This is a work of pure fiction, based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases, experience. There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If you are too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kind if story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - - ENJOY!
Cast of Characters:
Cole Alexander Stephanson IV -- Our hero
Jazz -- (Jack Zachary) Coles oldest brother
Diane -- Jazz's wife
Janie and Jesse -- Jazz's kids
Rod -- Coles middle brother
Suzanne -- Rod's wife
Will and Cole V -- Rod's kids
Igor (Iggy) -- Cole's Tutoring Pupil
Cole Alexander Stephanson III -- Coles Dad
Ethyl Stephanson -- Cole's mom
Rex Remlin-- Rod's best friend
Gus Hartwin -- Cole's Boyfriend
Michelle -- Cole's old girlfriend.
Dexter -- Iggy's boyfriend
Ed -- Paramedic
Manolo -- Paramedic
Steve -- Manolo's boyfriend
Randy -- Found Boy
Curtis -- Found boy's brother
Kian Willis-- Friend in Vancouver
Nicolas Poole-- Friend in Vancouver
Howard Poole -- Nicolas's Father
Christian -- the pool guy
Boyd -- the pilot
Spike -- Cop and former classmate
The twins:
Marcus Aurelius
Alexander The Great
Jon -- Teacher's Aide
Gary Rose -- Nurse
Chapter 41
We were so tired from a long day of surfing that after dinner all we could do was collapse in bed and go to sleep! Oh, all right, maybe we had some pre-sleep fun -- in the shower. Okay, in bed too! But it was a real quickie!
"Is this the day you wanted to take Marc and Lex to the beach?" Mom asked at breakfast
"No, that's tomorrow. We won't be spending too much time at the beach. We're going to Laguna. That's why I thought it would be fun to take them. Not much beach action that we care about there. I just want to go long enough to sit in the incoming waves at the edge with them. I think they'll like that."
"Oh! I'm glad you told me that! I didn't even want to think of you taking them out on those surf boards!"
"Aw, mom! We'd never do anything stupid like that! We'd NEVER do anything that could hurt them."
"Where are you going today?"
"We're thinking of Balboa, Newport and Corona del Mar."
"Corona del mar! You just want to go to those caves! I remember them from when your father and I were not too much younger than you! I also remember what we did in them!" She said laughing.
"Okay, Mom! Too much info, here! Boys like to explore caves!"
"I know all about that. The boys were always trying to explore when they took us to THOSE caves!" She was laughing even harder.
"Will you be taking your surf boards again? If not maybe you'd like to take my Infinity. That awful car of yours must get about two gallons to the mile!"
"Awful car!? Are you talking about Dad's baby?" I said with mock dismay. "And what if you have to go out? Then you will be stuck driving `that awful car'!"
"If you think about it you might remember that I used to drive it all the time. I know how to handle it. And there's plenty of room for the boys there."
She continued, "and actually going that far, I'd rather you use it tomorrow too. It's safer for the boys."
"Okay by me!" I said.
"And I fixed you a good lunch to take in the cooler."
"Wow! You're amazing, Mom!"
"I want you two to have a good time this week. You will be very busy starting next week at UCLA!"
"Actually I might want to add a class or two, if I can." I said. "Now that my tumor seems to have disappeared, and I feel fine, I don't have to go light as I had planned."
"I dunno about that, honey. I think you should still take it easy this semester. Make sure it doesn't come back."
"Thanks mom. It's NOT coming back. It's completely gone."
"How can that be?"
"The doc said it was a miracle. I believe it." I said. I hadn't told Mom or Dad about my "dreams" with Rex.
"Strange. Well, I guess we should just all be thankful. You know my grandfather died from a brain tumor."
"Really?" I queried. "Cancerous?"
"I don't think so. They tried to remove it, but medicine back then was not as it is today. It was like yours, I think. Just growing and causing pressure. I don't think it was near his eye though. It was causing him bad headaches. Anyway, I'd feel better if you took it easy this semester."
"I'll play it by ear." I conceded. "Well, thanks for the lunch, Mom. You're better than the best! Bye!"
"Drive carefully!"
"Hrmph! You never remind us to drive carefully when we are driving `that awful car'! One would think you're more worried about your car than us!" I joked.
"You're not used to driving my car!"
