Soren continued to greet the folks coming to stay for the weekend, making sure he had everyone’s names down so he knew who was who once the camp had its way with them, while also keeping an eye out for any more visitors who might cause problems. Once most of the visitors had checked in, another car pulled into the parking lot, and a young man and woman stepped out and looked around.
They were both in their mid-twenties, with the young woman tightly holding onto her partner’s hand and tugged him over toward Soren. “Boyfriend and girlfriend. And she’s the one in charge,” Soren guessed to himself as they approached. For some reason, an image of Jack and Jared flashed through his head, though he wasn’t completely sure why. He shook his head to clear the image and smiled broadly before putting his paw out. Hand, he had to remind himself.
The young woman looked up at the enormous man in front of her and whistled, looking him up and down to take him all in. “You. Are. Big,” she said, stating the obvious, her eyes lingering on the big bulge in his uniform’s shorts before noticing the ring on his finger. She let out a sigh, the pulled her boyfriend up next to her. They were both about Soren’s age, with the young woman dressed in a revealing miniskirt and blouse and the young man dressed in a band t-shirt and ratty jeans, looking more like an overgrown teenager than an adult man.
“Anyway, we’re here for the adults weekend! One of my friends came here last summer, and she came back saying it was the greatest place in the world,” she said, playing with her hair and giving Soren a playful look. “I figure she got laid or something, right? So, me and my boyfriend here decided to come and see if we could find a little action, maybe add a third person to our relationship. That’s what goes on at these ‘adults weekends’, right?”
Next to her, the young man was blushing bright red, clearly wishing he was anywhere else. Although, from the looks he was giving Soren, drawing his eyes across the huge man’s chest and arms, Soren had to guess that he was either bi or deeply closeted.
Soren rolled his eyes at the woman’s obvious come-ons. “If that’s what’s going on, it’s none of my business. And I’m spoken for,” he said, trying to move swiftly on from the irritating woman. “You’ve got names, I assume?”
The woman huffed a bit, clearly used to getting her way. “Ellen. And he’s Cameron,” she said brusquely, deciding to look elsewhere for ‘fun’ that weekend. She’d come for some kinky action out in the woods with a bunch of strangers, and she’d generously allowed her submissive boyfriend to tag along.
“Great. You’ll be in cabin 8 and he’ll be in number 3,” Soren said, then he smiled when he saw Ellen’s baffled expression. “Sorry, boys and girls can’t share a cabin. Camp rules, I’m afraid.”
Ellen didn’t appreciate being called a ‘girl’ like she was a child, but she kept quiet. After they were checked in, Ellen looked at the sign at the front gates, decorated with happy animals playing around, and wondered if she’d completely misread this place. She grabbed her bags and stormed off toward cabin 8, leaving Cameron behind with Soren.
“She'll relax eventually. I’m sure it’s just first-day jitters,” Soren said, patting the smaller man on the shoulder and nearly knocking him to the ground. He smiled down at Cameron, wanting at least one of the two to feel welcome at the camp. “I’m sure you’ll both have lots of fun here at Camp CritterCreek. See you in the morning!”
Cameron nodded and meekly ran off toward his cabin, still thinking about the big head counselor as he turned down a fork in the road toward the men’s cabins. He didn’t like how Ellen was always hitting on other men in front of him, but he figured she was the best chance he had not to stay a virgin for the rest of his life. If he thought he had a chance with anyone else, he’d probably take it, but being the skinny, quiet, late-bloomer he was he didn’t rate his chances highly.
Soren looked after the two new visitors and sighed, wondering why he seemed to be getting all the tough ones on his first go as head counselor. “Me and Jack didn’t have this hard a time our first year, did we?” he muttered to himself, then a breeze blew past his ear, and the sound made him blush. “Oh yeah, I guess a lot did happen, didn’t it…?”
Before long, however, the sun was starting to set over the camp and Soren hurried back to his cabin to deal with any last-minute business before the real fun part of the weekend kicked in...