Camp Closeted novel Chapter 59

"You don't look so happy to see me." Tristan cautiously raised an eyebrow at me, his lips forming a thin smirk. He spoke again, noticing my continuous silence. "What's wrong?"

I sighed before replying, my eyes shyly looking around. "Do you think you can drop me off back at my cabin?"

He just momentarily blinked at my softened voice, then beginning to slowly nod. "Y-yea, of course, let's go." He gestured towards the parking lot as the sleeves from my oversized sweater completely covered my hands.

What the hell was Romeo thinking saying that to me? Is he that twisted? "Thank you." I told Tristan, making him glance at me with a warm smile as we walked together.

"It's my pleasure." He responded, burying his hands into his pockets, causing a wave of awkward silence to come over between us. "So are you still mad at me?"

"Huh?" I questioned. "W-why would I be mad at you?"

Tristan's cheeks all of a sudden began to burn into a brighter shade. "You don't remember?"

Instead of replying, I just remained quiet and shook my head no. "I don't."

"We kissed at that party since you thought I was Jesse at first. Sounds silly because we both completely look the opposite, but it still happened." He spoke anxiously, carefully examining my face for any changes in expression.

I just closed my eyes and sighed. "Tristan, I'm an awful boyfriend." I blurted out, stopping in my tracks.

"You were drunk and probably high from secondhand smoke, why would you blame yourself?" He looked down at me from his tall figure as I felt embarrassed.

"Because I knew the repercussions! I ignored it and now here I am being guilty for being such  an awful boyfriend to Jesse." I whined as he just casually laughed.

"Well what happened, happened. The only thing we can do now is just move on. If I knew that you thought you were kissing Jesse instead of me I would've immediately stopped you. I just thought you genuinely wanted to kiss me." He nervously chuckled, my eyes meeting his, almost being blinded by its usually light blue hue.

"I'm sorry Tristan." I spoke sincerely as we continued to walk towards his car. "I really am."

"It wasn't that serious to me." He smirked. "Don't think too much of it."

After getting inside Tristan's truck, I couldn't help but begin to have on a small smile. His truck still looked familiarly vintage as ever and I loved everything about it. "So." He let out as he sat on his car seat. "You and Jesse huh? What do you guys do together?"

Hearing Jesse's name for some reason made my cheeks blush. His cherry red lips, his midnight hair, his snowy chiseled body, all coming together in my head. "Hello?" Tristan deeply half-laughed, capturing my attention once again.

"S-sorry." I quickly snapped out of it. "Well, we dont really do anything besides, like, you know." I shyly spoke.

Tristan turned on the car engine as prepared to drive. "Well I apologize for my lack of skills in being a psychic, but no, I don't know." I laughed loudly.

"We just you know, hang out." I shrugged.

Tristan seemed surprised as he drove the car back from its parking, and then towards the road. "Hang out huh. I'm surprised you guys haven't done anything crazy considering how much of a horny dog Jesse is."

"Tristan." I bit my lip before speaking. "Is it true there are stories about Jesse in Brazen?" I asked, making him worriedly glance at me.

"Well yea, I mean there's stories of everyone it just depends on what kind of stories you're talking about." He talked, pursing his lips at me.

"You know what I mean." I spoke carefully, almost anxious to hear what was going to happen:

Tristan slightly squinted his eyes at me and sighed. "Well yea there's quite a few actually since he did used to go there." Tristan dryly responded, making me slightly furrow my brows down at him.

"Are they bad?"

He just shrugged. "Well it depends on how you look at it. Jesse just used to have a lot of sexual relations with most of the guys there. If a person wants to have crazy amounts of sex while still being safe and not being hurtful to anyone then I couldn't care less. I only started to have an issue with it when we dated and he still couldn't keep it in his pants."

I looked down, keeping my brows furrowed down in deep thought. "Do you think he's still like that?"

"I really wouldn't know. But I genuinely think he has changed. Him being sexually active at Brazen was a very long time ago so I wouldn't stress about it if I were you." He answered, keeping his eyes intently on the road.

I slightly tensed up as my phone momentarily vibrated. My face slightly wrinkling the second I saw Jesse's new text.

How telepathic of him..

I couldn't help but bite my lip as my cheeks began to burn up. This sudden rush of feelings felt unexplainably good as my body began to feel heated.

Jesse just seems too good to be true..

