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Elliot and Jiro spent their morning together. The Guardians had received their thongs back from Keller with a fight so they could cook everyone breakfast in uniform. Jeigor and Pascal served everyone their dishes. After everyone was well fed, the three winners and their guests had a few more hours to enjoy the luxury cabin while the Guardians and counselors cleaned everything up.

Allen yawned as he knocked the puck on the air hockey table, "We need to do this more often."

Victor responded with an aggressive attack back, "We can party in our cabins down below."

Elliot slammed the puck back, "Why? So Keller can steal everyone's underwear?"

"Hey!" said Keller, "I... I just..." He was at a loss for words.

They all laughed at him as the four of them played air hockey. Luke meanwhile was conversing with Jiro via notepad. The rat only knew about as much sign language as Elliot did. Elliot blushed as he recalled feeling great joy waking up with him in his arms.

"EL!" shouted Allen.

Elliot shook his head, "Whoops! Sorry... I was distracted." He reached down and pulled the puck out of the slot and dropped it on the table.

Allen smirked, "You like him, huh?"

"Well, yeah, he's a good friend," said Elliot.

Allen gave him a sly grin as they continued their game. It wasn't long before the Guardians stopped by to bid them all goodbye. They had to return to their duties. Jarell had offered to take everyones laundry so he could empty their cabins and have them done by the end of the day for them. Once they departed the rest of them decided one last dip in the hot tub would be nice.

Pascal and Jeigor begrudgingly broke up the party. Everyone shook themselves dry and got dressed, except Keller and Allen, so they could travel back down before lunch ended. Jeigor got them loaded up and joined Pascal in the cab. The trip back down the mountain didn't take as long getting up it. They made it back with thirty minutes to spare for lunch. Jeigor and Pascal went to go change clothes.

"Oh man," said Keller as they entered the lodge, "We need to win the next one. One day is not enough for that kind of treatment."

"I think Jeigor might kill us if we make him wear a thong again," said Victor.

The six of them ordered philly steaks from the menu. They chatted about what they planned on doing for the rest of their time there. Elliot was curious what everyone had signed up for.

"We're going rafting tomorrow," said Allen, "Luke boy here loves the danger."

"T...the signup sheet has no limit, so y...you're welcome to join us," said Luke.

"That sounds pretty fun," said Elliot, "I've never done rafting before. What about you guys?"

"We're gonna do some geocaching!" said Keller, "There's a random map adventure you can get at the counter! It looks really cool. It's like treasure hunting!"

"And we're gonna do some kayaking on Monday," said Victor, "We've also entered the couples competition since me and Keller here work so well together."

"Pirate boyfriends unite!" said Keller.

Victor ruffled up Keller's fur, "Careful there dread pirate, all the men might start a mutiny."

"Hmm," Elliot thought a moment, "Is there much communication needed for the couples competition?"

Victor looked over at Jiro, "A little, but maybe you two could manage." Victor asked Jiro for Elliot. The bat nodded with a broad grin.

"Let's go signup," said Elliot.

Victor signed for him and Jiro stood up immediately in excitement. Elliot blushed at how excited he was. The two of them walked off to go browse the signup sheets. They were in luck. There was one slot left for them to sign on. Elliot also signed himself up for the rafting trip tomorrow. While they were away, their food was ready and waiting for them. Elliot plopped back down in his seat and Jiro next to him. He looked very satisfied.

"Elliot," said Victor as he blew over his piping hot sandwich, "Do your best to keep patient with him. He gets frustrated sometimes when communication is lost because he feels bad about it."

The lion nodded, "Don't worry. I'll do my best to make sure we win."

"We'll destroy you Elliot," said Keller as he leaned in menacingly.

"Isn't he just adorable?" asked Elliot.

"Quite so," Victor nodded.

