The Feint Smell of Rain Chapter 2
The next morning I was lucky to get an earlier train than the one I would usually have taken. My mom dropped me at the station, whereas I usually walked the few blocks from her place. The train that was supposed to have left ten minutes earlier was late, and I was able to get it, instead of having had to wait twenty minutes for the one I usually took, which would have been late anyway.
All the way to Johannesburg, I was excited and apprehensive at the same time, wondering if Ben was going to be at the station or not. If not, I had no way of knowing where to find him. I decided that I could go and ask that manager at the restaurant where we ate at the day before. I did not want to think about him not being there. I was daydreaming and played different scenarios in my head as to what might transpire during the day, if he was.
When I arrived at the station, about fourty five minutes earlier than the previous day, I immediately looked if I could see him anywhere. I decided to go and wait for him near the area we have met the day before. Somebody grabbed me from behind with their hands over my eyes. I was startled and caught a big fright.
"Guess who?"
I immediately recognized his voice and swung around getting out of his grip. He was standing there with a huge grin on his face. My heart was pounding and at the same time I was relieved to see him.
"I am so glad to see you!" he said excitedly. "I did not know if I would ever see you again." He leaned forward and gave me a big hug.
I was feeling a bit exposed with the obvious affection in public. I pushed him away gently. "I am just as glad to see you." I said immediately smiling back. I did not want him to get the impression that I did not like his hug.
We stood there and silently looked deep into one another's eyes for a few moments.
"What now?" I asked, not knowing what else to say.
"Now I am happy! That's what now." he answered with a big smile. "Let's get some breakfast and decide what to do today."
"Good," I said "but today the food is on me."
We walked to the closest restaurant in the building. It was a huge canteen style place with colourful murals on the walls. It was self service and we dished up what we wanted and I paid, before we found a table in a quiet corner. We sat down on opposite sides of the table.
Ben still had that huge smile on his face. "Thanks for coming. I am the happiest guy in town today!" I felt the blood rushing to my face. I could not believe that he was that happy to see me. It made me feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Oooh, you're bashful. That is so nice." he said with a twinkle in his eyes.
"I... I'm new at this..." I struggled.
"Don't worry, I'm not." he winked. "So, what do you want to do today?"
"Actually," I thought, "I want to make out with you and have passionate sex." but instead I said. "I don't know. You have anything in mind?"
"Do I have anything in mind? I can tell you what I have in mind, but then you would blush even more red." he nearly articulated the thought I just had.
I felt my face and ears warm up again.
He laughed. "You're so cute!"
"Thanks." I did not know what else to say.
"Tell me more about yourself?" he asked.
"What do you want to know?" I was not one to easily speak about myself or volunteer information.
"What do you do for a living and so on." he said.
"Well," I said, "I am still at school."
"Matric?" he asked.
"Um no..." I remembered that I lied myself older than what I was the day before. If I was really eighteen, that could put me in matric. I decided to come clean. "I am in Standard eight. I lied about my age yesterday."
"How old are you then?"
"Fifteen." I told him.
"No, you're lying again! Seriously?"
"Yes. I am fifteen. Born nineteen sixty one." I was used to get the same reaction as his when I divulged my age to strangers. I looked older than what I really was, which I constantly used to my advantage. "Scouts Honour" I said.
"You look older." he responded, looking at me disbelievingly.
"I know. I get your reaction a lot." I admitted. "In what standard are you?"
"No," he said "I do not go to school... dropped out..."
I thought about it. My impression the previous day was that he was quite intelligent.
"Why?" I asked.
"Long story..." he answered without volunteering any more information about the subject. Instead he asked, "Where do you go to school"
"West Areas High" I answered.
"But I thought that you lived in Randfontein." he asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Well... Actually... That was another lie" I confessed. "I live near there, but not in West Areas. Between the two"
"Wow! You really did feed me a lot of bullshit yesterday." he said with a chuckle.
"I did not know what you were about then." I defended myself. "I still do not really know."
"Neither did I... yesterday, but I know now." he winked. "I have never met anyone like you."
"Like what?" I wanted to know.
"Innocent... maybe a bit naive." he said, his head tilted to one side, as if he was challenging me.
I laughed. "You think I am innocent and naive?"
"Maybe..." he said.
"Well, I'll be damned!"
"Are you out." he asked.
For a moment I was confused about the question, and then I realized what he wanted to know. "No, not really... "I admitted.
"You just confirmed my suspicion." he laughed.
"What suspicion?" I asked.
"That you are innocent." he said with a wink.
"Yeah right... I guess you are out?" I asked.
"Always have been..." he answered. He looked at me quizzically. "Then I guess that you are not very... you know... experienced."
"Experienced? In what?" I played stupid, although I knew what he meant.
"Duh... sexually, of course." he said.
I felt my face warm up again. "Well... I had experiences before. Not necessarily gay ones, you know, but I had experiences." I confessed truthfully.
"Interesting... " he said with a sly grin.
"What about you?" I said. "You haven't told me anything about yourself. You just ask questions."
"We'll get there." He changed the subject. "We haven't decided yet what were going to do today." he said as he pushed his empty plate to one side.
"The Rand Show starts today. We could go there." I said. I noticed a slight moment of disappointment in his face when I said that. I got the idea that he had something else in mind. So did I, but I was also a bit scared and I thought that maybe we should spend the day getting to know one another a little bit better.
"Show it is then." he agreed. "Let's go."
