Total Drama Porn Story: Days at the Beach – Chapter 2

Days
at the Beach

First
in the TDI Couples Series

Chapter
2: Suntan Lotion

Days
at the beach, to hang with your C.I.T. chick!

But
will Duncan feel lustful-

Or
just like a total dick?

Duncan
found Geoff and Bridgettes romance to be the most boring thing
ever. He had never seen anything more sleep inducing. I mean, all
that was going on was Geoff drooling, then Geoff drooling more, then
Duncan rolling his eyes. He didnt understand why they didnt
just make out right then and there.

I
wish I could surf with her. He heard his blonde friend say, and
the criminal almost snorted. Only Geoff would say cheesy shit like
that out loud.

As
if to make himself sound even more stupid, Geoff added on, You
know, because babes love surfer dudes.

Duncan
began to draw a skull in the sand with his pinky finger, quite bored
with the whole conversation. He wished Courtney would get out of the
changing room. He wished that when he had asked to join her, that
maybe she didnt step on his foot. Still feeling small pangs on his
big toe told him that it wasnt come true anytime soon. Ask her
to teach you then. He yawned, hoping Geoff realized how bored he
was. Chicks dig guys in need.

It
was true. Whenever something happened to Duncan, Courtney came
running. If he needed help, she couldnt resist. And if he told her
that she was so much better at something then he was, he was sure to
get a kiss.

Geoffs
eyes showed confusion from under the rim of his hat. Wait, wait,
wait- girls like wimps?

Duncan
couldnt help but snort at Geoffs stupidity. No, dumbass,
they like hot guys who dont act like they know everything. He
pulled at one of his piercings, wondering how Geoff had gotten
girls in the past. Of course, every single time Geoff got a girl, he
was at a party. And the girl was more than likely drunk. So Duncan
could see how he had been able to pull it off.

I
still dont get it.

Okay,
maybe he could pull it off if they were high.

Duncan
growled furiously. He was a bit tired of this shit. Its
logic! He pulled Geoff close to him, making sure he heard him, and
making sure what he said didnt end up going in one ear and out the
other like many important things did with Geoff. Guys always like
a damsel in distress, right? So why not the other way around? Chicks
dig a dude in distress. Duncan wanted to make sure nobody heard
him say this, most especially Bridgette, who was sitting on her beach
towel nearby.

All
you have to do is tell Malibu over here that you need some help with
surfing, that its always been your dream to surf. Suck up. Kiss
up. Dont throw up. Then shes like putty in your hands. He
smirked devilishly at his blonde friend.

Geoff
looked at Duncan suspiciously. Putty?

In
the palm of your hands. He tried getting something out of his
teeth, going straight back to boredom.

But
dude, I dont wanna learn to surf. Duncan rolled his eyes. He
wasnt going to say anything else to make the conversation any
dumber than it already was. I mean, not that it doesnt look
cool, but it seems deadly bra.

Duncan
shrugged. The things youll do for love. He blinked his eyes
sleepily as he looked over at the changing rooms.

His
eyes widened.

Holy
shit!

It
was a lacy white bikini- and not just on anybody! On his girlfriend.
He looked her up and down slowly, and then caught her eye.

Once
she saw him staring, she blushed, her eyes shooting daggers, her face
flooded with red.

Now,
that turned him on.

He
then noticed he was suddenly on his feet. He heard Geoff say
something, but he couldnt really hear him. I-um-she-hot-um.
He ran his fingers through his Mohawk. Why was he wasting his time
explaining himself to Geoff when he could be with that sexy thing?
Gotta go! He ran off to the umbrella where she was sitting
under.

Courtney
watched uncertainly as Duncan abandoned his blonde friend and came
running over to her. She knew it was wrong to get a new bathing suit.
She just knew it. But everyone was out at the mall and she just
thought this color looked good on her. She didnt think it would
lead to this.

After
Gwen and herself had pressured Bridgette into buying her new
swimwear, they had moved on to Courtney. She had been reluctant- why
get a new bathing suit when she already had her gray one? Gwen had
said it looked too old. What was wrong with old? Old was
sophisticated. And Courtney liked sophistication. Right now, she felt
slutty. She felt naked.

The
look on Duncan face made her feel good, but uncomfortable at the same
time.