Keller chuckled, then took an unnecessarily large bite out of his sandwich. Elliot rolled his eyes as the coyote tried to look mean. They all finished lunch and still had most of the day to mess around with. Allen and Luke left to go "Nap." The other four decided to go play around the rec center. Elliot and Victor headed for the weight room, while Jiro and Keller went to play racquetball.

Victor hit the treadmill and Elliot went for the free weights. It was nice to lift again. At least, something that wasn't vehicle related. As Elliot pumped iron a familiar face came over to greet him.

"Hey there, El!" said Troy, the armadillo had sweat dripping off of his nose, "Taking it easy this time I see."

Elliot laughed, "Heh, yeah. How are you Troy?"

Troy flexed, showing off his physique quite well as he was only wearing green short shorts, "Bulky as ever! How bout you man? Heard you got to go to the lux cabin, I'm quite jelly." He was a true muscle bro.

"It was pretty nice," said Elliot as he set the weights down, "The view was nice, and the company was great."

Troy gave an all knowing grin, "Didja get any?"

"Any?" Elliot asked dumbly, "Oh! Uh...no."

Troy snickered as he picked up Elliots weights, he playfully cranked them up in his arms as he posed for the lion again, "No, huh? Well, El." The armadillo bit on his bottom lip as he considered Elliot for just a moment, "Should you ever want, my blood is pumped so much I'm always ready to blow."

Elliots ears burned red as he was slightly irritated but flattered as well, "Can I have my weights back?"

Troy grinned as he handed them to Elliot, the armadillo leaned in real close, "Don't be shy, I could please you in ways you've never been."

Victor came up and put his hands up against Troys chest, pushing him back, "Come on, back up Troy."

The armadillo grinned at Victor, "Come on, sharky, he's so fresh."

"Have you been drinking again?" Victor asked as he stared the armadillo down.

The huge jock huffed and nodded, "I'm sorry..."

"Go take a cold shower," said Victor as he pushed Troy towards the gym showers. Troy resisted just a little as the shark pushed him along. Victor returned moments later after he made sure Troy was gone, "Elliot... You alright?"

"Yeah," said Elliot, he'd switched for larger weights now that his adrenaline was top lined, "Does that happen often?"

Victor scratched the back of his head, "Yeah... He almost got banned one year for sexually assaulting someone when he got too drunk. Dude has no control when he gets inebriated. I'm not one to say he's a good guy either. He's got troubles like the rest of us. His trouble is he's too strong, and drinks two bottles at a time."

"Two bottles of what?" Elliot asked.

"Scotch," he said.

"Holy shit," said Elliot, "Has anyone given him an intervention?"

"Elric gave him an ultimatum," said Victor, "I guess that wasn't enough. At least he backed off easily this time."

Elliot continued his routine as Victor returned to his treadmill. He was quite the runner for being a water dweller. Elliot set his weights down, and moved back to the smaller ones. He'd finally cooled off from his encounter with Troy. He'd wondered if maybe after he gets to know Troy a little better, when he's not inebriated, maybe he could encourage those that knew him to sit him down. Although it may be impossible considering his size.

Elliot dropped his weights as someone slapped his ass, "Hey El!!!"

"Keller!" the lion had whipped around and picked him over his head, "You stop that!"

The coyote cackled as he flailed overhead, "Ahahahah, put me down, put me down!"

Elliot set him down onto a bench, "Ugh... I don't think I can take too much more today."

The lion explained to him what had happened.

"I'm sorry," Keller laid his ears back, "I just meant it in a friendly way."

Elliot sighed, "It's ok, I'm just a little on edge. Where's Jiro?"

"He told me he was heading to the showers," said Keller.

"Hopefully the main one," said Elliot, completely aware that Troy hasn't left yet.

"Yeah," said Keller, "He went out the front."

"Good," said Elliot, "Sounds like a good idea."

The lion left for the showers. He undressed and found Jiro. The bat blushed when he saw him. Elliot did his best to sign with him. Jiro helped him correct his fingers as they showered together. They spent most of the time in silence, helping one another clean up. Elliot froze a bit as Jiro slid under his belly and rubbed into his crotch.

