Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/12249276. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Choose_Not_To_Use_Archive_Warnings, Underage Category: M/M Fandom: Camp_Camp_(Web_Series) Relationship: David_&_Max_(Camp_Camp), David/Max_(Camp_Camp) Character: David, Max, Gwen, Nikki, Neil Additional Tags: camp_camp_fanfiction, Catfishing Stats: Published: 2017-10-02 Updated: 2017-10-15 Chapters: 10/? Words: 41171 ****** {MaxVid Roleplay Compilation} A work in Progress ****** by axework, russa Summary This is a compilation of roleplays! Max lures David on a long winded journey through deceit, blackmail and misery all in the name of masking/expressing his unholy feelings for the man. There are some stupid adventures scattered here and there. Notes Max is played by Axework David is played by Russa Other characters are littered throughout, played by both of us. ***** Gone Catfishing ***** Intro Post by Axework: ===============================================================================   It was yet another bright, sunny day at Camp Campbell and everyone was winding down from today's activity which involved teachings of survival tactics when stranded in the woods. It was cut off early though when Space Kid ate some berries that made him start projectile vomiting, and thus nearly drowning, in his helmet. With the counselors distracted with a sick kid, Max rallied up Nikki and Neil to go scrounging around in the back of the mess hall where there were various boxes of shit. Nikki found a box full of snack pudding that she was tearing through like a wild animal, while Neil checked the freezer that withheld food stuff from nearly a century ago. Max, in the meantime, was rummaging through the confiscation box. A bunch of knives, an old mp3 player, an sos message sealed in a bottle, a porn magazine........really? People still look at those? That was when Max found the phone, looked like an older model and it didn't have any distinguishing marks for him to tell who it could belong to. The charger was here too and once he plugged it up and turned it on, all he had to do was input the password and it was just '1111'. "Hey, guys!" Max called out, garnering his friends attention. "Check it outtt!" All of them had been without any kind of device for the full 'camp experience', so Max had to be sure not let anyone else know about it or he wouldn't be left alone. Returning to the tent, he found himself actually enjoying playing candy crush and taking photos of random shit. The data was spotty but this was still like finding the holy grail in this hell of a place. Expending some of the tap and play games now at their hands, Max suddenly had a great idea. "Oh man, I know JUST how to really screw with David." Thus began the three of them helping to set up a fake profile on Tinder. "What do you think David would be into? Probably anyone who swipes right on his profile, right? I mean...he's so desperate and all." Max said with a short laugh. "Probably guys." Neil responded with a shrug. "Oh YEAH." Nikki clenched her fists and pointed a finger. "Someone who's outdoorsy, so probably like kind of buff and scruffy." Max gave a laugh, tapping away. "What if we make the profile vaguely sound like something a serial killer would be into? I bet he wouldn't even fucking notice." And with the input from his entourage, Max developed an account for "Mason Jarr", using a photo from the trudges of google search of some random guy with a broad physique, brown skin and a flannel shirt on. His interests included "Knife sharpening, knot tying, taxidermy, digging 6-foot deep holes (for gardening!), and lifting weights ranging from 90-120 pounds." They were all cackling. There was some talk that David's profile didn't specify that he was interested in men, but Max was positive that he was going to totally take the bait. "Alright....I'm going to send him a message." After locating David's profile he sent the first IM which was a cool and collected "Hey" "I like your necktie" Maybe Max was a little too excited about this.... ===============================================================================   David had his hands full, as usual, dealing with the fall out of the foraging mission. He and Gwen were desperately trying to pop the top off of Space Kid's outfit, which was making this loud squelching noise that wasn't helping his current nausea level. "I admire your enthusiasm for trying new things, everyone, but I said mannnyyyyyy times not to eat the red berries!" He was trying to keep his pep talking voice up, which he was an expert at. Gwen looked like she was going to be sick. Space Kid kept adding to the vomit they were getting out. "H-howwwww is there so much!?!?" She cried in lamentation. "What did you EAT?! David grab his feet, dammit!" "OHhh hoh hoohhhh-" Fumbling, David obeyed and a loud POP finally sounded. Vomit exploded out everywhere, but the co-counselors managed to step free. David was delighted. "Fabulous!! And no worse for wear- Um....Gwen??" "BLWWOOGUUHHHHHHHHH-" "EeeK!!" It was too late. Despite shielding himself, the secondary effect was Gwen losing her noodle lunch all over his front. He tried really hard not to look incredibly upset as he consoled the poor woman amidst the chorus of children going 'ewwwwwwwww' and expressing their own ill feelings. "There theree.....i-it's compllleteely alright...let's...let's head back to camp everyone." Time to get cleaned up! There was no terrible outing that a good hot shower couldn't fix, or you know, a good semi lukewarm shower.......................darn this plumbing! Only once he was completely changed into a fluffy yellow robe did David head back to his little designated sleeping area and find that his phone was alight with a new message. Toweling off his damp hair, David plopped down on the side of the bed. "Ohh? Now who could this be?" Smiling brightly, he flipped open the message and gasped. What on Earth could this striking fellow want? Honestly, this tinder account thing wasn't his forte. Gwen had totally set it up so he could 'make some new friends and get out of the country for once, holy shit' He nosed into the messenger's profile for a few milliseconds. Typing a response immediately, David spoke out loud. -Why, thank you there, friend! It's actually an old favorite shirt of mine fashioned like a neck tie. :)) I like your flannel! I too love knife sharpening, knot tying and gardening! I'll bet you would love it out here on the lake!- ===============================================================================   Max set the phone in his lap as they waited for his reply. It could take a while though, what with the counselor undoubtedly have enough of a mess to clean up with that last endeavor. The three friends talked among themselves in the meantime, having a good bit of fun in writing up Mason's backstory. "He was an orphan child, surrendered to the woods to be raised by wolves!" Nikki suggested, fingers curled to shape claws. "What? No, that's stupid! It would be way more interesting AND relatable if he was an outcast, kept to himself, no one understood him because he was too smart and far beyond normal people thinking." Neil put in instead, talking in that 'matter-of-fact' way. "OH, what if he's a WEREWOLF." "Guys, shut up." Max said, leering over at them. "He's just...he's just a guy...and-AH he typed back!" Adjusting the phone in his hand, Max had to stifle a laugh at his use of smiley faces and exclamation points. "Jeeeezus, he types just how he sounds." Max said with an eye roll. "Seriously....it's seriously a shirt?" Is David even real...a question he asked himself everyday. Typing back, no capitalization. That's how cool people type. 'cool.-' "Tell him you killed a lumberjack for that flannel!" Max had to pull away from Nikki so she didn't try typing that out. 'the flannel is just flannel. you mean lake lilac right?' Max looked around in thought. 'i used to paddle out there after curfew all the time when i was a kid at camp.' ===============================================================================   David went about getting dressed a moment, as he didn't expect a reply back so quickly. He was in the middle of digging his underwear out of the top drawer when the phone blipped again. Darnit, he needed to get dressed before Gwen came back but he couldn't leave a message waiting! " 'Cool'......" He read aloud with a blink and smile. He almost immediately replied back, but saw that the man was still typing more and stopped typing himself. He gave out an audible shrill noise of excitement when the final sentence came through. Teeth flashing in a beam, he rapidly typed out a reply: -YOU WENT TO CAMP CAMPBELL?- Oops, that went through all caps. -I am SO sorry for the all capitalization. I was just excited to hear about a fellow camper! And to make the assumption. You could have been a member of any of the camps here on the Lake.- Was he typing too much? This wasn't very cool. ===============================================================================   Max waited with a smirk, and of course there came the overly excited message of David asking this in all caps. You could practically hear the shrill sound of his voice relay over the text. He laughed as Nikki made grabby hands for the phone. "Literally ALL you would have to say is that you like this shitty place and it's enough to have this guy slobbering. What a freak." "Ask him if he's a vampire!!" Max shoved a foot into Nikki's face to keep her at bay. "Hey, WHO's the one driving this thing?" He replied back, but made sure to let some time pass beforehand. 'yeah it was camp campbell. it was forever ago though.' Max gave a tap to the screen. 'that lake was perfect for throwing things in you never wanted anyone to find' Had to keep up that 'serial killer vibe' and watch it completely go over David's head. ===============================================================================   "OH my gosh." David sat down, then stood up quickly as he realized he still hadn't put his underwear on. It felt a little odd talking to someone when you weren't properly dressed. -How many forever agos?? I thought I knew just about everyone who went to Camp Campbell, seeing as I spent most of my summers here. Who was your counselor? Maybe we were here at the same time and didn't even realize! :))) I think I'd remember you though!- Oh it was so exciting. It didn't cross him at all that the guy could just be lying. Or...not be real at all. Who would lie on the internet!? The lake remark went right over his head. -Tell me about it! That Lake is practically bottomless. I have lost SO many watches.- He really needed to get dressed. -Friend, I can't wait to talk more but I have a job to get back to! TTYL- ===============================================================================   Max had to think when David asked when he went to the camp, side-eying the wall. "He's got you in a trap now." "Shut up, Neil. David will literally believe anything!" 'it was like ten years ago i guess? back when the owner was still leading the place. idk. i had to leave early due to some crap.' Keep it vague! "Max, if you're not going to tell him that you're watching him from the window or something then this is going to get boring really fast." Nikki interrupted. "I'm laying down a foundation here! I'm trying to wring secrets and personal information out of him for black mail! Not get him to just instantly block me!" "Well are you going to ask for dick picks?" Max nearly dropped the phone in a momentary freak out. "WHAT??" "What?" Nikki said back, Neil face palming to the side. "That's like....a staple to talking to someone on a dating app right?" Max, now trying not to go red in face just glared down at the phone. 'sure' He let out a low laugh at his use of the word friend. 'see ya ;)' Was the winky face too much? Oh well, he already sent it. "Alright." Max stood. "We should probably go see if space kid ever drowned in his own vomit or not." ===============================================================================   David was thrilled that the mystery man had been around the camp when Campbell was actually leading the place. He couldn't believe they hadn't met somehow already! Maybe this Mason had a name change. Well obviously he'd been around the camp to know about the lake and the fearless leader. He had SO many questions, but standing here with his underwear draped over his shoulder and the phone in his hand was no productive way to be. Whistling, he got dressed and shipped out for more camp activity. He was certain to tell Gwen ALL about it the moment he could, whilst they oversaw dinner in the mess hall. Only about five seconds into look at his phone did her brows furrow and head cock to the side. "This guy totally sounds like a serial killer, David." She retorted. "What!? NOoo!!" David snatched the phone back. "He's just a little rugged is all, you'll see." She shrugged as her co-counselor went to head off. "He's hot, anyway." She added. David flipped back, lips parted in confusion as he looked down at his phone and back up. "I'm pretttyyy sure he's messaging me for the social aspect of this app, Gwen. But I'll be sure to shoot him in the direction of your profil-" He started up all cheerily before Gwen just quickly shut him down. "OOhhh no no no. That's...that's not how the thing works, David." Oh boy, this naive child. She had to help him. Strolling over, she clapped a hand down on his shoulder. "This is the meet people app. Remember?" She made quotations, and quirked a brow way up. "Y'knowwww...to..meet people." David beamed and nodded. "Right! To make new friends!" He frowned again when she face palmed. "Nonono." Gwen shook her head and made little finger gestures for specification. "It's a dating app, David. I don't know how it could get any clearer than that." David gasped and gripped the phone to him. "You mean!?" Gwen nodded, making David go all pale with side glances. "But he's a-" David hid his mouth with one side of his hand, looking meek. Gwen nodded again. "Check his profile dude. Prolly got all the answers." Having had enough of THIS humiliating conversation, Gwen shipped off to stop a food fight in progress. "PUT DOWN THE BOWL." David's eyes darted back and forth in paranoia before he went to check said profile a little deeper. ===============================================================================   Max and the crew went to catch up with the fellow campers over at the mess hall, getting the catch up from Ered who relayed the puke fest they missed. Not a huge let down, Max wasn't exactly eager to hear about the chain reaction from Gwen puking causing a domino effect down the line. Nikki seemed slightly disappointed though. It made dinner seem a bit less appetizing. Not that Max ever really ate much of this crud anyway. As they talked among themselves, Max kept on getting distracted by the phone. He kept pulling it up, typing things in...wondering how he was going to find more pictures to make it more convincing then asking himself why bother when David was the most gullible piece of shit known to man. He did put in that 'Mason' was a guy who was only interested in men. There had also been a section to put down an occupation, which he listed as 'random odd jobs'. In the other section he put that he traveled around in an RV and that in a partner he was looking for someone with a great sense of adventure, likes trying new things, and enjoys long walks in dark isolated areas far away from civilization. Also red heads (with three thumbs up emojis). Neil called him out on his shit while he was looking at David's profile again and he soundly told his friend to fuck off. That's when he noticed Gwen and David across the way......David sure looked meek all of a sudden that had Max squeezing his eyes and looking insidious. ===============================================================================   David went a little pink the moment he realized why this stranger was actually contacting him. It certainly made it a bit awkward, but he didn't know enough about him just to tell him he wasn't interested!! But he also didn't want to lead him on, oh gosh!!! The face expressions he was making were surely giving away his mental dilemma. He held his fingernails up to his teeth and gnawed on them with brows furrowed up in nervousness. All he had to do was tell the man he was just looking for friends! "Oh gosh..." He started typing, not noticing Max being snoopy. -SO, Mason. Do you have anyone special in your life?- Oh god, that sounded bad. -I don't want to give you the wrong impression!- Oh that was even worse. ===============================================================================   Max watched as David looked like he was having a sort of mental crisis going on. Does he even realize he's not exactly out of everyone's line of vision? He kept creeping on him anyway, staying off to the side and looking inconspicuous. Until he got a message on the phone, causing him to have a moments of panic before he muted it. Taking some cover behind a corner he peered over to David gnawing on his nails and then down to the message he got. Max slow blinked and then pushed a hand to his face as he realized what was happening. 'no. why do you think i'm on this app?' Fucking seriously. Brows furrowed at the next message, how dare he try to reject him when he hadn't even hit on him yet! Ugh. He wanted to tell him what a fucking idiot he was! 'oh, sorry. didn't mean to put you on the spot.' Max stuck out his tongue, like it was gross to keep up the charade. He peeked around the corner again before typing once more. 'i just saw your profile and thought you were cute.' He tugged one of the strings of his hoodie and peeked back around to wait for David's reaction. ===============================================================================   David's eyes widened down at his phone. He was always guilty of being oblivious when he was worked up about something and found it impossible to hide his emotions. It wasn't like the children knew what he was looking at anyway! "Uh oh-" He squeaked at the first message. He pushed his knuckles into his mouth and flushed bright red as the message quickly mentioned him being cute. "Oh my goodness................." David muttered and looked down at his feet, then finally started looking self conscious. He stepped behind the food counter, where the Quarter Master looked especially displeased to see him. Still well within view of prying child eyes though. -You are incredibly handsome yourself! I don't know if I'm ready to try a date with someone I'm not friends with yet though.- He couldn't reject someone he didn't know! That would just be mean! -I'm not entirely sure I even like- David tried to erase it but accidentally sent. "EEP!" QM glowered over at him. "I'm sorry." David stepped back out into the lobby. -NOT that I'm trying to insult you I just don't think I ever really thought about it is all!- His fingers were on fire here typing, as was his face. ===============================================================================   Seeing David go so red was overly satisfying for Max, this awful grin spread over him and suddenly typing that gross message was worth it. The guy was so focused on his phone now, he barely was even watching where he was going. Max looked down at the message he got back, so ready to tear apart and make fun of whatever he had to say in response to only be taken somewhat off guard by the distinct 'ba-bump' in his chest at the 'handsome' part. Not that he was calling HIM handsome. Obviously. It wasn't like he subconsciously picked a photo of some random stranger with his hair and skin color and the way he held his face. Max let out a low huff. 'well.....we can just be friends first if that's what you're trying to say.' He looked back at David squeaking over there and looked down with a smirk at the text he received on apparent accident. 'don't worry about it. i was the one making assumptions. thanks for the compliment anyway.' Max looked over again, staring the counselor down at how riled up he was. Hm. 'i'll let you think on it. if you don't wanna it's cool and if you do, i'll be as slow with you as you want.' That was probably too much! 'later.' Max pocketed the phone and took this moment to slink over to David like he wasn't just up to anything. "What's wrong with you?" He asked, hands in his pockets. "Accidentally fall into xtube or something?" He peeped over his arm to steal a glance at his screen. ===============================================================================   David tapped at his mouth over and over with antsy feelings until he got the text back saying it was totally cool and that the man would let him think on it. Wow, this guy sounded so understanding! He was impressed at how cool and collected he was. His ears burned at some of the implications however. -I DO want to be friends! And I'm a very open to adventure kind of person. Who knows what will happen!? I just can't wait to get to know you better.- He was such a terrible dork! -Goodbye! Have a good day.- David yelped outloud when Max appeared suddenly. He quickly shoved his phone into his back pocket ; fearful of the kind of commentary he'd get if the boy knew about ANY of this. "Don't be ridiculous, Max. I don't even think you know what that is." Shaking it off very quickly, he looked up to find the boy's usual spot. He gave a huge sigh. "Still not eating? We really must find something you like." ===============================================================================   Max stared up at David with his arms folded over and trying to look like he didn't know exactly what was going on. He did laugh in his throat as the counselor so quickly shoved his phone into his pocket like he was definitely looking at something to be guilty of. "Let me guess. You still on that dating app? Thought you would've given THAT up....." Max gave David a stare. "No, I'm pretty sure YOU don't know that is." He let out a short dismissing noise at David pointing out his eating habits. "Yeah, good luck. Maybe if there's something in this camp that didn't come pre- frozen from like two decades ago or made up of chalk and milk. Seriously though, David. You're beat fucking red. What gives? Not even I can manage to get you this flustered looking." ===============================================================================   David looked highly offended when the boy mentioned the app. Darnnit, he didn't put the phone up fast enough! "That is, quite frankly, none of your business!" He insisted with a little head motion to emphasize it and stamp of his foot. His eyes shifted off to the side with brows furrowed and lips pursed as he fought the urge to insist he DID know what xtube was- That was a losing battle. Taking a deep breath, David pulled out his sweet side again which included a positive, go lucky smile. "If you'll keep it on the down low, I have some 'Taco Shell' back at the office I could share with you. Hmn? Maybe you won't be so grumpy when you've got a full tummy, huh?" ===============================================================================   Max just gave David this raised brow look, his foot tapping when he insisted that it wasn't his business. It was a look that screamed he was going to make it his business if it meant fucking with him. David was quick to completely change the subject though and the boy groaned at his choice of words. "Only if I don't have to be subjected to your third grade vocabulary." He said in gruff tones and his shoulders shrugging. The office would be a perfect place for him to snoop for things to add to his artillery though. ===============================================================================   David expected the boy to decline as he always did, but looked pleased when he didn't. Finally, he'd get Max to eat SOMETHING. "Ok-Roony-" He purposefully expressed with a little fist pump of victory. Back at the office, David made sure to step ahead to unlock the door and held it for Max. The brat was always breaking into the place anyway so it was hardly anymore harmful to let him in willingly. "Right this way!" It was a dumpy little area with terribly outdated furniture. Everything was covered in dust and a stray vine was growing through a hole in the ceiling which David had patched several times over. He headed for their old ice box and scrounged up some wrapped tacos. He'd hand made them. "Rice or no rice?" He offered them both before grabbing the juice. The fridge contained several measly wrappings, condiments and Gwen's beer. Most of the ingredients were scavenged from the woods, including some of David's famous apple butter! ===============================================================================   Max had been in this place more than a handful of times, and it wasn't anymore exciting to look at when he was allowed in. Eyes immediately went to the beat up chairs in their tiny living area and the tiny tube television that sat on the table. Still, looked pretty ritzy compared to his tent. You really learn to appreciate the little things when you're in hell. "How does Gwen stand sharing this place with you?" He questioned, holding up one of her trashy books that was sitting at the table. "Eh?" He looked at the offered food and blinked, like he wasn't actually expecting it. "Rice is fine, I guess." He said, taking it with an eye roll. He didn't look eager to eat it though, instead opening up the cabinets before then wandering over to the bedrooms. ===============================================================================   David was trying to look optimistic about Max obviously snooping around. He was just curious! Probably was up to something too, but obviously curious as well. There was nothing he could really use as arsenal. "Gwen and I are partners! We love keeping one another company-" David tilted his head and followed after Max with a frown. "Eat your lunch, Max. I swear, I don't remember the last time I saw you put anything edible in that mouth of yours......." Hands on hips, he stayed close by as he poured a glass of Fruit Punch. His bedroom was pretty obvious right from the get go, as he stopped Max from heading in Gwen's. "Now Max, it isn't polite to snoop around a ladies things!" He moved infront of the door with brows furrowed. His robe was still out drying in his quarters, and a few planners were open at his desk. There was a beat up old novel from the 50s on his bedside table about living in the wild. ===============================================================================   "Yeah, I'm sure Gwen definitely concurs with that." Max said, giving a glance to the food in his hand like he was going to consider it. He did stop when David blocked his path to Gwen's room and he just scoffed before going into David's instead. "Whateverrrr, like I'd want to see her underwear or whatever." In David's room, he gave a quick once over and finally took a bite of of the taco given to him. Not awful....he could at least stomach it. He leered at the robe hanging up, took a quick peek at the book, and then to the pictures up on the wall that David has labelled as 'memories'. "Holy shit." He let out a laugh and pointed. "Is that you? No way you didn't get beat up on a daily basis." ===============================================================================   David looked indignant at the mention of underwear. "Max." Was all he snapped before sighing that the boy actually did take a bite of food. Max's lack of desire to eat was a repetitive conversation between he and Gwen. They were quite sure the boy was on a real, true fasting period as protest! "Hah hahhh, it sure is!" David cringed only a little. "Don't be silly. My fellow campers were all just wonderful! Like one big happy family." He stared at the picture with a pleased sigh as he often did. He pushed the glass of juice to Max with persistence. "Someday you'll realize that the friendships forged here are the best ones of your life!" His phone buzzed and he quickly had to check it not to be rude and to make sure it wasn't Mason. It was Bonquisha..SIGH. Sending him workout vids again. He pocketed the phone quickly, to not be rude. ===============================================================================   Max was taking in the information here, nothing in the room was a surprise though. Camp Campbell memorabilia everywhere, boring books, boring tapes. Seriously, was there anything about this guy that was human?? It was seriously frustrating. "Uh huh. So where are all your camp friends now?" He asked, head tilting some as he looked up at him. He took the juice offered to him, taking a small sip and looking up when David's phone buzzed. He was pretty eager to snatch it, he hid a smirk behind the cup when David seemed almost disappointed by the sender. "Waiting on something in particular there, David?" He set the cup down and the half eaten taco. He went to look under David's bed real fast, eyes squinting at the log there.....he wasn't going to ask. Standing back up he started to head back out to the living area. He had a couple of ideas now. Maybe if he had better skills of self-reflecting he'd realize how fucking telling it was that he was formulating a way to woo David. He gave a point to the calendar with a rough noise. "Horse back riding tomorrow? Where the hell are you going to find horses? Can't wait to see what a disaster that's going to be." Sneakily pocketing one of Gwen's books he went to make his leave. "Well, thanks for the tour, David....it's good to know you guys are living in almost as dismal conditions as we are." ===============================================================================   David glowered and just shook his head at Max pointing out him looking at his phone. "I happen to be speaking with said friends who also happen to have gone to this camp." He shouldn't even bring it up as he was incapable of lying and even this comment felt a little on the verge of implying a lie. "Max, you barely ate any of your food!" Whilst he was picking up the discarded taco and drink, he missed Max snatching the book. "At least take it with you-" Following the boy back to the living area, he swallowed some at the horse comment. He'd written up that schedule months ago and he still hadn't found any horses! Now he was going to have to come up with something or Max wouldn't let him live it down. "Oh, you are going to have a blast, Max. You'll see!" Digging his grave........ He sighed as he let Max out and shook his head. "Go right back to the mess hall, young man. I'll be watching." Right, back to work! ===============================================================================   Max turned around to really stare at David with this 'oh REALLY' look when he said that he had actually been talking to friends from camp. That was a good one, it had him grinning all evil. He made a waving motion at David fussing at him for not finishing his food. "Oh, I'm sure I will." Flipping the counselor off, he headed out of the lodge and made his way across the camp grounds. Pulling out Gwen's book he gave a focused look at the cover. Some trashy guy on guy novel that was written entirely for the female gaze. Max pulled out his phone to give it a quick look. He had to play the cool guy and NOT text him back first. He returned just in time for the food fight that Gwen was unsuccessful in staving off. ***** CatFishing Continued ***** David eventually returned to the mess hall and helped Gwen sort out the disaster. It was a long, exhausting day that turned out very unproductive and David went off to bed feeling unfulfilled as usual. He was really good at not acting like it got to him, but his list of actual accomplishments this summer amounted to a resounding five. And even those five 'accomplishments' were stretched. He took another shower and had to suction applesauce out of both ears and his nose, which wasted half an hour. "I'm callin it David! Shut it down." Gwen called from the other room. SIGH. No late tv watching to wind down tonight. Dragging his feet to the bedroom in his PJs, David closed himself in and frowned as he slumped face first into bed. Another long night of keeping his mind busy whilst also trying to figure out how he was going to solve the horse problem tomorrow. After tossing and turning awhile, David grabbed his phone. It wasn't too late to text someone was it? David stared at Mason's profile for a moment. -Totally weird and random question, but do you know anyone that has any horses?- He covered his mouth as he realized how stupid he sounded. -Haha, just kidding! Imagine if I actually thought that was how to start a conversation.- ===============================================================================   Max dealt with the food fight catastrophe by getting the hell away from it. Of course Nikki was right in the center of it all and Neil was.....being Neil. It ended up being a long day and he was so ready to get back to his tent. Not because he was interested in sleeping, but he really wanted to get back to the phone without any outside intervention. Down his t-shirt and underwear, Max got as cozy as one could on this shitty mattress and picked up that book he snatched. It took some working up to even open it, but as he looked through it it was becoming painfully obvious that this author had no fucking idea how guys acted. He persisted through it anyway though.... He was picking up the phone, face pink from some of the shit he just subjected himself to. Then his eyes went wide and he felt his breath hitch when he got a message. Wait...pause. Make David wait for it. Make him think you have so many better things to do than respond to his messages! He lasted a solid five minutes before responding. -well you could always go wrangle some wild ones if it's a real horse emergency- He brought his legs up. ===============================================================================   David stared at the phone for a long moment after he saw the 'read' message pop up but it wasn't followed with the typing message. He blinked at the phone as he wiggled down under his blankets with his head squishing into the pillows. With his hone held up over his head, David just laid there and waited. He pulled the screen in closer when the response popped up, letting out a little giggle. -As if! The most horse you can wrangle around here is a stray deer, and I don't think I'm going to convince anyone that one of those is a horse.- David looked through the grounds going dark outside from his one window. -What a sunset! Can you see it where you are?- =============================================================================== Max rolled his eyes with a restrained smile. He could see David trying to wrangle a deer now....probably would only result in breaking every bone in his body. -well if you can't wrangle a horse you could always just make one out of paper mache. you know. depending on what you need a horse for.- That sounded like something he'd probably resort to. Fake horse back riding. The remark about the sunset had him frowning hard. He was compelled though. Getting up, he pulled back the flap of his tent to stare out at the horizon where the sun was slipping down behind the lake. 'yeah' 'i'd rate it an 8 out of 10' Closing the tent, he felt weird, quickly heading back onto his bed. 'so you're a counselor at camp campbell? how's that working out.' =============================================================================== David made an 'OH' face at the suggestion. Paper mache? This guy was just full of great ideas! -Great idea. I don't think it'd fool the kids. Well. It wouldn't fool SOME of them.- He sighed through his window and imagined that somewhere, far away, possibly not that far, his new friend was also looking at the sun setting in the distance. Just wonderful! He was even more pleased at the message he got back. -I'd give it a solid ten!- Turning on his side, David smiled at the phone which was now lighting up his face. -Oh, I love it here. I've always dreamed of having this job when I was a kid and sometimes I still can't believe I get to work at my favorite place on Earth!! I get all tingly just thinking about it!!- He may have been getting out of hand with that. =============================================================================== -just tell them you never said it was supposed to be real horses.- Max just shook his head at David so excitedly saying he would give it a ten. What wouldn't he give a ten to....everything was amazing all the time to this idiot. It made him so mad to think about. Then he began his excited ramble about his job here at the camp. -sounds great.- Max buried himself further into the covers, as if he was paranoid that someone could be possibly watching him. -that's pretty lucky, not many people get to say they're exactly where they want to be.- He pushed a hand through his hair. -so did you give any thought into what we were talking about earlier?- =============================================================================== David flipped over to the other side and wiggled back down into the blankets again with a toothy grin. He then looked a little concerned. "Deary me-" He mumbled to himself and quickly made an addition to the conversation. -How selfish of me to talk about myself so much! What is it you do for a living? I bet it's swell.- David ducked down further and glanced over his shoulder in nerves as the last message came through. Uh oh! He didn't respond back for a moment as he watched the window grow completely dark. He had to really actually think about it for the first time today and it was pretty nerve wracking. When he finally did respond back, it took him awhile. -Shucks, why not? Can't knock it til you try it. I mean.- He sat up when he realized how bad that sounded, flushing bright red. -I'm willing to give it a shot if you are!- =============================================================================== With every interaction he had with David, he continued to be blown away that this was an actual person. He tried to imagine what he was doing right now. Probably laying in bed right? What did he wear as pajamas....did he always just wear that shitty counselor uniform? -not really. i just do whatever.- He thought on it some -sell my art pieces, i dabble in whittling and some clay work.- Max found himself staring at the screen when there was such a pause after that last comment. He usually responded so eagerly. When he finally did and said that he was willing to try this Max was just grinning all devilishly. He totally got the guy to agree to it. What a schmuck. -really glad to hear it, david. i already feel like i know you- Hah. Classic. =============================================================================== David made a giddy noise as he was totally consumed with the screen. -You're an artist!? That is so amazing! I would love to see some of your work, Mason. I try to make a lot of things myself, but gosh, none of it is good enough that anyone would want to buy it.- His long feet were wiggling under the blankets, back and forth. Huh. He still didn't feel like he knew this fellow, himself. Only one way to fix that! -Tell me about yourself! Favorite color, favorite food?- He paused. -Do you have a favorite animal? Favorite past time?- Another pause. -Sorry to ask so much, there is just so much I want to know! :)- =============================================================================== Max blinked at David asking all these things. Wanting to see his work....oh wow, how was he supposed to do that? He sat up and looked around. Surely he could find some shit from the internet...it's not like David fact checks. -yeah, i'll try to send you some pictures sometime.- He typed out a bit more slowly. Then came the entourage of other questions of wanting to get to know him better and he felt uncomfortable suddenly. Frowning he stared down at his lap and tried to think. Ugh, then there was that statement with another insufferable smiley face. -i can't say i put a lot of energy into having favorites. i guess i don't think that hard about it.- His brows furrowed some -if i had to pick some stuff though. i wear a lot of blue....i like pancakes but they have to be the right consistency and with the right amount of syrup and butter.- He glanced over to Mr. Honeynuts smiling face on the other side of the bed. -and i like bears.- -what about you? got any hobbies? guilty pleasures?- Max hummed some. - fantasies?- =============================================================================== David's eyelids dropped some in a somewhat sleepy pleasure over continuing to talk. He knew that the moment he put the phone down, he wouldn't be able to sleep at all per usual! But staring at the screen had the effect of bringing this very uncommon drowsiness..................it was pleasant nonetheless! -That's one way of looking at it! I find it hard picking favorites seeing as I like so much.- He beamed and tapped his feet at the replies. -You look like a bear kinda fella!- Unintentional reference. David gave a short, quiet laugh and rolled his eyes up before flipping over on his front with his arms over his pillows like a schoolgirl. -Oh, you know. Hiking, camping, planning, singing, playing the guitar..oh I could go on and on- Guilty? Pleasures? -I once ate an entire cake by myself. Does that count? I felt pretty bad about it later.- He stopped typing and was quiet. -What about you?- =============================================================================== Max had to cover his mouth to stifle a laugh at David's lack of understanding for the comment he made. The guy was such a dope. -and i'd peg you for a bunny sort of guy- He couldn't resist. The list of hobbies were so predictable. It was almost disappointing. Max wasn't sure why he thought he might reveal something to a stranger online that he wouldn't reveal to everyone he comes in contact with. There was no one more transparent than this asshole. -an entire cake? that's actually pretty impressive- Max wasn't entirely prepared to have the question redirected at him. It was a bit harder to come up with answers on the spot than he originally thought. -well i like watching those shitty crime shows that come on late night cable and may enjoy a romcom every now and then- Okay, he probably should stop giving actual answers from himself and make up some. He was starting to blush. -so do you like your campers? i'd imagine that's a rough job- =============================================================================== -Wow, good guess!! I don't really have a favorite, but I love birds..especially the wood pecker.- He really wasn't trying to say anything with that reply. He really liked wood peckers! -Yeah it was awful. I felt so guilty and I got sick to boot. Greed is an ugly thing sometimes.- David tapped his lips and shook his head just thinking about it. He was very expressive when he was talking through text, which was pointless to be. -I can never watch those. It hurts me to think about people in trouble, but I do love a good romantic comedy.- It was getting very late, wasn't it? -Sure do. It's never easy, but it's totally worth it.- He sunk down deeper and deeper into the cushions, eyes getting droopy. -I really should think of a solution for tomorrow's activity though, seeing as the horse deal is out. It may have slipped out already, and the kids will surely all know about it by now. I can't stand to think of disappointing them further. :(- =============================================================================== Another laugh came from the boy as David continued just say the worst possible thing. -haha, yeah. my favorite kind of bird is the blue footed booby.- Good to know David had some sort of gluttonous side to him. Though it would've been better if it was like...money or something rather than just fucking cake. Pushing back into the pillows, he had the blanket draped completely over him. -oh uh- Max scratched at his face. This would probably be a good opportunity for him to suggest something that might actually be enjoyable. -you could always fudge it. just call it a free-for-all and have them pick what they want to do. kids love it when they think they have some sort of control over the situation.- =============================================================================== David squeaked when he realized what kind of joke was being made. He slapped a hand to his head at how stupid it was that he didn't even realize! It made his face go warm in his nose region. -LOL. I was being totally serious, though!- He yawned, flipped over and held the phone up very high over his head with both arms completely stretched. If he kept it like this he wouldn't risk falling asleep! BAM. Right. In the nose. -seefkfhg- -Oops! Dropped the phone!- Finally sitting up, he put his back to the headboard. -Super idea, but you don't know kids like I do. These little devils would take it as permission to wreck the place. I've got some real free spirits in this bunch! Last time I tried something like that, I had to put my hair out..from fire!- =============================================================================== -i am too.- Max responded, hoping he could get across a tone of 'complete seriousness' over text. He then proceeded to stare at the gibberish that he received in turn and just pushed his face in his hand at the explanation. The touch screen only responds to skin touch so he had to have like........dropped it on his face. What a dimwit. -hands getting sweaty from all that bird talk?- He flipped over on his side as he said this, looking pleased about himself that they were being referred to as little devils. -then just give them the illusion that they have a choice by making them choose from a list of pre-selected activities. as long as they think they have any say they'll be happy. so just make them choose between easy stuff like...canoeing, roasting marshmallows, arts and crafts or dancing...- Why did he suggest dancing? -and try to steer clear of any fire- =============================================================================== David actually did laugh out loud at the ridiculous teasing question. It was a squeak of a noise that was a bit loud and he quickly had to mask it out of fear he'd wake Gwen on the other side of the wall. -You're a funny guy! LOLx5!!- He tilted his head to the side and pulled his knees up at the suggestions which seemed awfully insightful. This guy must actually know kids somehow. He laughed again at the little addendum added on there a moment later. -Fire comes with the territory, pal.- Looking around, David sighed at his watch sitting on the bedside table and collapsed down into the pillows. -I have had such a good time talking with you. We should do something sometime. Hiking or coffee?- =============================================================================== Max just stared with a hand to his mouth at the ridiculous shit David typed. Lolx5? Where did he even pick that up from?? He bet David really did laugh out loud. God, he was pathetic. -i'm just playing off of you- Feeling pretty good about himself, he nestled up further into the pillows, actually feeling cozy here. A rare sensation, especially in this cramped shitty little tent. The last comment had his eyes going huge though and he had to clear his throat. That...that would be a hard one to manage. -definitely- Why did he fucking type that? -i mean. when i have a day off. i stay pretty busy and i'm not currently in town right now. i do a lot of traveling but.- Max paused long and hard, glaring at the entrance to his tent. -i should probably call it.- Flopping back onto the thin mattress, he held the phone close enough to his face that the light reflected off his features as he stared for the longest time at the last sentence he wrote out. -i really enjoyed talking to you too :)- Feeling the warmth creep up on his face, he quickly shoved the phone away and huddled over in the blankets, grabbing onto his bear. =============================================================================== David looked really excited at the definitely, which had his mouth opening in a big beam before he toned it down to an acceptable nod when the mysterious man on the other end added that he was very busy and traveled a lot. -Sounds super exciting. Hopefully your adventures will steer you our old way!- He actually piped this aloud, in a small voice as he often did when typing. "David what the hell are you doing?" Gwen erupted over the wall. "Nothing!" David called melodiously. "Go back to sleep, Gwen!" Tossing the blankets over his head, David beamed at the last bit. Oh, he was pretty cool!! -Goodnight, sleep well!- He put the phone on the bedside table and stared at it for an inappropriate amount of time afterwards. =============================================================================== Max stared at the light, able to see it light up from where he was laying on his side of the bed. The indication that he sent him another message. Of course he had to look at it. Just his continuation of being overly friendly and cheerful. His tongue stuck out slightly. The cool, mysterious thing to do would be to leave it there but...he was compelled dammit! Almost like he didn't want the conversation to end. He found himself thinking too hard on these stupid responses. you too. That was easy enough! Maybe he should add a tilde to it. you too~. No that is way too gay. you too <3? Even gayer. So it ended up just being -YOU TOO- before he pulled the blankets over his head and sighed. =============================================================================== Of course David immediately grabbed the phone when it lit up again. Okay that was definitely the end of the conversation. He couldn't really reply to that now could he!!! It was a goodbye plain and simple. -You too, squared.- Oh geez, it didn't feel right! He'd just made a new friend and he hadn't even met them!! David flipped on the camera and sent his new friend a selfie with a thumbs up.     =============================================================================== Max glanced up at the beaming blink of light to signify a new message. Reaching out to grab the phone yet again, he opened it up to see the ridiculous little comment that was followed up with....a picture. He clenched his fist as he tried to quell the rage he felt just looking at that sparkly eyed face. Definitely in his bed and cozied up and warm with the moonlight coming through his window. Ughhhh, it was enough to make him sick!! It would have been the perfect moment to be absolutely terrible and reveal it was him by taking a picture of himself flipping off the camera but... Instead he just clutched the phone to his chest and started drifting off, vaguely trying to figure out how he was going to forge selfies and pictures to keep this charade going. =============================================================================== Max's game of leading David on with this online persona had persisted for a good week and a half. It had his friends starting to side-eye him, taking Max for the kind of person to get easily bored, especially with things like this. All of their talks were so innocent, and every attempt at innuendo just seemed to go over David's head. He certainly did now have an arsenal of information regarding the man. It was good to know your enemy, right? It was pretty telling that Max was texting him every night, making suggestions and comments and seeing if David would reflect them the next day. He himself was doing things like....trying to whittle and mess with clay. Just to see how difficult it was to better give him insight! At least he looked kind of cool carving at wood with a knife. It ended with him getting a gash across his palm. As the back and forth of their game went on, the day to day life of camp didn't. Today they were all swimming at the lake. Everyone was in their bathing suits, the floats were out, it was honestly a perfect day for it. Max sat at the pier, pants and hoodie on, and watched as Nikki played Jaws by biting unsuspecting campers. This led to her then going to catch fish with her bare hands which......she was pretty good at! He made some idle talk with Neil who was swimming by with his wingies on, which definitely added to the list of reasons why this kid got bullied. Everyone else seemed to be in a pretty good mood. A rare sense of tranquility among the campers. =============================================================================== David really HAD been taking everything 'Mason Jar' was saying to heart and it started with trying several camp activities at once and letting the kids pick which one. As with most other plans, this didn't work out in his favor really. These kids were just not your average children and could barely be contained. The plus side was that Max seemed to be on his side a bit and was actually trying some of the activities or swaying his militia of evil brats in the direction of productivity. Seeing as Max was typically the sole reason things went South, the week was better than most. David would still cap off the day by chatting long hours into the night. He'd wake up every morning and shoot Mason a picture of the camp at sunrise too! Though Gwen didn't notice any changes in her co-counselors mood, she did catch on to him spending a lot more time with the phone in his hand. As they supervised the campers swimming today, she brought up her concerns yet again. "Not still talking with that guy, are yah, David?" Gwen shook her head and placed her hands on her hips. "I am telling you that guy isn't right. What kind of person uses a pseudo name like Mason Jar??" David, who was wearing a life vest for preemptive reasons, tried to quell her concerns. "Don't be silly, Gwen! He's a super swell fella, and you'd know that if you talked with him." Gwen crossed her arms and glowered at David's little hand gestures. "Have you even met him?" David beamed, put his hand up and then gave a secondary frown. "Well....................umm..not actually yet. He travels. And has a full time job. But I know we'll-" "Travels AND has a full time job???" Gwen's brows shot up. David's cheeks went pink, green eyes darting side to side. "He's an artist, Gwen." "THAT'S the kinda thing that concerns me. What artist has any money at all, let alone enough to travel. And why does his profile sound like it was made specifically to target you." She pointed. David squeaked and looked defensive. "It's totally a marvelous coincidence!" "OR he's a predator." She uttered, making David's blood pressure rise. Wanting out of this conversation, he quickly jerked away and scanned the horizon for an ample distraction which typically came in the form of Max wrecking something. Only the child wasn't really doing anything "Max." He called nonetheless, and went sauntering out on the dock. "Why aren't you swimming?? Is it your hand? Does it still hurt?" The counselor tried to appear as if this was his full focus and that he couldn't feel Gwen rolling her eyes and throwing up her arms in the background. =============================================================================== Max was conversing with Neil and getting his own backlash on this game of back and forth with David. It was kind of pissing him off, which would be bad news for his friend if he kept it up. "I mean, you're not even sending him screamer videos or asking him to meet up at some restaurant to only have no one show up. Seems pointless." "You don't get it, Neil. I'm garnering information here. The more I know about him, the more I can use against him. Did you know this weirdo has names for his favorite trees on the grounds? What a freak." Neil was peering at him some. "You know, if I didn't now any better, I'd say you had a crush on him." Max went immediately defensive, brows furrowed and hands up. "Wghghkkk. WHAT. How dare you even JOKE about something like that!! There's no one I hate MORE than--" And, as if on cue, here came David behind him to question his lack of swimming. "AUGHk." He turned his head, snarling up at the much taller man. "Ummmm, maybe it's because I don't want to submerge myself in pollution run off and radioactive chemicals. I'm pretty happy with the number of limbs I currently have THANKS." He said with high aggression.     ***** CatFishing Continued 2 ***** Chapter Summary Didn't realize that the last chapter got cut off and the posts didn't get posted! Continuing. Max rolled his eyes with a restrained smile. He could see David trying to wrangle a deer now....probably would only result in breaking every bone in his body. -well if you can't wrangle a horse you could always just make one out of paper mache. you know. depending on what you need a horse for.- That sounded like something he'd probably resort to. Fake horse back riding. The remark about the sunset had him frowning hard. He was compelled though. Getting up, he pulled back the flap of his tent to stare out at the horizon where the sun was slipping down behind the lake. 'yeah' 'i'd rate it an 8 out of 10' Closing the tent, he felt weird, quickly heading back onto his bed. 'so you're a counselor at camp campbell? how's that working out.' =============================================================================== David made an 'OH' face at the suggestion. Paper mache? This guy was just full of great ideas! -Great idea. I don't think it'd fool the kids. Well. It wouldn't fool SOME of them.- He sighed through his window and imagined that somewhere, far away, possibly not that far, his new friend was also looking at the sun setting in the distance. Just wonderful! He was even more pleased at the message he got back. -I'd give it a solid ten!- Turning on his side, David smiled at the phone which was now lighting up his face. -Oh, I love it here. I've always dreamed of having this job when I was a kid and sometimes I still can't believe I get to work at my favorite place on Earth!! I get all tingly just thinking about it!!- He may have been getting out of hand with that. ===============================================================================   -just tell them you never said it was supposed to be real horses.- Max just shook his head at David so excitedly saying he would give it a ten. What wouldn't he give a ten to....everything was amazing all the time to this idiot. It made him so mad to think about. Then he began his excited ramble about his job here at the camp. -sounds great.- Max buried himself further into the covers, as if he was paranoid that someone could be possibly watching him. -that's pretty lucky, not many people get to say they're exactly where they want to be.- He pushed a hand through his hair. -so did you give any thought into what we were talking about earlier?- ===============================================================================   David flipped over to the other side and wiggled back down into the blankets again with a toothy grin. He then looked a little concerned. "Deary me-" He mumbled to himself and quickly made an addition to the conversation. -How selfish of me to talk about myself so much! What is it you do for a living? I bet it's swell.- David ducked down further and glanced over his shoulder in nerves as the last message came through. Uh oh! He didn't respond back for a moment as he watched the window grow completely dark. He had to really actually think about it for the first time today and it was pretty nerve wracking. When he finally did respond back, it took him awhile. -Shucks, why not? Can't knock it til you try it. I mean.- He sat up when he realized how bad that sounded, flushing bright red. -I'm willing to give it a shot if you are!- =============================================================================== With every interaction he had with David, he continued to be blown away that this was an actual person. He tried to imagine what he was doing right now. Probably laying in bed right? What did he wear as pajamas....did he always just wear that shitty counselor uniform? -not really. i just do whatever.- He thought on it some -sell my art pieces, i dabble in whittling and some clay work.