Date: Sat, 3 Dec 2022 02:39:50 +0000 (UTC) From: Jonathan Subject: I'm the Captain - Chapter Twelve Paul and Lucas's relationship hits serious speed bump that might have disastrous consequences if they can't work through it together. This is a fictional tale of sexual relationship between a young man and a teenage boy. You must be eighteen to read this story. If it is against the law where you are to read stories like this you are kindly requested to leave and not read this story. It is only a fictional story for your reading pleasure and not for distribution to any other site or resource. While some of the geographic names and place may be real, none of the names or characters are real or based on anyone real. I grew up on the water and have a familiarity with sailing and boats but no means am I an expert so please forgive any references or nomenclature that are not factually accurate. I appreciate any comments or feedback, good or bad. Send to tryitlikeit27@yahoo.com. I try to reply to as many as possible. I have had some very pleasant interactions with some of my readers so please do not hesitate to write. If you enjoy my story, you can do an Author Search on my name ("Jonathan Perkins") to find some of my other stories posted here. I'm The Captain by Jonathan Perkins Copyright 2022 All Rights Reserved Remember to donate to Nifty to keep these stories available for all our enjoyment. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I'm The Captain Chapter Twelve When I got home from work Lucas seemed a little distant for some reason. I asked him if everything was all right and he just nodded and said "Sure". We ate supper with Irving and his wife, watched some TV and retired to our room early. Lucas had been unusually quiet all through the evening. We got undressed and into bed, Lucas immediately snuggling up to me. "What's bothering you? You're quiet tonight," I tried to get him talking. "Just a weird day, that's all," he replied with a sigh. "Weird how? Anything wrong at the marina?" I continued to pry. "No, just living in someone else's house and not on the boat I guess. I'm just feeling uneasy about everything, nothing really in particular," Lucas mumbled as he nuzzled his head against me. "I feel better now that I'm here with you." Lucas had decided not to mention anything about Todd to me yet. He wanted to see what happened with Todd before upsetting me with any concerns about him. Lucas still held me tight to him, wanting the closeness but not sex. I was happy to have him in my arms. I enjoy staying with Irving and his wife. It was very nice of them to take us in. But Irving is my friend and Lucas might not be as at ease with this arrangement as I am. It might be time to find a place of our own if I could think of a way to tell Irving without hurting his feelings. Lucas was more like his old self the next morning. I left for work with Irving and Lucas got going on his schoolwork. Irving had generously offered the use of his home computer for Lucas's Zoom classes he had every morning. He was keeping up with his grades and doing great with remote schooling. By noontime he had completed his assignments and was headed to the marina, a feeling of uneasiness creeping over him. He had a couple of hours before Todd would be out of school and at the marina. He walked around the docks, picking up some litter and straightening up anything out of place. He chatted with some of the boaters who were full timers and made sure they didn't need anything. Todd showed up and came right over to Lucas. "Hey Lucas, can we talk?" he asked. Oh no, here it comes. Lucas wasn't sure what Todd wanted to talk about but he didn't think he wanted to have this conversation. "Sure, what's on your mind?" Lucas responded. "I was thinking about you all last night. I wanted to tell you how lucky I feel to have you as a friend. I've always enjoyed working here but at times it would get lonely, not having anyone to really talk you, if you know what I mean," he started. "I don't have a lot of friends outside of school. I think in the short time I've known you that we have become good friends." "I feel the same way. Up north I was close to Randy, the owner, and it was summer so there were more people around and Paul was around more often. I'm glad we found each other," Lucas told him. "You were a great help with my math. You don't know how much that meant to me," he continued. "No worries, I'm glad to help. Anytime I can help with anything, just ask," Lucas told him, secretly wishing he hadn't given such an open ended offer. "I'm glad to hear that. There is something I'd like to ask you." Here comes the hammer drop. Lucas wanted to turn and run, not wanting to get into a situation that would be awkward for everyone involved. "It's my father. He's bugging me to go on to college after high school. I don't really have any idea what I want to do with my life, what kind of a career or job I want. You're smart and get good grades but don't seem to be interested in college. How did you square that with Paul?" Todd told Lucas. It wasn't really what Todd wanted to say. He chickened out at the last minute. He really wanted to ask Lucas about being gay and his relationship with me. He started the conversation with confirming their friendship to get a feel if they were close enough to discuss this but even after they mutual friendship declared, Todd got nervous and didn't want to jeopardize what they had. The elephant in the room chased away, Lucas was like a scene from the cartoons, birds signing, the clouds disappearing and the sun coming out. All was right in his world again. "Paul has years of higher education under his belt but he wasn't going to force it on me. He was miserable through all of it and won't put me through the same ordeal. He would like to see me continue my education, but it's my choice. Just tell you father you want to live your life as you see fit. If you want college, fine. But don't waste four years of your life to later find out it didn't get you where you wanted to be," Lucas recommended. "Thanks. I try that. I always have a hard time expressing myself to my dad." "I understand. Remember, Paul is not my father though," Lucas blurted out before wishing he hadn't given Todd another