"Benny I don't know what I'm wearing for tomorrow." I let out as his eyes widened, his fingers fluttering at me.

"Mmm!" He took a huge sip off his fruit shake before replying. "Okay well I don't know what the theme is for tomorrow's bonfire but I'm pretty sure no one is gonna care what you wear just as long as you look hella hot."

"How do I do that?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"We'll just figure it out once we go back to the cabin." He smiled, proceeding to sip his shake.

I took a deep breath as conversations in the cafeteria began to surround us. "Benny." I blurted out, my voice sounding serious.

Benny kept sipping his shake. "Hm?"

I looked left and right before speaking. "If you don't mind me asking, have you and Keanu done it?"

"Have sex?" Benny raised an eyebrow at me.

I couldn't help but laugh as I rolled my eyes at his bluntness. "Y-yea."

Benny looked up as he let out a curious sound. "Nah, we haven't. We're not gonna plan when it happens either, because like that's awkward, you know?" I nodded. "Sex is not planned, it's just something that happens out of nowhere when two consenting ass people feel comfortable to do it." He shrugged.

"Oh."

Benny threw me a suspicious look. "Why? Is Jesse peer pressuring you to have sex with him or something?"

"N-no, of course not." I shook my head. "I don't know how to say this, but like, I think it's actually the other way around." I nervously laughed as Benny's mouth rapidly widened.

"You whore! I'm kidding, but are you even sure you're ready for that?" He teased, tilting his head at me. "Wouldn't it be your first time?"

I shyly nodded. "Y-yea."

Benny's eyes slowly widened at me, his eyes cautiously raising. "And you're sure about doing it with Jesse? Like he didn't force you to do it, this is your own decision right?"

I quickly rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Benny yes I am sure! I have my own voice and Jesse respects that. I came to this decision all by myself."

"Well shit." He nodded in shock. "I feel like a mom. I would never imagine us ever talking about stuff like this when I first met you." He chuckled.

"Okay so what do I do?"

"Honestly Micah." Benny lowered his voice in volume, moving his face closer to me to whisper. "Knowing Jesse and what I've heard about him, submissive to him or not, all you have to do is ask him or hint about it and next thing you know, you guys are already doing it." He then shrugged.

"What have you heard about him?" I asked, moving my face to whisper also.

Benny casually shrugged with widened eyes. "All ima say is I've heard that he's extremely experienced."

"I really don't wanna sound weak or anything, but even though I do wanna do it with Jesse I can't help but obviously still feel intimidated." I shyly spoke, running a hand through my hair. "A-and hearing how Jesse is super experienced with something like this just makes me nervous for some reason. I don't wanna sleep with him and then he gets bored of me and ends up leaving."

"Don't look at it like that. What you need to do is talk to Jesse and straighten out everything you're curious about." He spoke calmly. "Everything will be alright, you guys love each other so just chill."

"Right."

Benny deeply sighed, gently placing his hand over mine. "Listen Micah, I'm telling you now, I want you to think with your brain, not your heart. I know you've probably heard the opposite but nowadays people are fucking vicious. You never ever wanna look stupid."

I unconsciously felt my breath hitch. "Thank you." I bit.

I smiled as Jesse's shirtless self adorably ravaged through the picnic basket he had set up for us. "Ugh fuck!" He loudly cussed. "I forgot to bring pineapples."

"Pineapples?" I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at him. "Why pineapples?"

Jesse just sat back down on the picnic blanket as he bit onto a large watermelon slice. "It's one of my favorites, and it's really good for you." Just before I could've responded, he had already dramatically moaned, rolling his eyes back at me as he ate. "You know how long it's been since the last time I ate watermelon? Thank god they had some at the cafeteria, want some?"

I couldn't help but just quietly laugh at him. "Yea." I nodded as I grabbed the slice from him. "Thanks." I quickly bit, proceeding to chew.

A cool breeze began blowing against us as the rays coming from the setting sun made the temperature just right.

After a moment of relaxing silence, I finally decided to speak up. "Jesse."

"Micah?" His deep blue eyes glanced at me, his muscles flexing as he laid back down against the grass.

Looking at him rapidly made heat rush through my body. His dewy skin, his ocean eyes, his chiseled body, his obsidian hair, everything was just too much. "Never mind."

Jesse loudly clicked his mouth, his face now looking slightly annoyed. "No, now you have to say it." He kept looking at me.

"No, it's fine."

"Micah."