Summer Switch Ch. 01

This series was extremely hard to categorize. As a whole, it fits under many categories: Mutual Masturbation, Exhibition/Voyeur, Group Sex, Gay Male, and BDSM. Each Chapter is categorized according to it's most prominent theme.

Here's the basic plot: A group of 4 best friends head up to a cottage for the week to celebrate their high school graduations and kick off the summer. They confess their fantasies which leads to a whole ton of exploration and re-evaluation of sexual orientations!

* Any character in any type of sexual situation is AT LEAST 18.

* Story characters don't get STDs or unwanted pregnancies. In real life, use protection.

* In Canada, pot is legal and the legal age for purchasing alcohol is much lower (18 or 19) than in the US.

Chapter 1

The four best friends were sitting on the dock, still drying off from an afternoon spent horsing around in the lake. They had spent many a happy time here together and now the final summer before their university years stretched ahead of them. They were enjoying their first beers as the sun set.

It was Tuesday night and they had already enjoyed 4 days up here at the cottage, spent rehashing and recovering from the past few weeks. Having been so busy throughout the month of June, the friends could now relax, pat themselves on the back for the work they've done getting their high school diplomas. To start off the summer, there was nothing to do but catch each other up on the many things that had happened to each of them during exams, graduation, prom, and afterwards.

As it turned out, all four of their respective girlfriends had just called it quits in the couple of weeks since prom. But this only served to hasten the inevitable break-ups come September; none of the ex-couples had been destined for the same city. None of the relationships had been serious enough to call for broken hearts over the split-ups but still, it stung a little. A couple of the relationships had been going on for half of Grade 12, which was a long time in high school.

"I mean, don't get me wrong, prom night was amazing!" enthused Jake. "It just feels a bit like she was saying `hey thanks for that but now that I've had my cherry popped in a respectable way, I can move on to the joys of casual sex', am I right?!"

"Seriously!" agreed Nolan who had been in the exact same situation with his own girlfriend and prom date. "You gotta wonder if they like, planned it or something. Some chicks can be totally manipulative." He darted a look at Cam. "Uh, no offence."

"Jeez, none taken!" she waved off the apology with her beer bottle. "They can be! I don't know your exes super well, but based on what I do know, I'd say it's quite possible. You guys are such super nice guys and everyone knows it. I wouldn't be surprised if they'd picked you out specifically to lose their virginity to at prom. But hey, why not take it as a compliment?"

"Pfft!" Jake brushed off her comment. "Sometimes being known as a sweet and respectful guy sucks."

"Makes me glad I'm not in your guys' shoes! At least there were no virginity pressures with my prom date." Cole chimed in, relieved. "What about you, Cam? Did you expect the break up?"

"I don't think Lisa planned anything ahead of time... the breakup was pretty sudden. Could've been she wanted to retreat to the safe waters of heterosexuality after experimenting. Or maybe she feared falling in love with me over the summer and wanted to get out with her heart in one piece!" She produced this last theory with a cocky smile.

"Wouldn't be surprised!" laughed Cole. "With the `fans' you've had all through high school."

"Agreed... you've dated more chicks than any one of us!" Nolan complained.

"Well now we are free for the summer! I propose we enjoy our summer to the fullest, especially now that we have zero chance of getting roped into anything serious." Cam said, raising her beer in salute. The guys toasted back in hearty agreement.

They continued their reminiscing over past girlfriends, a kind of recap of favourite high school moments. The foursome had been friends since Grade 7 and best friends since they'd ended up at the same high school to take advantage of a special program, leaving behind many of their peers at the main high school for their area. It was true they were known as "nice guys" who treated their girlfriends with respect and kindness. As such, they got their fair share of attention. Their good looks didn't hurt either!

