Chapter 15

Thanksgiving Weekend

We were both looking forward to time off from school.  And that meant that we could spend even more time with each other.  It seemed like now we were spending oodles and oodles of time with each other, it started with the weekend when we went to the zoo.

I was supposed to go over to Casey’s place and stay for the long weekend.  My parents were joining us there for the big day and then they were leaving me with Casey’s parents.  I really wanted to play some more with Casey and show him a few more things in bed.  I knew we had to wait to have actual sex until Christmas Eve, but I was going to push the limit as far as I could.

The weather was getting colder, even for our desert climate.  It could actually get pretty chilly in the mornings.  And that, of course, was when I did some of my daily exercise routine.  Luckily, the competition pool at the school was heated year-round and had special warming zones so you wouldn’t feel totally frozen when you got out of the pool.

A few days after our ‘intense emotional weekend’, I was swimming laps at the pool and continuing to perfect some of my strokes when I saw something out of the corner of my eye as I was coming up for air on an up-stroke.  Just a lone individual in the stands.  I couldn’t make out any real detail since I was actually trying to concentrate on what I was doing.  After I finished the current twenty laps, I grabbed onto the side of the pool and stopped to catch my breath.  I turned to the left to look at the bleachers and the person sitting down waved at me.  I thought to myself, “I hadn’t told him I did this in the mornings?!”

It was Casey, my adorable boyfriend.  He came to all of my actual competitions, but never had found me in my early morning practices.  He yelled “Hi!!” and I yelled back, “Hey Case!”  That’s what I had nicknamed him, for short.  It was cute, just like him.

I yelled to him, “I’ve got a few more laps to finish before I’m done, is that cool?”  “Sure!  I just wanna watch your hot self move through the water!”  I’ll bet he did!  Hahaha!

“Are the restrooms open?” he asked.  “Yeah, go right ahead.”  I always opened up the men’s restroom for practice instead of doing the whole locker room thing, it was easier that way.  I could just jump in there and change real quick and get on with things.  There were four awesome elongated Cadets in there, one in a handicapped stall and the other three just normal.  They were traditional, tank-based toilets and they were the floor-mount variety.  I had taken a few trips down some of them a couple of times, positively awesome!

Over the past few days, I had continued to learn how to sense what Casey was thinking or feeling.  It was still pretty shaky, but I was getting a bit better at it.

I started my last set of laps as he walked toward the restroom building.  Even as I concentrated on my swimming, I got the strong sense from him that he was getting really horny.  And not just because he was around me, but because he was walking into an unknown restroom.  After a few more moments, his horniness and curiosity shot up like a geyser.  It went totally off the charts.  I got two words of his into my mind, “awesome toilets.”  I could tell he really liked the elongated Cadets just as much as I did.

I walked into the restroom and got a strong vibe.  “These must be really cool or something.”  I was getting kind of good at this, predicting where there were toilets that would be to my liking.  I could tell from looking thru the stall bottoms that the toilets were kind of rounded and pure white, but I needed confirmation.

I opened the first stall door and peeked inside.  Jackpot!  It was an elongated Cadet!  How awesome was this?!  I could watch Matt swim and play with some great toilets at the same time!  “I must be crazy,” I told myself.  I still needed to find out about his toilet in his room. I kept trying to figure out why it was there, but it led me nowhere.  I was going to ask him about it later in the day.  Maybe we could go to his house or something and hang out there.

Well anyways, I did my business and then slid my pants back up, and put all my clothes back to the way they should be.  I couldn’t wait to check out the flush of this toilet.  I turned around and reached my left hand out to the flush lever, running my fingers over it briefly.  Then I pushed it down and the flush got underway.  It kinda mimicked the toilet in Matt’s room.  It was pretty damn perfect.  It built up the water in the bowl and drew the waste into its mouth a few seconds before the tank cut-off from the bowl.  The suck down was nearly silent as the water spun neatly in the bowl.  As the toilet gasped for air after nearly sucking itself dry, its gurgle was loud and clear.  My dick was hard as a rock and I was so turned on I was ready to jerk myself off right there.  But, I didn’t relieve myself since I thought Matt would wonder about that.  I really wanted to relieve some pressure with Matt, but we were taking it slow for some reason……and I wanted to do more damnit!

As I turned to leave the stall, I got a strange sense of déjà vu.  Not your normal déjà vu, but really odd.  It felt like it was reversed.  Like I was going to be here again someday.  I thought that would be accurate, since I’d come here a few mornings a week, I figured.  I don’t know why I got this weird sense, and I mostly forgot about it after it passed.

I went over to the sinks and washed up, dried my hands off in the dryer and then went back outside.  Luckily, they had some crazy heating system for the colder months and it was as warm in the pool area as it was in the restroom.  Just crazy!

