Chapter 16

One Week To Go

It was getting close.  I could barely keep Casey’s hands off me these days.  Somehow, somewhere, somewhat, something had to give.  I couldn’t wait until December 24^th.  I knew the exact plan for ‘The Event’ now.  It was brilliant.  And it was so hard for me to keep from expressing myself fully around Case.

School had just let out for the long winter break.  And so we tried to do some other things that normal people do when they’re dating or just being friends, instead of just having all kinds of fun in bed with each other.  I tried to have us spend more time in movies, going to the mall, riding bikes (pretty cold!) or playing video games.  Granted, movies were usually not very productive, as we’d be groping each other within seconds of the lights going down.  I couldn’t believe how much control the toilets were able to exert over our sex drives.  Not once had we accidentally cum during any of our times in bed together.  It had been driving Casey crazy that neither of us could cum around each other.  And lately, it was driving me crazy too.

I had been explaining it off that we just needed to wait until Christmas Eve.  He hated that story, but he accepted it because he was so head-over-heels in love with me.  Little did he know how ‘overboard’ he would go in just a week.

We had tried playing some mind-sex-games with each other, like asking each other what either one wanted to do to the other and why.  But that usually resulted in frustration with Casey since he just wanted to flat-out do it and quit playing games.  I was almost afraid that somehow he was going to give up on me and just forget the whole relationship thing.  I think that, if I had been anyone else, he would have.  I certainly got the signs of it from him now and again.

Part of the plan for ‘The Event’ was all of the stuff leading up to it.  The toilets had told me that I needed to drop slight hints about ‘everything’ to Casey during the weeks leading up to ‘The Event’.  Otherwise, the whole thing might not work.  While the outcome would essentially still be the same, it wouldn’t have the total effect that the toilets were going for.  Amazing how much they really controlled things.  And everybody thought that toilets were just plumbing fixtures.  If they only knew!!

So, on the sixth day before ‘The Event’, I asked Casey a question about his toilet thing.  It was a way to get him more curious about me and get his mind racing on toilet flushing possibilities again.  He had been so focused on me recently that he didn’t fantasize as much about toilets.  The toilets had told me how much he used to do this and it really blew my mind.  But I guessed that it was pretty normal in his situation.  I didn’t have to fantasize about it anymore because I could just do it.  I was so happy that I’d be able to show Casey a few things very soon!

We were over at my house.  We had just woken up that morning.  It was so awesome to wake up next to Casey so many times during Winter Break.  As we got closer to ‘The Event’, I started feeling much closer to him.  We learned more and more about each other every day, and our hearts really were getting used to being around each other.  Today, I wanted to learn more about him.  Of course, I already knew it from the toilets.  But I wanted to hear the story from him.

I gently caressed the back of my boyfriend with my hands.  I bent my knees a little so I could rub our legs together easier.  He loved it when I did that kind of thing.  He was totally obsessed with my tight, swimmer’s body.  I was totally obsessed with his cute looks and slim body.  As my caressing continued, he stirred awake.

“Good morning, beautiful,” I said as his eyes slowly opened.  “Good morning, my dream come true,” he replied, sleepily.  We both leaned into each other and kissed.  Our breath was pretty bad, but we were always so hot for each other that it didn’t matter.

“So,” I said, as we pulled our faces apart from one another, “what do you want to do today?”

Smirking in his usual cute boyish way, Casey replied, “You.”

Damn, I so wished we could truly do that today.  I was tired of waiting, but I had to stick to the plan.

I knew what he was about to do before he even did it.  His hormones were surging, and he was making mine surge, too.  For the first time ever, he reached out and grabbed me.  His hand gently came over and his fingers wrapped themselves around my throbbing dick.  I hoped the toilets were restraining us, because this was gonna be difficult!

“Wow,” I said, “you’re huge!”  I had had enough of not being able to touch him, so I partially broke one of the rules of our relationship: no direct touching of each other’s dick.  As I put my hand around his underwear-covered penis, my whole body shook as a minor energy wave overtook me.  I had never held another boy’s dick before, and this was Matt’s dick.  I moved my thumb up so I could feel the head, and I squeezed my hand around the shaft, feeling how thick he was.  He was way longer and a bit thicker than my own dick.  I really wanted to see it, but I didn’t dare break too many rules.  I worried that Matt might not want to stay with me or something if we couldn’t get along.  But, there had to be some kind of compromise!  I couldn’t just keep going without feeling him up a bit more.  And I wanted to cum so badly with him!  Or on him, or in him, or anything!

