CAMERON
He knew he was not a good student. He had never been throughout his time in school and especially when he was in high school. Cameron received poor grades from nearly every teacher even though he played sports and had many friends. Sure, he could maintain a solid C-average but not much more than that. But, having maintained above a 2.0 GPA he could still go to some type of continued education institution.
So here he was in a small two year university trying to prove that he could do better and land a better school after he finished up his time here. Doing time sounded about right. He could not even pursue his dream of playing professional sports since the university did not even have an athletic program.
He had played many sports in high school but he was never good enough to get a scholarship and his low grades certainly did not help him either. He couldn't depend on either one to help him decide what to do with his life. Eighteen years old and already he thought he had so few choices in his life. How did people cope with all these hard choices?
But, he liked to still keep in shape and play football, work out at the gym and play hoops whenever he could get a game. He wanted to change his life so that he could get into a good four year college – one that had a football and basketball program so that he could still salvage his professional sports life.
He lived with his uncle Bob rent free which was one major plus for him. Uncle Bob didn't seem to mind if he had friends over and they could party to some extent without him getting all in a bunch.
His uncle didn't even mind when his girlfriend, Carla, came over and sometimes stayed overnight. His uncle has never been married but he seemed very happy with the choices he had made in his life.
He was a male nurse at the hospital in town. He did quite well for himself. He owned his house and he bought a new car every three or four years. He dated but until now had not found someone he wanted to share the rest of his life with.
Cameron was trying to muddle through school and wanted to prove that he could make something of himself even if the odds were not in his favor. His parents had never been to college. Neither of them had professional careers. Dad was a mechanic, self-taught or on-the-job training from one job or another. His Mom was a clerk at Wal-Mart. She had been there for as long as he could remember. She hated her job but said that it paid the bills so she had to keep it for as long as she could.
It seemed as though his parents were always living paycheck to paycheck. They never seemed to get ahead in life and barely were able to save any money. They did scrape up a little bit to help him through school. At least they tried to help him as much as they could.
His parents were never much help for him with his studies when he was in high school. They wanted him to do well but mostly it was through wishful thinking rather than excellent parenting skills.
He loved his parents but he did not want to end up like them. They worked six days a week just to keep the modest home they lived in. They made enough to keep the lights on but there were very few perks at home. Anything he wanted for enjoyment he bought himself. He worked at various jobs throughout high school to buy these things so he took great pleasure in them. I guess when you work hard for things you appreciate them more.
College was just another one of the things that he was going to work hard at and get him a life so that he didn't have to hate every day of his life.
CARLA
She had been dating Cameron for about six months and they were very compatible. They shared similar interests– she was only one year older than him and she wanted him badly each day.
Being nineteen, Carla found herself horny all the time. She and Cameron got together as much as they could. When they were together they fucked like bunnies. Well, she didn't know exactly how bunnies fucked but she knew the old saying. She and Cameron would go out to a movie and dinner or go to a friend's house for a party whenever they could. And they would search out places to make out at every opportunity.
Last week they were at his uncle's house watching TV when she reached over and grasped his crotch. It was hard of course. That seemed to be the case whenever they were together. Especially when they were sitting next to each other on the sofa and their bodies were touching.
Cameron's uncle went to bed because he had an early shift in the morning. They wasted no time once he was upstairs. Carla kissed him and ran her fingers through his hair with one hand while the other was busy rubbing his crotch through the thin material of his shorts.
"Carla, you keep that up and we won't be able to stop," Cameron said, even though he knew they both had no intention of stopping until they were both satisfied.
"Who said I wanted to stop anyway. I like to touch your cock and watch it get hard in my hands but you beat me to it. What have you been thinking about while we have been watching TV anyway?" She knew full well what he was thinking about and she smiled a wicked smile to herself.
She unbuttoned and unzipped his shorts and fished out his hard shaft and gave it a few quick kisses on the head. She began to slowly lick as much of his cock as she could reach without him moving to get the damn shorts off.