Nolan was your classic Greek God type - blond hair and blue eyes, 5'10", with an impressive physique. But those who assumed he was a stuck-up jerk or dumb as a rock (or both) were proven wrong time and time again. He was actually super smart - a secret geek under the "pretty boy" exterior. And he was extremely down to earth, having experienced a lot of hardship in his family. His sweet nature was in part due to his role as the oldest in a family of 4 kids raised by a single disabled mom. His asshole dad had abandoned the family once she got sick and though everyone agreed that they were much better off without him, it was tough going for the first while. Now, Nolan was a great caretaker to his mom and sisters. He was sometimes shy, but wouldn't hesitate to stand up for anyone that needed it. Because of his looks, he was often chased by many of the high school girls, but had actually had the least experience in relationships of their group. He lacked the cockiness that other guys with his looks usually projected and instead had a quiet confidence - steadfast and sure, confident that he would eventually find what he needed out of life. The oldest of them all and the first one to have reached his 19th birthday this year, he projected both leadership qualities and a bit of wisdom and someone who was more comfortable in his skin than many other teens.

Cole was a huge solid jock of a guy, at least 6'2" tall, and extremely muscular from the many sports he played. His dark brown hair fell around his head and neck in tight curls. His eyes were a bright blue-green, startling in their intensity, especially with his darker complexion. As currently evidenced by the hairy chest and legs on display as he sat in his red swim trunks, he had a very testosterone-fuelled body. Despite being only 18, he sported an obvious 5 o'clock shadow by mid-afternoon. He had been raised by his grandparents, a sweet British "Nana" who had immigrated to Canada with her African-born husband when they were expecting their first daughter, Cole's mother. She had then been a pregnant teen with a rebellious personality and too-wild lifestyle. She had died before Cole was even 5 years old; his grandpa had died when Cole was ten. Cole's father hadn't ever been in the picture so Cole had been cast in the role of "man of the house" early on. He was close to (and close in age to) his 3 aunts who were always around even after moving out of the house officially. He was the joker of the group with extra energy to burn, always looking for laughs (and always getting them!), enthusiastic to the last.

Also 18, Jake had a lean swimmer's body, muscular but lanky in his almost 6" frame. His chocolate brown eyes were very soulful, especially when he got a serious or dreamy look on his face. He was sometimes quiet but had an amazing bright white smile when you could coax it out of him. These friends were some of the few who were able to do so. He had very long dark hair, usually kept in a braid down his back as a nod to his First Nations heritage (from his mother's side). Jake's father was a serious man but in more of a strict and cautious way. Jake's mother had moved back to live with her family on the reservation where she'd grown up, wanting to be close to them and help her community as a lawyer. Jake, his father, and his older sister still went to visit her and that side of the family sometimes. He had breezed through his classes, able to pass tests with hardly any studying. He was a skilled musician, playing clarinet in the school music program and guitar and piano just for fun. His singing voice was pretty damn good too. He was a bit of a joker too and he and Cole often got competitive about their jokes (and about just about anything!).

Given their own family issues, it was no wonder the three guys had enjoyed being adopted into Cam's family, spending many many weeks here at the cottage over the summer and even weekends during the late spring and early fall. Cam's parents were pretty hippie-like, looking the part with her dad's pony-tailed hair and her mom's flowing outfits. Cam's full name was actually Chamomile (her older sister Sage got off pretty easy there). The Barrows believed in free-range parenting and were quite permissive; they mostly left Cam to make her own choices and figure things out on her own. But they were always there for her (and her best friends) emotionally. With the freedom to always be herself, tomboy Cam had explored her sexuality early on and had figured out that she preferred girls over guys by middle school. In high school, she was one of the most "out" teens of her peers, which was part of the reason she was so attractive to other queer classmates (especially those who were in the closet or merely curious to try things out with committing to a label). She had personally escorted about a dozen chicks down the rainbow path with her much-discussed women-pleasing skills. She was straight-talker, very direct but in such a friendly way that no one ever took offence.

