Chapter 11

Hanging Out

“Help!”, I cried out.  I was in some kind of floodwaters.  I was totally helpless.  I just couldn’t really see much of my surroundings, but it was pretty bright.  I tried to look upwards, but my body kept getting pummeled and swooshed around by these massive jets of water.  And there was rain, torrential rain pouring down.  What had happened to my town?  My house?  My school?  Hurricanes or bad storms didn’t really hit our area since we were inland quite a ways.  After a few moments of thrashing against the water, I felt an undertow current that grabbed my legs and tried to pull me down.  Where the hell was I?  What crazy nightmarish situation had taken over my life?

Wait!  This whole situation and torrential floodwaters resembled something really familiar, but I just can’t put my finger on…….

BAM!

“Ouch!”  I said to no one.  I had fallen off my bed and landed on my back on the floor.  My bed was fairly elevated, so it was a good thing we had nice carpet in the house.

I peeked up to the bed and found my sheets and bedspread to be a complete mess.  It looked like they had been thrashed about as if someone was sleeping in the bed and having a nightmare.

Nightmare!?  That’s what I was having!  But now I could barely remember it.  Something with water and some sort of disaster or something.  But I couldn’t remember past that.  I wanted to, but my memory was like being blocked or something.  Strange.

It was Saturday, in the middle of November.  It had been just three months since the first day of school. The day I met the boy I now fantasized about constantly.  Matt.

Actually, for certain things, I didn’t need to fantasize.  Like I had told him, I made a point of going to every one of his swim meets and competitions, at least the ones I could get to without arousing weird suspicions from my parents!  Luckily, our town was not that big and I could bike just about anywhere.  My legs were about as strong at Matt’s.  And those legs, Matt’s that is, were attached to the most beautiful body I’d ever seen.  I got to see that body at every swim meet.  My photographic memory captured every detail for later use in jerking off and relieving stress.

Matt had a good size fan base, for sure.  I thought I really had no chance of ever really meeting him on a personal level and becoming friends, but I had been wrong about that.  For whatever strange reason that the universe decided to allow it, I became a friend of Matt’s.  We started to hang out now and again after his swim meets.  I always wanted to hang out in the locker room and see some more of his hot body, but I had been a bit shy still and didn’t go that far.

We had done the usual teenager stuff, going to the mall, movies, getting burgers at the local diner and stuff like that.  And even though both of us (well at least I hoped so!) thought each other was incredibly hot, the subject never went the direction of being gay or liking each other.

Today we were supposed to hang out again.  It was perfect day, with temperatures in the high 70s and a couple of puffy clouds scattered about the sky.  Geesh, I was already getting romantic on myself!  We were gonna go to the zoo and then go over to his house for dinner later.  I had never been to his house.  He had never been to mine.  I had met his parents at one of the swim meets and they seemed really nice.  They didn’t come to all the meets.  Matt described them as ‘hands-off’.  I could only wish mine were like that!

For larger distances, like the zoo, I didn’t bother my parents to take me places.  We were fortunate in our town to have a modern mass transit system.  Strange, yes, for just a town to have a big-city-like elevated monorail system.  But our city council listened to the public and it was built a few years ago.  It started in the center of town and went out in different directions like a compass.  One line went to the Stone River Zoo.  Stone River was the name of our town, just in case you were wondering.  And yeah, everything in the town is named after a rock or stone or something.  Just crazy!

Matt and I had planned to meet at Center Station in the middle of town.  I got there at about 11am after a 15 minute bike ride.  I locked up my bike in the bike corral and went up the escalator to the waiting platform.  I went to the edge of the platform opposite from where the monorails come in and looked down below to the bike corral.  I saw Matt riding up as I gazed down the street.  He hadn’t seen me yet.  He was wearing a semi-loose fitting white t-shirt and blue shorts.  As he got closer, I could see his calf muscles flexing as his legs turned the crankshaft of the bike.  Damn, I wanted to turn his crankshaft!  My dick hardened in my underwear.  “Down, boy!” I commanded it silently.  I so badly wanted to see him totally naked, and to, um, do a few things with his….   OK, I wasn’t helping my situation out.  I stared straight down at the station platform and released all my sexual energy (no, not THAT way!).  My dick slowly went back to its shrunken state and I re-focused myself.  I heard the clanking of a bike against the corral and I looked down.  Matt saw me and waved.  He smiled up at me as I waved back and smirked.  “Finally,” I thought.  “A whole day alone with him.”

