do you want to do?” You whispered back to him, reaching your hand up to gently caress the side of his face, your fingers gently scratching at his facial hair, “You’ve been doing so good for me, but I think right now we just need a little…” You’d thought for a moment to think of the right word, “Intimacy. I think it might be nice to lay here and love on each other a little.” You giggled, pressing your body into his as you pulled him in, your lips gently moving with his as your hand moved down, resting at his waist.

You noticed the grin on his face get wider, and if you had a light, you could’ve sworn you would’ve seen his cheeks go red again. Always so sweet. Jason looked to your eyes and nodded gently, his hand slowly moving up and down your torso, admiring the way your body felt beneath his touch.

“Is it ok if I touch you?” He asked quietly, his eyes wandering down from your face to your chest, not being able to help himself from looking at your beautifully bare skin.

“Do you want to touch me?” You asked, your hand moving back to gently scratch at his scalp, moving your fingers through his hair.

“I do…” He sighed, completely entranced as his eyes still wandered over your figure.

”Then touch me.” You encouraged him with a sweet smile, wanting him to find enough confidence to be able to do what he wanted without the constant need for your permission. “I want you to touch me. Don’t be scared, I’ll help you if you need it, ok baby?”

Jason nodded and you felt his hands slowly start to wander over your skin.

His fingers were gentle as they moved upwards, and though he was still so scared to make a wrong move, he always looked to you for security, taking every gentle smile as encouragement that he was doing everything perfectly. He gently gripped onto your body, slowly turning you from your side onto your back as he moved to lay over you, sitting on his knees as they rested between your legs. He gently held the curve of your waist as he looked down at the way you sank into the mattress beneath him.

His hands held the curve of your waist, slowly caressing his way upward, his hands hesitating as they reached up towards your breasts. You could see how badly he wanted to touch you, and you felt his hands trembling as they carefully moved closer. It was agonizing. All you wanted was for him to gain the confidence to do this with no need for hesitation. Sometimes a little push was necessary.

You quickly leaned upwards, one hand moving into his hair as the other went to pull his hand flush to your breast as you pulled him down with you. He’d caught himself with his free hand, propped up at the side of your head as he towered over you. You were a bit surprised to feel him twitch between your legs again so soon after his last release.

“Jason…” His name leaving your lips caught his immediate attention, “stop being so scared. Stop second guessing yourself, you’ve been doing so good without my help.” You gently squeezed his hand at your breast, and he mimicked your movements, “Just do what feels right, and it’ll be right. I promise.” You whispered against his lips.

He stared down into your eyes for a moment, and in his head, he kept telling himself over and over again that he needed to listen. He needed to stop second guessing himself and thinking he was making the wrong choices when it came to you and your body. He knew that you trusted him, and yet somehow, he didn’t trust himself. But as soon as he saw the encouraging look in your eyes he felt a surge of adrenaline rush through him once more. It wasn’t lust that was glazed over in your eyes, it was love. And for the first time that night, he didn’t feel that gentle wave of anxiety that spread over him before every move.

He trusted you, but more importantly, you trusted him. You wanted him to show you that he could be the man you thought he was, and he was determined to show you he was much more than that.

Without any more hesitation, he moved his hand from your breast and gently held your cheek. His swift movements caught you by surprise and you let out a quiet gasp as he crashed his lips into yours, his hand carefully moving down and holding your hip. He gently ground his hips into yours as he pulled your body closer, and the gentle moan that escaped your lips gave him the push he needed to keep going.

Your arms wrapped around him to keep him held close as you gently opened your legs to let him nestle into your body just a little more. As he pushed his slowly hardening length against your body, the friction from the fragile cloth that kept the little bit of modesty you still had intact was sending a heat through his body that he’d never felt before. Your body moved gently with his, carefully grinding your hips up into him, moving through the slow motions of sex to start getting him used to it. And with every quiet moan that escaped him with each little push forward, you knew he was going to be so perfect.

Jason carefully lifted his body from yours, slowly sliding himself down as his lips made a trail of soft kisses to your cheek and along your jawline before planting a few to your neck. You used this as an opportunity to catch your breath, feeling your body slowly succumb to the pleasure he was bringing you. You tangled your fingers in his hair and took a deep breath to ground yourself once more as he moved his lips back and forth across your collarbone,

“You’re doing so good.” You whispered to him, “And I like this new confidence,” you giggled, “I’m not sure where it came from, but I knew you had it in you baby. Are you getting a little more comfortable?”

“I think so.” Jason said with a smile against your skin, slowly lifting his head from the crook of your neck, “Am I really doing good?” He asked in a whisper, his eyes not sure whether to focus on your beautiful face or your gorgeous body.

“Yes, sweet boy, you’re doing so good all by yourself.” You smiled to him, carefully petting back the few strands of hair that covered his eyes, “Keep doing what you’re doing,” you leaned and whispered against his lips before giving them a gentle peck, “and I’ll help you once you move a little lower~”

With a wide grin, Jason dove back into the crook of your neck, groaning softly each time his lips landed on a new spot to tease. Your heart sped faster in your chest as he slowly nipped at the sensitive flesh, gasping quietly as he continued down over your clavicle, inching further down your chest. His pace slowed as he moved down your body, glancing up at your face for your approval to continue as he reached the soft skin of your breasts. He lifted himself up ever so slightly, just enough to get your face in full view to make sure he got every clear signal he could, his hand reaching between your bodies to gently massage your right breast as he slowed his kisses along the top curve of your left.

