Chapter 8 - Alex

WHY THE HELL AM I HERE?  I remember explicitly saying that I wouldn’t go with them to the beach.  I’m having a hard enough time right now just walking around campus.  Shoot, I broke down last night and I finally had to put my hand into action just to relief myself.  I thought for sure that I was going to explode if I didn’t do something, and fast.  However, I won’t tell anyone.  It is a major blow to my pride to let people know I couldn’t handle a month without sex and that I had to resort to self-pleasure to get me through. 

I know I joke with Chance, but that is it.  It is just playful banter and teasing.  I had no intention of actually going all hands in, so to speak.  UGH!!!  THIS IS GOING TO BE THE WORSE WEEKEND EVER!!!!

I sigh as I pull into the parking lot.  The worst part of the whole thing is that my friends somehow got me to drive.  Well, at least if it gets too much, I can leave and go back to my apartment.

As I pull into a parking spot, I huff, “I thought I said that I wasn’t going to a beach with you guys.”

Brandon leans forward from the back seat and pats my shoulder.  “That is why we couldn’t tell you that we had agreed to go to beach.  You would have never come.”

As I put the car in park and turn off the engine, I chuckle.  “Well, at least I can leave whenever I want.”  I pull the keys out of the ignition and wave them in the air right in front of their faces. 

David shakes his head.  “I don’t think so.”  Before I can react, he snatches my keys from my finger and shoves them in his pocket.  “You can’t leave until we all leave.”

“NO!”  I can’t control my frustrations.  I can’t stay here.  No.  I won’t stay here.

Paul chuckles and chimes, “Yes, and don’t think of trying to find another way back home.  You are going to spend the weekend with us, even if we have to tie you to a chair.”

UGH!!  I HATE MY FRIENDS!!

I huff, “We will see,” and climb out of the car.  Maybe I can lock myself up in my room all weekend.  That is the only way for me not to look at all these skimpily clad girls.

My eyes slowly wonder around the parking lot and the front of the resort.  Luckily, there really aren’t that many girls here, but all it takes a few and I’ll be a goner.  I’m definitely staying away from the beach.  There is no way that I’m going there.

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I look at David as he sets his bags down on the end of the bed.  “Why are you here?  I thought I was sharing a room with Chance.”

With him still looking at his bag as he unpacks his things, he shakes his head.  “No.  Kai begged me to put him and Chance in a room together and since I was making the arrangements, that meant that you and I would share a room.”

I raise an eyebrow.  “Kai begged you to put him with Chance?”

Still focused on his bag, David nods his head.  “Yes.  He was willing to promise me anything, so I finally gave in.”

Anything.  Now, I know that something definitely happened that night he stayed overnight at my friend’s room.  I just have to find out what.

I take my toiletries out of my bag and head towards the bathroom.  “Did you also plan for us to stay in a room with only one bed?  Well, it isn’t like we haven’t slept in the same bed before, but it isn’t something that I normally do.  I usually prefer to sleep alone.”

I walk into the bathroom and set my things down next to the sink. 

David walks in behind me with a bottle of body wash in his hand and stops right behind me.  He looks at me in the mirror and leans in towards my ear.  “You didn’t seem to have a problem sleeping with me before, so I thought it would be fine.  Don’t tell me you are planning on losing the bet by bringing a girl back to the room.”

I look at him in the mirror and huff, “No way!  I’m not losing the bet, but maybe it will be you who brings some girl back here to have some fun with.”  I smirk.

He leans even closer to me.  His warm breath brushes across my neck and sends a shiver through my body.  Oh, I think I’m losing it.  I have never had a guy do this to me.  This is a clear sign that I’m getting sexually frustrated.  If I keep going, I think a pillow will turn me on. 

David’s lips barely brush against my earlobe and my breath instantly hitches.  In a deep voice, he whispers, “I don’t need to bring anyone here to have fun.  I already have a someone here.”

My heart thumps hard against my chest, and I bite my lip to keep me from moaning.  WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING TO ME?!?!?!

