My First Encounter with Cam (Part 1)

A week ago I had the experience of a lifetime. It’s Senior year, everybody’s trying to make unforgettable memories and all that crap. I’m bisexual, in the closet since I hold some high positions in some school organizations among a very conservative crowd. However, I’m not the only one; there are some other students (especially from my grade) that are secretly gay or bisexual, or have just tried with another person from the same sex.

Once again, it’s Senior year, we have all matured (apparently) and most of us have gotten into good shape and, of course, hormones are flying around in the atmosphere. Personally, I’m not that fit, but I got into shape just at the perfect moment. However, others from my class have taken it way too seriously (meaning, the ones who have had sex like 5 times in just a month and a half of school).

Now, the first case. I’m the president of the History League of my school. We compete in some tournaments and whatnot and we have won some of them. The teacher in charge of the team is the 11th grade history teacher: Cam. Cam is 28 years old (the new generation of teachers, as we usually say) and is somewhat fit; you could see because of his clothes that he has a wide back and some muscles. Every single girl at the school would stare at him; he not only had the looks, but also the smarts. Nevertheless, there was a certain rumor going around that he apparently hooked up with another guy from my class, Ken, but that has never been confirmed (although certain rumors about that guy have flown around lately).

Cam has a rather intimidating look, although if you get to know him you might notice that he actually is not as scary as he seems, as is my case. Being president of the History League, working and having constant meetings with him, we got along very well and was already used to his cynicism and sarcasm. However, one day I bumped into him at the hallway.

“Daniel,” he called, “come here, please.”
“Yeah?” I asked.
“I have a meeting now, I’ll finish at around 4. Could you stay afterwards? I have to talk to you about something from the League.”
“I get out at 3, and I have some plans,” I answered.
“It’s urgently important,” he pleaded as he looked at me dead in the eye and completely serious.
“Fine,” I decided, “I’ll stay.”

The main reason I accepted was because of his behavior. He never acts that serious, and it actually creeped me out a bit. I ditched it anyways, and hung out with some friends while his meeting finished. Once it did and saw him arrive at his classroom, I decided to walk over there.

“Yo, where you going, man?” some of my friends asked.
“I have a meeting with Cam now.”

“So you’re not going with us over to the bar?”
“Nah man, I’ll go next week,” I replied as I resumed my walk.

I arrived to the classroom, and Cam was sitting in front of his desk, checking up some stuff on his phone.