Date: Fri, 28 Oct 2005 22:15:19 -0400
From: Jim Bee <p3n3trat1on@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Storm Incident chapter 7

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The Storm Incident - Chapter 7

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Josh had just had sex for the 2nd time in his life.  Now cuddled up next to
Johnny, his cell
phone began vibrating furiously.  Josh groaned at the thought of moving away
from
Johnny.  He climbed over the backseat and up to the passenger's seat.
Extracting the
phone from his pants, a cheery voice rang through the earpiece.

"Josh, is everything okay?" asked Mrs. Berger, almost shrieking into the
phone.
"Um... yeah, why?" Josh replied.
"It's five o'clock! Where the heck are you?  Do you know how much time this
wasted?!"
she shrieked.
"Well you see, something came up-"

Johnny grabbed the phone pressing his finger to Josh's lips.

"Yes, hello, Mrs. Berger?  This is Josh's father.  Sorry about that, you see
something just
came up - a family matter- and apparently it didn't get relayed to you.  I'm
sorry how this
may have inconvenienced you, and I hope it will never happen again in the
future,"
Johnny said in as fatherly a voice as possible.
"Oh, I see, is there any way Josh will be able to make it back to band
tonight?"
"I don't think that will be possible.  In fact, he won't be back until after
1pm tomorrow.
Sorry about the short notice.  If it helps any, you can just blame my
mother-in-law."
"Ha... I know how it is.  Okay, thanks for clearing this up.  I've gotta go,
the band's
getting rowdy.  Bye."

And with that, Johnny hung up the phone.  Josh stared in disbelief at what
Johnny just
did.  Johnny flashed his trademark half-smile at Josh, causing them to both
burst out
laughing.
"Wow Johnny, just... what would I do without you?" Josh asked.
"I'm not quite sure.  So, what exactly do you want to do now, seeing as
we've basically
got the entire day to ourselves?" Johnny inquired.
"Wait a second, aren't you going into space tomorrow?"
"Yeah, it's not that big of a deal, just some research for some moron.
Something about
cosmic storms or something, you probably wouldn't understand."
"Oh really, try me."
"Okay,"

Johnny had no idea what they were doing.  Almost always he either read the
mission plan
on the drive down to Von Doom Enterprises or after takeoff.  While this was
incredibly
risky, so was Johnny Storm.  While one might have easily concluded that he
was just a
big dumb jock, quite the contrary was true.  Johnny Storm possessed the
highest
standardized test scores when he was in 9th grade in Math and Science in the
state of
California which was quite a feat, especially since the test was geared
toward high school
seniors that were going to major in Chemistry, Biology, or Quantum Physics.

"To tell you the truth, I have no idea what we're doing.  I haven't even
touched the
mission plan yet," Johnny replied, "do you want to get something to eat or
something?"
"Um... I dunno, sure?" Josh replied.
"Exxcellent," Johnny said evily.
"So where exactly do you want to go?" asked Josh
"Hmmm... I have just the place in mind."
"Works for me.  Let's get a move on."  Josh paused, "Perhaps pants?"
Johnny shrugged.  "Whatever works."  Josh blinked several times.  "Probably
would be
for the best though."
"Okay then..." Josh said.  He moved over to the passenger door, opening it
and jumping
out completely naked.

Now outside the car, Josh surveyed the damage, his clothes scatted all about
the forest
floor.  Johnny approached Josh silently from behind, silently at least until
he stepped on a
branch, causing it to snap.  Josh spun around quickly and found Johnny less
than 6 inches
away from him.

"One last thing," Johnny said.
"What's that?" Josh asked.
"I love you."  And with that, Johnny and Josh's lips locked together,
Johnny's strong,
muscular arms bringing them closer together.

Ten minutes later after a rather intense make-out session, Josh and Johnny
were fully
clothed and driving off.  Talking almost constantly since getting in the
car, the couple
was finally getting to know each other a bit better.