He was so utterly popular that many times when we were supposed to just hangout, we would run into his other friends and fans.  I liked the fact that he was a celebrity, but sometimes it was just too much!  At least people weren’t asking for autographs at this point in his career!

I really wanted to hug him, but we were not on that level yet.  And, as specific and exact that I was, I had not yet officially decided if he was gay or not.  I was pretty sure that he was, but what if he wasn’t?  And thus I didn’t want to completely screw up my chances with him even as a friend.  Of course, if he was straight, it would be silly to really pursue anything since we wouldn’t be able to be together as an item anyways.  Damn it, I hated being completely head over heels in love with this boy!

I watched Matt come up the escalator and walked toward me.  We shook hands.  We hadn’t seen each other in like a week or so, which at that point, seemed like an eternity.  We were usually hanging out like every other day or so.  Plus, I had discovered after that school assembly that he was in my math class.  We didn’t sit right next to each other, but we decided that we would fix that next semester.

“It’s great to see you,” I said.  “Yeah, you too.  Cute shoes.” said Matt, as he smirked at me.  Wow, that was a shocker.  He had never complimented any part of my clothing before.  I had just gotten brand-new, dark gray Converses.  I had on those tiny socks that don’t show above the shoe line.  He had one the same kind, as his totally hot ankles were perfectly surrounded by the top of his white tennis shoes.  As much as I loved hanging out with him, it was really difficult for me.  Something was going to have to give sooner or later.  Either I would make a move or, or, or I don’t know what.  I hadn’t breached the subject of “hey, I sort kinda like you…..are you um, gay?” and I was waiting for his move I guess.  Maybe I could get him all alone in his room tonight and……..  “Down boy!” I said again to my too-easily-excited penis.

A monorail approached from the distance and we made our way closer to the other side of the platform.  It slid smoothly into the station, its sleek and futuristic shape slowly coming to a stop almost silently.  I loved these monorails.  It cost money, of course, which I didn’t have tons of, otherwise I would ride them more often.  I loved them almost as much as Matt, or well, probably almost as much as the toilets.  Oh, whatever!

We boarded the monorail and the ticket person on board scanned our UniPasses.  All was ok with the transaction, the doors slid shut and we were whisked away to the zoo.  It was only like a 3 minute ride because there were few stations on this leg of the system and the monorails ran at like 80 miles per hour between stations.

I could see him staring at me in the window.  Or his reflection anyways.  He was trying not to be noticed, but he was doing a bad job of it.  He was so adorable and I loved hanging out with him.  But one of us was going to have to make a move sometime.  It was just killing me not being able to do something more with him.  The toilets had told me that there would be a special time and place and all that jazz.  Well, I was tired of waiting!

I had learned so much about him, his growing up, his crazy family, and we saw each other in class everyday.  Plus we hung out every few days to go to a movie or something.  And, he came to all my swim meets and stuff.  I had had to hide the fact that I knew he was the one for me and also not even go anywhere romantic with him for a while.  The toilets told me that I had to do it that way.  I didn’t know why, but I wasn’t about to argue with them.  But I knew that I couldn’t lead him on forever.  And that was one of their stipulations as well.  They had told me recently that there was a special moment coming up for both of us, but they just left it at that.  I really wished they would be more forthcoming!  Oh well.

The other bad thing was that I had so many other hot guys after me at the school and on the swim team.  But I wasn’t dating Casey, so I just sort of casually dated one or two other guys.  OK, well, I wouldn’t call it dating.  Back in those days, hormones usually took over instead and those dates turned into, well……..um, horizontal activity dates.

We arrived at the monorail station at the zoo and stepped off the monorail vehicle.  We took the stairs, just for fun, down to ground level and went over to the zoo entrance.

Most of the zoo buildings, the grounds and all the animal exhibits were, yep, you guessed it…..made out of stone!  We paid our entrance fee to the zoo and passed under the enormous stone archway that served as the entrance.  We began to explore the zoo and tried to follow the map that we received upon entering.  We had been to the zoo before, but not for like a very long time.  So it was fun to see everything again, and I think they had changed a few things too.

After about an hour of seeing the wild birds and other winged creatures exhibits, we both looked at each other and said……”hungry?”  I was hungry for only one thing……..  Oh I was gonna get myself in trouble, I cared less about the zoo and stayed utterly focused on Matt during that whole hour.  He was walking a bit in front of me.  I just kept scanning his back side and legs and…….ok, back to reality here.