Of course, she was also in demand due to her hot body and unique style. Her parents had allowed her to start getting tattoos and piercings early on, so even though she'd just turned 18, she had a head start on her peers in the tats and piercings department. She frequently experimented with all sorts of hair cuts and colours. Currently, her thick auburn hair was dyed a bright pink on one side and the underneath was shaved. The hair on top was long enough that she could pull it all back in a ponytail (her usual style) or leave it loose and a little wild with it's natural wave. Her eyes were an interesting colour of blue (dark almost to the point of being sapphire), very huge and expressive, and framed with naturally long lashes. She barely needed makeup but would jazz up her eyes with eyeliner and always slick on some flavoured and tinted lip gloss - her faves were cherry and strawberry. She had a half dozen piercings in each ear, including unique ones such as her daith, conch, and tragus. She had one side of her nose pierced as well as her septum. Her lower-most ear piercings were stretched to a 15mm gauge and she switched out her plugs and tunnels regularly. Her arms were covered with colourful tattoos, a sleeve on each arm with flowers and interesting patterns.

Her skin was quite pale, with a typical Irish/British fair complexion with just a few freckled areas. And she had killer curves - an impressive set of natural D-cup breasts, a cute waist with a soft smooth belly at the front, and generous hips. Due to her interest in swimming, biking, casual sports, and weight-lifting, she had solid muscular arms and legs. She hadn't been slim since well before puberty but her confidence in her body allowed for no doubt she felt as sexy as she looked. She was glad her height of 5'8" wasn't super short so she didn't have to feel dwarfed by the tall best friends she was constantly around. She was less of a tomboy at 18 years old than she had been at 8, but still wore a lot of gender-neutral clothing like T-shirts and jeans (or jean shorts), sneakers, and bathing suits like the two-piece she currently wore - boy short bottoms and a tank-style top with wide straps that showed only a slice of belly.

By the time Cam and her friends had downed their second set of beers on the dock, the sun had set and the mosquitoes were coming around more aggressively. They all decided it was time to head inside for cards or maybe a board game at the table along with more drinking and endless joking and talking.

Cam's parents' cottage was really nice. It had been built by her grandparents and modernized since. The long great room had a huge sectional couch with a fireplace, an entertainment console with built-in shelving for games and books. There was a long table for playing games or having a meal with a larger group. To that side was the kitchen space (a smaller table in the eat-in area); to the other was a full bathroom with a large shower and the laundry room. Upstairs, there was a spacious kids' room in the middle, which contained two twin beds on each of the long walls of the room, with a little couch and bookshelf area on the wall with windows. There were dressers and closets on the fourth wall which led to the hallway and stairs. Over the kitchen was the master bedroom and master bath, and over the laundry room and downstairs bathroom were the guest room and upstairs bathroom. It wasn't super fancy but it was large and comfortable. And the best part was the back porch. It was screened in against the bugs and had a kick-ass Jacuzzi.

They often went out there to relax after their evening's entertainment and before going up to bed. Tonight was no exception. This unique time felt like a special bubble of safe conversation - no topic was too heavy or silly or weird. Many a secret had been shared between the four of them in this very place. Sometimes they would do some pot but passed on it for this evening. They settled back into their previous conversation about their newly single status, this time focusing on what was next for each of them.

"So Cam, who's up here for the summer?" Jake wanted to know. There was a community here - other families who owned cottages - that the teens had gotten to know over the years.

"Oooh are the Nelson sisters around?" Cole cut in before she could answer.

"You horndog!" Nolan smacked his friend on the arm. "They're like 16 aren't they?"

"Something like that." Cam confirmed. "A little too young for you even if they were around! We're nearly university people now, in all our maturity and wisdom."

"Yah but they're twins!" protested Jake, as if that somehow would make his chasing them justified.

They all sighed simultaneously, picturing the hot young sisters and then dissolved into laughter. That was probably the thing the guys loved best about Cam's sexual orientation - she could drool over girls with them, and often did.

"Seems like we'd be fighting over them anyways!!" Cole remarked with a huge grin.

"Too bad they're not quads, we could all share." Jake flashed his perfect smile and played up a predatory expression.

"Right, this why we need to figure out our next moves. No use stepping in each other's attempted territory." Nolan pointed out in all seriousness, leader and peacemaker.

"Well unless your prospect is bi, you don't need to worry about me elbowing in." Cam remarked, holding her hands up as if she were out of the competition.

"That would maybe be a comfort to us if you hadn't single-handedly converted half the chicks in our school to the... colourful side of life, shall we say?" quipped Jake.