"Okay, MOMMY. We're men. Men can drive anything."
"MEN!" She laughed.
We first headed to Balboa Island. Took the peninsula blvd. and went across the ferry. "I haven't done this since I was 17!" Said Gus. It was a very short ferry ride to the other side.
"Me neither! Dang! 4 years! That's almost half a lifetime! Too bad we don't have the Pontiac, and too bad it's not a longer ride! Then we could prove that one fairy can ride another fairy riding on the ferry!"
"Speak for yourself, fag!" He joked.
He drove off the ferry into the middle of a Balboa neighborhood. We had to drive to the other end of the Island (it's easily walked in ten minutes. Takes at least 15 minutes by car on a busy day.) and cross over the bridge, then parked and walked back over the bridge. One of the first places we stopped was a snack shop that had a window opening to the street. "Home of the ORIGINAL FROZEN BANANA", it said. We bought two.
"Mmmmm! Gettin' horny here! First we ride a ferry and now we're eating hard bananas! I forgot what a turn on coming to Balboa could be!" he said as he surreptitiously goosed me.
"Oooo! You ARE horny, aren't you! Man, I've got a lot of memories from here!"
"Me too. What is your most memorable?"
"I was down here with Deena -- in the Pontiac -- when I lost 1st and 3rd gears."
"No sh -- er -- kidding! What did you do?"
"Guess!"
"Called Daddy?"
"Are you kidding? What do you think I am -- a helpless nerd?" I exclaimed. Then I changed my tone. "Yeah, I called Dad!"
"HAH!" He crowed. "And did he come down and rescue you?"
"Nope! Told me to try to get it home. It was after a party and pretty late. Deena called her parents and told them what happened. They offered to come get us. I said I thought I could get home."
"With 1st gear out on an automatic tranny? How could you get it started?"
"Well, I guess it wasn't completely gone or something. I would press the pedal and it went into 1st and made a horrible buzzing noise and barely got started and then CLUNK! it would slam into second. Then when it hit third, it would make the noise again and finally go into high."
"You had to do that all the way home?"
"Duh! You better believe I did everything to try to miss stoplights! I found that if I slowed to 10 mph, I could hold it in second until about 50 and then take my foot off the pedal and shift to high. It would shift past 3rd directly into 4th. I got good enough at it that I took her home, then came home myself."
"No makeout session that night?"
"I wasn't much for making out. I WANTED to, but I was shy. And -- of course -- what I REALLY wanted was to be making out with a guy! So - - what was your most memorable time here?"
"OOOooo! It had to be when Dane Oulette caught me with his sister in the bedroom of the cabin we rented. He was p-i-s-s-e-d! I didn't even figure out until later that he -- like me -- had slept with half of the girls on the cheer squad! But his sister was off limits -- as far as he was concerned."
"Wow! Dane was a defensive lineman wasn't he? He wasn't a small guy. What'd you do?"
"Heh. I Ran! Luckily my pants and shoes were still on me. Back then we didn't bother to remove clothes. I never lasted more than 2 minutes anyway! HAHA! Yeah, he was at least twice my size. He also did heavy weight wrestling, you know! That was Easter Vacation. He cooled off by school. We actually laughed about it at graduation."
"How were you able to make it with so many girls? I just wasn't interested. I was shy anyway, and I didn't want to have sex with them."
"It was just expected. I was the first string quarterback. What could I do?"
"Did you like it?" I asked.
"It was the best sex I ever had -- until Rex. I knew I wanted to -- do something with guys, but until Rex, it didn't happen. Girls were better than by hand!"
"I guess. Shall we go back to the car?"
"Tired of this already?"
"It used to be fun. Today it's boring -- after the bananas."
"Thanks!" He said, lower lip protruding.
"You know what I mean!" I defended.
"I do! Let's skip Newport -- it's gonna be more of the same -- and just go down to Corona del Mar."
"Still horny huh?"
"If the Pope's Catholic -- and you're standing here in front of me -- Yeah!"
There is a large parking area at the beach. You have to climb over the rock wall at the end that divides the beach from the estuary that separates the south end of Balboa from the mainland. Then there is a narrow hole in the rocks -- more like a slit -- Dane Oulette wouldn't have gotten through it -- that takes you to the cave. At low tide you can walk to it on the beach, `cuz it opened to the water. We went through the passage. Since it was Wednesday, no one was there.