“Yeah, I’m totally hungry.”  Of course, it helped that we were both smelling the aromas coming out of the food court that wasn’t too far away.  Matt led the way and I followed.  Of course, still scanning his backside.  I was incorrigible!

We got some pizza and some sodas and sat down at a table to eat.  I was actually really hungry and took a giant bite out of the slice of pizza.  “I’m looking forward to seeing your house and stuff tonight,” I said.

“Yeah, it should be fun.  We should go watch a movie in my bedroom after dinner,” Matt said.  “Movie in his bedroom?  That sounded very interesting!” I thought.  Something definitely seemed different about him today, but I just couldn’t tell what.

“Do you want to sleep over?” he asked.  “That way we could do something tomorrow and you don’t have to go home.”  Internally, I fell off the chair and was unconscious on the ground, waiting for him to come pinch me or kiss me or something.  In reality, I couldn’t believe it.  Now granted, I had other friends in the past who I did sleepovers with and such, and they were straight.  But this was different.  Matt was behaving differently than in the past.  Of course, he was a nice guy, but he had always kept me a bit distanced it seemed.  Like he couldn’t decide if he really wanted to be my friend or not.  Even though we hung out all the time, it was still a little bit weird.  But today, it seemed he genuinely and really cared about our friendship.  Maybe it was just all his fans and friends in the past, and I felt like a third wheel……..I dunno.  Well, there were no fans today!

“That would be great,” I replied.  “My bedroom is a little weird, but it’s really ok.”  he said.  “What does that mean exactly?” I was curious.  “You’ll see.  Don’t worry about it.”

“OK.  No problem.  What movie are we going to watch?”  I asked.  “Um, I dunno, we have like a zillion of them, we’ll figure it out tonight.  We can make popcorn and everything,”  he finished.  “Sounds like a fun time, a great Saturday night.”  I said.

We finished off our pizzas and chatted about what other exhibits we would see at the zoo.  I was like, “we totally have to go see the primates and stuff,” and Matt was cool with that.  Maybe we might catch a glimpse of some primate-copulation-maneuvers.  I was hoping to be doing some copulation maneuvers with Matt later!  HA, I doubt I would be that lucky!

And just as I had thought, we did see some ‘interesting’ activities at the primates area.  A bunch of the orangutans were all hanging off each other and their male sex organs were all sticking out from their bodies.  Unfortunately, after a few minutes of frolicking, they all scurried off to an area that wasn’t visible to us.

It was nearing the end of the day and we were both tired from walking and ready to leave.  We stopped at the gift shop near the exit to see if there were any little trinkets that might be fun to buy.  I found this cool fish-swimming-design shirt and told Matt he should totally get it.  Actually, right after I told him that, I changed my mind and decided to buy it for him.  Maybe I had to buy my way into his heart?  Yeah, right!

We found his size, I paid for it and we left the shop and the zoo altogether.  I told him he should put it on.  And, of course, loving to show off his body any chance he got, he took his shirt off and then replaced it with the new one.  As my glance stared in his direction, as soon as I got sight of his beautiful chest, I blacked out and lost touch with the world for a moment.

And I was in pain, terrible pain!  It was so painful that I couldn’t even tell where it was coming from.  Wherever I was, it was completely dark and I could not escape my situation.  Something had grabbed onto me and wouldn’t let me go.

Just as soon as I had blacked out, I came to again.  But as I returned to reality, Matt had his arms around me.  It was the first time he had ever touched me like that.  I wanted to just melt and stay in his arms, but I regained my composure.  “What happened?” I asked him.  “I was about to ask you the same thing.  I took my shirt off and you appeared to faint or something.  Some of my crazy fans seem to love my body and get all crazy, but you haven’t seemed to be that way.  Are you OK?”

He helped me to my feet.  “Yeah, at least you caught me before I like hit the ground or something.  That could have been bad.”  I said.  “Yeah.  That would not have been good.  Maybe you’ve just been out in the sun too long, you are more of an indoors kind of guy normally.” he said.  He was so helpful, I didn’t have to try to explain any of it.  Good!

“Yeah, that was probably it, I think you’re right.  It’s a good thing we’re going to your parents’ place and then having dinner and stuff.  I’m getting hungry again actually.”