I had felt the flush of the toilet as he had watched it do its business.  It gurgled at him and he nearly lost it right there.  It was so cute that he decided not to jerk himself off, he still wanted to save it for me.  Well, he’s going to be saving up quite a bit in the next month!

As he walked out of the restroom, I could see the bulge in his pants.  Of course, he’d been in there forever, and I was already done with my laps and drying off.  I walked toward him and the restroom building.  “Hi again,” I said.  And of course, with so much exercise and the feelings from my horny boyfriend hitting me, I was also hard as a rock.  Temporarily, it was hidden with a towel.  He wouldn’t have any of that though.

He said, “Hi again,” as he walked towards me.  “Pretty excited there, aren’t ya?”  Embarrassed, I said, “well, not everyone’s boyfriend is the hottest guy in the universe.  I just can’t keep my little friend under control anymore it seems.”  “Besides, I bet he’d like a friend to play with sooner or later.”  To his utter surprise, I grabbed the towel off of his waist.  Damn.  “Thought you might be naked under there, but pretty close!”  He was hard as a rock and I could see the outline of his dick thru the Speedo.

That’s how I remembered him from the day I first met him, that perfect body in that tight little royal blue Speedo.  I had never been so close to him with so much of his bare skin exposed; I was in heaven.  Before he could do anything else, I snatched a dry towel off the rack on the side of the restroom building and wrapped it around my own waist.  I thrust myself forward at Matt and my arms encircled his torso.  I started from the top and moved down, slowly caressing his back and his sides.  His body narrowed as my hands felt the Speedo fabric.  Finally, my hands were on his incredibly hot bubble-butt.  I looked up into his eyes as I drew him closer to me, slowly grinding our crotches together.  He leaned down just a bit and we kissed.

“Oh my god!” I thought.  “He like snatched that towel off of me ridiculously fast!”  I wasn’t expecting that one.  At least I wasn’t totally naked!  And then, his hands going down my back and him drawing me in by pulling on my butt.  I so wanted to just tell him everything right now and go for it.  But I had a better idea.

“Christmas.”  I said after he broke the kiss.  “hmm?”  “Christmas will be the best one you’ve ever had.”  And I pulled his body in by his butt and squeezed our crotches together with a strength that he definitely didn’t possess.

“Really?  I know it’s only been like a few days or whatever, but I just wish we could be together forever.”

“Yeah, and you might just find me even more desirable then, too.”

“Somehow I doubt that’s possible, I wouldn’t want anybody else even right now.”  More desirable?  Crazy!

“Well, it’ll definitely be the best Christmas present you’ve ever gotten, or probably ever get.”  His face was all lit up by this point, which led to…  Um, yeah, we were there for another twenty minutes making out.

After our second make-out session, he went into the restroom to change and stuff.  I heard him flush one of the toilets and my pulse started racing.  He came out of the restroom right before it gurgled.  I had to really maintain my composure.  It was pretty difficult to not get an emotional burst right at a gurgle point.

He was really trying to hide the fact that he was so overly horny, as he heard the toilet that I had just flushed, and that it was sucking down its water getting ready to gurgle.  As it did finally gurgle, I felt it and I felt his emotions come over me as well.

After it gurgled, I said “Sure it’s just me you’re so horny about?”

“Oh yeah.  And, I’m also an ultra-horny fourteen-year-old boy….. just like you!”  I smirked.  He finished locking up the pool area and gathered up his stuff.  He took my hand in his and we strolled out of the front gate and over to the main school building.  I was so happy with my life.  How could it get any better?

Fast-forward: Thanksgiving Night

It’s the first time that I ever get to have another boy sleep in my bed.  And it’s Matt.  My dream-boy.  We’ve both eaten like it was going out of style.  And, of course, at our age, our metabolisms burn it off pretty fast.  Within hours, it’s as if we never ate that day at all.

My room is pretty basic, compared with Matt’s.  A small bed, dresser, closet, night table, you know the routine.  Beige carpet, white walls, small window, writing desk.  Matt thinks it’s nice.  Of course, it doesn’t have one thing that Matt’s room does have: an installed and working toilet.

I cut to the chase pretty quick.  I have to know.  And I have to know now.

We’re lying in my bed near-naked, just in our underwear.  We’re listening to some orchestral music I have playing on the cd player.  We’re slowly massaging each other’s bodies.  The situation is so hot already that I kinda second-guessed myself whether to add to the situation.

“He’s about to ask.” The words came into my mind.  “Yeah, I know.  I’m getting better at reading his thoughts.”  “Good for you!”

“So,” he said.  “You never told me that one story.”  “Hmm?” I responded, totally lost in our mutual massage.  “Which story?”