The entire time I was exploring my new favorite part of Matt, I never took my eyes off of his.  I nearly whispered to him, “Can I, you know……?”

I knew what he wanted.  It was impossible.  I wanted it so badly.  I so wanted to give in and let him jerk me off, or suck me off, or anything!  Anything but just this whole make-out, massage, body contact thing!  I leaned in and kissed him.  I loved kissing his cute lips.  Everything about Casey was so damned cute!  I think we would eventually make the cutest couple on campus.  We should totally go to homecoming or something!  Oops, we were only freshmen, and homecoming was over for this year!

In my mind, I heard Casey’s thoughts.  I heard them pretty clearly nowadays, I had received a lot of training from the toilets on how to really get in touch with his thoughts and feelings.  He was truly a maze of both positive and negative thoughts.  He truly thought that he would never find ‘The One’ who would love him completely and understand his toilet thing.  His whole world would get turned upside down very shortly.

“Please, please, please!  I so want to play with you!  I want you to do me with that big dick of yours!!  Please please!”  Those were his thoughts.  God it was so hard to resist him!

“We can’t just yet.  I wanna do you as badly as you wanna do me.  It hurts to not do it, but it’s better this way.  Otherwise we’ll turn into some sex-crazed couple or something.”  Well, wasn’t that the truth!

His expression was crestfallen, he really thought I would give in.  “Are you sure?  It’s not gonna be like New Year’s or something, right?  Or another month or something, right?  I want to be with you in every way.  I feel like I’ve known you forever, and I want to know all of you.”  A tear stated forming at the corner of his left eye as he looked down.

“No, no, no.  Don’t cry!  Not again!” I thought.  I felt the small stream of negative emotions coming from him and I felt the tears before they even came out.  “I promise,” I said, reaching out with my hand to gently wipe away his tears.  “Christmas Eve is a week away.  It’ll be here before either of us knows it.  I wish we could just fast-forward time and get to it right now.  But hey, we have lots of other things to learn about each other until then.”

“And, what happens if it turns out that you don’t like sex, or you don’t like my dick or something?”  Internally, he completely cracked up laughing.  Externally, it showed as a smile and at least it made the tears subside a bit.

“Yeah, right!” he half whimpered and half laughed, through the final tears.  The whole time, he hadn’t let go of my dick.  I figured I would return the favor.  “Well boys, you better set the sexual controls on maximum!” I thought!

“What is he doing?” I thought.  “Oh my god, he’s…..he’s……..”  Matt reached out and grasped my dick through my tight little briefs.  It wasn’t 100% hard, due to my crying, but it became like steel as soon as he touched it.  As I was looking at his hand and not up at him, I didn’t catch that he was leaning in to kiss me.  I caught his breath on my cheeks and naturally looked up at him.  Our faces met, our lips locked on each other and our tongues had mouth-sex with each other.

“I love you Matt, I love you so, so much!” I read his thoughts loud and clear.  And so, I “thought back” to him, “I love you Casey.  You’re the only boy I could ever want in the whole wide world.  I can’t wait for Christmas Eve!”  What I didn’t realize, is how intimate the situation was, and how far my thoughts actually carried.

“I love you Casey.  You’re the only boy I could ever want in the whole wide world.  I can’t wait for Christmas Eve!”  I heard someone say those words.  It wasn’t Matt, though.  We were making out.  He couldn’t have said anything audible.  Wait, they weren’t really words, it was more like a thought.  Was it my thought?  How was that possible?  Aww, who cares…….let’s just keep making out!

Making out and holding each other’s dicks was something brand-new for the boys.  Well, not for Matt, but definitely for Casey.  We could barely constrain them to not orgasm into each other’s hands.  But, somehow, we did.  It would have ruined ‘The Event’, as we like to call it.  Oh, who are we, you might ask?  We’re the Toilets.  We make a lot of really cool things happen in Matt’s and Casey’s lives.  Things that just wouldn’t have been possible without the synergy between the two of them. Plus, Matt’s incredible aquatic abilities add to the mix.  We’ll tell you a bit more about us later.  We speak with many voices, but usually we just speak as The Origin, the toilet in Matt’s bedroom.

Casey’s dick was so cute!  It was shorter than mine and a bit thinner, but it was still a great penis to hold.  I wanted to totally just jerk him off right there and lick up his boy juice afterward, but we’d get to do that soon enough.  The toilets barely contained us from accidentally cumming as we were making out.  Casey was doing a number on my own dick, although I wasn’t giving him much feedback as to what I liked or disliked.  It would be easier to learn that stuff when all of our clothes were off.

