Lori and Michelle seemed shocked, and both of them gasped as Lori shrieked, "Tristan! Omigod!"
"I'm sorry. But it's so true! Like...this is crazy stiff right now." It almost felt as though the harsh throbbing of my erection was literally tugging on the arteries connected to my heart! Almost as if my balls were both trying to pull my heart down into my stomach, while my heart was desperately clinging to both of my lungs in an attempt to maintain its natural position. My whole body just felt out of whack and the adrenaline rush just wouldn't stop for anything. The most maniacal smile spread across my lips and I began to squirm so much that my seatbelt began to itch.
Michelle said, "Don't...'do that' in my car!"
"Do what? I'm not doing anything. I just...I'm hard. Thinking about Jesse makes me hard."
"Omigod! Were you two just sexting?" Lori asked.
"NO! We were just talking. But...when it comes to him, everything is sexy. He's total boner bait. I can't help it."
"Well, make that thing go away. You're making us uncomfortable." Lori giggled. "I can't talk to you when you're all...like that..."
"I can't just make it 'go away', Lori."
"Yes you can! Just...think about something else. Or, like...press down on it with your backpack or something."
I gave her the weirdest look. "That's NOT how boners work, Lori. What are you talking about?"
"Well, *I* dunno! Just put it away, already."
"Put it where? It's 'attached' to me. There aren't a whole lot of paces for it to go." I grinned, enjoying the view of her cringing with every mention of her best friend's manhood. "Hehehe, don't you know how a penis works?"
"Eeewww! Don't say penis!" She cackled, covering her ears. "My Tristan doesn't have a penis. He just...he gets really wishy washy and he kisses boys on the mouth and that's the end of it."
"Oh wow, that is SO not the end of it!" I laughed.
"WELL..." She said, "...In case you weren't aware of it, I wasn't born with one of those...'things'." My jaw dropped for a moment and I kicked the back of her seat. "WHAT?!?!? I just kinda figured that it was like...you know...like a 'tail'. But in the front."
Michelle cracked up, and I faked a great deal of insult. "Did you just refer to penises as 'tails in the front'? Did I hear that right?"
"Yeah! Like puppy dogs. You get excited and it stands up and starts wagging all happy and shit until you pet it and..."
"STOP! Oh for the love of God, please stop!" Michelle and I laughed long and hard at that one. Lori blushed little bit, but I couldn't tell if she was joking or not. "And you guys wonder why boys turn gay! The educational system has certainly failed you, Lori!"
"Screw you guys. It seems like a perfectly logical assumption to me." She said as we turned down my street.
"Yeah, well that's 'cause you're a virgin! Hehehe!" I giggled, giving her seat another kick.
There was a brief pause when I said it. One that I didn't even notice until her and Michelle exchanged a glance. Lori asked, "Yeaaahhhh...but we're all virgins in this car. Right, Tristan?"
"I think this is my house coming up!So I'll see you guys tomorrow! Bye!" I said quickly. Holding back my playful giggles was a LOT easier than holding back the rapidly approaching blush in my cheeks.
"RIGHT, Tristan???" Lori said again, more demanding this time and trying to swivel around in the front seat to look me in the eye.
I was more than a block and a half away from my house, but I wasn't quite prepared to deal with my little fuck up just yet. Hehehe! "You know what? You guys can just let me out right here if you want..."
"Michelle! Lock the doors!"
"Right here is fine!" I opened the car door while the car was still moving! We weren't going that fast, but the danger of it all caused Michelle to mash down on the brakes while we all laughed at my sudden need for a drastic escape.
"What the hell HAPPENED between you and Jess this weekend, dammit! Tell me!" Lori demanded.
"Nothing. Just a couple of puppies with our tails wagging, that's all. See you later, thanks for the ride, Byeeeee!" I practically jumped out of the car and dashed off before they had a chance to badger me with more personal questions. I'm saving that for another day. They can wait.
However, just as I crossed the street to start the short walk the rest of the way home...I happened to catch sight of little Scotty Lynch playing basketball at the other end of the street. I wasn't expecting him to be looking to ambush me today, but just as I was thinking up a way to sneak by undetected, I heard Michelle and Lori honking the horn really loud to get his attention.
Arrrgh! BITCHES, man! Hehehe!
Michelle peeled off with Lori grinning at me out of the passenger side window, ignoring the blatant middle finger that I shot their way for ratting me out. They waved gleefully at Scotty as they drove past him, and then I was left with him heading my way, picking up the pace to connect with me before I could get to my front door.
God damn you, Lori...
"Heya, Tristan!" He said, bouncing a basketball beside him. I don't know if he was bouncing it that loud on purpose or what, but he seemed to be slamming it pretty hard as he dribbled it in my direction.
"Hey, Scotty..." I said, politely. I tried to keep walking but I knew it wasn't going to be that easy.