opening to talk about our relationship as gay lovers. "Come on, let's check in with Gary and see what he wants us to do today," Todd said ending the conversation abruptly. Both boys worked side by side the rest of the day, chatting and joking with each other. They finished everything that Gary wanted done and walked around the marina twice to make sure no one needed anything else so Gary let them leave early. "Can I take you up on that offer of a ride today?" Todd asked Lucas. "My father won't be here for another hour or so," "Sure. I have a hankering for some ice cream. Want to stop at Dairy Queen on the way?" Lucas offered. "I'll never turn down ice cream." They pulled out of the parking lot, their favorite tunes blaring from the radio, getting out of work early and headed for ice cream. The day was ending much better than Lucas anticipated when he arrived. They ordered their favorite treats and sat at the outdoor tables, eating and enjoying the warm Florida sun. Todd had been quiet and looking at his ice cream as he ate. Finally he looked up at Lucas and spoke up. "Lucas, I lied earlier today. My father isn't giving me a hard time about college. I wanted to talk to you about something else but I got nervous." "We're best friends, Todd, you can talk to me about anything," Lucas assured him, thinking to himself, 'sure anything but the two of us hooking up together'. "You say that now, but you'll be mad when I tell you what I did. I had no right to do it and you can hate me if you want," Todd said, having a hard time getting his words out. Lucas had tensed up, having no idea what Todd had done or said. "If it's something you've already done, you can't change it now so just blurt it out and tell me, good or bad, and we'll deal with it" Lucas pleaded. "I was stupid, just damn stupid to go ahead without asking you first," Todd continued on. "Just tell me for fuck sake!" Lucas raised his voice. Starting to break down in tears, Todd looked straight ahead and wrung his hands. "My father took me shopping this past weekend to get my new surfboard. I thought it would so cool to teach you how to surf so we could go together. I told my father about you wanting to surf and me wanting to teach you," He paused to get his breath. So did he say something else to his father? Like maybe he wants to get me into bed with him? He wants to be my lovers? What the hell, Todd, finish your confession. "And . . ." Lucas said quietly. "He liked the idea. I went to Gary and asked him if we could both have Wednesday afternoon off from work so we could go to the beach. The weather is supposed to be perfect," Todd finished with a sigh. "Ok, keep going," Lucas said, putting a hand of Todd's shoulder. "That's it. There is no more. I know I shouldn't have spoken for you and had you miss work but I was just so jacked about the two of us surfing. I never stopped to consider that you might need the money or something. Or maybe you really didn't want to surf and you were just being polite in saying so. I hope this doesn't ruin our friendship and you won't hate me now," as Todd broke down in tears again. Lucas sat there in disbelief. All this drama over taking a day off from work? "So let me get this straight, you got me day off from work so we can go to the beach and hang out and surf together? And you're freaking out over this?" Lucas asked incredulously. "I know I shouldn't have. I can give you money you would have earned if it makes it better," Todd offered. Todd had no idea the arrangement Lucas had with Gary to work for free. Lucas just wanted something to keep him busy and he really liked working with Todd. Gary couldn't afford to pay both of them so Lucas agreed to work for free. He didn't want to take any days away from Todd. "You dumb sum bitch!" Lucas said. Raising his voice, "You dumb mother fucking sum bitch!" Todd cringed waiting for Lucas's wrath to befall him. " You think I'd be mad that you for this? Hell, I could kiss you for doing this for me," regretting he said that as soon as it left his lips. " An afternoon in the sun at the beach hanging with you is perfect!" "Really, you're not mad? I can make up the money you loose," Todd offered again. "I wasn't going to tell you this, but I didn't want Gary to cut your wages to pay me so I told him I'd work for free," Lucas revealed. "For free? Why the hell would you do that?" Todd looked confused. "Two reasons. One, neither Paul nor I need to work. We both have a shit load of money we inherited. Two, I like you and I wanted to hang around with you rather than sit on the boat and be bored," "Wow, you like hanging with me that much that you'd work for free?" Todd grinned. Lucas does but he was worried that he may have given Todd the wrong idea. "Not so much to hang around with you as to make sure you don't fuck up anything you do. I told Gary I'd keep an eye on you for him," Lucas said with a smirk. "Eat shit and die, asshole. I've been doing this job long before you came along and I'll be doing it long after you leave. You're the one who would screw up, doing things the way it's done on the Cape," Todd came back at him with a punch in the shoulder and a laugh. "Okay, okay, let's make plans for Wednesday. What do I need to bring?" Lucas asked. "Nothing. I've got it all covered. Do you have a Speedo?" "I do, but I'd be too embarrassed to wear it on the beach in public," Lucas replied, his face turning red at the thought of the wearing the Speedo he had worn on the boat in front of woman and children on the beach. "All the surfers where them. It keeps everything tight and in place when you fall and hit the water. Wear them under a regular swimsuit if you want. But then you'll look like a tourist," Todd said trying to convince him. Was this really true or did Todd just want to see Lucas with the bare minimum of cloth covering his privates. They finished their ice cream and Lucas dropped Todd of at his house. "See you tomorrow at work, Lucas," Todd yelled as he bounced out of the car, his spirits high knowing Lucas wasn't mad at him. Lucas was so confused about Todd's behavior. He had no idea where their friendship might be headed. He figured now he had to talk to me about this. Unfortunately Irving and I had to work late to finish up a presentation