I slowly un-wrapped my hand from his dick, and I withdrew my tongue back to my own mouth and sealed our kiss, our bodies parting from their coupling.  He reluctantly withdrew his own hand from my cock.  I looked into his pretty eyes, I loved him so much!

“I love you so much!”  There it was again, what the heck was that?  It was obviously Matt, but he was right here!  He was looking at me.  With those pretty blue eyes that I loved so much.

“Did you say something?” I asked, bewildered.

“What?” I said.  “Your thoughts are starting to transmit to him, you two are getting really close now.”  Hmm, that could take some explaining!

“I heard, or felt, or read, or something.  Some kind of words in my head.  I got them when we were just making out, and then more came in just now.”  He paused for a moment, “They had to be from you, because you said you loved me.” he said.

“Well, I do, silly,” I said, smirking.  “But how did I get that in my head?” he demanded.  “Well, um, I really don’t know.  Maybe we’re like, really plugged into each or something?”  “Hmm.  Yeah, I’d really like to be plugged into you,” he smirked.

I patted his dick, “Down boy!”  His body shook as I touched him.  “Got the shivers again?”

“Yeah, it happens when I, uh, oh never mind.  It happens a lot.”

A light bulb went off in my head.  I knew a way to get him off of the whole ‘mind/thought/telepathy’ thing.  “Does it happen when, when…….you think about toilets?”

“Oh no, not again!” I thought.  “I don’t wanna tell him any more about everything.  He’s not crazy enough to be The One, he’s just Matt.  But then again…  But then again I don’t know.  I love him so much, I just hate telling him these things.  He’ll think I like toilets more than him!”

“What about, um, what about my toilet?”  I asked him, carefully.

“What about it?”

“Does it make you shiver?  Does it make you horny?”

“Uh, Matt, you know this is, um, really difficult for me.”

“Yeah, but you’ve gotta get it out sometime, you’ve obviously been holding onto it for a long time.  It’s not good to hold something in as a secret forever.”

Damn him!  He’s always got that common sense stuff!

He was starting to shake now.  Not shiver, but quiver.  I grasped his right hand with my own.  I gave him a little kiss to encourage him as I squeezed his hand tight.

“Well, um, uh.  I kinda, sorta.  Maybe.  Um, yeah, your toilet is, pretty hot.”  He then added, “Just like you.”

“I really want to, touch it.  Especially knowing how close you were to it when you were way younger.  Maybe I can get a vibe from it about you or something……?”  Well that sounded totally stupid!  What was I thinking?

“OK.  I’m curious about your unique connection to toilets, that somehow makes you horny and stuff.”

“Really?”

“Really.”

“Can I touch it?”

“Yeah.”

He didn’t have to say twice.  I nearly jumped off the bed, my hand still in his, and literally dragged him over to the toilet.  I was so happy to be next to it again.  I was even more happy to be next to it and be with Matt.

He nearly hit the ceiling as he jumped out of the bed and dragged me over to the toilet.  I held onto his hand just barely.  He had a lot of energy, this boy!

We walked-ran across the soft, beige carpeting.  I took up a position to the left of the toilet and Matt was to the right.  We released our hands for a moment as we sat down, cross-legged style.

I grabbed Matt’s left hand again and it was then that I realized something extraordinary: Maybe Matt really was The One?  I was sitting facing him and his toilet was in between us!  He wasn’t like freaking out or anything, he actually seemed interested in this whole thing.  And his toilet, his toilet was hot!

He reached out with his left hand, much I had done with this toilet, and started feeling the contours of the outside of the bowl.  His thoughts told me that he was so happy to be feeling up a ‘safe’ toilet bowl.  No worries about having to clean it or if he could safely touch it or anything.  And he wanted me to touch it with him.  Of course, that was one rule that I couldn’t break.  That would give away everything, too soon.

Through my emotional connection with him, I didn’t have to see his dick to understand it.  I felt the incredible throbbing of his organ as he touched my toilet.  His sexual energy was peaking like I’d never seen it before.  Of course, I had to keep mine under control, no letting off a volley early!

“Your toilet is so cool.  I love it that it’s so clean.  I just wanna play with it for like, like forever.”  I looked at Matt, and he wasn’t like bewildered by that comment, so I just kept going.  “I haven’t thought of this for a while.  Probably because I can’t play with my own toilet like this.”

“What were you thinking of?  What makes you horny?”  I asked.

“This is gonna sound really crazy.  Because its impossible.”

“Nothing is impossible, just difficult.”

“I wanna, I wanna go down a toilet.”