“He did black out, but it wasn’t due to the sun.  He’s been getting some foreshadowing in the form of strange out-of-body episodes of…….oops, nevermind.  We’re not supposed to tell you about that yet.”  It was the toilets talking to me.  Damn them, why tell me something and then retract it!?  “You guys speak too soon a lot.  I’d rather not hear something if you just have to ‘oops it’ later.  I just wanna know when I can kiss this boy!!” I said back to them.  “Oh, not long.  Nice going with the ‘stay the night’ concept, but he’s probably gonna be too shy to really do anything substantial with you tonight.  He’s totally head-over-heels for you right now.  But don’t worry, your time to truly be together is coming.”  “OK, great.  I hope it’s super-soon!”

Matt put his hand on my shoulders as we walked to the monorail station and went up the escalator.  I was starting to feel all warm and fuzzy inside.  He had never touched me except for shaking hands.  Was I making more out of this than there really was?  Probably.

The monorail ride back to Center Station was pretty quiet.  It was a comfortable quiet, but quiet nonetheless.  We didn’t really have much else to talk about I think.  Plus, we were both (apparently) beat down from the sun.

He reached out his hand to help me up as the monorail slowly entered Center Station.  Oh, did I mention that, of course, there were other people around us?  They probably just thought we were a couple or something.  Our liberal society was so cool!

We exited the monorail and headed for the bike corral.  As we un-did our bikes from the corral, I looked at Matt and saw a huge grin appear on his face.  I thought, “oh boy, you’re gonna make me fall down again!”  He said, “race ya to my house!”  As he turned, I said back, “I don’t even know your address!”  “Just keep up with me, I’ll bet those calf muscles of yours should be able to do it.”  He smirked at me, and was off.  I could barely get myself out of the corral and catch up to him.

What had he said?  My calf muscles?  Had he been staring?  Maybe he truly was gay after all.

There’s nothing like being totally tired and worn out and having to race with somebody to their house, several miles away.  I put my muscles into overdrive.  I normally don’t stand up while accelerating on my bike, but I had to this time since he had a good head start.  I have a way of forcing incredible amounts of power into my legs and can accelerate very quickly while still sitting down on my bike, but that just wasn’t gonna work today.

And, we barely missed bouncing off of sidewalks, pedestrians, other bikers, cars, etc as we tore up the streets to get to his house.

I was about to call out to him and tell him to slow down because I was totally out of breath and about to fall over again, but thankfully he was slowing down on his own as he approached his house.

His house was enormous.  Strange for an only child and two parents, but maybe they just liked having the extra space?

We got off our bikes and walked them through their side gate into the backyard.  He said to me, “not bad!”and pointed to my, now-sore, calves.  “Thanks,” I said.  “You wore me out.”  I secretly hoped he would do it more often.

Poor boy, he was totally wiped out.  Oh well, dinner was next.  That would re-energize us.  He managed to keep up pretty well.  His calves were so hot.  They were about the same size as mine.  I didn’t use them much in swimming, but biking and cross country they were incredibly useful.  I showed him where we were putting our bikes as he marveled at the backyard.

His backyard was opulent, it was like a resort or something.  Beautiful pool (obviously), a large stretch of incredibly perfect grass, a gazebo, a covered porch, landscape lighting, fountains…..everything!  He led me through a set of French doors into the great room of the house.  I took in all the cool architecture, angles, high ceilings, custom lighting…..it was spectacular.  “What do your parents do?” I asked.  “They own some huge business that makes widgets or something,” he replied.  “Wow, widgets must be in demand!” I said.  He simply smirked back.

We entered the kitchen through a large doorway and ran into his parents.  “Nice to see you again,” I said after we entered the room.  “Nice to see you again, Casey,” they said back.  His mom hugged me and I shook hands with his dad.

“Why don’t you boys go wash up before dinner?  You can show him your room and the upstairs,” said his mom.  “Casey’s gonna spend the night, OK?  We already cleared it with his parents.”  “Sounds great.  Matt’s got a huge bed, I’m sure you’ll be comfortable.”

Oh my god, did she just say that?  I looked at Matt, who was trying to hold back a smirk.  This day was so totally different.  What was happening?  Was I still in some alternate reality or something?  Somebody pinch me!

I was going to get to sleep in Matt’s bed?  With Matt in it?  Oh my!  I had to stop my imagination right there or I might have created a mess in my underwear.

