Chapter 41 - Ocean - An Awkward Dinner Part 3

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Ocean

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While I was patiently waiting in the bathroom, and in no way shape or form hiding, I was initially trying to calm myself down. After the way Makai's unique scent had affected me I had to slow my heart rate and loosen the way my clothes were fitting me at the moment.

The moment that I realized that I was getting an erection while I was passing by Makai I knew I needed to be alone. I ran into the bathroom so that I could try to take care of business. I really didn't want to masturbate while he was right outside the door but I didn't know if I was capable of getting rid of it any other way.

Most of the time that I got hard lately, were usually with thoughts of Makai running through my head, I wasn't able to ease it mentally. It only went away after manual stimulation. That wouldn't really be an option right now though. Not with Makai right outside the door and Coach Dickson on his way to our room right this minute

I concentrated as hard as I could so I could make the hardened part of my body go limp, but it just wasn't working. The more I tried to move my mind away from thoughts of Makai the more he crept into my mind.

I could still smell him as I passed so close to him. Then there was that chuckle and that adorable little smile of his. I had known the sound was cute but seeing his smile now, not just hearing it like I had earlier, man it made his whole face light up.

'GAH!' I screamed inside my head as I unfastened my jeans and pushed them down to my thighs. I couldn't hold it anymore. I needed to get this out of my system. There was no other way.

This was just me fulfilling a biological necessity. This had nothing to do with men and women. It didn't even have anything to do with Makai. I was just a teenage male with raging hormones. I could see a random item laying on the street and end up hard. It didn't mean anything at all. I was not attracted to Makai at all.

As soon I touched myself I had to fight the groan that wanted to escape. I shoved my left fist in my mouth to muffle any and all sounds that I might make. I was breathing heavily through my nose with my head leaning back, braced against the door for support.

My hand was moving furiously as it tried to alleviate my issue as quickly as possible. My eyes were shut tightly and I was trying my best to not think about the guy that was still standing just on the other side of the door. I could tell that he was still there and that wasn't helping me at all. The smells coming off of him were still so strong with him being there.

With those unique and intoxicating smells filling my head images of him followed. I couldn't help it. They came unbidden as I breathed him in, drawing him deeply into my lungs. I envisioned him climbing out of the pool slowly during practice. The water was running down his toned and nearly nude body. The only part of him that couldn't be seen was hidden by his speedo and that left an empty ache in the pit of my stomach as I felt myself reach my limit. It was a good thing too. Right when I was about to explode there was a knock on the door.

I turned and finished in the sink. I didn't want to leave any evidence anywhere. I would be able to clean all of this away easily if that was where the final product of my little incident had ended up.

While I cleaned the sink and washed my hands I heard Makai talking to the coach. I also heard another guy, most likely one of the delivery drivers. It sounded like the driver was making fun of us. Something about Makai and I going together because of our last names. That was just stupid. Was he overly childish or something?

I held onto the urge to yank the door open and waited patiently. After the smell of the food came into the room and I heard Coach issue some sort of apology, the door to our room shut and I could tell that Makai was walking to the main part of the room. 

Though I waited just another minute because when I put my hand on the bathroom doorknob I heard Makai approaching again. Was there someone else here? Did I miss something?

It seemed that I didn't miss anything though. The door didn't open and no one else was here. I don't know why Makai had come back toward the door but he was definitely back in the main room again. I guess it was time for me to head out there.

Just to be sure I checked myself one last time in the mirror. I wanted to make sure that my clothes weren't sitting wrong, there was no evidence staining any of the fabric, or that I might have forgotten to close my fly or something. Thankfully I looked perfectly presentable. I was glad. I didn't want to go out there and have Makai know what it was I had just done in here.

Slowly, with trembling hands, I turned the knob and pulled the bathroom door open. It was time for me to face the guy that made me feel so nervous that I couldn't speak but yet crept into my erotic thoughts like he was some sexy chick. I didn't understand what was happening right now, but I felt like I needed to be on guard right now.

I may have been nervous but when I got to the table where Makai was waiting for me I felt my eyes pop open and my nerves leave me for just a moment.

"Holy shit. Coach wasn't joking when he said he was going to get us extra." I heard the laughter in my voice even as I felt my stomach rumble. I had already been hungry but then I had taken care of my business in the bathroom, that left me a little hungrier than I had been before I started. It made me wonder what I would feel like once I had sex for real

"Yeah, there is an equal amount of everything so there is no need to share any of it." Makai explained as he pointed to the identical piles of food. I felt my mouth water and my nerves subside. It all smelled so good.

With a grin I sat at the table across from Makai and didn't even pay attention to him. As long as there was food there to distract me when I was so hungry I would probably be able to ignore his presence forever. Well, maybe not forever but for a little while at least. I was going to be able to forget about what had happened just a few minutes ago until I was forced to think about it again. Right now all I wanted to think about was filling my growling stomach.