It
was nice to know that even after being together for almost a year, he
still found her to be pretty. Her mother had always told her that
after the first few months, it all fades away and that you have no
sex life or any other type of attraction at the matter- and even
though Courtney believed she was over reacting due to her many
divorces- she still had a bit of faith in her moms words. But Duncan
had stayed the same (except for the sex part- the C.I.T. wasnt
letting that happen just yet), and had still been as lustful as the
day he met her.

As
he proceeded towards her, he let it sink in. She was his. All his.
Nobody else, nope, not nobody got that cute little body and that
uptight attitude but him. Damn, he couldnt wait for sex. And who
could blame him? He was a guy, with guy wants, and guy needs, and guy
organs, and other annoying guy features. Even as a young boy, he had
been finding out awesome tricks about girls. Like once, his friend
told him about this great thing when they were 13.

No
way! Duncan shouted. He couldnt believe they did that.

Believe
it, man. said Ronny.

He
smirked. What was it like?

Its
the craziest thing, He smiled widely. It feels just like the
inside of your cheek.

No
kidding? Duncan pulled one hand out of his pocket.

Yeah.

The
green haired teen stuck a finger to his mouth and pushed to the side.
Thats it?

Just
like that. Ronny said. He had his finger in his cheek too. Im
serious. Its hot.

Huh.

They
walked in silence with their fingers in their mouths.

He
still hadnt found the time to try out that theory.

Duncan
liked girls. But he loved his princess more.

He
came up to her, putting an arm around her waist. Hey sweetheart,
whats up with the sweet bikini? He took a lace, and twirled it
in his finger, smirking seductively. If he pulled it, it would just-
pop!- right off. Damn.

What
do you want, Duncan? She sighed, pushing a strand of hair out of
face. She wasnt up for Duncans crazy antics today. She had a
sandcastle contest to judge, some daily exercise to catch up to, and
some sun to soak up. She liked her skin tone, which paled in the
winter. Courtney wanted her skin to be the same mocha color it always
was. And dont say something sarcastic. Im not in the mood.

He
snorted. When are you ever
in
the mood for anything? I thought I pulled that pole out of your butt
awhile ago, but no, it seems to have returned.

She
sneered, and then put on a pout. Why do you always insult me? Why
cant I ever get just one
compliment?
All you ever do is talk about my sexy body and how uptight I am. Do
you not love me? She looked hurt, her words going faster than he
could catch. He sent her an apologetic look, eyes softening.

I
love you.

She
smiled, a blush staining her cheeks.

That
sounded sappy and like something a sissy would say, though. He added,
And your sexy body.

She
hit him on the arm, mumbling to herself. She went back to her
magazine, turning away from him. Why do I even bother?

Hey,
He sat back on the gold sand, sprawling out again. You dont
exactly compliment me every day, either honey.
Thickening his words like paste, he grimaced. When was the last
time you said something good about me?

Courtney
flinched. She thought, and then spoke again. There was- no.
Tapping her fingers in the sand, she dove deeper into her mind. The
other day- oh wait, that wasnt you. She then turned, watching
him. II

Never
appreciate your boyfriend. He stuck his lip out, playing up the
pity card. This was going right where he wanted. He turned away from
her, smirking.

She
bit her lip. Im sorry how can I make it up to you? She
placed her small hand on his shoulder.

He
grinned wickedly. Well lets just say today, Im gonna ask
for something- and you have to say yes. He turned to her again.

When
Courtney saw his face, she felt foolish. No.

Come
on, Duncan said playfully, poking her shoulder, Just this one
little promise. He resumed poking her until her face became a dark
shade of red.

She
sighed, scowling at him. Fine.

Fine.
He said back, watching her.

Rolling
her eyes, she began rummaging through her bag. She threw out a pair
of sunglasses, beach towel, the book Pride and Prejudice, and a
small bottle of banana boat suntan lotion. Duncan eyed the tube of
lotion, wondering how it would feel to slather all that up and down
her body.

Courtney
took the suntan lotion, and began rubbing some on her arms. Duncan
watched lustfully, thinking she was doing this all just to torture
him. When she got done with the front, she looked over her shoulder
at her back. How was she supposed to get it on there?

As
if reading her mind, a voice came out. Thats what they have
boyfriends for. We were made
to
put on suntan lotion. Duncan looked at her, smirking, raising a
brow in an honest gesture.

She
thought about it, and then shrugged. Handing him the tube of lotion,
she reluctantly sat on her stomach and opened her book.

Duncan
smirked. This was gonna be fun.