for Wednesday. By the time we got home, Lucas was asleep. I just slithered quietly in bed beside him, kissed him on the cheek and fell asleep. Irving and I were in such a hurry the next morning to get to work to make sure that everything was ready for our presentation that I barely had time for Lucas to tell me about learning to surf with Todd. Lucas did his Zoom meeting for school and then went to get change for the beach. He put on his Speedo and looked at himself in the mirror. Turning around and admiring his hot body, he giggled to himself and he grabbed his crotch and gave it a squeeze. If he was going to wear a Speedo in public, maybe he try and find a flesh colored one so he would look like he was going nude in public. The thought of that made him chub up a little. He and I hadn't had sex for a few days so Lucas decided to play it safe and stroke one out before he left. Popping a boner while he was with Todd would definitely send the wrong message. Although he wouldn't mind if Todd did. Just as he was about to drop his Speedo and lay on the bed, his phone rang. It was Todd. "Hey, are you coming?" Todd yelled into the phone. Lucas was about to before he was interrupted. "My dad dropped me off on his lunch break. He has the roof rack on the car for the board. Hurry, the waves are awesome." "I'm just getting changed. I'll be there as soon as I can," Lucas replied. No time to jerk off now so he'll have to keep thinking clean thoughts so he doesn't get hard. Lucas got to the beach parking lot and Todd was standing by the path to the beach waving frantically at him. As he approached Todd he had to admire Todd's lean smooth body and handsome face. Clearly he was the best looking seventeen-year-old on the beach. Wavy brown hair falling just below his ears. High cheeks and a strong jaw line. His nose came to a point, not an obscene point like the beak of a bird, but not a rounded nose that had no definition. A small dimple forming on his chin when he broke out in his infectious laugh. A nice tanned smooth body, muscled up for his physical labor but still a slim build overall. Lucas had to keep walking towards Todd but keep looking around at fat people on the beach to keep his boner was growing with each step closer to Todd. "I see you didn't have the balls to wear your Speedos," Todd teased Lucas. "I did. Like you suggested, they are under my swim trunks," Lucas said in his defense. "Look out there and tell me what you see," Todd instructed him with a wave of his hand towards the beach. "I see sand, people and the ocean. What of it?" "The people. The old men are wearing swim trunks like yours and any one under 35 is wearing Speedos. So are you a 60 year old doofuss or are you a young surfer?" Todd continued to tease Lucas. Lucas looked down at Todd's Speedos, a really good look. He could see everything he wanted to see. A well-shaped cock curled back towards his legs by the cloth holding it in check. The ridge of his cock head was slightly visible as were his balls on either side of his cock shaft. He felt his cock starting to move so he hastened to pull of his 'old man' swim trunks and show the world his goods. "Very nice!" Todd exclaimed. "The Speedos, I mean," as his face turned red. "I hope you're happy now. Let's get to the water," Lucas said as he walked past Todd. "Ya, I'm happy. And it looks like you're getting happy too," pointing to Lucas's crotch and the growing bulge. Lucas ran to get in the surf so he could hide his problem. Todd followed close behind with his board. He stopped at the water's edge and picked up two low profile life vests, throwing one to Lucas. "My father insists that we wear these. That and a leash for the board," holding up some kind of a harness. "A leash? Are we taking the board for a walk?" Lucas asked in jest. "It's tied to my board and to my ankle. It keeps the board from getting washed away from me if I wipe out. I don't want anyone to get hurt by a runaway board," Todd explained. "You might need a leash for me so I don't washed away if I fall off." "Don't worry, I won't let you get away," Todd replied quickly, too quickly for Lucas's comfort. The boys put on the life vests, Lucas noting that quite a few other surfers were wearing similar vests. Almost all of the younger surfers were also wearing Speedos. "I'm glad you decided to wear your Speedos. They look good on you. My father doesn't like me to wear them here so I do the same as you and put a regular swimsuit on over them until I get here. I'm pretty sure my father knows but he doesn't like confrontation so he pretends not to know. He does that with a lot of things. If he doesn't acknowledge something then it doesn't exist in his world." "I suppose that has it's merits but it makes it tough to get advice from him if you have a problem," Lucas said. "I usually go to my mother if I have a problem. But not all problems are up for discussion with mom. Come on, climb on and let's paddle out to the waves." Todd sat behind Lucas as they leaned over to paddle out from the shore. Once they got closer to where the waves were starting to swell, the front of the board would rise up to skim over the top of the waves. The first few times Lucas wasn't squeezing his legs tight enough to the board and slid backwards against Todd. Todd had his legs spread to keep his balance so Lucas's ass went right up against his crotch. He laughed at Lucas's clumsiness and pushed him forward to where he had been sitting. The third time Lucas could swear he felt Todd's cock was stiff inside his Speedos. Todd didn't push him back as quickly this time and let Lucas just sit there, his ass nestled against Todd's growing boner. Lucas grabbed the side of the board and pulled himself forward, tightening his grip with his legs so he wouldn't get washed back again. A little further out and they were sitting in the swells, where the ocean moved up and down before the actual waves were formed. "Now let's see if you can stand up on the board without losing your balance," Todd announced. Todd put his hands on Lucas's hips to help steady him as he stood. Lucas managed to stand upright on his first attempt. The feel of Todd's hands on his hips and standing up so everyone could see what he had to offer made his cock