West - Compass Series - Book 3

West Compass carefully turned on his cot and winced every time the springs squeaked. During the day this cabin was like the main platform at Penn station with bunk mates coming and going, but just before midnight, after curfew hours, it was like a library. He hadn’t anticipated the noise his bed would make when he tried to sneak out. He carefully swung his legs over the edge of the bunk and held his breath as he waited for someone to react.

When all remained silent he couldn’t help the grin that curved his lips as he ever so slowly lifted himself up and tiptoed towards the door. He had already stashed his sneakers and a hoodie on the porch, along with a small knapsack of supplies, so he wouldn’t have to hunt for them in the dark, and was just at the door when he heard another bed squeaking.

“Where are you going?” came the harsh whisper from his friend, Paul, who was lying on the bunk nearest the door.

“Shhh!” West hissed, and he crouched down beside Paul, one hand still on the door. “I’m going out to meet Ruth.”

“Dude, it’s almost midnight!”

“I know,” West said with a wide grin.

“You’re gonna get in so much trouble,” Paul said, and West waved his hand at him.

“Not if I don’t get caught.”

“You’re gonna get kicked out of camp!” Paul said. “It’s not like you’ll get past second base anyway, so why bother?”

“Oh man, you have no idea,” West said with a chuckle. He pulled the door open and looked back at Paul, who was still lying in his bunk, under a ruby red sleeping bag, resting on one elbow and frowning at him. “Even if we don’t go all the way, it’ll be good fun and worth the risk.”

“You’re an idiot,” Paul whispered.

West chuckled again and crept out of the cabin. The summer was almost over. He had been going with Ruth since nearly the first day of camp, and it had been a gradual journey from kissing to touching, and last week she even let him finger her. That was obviously the best day of his life and he spent most of it smelling his fingers after it happened. The day after that, she jerked him off, and he was sure nothing would ever top that feeling. But then she told him to meet her by the boat house at midnight tonight.

And to bring a condom.

His head just about exploded when she uttered those words, and he had been walking around with a hardon ever since. He had been counting down the hours until it was time, and skipped out of the nightly summer camp revelry to get supplies. As he hurried between the cabins he had three condoms he had stolen from the counsellor’s cabin, along with two cans of beer, a pack of chips, and a raging hard-on. He stuffed a rolled up a blanket into his backpack, so she would have something nice to lie on, and his feet raced, along with his heart, to carry him across the compound towards the boathouse.

He was so excited. This was it. This was the moment he was going to lose his virginity. Ever since his older brother East told him about how he lost his virginity to Betty Sanders the summer before, West had been obsessed with losing his too. East said it was a hundred times better than jerking off, so West had to see what he meant.

Besides his palms had all but blistered from jerking off so much so he needed another method. Luckily, Ruth seemed to think the same. Though he wasn’t sure if she jerked off, or how girls jerked off, but he didn’t want to dwell on that right now. His body was singing with anticipation, and when he saw her sitting on the dock, with her legs hanging over the edge, he almost came in his pants.

He slowed his run by the side of the boathouse and took a moment to calm down. He rested against the painted wood and closed his eyes. He wiped his forehead with the sleeve of his hoodie and when he was sure he didn’t look like a sweaty mess he moved around the corner and stepped onto the dock.

She really was beautiful. He noticed her the second he stepped off the bus at Camp Manitou just outside San Antonio. It only took him an hour to find out her name, which cabin she was in, sign up for the same activities, and then accidentally bump into her.

Her dirty blonde wavy hair came down to her waist. She had a golden tan, from their shared summer spent outdoors, and her cheeks always had this adorable rosy tint to them. After that time in the woods, when she let him finger her, they got even redder, and he wondered if they would go like that when they had sex.

His dick jumped in his shorts, and he stumbled as he walked on the dock. She looked over her shoulder at the sound he made and smiled, and his dick jumped again.

“Hey,” she said, and West almost moaned. Even the sound of her voice made his dick jump.

“Hey.”

He fixed the bag on his back and crouched down to sit beside her, but before his ass touched the wood she put a hand on his thigh.

“Not here,” she said, and she jumped to her feet.

West followed suit and she took his hand then led him away from the dock. “Where are we goin’?” he asked.

“I know a place.”

That was good enough for West so he let her lead the way, besides from back here he could see her ass in those tiny denim cutoffs she was wearing. Paired with the hot pink tank top that was rolled up her slim midriff and tied in a knot under her breasts, it was a wonder he hadn’t already come, he was definitely really fucking close.

Ruth led him through the small cluster of buildings and over to the shed that housed the kayaks. This one was open on one side and had a large floating pontoon moored inside so kids and instructors could climb into a kayak or stabilise it from either side.

“In here,” she said, as she led him through the wide doors which were ajar just enough for them to slip inside.