"Nuh uh!" she protested, allowing a pause before continuing, "It's at most 40%." She grinned as she sat back in her seat, arms spread out over the edges of the tub, looking cocky and proud. The guys reacted as expected, feigning insult, defending their own sexual prowess.

"Actually, I've been thinking..." she continued, turning more serious but keeping her relaxing lounging pose. "I might remove yourself from any competition whatsoever for the summer. You guys would not have to worry about me - I'd be a non contender for all your potential chicks." Three pairs of eyes focused on her after that strangely hesitant comment. She looked a little... shy despite her outward posturing. Which they all knew almost never happened - Cam had confidence for days, especially when it came to sex and picking up women.

"What?! You're going to give up sex for the summer? Are you nuts?". Jake reacted, sitting up straighter with a splash.

"Or do you have a particular chick in mind already that none of us stand a chance with?" Cole jumped on her subtle statement, trying to guess at the hidden meaning behind it.

"God no! I don't think I even could give it up! You know how crazy horny I am." Cam scoffed.

"And kinky." added Nolan, wiggling his eyebrows with mock suggestiveness.

"That too." she allowed with a wry smile in his direction. "But um... I think this summer I'm going to finally let myself explore the straighter side of life."

The guys were completely stunned. No one spoke for a count of at least 30 seconds.

"But - but you're a lesbian!" Jake pointed out, none to eloquently.

"Am I though?" Cam asked pointedly. Each of the other guys were wracking their brains, trying to remember back to middle school when they'd first met Cam. You could practically smell the metal burning as their mental hamster wheels turned and Cam couldn't help but grin at their predicament.

"Holy crap. Everyone just assumes since you've had a never-ending line of girlfriends! But I don't think you've never actually come out as any particular label." Nolan observed, putting it all together.

"And we've been just as bad at assuming. I'm so sorry Cam!" Jake said sincerely, looking genuinely guilty.

"Oh my God you guys, don't freak out - this one's on me. I let everyone make that assumption, including you! Actually, especially you because I didn't want to risk losing... this." She waved her hands around to indicate their tight-knit group of four. "What we have, our friendship, is just too special. I can't imagine having experienced high school without having been `one of the guys'. Can any of you honestly say it wouldn't have changed things - not one little bit - if you'd known I have the capacity to be attracted to guys?"

They all gave that some thought and each one had to admit, at least in their own private thoughts, that she was right. It would certainly have changed things. There had been so many conversations and situations during which they would have acted different. Times like this when they'd been hanging out, half naked, cuddled up together in a hot tub or on a couch. There had been many times they could say anything they felt like because they were confident that it wouldn't be perceived as flirting.

"OK, you're right." Jake was the first to say what the guys were all thinking.

"So are you going to try to like, have a boyfriend or something? Oh my God, have you had a boyfriend? Like in secret!?" Cole asked her.

"Nope, totally inexperienced in that department! Kind of hilarious really when you consider my experience with women." Cam joked.

"Well, it's the fault of all those women lining up to date you! They haven't given you time to even think about boys." Nolan pointed out.

"True." Cam conceded. "It was pretty continuous! And to answer your other question, Cole, I don't want a boyfriend. Honestly, I still really prefer women. Like, by a lot. I don't think I could be like, in love with a man or anything like that. But there's... stuff I've always wanted to try. So I thought this summer would be a good time to get it out of my system."

The guys had become more still and quiet as they started to see their best friend in a completely different light. Each one was trying to imagine what all this "stuff" could be.

"OK I gotta ask..." Cole threw himself on that sword to find out what they were all thinking. He leaned in to her, intensely focused. "Do you mean like regular stuff or like, your kinky kind of stuff?"

They knew Cam was hands-down the kinkiest of the four of them, based on what she had revealed during all of their conversations about girls and sex. They had discussed what women liked to have done, what they had done to girls, the whole nine years. She'd had her girls tied up, slapped around, two at a time, on a dildo, in public... you named it, it was likely Cam had tried it to fulfill any number of fantasies her women asked her to. But, as the guys were all starting to realize, they hadn't heard much about what Cam's own fantasies were.