"Dude, you should have seen me on the court today! I feel like I scored like a million points! Look at this! Watch! Watch, ok?" He said, his slightly immature cracking on more words than not. Suddenly, Scotty start dribbling the ball super fast right in front of me, jerking around, between his legs and stuff...it looked like he was two seconds away from losing control and bouncing that super hard ball right into my FACE! I cringed a little bit, taking a step back while he worked himself into a frenzy to show off for me.
After getting so worried and tense that I was ready to snap, I said, "WOW! Really cool, Scotty! Super cool! Um, can you STOP that, please?" I don't mean to be too sissyish about the whole thing, but sports balls are just...they look like they're designed to hurt people and leave marks forever. I don't want that.
Scotty was out of breath, but he stopped right away with a smile and put the ball under his arm with pride as he looked a me for approval. Scotty wasn't a bad kid. He could be so charming and downright cute when he wanted to be. It's just not cool for me to entice his boyish crush on me when I know it's not going to take off and go anywhere. That would just be rude.
I have to admit though...Scotty definitely taught me a lot about going for what I wanted. After seeing the way he stayed persistent and determined to be around me whenever he could find the time to stalk me from down the street...the LEAST I could do was trade a few emails with Jesse and talk to him in the mall. It may be a lucky and indirect benefit of a puppy love crush...but I may just owe a portion of my relationship with Jesse to this pretty blond boy from the end of the block...who decided one day that I was worth the pursuit. Fate works in mysterious ways sometimes.
Maybe for the both of us...
"So....like...school, huh?" He said. I couldn't tell if his heavy breathing was from his little basketball display, or if he was just nervous, but he seemed to be anxious for an answer.
"Yeah. School." I mean...what else was I supposed to say.
"Just getting home?"
"Yeah. Michelle and Lori always drop me off. Same time, so..." I'm sure he knew that, but he was trying so hard to make conversation and not let this moment end that I didn't mind indulging him a little bit. Even though I was anxious to get back inside and check to see if Jesse messaged me back or not.
"I was thinking..." He said, "...Maybe this weekend, if you're not doing anything special, we could go out to the park by the big fountain and just hang out and stuff. Maybe just...'talk'. Or...or not. Or something else. Whatever. I don't care." Scotty had lowered his head until his chin touched his chest, and it was just as adorable as it was sad.
My brain began to fire up with candy sweet images of what could be if I did the right thing here...and instead of running in the house like I usually do, slamming the door in Scotty Lynch's poor, hopeful, face...I stopped and talked to him. Not for TOO long, mind you! I I didn't want him getting any ideas or anything. I just said, "Say...I have a few friends that I sometimes chill with on the other side of town. I just met them not long ago, but...do you think you maybe wanna come with me some time and just screw around for a while?"
Scotty's eyes shot open so wide that I almost wanted to take a step back and cup my hands to catch them, just in case they popped right out of his friggin head!
"REALLY???" He said, unable to control the width of his smile as he stood up on his tip toes and looked at me as though I had just given him the secret of eternal life! "I...OH WOW!!! I would LOVE to...!!!" I don't think Scotty had enough of a chance to restrain his excitement before he answered. Hehehe, ok...that was kind of cute! NOT that I'm swooning over any of Scotty's antics! I just...I thought it was cute. So sue me.
I said, "Well, I know this guy...he's your age..." Be gentle with the info, Tristan. Don't be too heavy handed with it. "He's like...well, he..." Can I mention that Artie's super cute? I don't think so. That might sound suspicious. "I figured that HE'S an awesome artist, right? And you like to do the shoes and stuff. So you're an awesome artist too. I told him about you. Maybe it'll be cool if you two met up and got to talk...'art' together..."
Ok, that was weird and clumsy in the way that I handled it. But it's out there now. Come on, Scotty...say yes. Say it! Even if you don't know Artie at all...let your feelings for me yank you in the right direction!
"You tell other people me? Like...my shoes and stuff?" Arrrgh! NO! That's not what I was trying to...
"Of course I do. HE'S a really cool artists! You should meet up! Do you want to hang out or something soon?"
The biggest smile crossed Scotty's face. And he says, "M'kay! Sounds cool?"
The thing is, I don't think he was even remotely interested in meeting Artie and Jesse like I was hoping he would. From the look on his face, he seemed more interested in spending more time with ME than anything else. But, who knows? Once I get him and Artie to at least talk to each other...they might just hit it off. Artie needs love, Scotty needs love...we just need to lock them in a room together and see what happens, right?
"Alright. I'll give you a call this weekend, Scotty. Is that alright?"
"That's SUPER alright, T-Diddy!!!" He said. "OOPS! I mean...Tristan. Sorry."
"Alright then. I'll talk to you soon. K?" I said, and started shuffling to my door again.
"K. Bye. I'll...be at my house and stuff. You can just come over or whatever."
"Thanks, Scotty" I said. I smiled ad he nearly melted right into the concrete, but did all he could to keep his cool. I, then, heard the rapid, uneven bouncing of his basketball as he tried to quickly but casually walk away from me. Hehehe, yeah, there is a lot about Scotty Lynch that Artie is going to LOVE once he gets a hold of him! Just watch!
I almost can't wait to see them meet for the first time!
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