Elliot put his arms around him, "Oh boy, if only it was easy to talk to you." Jiro grinned. He could feel the vibrations of Elliots voice. He figured the lion was enjoying the massage to his genitals since he hadn't retaliated. Elliot reciprocated as he sudsed up the bats backside. He slowly rubbed down around his firm behind. The lion blushed as he leaned in against Jiro. The bat slid his arms around the lion. The two of them stood there for sometime, just holding on.

Jiro leaned back and tried to tell Elliot something. Elliot laughed as he put his forehead against Jiros, "I like you too."

The bat laughed, understanding well enough, and gave Elliots nipples a squeeze. He laughed and batted his hands away. Jiro stood on his toes and gave Elliot a kiss on his nose. Elliot smirked as Jiro went back to rinsing himself off. He was taking it perfectly slow with Elliot.

Elliot hugged his arms around him. The bat held his arms around the lions as the two of them enjoyed their time together. Elliot wished he could whisper sweet nothings to him. Although, they'd probably still be as special even if he couldn't hear him. The lion gave him a firm squeeze.

Before they departed from the showers, Jiro gave him a note. It had a list of activities he

was planning through the week. He even had their couples competition marked with a heart. Elliot grinned and gave him a hug. Jiro made him another note.

Elliot nodded as he read it, the bat had plans, so he wrote back, "Anytime you want to hang out, let me know."

Jiro read it and nodded with a grin. He gave Elliot another warm hug which he returned. Jiro waved goodbye. The lion grinned as he tightened his towel around his waist and grabbed his dirty clothes. He was glad he got to meet Jiro. He made his way back to his cabin. There was a tie on the doorknob. Elliot shook his head but went in anyway.

"I put a tie on the doorknob like you asked!!" wailed Allen as he threw a pillow over his crotch, Luke hidden behind him.

"I know," Elliot laughed, "I figured you two would be done by now."

"Well yeah," Allen chuckled, "Pillow talk, ye know. And my swelling hasn't gone down."

Elliot paused, "Wait... Doesn't that...."

Luke blushed, "I...I...heh..."

"Oh..." said Elliot, "I imagine...Yeah, ok. That's alright."

There was a light knock on the door.

"Is the whole camp coming over?" Allen sighed, "Come in!"

It was Jarell and three sealed bags, "I've returned with your laundry, sirs."

"Oh," said Elliot as he helped Jarell with the bags, "I guess this tiny one is Allens?"

"Yes sir, the clothes he showed up in," said Jarell with a grin as he winked at Allen, causing the wolf to smirk, "Also, Elliot. I had grave concerns for your underwear and have taken the liberty to replace them all. I hope you don't mind."

Elliot blushed, "Oh, well... Were they that bad? I know it's been a few years..." Elliot popped his bag open. There were all of his shirts and shorts, neatly folded, and his socks, rolled. He pulled out another plastic bag that had the shoes he all but abandoned since the start of this crazy journey. They were polished clean. Lastly, a fresh pack of, "Jockstraps?"

"Yessir," said Jarell as he bowed, "They provide the ease and comfort of overtail support, they hold the buttocks quite naturally, and the pouch breathes nicely, but holds well. They come highly recommended by Damian here in the camp. He models them."

"I've not had the pleasure in meeting him," Elliot said as he examined the package, "Surely these weren't cheap."

"Not to worry sir," Jarell smiled, "It's all covered by the camp. We want you looking your best." Jarell bowed his way out of the cabin, leaving Elliot confused.

Elliot rubbed his head, "Why is everything abnormal, normal here?"

"B...because we paid for it?" Luke laughed.

Allen laughed, and so did Elliot after a moment. They certainly did pay for it. No matter how odd the experiences, they were to be welcomed with open arms.

"But seriously though," said Elliot as he held up a jock, "Can this really support me?"