ignore any methods of dissuasion that Lucas was using to keep it at least semi hard. As the board rocked in the water, Todd's hands invariably moved up and down on Lucas's hips and upper thighs, not helping the situation at all. "Great. You've got it. Now I'm going to stand up too and I can show you how to brace yourself when the wave starts pushing the board," Todd told Lucas. Todd stood up and positioned him self directly behind Lucas, putting his hands around Lucas's waist to guide him to flex with the movement of the board. Lucas started to loose his balance and fell backwards against Todd. Todd wrapped his arms around him and pulled him tight. "I've got you, don't worry," Todd reassured Lucas. But that was exactly what worried Lucas. Todd was holding him so tight that Todd's boner was pressing into Lucas's butt crack and causing Luca's cock to go full-blown hardon. Lucas decided that the best move in this situation was to abandon ship and fall off the board. Todd tried to grab him as he faked loosing his balance and falling to the side. What Todd did manage to do was to grab Lucas in the crotch as his hand slid down his waist. Todd ended up falling off as well and got tangled in his leash. He was flailing around as Lucas surfaced and swam over to hold him steady against the board. "I've got you, Todd. Just relax," Lucas tried to calm Todd. Todd was still trying to get untangled and managed to twist and turn and get Lucas caught up in the leash. "Seems like we have each other," as their bodies were pressed together. With red faces and not a word being said between them, they got untangled and held onto the board while they were treading water. Todd started to get back up on the board but Lucas suggested they wait a few minutes before they got out of the water. "Yeah, I know what you mean. A few minutes would be good," Todd smiled. The rest of the lesson was uneventful and both boys had fun in the water. They paddled to shore just as Todd's father pulled into the parking lot. "You did great. Next time we can rent a board for you and we can get in some real surfing," Todd told Lucas. "I'd like that." Todd put his board against the rack and they went to the outside showers to rinse off the salt water. Todd's father came to help them with the board and introduce himself to Lucas. "Lucas, I'd like to invite you and Peter to our Christmas party cookout we're having this weekend. Just some neighbors and friends. A very informal event. It will give us a chance to get to know one another." "Dad, his name is Paul, not Peter," in disgust at his father's screw up. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'm not good with names. Then leave Peter at home and bring Paul along with you instead," he laughed trying to gloss over his mistake. "I'll check with him but I'm sure he will be looking forward to meeting you." Lucas affirmed. Lucas was trying to process all that had happened that afternoon as he saw Todd and his father pull away, Todd turning and smiling out the window at Lucas. He smiled back at him then got in his car and drove home. He liked Todd, he really did. He was a nice guy, fun to work with and hang around with. He had a good sense of humor and a strong work ethic, both of which made their work at the marina so enjoyable. But from Todd's point of view, was there more to just being good friends? He was awfully quick to chub up when any physical contact was made. But so was Lucas. Lucas didn't have any feelings for Todd in a sexual way but wasn't so sure about Todd's feelings towards him. Lucas's feelings for Todd, outside of their strong friendship may have included some hormonal driven thoughts, similar to Dwayne but at much lower level. Lucas hadn't planned on talking to me just yet about this but felt he had to now. The presentation that Irving and I had done went over very well. So well in fact that he and I were assigned a team to develop the new project we had spoken about. We were chosen to give the presentation because we are both passionate about our work and can ignite that passion in others. We ignited an inferno. We were given designers to work with for the visual aspects of our project, the first time that was done before a project was completed. Mr. Bishop told us he had faith in us to make this a success and wanted to be ready to unveil it to the world as soon as it was completed. We were also assigned marketing people to help steer the physiological marketing, releasing teasing tidbits of information to build interest and demand. Irving and I looked at one another as we left our meeting with Mr. Bishop at the end of the day. "What the hell did we get ourselves into," I asked Irving. "We dug ourselves a very deep pit and there is a huge bucket of juicy cow shit hanging over our heads. If we pull this off, we'll be super heroes in the engineering world with articles written about us," Irving said positively. "And if we don't?" I dared to ask. "Then you know where that huge bucket of cow shit is going, right on top of us to bury us in our pit. I'd rather be a hero so let's get to work," Irving said as he hurried off to his office. We worked late that night to develop a strategy and a rough timeline to present to Mr Bishop in the morning. I could foresee quite a few late evenings ahead. When I got home, Lucas was again fast asleep. An afternoon of sun and surfing had wiped him out. Marilyn told me he had come home, eaten supper and went to bed at 8:00. She hadn't heard a sound out of him since. We were looking forward to our project but I felt a twinge of guilt that I would be taking away from time with Lucas. Marilyn was used to Irving spending so many hours at work over the years, but it was different with Lucas and myself. Me being assigned to this project was like the paperboy who delivered newspapers to the Kennedy Space Center being assigned as the co-director to land another man on the moon. Life always gives you hard choices, my career or Lucas. Hopefully he will understand this is only a temporary situation. I'll discuss it with him in the morning. Irving banging on our door abruptly woke me up in the morning. "Come on, we're going to late to meet with Mr. Bishop. I've got your coffee in a travel mug. The car leaves in ten minutes, with