Date: Sun, 16 Dec 2001 20:17:51 -0800
From: zowell <zowell@mindspring.com>
Subject: Re: wrong category for my story

Based on a true story of what happened to me.
This is a love story and will not have detailed sex in it

Part two:
The 7th wave

I got up and headed for the water hoping no one would notice me
leaving, when I heard Jude yell,

"Where the hell you going!"

 She knew I was trying two sneak away for my walk down to
the beach.

 "None of your business!" I replied,

She chuckled knowing she spoiled my quick
get away. She could be such a pain in the butt
some times, but I knew if it were not for her, I
would be sitting alone at home with no friends.

She had a way of chipping away at ones
shell, and bringing them out into the open. With
her around I there was no need to talk, she would do
all the talking until I could get over my
shyness about meeting someone new.

I rolled up my pant legs so I could let the
water splash over my feet, and my toes sank into the
sand. I took in a long deep breath, and slowly
let it out, along with the tension I was feeling.
Finally, I was alone.

 As I walked, I looked at the
moon. It was about half full, and I liked it that
way. It was just dark enough for me to disappear
out of site of those at the bon fire. I loved the
sound of the waves. They would drown out all
the mindless chatter that was always running threw my head.

Out there on the beach, I was not shy. I was not here
with out a date. I did not feel different and out of
place, damn it! I thought he was cute?

The thought crept past the waves and into my
mind. I did not want to think, I just wanted to enjoy
my walk, then, I heard "hey!"

Nooooo! I wanted to be
alone! Who was calling me? I turned around.
It was the new guy, a small heart attack
came when I thought 'Oh no, he's gonna kick my
ass." I flinched when his hand came at me
and he said "Hi, my name is Jason...."

I just stood there looking at him. He said
"Hi" again, and put out his hand. After my heart
started beating again I realized how stupid I
must have looked, and I shook his hand. I said "Hi,
my name is ...". Pause, I can't do this alone,
were is my Jude. I searched around. The bonfire
was way off in the distance and
there was no Jude.
"Hi my name is Ryan." The usual feelings of
tension, of being shy, were building, when he
laughed and said "I am sorry, I didn't mean to
startle you, This helped. I felt the tension easing.
Sensing this, Jason said "I am from out of town,
I am here visiting cousins for the summer. This is
the first time I have been on this beach, so I
wanted to have a look around. Mind if I come
along. "Sure" oh I mean no I don't mind, I
said, nervously, and we started walking. I thought
'what is it about
this guy'.

I secretly was glad he had came out there. Shit!
he yelled, A wave came in and surprised him,
getting the bottom of his pants wet, and I
laughed. His baggy pants were wet from the knees
down. "Hang on" he said, and walked onto the
dry sand. I followed, wondering were he was
going, when he stopped and started taking his
pants off. Man, this guy WAS from out of town! I
could not believe he was taking them off! I
looked around embarrassed, to see if any one was
looking. There was no one there. And,
I caught my self  looking at him.

He was wearing boxers, and had thin legs with
little blond hairs shining in the moon light. Then
I realized what I was doing, what should have
been a glance had become a long stare. Snapping
out of it, I looked up to see him smiling at
me. I wondered, had he noticed? I could feel the
blood rushing into my face, and I turned and
started down the beach again. He caught up and
walked along side of
me.

As we walked, we made the usual small talk, and
his shoulder ever so slightly bumped in to
mine. The waves had the effect of making it hard
to travel without losing your balance
occasionally. A tingle ran down my whole
body. What was happening, I didn't like this, 'why
was I acting this way?'
I thought.
I looked behind me, to see that the bonfire was
now a small speck off in the distance. Jason asked
"was that girl you were sitting with your
girlfriend?" I said "No I didn't have a girlfriend", and
he said he didn't either, and the girl he had
come with was his cousin. Then our walk was ended
with a cliff wall coming down and meeting the
waves. He said "well, looks like this is as far as
we can go." "No", I replied, "it is possible to
go farther. If we time it just right, and run fast while
the waves are on their way out, there is a cove
on the other side we can get to." "Well, ya wanna
try it he said?" "Sure, but we have to time it
just right or we won't make it." Jason said "After
you..." with this cute little grin on his face.
Man he was cute. This time I didn't get so mad at my
Self for thinking that, but my heart started to pound
when I realized what I had gotten my self into
I was always afraid to run around the cliff.

One wrong move and the waves would have swept me into the
ocean.

 The few times I had tried, I had always
made it, but it still scared me. OK that was putting
it mildly I was terrified!  I walked over to
the cliff near the water and started counting the
waves.
Was it seven? I think it is seven waves from the
largest wave. That was how it worked. Then
there would be one small one before the cycle
started over again. My heart started pounding
again but, this time out of fear of not getting it
right.