“The story about your room.  About, the.  Um, that toilet.  Why that toilet is in your room.” I said.

Well, at least he finally got it out.

“Oh, that one.  You’re so curious, I figured you wouldn’t be able to leave that one alone forever.” I replied.

I looked at him, right in his eyes.  I could tell that he wasn’t sure he wanted to tell me the story.  I looked back at him as innocent and cute as I could look.

“Damn it!” I thought, “there he goes again with that cute look!”  “Well, here goes.  At the least the abbreviated version,” I finished the thinking to myself.

“It’s kind of bizarre.  And, kind of embarrassing, to be quite honest.”  I said.

“Please.  Pretty-please?  I asked as I laid my head down right on top of his underwear-covered dick and balls.  It was one of my new favorite positions to be in with Matt.

“I’ve never told it to anyone.  Ever.  I just told everybody that it was a mistake or was a long story and usually I went to other people’s houses and such.” I said.

He just kept his head laid down in my crotch and he was massaging my calf muscles.  Oh well, here goes nothing!

“My parents are a bit eccentric, you know.  The honest truth is, they had it installed in my bedroom on purpose.”

I looked up as I heard that,  “What?” I asked, completely bewildered by the answer.

I kept up the act as if I was really fearful of him like dumping me or something because of it.  That was so far from the truth I had trouble keeping from breaking out laughing!

“Yeah, on purpose.  They had this crazy idea.  They thought that it would be cool to give me baths when I was young, in a completely clean toilet.  It only lasted a few weeks or so, since babies grow pretty quickly at that age.”

“I would have liked to have been bathed in a toilet!” I thought to myself.  “Did they really do it?  I mean, bathe you?”  I looked up at him as I asked it.

His eyes had gone wide as he looked up at me.  I was getting a sense of extreme curiosity from my mental link with him.  “They did.  And apparently, I liked it quite a bit.  But I don’t remember much at all since it was so early in my life.  They told me more about the whole process later.”  Casey kept his gaze on me the whole time.  His eyes widened so much I thought they would pop out of his head!

“What was this?” I thought.  I had always hoped for a boyfriend that I could find who also liked toilets as much as I did.  Was Matt maybe that boy?  No, but he couldn’t be.  Matt was too normal.  It would have to be someone as crazy as me to be turned on by toilets and want to experience a trip down one.  I’d never find such a person.  Still, this whole story thing was pretty interesting…

“They would wash my hair first, or maybe my head, since I probably didn’t have much hair.  Then they would flush the toilet and it would suck down all the dirty water and suds.  Next would be the general washing of me.  That water, too, would get flushed down.  And then a final rinse and they would pull me out of the bowl.  One more flush would get the bowl clean again.”

“That would be so cool!!!!” I thought to myself.

“After that, they would dry me off and re-dress me or whatever.  When I couldn’t really fit in the bowl anymore, they stopped bathing me in it.  They were able to bathe me that way longer since they had bought an elongated toilet.  I’d guess they did it on purpose.”

“So nowadays, I flush it once a day to keep the water fresh.  Sometimes I don’t really know why.”

“Maybe because if you didn’t, like germs would grow or you’d have to add chlorine like a pool?”  I asked.

“Hmm, I don’t really know, maybe.  My parents tell me that I wanted to flush it even after I’d stopped being bathed in it.  So they’d hold me up and let me press the handle.  I don’t remember that much about all of it.  And nowadays, I’d guess that I probably think toilets are cool, but that’s about it.”

After that, I just kept looking down at Casey for a few moments.  His cute little face was pure curiosity, and it showed the hope that there was more to the story.  “I feel strangely relieved by telling you all that.” I said after a brief pause.

“I’m glad you did.  Now at least I know why it’s there.”

“And you don’t think I’m like, crazy?”

“Nah.  It’s a little strange, but not that strange.  At least not in my book.”

I broached another related subject.  “But, it seems to make you, horny, doesn’t it?”

I froze.  He asked directly this time.  What was I going to do?  I felt so comfortable with him, but what if he thought that I was the crazy one?

“Um, uh.  Matt.” I crawled up his body.  “I love you so much.  You probably have no idea how much I love you and how head-over-heels I am for you.”

If only he knew what I knew!

I leaned down and kissed him gently.  I didn’t want to tell him!  I couldn’t tell him!

I pulled back up from the kiss and lay next to him.  “Matt, um.  I just don’t know.”

“Now you’re going to think I’m crazy.”

“No, I won’t.  Promise.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

I turned away from him, I just couldn’t look into his pretty blue eyes and say what I was about to say.  “Um, uh.  I just.  I sort of.  I kind of.  Maybe.  Um.  I think toilets are…..  cool.”