His movements were slow and careful, gentle, but only due to his own worries of getting too handsy with your body before he even got the chance to enjoy it. He glanced up to you once more and could see the flushed look on your face, eyes fluttering open to look down at him as you noticed his lips leave your body.

“Am I doing good?” He asked in a whisper, his eyes lighting up as he waited for your praise.

“Yes baby, so good.” You giggled, “You can keep going, you seem like you’re starting to get the hang of it. You don’t have to keep asking for my permission.”

“I know I don’t…” Jason said quietly, adjusting his body into a more comfortable position as he lay between your legs, “but you know what you like better than I do. I like asking permission, so I know how to make you feel good…”

“Aww, sweet boy,” You smiled to him, gently raising your body up as you leaned up onto your elbows, whispering to him closely, “everything you’ve done has made me feel so good. You know what you’re doing, stop getting in your head. And if you feel like you’re not doing something right, you can always ask me for help. I trust you.”

You gave him a quick kiss before laying yourself back down onto the mattress, your hand moving to hold the back of his head to play with the ends of his wavy hair while the other gently held onto his wrist as he nodded, whispering up to you as his lips slowly kissed down your breast towards your nipple,

“I like knowing I make you feel good…” He admitted quietly against you the softness of your skin, the butterflies still fluttering around in his stomach over the thought of your sweet words of encouragement.

“You do,” You whispered back in between slow breaths, eyes still shut to let your mind become clouded with how fragile and gentle he was treating your figure as your body lay beneath his, “you make me feel so good, Jason…”

As his lips inched closer to the slowly hardening bud, he could feel the heat between his legs start to slowly consume him. He quickly glanced up at you once more before his lips wrapped around the sensitive peak, gently suckling it before pulling away with a silent pop, pausing for just a moment as he heard a breathy gasp from your lips. When he saw your lips fall into a blissful smile he dove in once more, kissing and gently suckling at your nipple as he continued to gently knead and massage the other breast.

Jason loved knowing just how good he was making you feel. He’d often dream of this moment, holding you close and having you tangled in his arms, making you feel loved and appreciated, bringing you so much pleasure that even he himself was surprised at just how natural it all came. And though that was only his imagination, the real thing was so much better than he even thought possible. You were being so patient with him, allowing him to make mistakes and improve all his motions and movements just to make tonight special for both of you, not just him. As he pulled his lips back to give attention to the other breast, he felt your hips carefully grind up into him.

“Does it feel good?” He asked with a smile. He knew he was making you feel good, but hearing it come directly from you was all he wanted.

“Yes baby, so good…” You moaned out, a shaky breath escaping your lungs as your hands tangled in his hair, your fingertips gently massaging his scalp, “Such a good boy~” Jason groaned in pleasure as he ground his hips into the mattress after hearing your sweet words. He needed more of you, and he needed it now.

He slowly moved himself further down your body, kissing the valley between your breasts as he felt you start to carefully lift yourself onto your elbows, watching as he gently kissed down your stomach. Your hand stayed in his hair, delicately petting it back from his forehead to get a full view of his still flushed cheeks as he kissed just beneath your navel, pausing for a moment as he reached the hem of your panties. He looked up to you with wanting eyes, a tinge of pink on the apples of his cheeks and a bashful smile at his lips as his fingertips gently toyed with the hem of your panties.

“I can take them off?” He asked in a whisper, bright eyes full of hope, knowing you’d say yes but still having it in his good nature to ask first.

His authentic sweetness made you blush as you carefully nodded, watching him closely as you adjusted your body to help slip them off. His fingers hooked into the sides, slowly pulling the thin cotton fabric over your thighs. You heard his breath catch in his throat as he saw your body on full display before him, holding the damp fabric in his hand for a moment as his eyes scanned over your figure.

Your hair slightly messy from moving against the pillowcase, eyes wet, cheeks pink, lips parted ever so slightly as your chest slowly moved up and down with every breath. Lush breasts that curved perfectly above the softness of your stomach, leading down to your rounded hips and full thighs. You were in complete darkness and yet still you were breathtakingly radiant as you lay before him.

His hands found their way to your thighs, gripping and massaging the plush skin as he moved to lay between your legs once more. Your breathing got quicker as he inched closer to your core, and your eyes met his as he looked up to you from between your thighs as you bent your knees to give him a bit more room at the end of the mattress,

“I, uh,” He laughed nervously to himself as he lay on his stomach, “I don’t really know what I’m doing… Would you help me if I start doing it wrong?” He asked, his charming innocence bringing a smile to your lips.

“Yes, my good boy, I’ll help you if you need it.” Your hand reached out to hold his cheek, gently scratching at the facial hair on his jawline, “But I know you’re going to do so good~”

You could feel his face heat up under your touch, and as you moved your hands back to your sides as you lay your head back onto the pillow a shiver shot through your spine at the feeling of his lips kissing along the inside of your thighs. He was slow, gentle, making sure each spot his lips could reach would be shown the same adoration that the rest of your body had gotten. It wouldn’t be fair to ignore a single part of you, not when you were this beautiful.