A flood of memories came back to me, namely that park restroom where I orgasmed for the first time.  That toilet was so incredible that day, I so wanted to go back there!  I let loose a shiver, without trying to hide it this time.

He shivered.  It started at his crotch this time and it reverberated through his whole upper body.  It was so cute watching him!  It was like watching myself back in the early years.

“Wow, it really affects you.  Like a lot and stuff.” I said.  He was more comfortable with the toilet thing and me now.  He starting to wonder if I was ‘The One’ for him.  He was starting to wonder if I liked toilets too.

“Yeah, just touching it makes me crazy.  And thinking back to first playing with my own toilet makes me even more horny.”

“It’s really cute.  I still don’t completely get the whole thing, but I think it’s cute.”  I was desperately trying to keep from having an enormous erection.  It was VERY difficult!  My cute boyfriend right next to me and my toilet in between us, oh my!

“How would you go down one?”

“Huh?”

“Like you said, you want to go down one.  How would that work? You’re much bigger than the toilet, you know.”

“Yeah, it seems to be a problem.”

“I’ve thought of, maybe some kind of shrinking process?  Then I could easily fit down in there and stuff.”

“But what about the pipes and sewers and stuff, how would you get back out?”

“That’s the other problem, I haven’t thought that far ahead.  I just wanna go down, maybe the other stuff would sort itself out.”

“What if you did go down and then you were dead?  I couldn’t stand to lose you.”

I thought for a moment.

“But maybe my parents.  You know, they’re like, loaded.  Maybe we could have a really big one built.  Put it next to a pool or something.  That would be safer.”

“Yeah, that would work.  Can we order it now?  I have been so anxious to do this for so long, it drives me nuts!”

“Yeah, let me just have them write out a check.” I laughed.  He took a second to get it and then he giggled.

“Can I pretend for a second?  I just wanna fantasize.  And I want to do it with you, and your toilet.”  He paused, “can I flush it again?”

I wasn’t going to say no, for sure!  “We may not be able to hold him back.  Just don’t touch it, or at least don’t lick it!”  “OK, I’ll try to restrain myself.  But I’ll need your help!”  “We can’t wait until we can show you boys some fun!”

“Sure.  I want you to do whatever makes you happy.  That’s all I want for you and us, is happiness.”

He reached for the lever on the tank, and his sexual energy came out in waves.  It was blasting into my body and I was working in tandem with the toilets to restrain my sexual feelings so that I wouldn’t cum.

I pulled the lever down.  I felt my dick throbbing against my tight briefs, barely containing it as it was overly swollen at this point from the intensity of it all.  I heard the water start spritzing out of the rim holes with the familiar double-swoosh sound that all Cadets made.  Matt’s toilet was so perfect, I could totally cum right here.  Knowing my luck with begin around Matt, I wouldn’t be able to!  I gazed into the bowl.  “Take me with you!” I thought.

Wow, he was hard as a rock!  I could feel his sexual energy, and I could sense how hard his dick was.  And then the line, “Take me with you!”  He really wanted to go down the toilet.  Like, seriously!  I just wanted to jump in the bowl and drag him down with me, but I held back.  I was having a harder and harder time controlling myself.

After starting the flush, I put my hand down to where the bowl, base and rear of the toilet met.  I wanted to caress the toilet right there as it flushed. 

The water was quickly building up in the bowl.  It was starting to circulate, but was pretty unorganized.  Toilets generally stayed that way during a flush until the suction started.  Once they started sucking, the water knew what it was doing.  And this one was about to start sucking.  I thought back to the park restroom toilet.  I loved its suck action and gurgle.  I so wanted to be in this toilet at this moment.  How cool would that be?  Just let it take control and……..

He was gonna lose it.  I felt something that I had never felt from him.  It was a new type of sexual energy.  It reminded me of my own, but I’d never gotten it with his special signature on it.  It was the ‘point of no return’ signal.  I felt the cum welling up in his balls, and I felt his body going into ‘tingle-mode’ where everything feels really good for a few seconds as you build up to orgasm.

The toilet bowl water was spinning pretty quick now, and I thought it was time for………..yep!  There went the tank flapper with a thud.  The toilet was in total suck mode now.  I wanted to be in total suck mode on Matt’s dick.  But instead I was getting the next best thing.  My left hand caressing Matt’s toilet.  My right hand caressing Matt’s hand.  And his toilet sucking down everything in its bowl.

“He’s at the point of no return, we can’t stop him.”  “Yeah, I feel it.” I thought back.

I somehow didn’t realize that I was about to explode.  I felt my body stiffen as I watched the toilet suck down the bowl water.  “I’m sorry Matt!  I can’t control it, it’s too fucking hot with you and the toilet and it flushing and…….and…….and……..” my thought trailed off.

