A Wave Of Desire

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Ocean

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This whole week I have been a little off. I mean, I had let Makai do 'that' while we were at the community pool. How could I have lost control like that and let that happen? I had enjoyed it, that wasn't in question here, but I shouldn't have done it. And, then there is the fact that Makai looked so pleased when he didn't have anything done to him.

Did I want to do something to Makai, though? I mean, I have never done that with a guy. Well, to be fair I hadn't done anything with a girl either. That night had been as close to sex with someone that I had ever gotten. It was exhilarating and really good. I didn't know just masturbating could be so good.

I think that, in truth, I wanted to see what things might be like with Makai. I want to try them more than I ever wanted to try them with the skank I used to be with. So, I mean, I guess that says a lot about me, and what I really want.

I had tried to just ignore things all week and hide away in my room while I thought, but I couldn't. I couldn't hang out with Makai either, which was making things worse. Nope, I had to help get things ready for my party this weekend. So everyday I was busy shopping for food or last minute decorations that we didn't already have. Then I had to help my mom and sister decorate. 

My sister, Julie, was the next youngest after me. She was three years older than me and was a junior in college. She was studying marine biology and wanted to look after the ocean. Her joke was she had to keep an eye on the Ocean so much when she was a kid that she just fell into the role naturally. I knew that she was just interested in the ocean because of me, because I was found on the beach the day that I was born, with my umbilical cord still bleeding.

Still, that didn't matter; what mattered was that I had spent an entire week unable to hang out with Makai. I was a little worried that he would be upset about that. Not to mention that Mom kept looking at me funny too, whenever I got frustrated.

"Ocean?" Julie yelled at me as I grumbled my way through putting up decorations the morning of the party. "What the hell is the matter with you?!"

"I'm just frustrated." I sighed.

"Well, tell Brittney to take care of that for you." She laughed at me.

"Julie!" Mom yelled at her.

"I'm not with that skank anymore." My sister's eyes went wide at that. "What? Didn't Mom or Dad tell you?" I watched then as my sister slunk toward me. She had the look of a predator and was eyeing me like I was dinner. Her golden brown hair, hazel eyes, and even her sun-kissed complexion all helped to make her look like a wild animal, like a lioness or something.

"No, no one told me. Then, who is it you want to see so badly? Who has their hooks in you now?"

"Wh..what? N..n..no one. I'm not seeing anyone right now." She didn't look convinced.

"Julie! Come here." Reluctantly, my sister left me alone and went to my mom's side. "Help me with this."

My mom and sister started working together to hang something else while talking in hushed voices. I didn't know what they were talking about, but they were making me uncomfortable with how they kept looking back at me with grins on their faces.

I decided I was just going to leave the decorating to them and go help my dad in the kitchen. Most of the food for the night was going to be pizza, ordered and delivered later. And there would be a lot of pizza too. Still, my parents always made sure there were other options for my friends. This party of mine had stopped being a kids party when I entered middle school, and as I got to be in high school it was more of a house party than anything else. Still, I liked doing this, and I knew it was my last one, since I was off to college next year.

"Hey Dad, need some help?" I asked him as I went into the kitchen.

"You can help me with this tray here." He indicated one he had just taken out of the oven and needed to be transferred to a cooling rack.

"Sure thing."

I was working silently when my dad started talking randomly. At first I didn't even realize he was talking to me since he talked to himself a lot.

"So, is your 'friend' Kai coming tonight?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, I think he is. I..I mean he said he was. A..a..a lot of guys from the team are coming. A bunch of us are dressing up together in a group costume with the girls."

"That's cool. Make sure you make enough time for Kai. I think he's feeling a little lonely since you've been busy all week." My dad smirked at me like he knew something that I didn't.

"What? W..what are you talking about?" I was confused by what he said, but also the way he said it.

"Just, you know, you were hanging out everyday after school and now you've been busy all week. And he's at home alone a lot, that's what he said, right?"

I hadn't even thought about that. I hadn't been able to see him all week, and if his parents weren't home, then he was there by himself. Had I made him feel lonely?

"But he will be here with you tonight, so he won't be lonely anymore.

"Th..that's right. H..h..h..he won't be." I nodded in agreement with my dad.

"When did you start stuttering so much?" My dad looked at me with his head tilted to the side just a little.

"I..i..it happened after th..the accident. Wh..when I hit my head." I was nervous right now, and my dad didn't need to know that I only stuttered when I was nervous about something to do with Makai.

"Huh, I didn't notice before today." He laughed and got back to work on the food.

I gave up then. It was time for me to just go to my room and wait for the party to begin. Today had already been long and taxing. I didn't know how I was going to make it through this night if just the day was this hard.

I hadn't seen Makai after school all week. At school we were just friends and teammates, we couldn't be anything more. At my house, we were able to be more, but not tonight. There would be too many people here for that too. I wouldn't be able to treat him any different than I did the others.

I wanted to treat him differently though. I wanted it to just be the two of us so that we could be alone together and… and… and…? What else did I want? What more did I want from Makai? Did… did I want to have sex with him already? Or did I want to take it slow and just not go much past what we did last week? Or did I want to go back to just kissing him?

I didn't know. I couldn't figure it out, not yet.

For now though, I needed to take a shower and get ready for the night. I should also, preemptively take care of something so that I was less likely to have an issue when there were more people here than usual. I didn't want my friends thinking I was a pervert chasing after the girls on the team or something.

That's why I thought about Makai while I showered and took care of myself. I needed to maintain composure later. That was the only reason and nothing else. I didn't have any other motive behind it at all.

After the shower, which was way longer than normal, I dried off and got ready for the party. I was wearing the red swim trunks from the TV show that we were all copying for tonight. I 

was just glad that we didn't have to wear speedos or speedo shorts. I would not be able to hold my composure if I was forced to look at the exact outline of Makai's… well you know.

I styled my hair like the idiots on the show, like anyone who was going to be going into the water would actually style their hair like this at all. They would keep it natural so no products got into their eyes. I slipped a whistle on around my neck that dangled between the swell of my pecs. I even had that little red first aid bag that they wore in the movie. This had been an easy costume to prepare for, and if it wasn't for the fact that this was California and was still decently warm then I wouldn't be wearing this right now.

Now, I was ready and it was time to head down to say goodbye to my parents and then greet the guests as they arrived. It was almost time for the party to start. Why was it that for the first time since I have been having these parties, I was nervous. My heart was racing with each step that I took down towards the rest of the house, and it was only beating faster and faster.