There it was, the largest wave. The seventh
wave. "NOW!" I yelled, and took off at a full speed,
Jason right along side of me. Time had changed
and it seemed we couldn't run fast enough. Had
I picked the right wave?  Were we going to our
watery graves? There it was, the end of the
cliff wall and the lagoon. We made it just as
the next wave came crashing down behind us. The
near miss soaked us, and we laughed as we tried
to catch our breath. I looked around and saw
the lagoon for the first time at night,
 The sheer cliff walls going up circling around two form a
half moon. I thought I was in the most beautiful
place in the world, here, in the moonlight, It
seemed we were the only two people on
earth. We looked at each other and laughed
again at the near miss and at each
other, dripping with water.

Some how that lagoon had for that moment
changed me and I heard my self boldly say, "well
we're all wet, we might as well go swimming. It
was still warm enough that our cloths would
dry fast enough." Jason said "ya let's" and began
taking of his shirt as I did the same. Now, I was
about to run and jump into the sea when I saw him
taking off his boxers. He looked up to see me
standing there with this stunned look on my
face. He chuckled and said "you didn't mean with
our clothes on, did you? Haven't you ever skinny
dipped before?" He walked over and said "It's
easy you, just start by
undoing your pants."

My heart started pounding so loud I could no
longer hear the waves. I could not believe he was
actually going to unbutton my pants.
 I could not believe I was going to let him. I couldn't even
think as my pants fell to my feet. There I was
standing naked on the beach only inches away
from a cute naked guy. We stared at each other,
my heart pounding in my ears and the ocean
breeze blowing across our naked bodies. What was
only a few seconds felt like eternity... then
the moment was broken by the cute ornery little
smile that came over his face. He turned and
ran toward the water and
I followed.

We jumped in just as the shallow waves came in. I
looked at him, there was that evil grin, and
I knew I was in trouble. I ran through the
shallow water and he chased me and pushed me down
in to the next incoming wave. I was laughing,
and took off after him to return the rotten deed,
again time changed as we ran and played,
splashing each other, trying to dunk each other.

My usual self-imposed rules and regulations had
for that piece of time been washed away and I
felt like I was in a dream. I never wanted it
to end, the freedom I felt was enchanting. One of
my laughter filled attempts to escape him by
running toward the beach was ended when I felt his
arms around my waist. We fell to the sand lying
next to each other in the waters edge. I thought
I couldn't be happier till I noticed we were
touching side by side. My first impulse was to
move... we had touched by accident. But I
didn't move. I waited for him to move but he didn't.
Struggling to catch my breath from all the
running around was not made any easier by this.

It was, well, in my mind, I was finally
realizing this was going to be different. It was OK to be
naked, it was OK to horseplay, it was OK to be
happy, But it was OK to touch? Ya, we touched
while playing in the waves, and guys horse play
all the time. We were just naked this time no big
deal. Who was I kidding.

His shoulder touched mine, his leg touched mine
and we lay there staring up at the stars. Neither
of us moved. The self imposed rules came
crashing down in my mind having a war with my
heart, and losing. I liked this, and was not going
to listen, that cove to me seemed like another world,
A world with out rules, with out pain or judgment,
Could it be?

 My thoughts interrupted by
that seventh wave coming up around us and we
both sat up to catch our self from the toe of the wave
pulling us back into the ocean. We moved up just
a little farther, so we were still catching the
end of the waves, but not having
to watch for the big wave.

When we settled into our new spot, I looked over
at him, not knowing what two expect. Would
he have that smirk on his face I was growing to
love? When our eyes met there was no smile.
There was this look. What was it? I knew but I
was still fighting that war in my mind, and I
strained to make clear what I was seeing, no evil
grin, no smirk, no laughter. Just me and him
looking deep into each others eyes. That now oh so
familiar pounding of my hart that I heard in
my ears had returned

. The waves stopped.

 The war in my mind stopped.

 The world stopped,

 We kissed.

Warm chills ran threw my body mixing with the
now dropping temperatures. I could hear his
heart pounding as loudly as mine. I put my hand
on his chest, and then we stopped and looked at each
other. If I never experience this again in my
whole life I will be happy. A gust of cold air from
the night warned of how late it had gotten, and
suddenly, realizing the waves, I yelled "THE
FUCKEN WAVES!"

There was only one way out of that cove and the
tide must have been coming in all along, "SHIT
JASON THE FUCKEN WAVES!" He looked at me
oblivious to what the big deal was with the
waves. I said "No, not the waves! The tide has
been coming in; there is only one way off this
beach and before the night is through, this
entire beach will be under water!" My mind raced
through the stories I had heard of kids being
trapped there and never being heard from again. I
ran up to the cliff wall were we had left our
cloths and grabbed them up. Jason did the same.

There was no time to put them on. I started
counting the waves, "One... Two...Three...Four
...SHIT" I yelled, "I can't do this! I can't tell
which wave is the big one!" they all looked big,
They were all crashing madly in to the jagged rocks and the cliff
wall. I yelled "I can't...I...cant...I" I felt Jason's hand grab
mine, our fingers interlocking. I turned to look.