A gentle moan slipped past your lips as he moved closer to your core and just as you were about to peek down and give him the permission he craved, your eyes clenched shut as you felt him slowing his pace, preparing yourself for what was to come. You knew he’d never done something like this before, but with how well he was learning you were certain that he’d do such a good job with you.

Without a warning, you felt his slick tongue softly slide along your folds, and although each move was foreign to him it felt so natural with his head between your thighs. Jason glanced up to get a read on your expression and as soon as he saw your head tilted back against the pillow, a soft breathy moan escaping your lips as his mouth explored your heat, he smiled to himself. Every noise you made was more encouragement to see what else he could pull from you. His hands moved to your outer thighs, gripping them gently as he pulled you closer into him, the tip of his tongue experimentally maneuvering through your wetness to find every spot that made you shudder.

You were completely and utterly intoxicating.

The feeling of you, the taste of you, the scent of you was nothing short of perfect in Jason’s eyes. Each second that passed with his head buried between your thighs was absolute bliss, especially knowing that he was the one doing this to you.

Jason let the heat of the moment take over, gripping onto the back of your thighs to pull you in closer, his nose rubbing against your clit as he let his lips and tongue explore your cunt. He paid such close attention to everything he was doing, listening intently to the way his name was whined out as your hand found its way into his hair, gripping onto it just as the tip of his tongue lapped at your clit.

”Oh, fuck~” You moaned as you looked down to him once again, your hand tangled in his hair as his gripped tightly onto your thighs, the gentle sheen of your wetness covering the bottom half of his face as his eyes looked up to you with so much want, such intense need for you and you only. He was trying so hard for someone who’d never gotten close to a moment like this, and he was doing a damn good job. “You’re such a good boy…” You whispered down to him just as you let your head hit the soft pillow behind you once more.

Just hearing how good he was making you feel sent the blood rushing to his cock, and as badly as he wanted to hide it, he knew he couldn’t. As he ground his hips into the mattress he quietly groaned into your pussy, the gentle vibrations sending slow pulses of pleasure through your body. Your hand reached down and gently held onto his, feeling his grip leave your thigh as he tenderly laced his fingers between yours. The heat in your core was growing by the second.

“Jason…” You whined out breathlessly, “Keep going baby, I’m so close…”

He could feel your hand in his hair start to gently loosen your grip on his wavy locks, and as he kept rutting against the mattress he was praying he could get you off before taking it too far on himself. It was just too good to stop.

The moans and whines leaving your lips got louder by the second, your thighs gently pressing against the sides of his head as his tongue circled your clit. His hand gripped yours tightly, encouraging you to finish with him there buried in your heat, wanting you to use him for your own pleasures like it was all he was made for. And in that moment, he felt like that’s all he was made for, and he loved every second of it. Your hand was gripped in his hair, and with one final cry of pleasure you felt the heat building up in your core finally burst, your toes curling and back arched ever so slightly as you gasped for air.

Jason tried his best to clean you up, his tongue lapping at the mess between your legs and planting gentle kisses along the sensitive flesh. He paid close attention to your breathing, waiting until your gasps turned to slow, shallow breaths before placing one last gentle kiss to your still sensitive cunt. He lifted his head up slowly, face red, heart beating fast as he licked the last of you off of his lips, bringing his hand up to try and wipe away the remnants of your spend from his facial hair as he watched your chest slowly heave up and down.

You were glowing. Breathtakingly ethereal, and to know that it was his doing was giving him a surge of confidence that he never felt before. His ego had never been fed like this before, and it was something he could get used to.

Your eyes slowly fluttered open, and your lips curled into a smile as you saw Jason’s eyes on your body, looking at you with such admiration. And as your eyes met his, you were met with another bashful smile as he coyly looked away.

“I didn’t know you were that good at giving head baby.” You giggled, slowly leaning yourself up off the pillow and reaching a hand out to gently cup his cheek. Jason leaned in to meet your lips as you inched forward, slowly moving his hand to your thigh to balance himself as your lips softly moved with his. You could taste yourself still on him as you pulled away.

“I didn’t know I was that good either.” He smiled against your lips as your hand stayed on his cheek, your thumb gently grazing over the apple of his cheek.

You sat there for a moment just enjoying the presence of one another. The darkness of the space around you, the warmth building in that partially closed off bunk, the sweet scent of your intimacy starting to fill the room as the seconds passed. Jason had thought about this very moment for a long time, and though he didn’t expect you to be the one he lost his virginity to, he couldn’t have pictured it more perfectly. You were the one thing he had been missing, and he started to feel whole again now that your past friendship had blossomed into more. When the night began, he wasn’t sure how certain he was of your feelings for him, but he knew now that he didn’t want to be without you.

He knew your relationship was starting off backwards, but he would try his damndest to make sure you knew every day that he would do whatever it took to make you happy. You were what he was missing, and to have you back, lying in his arms, was something he could get used to.

“How are you feeling?” You asked, your hand on his cheek as you watched him get completely lost in you.