"So you moved here from Michigan to get away from the mob?  Shit you're a
badass!"
Johnny exclaimed.
"Yeah, pretty much.  You should see the problems that I ran into the last
time I was in
Italy," Josh said.
"No shit, no shit.  Okay, this is kind of personal now, but ha-"
"Okay, we've just had sex two times.  I don't think you really need to worry
about
catching me off guard or insulting me or making me feel uncomfortable."
"Okay, well sorry, but have you told your parents yet?"
"Told them about what?"
"The fact that you're gay?"

Truth to be told, Josh had never really bothered telling his parents.  It's
not that they
already knew, just more that he was afraid of what their reaction might be.
He figured
his mother wouldn't really care that much, but his father, being a true
republican at heart,
probably wouldn't take the news so well.  Josh concluded that it was
probably best to just
wait it out and just go with the flow.

"There's something I'm going to say right now, and that's that there's never
really been a
time where I've felt it necessary to be so open about my sexuality, and I
don't exactly see
the point of being so open since it usually causes more harm than good, not
that I'm
against coming completely out, you know?  It's just that... well if I found
'the one', and it
mattered to them that we were out, then I probably wouldn't have that big of
a problem
with it.  I don't know... just..."

Josh realized a long time ago that this would probably bring a lot more
problems onto
him further in life.  Alas, he would deal with them when the time came, not
now during
high school where grades mattered most.  A stupid decision, yes, but it
worked for the
time being, where being accepted in high school was high on one's list of
priorities.

"I see," said Johnny, "and who might 'the one' be exactly now?"
"Oh, you know, tall, dark hair, blue eyes, good in bed, has an awesome
personality, you
know," Josh said with a shit-eating grin on his face, "but fame?  No, fame
doesn't matter
one bit to me.  If for some reason that yo-, erm, 'the one'- became wildly
famous, I'd still
love them just as much as before.  But would I love someone just because
they're
famous?  While yes, fame is nice, the only problem is that your life is
constantly under
speculation by other people, ya know?"
"First off, I completely agree with you about the whole coming out thing.  I
mean, sure, a
lot of people are really annoyed by that, but realistically do you need to
tell everyone that
you're gay when something comes up in a conversation that would sort of hint
at wanting
a 'straight' response?  And how can you even categorize people into
'straight,' 'gay' and
'bisexual' anyways?"
"Exactly!" Josh yelled, "oh, whoops, sorry about that.  Got a bit excited."

Josh looked over at Johnny; he had the biggest grin on his face.  Johnny,
stopped at a red
light, and looked into Josh's eyes.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Josh asked.
"...I'm not exactly sure what you're thinking, but go on," Johnny replied.
"I know this sounds... crazy, but I don't know, it just seems like... it
seems like we're
made for each other, or something,"
"You know, I was thinking the same thing too."
"Awww... how cyoote!"
"...Shut up."

Suddenly, The Killers' "Somebody Told Me" began wailing.  Johnny, digging
around in
the door pocket of his car, retrieved his cell phone.  The incessant wailing
grew louder as
Johnny pulled the phone out of the door pocket and glanced at the Caller ID.

"Yeah?" said Johnny into the receiver, "I see, I'll be there shortly."

Johnny hung up the phone and glanced over at Josh.

"I know this totally blows but I have to go back into work.  Something about
some pre-
flight diagnostics or something," said Johnny

Josh looked up at Johnny with his big, sad, hazel eyes; tears welling up and
starting to
drip down his face.

"Okay okay, look, I'll work something out.  I'll get you into the
observation booth at the
launch site.  Is that okay?  We can talk to each other and stuff," Johnny
replied.
"Yeah, that works.  But where exactly do I meet you then?" Josh asked.
"Um... I'm not entirely sure, but it's just a quick drive up the coast.
I'll know tonight and
I'll call you with the information later, okay?"
"Yeah, that works."

Johnny drove back to the high school, holding Josh's hand the entire time.
They
exchanged passionate kisses as Josh exited the car.