or without you!" he screamed through the door. Irving always was a hard pusher. Lucas looked up at me and smiled, "I'll try and stay awake tonight until you get home." "And I'll try to not be so late," I replied. I gave him a kiss on the lips and ran out to catch my ride. Lucas closed his eyes and dozed off, slipping in and out of sleep. He rolled over to my side of the bed, scootching over trying to find me. He felt the warmth in the sheets where I had been sleeping. Thinking he was close to finding me, he kept moving little by little until his arm fell over the side of the bed. It was then that he realized I had gone to work and he was alone in the bed. Catching a whiff of my scent on the pillows as he pursued me, his cock had filled in to be ready for me. He lay on his back and stroked his growing cock a few times but then took his hand away and let the blood drain from his boner. He had no urge to continue. He got dressed and quietly ate breakfast with Marilyn. "Paul and Irving will be all consumed by this project they are working on. I've seen it before. In a few months things will be back to normal so just hang in there," she told Lucas trying to console him. Lucas nodded and finished eating. He went to the computer and logged on to his class work but then left a note for his teacher that he wasn't feeling well and would make up his work tomorrow. Returning to his room, he flopped on the bed and stared at the ceiling. He hadn't felt this alone since Bart died. He lost Bart forever and had no one. Then Paul came along and saved him. He could only hope that Marilyn was right and things would be back to normal soon. He had dressed in his school clothes for his Zoom meetings. Totally unnecessary as he could only be seen from the waist up. He could have been naked from the waist down for anyone knew. But being dressed for school made it seem more formal to him and he worked better that way. He changed his clothes and got dressed to go to the marina. He got naked and looked at himself in the mirror. Yesterday there was a self-confident happy go lucky teenager looking back at him. Today is was a loner, not sure what the future held in store. He picked up his Speedos from yesterday and slipped them on. Looking back in the mirror, he admired the sexy boy he saw. He grabbed his crotch and gave it a squeeze, hoping to elicit some reaction. Nothing! He pulled his swim trunks on over them and a T-shirt and left for the marina. He wasn't sure what he was going to do there but anything was better than sitting home alone. As he meandered across the parking lot, he heard a voice call out. "Hey surfer boy, what are you doing here so early?" It was Todd, standing on the dock waving vigorously and a smile on his face so big Lucas could have counted every tooth and every cavity from 100 feet away. He jogged down to meet him, his spirits flying high now. "Same question, what the hell are you doing here now? Can't I ever get away from you?" Lucas teased. "Nope, not in this life, or maybe even the next," Todd laughed. "There was a broken water pipe at school so they gave us the day off. I was bored at home so figured I'd come and see what kind of trouble I could get into. What about you?" "Paul went to work early and I was feeling depressed. The marina, or any marina for that matter, always lifts my spirits. This one especially with you here," smiling just a big of a smile as Todd. "So let's see what kind of trouble we can get into together." Todd had a few ideas but knew he better keep them to himself. He was still trying to process yesterday and if Lucas was open to more physical fun. Lunchtime came and the morning had been filled with banter and teasing, sparsed with sexual innuendoes. Lucas really wanted to have an open and honest conversation with Todd but was at a loss as to how to begin. Then he had an idea. They'd go to the ice cream shop for lunch. Todd seemed to open up when he ate ice cream. At least it happened last time. "Let's go get some ice cream for lunch," Lucas suggested. "Sounds great. I love ice cream. Sometimes it makes my tongue feel like it's frozen, though." "So don't lick it as fast or shove so much in your mouth," Lucas advised. The minute he saw Todd blush, he knew he had taken it the wrong way. That didn't stop Todd from returning the volley. "Maybe I should get a banana split instead and shove the banana in my mouth." They both stopped and looked at each other realizing where the conversation had gone. Then burst out laughing at the comments they were sharing. "Safer to stick to a cone and take your time to enjoy it," Lucas finally said but then thought about the hidden meaning in that statement as well. They ordered, Lucas getting a hot fudge sundae and Todd opting for a burger and fries. Lucas was so tempted to ask Todd if he preferred to eat meat today and not the cream but decided not to open a new can of worms. He didn't want to take any chances of making things weird between the two of them. He was missing Paul and didn't want to alienate Todd. The rest of the afternoon at the marina was slow so they came up with a game to think up back-stories for each one of the boats and it's owners. The owner of the high powered cigar boat was a drug runner who killed a drug lord in South America and was hiding out here until it was safe to go home again. The owner of the Chris Craft twin cockpit mahogany runabout who showed up at the marina driving a Lamborghini and wearing an Armani suit and Louis Vuitton shoes was an international cat burglar and diamond thief. The older Italian man who always had a beautiful young woman on his boat ran a prostitution ring. "He has a whole stable of young women downtown and manages them on his laptop from his boat," Todd made up. "Or maybe young men?" he said as he looked at Lucas. Lucas didn't respond and pointed to another boat. "That one is owned by a politician who comes here with the woman he is having an affair with so there are no motel records," Lucas wanted to keep the game moving. Todd was quiet and said he was thirsty. We went up to the soda machine at the office and got some sodas. We walked back to one of the docks and sat down, our feet dangling in the water. After a few minutes, Todd turned to Lucas. "Lucas, can