"Well," said Allen, "Damians a horse, and he's got a monster hanging off him. If he recommends it, I'd take his word."

Elliot snorted, "Point taken then." Elliot slipped it on. He pulled the waistband up, which fit his curves nicely, and the pouch actually snugged his package up nicely. He went and posed in front of a mirror. He turned to Allen and Luke asking what they thought. Both gave him a thumbs up. "Spose I'll get used to it," he said.

There was a knock on the door.

Elliot answered it, and he bawled up his fist, "What do you want?"

Troy looked down at Elliots feet, his ears pinned down in shame, "I uh...I wanted to apologize for my actions. It was very inappropriate." Troy looked up to Elliot with tears welling in his eyes, "I'm working on improving my problem. I'm trying really hard."

Elliot looked at Troy as he sobbed into his hands, "The situation wasn't terrible. I was just caught off guard. A little mad about it, but I think I can forgive you, at least for now."

"Thank you," Troy sniffed.

"Maybe you can trade the bottle for weights, and we can work out together, huh?" said Elliot.

Troy rubbed his eyes against his massive forearm, "I'd like that."

"Just keep in mind," said Elliot, "If you try anything like that again, I don't care how big you are, I'll lay you out."

Troy nodded, "I understand. I'll leave you be now."

Troy turned tail and stumbled off. He was still a little drunk. Elliot sighed and closed the door. Allen was standing behind him, "What was that about?"

"Geez!" Elliot exclaimed, his hand smacked him "Don't sneak up on me."

Allen bit his lower lip as his boner just got backhanded, "I'll keep that in mind for next time... " He cleared his throat, "You ok?"

Elliot blushed, having realized what he hit, "Yeah... It was just a small confrontation. I didn't make much of a big deal out of it."

"Troy..." sighed Allen, "I should probably go work out with him. Give him some meathead to meathead time. Goodness knows he never really leaves the gym."

"Is his reputation that bad?" asked Elliot.

"Lets just say if no one intervened that one time..." Allen huffed, "He just needs to get his booze taken away. Unfortunately, Dad Camp contract doesn't allow them to stop him from drinking. He just needs to cut back or something. It's been years now since he's had any problems. He's a had a few minor ones, like with you today it seems. Eventually Elric will cut him loose though."

"Maybe the three of us could work out?" said Elliot.

"You sure?" Allen asked.

"In order to understand someone and their problems, you gotta talk to them first," said Elliot, "I kinda treat people like cars. I won't understand the car until I crack it open to see what's under the hood."

"Vroom vroom," Luke laughed, making light of the situation, "C...change my o...oil Elliot!"

Elliot snorted, "Didn't Allen just do that?"

"Actually," said Allen, "He gave me his injection cylinder."

Elliot rubbed his forehead, "I walked into that one."

Allen suddenly held his paws around his manhood, trying to hide himself, "Well, you hit this one."

Elliot snorted, "You probably liked it."

Elliot regret his words as Allen wound up his hips and slapped his prick against him, "Maybe I do!"

"Ah, ew..." said Elliot as he waved his hand, clear silky fluid flinging off, "Did you really just?"

Allen laughed, "Ahaha, whoops! Guess I'm still leaking oil."

Elliot blushed as he wiped his hands off on Allen, "You're lucky I like you."

The wolf smirked, "Seems more than like," he looked down.

Elliot blushed as he had gotten turned on from the playful interaction. His jockstrap was pushing off of his waist a little, "It has a mind of its own..."

Allen winked at him, "Mmhmm."

"You stop that," Elliot laughed as he gave him a playful shove.

Allen huffed, "One day Elliot. You'll let go of your inhibitions, and I hope I get to be there."

"You're such a dirty flirt," said Elliot as he flopped down onto his bed.

"W...well, y...you're really hot," said Luke, "C...can you b...blame anyone?"

Elliots ears burned hot, "Don't you start too." The three of them laughed.