Josh wandered over to where his car was parked, seeing Johnny speed off into
the sunset.
An interesting day this had been for both Josh and Johnny.  Josh, brought
back to reality
by the blasting racket of the marching band practicing several hundred yards
away, got
into his car and drove home.  He arrived home to an empty house, his parents
out for the
night, would probably return late that night.  Josh dug through the freezer,
ripped a Lean
Cuisine out of the box, and threw it into the microwave.  Hunting through
the phone book
on his cell phone, Josh called his best friend from Michigan, Caitlin.
After a few rings,
she picked up the phone.

"Hello?" Caitlin said.
"Hey Caitlin, how's it goin'?" Josh asked.
"OHMIGOSH JOSH!  I HAVEN'T TALKED TO YOU IN FOREVER!" Caitlin shrieked
into the phone.
"Yes, yes, we haven't.  Thought I might just call you to see what you're up
to."
"Oh well do I have the juiciest gossip ever!"

Josh now remembered why he rarely called Caitlin on the phone - she loved to
talk.
Caitlin was known to talk for hours on end and totally forget that the other
person was
even listening on the other end.  To pass the time, Josh opened up the
kitchen terminal
and checked his email.

"And I was like 'Oh my god Ian, don't be thinking I'm going to want to suck
you off!'
and I slapped him!  And he got sooooooo pissed!" said Caitlin as she
continued rambling.

No email, as usual.  Josh quickly opened up the User History information
window on the
Terminal and checked on what his father had been using the system for.

"And then she fucked him!  I don't believe it!  You'd have to be really
fucking desperate
to have sex with that!  His penis is like not even that big.  It's so
disgusting!  Anyways,
so Josh, what's up with you?  Made out with anyone hot yet?" Caitlin asked.

"Nothing.  Good," Josh thought.  His attention turned to watching the
plastic tray with his
food in it spinning around in the microwave.

"Josh?!  Hello?!" Caitlin shrieked into the phone.
"What?  Oh, sorry.  You'd be surprised.  Heh, heh." Josh said.
"What?!  What?!  TELL MEEEE!"
"Caitlin, I've gotta go.  I'll talk to ya later.  Bye."
"What?!  NOOO DON'T HANG UP THE PH-"

Josh snapped the phone shut just as the microwave beeped as his food was
finished
cooking.

After a small dinner, Josh turned on the TV and melted into the couch.
Suddenly, in the
middle of watching an episode of Desperate Housewives he had TiVoed, Johnny
called
Josh and gave him directions to the launch site.  Josh wished Johnny a
goodnight and
caught up on the rest of Desperate Housewives before going to sleep at 10pm.

The next morning Josh woke to the garage door closing and his mother pulling
out of the
driveway.  Josh eventually meandered his way downstairs to find a note
written to him by
his mother.

"Josh-
Late night last night & work early this morning = BAD!!!
I'll see you tonight @ 9 Ð Band, right?
Call me if anything comes up

Mummy Dearest"

"What.  The.  Fuck." Josh wondered out loud.  Clearly his mother must have a
migraine
this morning or she'd never had written something as cracked up as "Mummy
Dearest."
Josh glanced up at the clock.  It read 8:33.

"Fuck!" Josh yelled.  Take off was at 9:30, and it took half an hour to get
to the launch
site.

After scrambling around for 25 minutes, Josh jumped into his car and sped
off to the
launch site.

Now at the launch site, Josh noticed a space shuttle.  Upon further
inspection, the space
shuttle did not have a US flag on it.  It had the flag of the Soviet Union,
and a more
tapered body and pointed nose.  After passing multiple security checkpoints,
Josh finally
arrived at the building complex.  A tall, sexy, blonde haired man escorted
Josh from his
car to the observation room.