Jason looked at you like no one else had. Not like you were just a pretty face or a good body, not like you were just another girl for him, not like he was ready to move on the next morning and forget about it all. He looked at you with such want, such need, it was making you want him so badly.

He had always been so timid and shy, so nervous to let his true self shine, and seeing how much he’s grown and how comfortable and confident he was with himself was making your heart race. You could see a shift in him when he was with you, he seemed so comfortable and happy, and you could see his confidence improving more with every moment that went by. His sweet nature and kind demeanor was only the start of his likable traits, and you couldn’t wait to find more.

“Good.” He smiled, a slow exhale following it, “Really good…” He whispered before leaning over you, his body moving up between your legs, his hard length pushed against your heat as his lips pressed to yours.

“Good,” You giggled, opening your legs slightly to give him more room, “I can tell.”

Your eyes locked, and in that moment, it felt like you were the only two people in the world. Jason leaned down once more and enveloped your lips in a slow, passionate kiss as he lay above you, his lips lingering on yours as he reluctantly pulled himself back,

“I think I’m ready.” He whispered to you; his cheeks flushed a bright red as he watched your eyes widen ever so slightly.

“Yeah?” You whispered back with a smile, the heat between your legs starting to throb, “You’re sure? You know if you want to stop now, we can, don’t feel like you have to keep going because of me.”

“I’m sure.” He nodded slowly, a slight smirk on his lips, though you could tell he was still trying to hide the littlest bit of fear that still lingered in his tone. “I want to. I want to do this… with you.”

His baby blue eyes peered into yours, and you could see the sincerity in his gaze. He wanted you so badly, and though you could sense the excitement radiating from him, there was still that underlying hint of tension in the air. Jason knew exactly what he wanted, but he couldn’t help being scared knowing that you’d already had so much more experience than him. He wanted to be sure he could live up to all your past flings, but what he didn’t know was that you’d never been with someone as caring and as giving as him.

You could’ve stopped then and there, and he’d still be the best you’d ever had.

A soft smile came to your lips as your hand reached up to gently caress his cheek,

“I know that it might be a little intimidating,” You spoke quietly, just above a whisper, “but you’ve done so good tonight. You’ve been so sweet and so kind, so gentle, and I know that sometimes you doubt yourself, but I want you to know that I’ve had a good time with you. If you want to stop at any time, you can tell me, and I promise I won’t be upset.”

Jason nodded slowly, his lips curling into a shy smile before he leaned down to gently peck your lips,

“I know that this is what I want. I’ve never been more sure of anything…” He whispered against your lips.

You could feel the warm excitement radiating from him and glanced to the side, your eyes searching for the shining metallic wrapper in the dark. Jason had caught on and leaned to the side, carefully lifting the other sheet curtain and scanning the floor next to the bed until he’d spotted the little foil package that had slipped from his fingers the moment you moved into his lap. He’d reached down for it and held it in his hand for a moment, just looking at the serrated edges and circular indent before being pulled back from his trance by your soft laughter,

“You ok? Do you need help getting it on?” You asked, adjusting your body upwards as you sat across from him, legs still spread over the bed to quickly lay back down once the time was right.

“I, uh…” Jason chuckled to himself, slightly embarrassed, “I might. Can you help?”

“Of course I can help you.” You giggled, reaching your hand out to take the condom from him, “When we get to do this again, I want to make sure you know exactly what you’re doing.”

Jason blushed at the thought of being able to have you like this again. Lying naked beneath him, your beautiful features laid out for him to have all for himself. He watched you slowly lose your patience with the little serrated edges of the wrapper and as you brought it to your teeth and ripped the top of the package off, he could feel himself throbbing between his legs. Seeing how eager you were to have him inside you only boosted his confidence more.

“Alright, take it out of the wrapper,” You instructed him as you handed him back the opened foil, “it’ll be a little wet but that’s just the lube.” You giggled, watching him carefully. Jason slid the rolled latex from the wrapper and held it between his fingers for a moment, coating the tips with the slick lubricant. “Good, now carefully unroll it a little bit just to see which way it rolls on.” He’d listened to each instruction with intense focus, wanting to be certain that he was doing everything he was supposed to. He knew he’d always get your praise after getting something right. His eyes lit up just slightly as he rolled it towards him and watched the tip get just a bit longer.

“Very good!” You leaned up and planted a quick kiss to his cheek, “Now, pinch the little tip, and roll it the rest of the way on.” You watched intently as he followed your instructions, carefully rolling it down his hardened length.

“Like that?” Jason asked as he rolled the latex to the base of his length.

“Yes handsome, just like that.” You smiled and pecked his lips before slowly laying yourself back onto the bed beneath him, “Are you ready?”

“I think so.” He said with a deep breath.

Jason slowly lowered himself back over you, one hand at your side on the mattress as he carefully hovered the head of his cock at your entrance. You could sense just a bit of hesitation radiating from him and gently held his cheek as you looked into his eyes,

“You’re going to do so good baby.” Jason hung into every word, almost like you were the only thing keeping him grounded, “If you need help, I’ll help you, don’t be scared to ask. I want to make sure we both feel good…”

“That’s all I want…” He whispered back, peeing in and planting a few soft kisses to your lips, “All I want is to make you feel good… Help me make you feel good. Please?”