I ask you a personal question? If you don't want to answer me you can just tell me it's none of my business," Todd said quietly. Lucas looked from side to side and over his shoulder, then replied o Todd. "There is no one else around so I guess for right now I am your business," laughing. "No, shit head, I'm serious. I don't want to piss you off but I need to know something," he pleaded. This sounded serious. Lucas didn't want to threaten their friendship so he told Todd to go ahead and ask. "I was wondering, I mean, I want to know, um, when did you know you are gay?" Todd asked with his head down. This wasn't as bad as Lucas was expecting. He thought it would be something about the two of them. "Who says I'm gay?" he asked, feeling out Todd's intentions. "You and Paul living together? The looks you give one another and way your talk about each other? If you're not a couple, I don't know what is," Todd told me. "Can I be honest?" "Yes, please," Todd lifted his head and looked at Lucas. "I'm not sure I am gay. Yes, Paul and I are in a relationship but he is the first guy I have ever been with," Lucas confessed. "But isn't that what being gay is about, having sex with another guy?" "It isn't just sex with Paul. When I met him I was at the lowest point in my life." Lucas went on to tell Todd how he and I came to be together. "With the strong feelings we had for each other, the sex just seemed natural." Lucas explained. "Did you ever have an interest in other guys, or even girls for that matter?" Todd pressed on. "I did have a crush on a girl my freshman year of high school. We dated a few times and hit it off. She moved before we could go any further. I was depressed over loosing her so I buried my feelings in my schoolwork and never dated again. Do you think you're gay?" Lucas asked. "I don't know. I get these feelings sometimes." "There called hardons," Lucas laughed as he interrupted trying to keep the mood light. "It shows, doesn't it?" Todd's face turned red. "Dude, we all get boners at the most inopportune times. Its called raging teenage hormones." "Yeah, but like yesterday. Every time I touched you or was close to you I chubbed up Look, I don't want you to hate me so maybe we better quit talking about this," Todd said nervously. "No way. We're best friends and good friends can be honest with each other and talk about anything," Lucas assured Todd. "Only best friends and not lovers?" Todd said factiously. "Best friends isn't good enough for you?" Lucas fired back in the same joking vein. "Seriously, you consider us best friends?" "Of course I do. Your friendship means a lot to me. An awful lot. So gay, bi, straight or just fucked up in the head and horny, we're friends," Lucas said as he reached over and gave Todd a shoulder hug. "Have you dated any girls?" "No, I'm like my dad and shy around people. I've thought about asking a girl out but never worked up the guts to follow through." "Well how do you know you don't like Mexican food until you've tried the furry taco?" Lucas offered. Todd looked at Lucas with a confused look on his face for a few moments and then smiled when he got the analogy. "Right now I think I'd prefer a hairy sausage instead," Todd answered back. "Sure, but maybe try both until you make up your mind." "So are you and Paul gay or what?" Todd came back to that. "We decided we really don't know. We have feelings for each other, strong feelings. We have declared we're 'Just Us', like the name of our boat. Nothing complicated, just us." " I like that. Can we be 'Just You and Me'?" Todd asked with a twinkle in his eye. "How about 'Me and My Bestie'?" Lucas came back. "Even better, it suits us." "But it's describes our friendship, nothing else. Okay?" Lucas said wanting to make sure Todd wasn't reading any more into it than intended. "Sure, what ever you say," as Todd turned and gave Lucas a tight hug. Just before he broke the hug, he leaned over and gave Lucas a quick kiss on the cheek. "Todd!" Lucas yelled. "Sorry, I just felt we should seal our new pact somehow. A peck on the cheek was the least I could think of," as he got up and ran towards the trash can to throw away his empty soda can. Lucas had got a tingle running down his spine and lodging itself in his groin from the hug and the kiss. He smiled then frowned, hoping he hadn't started a snowball rolling down hill that would get out of control. Damn, he hoped I would get home early enough tonight to sit down and talk. Lucas had a lot to get off his chest. Unfortunately for Lucas, it was another late night at work. When I got home he was still awake, on his cell phone, scrolling from page to page. As soon as I entered the room, he put his phone down and told me he wanted to talk to me. I got undressed and into bed, pulling him in for a kiss and snuggle. "So, how was your day? Did you enjoy surfing?" I asked. "It was awesome! Todd took me out on his board and taught me how to balance myself and then stand up. Then we caught a couple of small waves and rode them into shore." I was trying to pay attention but the long day and the comfortable bed were catching up with me. Lucas could detect the lowering of my voice and the slowness of my responses, generally a grunt or an 'Ah ha' as I slowly drifted off. Realizing this he strayed from the actual events of the day. "Todd is cool. Some older guys cut us off and hit Todd's new board, leaving a large scrape down the front of it." Lucas continued with his made up tale. "Uh huh, that's nice," I groggily mumbled. "Then Todd pulled a nine millimeter automatic from his Speedos and shot both of them, killing them dead." "Okay, sounds like fun," I responded having no idea what he was saying. "The blood drew sharks and Todd shot at them until he ran out of ammunition. Then we yelled for the lifeguards. They swam out to help but got eaten by the sharks. We paddled to shore and went for ice cream at Dairy Queen," Lucas finished, totally disgusted that I fell asleep. "Glad you had a good day. See you in the morning," I mumbled as I rolled over and went sound asleep. I woke up the next morning almost as tired as I had gone to sleep last night. I slept straight through the night, but my body was getting run down from all these early mornings and late