Page 156 of Floored By Love

“In a good way?” I asked.

Cam nodded. “Thanks for that,” he said, letting his dick slip out of the sheath I had created. “I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“Don’t say that. You were curious. And trust me, I’ve wondered about it too. Most guys are cut and go out of their way to point out I’m different. I hated being the only uncut guy in the locker room growing up. Here I was, trying to not look at other guys’ dicks for fear of outing myself, and they were apparently free to look at mine and make fun of it.”

“Your dick,” Cam said, pulling me close to him, our sticky bellies meeting, “is amazing.”

“You should never question yours, either. It does the job, and then some.”

“It’s settled then. Both our dicks are perfect.”

I rolled my eyes and pulled back. “Well, yeah. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

“Nah, just wipe off with my briefs and let’s crash.”

“Who are you and what have you done with my boyfriend?”

“What?”

“You always want to get clean once we’ve cum everywhere.”

“Well, I guess...not today. Today, I want to snuggle first and shower later.”

I wasn’t going to complain.

I wiped the cum off my stomach and dick as best I could with his briefs. Cam found his shirt and did the same before crawling under the covers.

I joined him, but only after setting an alarm for later.

We had eaten all the pizzas and were ready to leave, dressed in our official closing ceremony outfits - navy Chuck Taylors, white pants, and a white polo with USA on the front and an American flag on the back.

Cam looked good. They had fitted each of us for the outfit, but that was a few weeks ago. Apparently, Cam had packed on some additional muscle because I could see the outlines of his body underneath the shirt.

“What?”

“You look good,” I said.

Cam blushed.

“Y’all ready? We’re fixin’ to head down to the shuttle. It’s here.”

“Yeah, let me just text my mom.”

35

Camden

I was on my phone most of the ride to the stadium, making sure my mom met up with Noah and Shane. They were sitting together at the ceremony.

Luke’s phone buzzed in his pocket. He fished it out.

“It’s Shane,” he said to me before answering. “Hello? You guys find Heather yet?” He put it on speaker.

“Yeah, we did. I thought she texted Cam already.”

“Just came through,” I said.

“Are you on your way? I’ve got some big news.”