“Of course I will.” You smiled and gave him one last gentle kiss before laying yourself back onto the mattress.

Jason tried to keep his breathing steady as he watched you settle into the bed, keeping his eyes on you to make sure you weren’t feeling any kind of discomfort. As you lay back and motioned for him to lay over you, he slowly crawled himself up your body, his hands at either side of your head as his body lay between your legs, his cock just barely brushing your entrance. He glanced down between you at himself, taking one last slow breath before reaching a hand down and grasping his length, guiding the tip carefully towards your slit.

“Here?” He asked, waiting for your approval.

“Up, just a little bit. And remember to go slow and take your time.” Your arms hung loosely around his shoulders, your fingers playing with the ends of his hair, “There’s no rush to get it over with.”

“Go slow… No rush…” He nodded and whispered to himself, flashing you a quick smile as he inched his hips forward. You could feel the tip of his cock teasing at your entrance, and you carefully wrapped your legs around his waist to keep him steady as he slowly pushed into you.

Jason tried so hard to focus, but he couldn’t stop himself from being completely overcome with pleasure as he pushed deeper into your tight warmth. Your body took him in slowly, almost like you were trying to pull him as close as you could. The slight bit of discomfort you were used to feeling right at the beginning was nonexistent, and you were able to adjust quickly to his size. For being as big as he was, he was such a perfect fit.

You kept him held close, hearing his quiet whines and whimpers as the seconds passed. Jason had brushed past all the right places as he pushed to the hilt. It was nice to just lay there with one another for a moment, your bodies connected as one in an embrace of passion, and with how well Jason had treated you through the whole night didn’t make it feel like sex. It didn’t feel like just another hookup or like he was treating your body as a vessel for him to get his rocks off. Jason wanted to make love to you, show you how much adoration he had for you, and as you felt a gentle pulse from him as he was buried deep inside you, you knew he was ready.

You glanced up to his face for a moment, smirking as you saw his red cheeks and quivering lips. He was trying so hard to hold back.

“You feel so good already…” You whispered up to him, carefully pulling him down from the back of his neck and planting a quick kiss onto his lips, “Get comfortable, ok?” Your sweet words were lulling him into a state of relaxation he never knew possible, and he slowly nodded in response, “You can start moving whenever you’re ready to baby.”

Jason nodded slowly once more, carefully lifting his chest from yours to look down at you,

“Can I stay like this for just a little longer?” He asked breathlessly. “Please?” You could hear in his voice that he would beg if he needed to.

Your arms wrapped around him as he lay back over you, his body against yours in a warm and loving embrace. His head was buried in your neck, fingers nearly tearing at your shoulders as the sweet overwhelming sensation of pleasure washed over him. He had only pushed into you and already started to feel drunk with lust. You were just too beautiful to not enjoy.

Jason slowly lifted his arms, a hand at either side of your head as his eyes found yours once again. The bright blue you were used to seeing had been glazed over, now a deep teal against the darkness around you as his hunger for you grew more and more. His lips curled into a soft smile, the one you’d always seen plastered on his face, and you knew that wholesome boy that had been there at the beginning of your tryst was still in there. Albeit now with a bit of a boost to his confidence.

“C-can I…” He slowly stuttered, trying so hard to keep his composure, “Can I move?”

“Yes baby,” Your hands slowly caressed his back, moving up and down, fingers tracing little patterns over his skin, “just remember to start slow, ok? Don’t worry about me,” You leaned up and planted a gentle trail of kisses down his neck, “go at your own pace.”

Jason nodded in response, letting out a steady shallow breath as he slowly pulled his length from you, stopping just as it reached the tip. As you felt him gently thrust back into you, you couldn’t help but release a quiet breathy moan. You could hear the silent whines leaving his lips as he pushed himself all the way back in.

Each time Jason thrusted slowly back into you, a soft moan of pleasure left your lips. He was hitting all the right spots at just the right angle, sending gentle pulses of satisfaction through your bloodstream. Every little sound that was pulled from you only encouraged him more. Everything in this moment was nothing short of overwhelmingly beautiful, every sound, every touch, every time he looked down at you beneath him with your face contorted in bliss. It was better than anything else his mind could conjure.

“Can I go faster?” Jason whispered into your ear, “Please… Please…” He begged and moaned, aching to gain your approval to switch from the steady pace he was at. He knew he had to control himself, but his mind was clouded with the fact that he knew he wanted his animalistic tendencies to take over. He gripped at the sheets next to you as he gained momentum, picking up his pace ever so slightly.

Your nails gently raked up his back, holding onto his shoulders for stability as your hips started to meet his thrusts,

“Yes, yes baby, move faster…” You were holding onto him tight, hoping and praying that this moment would drag on for hours. This was the best any man had made you feel, and to know that the man doing it was hidden right under your nose this whole time only made this moment feel so much more intimate. It was a slow euphoria that ripped through your body, and you never wanted it to end.

The sounds of your bodies echoed in the quiet room. Whines and whimpers, gentle kisses along shoulders and collarbones, the faintest sound of skin against skin. The mixture of your scent and his coming together as Jason made sweet slow love to you made you feel like you were floating on a cloud. It was so serene, so peaceful, so right.