The toilet gurgled.  And my cute little Casey had his first orgasm around me.  Without even touching himself, his dick shot out volley after volley of hot boy cream.  He completely made a mess of his underwear.  A good mess, to be sure!

Uncontrollably, I came into my underwear.  It was so forceful and pleasurable that I thought I would pass out!  As I came, I gripped Matt’s hand super-tight.  I stared into the toilet bowl, watching and listening to it gurgle.  Then I looked at Matt with a look of pure sorrow.  I was so sorry for breaking the rules!  But it was a mix of sadness and pleasure.  It had been the most powerful orgasm since probably my first one.  All my nerves felt like they were on fire for an instant, just as the orgasm started.  I could only imagine what real sex was like.  It had to be just mind-blowing.

He was so sad.  He was also so much on cloud nine that it was crazy!  He looked at me and expressed that he was sorry for cumming, just by his facial expression.  I felt his orgasm subside and I squeezed his hand back.  “It’s OK Case.  It’s obviously a pretty powerful thing for you.  I don’t totally understand it all, but I love you.  Maybe we can figure out a way to integrate the toilet thing into our sex?”

“Yeah.  Um, that would, um, be great.”  I was out of breath.  It was such an over-the-top orgasm.  “Well, that’s what toilets do to me.  They make me, um, go off.”

Soon, we’d be going off together!

“But I love you so much Matt.  I don’t want this to be a problem for us.  I am so in love with you!”  He didn’t start crying this time.  He matched my motion as I leaned closer to him, and the right side of my chest touched the front of the toilet bowl.

He wrapped his powerful arms around me and I encircled him as I leaned toward him.  My chest touched the toilet bowl, and my lips touched to his.  We both were touching the toilet and making out with each other.  So maybe this was more than just coincidence?!  Who else would be so understanding……..?

I was taken aback as I felt his whole body shiver.  It was so powerful that it shifted right over to my body and we both shivered nearly at the same time!

The situation was too hot for me, a wave of joy hit me all at once and my body shook violently.  It spread to Casey as he shook, too.

He shivered first!  Was it possible?  Was he not telling me something?  I started to think there was a lot more to Matt than he let on about.

We spent less time around each other over the next few days, which was very, very hard on me.  I had fallen hard for Matt.  Beyond hard.  I had crushes on boys before, but I had never gotten to date any of them.  And now, I had done more with Matt than with anyone else, ever.  Of course, Matt was my first, who was I kidding?  But I was seriously head-over-heels, want to give him flowers everyday, write silly love notes in class, beyond enormously in love with him.  If something bad ever were to happen to him, I don’t know what I would do!

And it didn’t help about all this toilet stuff that had resurfaced recently.  I honestly hadn’t done that much fantasizing about toilets for a long while.  I definitely hadn’t done much playing with them as my life was more busy these days with school and such…….and Matt.  Yeah, Matt.  I was starting to have some really weird thoughts about the toilet thing and if he was connected to it at all.

I had always hoped, for the longest time, that I would find a boyfriend who I could confess my strange toilet interest and turn-on thing with.  But I figured that there would be no one who would understand.  And even if he understood it, he would think I didn’t love him as much as I loved toilets.  Or that I just wanted to jerk-off with a toilet and leave my boyfriend to do things for himself.

What I really needed, was a boyfriend who was in my same boat.  Someone else who was also turned on by toilets and who sort of loved them too.  Now, that, was totally impossible!  I mean, come on, not in a million years would someone like me, who was totally screwy, come around again!

But Matt had me wondering.  It was him that had continued to prod into the toilet thing after he first noticed my erection at the pool.  It was definitely him that had mentioned that he thought toilets were ‘cool’.  And it was definitely him that sat next to me and his own toilet while I played with it.  And then we kissed while both of us were in contact with his toilet!  He was either the kindest soul on the planet, or there was way more to him.  I would definitely say that with his social skills, popularity, fun factor and just general craziness, that Matt could be completely hiding something from me.  Maybe that something was that he liked toilets too?

Naww, I really doubted that.  But what if?  Should I try to ask him?  Would it piss him off?  Maybe he would punish me by fucking me or something?   That would be fun, at least it would be real sex!

I pondered all of this for days on end, ok, until the Eve of Christmas Eve.  Matt and I didn’t really speak of the whole toilets thing much during that week.  So maybe I was just making all of this stuff up in my head as wishful thinking.  Who knew?!  But I knew one thing: I couldn’t wait for Christmas Eve!