“You sure about this?” West asked. East had told him to always make sure the girl was sure about anything they were doing, and this seemed like a pretty big one to be sure about.

It was dark enough to be private, but the open side onto the water let in enough moonlight so they were not in utter darkness. Ruth turned to look at him and smiled, and something in his chest popped.

“Are you?” she countered with a chuckle, then hopped over the small gap onto the pontoon. “C’mon.”

West grinned and jumped over the gap too, then dropped his bag to his feet and grabbed her for a kiss. His hands were on her waist, his fingers skimmed along her warm skin and up her back to pull her flush against him. The way her breasts pressed to his chest made him so happy. Her tongue in his mouth, her hands on his neck, it all felt amazing.

He pulled back from their kiss to look at her and she was smiling. He kissed her mouth quickly then stepped back and picked up his bag.

“I brought a blanket,” he said, as he opened the bag and pulled it out. “Here, hold this.”

She took the bag and stepped back so he could shake it out, then he laid it out on the pontoon. He held her hand as he urged her to sit down. He sat crossed legged beside her then looked at her with a smile. He wasn’t sure what came next.

“So,” he muttered and reached for one of her hands that was planted on the blanket between them. “Do you want to-”

“Just kiss me, idiot,” she said with a laugh as she grabbed his ear and pulled him in for a kiss.

West couldn’t believe it. His dick was weeping. Ruth was pulling him on top of her and her hands were roaming all over his body. He moved his hands up her side, hesitated for a moment, then cupped her breast. She moaned and he squeezed it. He pushed his fingers up under her top and when he covered her breast again she moaned louder. His dick was throbbing now and he was terrified he wasn’t going to make it inside her. He wished he had left the cabin a little earlier and jerked off before he came to meet her.

He moved his hand down her body and fumbled with the button on her shorts. He tried to pull down her zip but it seemed to be stuck.

“Shit,” he cursed. He sat up a little to look at her shorts and tried again and the sound of Ruth’s chuckle made him look at her. “Your shorts are stuck!”

“I’ll get these, you get yours.”

She hooked her thumbs into the sides of her shorts and pushed them down. He watched as she wiggled her hips to lower them over her ass then lifted her knees and took them off.

“C’mon,” she said, and nudged him with her elbow.

West’s head was mush. He hadn’t seen her so naked before. He hadn’t seen any girl so naked. Then she crossed her arms over her chest and peeled off her tank top and he lost the ability to breathe.

“Hurry up, West!” she said, and she covered her breasts with her arms.

“I’m trying,” he said, and he scrambled to tear off his clothes as quickly as he could without taking his eyes off her.

The next few minutes were sublime. Her skin against his, her body lithe and warm, eager to be close to him. Her hands roamed all over his back and his chest and then one of them slipped down to his cock and he thrust into her hand.

“Fuck, Ruth, careful,” he cursed, and held her wrist tightly.

“I’m ready,” she whispered. “Did you bring the stuff?”

“Yeah, shit, it’s in the bag,” he said.

He rolled over and grabbed the bag then quickly took a condom out. He ripped it open. He flipped it over in his hand as he tried to figure out which way to put it on. Ruth chuckled beside him and grabbed it off him, then leaned over and rolled it on for him.

“Shit,” he cursed through gritted teeth.

“You obviously don’t go to an all girls school like me,” she muttered when she lay back down and grabbed his shoulder to pull him onto her.

“We got to practise with bananas at my school,” he said as he kneeled between her legs with one hand on his dick and the other on the blanket beside her head. “But usually in a room with more light.”

“Excuses, excuses,” she said with a laugh as her hands gripped his shoulders and her knees rested against his sides.

“We’re both virgins,” he said, as he kissed her neck and jaw and licked his way up to her ear. “Stop acting like you know everything.”

“I know that you need to get inside me now,” she said.

“So bossy,” he said, then all the words left his brain when his dick touched her pussy.

He moved it up and down past her folds, searching for her entrance, and even just this was 100 times better than anything that had ever touched his dick before. Then the head of his cock snagged on her entrance and he gasped.

“Do it,” she said, her voice breathy and right by his ear. “Push in!”

“I don’t want to hurt you,” he said, his voice strained. East had told him the first time hurt girls, and that there would probably be blood.

“Just do it, my friend Fiona said the first bit is the hardest.”

“Okay, okay, you ready?”

“West, I swear to god-”

He pushed his dick in and met a barrier. He pulled out a little and tried again, but still got stuck.

“I can’t-”

“Just push,” she said and her hands moved down to his ass.

West rocked in and out a little more as he kissed her, then pushed in hard and she broke the kiss with a soft cry. He stilled his whole body and lifted his head to look at her. Her face was screwed up tight and her teeth pressed into her lower lip.

“You ok?”

“Just give me a second,” she said.