You could hear his groans and grunts becoming more strained, and the gentle sheen of sweat forming on his skin was enough of a hint to how close he was getting. Your hips moved in sync with his, moving upward to match every thrust into you to bring him closer to the edge. At this point, he’d done enough to make you feel good, and if the night ended without you finishing then so be it. As long as Jason did, it was all you cared about.

“Are you getting close baby?” You whispered up into his ear.

All Jason could muster was a quiet, “G-getting close…” He stuttered, “so close…” He let out a few silent curses in between each word, trying so hard to keep his composure. He gently lifted his head from the crook of your neck and used as much strength as he could muster to hold himself up, his attention being pulled between your bodies, watching himself fuck you. Just seeing how his simple movements were bringing you closer to the edge pushed him past his limit.

He fell back onto you, his arms gripping your figure tightly beneath him as his thrusts became quick and erratic. You lifted your legs ever so slightly, still wrapped tightly around his waist as you pulled him deeper into you with every thrust. Your hands were gripping onto his shoulders, and as you felt that coil in your core get twisted tighter and tighter you knew it wouldn’t be long before Jason brought you to the edge. You quickly moved a hand into his hair, gently gripping and pulling his face from the crook of your neck to finally get a good look at him.

His hair was clinging to his forehead, cheeks pink, eyes completely glazed over with lust as he slowly opened them to look down at you in the same state. And he’d never seen a more beautiful sight in his life.

Without hesitation, Jason felt a surge of adrenaline like never before. His heart racing, hands gripping the sheets next to your head as his eyes locked onto yours. The sound of skin against skin getting louder and louder as he picked up the pace of his thrusts, trying so hard to get you to finish before he could, but he knew he had the stamina to go for as long as you wanted him to.

“Jason… Jason…” His name was being whispered from your lips like a prayer, each one telling him that he was bringing your orgasm closer. You could feel your walls tightening around him, your arms pulling him into you to hold onto and keep yourself grounded as you could feel the rush of pleasure overcome you.

With one final deep thrust of his hips into you, you let out a silent whine unlike any you’ve let out before. Your lips were trembling as your body started to release gentle pulses of orgasmic pleasure. Your vision was pure white as you clenched your eyes shut, and for a moment it felt as if it were the closest you’d get to heaven.

Your hand was gripping his hair as your slick coated his cock still buried deep inside you. Your head resting lazily against the pillow, little whimpers leaving your lips each time you felt him thrust back into you as he tried to reach his own climax. The sounds of sex echoing off the walls, the wetness between you only adding to it.

It wasn’t long after before Jason felt himself start to become undone. His thrusts sloppy, whining out into your chest as his hips met yours just one final time. The moan that left his lips was unlike any other you’d heard from him. It sounded pornographic, like nothing you’d ever heard from him before. You felt him pulse inside you as he reached his release, filling the condom with short spurts of his seed. All you could do was hold onto one another and cherish the moment for as long as you could.

You didn’t know if you’d be able to feel this satisfaction again.

Jason slowly lowered his body onto yours; skin slightly damp as his head lay on your chest. His body weight was comforting in a way, like a warm weighted blanket to soothe your aching body. Your arms lazily held him, one hand moving into his hair as you both caught your breath, the sweet tingling warmth slowly spreading to your fingertips as you came down from your high.

You glanced down at his face, brushing aside a few stray waves away from his forehead before gently planting a kiss to the damp skin on his temple,

“Are you ok?” You whispered softly to him as your fingers moved through his hair.

All he could muster up was a quiet ‘Mm-hmm’ before slowly lifting himself up, looking deep into your eyes as he slowly blinked open his own. The apples of his cheeks were still a bright pink, and his lip quivered just slightly, like he was trying to get the words out, but nothing was coming to mind.

“Shh,” You silenced him before he had the chance to say anything, knowing exactly what was on his mind, “You did so good Jason. It was so perfect.” You leaned closely and gently pressed your lips to his, feeling his smile against your own.

“I did?” He asked, the adorable grin he’d always have still plastered on his face.

“Of course you did.” You held his cheek and looked into one another’s eyes for a moment before Jason nervously giggled to himself.

“Um, can I…” He carefully turned his eyes away from yours, “Can I pull out?”

You couldn’t help the stream of quiet giggles that escaped you,

“Yes, you can. Be careful ok, go slow like I told you.”

Jason nodded and lifted himself up just slightly, carefully sliding out from between your legs. He let out a long sigh as he left your warmth, kneeling on the mattress between your legs as he reached a hand up and brushed back his messy hair, looking down at your figure. Somehow, each time he looked at you, it was like seeing you for the first time all over again. Beautiful and radiant, just like he always remembered you to be.

You slowly adjusted your body on the mattress, your legs aching as you moved to the side to give Jason just a bit more room on the bed as he slowly pulled the filled condom off, carefully tying off the end and reaching over to toss it into the wastebasket near the door. His eyes slowly scanned the floor, and he reached down to grasp the metallic wrapper and toss that as well.

He was careful with his movements as he lay next to you on the mattress. It was silent, not uncomfortable, but you could tell that Jason still had something on his mind.