We left the kitchen and went down the hall to the stairs, which were in the front part of the house in a grand, circular staircase. I felt like I was in an opera house or theatre or something, it was so grand.  “So now I get to see this weird bedroom of yours, huh?”

“Yep, you get to see all of it.”  I had no trouble worrying about what to tell him about the toilet in my bedroom.  He, of all people, should understand.  But I’ll still tell him that it’s just a long story.  It will pique his curiosity.

He opened the door to his room and ushered me inside.  I took it all in in several glances.  It was a large bedroom, to accommodate his humongous bed.  It must have been a super-king size or something.  And……..I breathed a huge sigh of relief, which was a mystery to Matt.  He looked puzzled as I let it out.  I had scanned the room quickly and noticed all of his posters.  All of them were either from movies, sports (namely, runners or swimmers) and there were some artistic ones.  The theme that ran through all of them was that they were all of guys.  Hot guys.  And the artistic ones were nude.  I finally had made up my mind, or, he had made it up for me.

“So you are gay, after all.” I breathed out.

Matt looked back at me, totally puzzled.  “Huh?  I mean, what……did you think I was straight?”  “Uh, well, I guess I’m just too indecisive and analytical sometimes.” I replied.

“It’s OK, but haven’t you heard of the unwritten rule about swimmers and swim teams?”  “Yeah, but I thought it might have just been a joke.”  I said.  “Nope, the whole team is gay.”

I was just going with the flow at this point, I didn’t know what else Casey was going to say or do.  The toilets had essentially told me to just go with my gut instincts on these type of things.  Maybe they meant ‘soon’ would be tonight?  Hmm…..

I took a total serious look, and even though I knew the answer, I asked the question anyways.  I looked him right in the eyes.  “Casey, are…..are you, gay?”

“Yeah.  I am.”  I felt a relief suddenly, but also I felt embarrassed for some reason.

“I haven’t told many people about me.  Even though no one really cares about it.  I’m just sort of shy sometimes.”

“Don’t worry about it.  It’s cute.”  “Cute?” I queried him.

“Yeah, cute.  Just like you.”  Oh my god, what did I just say?  I just shattered the ice entirely.  More like sent a massive planet through it.  Or, was he supposed to make the first move?  Damn it, I probably screwed everything up!

What did he just say?  My brain refused to process the information.  I thought another black-out situation would be appropriate, but reality just continued as normal.

“What?  You think I’m cute?”

“Totally.  I think you’re adorable.”

Instead of thinking about what he said, my brain just continued on some weird course that I had no control over.  “I think you’re, you’re, you’re….um.”  My mouth couldn’t say it.  I didn’t even know what I wanted to say.  How did I get to this level?  Wasn’t this supposed to be some complicated dating thing?  What the hell was happening???

“Come on, you can do it,” I thought to myself.  He’s trying.  He’s soooooo cute!

“You’re…..really hot.”  Now I really should have blacked-out, I was seriously thinking about fainting just for the hell of it.  But what did I just say?  I told Matt he was really hot?  I shouldn’t have said it…..what if he beats me up or something?  Wait, didn’t he just say he was gay?  I was confusing myself terribly.  But, there was no going back now.

“He DID it!” “Yea!!!!”  I yelled to myself internally.  He finally and completely admitted to himself that he really liked me.  A small surge of joy came over me for a brief moment.  It wasn’t enough to screw up my composure, but boy it felt good while it lasted!

“Boys!  Dinner is ready!” we heard from downstairs.  Parents had such a thing with bad timing.

“Well, I think there may be some things to chat about later,” I said.  I’ll let him do the talking, I think.  I can’t reveal anything that is part of this crazy plan of the toilets.  I walked up to Casey and took his right hand in my hands and squeezed it.  I smirked at him with all the boyish cuteness that I could muster.  He looked like he was about to melt into a puddle on the floor.  He also looked kind of dazed or bewildered.  “Come on, let’s go downstairs.”  I held his hand and led him out of the room as he took one more glance around.

Is that a……………a, toilet by his window?  That would be strange.  I didn’t get a chance to look more as he led me out of his bedroom, all the while squeezing my hand.

I was on a new emotional high right now.  I don’t know what we had just gone through, but something just happened and I told Matt I thought he was hot, or cute, or fine, or ……?  What was I thinking?  That was totally out of character.  But I wanted it.  I wanted him!  I was so scared of what to do next.

One step at a time, I told myself.  The next step, of course, was easy: dinner.