The Squad Effect

Chapter 20 | Can't Get Enough

Nash Grier

"Cameron..." I giggled as he kissed down my stomach. I looked around, trying to discern where in the world I was. I knew that I was in a hotel room, laying in the softest king bed known to man, but past that I had no clue. I don't remember what hotel, which city, or even what state I was in.

Cameron kissed my pelvic bone and suddenly, all of my confusion regarding our current location vanished, leaving only the emotions that Cameron made me feel. I bit my lip as Cameron took my erection into his mouth. "C-Cameron!" I stuttered out, a deep moan following behind his name. He gripped my thighs as he began to bob his head on my d**k.

The euphoria that I was feeling seemed almost unreal, and the fact of the matter was that I never wanted him to stop. I aimed a few shaky thrusts into his mouth, causing my entire c**k to be covered in his saliva.

Cameron was proficient at giving blow jobs, to say the very least. Less than five minutes had passed and I was already approaching my climax. My left leg began to shake from the overwhelming feeling of pleasure. "Cameron, you're so good at this..." My voice broke. I arched my back as far as I could, letting a curse word or two slip from my mouth as Cameron deepthroated my c**k.

"Cam! I'm gonna c*m!" I moaned as he gripped my thighs tighter.

I was jolted awake in a cry of ecstasy. I was lying on top of someone, probably Cameron, but my vision was dark. I raised my head, only to realize that I was under the covers. I trailed my hand along his oblique muscles, taking in their texture as I tried to slow my heart rate.

"Nash!" Cameron whispered from above the blanket while running his hand through my hair.

"Yeah?" I replied, hoping he wouldn't mention any weird behavior from during the night. I had never had a dream like that before, but I hope it will be carried out in real life eventually.

"You came on my leg in your sleep." Cameron explains. As soon as he mentions this, I notice the cold stickiness in my boxers. My stomach felt as if it dropped into a puddle of embarrassment.

"Sorry about that." My cheeks flushed hotly.

"Nashy, did you have a wet dream about me?" He questioned in a singsong tone. I planted a silent kiss on his chest, trying to symbolize the fact that I didn't want to speak. "What happened in the dream?" Cameron pries.

"I don't remember." I mumbled, not wanting to embarrass myself further.

"Maybe this'll jog your memory; 'Cam, you're so good at this! UGH! I'M GONNA c*m ALL OVER YOU!'" Taylor mocked me from the other bed. When the hell did he get here?

I burrowed further under the covers to hide myself from the view of Taylor, and Shawn who I heard giggling quietly.

"Did you guys...?" Cameron inquired to Taylor.

"Let's just say that we had to come in here so that we wouldn't be tempted to do anything." Taylor explained vaguely. "Enough about us though. I'm assuming that you and Nash did. The. Deed." Taylor groaned with each last word.

"You've assumed right." Cameron replied while slightly chuckling.

"Wow, you guys must have had some pretty amazing s*x for him to be dreaming about it afterwards." Taylor clapped before laughing again.

"I aim to please." Cameron says cockily. I felt his body stretch under me before his hand slid under the blanket to hand me a tissue. "Can you please clean up your mess?"

I took the tissue from him and wiped the spot on his leg where I had ejaculated. I gave him back the tissue and climbed up from under the covers. Cameron rubbed my back soothingly before smirking at me.

"I heard you say that I'm really good at giving blowjobs. How exactly would you even know that?" He mocked me.

"f**k you."

"Nash! Save the dirty talk for later, when our friends aren't here."

"Can you get me some pants, so that I can leave?" I requested in annoyance.

"Why would you want to leave? I thought that you needed me to give you that good head." He whispered the last part in my ear.

"I'm beyond tired of you." I rolled my eyes.

*

Shawn and I headed to the library after school. We had a huge French test coming up and we had to complete some handouts so we could both pass with at least eighty percent.

Shawn had signed out a quiet, sound-proof room to study in at the back of the library. I dropped my book bag haphazardly on the closest wooden chair. I unsheathed my French textbook and my binder before plopping down on the other side of the beaten-up table next to Shawn.

Only twenty minutes of silence had elapsed before Shawn dropped his pen on his paper. I looked over to him, just to find that he was staring at me.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"You slept with Cameron?" Shawn continues, "Like... you fully slept with him? Penetration and all?" He asked.

"Um... yeah." I replied, hoping that the conversation would end there.

"Just a little while ago, you were telling us to stay away from the jocks. Now, you're sleeping with one." Shawn thought out loud.

"Yeah... I never thought sophomore year would come to this." I shrugged just as a faint knock could be heard from the glass door. Cameron and Taylor stood outside the door patiently waiting as Shawn stood up and let them in.

"Oh no, no, no, no, no. You guys are just gonna distract us." I claimed while glaring at the two jocks.

"We promise we won't distract you too much." Taylor says while walking past me to sit down right next to Shawn. He put his feet up on the table, knocking Shawn's pencil case to the floor. Shawn didn't seem to care though. He just stared into Taylor's eyes as if he was the coolest thing since the Fushigi. I decided that in this situation, I would have to be the strong friend.

"Fine. But if you distract us, even a little bit, you're being kicked the f**k out. Both of you." I sighed sternly while shaking my head and attending to my French work once again. Cameron smirked and sat down in the empty chair beside mine.

As I pored over the textbook, I felt Cameron's hand on my thigh. When he received no response, he graduated to rubbing my back soothingly. I really wanted to indulge him, but the French test wasn't going to pass itself.

"Stop touching me Cameron." I stated, the sentence coming out harsher than intended.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be such a burden." He lifted his arms as if in surrender. I felt bad for being snappy with him, so I granted him a soft kiss on the lips before going back to work. In my peripheral vision, I noticed that Shawn was no longer beside me. He was straddling Taylor's lap and clutching his boyfriends jaw as they kissed passionately.

"Get distracted much?" I asked rhetorically while playfully hitting Shawn's back.

"Well, we haven't had s*x yet and we've been together longer, so excuse us if we're a little frustrated and can't keep our hands off each other." Taylor and Shawn giggled in sync.

"I want to f**k you really badly, but you don't see me starting it while I'm trying to do my homework." I referred to Cameron quietly while rolling my eyes.

"You've been so horny since yesterday." Cameron whispered while placing his hand back on my thigh.

"Of course, I'm horny. It'd be pretty sus if I wasn't after you dicked me down so good yesterday." I replied while grabbing the sides of Cameron's baggy hoodie. The image of Cameron f*****g me yesterday, combined with the dream I had last night made me want to rip his clothes off right here. "Do you think we can finish in less than ten minutes?" I asked seriously. Cameron smirked before planting a kiss on my forehead.

"If you finish studying, later we can do whatever you want." Cameron backed away and winked. I'm going to end up embarrassing myself if this perpetual horny-ness lasts