The room was quite large.  One entire wall was a gigantic window that looked
over the
launch area.  Another wall, opposite the window, was covered with large
plasma
monitors with all kinds of readouts and live video feeds of various angles
of the launch
pad, along with a few hallways.  A few other doors facing Josh, he assumed,
led to other
parts of the complex.  About 6 nerdy-looking technicians wearing white
laboratory coats
had their eyes glued to the monitors, while 10 other people were gazing
outside the
window.  A particularly attractive female was staring out into space.  She
looked very
similar to Jennifer Garner; she could have easily been her twin.  When the
door slammed
shut behind Josh, everyone in the room stared at him for a minute, before
resuming what
they were doing before.  After a few minutes, Josh wandered over to the
window.  There,
directly in front of him, was the spacecraft that was to take his lover into
outer space.

"Might I ask why they're using a Soviet spacecraft?" Josh asked the
attractive woman.
"Hmmm?  Oh, yes, you see, Boeing wouldn't sell them a space shuttle, so they
ended up
buying one of these things from Soviet Russia when they U.S.S.R. broke up,"
she said.
"Ah... thanks."
"Don't mention it.  Hey, why are you here anyways?  Aren't you a little
young to be
here?"
"Um... yes, you see... um... I find spaceflight very amusing, so
I...um...called ahead and
got in to watch the launch.  I'm Josh by the way."
"Oh, that's interesting.  Oh how rude of me, I'm Rachel.  And you're
probably
wondering why I'm here, aren't you?"

Another door to the observation room opened, and the sexy blonde walked in.

"Is there a Josh here?" he announced
"Yes," Josh replied.
"Come with me."

Josh followed the blonde out of the room and down a long hallway with lots
of doors.
Eventually, the blonde stopped at a door, swiped his security pass, and
pushed Josh
inside.

"I'll wait for you out here," the blonde replied, and shut the door.

Josh turned around to see Johnny's smiling face.

"Hey there!" Johnny said.
"Oh my god you have no idea how much I missed you," Josh replied.
"Oh, but I do."

Johnny locked his lips onto Josh's mouth, wildly kissing, fondling Josh
while doing so.
This continued for several minutes until the door blew open.

"Johnny are you rea-..." said Johnny's sister, Sue Storm.  She quickly
noticed the two of
them making out and turned a deep red, looking away.
"Sue I'm kind of bus-" Johnny said.
"Sorry!"

Sue slammed the door shut.  Johnny and Josh looked at each other in
amazement.  Johnny
stood up.

"I think I've gotta go," said Johnny, looking disappointed.
"Oh... okay," replied Josh.
"Look, I'm going to make this up to you 150% when I get back, okay?"
"Okay."

Johnny walked toward the other end of the room.

"Don't worry, I'll be back before you know it," Johnny replied, flashing his
sexy smile.

And with that, Johnny exited the room, leaving Josh alone.  He turned around
and walked
out the door, the blonde escorting him back to the observation room.

The observation room was abuzz with activity.  The 6 scientists watching the
monitors
had changed into 12, and everyone was watching out the window.  Josh heard
Johnny's
sexy voice crackle over the loudspeaker in the room.

"All systems are check, we are ready for takeoff," Johnny said.

Within a matter of minutes, the countdown was down to the seconds.  The
shuttle lifted
off the ground and disappeared into the upper atmosphere.  After a few tense
minutes, the
loudspeaker crackled to life with Johnny's voice booming out of it.
Something about
entering orbit.  Everyone was cheering in the background while Josh seemed
to become
invisible.  People started to leave the room, but Rachel lagged behind the
mob.  She
stopped to talk to Josh.

"So Josh, about why I was here," she started.
"Yes, why exactly are you here?" Josh asked.
"You know that Johnny Storm character?"
"How could I not?  Heh."
"Yeah, he's my...my boyfriend."

Josh could have sworn that his jaw hit the floor.  In fact, it probably did.


Wow.  What is this, almost a month and a half later and I finally have
another chapter up.
What can I say, about damn time.

Questions or Comments?  Drop me a line at p3n3trat1on@hotmail.com