nights. Only a couple of months so I can tough it out. I got ready for work and Lucas was on his side, facing away from my side of the bed. "I'm leaving," I announced, fully expecting him to roll over and give me a kiss. "Okay, see you later," he said clear as day, not mumbling as if still half asleep. "I'll try and make it home early tonight. Maybe we can go out to dinner together," I offered up as a consolation. "Yeah, whatever," as he pulled the covers over his head. Driving to work I realized I had my priorities all wrong. I was putting work ahead of Lucas. I swore I'd never leave him and this is exactly what I'm doing, emotionally. Something has to change, Lucas rolled over and punched both hands on his bed when he heard Irving's car pull out of the driveway. Lying on his back, his morning wood was not as hard as usual but still was begging for some attention. He took a hold of it and started to jerk it, not making any immediate difference. While continuing to stroke, he cursed me for being so dismissive of him. Then he thought how much more attentive Todd had been yesterday. As Lucas's thought passed from me to Todd, his cock began to harden. Thoughts of Todd and a stiff cock in his hand made him more aroused. He needed a shower so he'd get all soapy and finish in the shower. He jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom, his boner bobbing up and down and side to side. He started the shower and got in before the warm water was even up to temperature. When the warm water and the soapsuds flowed over his body, his mind recalled the feeling of the ocean water on his body as he and Todd played in the surf yesterday. He slid one hand back and fingered his hole, raising his excitement to the next level. Suddenly he had an idea. I had given him a dildo on his eighteen birthday so he could practice opening up his hole. He never used it, saying he had me and my live dildo anytime he wanted something in his ass. I totally agreed and the dildo went to the back of his underwear draw. He jumped out of the shower and ran to his bureau, leaving wet footprints all across the floor. He reasoned if he didn't have my cock to use, the dildo would be the next best thing. Lucas returned to the shower and stepped in, his dildo in hand. He grabbed the bottle of hair conditioner and squeezed some on the dildo, his hand to lube his hole and on his cock. There was a shelf molded into the show wall for soap, shampoos, etc. It was the perfect height to rest the end of the dildo against and then press back against it. Naturally this wasn't me going in him so his thoughts turned to Todd. As he bent over and pressed hard against the wall, he closed hi eyes and envisioned Todd standing behind him on the surfboard, Lucas's Speedos strap pulled to the side and Todd's hard prick sticking out over the top of his, the pressing against Lucas's hole until he gained entry. All the while, Lucas was stroking slowly, not wanting to cum to quickly. Lucas's legs were cramping up from squatting to get maximum penetration. He stopped and got out of the tub, laying the bathmat and a few towels on the floor and up to the base of the tub. Then he lay on his back on the floor, scootching forward until he was close to the tub. He positioned the dildo and moved back further so it penetrated his ass. He hung his legs into the tub to rock himself back and forth, simulating being fucked by Todd. Now his mind's eye pictured himself lying on his back on the surfboard, his ankles up on Todd's shoulders as Todd straddle the board and pulled Lucas's thighs forward and back. He felt his climax building. As good as this felt, he was sure the pending orgasm was going to be spectacular. We tightened his grip on his cock and pushed against the tub as hard as he could, sending the fake penis deep. He was right. The climax was breathtaking. He shot sperm all over him, over the edge and into the tub and of course on the floor all around him. His sphincter muscle had tightened so hard around the dildo, a tow truck couldn't pull it put until his orgasm subsided. That orgasm was epic! Lucas was slowly getting his breathing back to normal when he noticed he was still chubbed up. Had to be from experiencing the best cum shot of his life. But, no, he was feeling some discomfort in his lower stomach. Damn! This wasn't a sex boner, this was a morning piss boner and he better get up off the floor and get to the toilet fast. He turned on his side to try and get up but the floor was slippery with water, hair conditioned and copious amounts of fresh cum. He put his hand out to push himself up and it slipped on the gooey floor, sending him flopping back down. Another try with the same results. 'urgent message from your bladder to your brain! I'm ready to release even if you aren't." Lucas got the message loud and clear. He swung around to get one hand on a clean stop on the floor and pushed himself up to a kneeling position next to the tub. His bladder had warned him but now it was happening. A little squirt of piss, then another squirt, followed by a steady stream. Lucas grabbed the tip of his cock and squeezed it tight to hold back the floodgates but that caused way too much pain in his urethra. He let go of his strangle hold and simply aimed it towards the tub, managing to get most of it over the edge and going down the drain. Now the bathroom was filled with the putrid smell of dark yellow overnight piss, masking the more pleasant bleach smell of his fresh cum. When he finished pissing, he looked around the bathroom, wet towels, cum, piss and a soiled dildo surrounding him. "Fuck! What a mess," he said to himself wondering if Marilyn was up yet and had heard him. "But what an orgasm!" as he smiled, shook his now flaccid cock, shrinking back to normal after having performed both of its morning duties admirably. He got back in the shower to finish washing then picked up the wet towels and put them in a pile near the door. He would do this wash himself so no one knew what he had done. He got dressed and went downstairs for some breakfast. Marilyn was sitting at the kitchen table, several plates of food covered to keep them warm. "Good morning" she beamed to Lucas. "With a shower that long, you must be the cleanest boy in three