No.  It’s more, stupid!  “I think they’re, kinda cool.  Kinda interesting.  And sometimes…”

“Sometimes, I um.  Sometimes they make me, a bit horny.  I can’t explain it.”

He said it!  He’s admitting it to himself now.  Things were going along just as the toilets had predicted.  And then, I felt it, I wasn’t expecting it to hit so strongly.  His emotions took a tailspin.

He hadn’t been looking at me when he said everything.  He was too embarrassed.  He thought he would lose me and I would hate him or something.  Quite far, again, from the truth!

After I said everything to him, some emotional fastener came loose.  I quickly wrapped my body around his and squeezed us together as I buried my face into the pillow.

He started whimpering.  And then the words begun that really hit me pretty hard.  I had hoped I would never have to say these to another boy.  And luckily, I never would.  “I love you so much Matt, I don’t want to lose you.  Please don’t think I’m crazy or weird.  I can’t control this weird toilet thing.  I get horny for them, but I am more horny for you.   I want to do everything with you.  I want to be together with you until I die.”

I broke out crying.  It was pretty bad.  Probably worse than our previous emotional weekend when we went to the zoo.  I was so sad right now that I had told Matt all of those things.

I squeezed him as tight as he was squeezing me.  I was in his arms and in his bed.  “You’re not going to lose me.  Now or ever, OK?  I love you so much, you probably just can’t imagine it.  I’ve been waiting for a boy like you for my whole life.  And I want to be with you until I die.”

Somehow, I knew he wasn’t going to dump me.  But I kept bawling anyways.  I had just never told anyone about the whole toilet thing before.  And I hadn’t even scratched the surface.  Probably better that I just leave it at that for now.

Did he just say, “my whole life?”  How was that possible?  How was I different than all the other cute boys in the world?  “Relax,” I told myself.  It wasn’t working.  I kept soaking the pillow.

He just kept crying and crying.  This relationship was gonna be some kind of emotional roller coaster.  But at least it would all smooth out in one month.  I was so happy that it wasn’t going to be a super-long, drawn-out thing, I couldn’t take not telling him everything.  It was driving me crazy!

“Case, it’s OK baby.  I’m here.  I’ll always be right here for you.”  I gently used my hands to lift up his head off of the pillow.  I put the palms of my hands against his cheeks to try to wipe away the tears.  His muscles slowly took over holding his head up, and I could just gently caress his face and neck with my fingers.  I looked at him with the look of pure love as he opened his eyes.  There were no words that were necessary.

Our eyes slowly closed again as I rose up to kiss him.  It was just a very tender, gentle kissing at first.  But it slowly turned into the most passionate make-out sessions we’d had since we’d declared our feelings for each other.  All the while, our hands were just slowly massaging each other’s upper body.  He wasn’t even grinding his crotch into mine as usual, it was more of a love-based make-out session than lust.

I was slowly starting to understand that maybe Matt did really love me more than I really knew.  He had lifted me up off the pillow so that we could be joined at the lips and have our tongues make sweet love to each other.  Part of me was still in shock that I had told Matt so much, but the other part of me was just in pure love.  I wanted to stay in this moment forever.

I also, really, really, really, really wanted to see Matt naked.  I just wanted to do everything with him.  Everything that I had heard about, read about, watched porn about.  Everything that you just couldn’t do yourself.  It would be the ultimate showing of love for each other.  Matt was trying to be all romantic and delay it for as long as possible.  And I was still the virgin in the relationship and wanted to try it all out as soon as possible!

I briefly ground down into Matt’s dick and released our kiss for just a moment.  “Hmm?” I asked him as he opened his eyes.  “Maybe just a little?  Please, just a little?”

“No, we gotta wait until Christmas, Case.”  I responded.  I knew he didn’t like that answer.  “Actually, Christmas Eve.  What I want to give you will be so special and important for you, and for us, you won’t believe it.”

“I probably won’t even know what it is, since you like to avoid answering questions all the time!” I smirked so that it didn’t sound harsh.  “Are we going to actually have sex on Christmas Eve then?”

“Plenty of it.  But there’s something that goes along with sex that will be even more important.  I know it sounds mysterious and all that, but trust me, you’re gonna love it.  And, you’ll be racing to figure out exactly what to give to me in return the next day, on Christmas itself.”

Wow, that was just crazy.  No wonder why he didn’t think I was crazy with the toilet thing.  He was the crazy one.  I loved him all the same though.  And I loved having our bodies touching like they were.

We went back to making out for a while, it was our favorite pastime.  And soon it was time for us to sleep.  I had Matt in my own bed for the first time.  We snuggled ourselves up to each other sideways and I wrapped my arms around him to draw him in close.  I felt his breathing, his heart beating and took in his wonderful smell of his beautiful body.  And we drifted off to sleep.