We got up from the table and left the restaurant. On the way out of the station we discussed whether we should take a bus or not. We decided that we would walk the few blocks to the show grounds as it would only take about fifteen minutes.
During our brisk walk his shoulder would sometime bump against me or his hand would brush mine. Every time that happened it was as if a shock ran through me. I had butterflies in my stomach. Every now and then our eyes would meet, making the feeling more intense. At the same time I had this warm and fuzzy feeling in his presence.
When we arrived at the show grounds, Ben paid the entrance fee for both of us.
"I need to pee. That Coke I had with breakfast has filled my bladder." he said and headed for the first restroom.
I walked in after him. He first headed for the urinals, then looked around at me, grabbed my hand and headed for one of the stalls, dragging me behind him. We went inside and he locked the door behind us. Next thing he put his arms around me pulled me towards him and gave me a kiss on the lips.
"I just couldn't wait." he whispered softly as he held me looking into my eyes.
I felt myself blushing again and did not know what to say.
He leaned forward again and kissed me again, this time more intimately. I put my arms around him and kissed back. I felt his tongue on my lips and opened my mouth slightly. His tongue darted in and out of my mouth and I reciprocated the movements. After about a minute he pulled away, but still kissed me all over my face. I just stood there holding on to him and taking in the moment.
Our groin areas were touching and I could feel his hard member pushing against me. I was hard as well, but feeling his boner touched me made me even harder. We just stood there embracing one another, both very conscious of how we made one another horny.
The next moment someone knocked on the door. We were both startled. "Busy." Ben called out, while we both just stood there, not knowing what to do next.
"I need to piss, but now I have a boner." he giggled softly in my ear.
I had the same problem. Even though I desperately needed to pee, I knew that it would be absolutely impossible.
"Let's go, we can piss at the next place once these boners are down." be whispered.
We stopped holding one another and adjusted our hard-ons in our pants, trying to make it less visible. Then we left the stall quickly, trying to pretend as if nothing was wrong with two guys exiting at the same time. I knew that I was blood red, a dead give away that something happened inside, and I could not get to the outside of the restroom quick enough.
Once outside, Ben, started laughing hysterically. "You...you...you should have seen your face when that guy knocked! Sheer panic!"
I felt a bit embarrassed, but I started laughing as well, because I knew that it must have been quite a sight. "You're a bloody arsehole, you know that." I laughed "Dragging me in there and then kissing me."
"I know," he said, a bit calmer "but I did it on the spur of the moment. I just could not resist the urge. Let's go piss now"
"This time you go in first." I said "I will not let you catch me like that again."
"But you liked it!" he winked at me with a huge grin.
"Of course I did," I admitted "but I am going to piss my pants if it happens again. I need to pee!"
At the next restroom, we both relieved ourselves without any further incident. We went in separately at my insistence, not because I was scared he would play another trick on me, but mostly because I realized that if I had to stand next to him at a urinal and he had his dick exposed, I would have gone instantly hard again.
We spent the next few hours looking at some of the exhibitions and eventually ended up at the amusement park. There we took rides on everything we could. We spoke about nothing in particular, discussed what we saw and enjoyed ourselves on the rides. We laughed a lot and had a real good time.
He was very affectionate and touched me often. When the opportunity presented itself he would put his arm around my shoulders for a few moments, and when we had to sit next to one another on some rides, he would sit very close. I enjoyed the attention, but was uncomfortable to do the same in public, even though I desperately wanted to do it.
Then it was time for me to leave again. We walked back to the station talking about our day and all the fun we had. At the same time there was a slight uneasiness between us, as we both realized that our time together was coming to an end and we were both wondering about the next step.
"When will I see you again?" Ben asked as we arrived at the station.
"I don't know." I gave the only answer I could.
"Tomorrow?" he asked.
"I... tomorrow is Saturday. The trains..."
"Please." he begged. "Why don't you come for the weekend? We could go out tomorrow night."
I thought about it, but it seemed impossible. My Mom would not let me stay over and I did not know if it would be fine with his parents. "I... I don't know. Would it be OK with your folks if I stay over?"
"I don't have... I do not live with my parents." he said.
"I don't know if my Mom..." I tried to express my doubts.
"Make a plan." he urged.
I thought about it some more. I really liked this guy, and I want to spend all the time that I could with him, but there are just so many things that make it difficult.
"What is your phone number? Then I can see what I can do and phone you to let you know." I said.
"I do not have a phone at home," he answered "but give me your number and I will call you."
I gave him my number and assured him that I would try my best to see him the next day. We agreed on a time that he would phone me that night.
I was still wondering if it would be possible to crash at his place. "You sure it will be fine if I stay over at your place?"
"No problem." he assured me.
All the way home I was making plans in my head as to what I would have to do to visit him the next day and stay over. There were a lot of obstacles. First, my Mom did not easily allow me to sleep over, especially if she did not know the people. Secondly, the small town I lived in was about 16km from Randfontein where I used to get the train and my Mom did not work on Saturdays. That was not as great an obstacle to overcome, as I could cycle the station in the town where I went to school, which was much closer. Thirdly, how did I get to take clothes with me, without my Mom noticing?
I had my plan worked out by the time I arrived at Randfontein station. I would tell my mother that I was going to visit one of my friends in the next town. I would not ask to stay over, but would phone late in the afternoon with an excuse as to why I could not go home that night. I would not take any clothes, but would buy some clothes in Johannesburg the next day if Ben and I decide to go out, as he suggested.
Ben phoned at the agreed time and I informed him that I would see him the next day and stay the night. He sounded exited at the news and I could not wait.