After only a couple minutes of this Cameron stopped her and buttoned up his shorts not bothering to zip them up completely, grabbed her by the hand and they rushed to his bedroom.
His room was on the ground floor so they could be reasonably loud and his uncle would not be bothered by them. Uncle Bob had never said anything so he thought that they were successful in keeping their sexual noises a secret. But really, we are young and he has to know that we are having sex, right?
Once inside his room Cameron shut and locked the door while she went to the bed and removed her clothes except for her thin pink panties and her matching lace bra.
"Ah, there he is. Come to me, boy. Get those clothes off first. I don't want to mess with them right now. I want to get to you and only you as quickly as I can" she purred.
He was completely naked in less than a minute and he joined her on the bed. They hugged and snuggled for a few minutes - occasionally kissing each other on the lips, neck and ears.
"Okay girl, lose the bra and panties so we can get down to business." He wanted to feel her soft skin against his body. He liked the feel of her. But, he loved the feeling in her!
Carla took off her bra and set it on the floor beside the bed. She then lifted her butt up off the bed and took her panties off and threw them towards the door where they hooked over the doorknob.
They hugged each other again and then she stopped and pushed him onto his back. Carla giggled and straddled him as she continued kissing him deeply on the mouth. They were mixing their fluids together and she liked that a lot. She started to feel a little wet now since she had taken off her lace panties.
She began kissing him on the neck and then started to slowly descend down his body, kissing and licking him as she went down. She left little wet trails of saliva on his chest as she continued to his nipples. She loved his nipples. They were so sensitive and they were hard all the time. His nipple rings probably had something to do with that but Cameron told her that they were always sensitive and that is why he had them pierced. He liked the extra excitement from the piercings and it lasted all day.
Carla didn't have any piercings but she was thinking about it. With Cameron's brand of logic she thought that she might get her nipples done too. Or, maybe her clit, oh, that would hurt!
Her head was being pushed down and she realized she was daydreaming. She was spending too much time on his nipples and he wanted her to get to the good stuff.
She trailed more kisses down to his belly button and licked the inside of it out with her tongue. She noticed that Cameron was getting a little anxious because he was starting to squirm on the bed. She liked to drive him crazy by being a cock teaser. Onto the task at hand!
She kissed the head of his beautiful fuckpole and licked away the precum that had formed there. She parted her lips and licked the velvety head inserting her tongue into the slit. She then took in about three inches in her throat and then started a nice up and down motion on his cock. She went a little further with each down motion.
Carla could feel him trying to get more of his dick in her mouth because he would move his butt up off the bed and try to thrust it further. She kept her hand on his dick so she could control how much of him she put in her mouth and when.
She liked having this type of control over her men. She was normally submissive in bed but when she was sucking cock she liked to be the one who called the shots. At least until they shot!
Sucking him in deeper and deeper Carla had him all the way into her small mouth and tickling the back of her throat in no time at all. She wiggled her nose a little bit as his pubic hair tickled her. She nuzzled into him and continued holding him in the back of her throat until she started to gag. She wanted to gag to get a little more saliva on his cock so she could get a nice fast rhythm going on his dick. She wanted to rub his cock with her hand as she gave him the blowjob – saliva helped with that.
She took herself all the way off his cock and back down again. She did this over and over again. Faster and faster until she felt his balls start to ascend toward his body. She knew he was close. So close.
"I am gonna cum, aagh, God, here I cum baby," Cameron yelled. He grabbed her by the ears as he moved her head to the speed and rhythm that he wanted. He was pumping her head up and down now and she was just along for the ride. He's so close now.
In just a few moments she felt the first spurts of his cum hit the back of her throat and she swallowed it down. The next few shots came much quicker and landed in her mouth and on her tongue. She swallowed it as well. After about half a dozen spurts he dribbled a few drops onto her tongue. These she savored. She loved the taste of him and held the flavor on her tongue for a few seconds before she swallowed that down too.
Cameron was panting on the bed, breathing heavily and looking tired but she knew he was not done yet.