“Hey,” You said quietly, placing your hand on his forearm and gently petting the exposed skin you could reach, “you’re sure you’re ok?”

He pursed his lips and glanced down at you, nodding slowly,

“I’m ok. I think I’m just getting in my own head again…” He chuckled to himself, carefully lying next to you under the cool sheets, “You, um… You promise that things won’t be weird now?” You could hear the anxiety in his tone already.

“Things won’t get weird.” You reassured him, turning to face him in bed as you lay beside one another, “I like you. I like you a lot. And thank you for trusting me enough to do this with you.”

Your reassurance helped to ease his nerves, and you could see his eyes start to lighten up once again.

“I like you too. A lot.” Jason said quietly, taking a slow breath as he collected his thoughts. You knew that sometimes he just needed a moment. “And I want you to know that I’m not one of those guys that’s just going to act like this never happened tomorrow morning. I just hope I don’t make it too obvious around everyone else.” He said with a laugh, earning a few giggles from you.

“I’m excited to see where this goes…” You said with a smile, your eyes moving away from his just slightly to try and hide the pink rising to your cheeks, but you were caught off guard at the feeling of his hand on your cheek.

He guided your gaze back to his, his thumb carefully caressing the soft skin beneath it,

“Me too. Thank you.” He leaned into you and softly kissed your lips, his arms tiredly snaking around your figure to pull you close into to warmth of his body, “I had a lot of fun. I just hope it was good for you…”

“Are you kidding?” You giggled, snuggling into his frame with your head on his chest as you held him close, “It was amazing.” You leaned up and placed a gentle kiss to his jaw before resting back into him, your eyes finally starting to feel the weight of the night, slowly fluttering closed, “You’re a natural.”

You could hear a few soft laughs escape his lips as he leaned his head down and gently kissed your forehead, “Glad you think so. And I hope you don’t mind me asking, but… Did I… Did you…?”

“I did.” You softly laughed, nuzzling deeper into him. He still smelled of pine and whatever clean scent of the body wash you’d used in the shower earlier.

Jason held you tightly in his arms, feeling as if nothing had changed physically since the night began, but he knew that after tonight his confidence would be different. He could feel it.

For once, his mind wasn’t littered with constant ‘what ifs’ and worries. He didn’t feel the anxiety thinking about what would happen if you got caught. He wasn’t worried about anything else other than you. And as long as he had you there with him, held so close in his arms, you were the only thing on his mind.

He was certain you had already fallen asleep, but he just couldn’t help but give you one last quick kiss to your temple with a hushed ‘goodnight’ as he felt his eyelids get heavier by the second.

Knowing you’d still be there with him in the morning was enough to peacefully lull him to sleep.

Jason couldn’t be certain that the feeling in his chest was love, but he hoped and prayed that it was.

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You were slowly woken up by the sunlight peering through the smallest opening in your makeshift curtain. You could hear the gentle sounds of the birds chirping and leaves rustling in the wind as you came to, groaning and stretching as you felt around the space next to you for Jason, but he was nowhere to be seen. You carefully opened your eyes, rubbing the sleep away as you sat up in bed, lifting the sheets over your figure to keep your modesty just in case someone decided to check in on you.

When you lifted the curtain to check for him in his own bed, he wasn’t there. Everything was just as you’d left it the night before. Clothes scattered on the floor, the small bag of condoms tossed haphazardly into your open bag, the sandy clothes and towels from your night at the beach still in a pile next to the door.

You took a deep breath to calm yourself down. You knew he wouldn’t just leave you like this in the morning, alone. He’d promised.

You shook off the thought as the door creaked open slowly, making you jump in surprise, your breath caught in your throat and your hand clenching the sheets that gave you just the littlest bit of modesty. A wave of relief washed over you as soon as you saw his messy blonde hair.

“Good morning!” Jason said cheerfully as he carefully nudged the door open, a mug in each hand, “I’m sorry, I thought I’d be back before you woke up.”

“Good morning.” You smiled with a yawn, still tired from your late night, “It’s alright. Worried me a little for a second…”

“I’m sorry, I hope I didn’t upset you.” He apologized, stepping forward towards the bed, “I just wanted to make sure you woke up to a little caffeine. I didn’t know if you liked coffee or tea, so I just grabbed both.” He offered you the mugs in hand with an apologetic smile.

You smiled back, admiring the sweet gesture as you reached a hand out and gently grasped the mug with the little tea tag hanging off the side.

“Thank you, that’s so sweet of you.” You raised the mug to your lips, the warm tea instantly perking you up as you tasted the lemon and honey Jason must’ve added to it.

He sat at the edge of your bed and took a sip from his mug as well, admiring the way you looked first thing in the morning.

Calm and collected, your skin just slightly aglow from the shining sun through the windows, and even with your messy bed head and groggy morning voice he still thought you looked as beautiful as ever.

“Did you sleep alright?” He asked, “I kind of stir sometimes in my sleep, I was worried I might’ve woken you up.”

“I slept great,” You smiled to him, leaning over and gently kissing his cheek, “you’re really warm, it was nice to snuggle after you wore me out.” You said with a giggle before taking another sip from your mug. You saw the blush on Jason’s cheeks as he chuckled to himself. “How are you feeling after last night?” You inched just a little closer to him as he sat at the edge of the bed, reaching a hand out to pet through his hair.