The cave opened out in a wide archway to "The Wedge" where the ocean came into the estuary. The wedge was caused by the narrowing at the inlet between the mainland and the island. Because of this, some spectacular -- and dangerous waves came in, and where there are dangerous waves, there are brave surfers. If you sit in the opening of the cave's archway, you could see the surfers risking their life near the rocks.
At night the moon makes this a very beautiful spot for lovers. It also is very popular and crowded at night, so those lovers can't really do anything unless they don't care who sees it.
But this wasn't night. We were all alone in the cave. Well, as you might guess, we came out of the cave two very satisfied and happy young men! I think that if more people had more sex, more often - - life would be much better on this earth.
"Hey!" I said. "Let's go down to Laguna today."
"Aren't we are going there tomorrow?" He asked.
"Yeah, but tomorrow we'll have the boys."
"Oh, you know another place to have some more fun?" He laughed.
"Well, yeah, but not that kind of fun. Have you ever body surfed down at the cliffs there?"
"The cliffs?"
"The place where the beach is way below, and houses are above."
"Oh, you mean by the bowling green."
"Nope! That's at the north end of town. This is at the south end."
"I -- I don't think I ever went there."
"Well, it's not a place for a surf board. Now we HAVE to go! I have to show you this place -- without the boys!"
"You're really torqued about this aren't you?"
"Oh yeah! I almost forgot about it. It's hella fun!"
"Just tell me where to drive."
Wednesday was the perfect day to go. It was still crowded -- especially up in the shops. But not like the weekend. We found a parking place and walked down to the cliffs. There were steep stairs leading to the beach, as there are at the other end -- near the bowling greens. But here there are rocks out in the water. BIG rocks. They have the same affect on the waves as at "The Wedge". Only these big waves crash directly on the sand.
"I'm not riding any wave to be crashed on to the sand!" Gus said, as if I were crazy!
"Well, it's not all that easy, but watch me!" I said. I ran to the water and swam out almost to the rocks. It's not that far. I then picked up a wave and rode high on its crest almost all the way to the beach. When I got almost there, rather than pulling out, I pulled my legs up under me and the wave threw me on to the sand -- feet first.
"FUCK!" Said Gus. "Oops, sorry! But jeez! That was so cool!"
I was all smiles. I explained to him what you have to do. He reluctantly followed me out to the rocks. We picked up a good wave. It's a pretty short ride, because it's so close to the shore. Before we knew it I was standing on the beach and he was rolling in the sand, having been crashed there by the wave.
"You ASS HOLE!" He said.
"What?" I said, laughing.
"You KNEW that would happen! I never knew you hated me so much!"
"Mm-hmh! Like you didn't know that I would wipe out at Huntington! But did I complain? Nope, I went back and did it again."
"No way are you getting me back there." He said, covered with sand from hair to toes."
"Aw, c'mon! You gotta rinse off anyway. And are you gonna let me best you at this. You can do it. Just because you didn't do it the first time - "
"That hurt!" He complained.
"C'mon, pussy! If I can do it you can. I TOLD you, you have to pull your legs in and let the wave toss you on to your feet! C'mon! Let's go get you cleaned up! I'll suck your dick under water before we ride! And I won't tell anyone what a pussy you are!" I taunted, laughing.
He took me up on both my last offers. We swam out between the rocks and I took a huge breath and dove under the water. I was almost out of breath when he yanked me up to the surface.
"Dude, we're getting too close to the rocks!"
These are nasty rocks. We swam away as hard as we could, but they seemed to be pulling us closer.
"Take the wave!" I hollered. We swam hard away from the incoming huge wave. It caught us and we rode the short way to the shore. I was out of breath and this time it was I who got slammed to the sand. It DID hurt!
And this time it was I who was covered in sand. Gus was laughing so hard! Not so much at me, but with the awesome feeling of having done it right. He landed upright, on his feet.
"Okay, Mr. Coordinated, lets go get you cleaned off!" he crowed. "That was BAD! But don't ask me to suck you off under water!" He laughed.
By the time we walked back up to the car we were exhausted and happy. Gus just couldn't get enough of those huge waves once he caught on. He got wiped out one more time, but after he knew how much fun it was, it didn't hurt so much., somehow.