counties," she snickered. Lucas's face instantly turned red. "The warm water felt so good, I guess I got carried away," he explained feebly. "You should try the shower downstairs. It has a detachable massage shower head that works wonder on stiff muscles," she said teasingly. "When Irving is working late hours for any length of time, I find a nice long hot shower does wonders for my attitude," as she took the covers off the food and left the room. Holy shit! She must have heard me, Lucas surmised. Damn, this is embarrassing. But wait, she takes long hot showers too? With a massaging showerhead? Is she a 'clit tickler'? Wow. Lucas thought Massachusetts was liberal but Florida takes the prize. As Lucas was eating, his mind was a cluster fuck of emotions. He was missing me and pissed off that I was putting work ahead of him. But he rationalized this project was good for the company and my career. But what about him? Was he to be cast aside anytime something came up that I deemed more important? He was so damn horny that he went looking relief anyway he could get it, even a dildo up his ass while fantasizing about another boy. And what of Todd? They were friends, best friends. But there had been nothing sexual between them, other than some innuendoes and some sexual banter. And now he has the most amazing orgasm with Todd in his head and a dildo up his ass with Todd's name metaphorically on it. He put his dishes in the sink, started the wash of soiled towels and told Marilyn he had to go do some research for a school project. He'd be back late afternoon. He got in his car and pulled out of the driveway, not sure where he was headed. Whenever he needed to do some deep serious thinking, he would go to the beach. The rhythmic pounding of the waves was steady and uninterrupted, no matter what kinds of turmoil was happening around them. I needed that unchanging constant motion right now. I could yell or cry or throw myself on the sand and the waves would keep coming, one after another every twenty seconds or so. The only thing that could affect the waves was the Moon, pulling the waves further out to sea and then a few hours later, pushing back where they belong. As large and powerful as the Moon was, it knew it had to move the oceans on a specific schedule, so predictable that tide charts could be printed months in advance. The Moon, the tides, the waves, all things that a person can depend on being there, no matter what. Lucas had gone to a beach a mile down from where he and Todd went surfing. He wanted a fresh surrounding to enjoy the waves and think about his life. It was perfect. It was tucked into the shoreline so the waves were not big enough to surf on. The waves retreating back out to sea made the rip current deadly so no one came here to swim. The only people that would frequent this section of beach were sun worshipers and then usually in the afternoon when the sun was it's strongest. Very quiet here this early in the morning. Lucas lay on his back, his hand behind his head, and closed his eyes, listening to the sounds of the waves massaging the sand and the sea gulls over head yelling for someone to give them some scraps of food. Totally idyllic. He took off his shirt and covered his face to keep the strong rays of the sun from filtering through his eyelids. It wasn't long before he dozed off. He woke to the sound of footsteps in the sand fairly close to him. There had been no one else on this section of the beach earlier. He sensed that someone had sat down in the sand only a few feet away from him. A whole fucking beach and they have to invade his personal space. He was about to pull the shirt off his head and see whom the interloper before he moved away from them. The bright sunlight temporarily blinded him as he took the shirt off his face. "I thought I recognized that chest. Not another one like it between Cuba and Georgia," the voice said. The voice was familiar but Lucas couldn't immediately recognize it. He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice. It was Todd. "What the hell are you doing on my private section of beach?" Todd asked with a smile. "Sorry, I didn't see the sign that said this beach was reserved for obnoxious little native boys," Lucas shot back with a grin. Lucas wasn't happy his peace and quiet had been interrupted but he was happy to see Todd's smiling face. The face of his best friend who had just butt fucked him in his mind. Thinking back to his exploits in the bathroom, Lucas's face turned a light shade of red. "I think you've been out in the sun too long, Lucas, you face is starting to burn. You should have put on some sun screen," Todd advised. Lucas's mind went back to the sunscreen episodes on the boat with Mike and Dwayne and started to chub up. :"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Lucas blurted out before thinking that Todd would have no idea what Lucas was talking about. "Sure, I don't want to see that ugly face get sunburned and look even uglier," Todd giggled at Lucas. "But seriously, what are you doing down here. Nobody ever comes here." "You're here, aren't you? Does that make you a nobody?" "No more so than you I guess. Maybe like your boat, two nobodies make a somebody," Todd offered. "Paul and I aren't nobodies!" Lucas protested loudly. "No, I didn't mean that. I just meant that together, we're 'somebody'," Todd tried to convince Lucas he wasn't dissing them. "But you're right. I shouldn't try to squeeze in on you and Paul. I'll leave the beach to you," as Todd slowly walked away. "Please don't go. If you leave me then I am just a 'nobody'. I'd much rather be a 'somebody', especially if I can be a somebody with you." Lucas backtracked with a smile and a tear in the corner of his eye. "Hey every one, you hear that?" Todd yelled at the top of his lungs spinning around in a circle, "Lucas and I are 'a somebody'!" "You better believe it!" Lucas began yelling right along with Todd. Then he looked at Todd and grabbed him in a hug. "Yeah, we're 'a somebody', a couple of bat shit crazy lunatics is who we are." The boys put their arms on each other's shoulders and walked up the beach to go to the section of the beach where people were surfing, swimming and enjoying life. That's where they belonged.