I stand frozen in place.  I don’t know what to do.  This has never happened to me before.  Not even with a girl, but this isn’t a girl.  This is a guy, a very manly and handsome guy.  Oh, the lack of sex is really starting to affect me in very strange ways.

I keep my eyes glued to David’s reflection in the mirror.  I watch as his eyes look up and our eyes lock.  I can’t read what is running through his mind, but I can clearly see the smirk that is dancing across his face. 

Then, as quick as it started, he smiles and pulls away from me.  He walks towards the shower and sets his body wash inside.  As he turns around, he chimes, “I’ll take a quick bath before heading down to meet everyone.  They are planning to go to the beach this afternoon before we have supper.”

I nod my head.  “Okay.”

David smiles and walks past me and out of the bathroom. 

I breathe a sigh of relief. 

What the heck is happening to me?  I can’t believe what I’m thinking.  I have to stop myself from whining when David pulled away from me earlier.  How could I want the warmth of a man?  That isn’t me.  No.  I like girls.  Correction.  I love girls, not boys.

I shake my head and mentally scold myself.  Come on, Alex.  Pull yourself together.  You have survived two weeks and you can handle a couple more weeks.  Then you can go back to how you were and have girls left and right.

I think I’m going to need to take a bath too.  A cold one, to be exact.

I walk back out of the bathroom and head back towards my bag.  I still have more to unpack.

I ignore David and hang my clothes up in the closet.  As I put my socks in a drawer, David asks, “Alex, are you going to take a bath too?”

“What?”  I close the drawer and turn around.  My breath instantly hitches as David is standing shirtless in front of me and is unbuttoning his pants. 

He smiles and asks again, “Are you going to take a bath too?” 

He unzips his pants and before I can say anything, he drops them to the floor.  My mouth immediately goes dry, and I don’t know what is happening.  That seems to be a recurring thought today.  My eyes scan David’s muscular body as little beads of sweat suddenly appear all over my body. 

Oh, is it getting hot in here?

David smiles and steps out of his pants and closer to me.  “Do you need a bath?”

I try to say something, but nothing comes out.  As he takes another step towards me, I take a step back as my heart races.

This can’t be happening to me.  No. 

I pull my attention towards his lips as his tongue peaks out and slowly slides along the bottom of his upper lip.  I gulp and take another step back.

David takes a couple of steps towards me, and he raises his hand to the side of my face.  What is he doing?  I have to fight the urge to close my eyes and lean into his hand.  What is happening to me?

He leans closer.  “Are you okay?  You appear to be sweating.”  His fingers slide across my cheek and then across my forehead as my heart continues to beat faster. 

I bite my lip to keep me from moaning and nod my head.  This is crazy.  Why is this happening to me?

Please make him walk away.  I can’t take much more of this.  I might do something stupid if he doesn’t go away.

I gulp.

David chuckles and leans a little closer so I can feel his warm breath across my face.  “Is that a yes to you being okay or that you are going to take a bath?”

I’m frozen in place.  I don’t know what to do.  I can’t seem to move anything and that includes my mouth.  He is too close.  I feel my pants getting tighter with each warm breath that dances across my face. 

This can’t be happening!  Luckily, I have my shirt hanging down to cover my bulge, but how is this even happening.  I like girls.  No, I love girls.  I don’t do guys.

A small smirk slides across David’s face, and I can see a sparkle in his eyes, as he softly chimes, “I’ll take that a yes to both.”

The smirk turns into a smile, and he pulls away and stands up straight.  “I won’t be too long.”  He turns and walks towards the bathroom. 

As soon as the bathroom door shuts, I nearly collapse onto the floor.  What is happening to me?

I put my hands on the dresser, trying to steady myself as my mind keeps racing.  I must really be sexually deprived to have those weird thoughts.  I desperately need a release.  As soon as David is out of the shower, I have to put my hand into action and get this out of my system, and fast.  I’m sure that these urges will stop as soon as I can shoot a load or two.  They have to.  Right.