Author's note: This is VERY dangerous, especially if you are not an excellent swimmer. But dang it was fun. I wouldn't do it now, but as a young man I thought I'd live forever.
Dad," Gus started, "You should have seen what we did today!" This kind of talk at the dinner table always made Mom nervous.
I laughed. "Who do you think taught me to do it?" I said.
"What did you do?" Dad asked.
"We went body surfing in Laguna. Well, if you taught Cole then I guess you know!"
"You mean between the rocks down by the south end of the old part of town?" Dad said.
"Yeah!" I said. "Didn't you tell me that a movie star lived in the house above the rocks there?"
"My parents always told me that Bette Davis owned it. It was a beach house. As far as I know, she was never there when we were. At least I never saw her. She was even before my time."
"If that's possible!" Mom quipped. "I thought you were going to Laguna tomorrow."
We are." I answered. "But I wanted to get that done first. We sure can't do it tomorrow."
"I don't even want you taking those babies near that beach. Not even to sit in the edge of the water!"
"I know that Mom. If you sit at the edge of THAT water, you would get pounded. We'll go up closer the middle of town there the longer beach is with the wimpy waves. Hey! Why don't you come with us?"
"What -- me?" She said dismissing it. "You don't want me scaring everyone away. They'd have to wear sun glasses just to see me, I'm so lily white!"
"Aw, you'd have fun, Mom!" Gus said. "And then YOU could make sure that the twins have enough sunscreen on and - "
" -- and change their poopy diapers?"
"No!" Gus said. I almost made a joke about not minding poop that much, but decided that even though she brought it up, it would be in poor taste. "We won't even allow you to touch a diaper tomorrow. Would you go, Mom -- please?" He almost got a desperate look and sound.
"Are you okay, Honey?" Mom asked.
Gus fought his emotions for a moment, then said, "My mom never once took me to the beach -- or anywhere, for that matter."
"She missed out on a lot, Gus. I think I WILL go with you tomorrow! Are you guys open to making a long day of it?"
"Whattaya mean?" I asked.
"I know of a wonderful place for breakfast -- and lunch for that matter, if they still exist. If not we'll find someplace else. And rather than packing a lunch, I'll pack a dinner, and -- Cole, (speaking to my dad) can you meet us there for dinner? We can eat dinner at the park next to the bowling greens. We'll get there early enough to get a good spot."
"Do you know that's my favorite place in the world to go, Mom?" I said. She glowed at that remark. "I have such fun memories of our family going there."
"Oh, great idea!" Mom said. "I'm going to call and invite your brothers to come down for dinner too -- if you boys don't mind."
Mind? I got a huge lump in my throat. How many years has it been? Mom called both my brothers. She talked to Diane and asked her to bring the fresh stuff, and she would pack everything else. We would have hamburgers cooked on one of the park barbecues. I felt anticipation like a little kid again!
"Well, Roddy can't come, but Jazz and Diane's whole family will be there."
Gus leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. "I - " he started, but was caught up in emotion. Finally he squeaked out, "this is too -- too -- great! I knew that families -- did this kind of stuff. But I never thought I'd ever be able to be part of one!"
Mom stood and went to Gus. She stood in front of him and pulled him to his feet. She then gave him a hug and he pulled her head to his chest and closed his eyes again. Dad got up and hugged the back side and I got behind mom. "We love you, Gus. You're one of our own!" Mom said.
"I'll second that!" Dad said and kissed his neck. His wet face was next to mine -- by this time as wet as his was.
After dinner Iggy called and asked if someone could pick him up at John Wayne at 5:00 PM tomorrow. "Of course!" Dad said. "You can have dinner with the rest of the family -- at the beach."
After dinner, we were so tired that we went directly to our room, took a shower and went to bed. We were asleep within the hour -- after some much anticipated celebrating.
Notes: Funny how life is so fickle sometimes. Funny how people drift in and out of our lives sometimes. Funny how some people over 40 seem to forget how easy it is for younger, less experienced people to make mistakes. Judgment is the other side of forgiveness. We should be short on judgment and long on forgiveness -- especially regarding those who are young and inexperienced -- and who usually make "stupid" mistakes MORE OFTEN than those who are more experienced. Because we ALL make them... don't we?