- Max found himself staring at the screen when there was such a pause after that last comment. He usually responded so eagerly. When he finally did and said that he was willing to try this Max was just grinning all devilishly. He totally got the guy to agree to it. What a schmuck. -really glad to hear it, david. i already feel like i know you- Hah. Classic. ===============================================================================     David made a giddy noise as he was totally consumed with the screen. -You're an artist!? That is so amazing! I would love to see some of your work, Mason. I try to make a lot of things myself, but gosh, none of it is good enough that anyone would want to buy it.- His long feet were wiggling under the blankets, back and forth. Huh. He still didn't feel like he knew this fellow, himself. Only one way to fix that! -Tell me about yourself! Favorite color, favorite food?- He paused. -Do you have a favorite animal? Favorite past time?- Another pause. -Sorry to ask so much, there is just so much I want to know! :)- ===============================================================================   Max blinked at David asking all these things. Wanting to see his work....oh wow, how was he supposed to do that? He sat up and looked around. Surely he could find some shit from the internet...it's not like David fact checks. -yeah, i'll try to send you some pictures sometime.- He typed out a bit more slowly. Then came the entourage of other questions of wanting to get to know him better and he felt uncomfortable suddenly. Frowning he stared down at his lap and tried to think. Ugh, then there was that statement with another insufferable smiley face. -i can't say i put a lot of energy into having favorites. i guess i don't think that hard about it.- His brows furrowed some -if i had to pick some stuff though. i wear a lot of blue....i like pancakes but they have to be the right consistency and with the right amount of syrup and butter.- He glanced over to Mr. Honeynuts smiling face on the other side of the bed. -and i like bears.- -what about you? got any hobbies? guilty pleasures?- Max hummed some. - fantasies?- ===============================================================================   David's eyelids dropped some in a somewhat sleepy pleasure over continuing to talk. He knew that the moment he put the phone down, he wouldn't be able to sleep at all per usual! But staring at the screen had the effect of bringing this very uncommon drowsiness..................it was pleasant nonetheless! -That's one way of looking at it! I find it hard picking favorites seeing as I like so much.- He beamed and tapped his feet at the replies. -You look like a bear kinda fella!- Unintentional reference. David gave a short, quiet laugh and rolled his eyes up before flipping over on his front with his arms over his pillows like a schoolgirl. -Oh, you know. Hiking, camping, planning, singing, playing the guitar..oh I could go on and on- Guilty? Pleasures? -I once ate an entire cake by myself. Does that count? I felt pretty bad about it later.- He stopped typing and was quiet. -What about you?- ===============================================================================   Max had to cover his mouth to stifle a laugh at David's lack of understanding for the comment he made. The guy was such a dope. -and i'd peg you for a bunny sort of guy- He couldn't resist. The list of hobbies were so predictable. It was almost disappointing. Max wasn't sure why he thought he might reveal something to a stranger online that he wouldn't reveal to everyone he comes in contact with. There was no one more transparent than this asshole. -an entire cake? that's actually pretty impressive- Max wasn't entirely prepared to have the question redirected at him. It was a bit harder to come up with answers on the spot than he originally thought. -well i like watching those shitty crime shows that come on late night cable and may enjoy a romcom every now and then- Okay, he probably should stop giving actual answers from himself and make up some. He was starting to blush. -so do you like your campers? i'd imagine that's a rough job- ===============================================================================   -Wow, good guess!! I don't really have a favorite, but I love birds..especially the wood pecker.- He really wasn't trying to say anything with that reply. He really liked wood peckers! -Yeah it was awful. I felt so guilty and I got sick to boot. Greed is an ugly thing sometimes.- David tapped his lips and shook his head just thinking about it. He was very expressive when he was talking through text, which was pointless to be. -I can never watch those. It hurts me to think about people in trouble, but I do love a good romantic comedy.- It was getting very late, wasn't it? -Sure do. It's never easy, but it's totally worth it.- He sunk down deeper and deeper into the cushions, eyes getting droopy. -I really should think of a solution for tomorrow's activity though, seeing as the horse deal is out. It may have slipped out already, and the kids will surely all know about it by now. I can't stand to think of disappointing them further. :(- ===============================================================================   Another laugh came from the boy as David continued just say the worst possible thing. -haha, yeah. my favorite kind of bird is the blue footed booby.- Good to know David had some sort of gluttonous side to him. Though it would've been better if it was like...money or something rather than just fucking cake. Pushing back into the pillows, he had the blanket draped completely over him. -oh uh- Max scratched at his face. This would probably be a good opportunity for him to suggest something that might actually be enjoyable. -you could always fudge it. just call it a free-for-all and have them pick what they want to do. kids love it when they think they have some sort of control over the situation.- ===============================================================================   David squeaked when he realized what kind of joke was being made. He slapped a hand to his head at how stupid it was that he didn't even realize! It made his face go warm in his nose region. -LOL. I was being totally serious, though!- He yawned, flipped over and held the phone up very high over his head with both arms completely stretched. If he kept it like this he wouldn't risk falling asleep! BAM. Right. In the nose. -seefkfhg- -Oops! Dropped the phone!- Finally sitting up, he put his back to the headboard. -Super idea, but you don't know kids like I do. These little devils would take it as permission to wreck the place. I've got some real free spirits in this bunch! Last time I tried something like that, I had to put my hair out..from fire!- ===============================================================================   -i am too.- Max responded, hoping he could get across a tone of 'complete seriousness' over text. He then proceeded to stare at the gibberish that he received in turn and just pushed his face in his hand at the explanation. The touch screen only responds to skin touch so he had to have like........dropped it on his face. What a dimwit. -hands getting sweaty from all that bird talk?- He flipped over on his side as he said this, looking pleased about himself that they were being referred to as little devils. -then just give them the illusion that they have a choice by making them choose from a list of pre-selected activities. as long as they think they have any say they'll be happy. so just make them choose between easy stuff like...canoeing, roasting marshmallows, arts and crafts or dancing...- Why did he suggest dancing? -and try to steer clear of any fire- ===============================================================================   David actually did laugh out loud at the ridiculous teasing question. It was a squeak of a noise that was a bit loud and he quickly had to mask it out of fear he'd wake Gwen on the other side of the wall. -You're a funny guy! LOLx5!!- He tilted his head to the side and pulled his knees up at the suggestions which seemed awfully insightful. This guy must actually know kids somehow. He laughed again at the little addendum added on there a moment later. -Fire comes with the territory, pal.- Looking around, David sighed at his watch sitting on the bedside table and collapsed down into the pillows. -I have had such a good time talking with you. We should do something sometime. Hiking or coffee?- ===============================================================================   Max just stared with a hand to his mouth at the ridiculous shit David typed. Lolx5? Where did he even pick that up from?? He bet David really did laugh out loud. God, he was pathetic. -i'm just playing off of you- Feeling pretty good about himself, he nestled up further into the pillows, actually feeling cozy here. A rare sensation, especially in this cramped shitty little tent. The last comment had his eyes going huge though and he had to clear his throat. That...that would be a hard one to manage. -definitely- Why did he fucking type that? -i mean. when i have a day off. i stay pretty busy and i'm not currently in town right now. i do a lot of traveling but.- Max paused long and hard, glaring at the entrance to his tent. -i should probably call it.- Flopping back onto the thin mattress, he held the phone close enough to his face that the light reflected off his features as he stared for the longest time at the last sentence he wrote out. -i really enjoyed talking to you too :)- Feeling the warmth creep up on his face, he quickly shoved the phone away and huddled over in the blankets, grabbing onto his bear. ===============================================================================   David looked really excited at the definitely, which had his mouth opening in a big beam before he toned it down to an acceptable nod when the mysterious man on the other end added that he was very busy and traveled a lot. -Sounds super exciting. Hopefully your adventures will steer you our old way!- He actually piped this aloud, in a small voice as he often did when typing. "David what the hell are you doing?" Gwen erupted over the wall. "Nothing!" David called melodiously. "Go back to sleep, Gwen!" Tossing the blankets over his head, David beamed at the last bit. Oh, he was pretty cool!! -Goodnight, sleep well!- He put the phone on the bedside table and stared at it for an inappropriate amount of time afterwards. =============================================================================== Max stared at the light, able to see it light up from where he was laying on his side of the bed. The indication that he sent him another message. Of course he had to look at it. Just his continuation of being overly friendly and cheerful. His tongue stuck out slightly. The cool, mysterious thing to do would be to leave it there but...he was compelled dammit! Almost like he didn't want the conversation to end. He found himself thinking too hard on these stupid responses. you too. That was easy enough! Maybe he should add a tilde to it. you too~. No that is way too gay. you too <3? Even gayer. So it ended up just being -YOU TOO- before he pulled the blankets over his head and sighed. ===============================================================================   Of course David immediately grabbed the phone when it lit up again. Okay that was definitely the end of the conversation. He couldn't really reply to that now could he!!! It was a goodbye plain and simple. -You too, squared.- Oh geez, it didn't feel right! He'd just made a new friend and he hadn't even met them!! David flipped on the camera and sent his new friend a selfie with a thumbs up. ===============================================================================   Max glanced up at the beaming blink of light to signify a new message. Reaching out to grab the phone yet again, he opened it up to see the ridiculous little comment that was followed up with....a picture. He clenched his fist as he tried to quell the rage he felt just looking at that sparkly eyed face. Definitely in his bed and cozied up and warm with the moonlight coming through his window. Ughhhh, it was enough to make him sick!! It would have been the perfect moment to be absolutely terrible and reveal it was him by taking a picture of himself flipping off the camera but... Instead he just clutched the phone to his chest and started drifting off, vaguely trying to figure out how he was going to forge selfies and pictures to keep this charade going. ***** Catfishing Continued 3 ***** Max's game of leading David on with this online persona had persisted for a good week and a half. It had his friends starting to side-eye him, taking Max for the kind of person to get easily bored, especially with things like this. All of their talks were so innocent, and every attempt at innuendo just seemed to go over David's head. He certainly did now have an arsenal of information regarding the man. It was good to know your enemy, right? It was pretty telling that Max was texting him every night, making suggestions and comments and seeing if David would reflect them the next day. He himself was doing things like....trying to whittle and mess with clay. Just to see how difficult it was to better give him insight! At least he looked kind of cool carving at wood with a knife. It ended with him getting a gash across his palm. As the back and forth of their game went on, the day to day life of camp didn't. Today they were all swimming at the lake. Everyone was in their bathing suits, the floats were out, it was honestly a perfect day for it. Max sat at the pier, pants and hoodie on, and watched as Nikki played Jaws by biting unsuspecting campers. This led to her then going to catch fish with her bare hands which......she was pretty good at! He made some idle talk with Neil who was swimming by with his wingies on, which definitely added to the list of reasons why this kid got bullied. Everyone else seemed to be in a pretty good mood. A rare sense of tranquility among the campers. =============================================================================== David really HAD been taking everything 'Mason Jar' was saying to heart and it started with trying several camp activities at once and letting the kids pick which one. As with most other plans, this didn't work out in his favor really. These kids were just not your average children and could barely be contained. The plus side was that Max seemed to be on his side a bit and was actually trying some of the activities or swaying his militia of evil brats in the direction of productivity. Seeing as Max was typically the sole reason things went South, the week was better than most. David would still cap off the day by chatting long hours into the night. He'd wake up every morning and shoot Mason a picture of the camp at sunrise too! Though Gwen didn't notice any changes in her co-counselors mood, she did catch on to him spending a lot more time with the phone in his hand. As they supervised the campers swimming today, she brought up her concerns yet again. "Not still talking with that guy, are yah, David?" Gwen shook her head and placed her hands on her hips. "I am telling you that guy isn't right. What kind of person uses a pseudo name like Mason Jar??" David, who was wearing a life vest for preemptive reasons, tried to quell her concerns. "Don't be silly, Gwen! He's a super swell fella, and you'd know that if you talked with him." Gwen crossed her arms and glowered at David's little hand gestures. "Have you even met him?" David beamed, put his hand up and then gave a secondary frown. "Well....................umm..not actually yet. He travels. And has a full time job. But I know we'll-" "Travels AND has a full time job???" Gwen's brows shot up. David's cheeks went pink, green eyes darting side to side. "He's an artist, Gwen." "THAT'S the kinda thing that concerns me. What artist has any money at all, let alone enough to travel. And why does his profile sound like it was made specifically to target you." She pointed. David squeaked and looked defensive. "It's totally a marvelous coincidence!" "OR he's a predator." She uttered, making David's blood pressure rise. Wanting out of this conversation, he quickly jerked away and scanned the horizon for an ample distraction which typically came in the form of Max wrecking something. Only the child wasn't really doing anything "Max." He called nonetheless, and went sauntering out on the dock. "Why aren't you swimming?? Is it your hand? Does it still hurt?" The counselor tried to appear as if this was his full focus and that he couldn't feel Gwen rolling her eyes and throwing up her arms in the background. =============================================================================== Max was conversing with Neil and getting his own backlash on this game of back and forth with David. It was kind of pissing him off, which would be bad news for his friend if he kept it up. "I mean, you're not even sending him screamer videos or asking him to meet up at some restaurant to only have no one show up. Seems pointless." "You don't get it, Neil. I'm garnering information here. The more I know about him, the more I can use against him. Did you know this weirdo has names for his favorite trees on the grounds? What a freak." Neil was peering at him some. "You know, if I didn't now any better, I'd say you had a crush on him." Max went immediately defensive, brows furrowed and hands up. "Wghghkkk. WHAT. How dare you even JOKE about something like that!! There's no one I hate MORE than--" And, as if on cue, here came David behind him to question his lack of swimming. "AUGHk." He turned his head, snarling up at the much taller man. "Ummmm, maybe it's because I don't want to submerge myself in pollution run off and radioactive chemicals. I'm pretty happy with the number of limbs I currently have THANKS." He said with high aggression. =============================================================================== David huffed and crossed his arms over his narrow chest when the boy immediately put on the fireworks in response to him showing up. Usually he would just let it be, as Max wasn't one to get to do anything he didn't want to do. He was still using his 'sweet' voice when he retorted. "I'm not sure you even can swim, Max. It's perfectly fine to admit you need lessons, you know. I could give them to you. It's also okay to admit you're afraid of trying new things!" A few heads were popping up out of the water to watch what was going on, as a stand off between Max and David was always a scene in progress. David persisted. "We have a blue colored life jacket and couple of arm floaters if you need them.~" =============================================================================== Max pushed his hands into the pocket of his hoodie, muttering under his breath as he was still reeling over Neil's comment. David's voice wasn't helping and then, of course, he had to go on and say the worst possible thing! The boy's cheeks went a slight pink, a color he tried to hide by rubbing at his face. "I can swim just FINE. I just prefer not to subject myself to a stagnant pool of shit and piss! That swill is a kidney infection just waiting to happen!!" His persistence had the boy absolutely fuming. But he took a deep swallow of it, gritting his teeth. "You know what, David!" He stood up, standing in front of David as the man didn't tower over him. "Maybe I'd feel better if you got in the water first." With that he gave him a hard shove towards the edge of the rickety pier. =============================================================================== David barely kept his footing when Max gave him a good hard shove. His lanky legs wavered and he took several steps backwards where he teetered very near the edge. It wasn't like he'd be in any kind of trouble even if he did fall in, except that he uncharacteristically had his phone in his pocket. "Wwhhhhh-" Regaining his footing, he took a deep breath and huffed. "Now that wasn't very nice at all!" The other campers were getting into it and egging the two of them on very inappropriately. "OOOhHhh Max is scared of the watterrrr." "Push em again Max!!!" As David briefly struggled with the dilemma of what the appropriate action would be next, Nurf made the choice for him by chucking that fish, the one caught by Nikki, at the side of Max's head. =============================================================================== Max looked disappointed when David didn't fall right in, hands up and this harsh glare on him and his shoulders all risen up. "Yeah well, in case you haven't figured it out by now I'm not very nice." Though he didn't accomplish what the goal there, it sure felt great to aggressively put his hands on David. The Ooh's and cries from the water had him staring daggers at the campers. The force of a fucking fish hitting his head with an unreasonable force of power actually staggered his stance. "Son of a BITCH-" He went toppling forward, trying to snatch onto David for leverage. One wrong step caused a piece of the pier to splinter and break though and he was knocked back into the water. He TRIED keep hold of David's shirt, since he didn't want to go down alone dammit! He made an impressive splash into the water and after some frantic splashing, sank right to the bottom. =============================================================================== David threw his hands up to his face in shock of the random fish attack, and only had a split second later to brace himself before Max came stumbling forward to drag him down. They probably should have replaced these soggy old docks years ago! Thankfully it wasn't far to fall, and David had more trouble scrambling around the splinters of driftwood than he did staying afloat. He came up splashing and spluttering as the rest of the dock drifted off in various directions. "Ee-everyone okay?! K-kids!? SPfhf-" He heard the end of something Space Kid was saying: "Justtt like a rockkkkk." Splashing around back and forth, David looked right and left for Max. "M-max!? Darnit, he really can't swim!" The counselor tried to dunk under several times before realizing his life jacket kept bobbing him back up. He finally got enough sense to pop out of it before heading down into the muddy, slimy lake bottom to look for Max. It was disturbingly dark down here, but he snagged his hand on a hoody and jerked the boy up into his arms..upside down, before heading back for the surface. They were both covered in black, nasty lake weed and mud. David splashed towards the shore, gasping and wheezing, where Gwen was already gathering up the rest of the kids. ===============================================================================   All the kids made sure to give a wide girth as the two of them went splashing into the water. Everyone's attention was narrowed in and when Max didn't bounce right back up, they kind of stared in that stupid kid way of not knowing what they were supposed to do. "HUH" Came one of the voices. "Guess he really couldn't swim!" Max was in the midst of panicking here under all the murky water. He couldn't figure which way was up or down or how he should move his arms or to even probably inflate his lungs. He just couldn't stay afloat!! The lake water burned his eyes and it was so fucking dark down here. This was it. This was how he was going to die. Carrion for whatever the fuck mutant monster lives in these waters. He was trying to hold his breath for as long as he can, but the panic was making him hyperventilate. There was the distant sensation of his clothes being snatched, and he couldn't tell if he was blacking out or if it was just that dark under the water. There was movement and this disorienting sensation. He was too stunned to immediately respond in the open air. "WHOAAaaa. Is he dead??" "Don't worry!! I can cast necromancy....he can't make his own rolls or anything, but it would be awesome to have an underling." ===============================================================================   David was shoving his way through all the soaking wet kids, and Max's friends who would surely be beside themselves! No one was really that concerned that the boy was dead, obviously. They rarely thought that far ahead. "Oo-out of the way please, give us some room, kids!! MAX." David discarded the boy down on the grass and anchored both arms either side of him in a panic. The counselor was dripping wet from every angle and his face was streaked with a black line from the dark muddy waters. His bright green eyes beamed right through the mess though. He shook Max and pushed on his chest to test if he was breathing on his own or blocked off. "Max?! Wake up there buddy, c'mon!!" Right, CPR! He was positively trained for this and immediately shoved his mouth down on the boy's; exhaling into him.     =============================================================================== Everyone was all too eager to crowd around and watch this. Of course no one thought he was really dead, there was enough time spent here for them all to be convinced they were invincible. It didn't stop this from being a great show. Neil and Nikki were close by, Neil looking far more concerned. Max was a soaked mess, clothes grimy from the sediment in the water and just barely conscious. He didn't breathe in a great deal of water, but it was enough to see black. Everyone was in a circle, watching with mouths slightly agape as David tried to bring him to. Then came the moment of mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and everyone was stunned! It took maybe two tries when Max's vision started coming to view, just a bleary mess of colors. There was the distinct weight of someone over him, and the sensation of the ground beneath him. He could feel the water in his chest start to dislodge and at first he thought he was dreaming. But the moment he garnered enough self-awareness to what was happening his eyes shot open wide and hands came up with a hard shove and he YELLED. "W-WHWHghkk!?!!" Flipping over, he commenced to spit up all the disgusting lake water he managed to ingest in a horrible wretching fit. Everyone proceeded to applaud. "The kiss of life!!" Swooned Preston, prompting some laughter. So eager to go back to teases once things seemed to be in the clear. =============================================================================== David was honestly starting to panic the moment Max didn't immediately punch him in the face upon the first millisecond of going in for this. It definitely reignited his resolve and he pushed hard on the boys chest several times with a continued insistence for the kid to wake up. Gwen looked mortified, but was trying to keep everyone back out of the way. David went in for round two. Everything smelled like mud, fish and old lake water and he was barely aware of the cold chill setting on his shoulders from these soaked clothes. He breathed hard into Max again, then performed compression before going in a third time- He didn't quite get there and got a relieving SHOVE to the face. "OH thank goodness-" David slumped back on his heels among the cheers and jeers. With David out of breath and worse for wear, it fell to Gwen to round everyone up. "Everyone, back to camp! Chop chop!" She clapped over and over, trying to clear things out. "This is why it's important for everyone to go through proper swimming safety exercises." David wobbled to his feet and tried to help Max up. "Y-you alright?"   =============================================================================== Max was more dizzy than he'd ever been in his life. Soaked to the fucking bone, smelling like fish, and unable to stop coughing! He'd be screaming if it wasn't for that. He tried his best NOT to look at his rescuer as Neil and Nikki showed their excitement that lived. "Ughghhhh FUCK OFF!!" He yelled out between another fit of hacking. Wiping at his face, he felt he got his lungs clear in any case and was now dealing with the fact that David had just put his mouth on his. He was shuddering all over. And everyone fucking saw it!!!! "I'm as fine as I can be for a half-drowned kid who just-" He snapped, unable to even finish the sentence! He couldn't say it out loud. He got up on his own wobbly feet and refused David's offer to help. Eyes locked to the ground and his arms wrapped around himself. He looked slightly mortified. "You couldn't have just DROPPED it!!" He scowled in reference to David's pestering him about not swimming in the first place. So completely humiliating. "Now I'm going to smell like like chemicals and fish meat for a week! I swear to God, David, if I get an infection or grow another arm I'm suing!!" He was coughing again, needing to go sit down. David put his hand up and just shook his head in exhaustion as Max threw a scene that at least assured him the boy was perfectly alright. The problem was that he felt bad for pushing it and nearly making him drown!! =============================================================================== "Maxxxxx, Don't- I didn't mean-" He lamented as he winced at the treats and hand motions as if sure he was going to get actually hit. Wouldn't be the first time! Gwen came over to get between them just in case things got violent. That CPR thing was a particularly huge slight on the young man and she wouldn't put it past him to attack. She wanted to make sure David didn't insist on apologizing right now which is clearly what he was about to do. "Let em go, David. You did good...y'know. Except for the whole winding up in the water in the first place." She patted her drenched partner, then scrunched her nose. "And please go get a shower." David reached into his pocket and pulled out his water logged phone with a small lamenting squeak. "I'll get the rice........." Gwen took it, and ushered David off. ============================================================================== David put his hand up and just shook his head in exhaustion as Max threw a scene that at least assured him the boy was perfectly alright. The problem was that he felt bad for pushing it and nearly making him drown!! "Maxxxxx, Don't- I didn't mean-" He lamented as he winced at the treats and hand motions as if sure he was going to get actually hit. Wouldn't be the first time! Gwen came over to get between them just in case things got violent. That CPR thing was a particularly huge slight on the young man and she wouldn't put it past him to attack. She wanted to make sure David didn't insist on apologizing right now which is clearly what he was about to do. "Let em go, David. You did good...y'know. Except for the whole winding up in the water in the first place." She patted her drenched partner, then scrunched her nose. "And please go get a shower." David reached into his pocket and pulled out his water logged phone with a small lamenting squeak. "I'll get the rice........." Gwen took it, and ushered David off. =============================================================================== ==============================================================================             ***** Catfishing Continued 4 ***** Chapter Summary Max takes the game a little too far....... It was going to take a moment to wash all this grime away and find some new clothes. He should have known better to wear his normal uniform to swim time. Gwen was in charge of fixing the phone while David was dealing with getting the mud and catfish excrement out of his ears. Thankfully she was well experienced with this thing, and no it wasn't because she was guilty of dropping hers in the toilet every few weeks! She stalked off to make sure the camp was in order, and by the time she got back and everyone was having dinner, the phone was up and running again. Time to do a little snooping in the name of being a concerned friend! Switching it on, she put in his password, which he STILL hadn't changed from the time Max had stolen it. Ridiculous man. Sitting down with a beer, Gwen flipped through the profile. She really should use better judgment but it wouldn't hurt! =============================================================================== Max was now thoroughly pissed off, and looked very much like he was going to just throttle David if he was going to make the wrong move here. Gwen was smart enough to break it off between them and he went trudging back to his tent. He could already feel the eyes and hear the laughter from the other campers. Neil and Nikki tried to console him, but he was feeling far too vulnerable to accept any sort of help. Removing his sopping wet hoodie, Max realized he completely forgot he had the phone in his hoodie and in the ruckus he had completely lost it!! A groan escaped him, imagining the device in the bottom of that fucking lake. Goddammit!!!! Silently screaming, it would seem not only did he get utterly humiliated but he also wasn't going to receive any kind of satisfaction from fucking with David. Sitting down on the floor, still in his wet shirt and pants, Max just continued to brood. Staring at the far wall of the tent though, he let himself consider the situation. Maybe it wasn't a total failure. As much as he would love to switch the flip and have 'Mason' suddenly be a total fucking asshole...maybe him just falling completely off the face of the Earth would be just as devastating. =============================================================================== wen was working on a gob of chewing gum as she sifted around the phone with her brows furrowed. She then reached in her pocket and fished out another waterlogged phone that had washed up from the disaster. It was a pretty beat up thing but she recognized it from the old 'lost and found' stash. Oh no. Flipping it up, she tried the '1234' combination. Nothing. Exhaling in a restrained way, she tried '6666'. DING. "Oh fuck no................." Stashing this to herself, Gwen let her partner get fully dressed as she went storming off through the camp in search of that dreadful little brat. It wasn't going to be the BEST time to deal with this but dammit was she ever going to deal with it. She got lucky too, seeing as Max was still sulking in his tent while his friends went to get dinner. She showed herself in and snapped the door closed behind her. "Max, You wanna explain something to me???????" Gwen bared her teeth and cut right to the chase with the offending phone in her hand. ===============================================================================   Max had finally put on dry clothes and tried to figure out how he was supposed to face everyone. Obviously he had to act like it was no big deal and that nothing had happened! He was barely even conscious for it!! And....ughhhh "How dare that bastard save my life." He muttered, trying to work himself up to showing himself. These dimwits had attention spans the length of bread ties. All he had to do was start a fight between someone and they'd forget. Just as he was heading out, he got an unexpected visitor from one of counselors. Staring wide-eyed at her, Max stared at her fierce face and then the phone in her hand. Oh!! Hey! He didn't react though. "Explain what? A shitty old phone? Who the hell said you could come in here anyway??" ===============================================================================   Gwen heaved this offended noise of rage as the kid immediately acted suave about the whole thing. "A shitty old phone that fell out of your shitty old pocket!!" She was absolutely beside herself, which made it a little hard for her to be productive here. "HOW could you DO this to him, Max!?" Gwen lamented with both hands pulling through her hair so that it stood up on both sides when she let go. She stamped her foot and looked to the tent roof which her face was nearly flat against due to her height. "He LIKES this guy, and y-y-you! YOU-" Gwen pointed a shaking finger. She wasn't going to play along with his charade of pretending he had no idea what was going on. He'd give it up surely. "Y-y-ou are one fucked up little biddy! I can not believe you. W-what did you even hope to gain??" Gwen's voice squeaked, in such disbelief of this scenario. =============================================================================== Max gave this offended look, all falsely taken aback with a hand over his chest over the 'accusation'. "I don't know WHAT you're even talking about. I haven't had access to modern technology since coming to this fucking hell hole." He just frowned hard at her when she continued, lip tightening. "He does?" His head tilted some before he quickly shook his head and pulled himself back in here. He was supposed to be playing dumb! "I mean- you're just basically shouting gibberish to me! How can you even prove that's my phone? EVERYONE was at the lake today." Wow, Gwen sure was upset. "What do you even care, anyway??" He wasn't going to convince her of course. It would be too easy if both of the counselors were gullible morons. "I'm teaching him a lesson." He went to make a grab at the phone. "You can't trust anyone, love isn't real, and at the end of the day he has to accept that he's going to be alone and insecure for the rest of his life!" ===============================================================================   Gwen knew that the boy was capable of many things and she wasn't quite sure that one of those many things wasn't murder, but this seemed cruel even for him! Well, no actually.....if she really thought about it, she should have predicted this from a mile away because this was definitely up his alley. "YOU are a monster." Gwen shuddered with her lip curled, nose scrunched and eyes leering. "The only one who is going to be alone and insecure the rest of his life is you. And you deserve it! AH AH-" She jerked the phone up. "I'm putting an end to this RIGHT now. And after I do, this is staying between us. FOREVER. You hear me!?" Gwen switched on the phone and started typing furiously. ===============================================================================   "HEY!! I'm only retaliating against the forces driving me!! You can't blame me! I'm just a product of the environment I'm being subjected to! How can you look at that guy and say you don't want him knocked down a few hundred pegs??" Max grunted at Gwen keeping the phone out of his reach, having to do a little jump for it. "Hey. HEY. HEY!! What the hell are you typing?? Let me see that!!" He started pulling at Gwen's shirt, trying to climb her. "You're going to ruin everything I built up! I swear to fuck, I will shatter his entire world if you don't stop!" Except he planned on doing that anyway. ===============================================================================   "I'm sorry but I've met someone ELSE and it's serious. You are a great guy and we aren't right for eachother-" Gwen was reading aloud in a sharp tone as she was typing and shoved at Max with her knee through all the jumping and tugging. She didn't quite finish typing before she stopped to scowl at the boy upon this threat. "God, what did you tell him?? What did he tell you???" Her ears went hot, heat which she had to physically shake off. Flustered by being threatened in such a demonic way by such a diminutive figure, Gwen felt ill that it was almost working. "He is never to hear a word of this. You hear me Max????" She snatched him by the collar and jerked him up completely off the ground. She was all snarling, dead serious, teeth bared. "You don't get to fuck with him like that." Dropping Max roughly, she held the phone stiffly out to him- Before throwing it as hard as she could onto the ground between them and stomping on it over and over. ===============================================================================   "Trust me when I say nothing THAT condemning!! I haven't told him fucking anything!!!" Max insisted, getting louder and louder. The sudden snatch of his collar and being pulled up in this manner did have him shutting up and he stared with his brows raised at the intensity of Gwen's words. With his breath held, he clenched his teeth as she made herself crystal clear. "You don't fucking control me. I'll do whatever the hell I can to make it so I can MANAGE through this place." He stepped back upon being deposited so roughly onto the floor, brushing off his front and giving this angry 'that's RIGHT' look when the phone was held out to him. To only watched as he crushed into the floor!!! "HEY!! WHAT THE FUCK, MAN!" He held his hands up and then huffed, folding his arms across his chest. No. NOOPE. He wasn't losing. "Pffhh, good fucking job. That wasn't even my phone. I found it in the confiscation box. Good luck explaining that come the end of summer." ===============================================================================   wen honestly couldn't believe anyone could be THIS evil, but they were dealing with the worst crowd of kids they'd ever had before. She owed most of that to Max specifically! "MANAGE?? David's the only one vouching for you even staying here! I've been trying to get you thrown out all Summer-" Gwen finished with a jerky noise as she realized that was NOT going to be helpful to say. She tried to reiterate by jabbing a finger into his chest hard enough to push him backwards. She didn't usually believe in these kind of thoughts but dammit Max gave her no choice! "All he ever does is be nice to you. He doesn't deserve to be treated that way. Not a Goddamned word." She hissed before going bright red when Max reminded her where the phone came from. Huffing and steaming, Gwen stomped off backwards with her eyes fiercely fixed on Max. She probably should have taken the phone pieces with her. David was currently blissfully oblivious to the goings on and had changed into a fresh new, identical outfit to his old one. His old t-shirt was still looking pretty icky, unfortunately. He found his phone in the kitchen area sitting in the rice still and made a gleeful noise that it seemed to be working. "Marvelous!" Utterly compelled, he shot Mason a message. -So it turns out the lake DOES have a bottom to it! XD- ===============================================================================   There was a millisecond of Max making a face that wasn't a sneer or a scowl when Gwen pointed out that David was the only one who vouched for him and wanted him around. Of course the comment just had the boy folding his arms. "SEE, so he IS the whole reason I'm fucking trapped here!" Max squeezed his eyes and leered right back at her. He refused to break eye contact, just watching as she stomped backwards and back outside. With a huff of a noise he leaned down to collect the phone pieces, looking down at them with a most displeased look about himself. Placing all the pieces into his hoodie, he made his brooding way to the mess hall to join his friends at the table. No talk of what happened today was going to take place and David would have to with not getting an immediate response from Mason; Which would be unusual as he always responded within a ten minute time frame. Max, in the meantime, tried to coerce Neil into fixing the device. Said it got broken when he fell at the pier. ===============================================================================   David kept checking his phone the rest of the day but there was nothing, not even that message from Gwen that she'd not completely finished. She was being a little odd to him today, but he brushed it off very easily to the events at the pier. As they finished up cleaning up from dinner, David was concerned to find that his message was still left unanswered. "Oh well. He's probably busy!" He cheerily said to himself, before suddenly realizing that he had NO other way of contacting his new friend except this app! What if something happened to him?? Something exciting and dangerous? Night rolled around and still no reply. They had campfire stories where the kids mostly wanted to talk about Max drowning. What did it feel like to be dead? Was he dead long? Were their angels or demons? Story time was derailed when the two 'magic kids' got into a battle of throwing different colored dyes into the flames. David kept checking his phone and sighing at the lack of reply. He shot the guy a picture of the fire with a ridiculous: -Wish you were here!- Maybe a bit more ominous than intended................   =============================================================================== Max had to brace himself and DEAL with the shit from the campers for the rest of the day. So many shitty questions!! "God, shutup." he'd bemoan. "My only regret is that I didn't actually die." "FUCK OFF!!" The magic duel happening caused the fire to change colors and burst into various embers, which was soundly distracting enough. Max was standing to the side some, never fully in with the group and with his friends tagging along with him. He seemed smug with how David was staring so hard at his phone. It was frustrating that he couldn't see what messages he was typing!! "Still thinking about how he tastes, huh?" Nikki asked, which resulted in her getting her arm grabbed and squeezed. "Do you want to taste the Earth, Nikki??" She nodded in an eagerness. "THAT'S MY FAVORITE!" At some point Neil arrived to present Ta Da!!! A fixed phone. "Holy shit, Neil. I can't believe you managed." "Oh it wasn't too hard-" Before he had a chance to brag about his scientific prowess, Max was blocking him out and pulling up the app, getting mad that the phone didn't act as fast as his fingers. There were a string of messages from David, unable to help himself from reading them all. He looked up over at the man sitting at the glow of the fire and he was met with the mental image of him looming over him for the hundredth time today. Then Gwen's threats..... Max chewed on his lip. -i could be there- He took in a deep breath. -how about we meet up tonight?- =============================================================================== avid nearly dropped his phone in the fire when his screen lit up with a return message. He had to quickly hide it to make sure Gwen didn't notice because he didn't want her worrying. Good thing she was busy trying to stop Nerris from chucking more mysterious things into the fire. The counselor took a step out of the ring and slipped up behind one of the trees which he braced his back to for support. His heart thumped faster as he saw the two replies to all his rambling 'how have you been?' 'you're probably busy' and 'hope you had a good day!'. David's eyes widened at the sudden implications. -Tonight!? But it's so late! You're in town finally!?- He barely waited a second before adding. -Actually, that'd be so great! Where did you want to meet up?- Usually, he'd tell Gwen. She'd made him promise he wouldn't run off with anyone he'd never met before to some strange place without telling her- But.....earlier she'd been so adamant about NOT having anything to do with this guy. David meekly retreated off back to the office. =============================================================================== Max looked up and felt pretty pleased to watch David's reaction in real time. He always thought David replied pretty damned fast, but it seemed that there was a lag out here....and even with that he was so prompt. -yep- -i was thinking i could come swing by the camp. i'm not far- -how about at the front gate?- Max felt his own heart pounding. His friends immediately noticed what was going on and suspicious stares were given. "Okay, what did you just tell him?" "Don't worry about it." Max waved them off. He knew they were getting tired of how weird he'd been acting ever since he started this phone prank. Looking up at the fire, he watched Gwen trying to defuse the situation with the kids, making sure she was distracted. =============================================================================== David emitted a little giddy noise. The camp gate was well within safe proximity to help if the guy WAS a serial killer like Gwen implied (he wasn't worried). -I'll be there, friend!- He shipped off quickly to double back to the office and make sure he looked acceptable. Why did he need to look acceptable? It wasn't as if this was an official date! But he was going to get to meet the mysterious, funny guy he'd been talking to all week!! David dug up some old, dusty jeans and tried to make them look acceptable as he tossed on a non themed t-shirt. It didn't feel fancy enough for a date, BUT it wasn't officially one. It took him all of ten minutes to wind up at the Camp Gate, where he lit up the busted old lanterns and waited for sign of a car. The sun had long since set over the mountains and the stars were out in full force. David took a deep breath of the cool, fresh air and tried to still the giddy noises coming out of him. =============================================================================== ax pocketed the phone and the both of his friends noted the look in his eye. He told them that he was calling it for a day, despite their inquiries. "I've had a long day of nearly drowning to death, so please excuse me." There wasn't really any wiggle room with the boy, so they let him head off. Sneaking off, Max made his way through the trees to avoid being caught on the trail. It was dark out. There were crickets chirping and frogs croaking in the lake. The stars were out and shining all bright and glowy. It was a perfectly romantic night. Poor David. He took a hiding spot behind one of the trees, peering around it to find David standing there. His fingers dug into the bark as he looked on at the outfit he was wearing. He was wearing JEANS!!! He pushed his forehead into the tree and bared his teeth, having to silence his grunts of frustration. There was so much excitement on his face. Kneeling some, Max made sure to have him wait for a good while. Long enough to where you'd start assuming that your guest was tied up at a traffic light or maybe misjudged how long it would get across town. He came walking out of the woods, hands in his pockets as he stepped into view. He gave David a good once over. "What are you out here for?" His face was unreadable. "Waiting for someone?" =============================================================================== David started to calm down as the moments drug into minutes and the minutes drug into half an hour. He wasn't worried at first, as it was really difficult to get all the way out here! He did pull up the phone and check it to make sure there were no messages and shot Mason one despite not wanting to seem worried. -Not easy getting up that Mountain, eh?- He leaned on the gate and watched the road down below in silence. He could have stayed like this for a good two hours if given the time- The shuffling from the woods made him yelp, and Max appearing was even worse than the shuffling. David tugged at his collar out of fear his guest would show up with Max around. Ironic. "Max?? Wh- Following me again?" He shifted on his beat up old shoes and gripped his phone. "Actually I am waiting for a friend." David explained. "You should be heading back off to bed. Curfew, y'know!" =============================================================================== Max just stared at David now that he had a better view of him in the light. It was...actually the first time he really gave a hard look at him since the lake incident. He was still so frazzled over it despite not going to tell anyone or give any indication he was! Rubbing the back of his fluffy head he looked out into the dark horizon, ignoring David asking if he was following him. "What's with the getup? I've never seen you wear anything other than shorts." Max let out a low noise when he said he was waiting for a friend. He really had no fucking idea. "A friend, huh? Would it happen to be the same friend you've been drooling all over your phone for?" He brought out his own phone, tilting down at it. -seriously though. jeans? not that bad of a look.- Max stared back up at him, making eye contact as he hit the send button. =============================================================================== "Wwh-.........well these are, um, old." He patted at the jeans with sudden self consciousness that they might be too much. "Can't just have one pair of shorts forever....especially when hiking where there are chiggers and such-.........................." He kept his phone gripped tightly within his fist and thumbed at the side of it meekly as Max grumbled at and brought up the 'friend you've been drooling all over' comment. "Ffah, now I'm certain you have no clue what you're talking abou-" His phone buzzed, vibrating in his hand. Eyes widened with an anxious thrum setting in his chest as he'd just been watching Max type something out. Looking down, he emitted a short, shrill noise as if he was holding a SNAKE when he read the message. "W-wuaht?" It was that choked little noise he made when he knew the answer. David gawped with brows furrowing up as he held the phone up before him so he could look from it, to Max, to it, to Max. "T-tthis is. You highjacked Mason's account? You stole his phone???? Y-yo-you-" His face was going colors, starting around his nose and blistering out to his ears, up his brow and down to his chin. He was also taking a few steps backwards, as if revving himself up into retreat mode. =============================================================================== Max watched David with this expectant stare when he started playing the ignorance game. Max's arms folded and he gave this coy smirk when the counselor's eyes went so fucking wide and looked so decidedly freaked the hell out. "That's right, I-" Max blinked and stared when David's first conclusion was that he hi-jacked the account. A frustrated noise roared from him and he squared off his stance, pointing at the phone. "NO, you idiot!! I've been Mason this WHOLE TIME! Why do you think he didn't message you back ALL DAY after I nearly drowned earlier??" He could see David going colors and when he stepped back, Max stepped forward. "Like, come on, David. You couldn't have seriously thought that someone this cool wanted to actually be your friend??" =============================================================================== This was a bit too much for poor David, as the concept that anyone would have this much dedication to such a mean trick was far beyond his capability for understanding. He still wasn't completely registering that it was just a trick!! He gasped and threw a hand over his mouth with a flinch when Max yelled that it had been HIM the whole time. This crack of a whine escaped his throat. "B-b-b-bb-b-b-ut-" He couldn't even form words through the steady stream of blubbering that was threatening its way up. "Ww-wwhy would you d-doo something like that!? W-wwhy are you ss-s-ss-so MEAN?" David dropped his phone and threw both hands over his face with a shrill, pathetic sob. The last little slap in the face was enough to make him choke back the pitiful blubbering long enough to escape off to the left of the gate. Maybe it was really childish to run away from a problem, but it seemed the only possible solution right now! He didn't really get far, but was well off the trail and in a clearing in moments where he was clinging to one of the trees and whimpering. =============================================================================== Max gave one of his dastardly evil fucking grins as he saw the cracks in David's exterior begin to show through. That low whine and then the steady bubbling of a sob. "SOMEONE'S gotta teach you, David. Before you actually fall into the hands of an actual serial killer. Like SERIOUSLY. Did you read some of the shit I wrote? God, every day you prove how much more of an idiot you are." The sudden shrill noise of a sob had Max kind of startled, watching as David just dropped his phone and start to flee. That's weird. Why didn't he feel that deep seated satisfaction of a job well done? Walking over, Max went to pick up the phone and look at the screen. Maybe he cut off the game too soon? Brows furrowed forward and he went following after him, not about to have gone all through this to just have David run from him! "Oh God.....don't tell me." Max's voice rang like a dreadful bell. "Did you like.....actually LIKE him?" =============================================================================== David was utterly devastated, obviously. He'd fallen straight head over into the trap and STILL couldn't process that Mason was fake. He couldn't stand the thought of being subject this torment even a second longer, so he had to get the hell out of here! Max found him pretty quickly, those footsteps ringing so loudly in the grit of the dirt. David whimpered and sunk to the base of the tree with his knees up and his arms draped over his head. "Aaa-a-aas a matter of fact, I DID!!" He snapped out, eyes full and overflowing with copious tears. "I liked him a LOT!! H-h-he ww-as nice to me and al-always wanted to tt-ttalk- OH AGH I'm gonna be sick-" David burrowed his head into his arms and then buried his face into his knees to try and appear as small as possible and as little a target as possible. "Ss-stop it Max!! Just leave me alone!" He snapped in more aggressive, less tolerant tones. =============================================================================== Max continued to insist on being cruel, hands clasping together in that false 'pity' pose. "Oh, this is just pathetic, David. Even for you. There's no telling what I could've convinced you of!" The boy did actually go silent when David so defensively snapped that he DID like him. Like, actually outwardly admitted that after finding out the guy wasn't even real. Standing there, he felt a breeze blow a little too cold against him and he refused to hear Gwen's voice in the back of his head. Brows furrowed at David huddling down into a pitiful sobbing mess and he was trying to figure out what he was missing here. It didn't feel...right. "Hey, I was just trying to show you love is bullshit!!! Anyone can pretend to be nice and like they're into you!! Even ME? W-who fucking hates you!!?" He swallowed, feeling his cheeks warming some. "A-and...er..erghk....you make it so easy to talk to, you know? So damn agreeable, like....hahaha. Most of the things I told you were my interests and you still fell for him? How weak is that...." The aggression dwindled some. =============================================================================== David shook his head over and over again as if this would shake Max off. He covered either of his ears and clenched his eyes tightly shut as tears continued to stream over. He shivered and trembled in visible agony when the boy persisted to degrade him for caring about someone fake so easily and willingly. The icing on the cake was reminding him that he HATED him and that he was able to convince him to like Mason when Max hated him. David cringed as his knees became quickly drenched with tears. "T-tthi-this is the wor-worst. This is the worst thing you've ever done to me!" David snapped in accusatory tones that were half broken and cracked in high pitches of crying. Max was far too close to him now, and kind of towering to be honest even in his small stature. Sniffling and whimpering, he tried choking back all the tears and wiping them away with his palms. His eyes were blood shot, nose was draining and cheeks were streaked with fluid. "Gg-get away from me, Max.................I h-hoope y-y-you're happy-" He sputtered and stuttered it before ending with a 'spit' on 'happy'. So embarrassed and vulnerable.   =============================================================================== Max stood over him, just watching as David continued to snivel and sob, getting tears all over his nicely picked out pants and getting them damp at the knees. David snapping back rekindled some more aggression, getting embarrassed that he was slipping. That he was feeling bad. "Well I would definitely consider that a point in my corner!" Max said, a great deal of force behind his voice. "You've only brought this upon yourself, David. For every insistent smile and happy tune and ridiculous trot across the camp!!" Hands went to grip at the counselor's shirt, pushing him into the tree. His heart raced some at having his hands on the man. "If you think this is the worst thing I've ever done to you, then just you wait! I now have an arsenal of adorable selfies and know almost every single one of your favorite things!" That probably wouldn't sound very threatening if he wasn't using his 'I'm threatening you' voice. "I won't be happy until I've sucked every last bit of joy from you!" He growled, sounding kind of manic and his face pinkening as he got so close. "I won't rest, I won't sleep, I won't eat until-" He was practically gasping now before every roiling bit of denial and misplaced rage furled into the single action of him pressing his mouth against David's, cornering him against the tree. =============================================================================== David kept shielding himself as if in complete horror of how cruel the boy was being. He really was a baby to fall so to such a smaller, younger person, but Max was just the embodiment of aggression, evil and power. He was the complete opposite himself!! He couldn't stand up to him when he was like this! The man gasped this choked noise and looked up wide-eyed as Max snatched him and pushed him into the rough exterior of the oak behind him. His brows furrowed up and eyes blinked hard at the continuous flood of tears filling them. "Maxx-" David whined in pleading of the anxiousness the boy was causing him. His voice came out meek and half choked. "Y-you ar-e actually ss-caring me-" Some of the madness coming out of the boy's mouth made absolutely no sense, all leading up to this rough, direct kiss. David stiffened his back flat into the tree behind him and stared forward with green eyes so wide and blood stricken. He couldn't move his mouth, it was shivering and his brows were completely upturned. He was utterly stunned. The tirade of cruel behavior, the picking and snapping and mean behavior........ It all made. Sense. Suddenly. David was icy cold and pale. The split second he even got a moment to breathe, his cracked voice just sputtered out. "Max, I am WAY too old for you!" =============================================================================== Max all but roared "You BETTER be scared!" The lead up to this point was not exactly in his plans. It was an unfortunate result from the build up of the past week of playing in this strange fantasy of 'wooing' David through this internet persona. The plan was to completely crush his view of reality but... Maybe he really did want David to actually like him? But he couldn't ACTUALLY like him. It was...complicated. Everything around him was static when he had his mouth pressed against him. He could feel the warmth radiating off his face and the wetness of his cheeks. He didn't really get to experience the touch of them when he was half-conscious. It took him a fairly long amount of time to process what he just did, David's voice jarring him. He inched back, a hand quickly coming up to his mouth and this immediate look of regret upon him. Eyes stared down in this horrified 'what have I done?' look. He was pretty sure he had this buried into the furthest confines of his mind! "GHGhkk. SHUT UP, DAVID." He snapped, pushing him into the tree again as he tried to catch his breath. It was suddenly extremely warm out here. "That's not......th...That's not what I meant to do." =============================================================================== avid cringed back at the roaring demand. He felt pretty desperately small right now. He was left sniffling audibly as Max took a moment just to look devastated by his own poor choices and lack of self control. He'd made a mistake and there was no going back on this kind of mistake now that the cat was out of the bag! Another tear dripped down his freckled face as he clenched his eyes closed. Still sniffling, he tried to reign it all in but his voice didn't really have the gusto for it. "Ww-well, it's...it's perfectly okay that you've................that you've figured out............" He sniffled again, keeping his hands in the dirt either side of him. "Wh-at your...f-fixation was all about. I think you're making...a l...lot of progress here." David reached up to push his fingers over his own mouth in continued confusion over it nonetheless. =============================================================================== Max looked confused, like this didn't even occur to him! That he truly was this repressed. He slightly bent down in front of the counselor, face warm and brows knit as the sounds of the forest ruminated on all sides. When he snapped his line of vision back forward he was met with David's weepy face. "W-wha...you don't know what you're talking about! This isn't what it's about!!" Max insisted. This devastated look came over him when David continued. He was so...weirdly nonchalant about it? Why wasn't he more horrified? "A..aren't you fucking mortified? I mean-...." Max breathed hard through his nose, eyelids lowering as he stayed uncomfortably close to the older man's face. His hands were still tight against his shirt, and he really wasn't giving the either of them room to breathe. Well, he'd already gone this far. Max went to kiss him just one more time. To see if he could figure out what compelled him to do it the first time. Fearing rejection, he pinned his hands hard into David's shoulders and forced his head to tilt back in turn with his advances. It caused him to slip into his lap some, just to accomplish the right posture. =============================================================================== David was mortified!!! But this was less terrible that Max hated him, right?? Like, really, truly hated him!? His voice cracked as he very meekly shook his head side to side as if afraid of saying the wrong thing entirely. "Max, it's okay to f-feel things about people when you think you aren't supposed to o-o-or someon-one told you y-you weren't-ss" He was talking about being gay, not about THIS. The return of the kiss had him balking and raising his wobbly, lanky arms to retaliate or to get a word in. He squeaked, grappled Max about the shoulders and tried pulling him off or just away long enough to speak. "NFfuP M-max max listen!!" David bumped the back of his head on the tree and had to really put some force in to get Max off as they slid down the base of it further onto the ground. His voice was far more forceful this time, with some sniffling mixed in. "MPFH- I-I-I'm sorry, Max! B-but it's just not right!" He held Max out at arms length as he wriggled up so his back was once again to the tree. Green eyes were huge and sorrowful and his lower lip was all pouted. "Y-y-your little a-and someday you're gonna find a guy who is real swell and who likes you, b-but-" =============================================================================== David's attempt to talk to him about how his feelings were okay and natural was all the more reason to do things to keep him from saying anything!! He took in a deep breath through his nose as he felt David fidgeting against him, those limbs coming up to try and hold him off. It wasn't an overtly valiant effort. He got one more angry kiss in there before he was pulled away. He was laying forward on his front on top of David as they slipped down, his eyes squeezed into a leer of disapproval. "The last thing I need is you telling me how fucked up it is. Like I don't know." Max hated being reminded that he was smaller than him and he gripped his hands about David's forearms as he was kept at bay. "F-fuck that! That's NOT what I want!!" Max insisted, growing more flushed by the second. "UGHhHhhh, there is no possible way you could get it!" He struggled about some before falling kind of slack against him, groaning in momentary defeat. "Just...FORGET it." He pressed his forehead into David's shoulder, fists clenching against his belly. This was such a bad joke. He pushed down on him, getting up and pulling at the edge of his hoodie to make sure it hung past his thighs. "Here's your dumb phone back." He tossed the said device at him and turned away to leave before he fucked this up even more. =============================================================================== David sputtered out a lamenting noise as he was still too upset about everything to really be in the right state of mind to handle this. His head was spinning, his stomach was in knots and he felt badddd to boot! "I-it isn't!" He piped through to only be silenced by Max's more aggressive notes. David cringed down to the side. "I u-understand, Max! I c-completely, mostly understand. Or at least I want to! P-Phh-lease just let me-" He frowned immensely and looked skyward when the boy just collapsed onto him and muttered muffled things into his shoulder. Completely slack and 'defeated'. David tried counting to ten and gathering up some much needed confidence from the forest around them. He had to be the adult, the adult................... He felt far more like a child as Max shoved off; squeaking as he was pushed down. "Darnit, don't just leave. We can t-talk about this. I want to tt-t-talk about it." David shielded himself at the phone being tossed like he expected it to be punted full force at his skull. He frowned at it intensely. Max trying to trick him into falling for mystery man didn't seem so evil all of the sudden.   =============================================================================== Max was letting out a series of varying tones of groans and angry noises as David insisted that he knew what was going on and that he wanted to talk about it. "I DON'T want to talk about it. Especially not with YOU, who barely has a grasp on anything that isn't fucking setting up a tent or building a campfire!!" He picked up the pace some, arms folding tight over his chest. "We're NEVER talking about this, okay?" He turned around to give him a finger point that was followed up with a dismissing one. "EVER. So forget it even happened" With a hard glare, he slowly turned away again to make his way back to the trail towards camp. He was in quite the hurry now to go lay in his bed and stay wide fucking awake all night.... ***** Turn for the Worst ***** Chapter Summary Skipped some of our roleplays that didn't exactly lead anywhere. The build up was important, but I just can't put ALL of it in. Starting this chapter, Max takes things into his own hands. NOTE: Max is pretty fucking mean in this chapter, so heads up on that. This version of him has had a *lot* of Daniel influence. Summer persisted to drag on and this purgatory of a camp never ceased to torture him. Every day Max would wake up in his shitty cot, in the moldy tent and be met in the morning with a beaming light of optimism and positivity. David was like a blaring, bright blight on the face of this already insufferable camp and the frustration that he harnessed over him only seemed to grow day after day. There was a lull in the excessive bullying the child put the counselor through, after it had escalated in response to the failed kiss attempt he made in the woods. It garnered a similar feeling of 'eye of the storm'. Max was figuring out that while hurting David satisfied a deep place within him, it wasn't exactly getting him what he wanted. And time spent with Daniel was not providing a good influence. Deciding he was not going to spend another night under the covers, quietly palming himself through his boxers over that bastard's face, Max took to staying behind in the mess hall while everyone else was rounded up for bed. There was a gentle rain happening this evening, which had everyone hurrying up to their bunks early to escape it. Max was sitting at one of the tables, light on overhead as he appeared to be working on trying various different knots with the long stretch of rope he had obtained. He looked listless, eyelids lowered and bored with his actions as he kept his hands busy. There sat a juicebox nearby and a pack of crackers that had just barely been touched. In no way was he patient, just getting more antsy as he threaded twine and tightly pulled on the frayed edges of the rope. Eyes looked out the nearby window, idly watching the diminishing light of the day reflect of slow falling raindrops. =============================================================================== David had quickly grown exhausted over his young camper's persistence in hazing him and taking his punishment to the max. Every corner he turned, every room he entered, every task and every minor thing was now a chore of watching over his shoulder or looking ahead for bombs, pies, water buckets, rubber bands or paint gun pellets. He was very used to being bullied, but Max pushed all of it into one big ball and just let it roll. If it wasn't something hitting him in the face, it was something hitting him in the rear, upper thighs or back. He had gum in his hair, stains in his shirt, a BURN MARK on the seat of his pants, multiple puncture wounds and a nifty black eye from all the abuse. Even still, he persisted forward with rebellious joy and didn't balk back from getting his job done every single day. And then, the bullying inexplicably came to a stop. He'd round the corner and flinch preemptively to only be left glancing side to side when nothing happened. David breathed a sigh of relief, for maybe Max had finally grown bored of his punishment! The camp counselor bounced back very quickly, as if anxious to completely regain his former stride. And when the evening rolled around, and he was ushering off everyone to bed, he noticed that his 'favorite' camper wasn't in the mix of heads and feet shuffling off to the tents. David poked his head into the empty mess hall, where Quarter Master had already dimmed down all the lights and found who he was looking for. Rather than jump in, he patted his fingertips on the door frame in trying to ascertain what the kid was thinking and how he should approach. The gears turned in the red-heads brain, and it was visualized in tapping and his green pupils sifting up and down in little thoughtful 'bounces'. At last, he smiled and approached to stand behind Max. He reached out to pat him on the shoulder. "You still working on dinner, Max? You can tow it on back to your tent, y'know." David tilted his head around and smiled all broad. "Are you feeling alright, pal?" =============================================================================== Max added the rope he was working on to the pile here, looking thoughtful as he glanced over the pre-made knots he had come to gather. Hearing the door open to the mess hall, Max didn't turn his head but he did feel his heart rate speed up a bit. Fumbling with one of the ropes to busy his fingers, he looked sidelong to catch David approaching. There had been a long pause upon his entry into the building, implying that the counselor was probably trying to decide if he should approach or not. It had Max smirking. Why invoke his wrath when he'd been free of it for the past couple days? Head tilted back and he looked up at David standing behind him. There was a quick glare at the hand on his shoulder. "I'm fine, David." He said, feet coming up. "I'm just waiting the rain out before I go to bed." Max shrugged David's hand off, taking careful monitoring of his breathing. His voice was mostly calm, only with the tinges of his usual distaste for the counselor. ===============================================================================   David was quick to rescind the caring gesture of the hand on his shoulder, drawing it back to his own chest where he rubbed over the knuckles in failure to not look a tad nervous. Max was so.............over bearing in the pressure he put on a room. "Wwwell, I have a handy umbrella for that. Your feet may still get a bit wet but-" He hooked his hands on his hips with a good natured smile as he quirked his head to the side. "I suppose I could carry you. It's getting awfully late." David peered forward at the ropes before smiling broadly and taking a seat next to Max. "Well, I'll help. You kids are always making me so proud, working together." He picked up one of the lengths of rope which he gave a tug of on both sides. "This is some swell knot tying." ===============================================================================   Max liked when David would react nervously to him, whether it was in the way he'd rub his neck or avert his eyes. Gave him an excellent sense of control of the situation and he brought a hand up to scratch his face to hide the smirk it incited. "Nah, it looks like it's already dying down." Max said with a simple shrug of his shoulders. His grip on one of the ropes he had tightened when David suggested carrying him back to his tent. There was a low grunt, his feet turning inward. No way he would let that happen. David coming to sit next to him caused his brows to raise, looking over to him and feeling that awful sensation in his chest whenever the man came too close. "Pfhhh, if it got him to shut the fuck up." Max didn't react to the compliment, instead just picking up a length of rope that hadn't been tampered with yet. "It's not really hard. All you have to do is be able to follow basic instructions." Max said, eyes rolling. "Turn around a sec." His voice held that usual sharpness. ===============================================================================   David gave a quick wry smirk at the little insult to Preston. Max may PRETEND not to care about others but he'd seen him playing with a lot of the kids before. He set down the rope as the youngster picked up a new length of rope and suddenly gave him this sharp demand. "What??" The counselor scooted back a bit with his hands slightly raised. He didn't trust Max one bit. "Well, alright....this had better be somehow helpful to the task though, Max!" David flipped his right leg over the length of board they were sitting on and kept his hands in front of himself though his back was now facing Max. He was very insistent on having both arms forward with palms bracing the seat as he glanced back over his shoulder.   =============================================================================== Max made a highly unimpressed face when David showed immediate distrust when he asked him to turn around. Eyes rolled dramatically, like the counselor's fear was totally unwarranted. "It does! I'm playing the part of this weird evil fuck who ties up the princess or some shit. Preston is pretty fucking anal about how realistic it is." He gave an irritated look to the small of David's back as the counselor insisted on keeping his hands in front of himself. He just shrugged, deciding that David could keep them there if he really wanted to. "I have safety scissors right here." He said, pointing them out in the midst of his supplies. Reaching out against either of David's sides, Max looped the rope around the counselor's chest and brought it around to pull so it had his arms pressing to his sides. He was being gentle about it, sitting with his legs crossed and still bored looking...like this was definitely a chore. =============================================================================== "Oh." David didn't sound entirely convinced, but he didn't want to outright call Max out. "Well, it is just a play for pretend. You probably don't need to practice as much as you think!.................................are you going to be tying someone up on stage?" His green eyes glanced over his shoulders to watch Max's bored face expressions as he started wrapping the rope loosely about his own person. David flexed both hands and looked down at the crisscross of material over his front. His hands were still free...this was fine. Max seemed incredibly pensive, and maybe even ready to listen. David tried to think and stopped paying attention to what the kid was doing. "You seem a lot less angry at me lately. I know I hurt your feelings and all, but I was starting to think you'd be mad at me for the rest of the Summer!" David twiddled his feet and tapped his toes on either side of the floor. "But I think we can be friends if we just keep trying at it." =============================================================================== Max figured David would either fall for it or be too nice to call him out on his bullshit. The camper just shook his head and continued to loop the rope around. "Not according that that melodramatic dipshit. There's a scene where they squirm around and struggle to get out and he is insistent that the ropes don't loosen...and considering it's Nikki playing the part." He gave a tight pull to prove his point and went to make another row of rope under the last one. Max was getting overly excited about this, hiding it well with his half-lidded expression and lazy posturing. David's decision to talk had him flinching some through. "You didn't hurt my feelings!" He said with a harsh noise, feeling a fluster over it. "I don't give a shit. And just because I haven't wanted to look at you lately doesn't mean I suddenly like you." There were a few quick huffs as he continued to loop that rope around David several times over. Max paused, this concentrated look on his features for a brief moment. "I don't fucking know, David." He let out a heavy sigh. "Why do you even want to be my friend after I've been so shitty to you? I'm not going to ever change. I'm pretty sure I don't know how to show my feelings in any other ways besides violence." He tied a good knot and continued working down, he'd gotten a good amount of tension about David's upper arms and torso. "I don't know what's wrong with me." =============================================================================== David gave a short series of laughs at hearing Nikki was going to be the one tied up. He did release a quick 'EMP' sound and squeezed his eyes nervously upon the jerky tightening of the rope. "Ohh, you're going to be hard pressed making anything Nikki can't get out of!" The counselor was paying more attention to the conversation, and to Max's face- or what he could see of it-than to how quickly the boy was working his hands. "I never said you liked me, Max." He persisted in stern but careful tones. "I only said you don't seem as mad, which usually paves the way for tolerance, which can maybe open up some doors to a possible friendship!!" He suddenly glanced down with a hearty series of blinks at finding his arms so tightly seized to his upper body. "We could start all over, Max! I'm not going to make you change, and we don't even have to be friends. I probably pushed you too hard and pushed you right away. Oh- Wow these ropes are really tight-" David held his forearms out and tried pulling forward to loosen them. No go. "They may not hold Nikki, but I'll guess they'd hold just about anything else. Way to go!" =============================================================================== Max glanced off to the side as he kept working, "I guess we'll just have to see how well these work out." He said with a shrug. He made sure those binds were good and tight..he couldn't allow David any wiggle room. "You are REALLY good at that optimism schtick, huh? Seriously, how the hell did you make it THIS far?" He had gotten the restrains tied off to David's naval, silently mocking the man as he kept on talking and making suggestions on how they could start over. "I think it's a little too late for that, David. You can't ACTUALLY start over unless you can come up with a way of erasing memories." Max smirked when David tried pulling forward. "You think??" He said, "Let's see." He gave David a harsh push onto the floor. ===============================================================================   David frowned hard as this little whining bell sound began to build in his the back of his mind that he may be in trouble. His stubborn good nature was keeping him from even entertaining the thought as he tried reaching up to loosen the knots with his free hands. Max was mean, but he was hardly malicious!........................................................well "Max, starting over doesn't mean pretending everything didn't happen. It mean- AIEEPP!!!!" Gravity slung him forward, which made him hit the bench first with his face before he toppled onto the ground. "MAX!!" David protested as he rolled onto his front and scrunched his knees in. Knees on the floor, he tried pawing his hands down to get some anchorage to get his FACE off the tile. "NRHGHHHHHHN Maxxxxxx-" The counselor was using his full blown scolding voice. "You untie me right this instant. I can't believe I fell for that!" Scooting forward, with his butt still in the air, he finally hoisted his upper half off the floor and sat on his knees down here with a highly indignant look.   =============================================================================== Max looked overly smug as he watched poor David go flopping forward, his face hitting the bench before he went rolling onto the floor. The kid mouthed 'owch' and squeezed one eye in a false sympathetic flinch before just laughing as he watched squirm on the floor. "I can't believe you did either!" Max announced, hopping down off the bench to loom over David. As soon as David sat himself up on his knees, the kid came forward to get him another hard push into the floor. "Like seriously, you're such a fucking idiot." Small hands went out to flip David onto his back so he could sit on his thighs. "What's wrong, Daviddd? Is that uncomfortable for you??" He gave a mean smile, giving the ropes a tug to make sure they weren't going anywhere. "Are you going to praise me for my knot tying skills again?" He was leaned in uncomfortably close. ===============================================================================   David yelped in a high pitch again as his face hit the floor, again. "Grnrnnnnnnnnnn-" His red brows furrowed and face went bright red at the pitch of Max's voice berating him. There was the lingering sensation of a foot impression in his back before he was suddenly on his front. David stomped his feet out, keeping his knees up until Max sat on his thighs to push them forcibly down. He held his breath, counted to ten with cheeks visibly puffed and green eyes wavering over Max's features. His eyes were a little glassy actually; probably from the build up of all Max's bullying coming to a head. "I've had about enough of your childish school yard pranks!" David bucked himself a little with his feet stomping the ground. "How are you ever going to form meaningful relationships when you treat people this way?" He puffed and held his breath again at the leaning close, feeling it was an intimidation tactic.   =============================================================================== Max was overly pleased with the color blossoming on David's scuffed face, hands going to press to David's middle as he sat here and watched all that anxiety unfold. The counselor's fighting back only had Max chuckling. "I couldn't give less of a shit about crap like that!!" Max bounced some at David's bucking to get him off, steadying himself and making a face. Adjusting so he was still sitting on David, he reached out one foot to shove his foot against his face. "When are you going to accept that sometimes there isn't any good in people and sometimes they aren't just misunderstood! Just fucking assholes." Changing positions again, Max came to sit on one of David's legs so he could tie the other one up with spare rope from the pocket of his hoodie. Bending the knee, he went to force it to stay in that position by tightly winding the rope around the top of his thigh and over his shin. A tongue poked out in concentration as he did so. When David struggled against him, he gave the inner crease of his thigh a harsh squeeze right beside his genitals. =============================================================================== David gave his long, low pitched groan of displeasure and didn't really stop for several moments. He was actively trying to scoot backwards or use his free hands to wiggle free and was all the more determined the more Max persisted. "You're starting to frighten me, Max." He snapped in admission, though continued with a stubborn, ticked off 'mom' tone. "There's always a reason people do what they do! You're not a bad person who doesn't care about anything. You care about LOTS of things! All this energy is just not being put to good use." Lecturing and frantically dragging at the rope, he looked down with a 'fierce' expression at his calf being tied firmly to his thigh. "Weh- HEY!! MAX. Stop it-" He wiggled furiously before squeaking at the hard PINCH. "OW, darnit Max. You need to quit this nonsense!!" He wiggled his legs indignantly with the feeling like he might explode. His face was burning up, brows furrowed and eyes clenched closed a moment. "Max, this ISN'T funny!!" =============================================================================== Max glanced over at David with his brows raised in this 'oh, really?' expression when the counselor gave this admission. "What do you think I'm gonna do, David?? Kill you?" He laughed at the thought, determined to get this leg in a position he wanted. He couldn't have David kicking him off. Not listening to David's tirade of trying to get through to him, Max continued just tying him up, getting pretty excited over it. He had to reach out and wrap his arms around it when David would wiggle, pulling him back into place. David squeaking over the pinch just incited Max to repeat it on the opposing side. "Or what, David? What are you going to do if I don't stop??" Max said, turning to face him once more. He came to straddle him, not going to bother with binding the other leg when just the one gave him so much trouble. "I'll tell you what you're going to do. Fucking nothing, is what." Hands went to snatch that stupid neck tie and Max leaned forward to force an exuberant kiss against his warm mouth, able to feel all the heat just radiating off David' reddened face. =============================================================================== David's eyes briefly widened in confusion at the snappy retort. "Well I didn't!!! Not before-" He turned his head in escalating paranoia now that the word 'kill' had been thrown into the mix. He tried shifting his tied leg back and forth but wasn't having any luck with getting it loose and the muscles were just tiring out. The counselor flinched and quickly turned his face away with a slightly mortified blink at Max jerking in with this sheer hostility. His mouth slowly dropped open, brows furrowing up and pupils darting back and forth across the boy's face. His chest rose and fell heavily and he remained pretty stunned silent up to the point the child started kissing him. "EMPH- MmmmphhhhhH!!!!" Ears burned, nose scrunched and brows furrowed. He wriggled side to side before finally jerking his face away and shoving it down into the floor instead, as away from Max's face as possible. "Leave me alone, Max!" His heart pounded so hard against his ribcage that he thought it'd break. He had to teach him he couldn't just force people to do what he wanted! =============================================================================== Max was having a lot of fun over how horrified David looked now. The man looked like he actually thought he might just murder him...which was an amusing thought. the control over striking so much fear in him and having in such a precarious situation. It was really delighting him. He expected David to protest when he kissed him, brows furrowing and body tensing when he started wriggling away. When he escaped, Max was panting and pink in the face, breath coming in too hard and too fast. It wasn't enough. The rejection stung, even when he knew he was going to be. The boy let out a loud groan when David jerked his face away, trying to hide it in the floor. "Ohhhh noooo." He said in a growl, going to take hold of the counselor's ears and jerk him back forward. "You're not going to get away this time." He leered him over, taking in his features...the scrunch of his brows, the squeeze of his eyes. He was so upset. Max's mouth hung slightly open as he gasped and went to kiss him again, all fierce and needy in his frustrations. He wanted it soooooo badddd. ===============================================================================   David's narrow chest was rising and falling more rapidly as he so stubbornly kept his face averted away. His lip trembled when Max seized hold of his ears to jerk him back with such force and clear lack of respect for his decision. He had a really hard time telling people 'no'. He was an incredible pushover, and especially when the other person clearly wanted something so bad. Even still. "Max. I can't emphasize enough how important it is to listen when someone says- " His eyes widened at the secondary kiss, which was so much more aggressive than the first. David's over 'understanding' nature was getting the better of him already. Obviously, Max just wanted someone to love him! And was....um.....misinterpreting how one actually should show that love. Stern disapproval remained on his expression. His body was rigid, but softened as Max kissed. He had to breath, to exhale, into Max's mouth and inhale sharply through his own nose just to get some oxygen. His overly appeasing, submissive nature was quickly losing out to Max's overbearing aggression. David wasn't going to give permission. It just wasn't going to happen.   =============================================================================== Max just tightened his grip on David when the man tried to tell him no again, not about to hear it and definitely not about to listen. Hands remained tightly latched to his face, fingers curled under his ears as he held his mouth to him. He was so preoccupied in those first moments of just keeping David in place and enacting this action, he didn't actually take the time to enjoy it. Now that David was softening some, Max could appreciate the feel of his lips and the taste of his breath. David's exhaling left him shuddering, his eyes shakily coming open to glance over those features. Fingers came to roughly slide over that red hair, pulling at his handfuls as he opened his mouth against David's and overwhelmed him with his tongue. It was enough to have his stomach doing flips and his heart to hammer excessively in his chest. His head was absolutely swimming, this bell just going off. This was it. What he wanted since he first laid eyes on the man. Sinking further down, this low growl of approval rattled in his throat, arms going to wrap around David's skull to make sure he wasn't going to go anywhere. He wasn't going to let David not wanting it stop him, because his wanting it was SO much more important. If he ever wanted to sleep again dammit. =============================================================================== As Max came away from him just a smidge, David blinked and frowned deeply up at him. His brows were furrowed up, his nose scrunched in distaste and green eyes were sharp with disapproval and distrust. His lower lip trembled, but he kept his mouth shut in protesting any longer. Max's presence was just too heavy, the expression too intense and his arms too tight to fight it. David let his jaw relax as Max mouthed at him. He blinked and watched, then blinked again with a steady stream of breaths falling out and hissing in. He reached his fingers up to nervously paw at anything. David was watching and waiting so passively, so intently. David couldn't find his voice to keep lecturing, but didn't have any deranged strength to encourage this mess. He was utterly and completely paralyzed. Feeling faint. =============================================================================== Feeling David weakening under him had Max shuddering. Probably out of things to say and completely stunned. Worked just fine for the camper in any case. He was glad to be overwhelming, this dark sense of satisfaction crawling all over him and settling in his core. Manipulating David's face, he pushed at his jaw to deepen the onslaught of kisses he had, tongue slipping over his mouth. He'd dig his nails under David's ears every so often and just groan as he'd shudder or twitch at a particularly good press. Needing to catch his breath, Max straightened up, saliva breaking and glistening on his lip from the departure. One hand came up to rub at his mouth and he stared at David's gasping features. Brows upturned for just a brief moment as this powerful wave of arousal gripped him. He muttered a low 'fuckkk' before he started scooting down. "Don't have much to say now, huh?" He said with a low laugh. Fingers trembled in far too much excitement, positioning himself between David's legs and going to start undoing his belt. There was a quick glance up to David, wanting to catch the expression on his face when he realized where this was going to go next. =============================================================================== David couldn't really fight this warm, desperate kind of kissing. Max obviously wanted it so terribly and he was so warm, and his lips were so soft and it made him feel this twisted kind of validation in knowing they were....................................... His heart pounded with guilt, then regret, then distress which turned to panting again when the young man broke away. "Max," He whined in a kind of pleading for mercy. Eyes widened sharply when he made for the pants line. Breath hitched, body tensed and all hell broke loose in his mind. "Oh no, I don't think so!!" Jerking his free leg up, he shoved his foot out to Max's chest and gave him the boot before flipping and trying to make a hasty escape. His anxiety broke through the upper atmosphere, had him very quickly on his knees again as he pathetically tried to make this NOT happen. It was obvious that he was positive that using words wasn't going to work. =============================================================================== Max let out a sharp yelp of a noise when David jerked his leg up and actually gave him a good thump to the chest with the bottom of his shoe. It had the boy falling backwards, catching himself on his arms and grunting. It dizzied him for just a moment before he just gave a pissed look at David got on his knees. "Where the hell do you think you're going to go?" Max reached out, grabbing his free leg and pulling it right out from underneath David. "I swear to fuck, David, I WILL resort to knocking your ass out if I have to!" Not afraid to wrestle with the much larger man, Max wrangled to get between his legs, biting and clawing his way there. He went to sit on that free leg, getting extremely worked up over all the tussling around. "Just fucking flip over!! Like you always do!!" Max yelled out, making a grab for his belt again. =============================================================================== David squeaked and hit the ground fully when his leg was jerked back out. He whimpered, whined and wibbled all through the young man trying to wrestle him back into the ground. Realistically he could probably fight harder, but he was tied up!! He should fight harder. This was wrong. "AHGKEGHKKK MAX W-what is wrong with you??" He fought back tears, flipped and tried scooting his way across the ground on his side, like a worm. "Hhh-heeelelpppp!!!" How embarrassing it was going to be for someone to pull him out of THIS! "UM I COULD USE A LITTLE HELP! GWEN????" He bit down on his tongue hard, and groaned out in that long, drawn out way as Max told him to 'fucking flip over like he always did'. The long whine turned to a more unhappy, prolonged groan as he did in fact flip over but only to try scooting off on his knees. He ultimately collapsed though, grunting and squeaking in protest with tears stinging his eyes. =============================================================================== "YOU. You're what's wrong with me!!" Max said in loud aggression, shoving and pulling at David to get him back where he wanted. The kid then blinked and stared at David actually starting to call for help. "Holy shit, are you kidding me?? You're actually...." Brows knit and he bared his teeth when David went to try and escape again. An aggressive snarl came over him and he shoved David back over, again, and went to sit on his hips. "Shut the fuck UP." He gave him a hard backhand across the face. "No one is coming to your rescue, David. It's going to be just you and me. You'll finally give up on trying to help me, you'll never even really be able to look at me again after this!!" Panting excessive and shifting his hips forward to grind against David, Max went to undo David's neck tie and proceed to stuff into the back of his mouth. =============================================================================== David was still distantly convinced that he was going to get out of this somehow, but Max put a definite end to that with this next line of commentary. The kid was dead serious on what he was going through with, and David believed him when he emphasized that he would. That good hard slap solidified it all and left him whining distantly at the indignation of it. Max was just a kid, and he could totally subdue him this way. "M-mmaxxx-" He started to complain or protest again but at last had his precious shirt put an end to his complaint once and for all. Brows furrowed up and green eyes just looked utterly disbelieving of the trouble he'd gotten himself into. He bit down on his shirt and felt his eyes swelling with tears. His legs shook as the one free one tried to gain bracing of the floor. This hadn't felt real before. Now it was feeling a little too real. He could handle it. He could definitely handle it. "NNrhhhhhhhhhh-" David shook his head back and forth to signify 'no'. =============================================================================== Max gave a good hard push at the yellow cloth, features all pink over driving his fingers into David's mouth. He had already had his resolve and didn't care what it was going to take to follow through with this. All he knew is he wanted it and it was going to feel so much better when he took it. Brushing his fingers together, Max gave a smug look as he remained straddled against David, watching those green eyes well up with tears. "Heyyy, it's not SO bad, David." Max said callously as he went to unbuckle his belt once again, making sure to push back on his leg. "You won't be a virgin anymore! Not that you can really go around saying that your first score was with a ten-year-old." Max grinned, pulling away at his shorts. His heart was beating so fast in his chest and he was so horrendously turned on, his erection pressing hard against his jeans. =============================================================================== David was still holding out that the camper couldn't go through with really hurting him. And....even if he did, it would definitely be because the same thing had happened to him. He couldn't even really dislike Max for it!! Max didn't mean to be so....so mean. His chest hurt at the commentary, though. He whined again around this mouthful of cloth, his face bright red and ears pounding with his own heart beat. He didn't really know what to expect, but experience told him to go ahead and let it happen. He wiggled, groaned and just kept breathing hard and steadily through his nose with his green eyes darting anywhere but at Max. Brows were fully upturned, nostrils flaring and teeth biting down hard on his yellow necktie. Maybe he was feeling a little stiff already in preparation of the rather aggressive stance Max had taken here. He definitely didn't want to think about having his tight white underwear straining when Max finally made his way through this first protective layer. He couldn't spit this damned cloth out no matter how hard he tried, so he just groaned protest around it. His knees kept trying to lock together through a state of constant trembling. =============================================================================== Max had no care or concern for repercussions. It didn't matter if David came out of this despising him, not that David could, but it wouldn't matter! It wasn't like Max could ever get what he actually wanted through any other means. Why fight against it. It felt really fucking good, David trembling underneath him...his face all red and the tears in his eyes. Being able to just be so blatantly aggressive and mean. There might be some displacement happening, wanting David to feel as used as he did. Max was breathing erratically when he pried open David's shorts, this sharp, callous laugh coming from him at the pressure he found beneath. He couldn't rightfully call it an erection. "Well, damn, David...here I thought it would take an act of God to get you up." His fingers were itching, shaking. Digging his knees into David's thighs, Max reached down to pull away those form fitting undies, smirking that he wore brief. Because of course he did. His breath caught upon revealing him and shuddered so terribly that it came out in a muttering verbalization. Max reached down to press his palm against the base of David, taking him into his hand and dragging upward to push the folds of his foreskin. It awarded him with another terrible shudder, his spare hand smacking against his own face to keep himself from making any embarrassing noises as he jerked David off. Sweat was starting to pour down his face. =============================================================================== David wasn't entirely unaccustomed to this kind of man-handling abuse, and it became quickly obvious in his response. He was trying really hard to stay stern, to stay TOUGH, to not CRY and to present this ultimate air of control throughout- But Max had him beat. The power was in the kid's corner, and when his cringing and tensing lined up with the sensation of the boy jerking him free of his underwear....he utterly fell apart. He was so sluggishly, so painfully hard and Max wrapping short, warm fingers about his foreskin was enough to perk it up the rest of the way. Brows remained furrowed up, eyes closed and his head tilted away with teeth biting hard on that cloth. His knees shook inward, then his body twitched and cringed all over at the up and down movements. Falling quickly to become the victim, David whined miserably as he stood to full attention. It was getting better even, with every stroke and he agonized it in the distant place he was still paying attention. He cracked one green, teary eye open as he caught sight of Max there, touching him. He whined hard and closed his eyes again with a tear escaping. His fingers helplessly pawed the air in trying to get this damned thing out of his mouth. =============================================================================== Max had David exactly where he wanted him and as long as he stayed completely focused on action then nothing could interrupt this. He was getting overly hot by just rubbing his fingers over David, feeling flesh tighten under his grasp and gently pulse. It had him groaning into his hand, a terrible anxiousness welling up inside of him. He was rubbing himself on David's leg as he persisted the motion of touching him, thumb squeezing at the head of his growing erection before sliding the skin back to expose pink to the air. Max glanced up to catch David's teary expression. He knew how bad this was, but rather then allow guilt manifest, Max flashed him a crude look, flicking his tongue out over his teeth and squeezing his eyes. "What's wrong, David? Have something to say??" Max said, head tilting to one side. Unable to hold out, Max dragged David's shorts down, having to fight to get them enough out of the way. His bound leg held resistance to being able to get them off properly, but he just needed enough room. Gasping frantically, Max felt like he wasn't ever going to get enough air as he sidled himself between David's legs. "Here's one to log in your diary." Max teased with such a meanness, unbuttoning his own pants. He fumbled with how much his fingers were trembling, how desperate he was. ===============================================================================   David nodded sharply and desperately to the young man's mocking question. In fact, he DID have something to say dammit!! If he could only get the cloth out he could talk some sense into him somehow, he could make him understand that this wasn't going to help anything. Everything was moving too quickly and sloppy to even let himself feel utterly humiliated about his privates being seen, being touched or even being violated. Max could do what he wanted. He knew he'd come out of it intact. David pushed his tongue into the cloth, feeling it dry away saliva....making it impossible to dislodge. He was dizzy, his dick was hard and if he just closed his eyes it'd be over soon and he could pop right back up anew. He could have jerked his legs closed and squeezed Max off at the hip to keep him from moving, but rather he popped him in the back with his heel. Not meaning to egg him on. But just needing a means to an end. All the while, Max's pawing gestures felt warm against his skin. He'd have time to be humiliated later.   =============================================================================== Max promptly ignored David's fervent head nodding, not about to actually relieve him of the gag. Feeling hot enough to be faint, Max pulled himself out of his pants, almost feeling like everything around him was completely surreal. He had plenty of fantasies about doing this exact thing....to finally be before David and doing it. The rough hit to his back had him jerking, brows knitting and eyes going wide a moment. Max stared over at David before giving him a leer as he continued to finish what he had started here. It took a lot of shifting, their size difference coming to a disadvantage. Hands came forward to press at David's sides and his head lowered as he pressed the end of his dick against David. Burying his face into the rope that bound David's middle, Max jerked forward and groaned as the lack of lubrication and his inexperience just led him to sliding against the older man's asshole. He continued to prod and shove against him, it still feeling incredibly good without actually coming to completion. Max held tighter to David, thin hips thrusting against him. Awkward bumps and the scrape of skin continued until one well-placed jerk forward rewarded him with pushing inside of David which lead to Max letting out this whine of a noise, immediately coming. He shuddered violently and grappled on, muttering obscenities. ===============================================================================   David cringed significantly with his shoulders stiffened up and head turning away when Max's skin actually rubbed upon his. He felt each spiking attempt as a sharp, stinging sensation deep between his thighs. The counselor shuddered in utmost dismay with his eyes rolling up to find the ceiling and focus there. "Mmmmnnnrbgghhh-" He twitched and whined at each following attempt. The rough, jerky movements were painful, unpleasant and a bit like small, stabbing motions. David whined hard when this finally turned to one sharp spike of movement. It ended quickly, but seemed to last a lifetime and no time at all. Max was quite thoroughly inside him still and he was just panting frantically and desperately in anguish over it. Helpless, David finally just broke into tears and whimpers. He just wanted to HIDE, but his hands were so well restrained he couldn't even cover his face.   =============================================================================== Max felt it was all over far, far too quickly. Hands against David's hips, he propped himself up to look down at the mess. His mouth was open from where he was panting and his eyes half-closed. He had to steal looks of himself being inside of David, and the sight of it was almost enough to make him stir again. Definitely satisfying. Taking a deep breath through his nose, Max glanced up in response to the noises coming from the counselor to see him pitifully sobbing. Max's brows furrowed and he glared off to the side. "Well, I hoped you enjoyed having me inside of you David, cause I sure as fuck had a blast." Pulling off, Max stood in this looming position as he zipped his pants back up and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Good luck ever sleeping again." He pushed his foot against the side of the man's face, digging his heel into it before stepping off. He had to be mean so he didn't feel guilty. David totally deserved it!! And he deserved to get what he wanted! Besides, he would be fine. David always bounced back. "Thanks for the good time." Max tossed the scissors next to David, letting him struggle with that one. He did reach down to pull the shirt out of his mouth, giving him a mean smirk. "I won't be calling you." Tossing it to the side, he went to stroll out. =============================================================================== Obviously the physical trauma was absolutely minimal, but David was feeling distinctly and utterly violated beyond all reasoning. He just wasn't remotely predicting that he'd be torn so asunder by Max of all people. He sniffed and whimpered before looking sidelong with teary eyes as the thin shoe came pressing down onto his face. David looked up, away from Max with some audible sniffles and whimpers. He twitched in slight panic at the sound of the scissors hitting the ground near his head. Eyes looked a little mortified as Max reached for him, as if expecting some kind of pain out of it. He instead removed the shirt, which left David mouthing in discomfort at how dry his mouth was. David didn't want to draw attention to himself. Though his mouth was freed, he didn't say a word and made his efforts on getting the scissors. He kept repeating to himself that it was okay. Max could still love him somehow, someday! He only needed patience, love and nurturing. Judgment in this fragile period wasn't going to do any good. David would certainly bounce back. Tomorrow everything would be back to normal.     ***** -Continued from Chapter 6 ***** Chapter Summary There were a few trailing posts that got cut off at the end. Max felt it was all over far, far too quickly. Hands against David's hips, he propped himself up to look down at the mess. His mouth was open from where he was panting and his eyes half-closed. He had to steal looks of himself being inside of David, and the sight of it was almost enough to make him stir again. Definitely satisfying. Taking a deep breath through his nose, Max glanced up in response to the noises coming from the counselor to see him pitifully sobbing. Max's brows furrowed and he glared off to the side. "Well, I hoped you enjoyed having me inside of you David, cause I sure as fuck had a blast." Pulling off, Max stood in this looming position as he zipped his pants back up and shoved his hands into his pockets. "Good luck ever sleeping again." He pushed his foot against the side of the man's face, digging his heel into it before stepping off. He had to be mean so he didn't feel guilty. David totally deserved it!! And he deserved to get what he wanted! Besides, he would be fine. David always bounced back. "Thanks for the good time." Max tossed the scissors next to David, letting him struggle with that one. He did reach down to pull the shirt out of his mouth, giving him a mean smirk. "I won't be calling you." Tossing it to the side, he went to stroll out. =============================================================================== Obviously the physical trauma was absolutely minimal, but David was feeling distinctly and utterly violated beyond all reasoning. He just wasn't remotely predicting that he'd be torn so asunder by Max of all people. He sniffed and whimpered before looking sidelong with teary eyes as the thin shoe came pressing down onto his face. David looked up, away from Max with some audible sniffles and whimpers. He twitched in slight panic at the sound of the scissors hitting the ground near his head. Eyes looked a little mortified as Max reached for him, as if expecting some kind of pain out of it. He instead removed the shirt, which left David mouthing in discomfort at how dry his mouth was. David didn't want to draw attention to himself. Though his mouth was freed, he didn't say a word and made his efforts on getting the scissors. He kept repeating to himself that it was okay. Max could still love him somehow, someday! He only needed patience, love and nurturing. Judgment in this fragile period wasn't going to do any good. David would certainly bounce back. Tomorrow everything would be back to normal.       ***** Another Step Too Far ***** Chapter Summary Max's taste for torment grows. #NSFW #NONCON #BLACKMAIL The following day rolled around and after a long, long night of laying there staring wide eyed at the ceiling, David decided with extreme displeasure that he'd have to take a sick day. The sun began to rise and rather than hopping out of bed, he squished himself into the pillows and blankets a little lower. Wake-up time came and went, and it looked like Gwen wasn't going to wake up on her own. David nervously watched the window and began to quickly fret about the place falling apart without him. What would the campers do without the sanctioned activity of the day??? Gwen could probably handle it! If she just woke up. Nine am rolled around and Gwen finally drug her ass out of bed in a bleary confusion on what was happening or what day it was. "David?????" She poked her head in and squinted across the room at David, who was just a little fluffy head there beneath all his blankets. "You okay, buddy?" "Oh." David flushed and pulled a weary smile. "I'm feeling a little under the weather today." Gwen squinted more with her head cocked to the side. His eyes looked clear, his face normal........the last time he was sick it was with pneumonia and she'd had to FORCE him to stay in bed. Knowing him, she definitely wasn't going to push the issue if he didn't want to get out of bed. "You just take it easy then. I'll wrangle the little demons for the day-" She yawned and went to turn before looking back. "You need anything?" "Nope!" David peeped. He looked pretty small over there, which had Gwen skeptical again. Picking up the old megaphone, Gwen set off to round everyone up for breakfast where she'd be able to buy time and think of some bullshit to do all day. She definitely wasn't going to deal with 'kite making and flying' day on her own, so the kids would likely have a free 'Saturday'. "Alrighttyyyyy listen up," She called over breakfast clatter. "It's just me for today, so you little twerps are going to have to entertain yourselves. Freebie day, everyone." The kids cheered, making her roll her eyes a little for poor David. The campers were always happier on the rare days he wasn't around for any particular reason. =============================================================================== After the act, Max had retired to his tent feeling smug and accomplished. He snuggled into the blankets and into the mattress, reminiscing over it and turning the scenario over. He could distantly taste David on him and he could feel the coil of arousal when he'd imagine entering him again. The night would persist though and David's teary face would come up and the guilt would start to eat away at him. Max was a pro at repressing his emotions though, and his feeling bad would twist into just anger over it. He didn't really get any sleep that night and he thought just as much about David as he did any other time. It was complicated. Morning rose and Max awoke to find that the usual wake up call was unusually late. That was enough to have him smirking that he managed to hurt David enough to have him oversleep. Rolling out of bed and heading with his usual crowd to morning announcements, they were met with the rare sight of Gwen being without her cheery counterpart. Max's jaw went slightly slack before he gave this awful grin when Gwen said they were going to just have a free day. Holy shit, he actually got David to stay in bed. Did he finally find a weak spot? Pretty pleased with the news, Max was content to chill for most of the day and make idle talk about why the others thought David might be out sick. Probably caught a really nasty virus to put him out. How miserable do you think he was just laying there in bed on this beautiful fucking day. God, Max couldn't shut up. It wouldn't take too long before he went to go snooping around the counselor's lodge in a need to see the state David was in for himself. =============================================================================== Max's trio was quickly getting the impression that it was something Max did that put the counselor out for the day. Neil was specifically suspicious and called the camper out on it before his short attention span moved onto something else to fixate on. He didn't really care what his buddy did to David to be honest. Gwen was too busy working everything out with the schedule to play detective today so Max's behavior went mostly unnoticed by anyone else. Lunch came and went, and all the campers were lazing about whilst filling their time with games, chatter or just plain old napping. In the meantime David was back at the lodge, hiding away for a little bit. He knew he'd have to face the kids tomorrow if not sooner, but he wanted to make sure he was going to be 100% normal about it which meant a lot of practicing by himself. He kept peeking out of the window with a sorrowful expression that it was such a beautiful day he was missing out on. When being confined to the room only made him feel worse, the counselor crept out into the living room and took a seat in his chair to take up some whittling. Carving the knife over a fresh piece of wood was a good method of keeping your hands busy, so you wouldn't think...about anything...at all..... He seemed to be holding up okay. He was dressed in his counselor uniform, his hair was tended to and he'd had a couple of showers. Just humming away as he worked the knife. =============================================================================== Max had wandered off after doing a great deal of lounging around. He shrugged off Neil's accusation with nonchalance and appreciated the kid's short attention span on the matter. Neither of his friends cared that much about his obsession with the counselor which was all good for him. Having made his way to the lodge, Max snuck over, staying just underneath the window sills as he took a peek where David's room was. Eyes leered over to find the place empty, his bed showing faint signs of his presence but no actual sign of the man. He gave a hard frown, having expected to find him in the fetal position and till crying! Moving along the side of the old cabin, Max finally located David sitting in the small living area where he was whittling. Eyes squeezed into a leer, hands clutched to the sill and he watched him through the glass. He didn't look completely and utterly destroyed. Which was kind of annoying, actually. When he caught him about to turn his head up to look out the window, Max quickly dropped to the ground, back set against the wall and his arms folding over. It put him in an awkward spot. He wanted to see David be nervous and wary of him, to see if he'd finally give up on pulling him over to his pollyanna side. But...he didn't want to seem like he was obsessed with the guy!! Huffing through his nose, Max made his way to the front door where he raptly knocked on it. =============================================================================== David could have sworn he felt someone looking at him, but quickly dismissed it to go back to his work. He was carving out what appeared to be a bear standing on its back feet; eerily similar to the ones in Campbell's home. The knock made him jump, which prompted him to drop everything on the floor and flip his body to look at the door. He somehow knew immediately who it was. He'd been hoping to avoid Max a little bit longer. "Mmrnnghhhhhhhhh.............." The counselor stood up rather stiffly and walked over to stand right before the frame. Only after taking a couple of deep breaths did he finally open it. He tried to look pleasantly surprised at the camper on the other side. "Hello Max! You aren't sneaking away from Gwen's activities, are you?" He smiled broad, but strangely didn't move out of the doorway or open it all of the way to try and keep Max from feeling too compelled to actually come in. Of course, if pressed, he was just going to move aside. ===============================================================================   Max was standing with his hands in his pockets, eyes looking off to the distance as he loitered in front of the door. He listened for David approaching, and noted how long it was taking for him to open up. He adjusted his weight to one foot, just looking incredibly bored when David finally cracked the door open. Looking up at David, his brows came up and he gave an unimpressed look at David's false look of pleasantries. The guy was a little too good at it and it pissed him right the fuck off. "Activities? There aren't any activities today." He looked the counselor up and down, smirking at how he was blocking entry. "What's the matter, David? You don't look sick.....and I don't think you'd be in your cabin if there was an emergency. Don't tell me this is how you planned on spending one of your vacation days." Max squeezed his eyes up at him. If he was going to play 'nothing happened', then he'd go along with it too. Shoving at the door, Max didn't wait for an invitation to be let in. =============================================================================== David really didn't want to face him yet, but it looked like that was about to happen no matter what. He gnawed briefly on his lower lip and stayed put before the door with his green eyes looking up and about. "Oh. But Gwen was-" Oh. She always just wrote off the day as a freebie when he wasn't on. He emitted a small 'mnrn' noise with his eyes squeezed very meekly at just the sound of Max's aggressive tone. He didn't want to have to justify not doing work, and especially not to the person whom he'd needed the break from! But he felt compelled to justify it today. "Everyone needs a little me time every once in awhile. I just needed it today! But um....maybe it's best you're here...we should probably ta- EEK!" The door hit him in the nose, prompting him to step out of the way for Max to come in. Rubbing at the bridge of his nose, he closed himself in with the camper. Nerves hit him almost immediately and he could feel his knees curling inwards and his tongue swelling up with a desire to keep his mouth shut. Even still, he had to persist good manners. "How about some chocolate milk, huh, Max? I think I've got an old Super Nintendo in the closet with some Mario Kart on it.........we could play." He smiled broadly, but didn't reach out to ruffle the boy like he usually would. =============================================================================== Max shoved his way into the cabin, pushing past David's legs as the counselor tended to the bump he got to the nose from the impact of the door. Most definitely done on purpose. "Uh huh..." Max said, scanning the area and looking for any signs of rolled up tissues where David had been sobbing or if there were empty cartons of ice cream. He knew David was springy, but God damn. Meandering off into the kitchen with little concern for what boundaries he was crossing, he was pretty content to see if he could get away with whatever the Hell he wanted. Not that David really had any say on his actions before hand. "Yeah, that definitely sounds like something I want to do. Play ancient shitty video games with you." Opening up the fridge, Max poked around the drawers to see if Gwen kept any booze anywhere. "So...what. Are you going to stay in here all day? I mean, I'm definitely not complaining about it...but it's not like really qualify for FMLA or anything like that. So take a day to reset and be right back to it tomorrow, right??" =============================================================================== David pinched at his forefinger with his other hand in a gesture of clear discomfort whilst Max showed himself around following another snide insult at his attempt to be nice. He'd have to keep trying, and especially trying to ignore what the young man was doing in the fridge. Gwen did keep her Shock Tops in there and a few other cans of beer. "I think it'd be fun! You'd probably get a kick out of it if you just gave it a shot." His brows furrowed up, but he was smiling as he followed Max and stood with both hands on the counter nearby;looking towards him. "Well I ..uh..................." He didn't know what the FMLA was, but pretended it wasn't important. "Oh, I plan on being back tonight. Resting up here isn't gonna take all day.......anhn..and I'll just get bored anyway. I love my job..don't know what I'd do without." He hadn't made any connection with Max's behavior having to do with NOT wanting him to recover or come back.   =============================================================================== Max picked up one of the beers, looking it over with an investigative look before cracking it open, letting it fizz and froth from the mouth of the can. "No fucking thanks, David. I'd rather throw rocks at passerbys than indulge in your lame ass attempts of bonding. Honestly, it's just embarrassing at this point. Considering." Bringing the drink to his mouth, Max sipped at the beverage and grunted at the taste. Not great. Not that Max had a great understanding what good beer tasted like. "You sureee? Wouldn't want to rush yourself. Sleep deprivation isn't good for you, you know." Max smirked up at David, features all mean. "Oh yeah, I'd imagine losing this position would be fucking devastating for you. Where the hell would you go with the skill sets YOU have?" Max went strolling down the hall like he owned the place, making his way to David's room. "That'd probably be like...your worst nightmare, right? Wow, that's sad. This REALLY is all you ever wanted." =============================================================================== David was being backed into a corner again like he had been at the cafeteria and though he recognized it more fully this time, he didn't really know what to do about it. Maybe he should go get Gwen so she could help?? Surely, she'd be on his side. That would get Max into trouble, though, which wouldn't help them work through their obvious problems. His cheeks burned in complete indignation when the camper actually had the gall to grab alcohol in front of him. "MAX!! You know I can't just let you drink alcohol!! You're ten and you obviously don't even like it-" His voice squeaked and the indignant expression remained when the camper just went striding off down the hallway in full confidence, spouting borderline cruel commentary all the way. David's face was red, his hands trembling and his brows furrowed as he started pumping himself up to face the kid head on. "Now that's enough. Give me that." He followed, entering his room behind Max and stomping over to try and take back the beer. "I just don't understand. Did something happen to you, did someone do something to you???" He exhaled sharply before reaching up to rub the back of his eyelids with his fingertips. "We can talk about it, Max.............you don't have to do....all of this! This is stupid!" =============================================================================== Max gave a pleased smirk as David's facade started to crumble some, seeing the offense on his features and hearing his voice crack. That was a whole lot better. "What are you gonna do, David?? Come on." He made the 'bring it' motion with one hand. "Try to stop me." Max gave a harsh laugh and continued walking off, pushing into David's room and seeing if he could locate his phone. If it wasn't in here then it was probably on David's person. Max turned around when David followed him and came stomping over to confiscate the beverage. "Well, sheesh, David...if you want it back that badly." Max proceeded to hold the can towards him and then just tip it forward to spill it all over the front of David's shorts. "Pfhhhhh. You keep trying to pull THAT shit excuse then you're going to just be sympathizing with every abuser out there, dipshit." Max said, not confirming or denying his questioning. "Oh noooo, everything is perfectly fine, remember? You seemed pretty intent on acting like nothing happened so come on, let's keep it up." Max tossed the can at him, his voice escalating some. "But don't think I'm not totally taking advantage of all this." =============================================================================== David let out a shrill noise at ice cold beer being ejected all over his front and down his pants. Now it looked like he'd thoroughly peed himself!! He held his arms up with another little high pitched noise before stomping his foot in frustration. His phone was charging on the bedside table where it often was on times Max would steal it. "I didn't want to pretend nothing happened. I just....I....I just didn't know what to say!" He clapped his hands over his ears and closed his eyes tightly a moment before cringing at the can then hitting his front. Dammit! David looked forward in determination again with his shoulders stiff and brows furrowed. "Are you trying to be sent home? Is this what this is? If being here is this miserable for you, then I'll drive you back myself!" And because he was too upset to restrain it, he tacked on resentfully.: "I'm not even certain its safe for the other campers that you're here!" ===============================================================================   Max looked much more pleased at getting beer spilled all over David, cracking through that visage of grins and a good attitude so easily this time. Not that it was exactly fair, he was still pretty fragile. "Guess I can't blame you there. I wouldn't know what to say after falling for the schtick you did." Max said, shrugging in complete nonchalance. The kid faced David, you'd think he was towering over the man with the stare he was giving him. "Oh no, you should actually be proud of yourself, David. Because you actually helped me find a REASON to stay at this shitty fucked up place. And that's to torture you! You're not going to get away from this, it's what you signed up for!! Remember? Taking me back home means you fucking give up." Max let out a low laugh at the last remark. "PLEASE, you know more than anyone else that this is all about you!" Coming forward, Max gave his midsection a pat. "I figure you have two options here. Let me do whatever the fuck I want and accept the position of becoming my camp bitch.....or I tell someone the reason why I have to go home in such a hurry." He sneered up at David, jabbing him in the gut. =============================================================================== David quickly cowered back from the camper's fierce, overbearing presence. How had he not seen this? There must be a REASON he was acting this way, right!?! This was even worse than Nurf, this was far worse as it was so methodically cruel and so focused on one, singular person. David shook his head sharply and reached up to tangle his long fingers in his camp shirt. "You want to stay, then stay. I'm not here to be your emotional punching bag all the time, Max! If y-you're going to behave this way and think you are so grown up, then I'm going to have to treat you like you are!" He stepped back when Max stepped forward, then stepped back again with a squeak at his stomach being patted, the jabbed. David mumbled something in humiliation as he was called out. It WAS about him. "I just don't like you being so mean. And why should I LET you be so mean to me, just because you can-" His green eyes widened in horror at this outright threat. He didn't know precisely what Max was referring to. What REASON he'd give. But he knew he wasn't going to like it, he knew it probably wasn't going to be the truth- and even if it were. David held his breath, but he couldn't count because it was all just static. He quickly turned around and started briskly heading off in the opposite direction. "It doesn't matter what you tell them! Gwen is always going to believe me." He insisted with enormous tension in his tone as he desperately made to escape this terrible notion.   =============================================================================== Max was feeling pretty damn good about the steps back David would take in response to his stepping forward. He could have so easily backed him into a corner...was he really scared of him?? If so, it was exactly what he wanted. "What choice do you have? It's not like you're capable of standing up for yourself! Really, it's YOUR fault that you're in the situation that you are!" Max just laughed at rude at David asking this before really absorbing the look of horror that unfolded on David's face at his threat. It clearly was a good remark because it had the counselor retreating from the room in a need to escape. "It doesn't MATTER what Gwen thinks, David!! All I have to do is tell Cameron that you molested me and I'm totally telling my parents and getting this whole place put under lawsuit unless he fires your ass! How fast you think he'll act with that notion!!" Max called out after him. Absolutely fucking evil.   =============================================================================== David some how had this sinking feeling that this was going to go there. He was all determined to run to his co-counselor for help when Max called out this devastating final blow that he wished he hadn't even heard. Max always knew precisely what to say to just jab that knife in there and twist it around. He stopped dead still, rigid, with a bit of sweat building on his brow. He could almost feel the gray hairs sprouting up on his head everywhere as he slowly turned around. David was still gripping hold of his shirt front as he faced Max completely again. "What do you want, Max?" He frowned hard with his eyelids lowered and brows furrowed in enormous restraint of emotion. His tone was almost completely deadpan in tone. Maybe Max just wanted confirmation that he'd do anything he said from now on and he'd be satisfied with that. =============================================================================== ax was waiting, arms folded and hips at an angle in the most overly smug, asshole position he could possibly muster. He was all smirks, eyelids lowered and waiting for David to turn around to face him again. When David did, his brows raised and he could see the pain on the counselors face. Snagged. No where he could go now. Max shrugged, like none of this was a big deal, arms coming behind his back as he strolled forward. "I already told you your options, David. The better one here is the one where I get to do whatever I want and you get to keep your shitty job. That way we both win!" He made sure to heavily mock David with that last statement. Hands came back up, head tilting to one side. "You can start off by sucking my dick." ***** Another Step Too Far Part 2 ***** Chapter Summary .............Continued Chapter 8 #noncon #underage #blackmail David felt this low thud in the back of his throat that raised up to make his ears burn with heat whilst Max strode forward. He was seeing the camper in a different light than before, and it wasn't flattering whatsoever. His green eyes squeezed, hands folded over one another and he finally visibly cringed at this first demand. The counselor's mouth dropped open, his eyes glazing over and his pupils darting to the floor in tremendous fluster. "I D-.............................I don't know............how." Was his voice always this small??? He got the gist of it, which was probably why he was covering his own mouth with his right palm and holding his forearm over his front.   =============================================================================== Max watched David's mouth open, just waiting for the response. It had his fingers twitching and this horrible sensation of lust start to build up in his middle. When David so softly spoke, Max just cracked a wider grin at how he well he had beaten him down. So much of his summer spent hounding this bastard, and he finally had him pinned with his jaws at his throat. "You're smart. I'm sure you'll figure it out." Max said, making a 'come over here' motion with his fingers. "What was that thing you say about trying new things and shit??" Max went to go hop up on the side of David's bed, fingers tapping against the mattress and one foot hitching up as he looked the counselor on with expectation. "The faster you go, the sooner it'll be over with." =============================================================================== David was mostly just shell shocked again and pinned with no where to go. He didn't have a lot of protection against this kind of behavior, especially coming from Max. Specifically against it coming from Max. With glassy eyes he kept his mouth covered and brows furrowed up as he took a few gingerly placed steps forward. There was a window behind the kid that he felt was all too open even if it didn't over look anywhere anybody could see right now. He felt like the spot light was blaring down on him, and the stage fright was crippling. Suddenly he was on his knees as if his legs had lost all ability to hold him up. He felt a bit displaced as his wobbling hands reached out to press upon Max's knees. His eyes couldn't find anywhere to focus and he was rather mortified as he tried everything to avoid Max's eyes. Despite the logic of the 'faster you go', David didn't seem to be going anywhere. He was fairly paralyzed. =============================================================================== Max watched David come walking forward, kind of stunned himself as the man approached him. Who knew he had so much leverage this entire time. Why it didn't occur to him sooner was beyond him.. Licking his lips, Max shifted in his positioning and felt his face go flush when David sunk down on his knees before him and so softly placed his hands on his legs. This chill ran up his spine and he was having to control his breathing. It kept escalating when he did that though, this rush of sensation spreading between his legs. "Come on, David." He snapped his fingers. "You're just wasting your precious daylight here." Figuring he needed some help, Max reached out to grab the back of David's fluffy head and he roughly shoved his face against his crotch. =============================================================================== David gave this puppy dog frown as if it would surely incite the reaction of guilt and put some sense in Max not to treat him this way. It didn't work, obviously, as he found his face shoved right down in between the camper's thighs. "MPFH!!!" He put his hands up, then braced to Max's knees. Blood pressure building, anxiety swelling and despair filling in, he quickly fumbled forward to rather frantically pop the button loose on Max's pants. He was trying so hard to keep his eyes closed, or as much as possible. His head was pounding, his fingers kept slipping and everything was moving fast again. Clumsy as hell, his too long fingers found Max's package and all too sloppily he jerked forward to push his mouth somewhere near by it. David missed several times, but kept himself close to the point of suffocation until he got it right. It felt really bad, but he had Max in his mouth at last. All of his frantic panting had dried his saliva up and cooled the interior of his oral cavity, which made this even more uncomfortable.....that was combined with the fact that besides THIS, he had no idea what a 'blow job' entailed.   =============================================================================== Max was getting antsy pretty quick, letting out a low noise at David's fingers fumbling with his pants and his inability to find vantage anywhere on his frame. His hands removed from his hair when David began to pull away his clothes and try to just act on pure inertia it seemed. The boy looked on lazily, hands pressed into the mattress and his green eyes boring into the counselor as he missed the mark on where his mouth should be. He was increasingly hard against his undies in any case, of course small as was his age...but boy did he have a sex drive. Max hissed out a noise at all the bad adjustments and poor attempts, groaning out in frustration over. "Holy fuck, David. Have you never like...watched a video? Or read a fucking book? Fucking hell" When David did manage to get his lips around him, it incited a low growl of a noise, Max reaching out to grapple both hands into the back of his skull as his erection just sat in David's partially dry mouth. "Ughghhhhhh." He jerked his hips forward in frustration, clearly having to take matters into his own hands if he wanted this to go anywhere! =============================================================================== Obviously David hadn't done either of those things!! "Mrnnghhhhhhhhhhh-" Came his classic noise of displeasure over the rough handling, crude commentary and all the growling coming off of Max. The kid obviously knew what to do, which lead to the question burning in his mind. Had he watched a video, read a book.........or had he done this before? He was trying, really trying, but it was drastically slow going here. Max's foreskin rubbing over his mostly dry tongue wasn't pleasant for anyone, but the specific taste had the glands filling in spit where it'd been missing before. He kept his mouth mostly closed and clenched one eye shut whilst Max jerked forward against him. David's head spun, feeling much of Max entering his mouth. It was far, far more distinct in texture, taste and shape....all too vividly THERE and all too impossible to ignore. Sweat trailed down his brow as his hands wobbled to the lodge floor to brace upon his knuckles. Scooting forward just a bit, he opened his mouth a little bit wider to try escaping some of it. He could feel Max's fingers tangled in his red hair, pinching and stinging as each strand was tugged at the root.   =============================================================================== Max panted frantically, each push against the roof of David's mouth or sliding over his too-dry tongue not being near enough to satisfy the ache he was currently experiencing. He recalled blowjobs being way more incredible than what he was being subjected to right now. He didn't consider how dependent it was on the person doing it. David being in such a humiliating spot helped though, one heel hooking against the man's shoulder as he continued to thrust against his open mouth. Eyes looked up to the ceiling as he panted for air, able to finally feel some wetness of saliva building up that accompanied warmth over the underside of his dick. It wasn't enough though. Max let out a loud, frustrated groan when David opened his jaw more and lessened the pressure and suction upon him, now just unhappily sliding over his tongue or bumping the roof of his mouth. "FUcking FUCK." Shoving David hard, Max gave him a good kick to the collar to get him the hell off. "You SUCK at this. Well, actually you don't suck which is the fucking problem here. Ughghghh." Pressing a hand against his dick just to alleviate some of the pressure, Max slipped down off the bed to shove David onto the floor. =============================================================================== David wasn't really being given any room to move and just kept wincing and cringing through each following thrust. One after the next kept hitting close to the back of his throat and making him want to be sick, and Max had his foot shoved in such an angle that he couldn't move back or forward a great deal. There was a growing frustration radiating off of the camper that even David could feel, and he was hard pressed to even do this well. He didn't WANT to do it, he didn't want Max to keep making him do it, so why on Earth would he try to be good at it!? David squeaked and jerked back at the kick; feeling a rattle of pain go across his collarbone. "I'm sorry! I don't want to do this, Max." David tried to angrily plea for himself with his lips pink and a little coated in 'gloss' from fluids. The secondary shove put him on his rear end, and then on his back again with his knees quivering. He didn't have to shove him around, as David was clearly going to obey verbal commands. Dejected, the counselor braced back on his forearm. "You can still stop......." He persisted unhappily.   =============================================================================== Max shoved at David because it felt good to do so, that great release of energy from how frustrated he was growing. Actual pleasure was just so close, he could just barely feel it right before him. He felt slightly better about David being on the floor, coming to sit on his middle which was quickly becoming a favorite position of his. "I don't care if you don't want to, at least make a fucking effort here. Your JOB is relying on this, David." Max said, huffing excessively. His face was still pink from the interaction, bits of clear cum dotting the head of his erect dick that pressed at his hoodie. He could feel David's frame trembling beneath him and he let out a scoff at it, his smirk returning. "Here, I'll take a page from your book when I can't be assed to do a thing. I'll demonstrate for you." Turning about, Max now had his back facing David, legs pressed at either side of his ribcage. Moving forward, fingers popped open his shorts and hastily pulled at his underwear. There was a quick green-eyed leer back at the counselor, like he was daring him to stop him. It was followed up with a quick downward dip of his head, mouth coming to open easily against him and slip around his sex before him. =============================================================================== David winced hard when reminded that his job was relying on this. He wasn't even positive that the camper knew how much it hurt for him to threaten that, because no one could ever be so cruel, could they?!? His eyes burned with tears and his lip was poking out as he refused to look at Max. Every breath was falling in closer and closer together and his hands were back to covering his chest. He whined hard at the smirk, which was followed with yet another whine whilst Max threatened to demonstrate. "MMMrnnrgngnghhhh-" David's knees snapped together hard, and his heels dug into the floorboards. He felt dizzy again at the sensation of hands jerking at his pants, followed by distinct shuffling sounds, unzipping sounds and then the cold air rushing in around his groin. He made the mistake of opening his eyes long enough to catch that dastardly expression coming off Max. "MNRHghghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-" David covered his face in misery and shuddered hard at the pressure, the temperature, the sensation. So distinctly Max's tongue, his lips, his teeth and the ridge of the inside of his mouth. It took long moments but the muscle tensed, then pulsed as blood pooled the region. He really wished Max wouldn't. Anchoring up on his elbows, David cracked one eye open to unhappily watch the camper's back. The kid's lower half was really framed here in this posture with the looseness of his shorts making his underwear show and even his buttcrack a little. David's fingers trembled as he reached out to fix it so Max was more covered again.   =============================================================================== Max gave an amused noise amidst all of David's upset whines, feeling his lanky frame tense so dramatically over it. It was a good opportunity for him to steal better looks at the older man's privates, how much paler his skin was here and how he had these tufts of red hair across his groin. It had Max smiling, which was good that he was angled away from David. Getting right to it, Max opened his mouth up over David, lips curling over and tongue sliding along the underside of this sensitive flesh. It took some work up, but he eventually felt the skin unfolded within his mouth which encouraged him to apply pressure and suck at the head of it. Eyes squeezed shut as he pushed forward, taking in David's taste and his distinct smell. His musk was far more prominent here, though he definitely still had the aroma of trees and Earth on him. Max sighed around his mouthful, one hand coming out to jerk at the inches his mouth couldn't quite get around. There were all these terrible indications of confidence and understanding in the motions that implied Max had done this before. There was a low growl when he felt David reach out to pull at his clothes to cover where skin was showing. He responded to it by reaching behind himself to snatch his hand and pull it over to press against his crotch instead. "I'm giving you a decent BJ here, David. The least you can do is jerk me off." He kept it pressed here with a stubbornness as he went back down to take David back into his mouth and slide forward, tongue sliding over the head of his cock and slipping the tip of it to wriggle underneath the opening of his foreskin before manually pushing it down. =============================================================================== David's member was long, thin and uncut with the distinguishing markings of moles hidden here and there. He used some kind of pine soap, which was no doubt clinging to the fluffy pubes that framed only the top of his groin area. Everything was decidedly soft, unmarred and practically unused for these purposes. The proper response was there, though, if only because of the pressure and suction. He was too anxious and too upset to notice anything that might resemble pleasure from the attention; too mortified on what was happening. Even still, he whined because he was distressed and kept his mouth closed with a palm to his lips. Someone had obviously done this to Max. It was racing rapidly through his mind and making him sick with grief. Upon the demand to 'jerk me off', David blearily dislodged his hands from his own face and reached out to push his thumb into the boy's back dimples instead with his fingers coming to rest on his soft sides. His legs shifted uncomfortably with heel scuffing the floor as he shifted the hand position to drag his digits up Max's back, beneath his hoodie and undershirt. It wasn't jerking him off. He knew it wasn't. He instead drug his nails up either side of Max's spine before then dragging them right down. =============================================================================== Max groaned some around his mouthful, sort of coveting the flesh he had before him right now. He sucked slightly harder, fingers pushing at the base and brushing over the fluff of hair here before pushing forward to take in more of the muscle and aim to completely saturate it in his saliva. He was awaiting for a semblance of his own relief to follow forth one he demanded action from David. What he got instead made his skin crawl and his back straighten as long fingers slipped under his layers of clothing to slide along his skin. Pulling off with a wet noise, Max gave a hard shudder at the gentle scrape of nails along his spine. Yeah, that was plenty of that. Sitting up straight, Max turned to face David again, his mouth pink and all wet with spit. "You're really fucking bad at this, you know that?" Max said with his eyes squeezed into a leer. "If you're going to be my bitch you're going to have step up the game here." Inching forward, Max reached down to grope himself while his free hand went to press flat against David's head to keep his face in place. Knees pressed at either of his shoulders and there came the distinct sound of wet skin as he started jerking himself off so close to David's features. =============================================================================== David felt a distinctively strange chill upon the full body shudder which quaked through the young man's frame. He hadn't necessarily meant to give that kind of reaction and so quickly rescinded his hands away from Max with a low, apologetic noise. His eyes widened when the kid turned around with this expression. It immediately prompted the mortified expression off of David again, which was only more intense the more Max turned to reveal himself directly. "C-can't we just........s..start at the beginning?" His brows furrowed up and pupils cast forward to Max's privates before quickly looking away once more. "I could............h-hold your hand, hug you....um.....we c-cc-could kiss maybe..........even-" David winced with his lip trembling at the sound of Max jerking himself off. It was impossible to ignore, being so visually aimed right at his own face. "That'd be better than..me not...wanting it, right??" He searched fretfully. =============================================================================== Max immediately felt better at the expression contorting on David's face once he came back into view again. Sweat was starting to bead his face, remaining diligent as he kept him in place and stroking himself over and over, fingers slipping over the skin. Teeth bared at David piping up suggestions, it resulting in Max taking a handful of David's hair. "I think we're far past that, David." He did feel himself burn up at these suggestions of 'nicer' displays of 'affection'. He gnawed on his lip and averted his line of vision to the far wall, feeling pretty fucking gross over how it made his heart do a leap in his chest. That wasn't the focus here. "Haaahhhh, like you'd want any of it!!" Max nearly shouted, his jerky movements becoming more fervent. "I'm doing this to hurt you." He was then sure to callously remind him, body huddling over as he forced himself to that peak point where the pleasure plateaued into a tense tight ball. Moaning out more noisily and his breathing becoming far more erratic, Max finished himself off on David's face. Not that it was an impressive release, but still enough translucent fluids to drizzle and splatter on his features in a way that it was satisfying. =============================================================================== David grit his teeth and braced himself as hands seized hold of his hair as punishment for making such suggestions. "Egkh- I'd understand- I-if you just-" He wanted to shield himself in feeling Max growing so antsy. The kid was moving so quickly that he was surely building up to going off like a bomb. It happened so quickly the first time that he kept flinching in expecting it immediately. Of course, his hands were out of the way when Max did come. His eyes tightly closed, brows furrowed up together and he frowned immensely at the little splatter of sticky fluid spraying his features. Lip trembled as he slumped beneath him some. "Y-you can always apologize, Max." David insisted with shaky, out of focus breaths. He reached up, feeling anxious trembles radiating down both arms in dismay that he had to push forward against his will to run and hide. He patted his hands to Max's face and brushed some of the sweat off him. ***** Another Step Too Far Part 3 ***** Chapter Summary Continued................. #noncon #underage #blackmail Max was momentarily dizzy from the end of it, everything in tunnel vision when he looked down to catch sight of David's pink features, all covered in his jizz and looking so horrendously violated and abused. He let out a shaky breath over it, feeling way too warm in his clothes. It was a really good fucking look. Eyes blinked before widening when David's hands came to push against his face, that aura of smugness turning into a tight-lipped frown. "Geee, David. I sure am sorry I jizzed all over your face. I would have much RATHER it had been in your mouth but you had to fuck that up." To further prove that David was wasting his fucking time trying to find the good out of this, Max brought up his phone that he had snatched from the bedside table and took a quick snap of David's cum-covered face. "Hahhhh. Well, David." He reached out to pat his clean cheek. "I showed you how to give a blowjob AND how to jerk off. So you can't give me any fucking excuses next time." He went to stand and button his pants back into place =============================================================================== David had so much he needed to say to the camper that he felt would surely get through to him and find a place of healing where he was still good inside and didn't mean to do all of this. He was determined to break the shell, find out who had done this to the boy and reach a common understanding of one another. In spite of all his tremendous good nature and weak pacifism, something snapped the instant Max flipped the phone forward to take a picture of him. He exhaled this sharp, quick noise with eyes wide and pupils now constricting and expanding from the brief moment of camera flash. Stunned and dismayed, he just breathed harder and quicker whilst Max patted him and stood up. Huffing and puffing, David felt this tremble of distress radiating from his head straight to his toes. "Give me my phone back, Max." David snapped as he quickly pushed up on his hands. His junk was still out, and when he jerkily tried to stand he became encumbered by the shorts, which wanted to slip right down his thighs. David was starting to look....furious. He seized hold of the pants and jerked them back up with face bright fucking red, eyes averted, teeth grit and brows furrowed. As he kept his hand on his pants, he held his free one out in demand. "Give me the fucking phone." =============================================================================== Max looked overly pleased with himself, looking completely inclined to just pocket the device and walk out of the cabin which he had done on several occasions. He'd just tugged down his hoodie and looked mostly inconspicuous when David starting becoming so vividly distress. Max had just stepped over him, now pausing to glance back with his brows raising straight up at how fierce David's tone was. "Wow, that actually sounded aggressive." Max said, one eye squeezing as he grinned up at him. Needless to say, he did not return the phone when he first asked, and just watched David try to hold his composure as he had to hold to his shorts so they didn't fall away. He stared at the held out hand and blinked several times over at David being pressed hard enough to cuss. Max looked stunned at first, before just giving him the nastiest look. "What's the big fucking deal, David?? It's not like I'm in the shot." He said, backing up and waggling the device in taunt. Like a goddamn child. "You want it, you're going to have to take it." =============================================================================== Max was obviously going to just get amused the more upset he became, but he was well past holding it all in and it was too late now to stop himself!! His face was red, his heart was beating so fast and his hands were just shaking trying to do too many things at once. He finally secured his belt just enough that his pants didn't fall down anymore-but it wasn't really enough. He'd been dead serious to have cussed and Max needed to know how dead serious he was. Panting, David felt this climbing ringing sound in the back of his skull as the phone was dangled before him. "EGKH!! Haven't you had enough!?" He cried out as he made a quick pass at snatching it- And missed, of course. His temper climbed several more notches, prompting him to close his eyes tight, tight tight and hold back from just losing his shit. "Y-you're sick, Max, and it's not my fault!" David made another pass, but when he missed this time, he DID snap. Snatching Max by his hoodie, he jerked him right off his feet and gave him a rough shake before forcibly WRINGING the phone from him by twisting his wrist until it could no longer physically hold. =============================================================================== Max could see the cracks in the foundation just splintering off into segments. David was falling apart at the seams and the boy was delighted that it got to be him to chip away at the plaster. "Oh, it's never going to be enough." He said with a wider grin, snatching the phone away just as David went to make a pass for it. He gave this terrible laugh when David's temper rose and rose the longer he was without the item in his possession. "Fucking hell, David. I never said it WAS. I don't need a fucking reason." Max took another step back and jerked the phone away from him again, flashing his teeth. He was getting way, way, wayyyy too excited over David getting so angry. He'd never seen such an expression on the man! It was quickly cut short by David actually coming to grab him by his hoodie and dizzying him with this rather violent shake. It worked well enough to stun him. Max let out a sharp noise at David coming to snatch his wrist and twist it back until the phone dropped, leaving him breathless a moment as he just watched it slip from his fingers. His face was bright red now, mouth slightly open and looking absolutely shocked. There was an unreadable expression on Max and he went completely silent. =============================================================================== David didn't really realize that he'd completely lost his temper and blacked right the fuck out until there came the sound of his phone actually hitting the floor. It made this alarming clatter before bouncing across the wooden floorboards as David kept the camper hoisted up off the ground. His brows upturned when he realized what he'd done and that Max's behavior had gone from menacing encouragement to this stunned silence. Intensely upset, he refused to apologize for manhandling the young man. He didn't put him down, but did relieve the pressure on his wrist before stomping across the room and roughly depositing Max out in the hallway on his feet. Only then did he let go of his hoodie. "Get out." Stepping back, he made as if to slam the door but instead just strode back across the room to stand by his phone on the floor below. It was on, with that humiliating picture displayed of course.....to make matters even more embarrassing, his loosely fitting shorts just slipped right off down to his ankles again. David sighed and stood there in his underwear. "Max." He snapped.   =============================================================================== Max didn't want David to apologize for it, honestly just amazed that the bastard had the balls to actually snatch him like this. He did look down with a grimace at having lost the phone and started kicking when he was carried out of the room and tossed back into the hallway. He managed to land on his feet, hands out to steady himself. He looked back with a glare as David went to go retrieve his phone from the floor. "Fine, whatever." Was Max's response, a hand coming up to rub at his throat from where he could feel his pulse. There was a lot of conflicting emotions twisting about him now...indigence, the usual anger, some arousal.....guilt. "Enjoy the rest of your sick day, fucko." Hands going to his pockets, Max went to stroll right out of the cabin like he hadn't done a thing. He stopped mid-walk when he heard David snapping his name, glancing over his shoulder for a brief moment before letting out a gruff noise. "Don't think this is over, David. I'll give you props for growing some balls....but there is literally nothing you could do that is even the slightest bit threatening." Flipping him off, JUST to be sure David knew where he still stood, Max backed his way out of sight before flipping back around to head for the exit. =============================================================================== David stepped out of his pants with a frown before picking them up and holding them over his pelvic area to hide that he was still struggling with this erection through his tight underwear. He was turning it over and over in his head and feeling more and more distressed by the moment, but also had this dreadful sensation crawling down the back of his spine. "I-" He waited for Max to be through, then let his green eyes drop again when the boy flipped him off and made to leave once more. "I wasn't going to threaten. Max, wait," David snapped a little as he went to stand by the doorway to his room with one hand holding onto it and the other looking down at his pants, which he still held. "I was going to ask if you had any more in you." He didn't look up, and had this wry expression as his voice was incredibly soft. "Did you want to go again?"   =============================================================================== Max was always quick to retreat when things didn't go his way, else be subjected to doing things he didn't want to fucking do. Like be humiliated or admit that what he was doing was wrong.....dumb shit like that. He did stop when David told him to wait, brows furrowing, like maybe he didn't hear him right. Turning back around, Max squeezed his eyes and held his mouth slightly open so you could just see his teeth when David asked this. This completely and utterly confused look was on him, looking from right to left. "Are...you.." Max let out a low laugh, hands coming back up. "Are you fucking serious?" Eyes glanced up at the ceiling, as he thought deeply on this. "I didn't take you for a masochist." He came strolling back over, of course now just intrigued as to why in Hell David would try to reign him back in when he was in near tears not too long ago. "Sure, camp man, I can humor you." =============================================================================== David looked incredibly exhausted in contrast to how perked up the camper was. His reasoning for inviting him back was actually outrageously pitiful, as he recalled what Max had said before regarding black mailing him into losing his job. In snapping out at the camper, he'd created a scenario in his mind where Max may just take revenge. Maybe there was another reason, too. Maybe there was something else. David rubbed at his left eye and took steps back into the room before closing the door behind Max so it wouldn't just be wide open. This cast his little bedroom in a more dim light which was from evening beginning to fall on the campgrounds outside. The counselor returned to the bed with a few steady breaths before plopping down onto it and resting his arms in the pillows with his back exposed. He looked sidelong, expectantly at Max with a few quick breaths. "I have..um..lotion. That would probably work." He glanced to the side table before putting his mouth below his forearms. His voice was still small. =============================================================================== Max followed David back into the room, glancing back as the door was closed behind the both of them. He leered up at the older man afterwards, able to see the tired look on his face. He focused on watching him, more idly strolling behind him. "Not really sure why the fuck you didn't take the opportunity to be left alone." Max said with a callous scoff. "Do you...feel bad? Because that's REALLY pathetic if so. Like, holy shit...I almost had a smidgen of respect for you for a second there." Max took in a breath at David laying on his front on the bed. When he looked over at him, Max prickled and averted eye contact. "What's it for. Moisturizing?" Max said, opening the drawer and grabbing the bottle. He came to climb up on the bed, knees pressing into the mattress and positioning between David's thighs. Turning the bottle upside down, Max restrained a noise as he applied a generous amount over his fingers. Using his clean hand, he reached out to peel away David's underwear before going to press slick, slim fingers against him. =============================================================================== David quickly shook his head as the young man asked if he felt bad. His heart was racing frantically along and something in his throat sunk down, then jumped back up with every step Max took towards the bed. He put his chin and mouth back down in his arms and just watched rather silently in distrust of his own voice. "I-it's for my ..............callouses." He admitted somewhat anxiously as Max climbed into the bed. He didn't want Max to tell anyone. He didn't want that label. Not for himself, not for either of them. David hissed and quickly hide his face at the cold fingers pushing into his clothes. His eyes widened, shoulders bunching at the specific press deep between his legs. It made his knees curl inward a little, heels lifting and breath holding. "C-cc...can you hurry, Max?" David anxiously whispered as the pressure pushed in around him. =============================================================================== Max didn't know what to think of David's behavior. Just allowing himself to be open like this while still so obviously riddled with fear and dread over the whole situation. It was pissing him off in trying to decipher it, his pushing fingers being a little more rough and curling inward. He guffawed at David's plea, head shaking. "Hurry??" He parroted back in aggression. "What the fuck are you getting out of this David? Punishment?? Seeing if you can win again with your persistent pacifism?" If he wanted him to go faster, though! Max roughly removed his fingers, and with a quick adjustments and application he was replacing them with his sluggishly hard dick. "I'll fuck you at whatever goddamn speed I want." Max hissed, hands going to grip ahold of his hips before pushing forward to completely enter him. With the added lubrication and his size, it wasn't a horribly difficult feat to accomplish. Gasping upon entry, Max clawed at the small of David's back before going right to roughly fucking him with quick, jerky motions and hard clutches. =============================================================================== David couldn't outright say it was because he was afraid he'd pissed him off, could he?? He grit his teeth, then yelped as the fingers actually pushed in. The first time, it had just been rough shoves and pushes before one big stinging sensation. This time, it was so much worse. He squeaked again, then wriggled and shifted against the mattress with this cloying desire to get away from the embarrassing and overwhelming sensations. "I-i-it isn't........w-wait! I didn't mean-" He wished he hadn't made that commentary, as he didn't want anything faster or harder than this. He just needed it to be over quickly. Bracing the bed, the pillows and the comforter was a lot nicer than the floor. His eyes remained rather wide and stressed with brows furrowed up for a moment as Max replaced digits with himself. Oh this was bad bad bad bad bad. The hooking, ebbing and pushing sensations were so intense but not agonizing. He could bear them, get quickly used to them despite wriggling forward to try and find relief. Trying hard to relax, David turned his head with his eyes closed and braced each rapid fire thrust with a series of quick little 'mph' 'umph' 'hngh' noises each time that were rather jerked out of him. Max could get what he wanted and if he got what he wanted- =============================================================================== Sweat was starting to build up on him again, holding tight to David as he went right for relentlessly fucking him. "NNooope!! You already said you wanted me to hurry!" Max was quickly becoming fully hard again, groaning out at the sensation of David closing in around him. It was much more complete and fuller than their last interaction, and he wasn't coming fucking immediately. His head lolled back, mouth open in his excessive gasping and shameless noise making. The noises he was driving from David did not help, each little squeak or gasp making so fucking hot with lust. Max pushed Daniel's clothes up so he could see more of his back, hand pressing to the enticing curve of it and groaning audibly at how much it enraged him. 'D-do...do you LIKE this, David?" Max said, unable to stop himself from being absolutely vile. "Was THAT what it was? You just wanted me to take care of the erection I stirred up??" His thrusts came in fast enough now to leave red imprints on David's ass from the button and zipper of his pants. Nails scraped over his sides and he was progressively leaning closer and closer until he was breathing hot against David's skin. Continuing his onslaught of harsh thrusts, Max's end came in the form of an anxious flurry before he just roughly pressed himself against David, face pushing between his shoulder blades and hips against him as he came for the second time today. This time it got to be inside of the counselor, and he was washed in the power of it, letting it out in the form of intense noises against his back. =============================================================================== David's brows upturned dramatically at the crude remark from the young camper. He couldn't even pretend this was somehow derived of something distantly romantic or maybe even friendly with that kind of talk. Max was always jerking him right back into the dreadful reality that he'd been blackmailed into losing himself, and it was to someone he'd liked and cared about. He made a choked noise, coughed and inhaled sharply once more which caused him to choke on spit yet again as Max remarked his erection. He whined, groaned unhappily and pushed slightly up on his knees just a fraction. He hadn't meant for it to make the thrusts more full, or to cause the motions to shove his face back down into the pillows where he stayed through the duration. Buried, he kept his face, nose, mouth and ears fully covered as his body fought through the dizzying sensations. Without the distractions, the rough sensations were all there was. Claws dragging his back, that weight and distinct pressure of something spiking inside him. Slim and angled just right to hit that inexplicable spot he didn't know existed. He couldn't come, but produced something ruined through choked spasms that likely went unnoticed by Max. He'd lost the erection, but the hits just kept pushing up fluid and this wretched sensation until he was panting like a dog with tongue lolling out for fresh air. The sensation turned to cringing pain as Max persisted beyond, jerking whines and cries out of him til the end. He wasn't terribly hurt, not physically. =============================================================================== When it was over he just breathed heavily with his face going back to the pillows and his body shifting to the side for relief of stiffness and spasms.Max groaned at the slight shift in David's positioning, the rise of his hips allowing him to wrap his arms tightly about his waist so he could finish up in his fucking him at wild abandon. The various noises David made, including those choked ones, were extremely arousal inducing and it made the orgasm he was working up to all that much better. Come the end of it, Max was just laying against David's back, desperately gasping for air. Everything was so hot, and he was flushed in the face and sweating all over. Fingers came up to run down David's sides before he slowly pulled out and flipped over to lay on his back beside him. His legs felt weak and numbed, trying to ease them out of the state they were in by slowly bending his knees up. "Holy fuck." He muttered, eyes closing and arms coming over his chest. He was.....just going to lay here a second. =============================================================================== David was feeling too dizzy to focus, so he didn't and instead watched blearily as Max dropped onto the bed next to him. He breathed hard, bracing his elbows down and forearms straight so he could get more fresh, cooler air into his lungs. His own legs were trembling, and he felt decidedly wet...uncomfortably slimy. Everything was tingling. He'd gone through it with Max, but felt they were on different planes of existence. Unhappy and vulnerable, he pawed out to tug Max in with both arms; laying on his side and squeezing him to his own front with some secondary quivers and unfocused breaths. =============================================================================== Max could definitely agree that he was on another plane of existence. Floating in the afterglow and staring up at the ceiling of David's room. It was a lot, and he was again met with this buzzing high upon completion of it. Of making David his own in a way.... It was the only way he could have him... The hands coming out to paw at him had him jerking at first, like he was expecting a rough touch. Though he stayed extremely stiff, he did halt his movements as those long arms pulled him and held him close. He thought he was hot before, now his face was burning like never before. Giving a hard swallow, Max brought up his hand and let them rest against David's front where he snuggled in and closed his eyes as he listened to his heart beat. 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