Date: Wed, 5 Sep 2012 18:10:50 +0200
From: Fred Harris <feintrainsmell@gmail.com>
Subject: The feint smell of rain Chapter 2

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.