Jason sipped from his mug and finally glanced over at you,

“I feel… good.” He slowly nodded to himself, a feeling of warmth and a bit of self-satisfaction in his chest, “I don’t know, I feel like a new me.”

“Yeah? Like a whole new man?” You smiled as you pet through his hair, “I can sense it a little.”

“Can you? I mean… I still feel like me, you know? And when I went by myself to get these for us, I didn’t have anything else on my mind but you.” He admitted with a sweet smile on his lips, “It was nice to not be worried about what would happen if someone caught me up and questioned it, and I don’t think I’ve felt this carefree in a really long time. I have this sense of newfound confidence I never felt before. Thank you.”

“It’s not me that did that you know.” You moved your legs over the side of the bed to sit next to him, sheets still covering your figure as you held the warm mug in your hand, “I think you just needed something to push you and find that confidence, you don’t need to thank me. You had that in you all this time, I guess finally getting all those firsts done really pushed you. I’m proud of you.”

Jason smiled bashfully and looked to his lap, trying to hide the blush rising to his cheeks once more,

“You think so?”

“I know so.” You leaned over and gently kissed his cheek before taking one last sip of your mug, “What time is it? Did you see anyone else when you were walking around?”

Jason took the empty mug from you and sipped the last of his coffee,

“I think it’s a little past 7?” He said, glancing down at the wristwatch on his arm, “7:22. I didn’t see anyone, but we do have that little morning meeting at around 8.”

“Oh yeah. I forgot we’re supposed to be in charge.” You giggled, letting out another yawn and slowly letting the sheet drape off your body and back down onto the bed as you stood onto the floor. You could tell Jason still wasn’t fully used to seeing you in such a state from how red his face was as he stared at your figure, “Is it still pretty hot out?”

“Y-yeah, hot…” He stuttered out as you slipped on a pair of panties from your suitcase.

You smiled to him as you gathered your clothes up, pulling on a pair of fresh shorts and clasping your bra on before searching for another ‘Camp Pineway’ shirt among the other dirty clothes on the floor. The only one you could spot was Jason’s, and you knew it was his from the name sharpied on the tag. You looked it over for a moment, it didn’t seem all too dirty, and you could still smell him on it as you held it up in front of your body just to check the fit.

“I think this is yours. Mind if I wear it?” Before getting a response, you’d already began to fit your arms through the sleeves.

“That one? You’re sure? I think I’ve got another clean one, or I can always get you some from that box you found in the office yesterday.”

You’d slipped it onto your body, and though it was a bit oversized, it was a perfect fit. It was older, you could tell from the logo on the front starting to fade and the yellow fabric starting to pill on the inside, but it was soft and comfortable, and once you tucked it into your shorts no one would even question if it was yours or not. It fit you too good.

“Nope. This one’s perfect.” You smiled over to him as you stretched just one last time before trying your best to finger comb through your hair, “It should be 7:30 by now, did you want to head over to the lodge and start getting things ready for the meeting.”

“Yeah! Yeah, let’s head over.” Jason stood up from the mattress and held the mugs in hand by the handles, “Um, I did want to ask if you maybe wanted to, uh…” Jason took a moment to collect his thoughts, taking a quick breath before starting over, “Did you want to watch the sunset with me tonight? There’s this cliff I sometimes hike up to watch it, you can see the whole lake, it’s beautiful and I’d really love to take you.”

“You mean like a date?”

“Yeah! A date. With me.” He said with bright eyes and a hopeful smile, “I thought a lot about what we talked about last night, and I know we did things a little backwards, but I really do want to make things work. I want to show you that I want things to work out, and I want to show you that I really care, not just tell you. So, I’d love to take you on a date, or as many as you’d like. Only if you want to, of course.”

His sincerity was so sweet and so pure it almost brought a tear to your eye.

“I would love to watch the sunset with you. It sounds so romantic for a first date too!” You imagined the scene in your head. Laid out on a comfortable blanket watching the sunset in the distance, staying out a little too late as Jason points out a few more constellations for you. It sounded so perfect for a first date. You took a step forward and reached out to his empty hand, holding it gently in yours, “I really want this to work too. I know we’re waiting to put a label on it until we’re absolutely sure of this, but I really hope I can call you my boyfriend after this summer.”

Jason squeezed your hand in his, looking so softly into your eyes,

“I hope so too. I’d love to call you my girlfriend.”

You stood there with one another for a moment, enjoying the comfortable silence before you’d realized that it was getting closer to 8.

“We should probably head out to get everything all set up in the lodge. Ready?” You’d stepped toward the door but were quickly pulled back into Jason, his arm snaking around your waist before he crashed his lips into yours. It was a surprise to have him be so forward, but his surge of confidence felt so nice. His lips were still so soft and sweet, and it was torture to pull away. “Wow.” You said breathlessly.

“Sorry,” He chuckled, “I just wanted one last kiss before waiting all day to get another.” Jason smiled wide, loosening his grip on your waist as you stepped towards the cabin door to pull it open for you.

God, he was so perfect.

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