He looked scared, too, but there was something
else in his expression...the look of excitement.
It was almost like he liked the idea of dying hand
in hand naked and on those rocks with me. My
fear didn't subside, but I felt something. I felt
alive. More alive then I ever had, there
was something else I felt..... love.

The wave crashed with a furious thunder on the
cliff... it was the seventh wave. Without a word
we tightened our grip and started into the water.

Talk about sheer terror... there was no turning
back as the out going wave barely cleared the
cliff wall and the next wave came, reaching high
up and curling down upon us. I looked over at
Jason. He looking at me. Ya it was love alright
and I could die happy.

The wave cast  night about us, and the image of him
fading in the darkness was all that was left as we ran.

The tight grip our hands held and then at last
we broke through to the other side, nearly being
swept away by the force of the waves we had just
caught the end of. "We made it!" I yelled. He
let out a scream "Wasn't that great! Wasn't that
fucking great!" we grabbed each other in a tight
embrace holding on to each other so tight we
could barely breath, our bodies trembling with
fear, excitement, and our now growing love,

I never wanted to let go, just then I heard "Are you
two done yet?" and the blood drained from
my face and from my entire body.

We turned to see Jude and Jason's cousin, Lynn,
standing there watching us. Jude spoke again,
looking us up and down. "Well you two have
Nothing two be shy about HHHmmmm?" Realizing
we were still standing there naked, we scrambled
to get back into our cloths. Jude then said "The
bonfire is almost out and almost everyone has
left." Lynn who was still standing there trying to
make sense of what had just transpired said
nothing. "If you to want a ride you better hurry Jude said."

We all walked, saying nothing to each other. I
glanced over at Jude. She still had that big smile
on her face. Finally, Jude broke the ice. "You
had never been gone so long, and it's late. Your
parents are gonna skin ya when you get home." I
had no idea what time it was, but if Jude said
that it was late, then it must have been way
later then I had thought.

Whenever we were out, Jude was always trying to
push my parents' conservative curfew, saying
'come on just another five minutes and then I
will take you home'. However she was saying I had
had it, this can not get any worse. 'Wait!' I
thought too soon, 'What about Jason's cousin?' I did not
even know were she lived. She could not live in
Carmel, I would have recognized her, unless she
had just moved there after school let out.

I was dead. I just know it. "I'm dead."

I did not look over at Jason. I could not. The
other side of the cliff wall had, if only for a moment,
allowed me those forbidden feelings. This side
of the wall did not. I was the old me again and I
could not even look him in the eye. By the time
we made it back to the bonfire, everyone was
already gone. We headed up the cliff. First
Jude, then me. , I did not look back, but I knew
he was just behind me. When we got to our cars
I knew I had to say something, but I did not
know what. That was when I heard Lynn say loudly
to Jason "Get in the fucken' car, now", and
before I knew it they were gone. I looked at Judi

I saw the sadness on her face, as she felt what I
was feeling at that moment. I got in the VW bus
and she took me home. We said nothing to each
other the entire way. When we got there, we
hugged good buy. I usually made this as brief and
as non-emotional as possible, but this time I
just held on tight, fighting back tears of confusion.

My parents were already in bed, if they knew I
was coming home late it did not matter. I was just
glad I did not have to hear about it then.

Exhausted, I quietly climbed the stairs to my
room and laid down with out getting undressed, so
emotionally drained I could only fall into sleep
right away. I awoke the next morning by a
backpack being hurled at my head, my dad
saying, "Pack that, we're going camping." I still
felt drained as I packed and went down
stairs. Breakfast was waiting, and I sat down as
my father started in on me about being late.

I heard about what time I came home,

Something about the decline of family values,
 How a trip to camp in the redwoods would
allow us plenty of time to talk on the
subject of how to behave in this
household
As usual, my mind began to wander onto other
thoughts. I had heard this story many times, and
had it memorized. Right on cue my mom, would
add how some more time spent at church
would also be needed. That was my parents'
favorite punishment, making me attend church. I
almost, out of stress about all that was
occurring, started laughing when the thought of 'I
wonder if the subject at church would be about
the sins of homosexuality'. I heard my dad yell.
"Is there something funny boy! Do you find all
this funny!" I realized I must have been smiling
with those
thoughts.

I almost blurted out, 'Yes I do!' Now what was
happening? That self-punishment mechanism was
kicking in, and I felt it just was not severe
enough? What was happening to me? Maybe I should
add to it. "Yes, actually, I do
think this is funny!" I heard myself blurt out. A
long moment of silence passed while I looked at
my parents' expressions of shock. I had never said
anything like that to them. 'Man did that feel
good! Wow! That felt fucken good!' I thought,
but it was short lived. My father stood up,
reached across the table and slapped the crap
out of me. "So, you are getting a smart mouth, are
you? Put your stuff in the truck and
wait for me there!" he yelled.

There is more if anyone wants me to put it up here, email me at
zowell@mindspring.com