West lowered his head and peppered her neck and shoulders with kisses. His head was thumping with the need to hold on. His dick was surrounded by her tight wet heat and he had never felt anything like it. He started to recite the alphabet backwards to keep himself occupied and away from the urge to come, then he felt her body relax and she was breathing again.

“Okay,” she said with a pant. “You can move again.”

“Let me know if I hurt you,” he whispered against her ear, then kissed her slowly as he moved his hips.

He tried to make it good for her, but he wasn’t even sure how. He moved his hips in slow steady waves and each thrust into her heat seemed to send a signal to his balls that he was going to explode. She was whimpering against his ear, and her hands were clawing at his back to keep him close. Her breasts were crushed to his chest and it felt amazing to move over them, feel her stiff nipples press into him.

Then without his command or will, his hips started to speed up. He gripped her hip with one hand, and pressed her into the blanket as he lost his rhythm and started to chase his own release.

“I’m gonna come, Ruth, shit, I’m gonna come!”

“Already?” she moaned, and he gritted his teeth as he tried to hold everything back.

She moaned against his ear and scraped his back. West felt his balls go tight. It was just like when he jerked off but this was more intense. Her hands on his back, her voice in his head, her breasts against his chest. Each element elevated it to a whole other level. Her pussy felt so much better than his fist. He felt like he could see brand new colours and hear music no one had ever played. Then his body was jolted with a powerful electric shock as his release exploded in his core, and vibrated to every extremity. He felt his cock throb and bounce off her inner walls and for a moment he went blind then fell boneless on top of her fully sated.

He hated to admit it, and never would to his brother’s face, but East was right. This was a hundred times better than jerking off and he couldn’t wait to do it again. With shaking hands he pressed them to the blanket and lifted his body off her. She was sleepy beneath him and smiled when he kissed her jaw.

“That was fucking amazing,” he muttered against her skin, then pushed up off her and rolled onto his back.

When she didn’t say anything he rolled his head to look at her, then came onto his side and put a hand on her belly where he drew idle patterns in her skin.

“You ok?” he asked softly, as he leaned in and kissed her shoulder. “Did I hurt you?”

“It was…different.”

“Different?” he pushed up on his elbow and frowned. “I thought you said you were a virgin?”

“I am! I mean, I was,” she said with a chuckle and covered her blushing face with one hand. “I just mean it was different than I expected.”

“In a bad way?” he asked and he pulled her hand away from her face. “Did you come?”

“No,” she admitted a little reluctantly. “But girls don’t usually come their first time.”

“Are you too sore?” he whispered, and his hand moved down to her pussy where he cupped her lightly.

She gasped when his hand covered her. “No, I’m not too sore.”

“Can I…” His fingers moved against her over the top of her pussy. East said he had to make sure she came and he wished he’d remembered to do this before he put his dick inside her. “Let me make it good for you.”

He moved his fingers against her and leaned in to kiss the hinge of her jaw. When his fingers slipped between her folds he brushed her entrance a few times and she grabbed his wrist. At first he thought she was going to push his hands away, but then she pulled his hand higher, moved his fingers to a new position where he found a hard slick nub.

“Right there!” she cried out, and her hips bucked up into his hand. “Faster!”

His two middle fingers brushed against the nub faster, and harder, and she started to buck and move under him like a fish out of water. He moved his head down to kiss her breast, then licked one nipple into his mouth and pinched it between his lips and she exploded. Her whole body was vibrating and she whimpered and wailed out her release. He felt another flood of her release as she clenched and pushed around his hand. Then she fell boneless like he had and he smiled.

He watched her for a moment and looked down at his cock, which was almost fully hard again. He had two more condoms and he wondered if she would be up for another session in a while. They had maybe another hour before they would have to get back. He peeled off his condom and winced at the sight of blood on it and he couldn’t help but wonder if it would be like that for the first few times or just this time. He took a tissue from the bag he had stuffed in there for the used condoms and put it away then lay back on his side with one arm draped over her waist.

“You’re amazing, Ruth.” He kissed her shoulder. “I wish the summer would last forever.”

She chuckled and rolled her head towards him, then kissed him gently and smiled against his mouth.

“Do you think you’ll ever be in Iowa?” she whispered.

“I’ll walk to Iowa to find you,” he said, knowing, like they both did, that they would probably never see each other again.

“Yeah?”

When West’s parents died in a car crash a few years ago, his eldest brother North had quit school to take over the family business and look after everyone. Money was tight so West had scrimped and saved all year for this summer camp, and North had helped with some of the cost, but it was a one time deal. East got to go to a camp last year, and next year, or when she was old enough, it would be South’s turn, the youngest of the four siblings.

“Are you kidding me?” he said as he snuggled in close, and wrapped an arm around her waist, and pulled her onto her side so she was flush against him. “No one else can ever compare to you!”

He leaned in and kissed her softly. Best summer ever he thought with a smile as he let his hands move around her body and he basked in as much as he could.