The night of Tsunami

[djharris79]

It was my last night in the Island and my friends and I have planned a night of karaoke and drinking. About 6:30 pm we have gathered all of the drinks and we were ready to start singing and taking shots, when my uncle shows up and tells us that we need to evacuate to the southern most tip of the island. He told us that there's a tsunami warning and that it is expected to heat us from the north, therefore, we would be much safer if we were at the southern part. He also went on to tell us that it's going to hit around 7:21 pm. Well, my friends and I thought...... for an island that is only 1.4 square kilometers, how the hell can we escape a tidal wave (tsunami) regardless of where we are on the island. Therefore, we decided that we were going to stay where we are and wait it out. After 7:30 pm, nothing happened, so we continued on with our party plans. A little after midnight rolled by and my friends were asleep so I decided to walk to the beach house, where I saw I will call him John. He usually go there, put out his fishing line sometimes or just hang for a while and go home. His wife was out of the Island on some business trip. I told him that I had some scotch if he wanted some. So he sat up and we drank. For some odd reason we ended up going back toward my house where instead of stopping there we walked passed it to my aunts house which was next door. We sat on a little summer house next to each other. What happened next was unplanned and very unexpected. Of all the years that we drank together, it had never happened, except that one tsunami night which happened to be my last night. We were awkwardly sitting very close to each other. Before continuing.....something really odd also happened between John and I. We were drinking buddies and we had a great friendship as well. John is actually my step cousin from my step father side and we always joke around and had fun even when we were not drinking. Anyways, weeks before that tsunami night, I was at this little community store sitting with other cousins and families who owned the store, he came by the store, and he saw me and Howard talking and laughing. I know this because he told me later after that. A day after that I was with my step aunt looking for bread fruit on the small road by the forest when he came driving his little scooter toward me looking very pissed. He stopped right in front of me and confronted me something about Danny and I talking about him behind his back and laughing at him. I was so confused so I asked him, "John, wait a minute, you seem to be angry at something. I am really confused and I have no idea what you are trying to say", with a little awkward smile on my face because I thought he was joking, but his expression said otherwise. He repeated that I was talking behind his back, so assured him that I would never do that and that I had no intentions or motives for doing it. He calmed down and left me puzzled, wondering what the hell just happened.

(Back to that tsunami night): So John and I were sitting awkwardly close to one another. Then John asked me a question that sent chills behind my back up to my neck. John asked, "What do you want D?" he always called me D. I could feel that sexual tension building up, but in my mind I was telling myself, "D, you are just drunk, calm down.....breathe nothing happening here, its just you". I was telling myself that because I was getting really cold for some reason and I found it hard to breathe. I kept taking deep breathes and John kept asking me, "What do you want D since it's you last night?", I took a even deeper breaths and crossed my arms and said, "What do you mean?" I don't want anything. Then he asked me the third time, this time he placed his hands on my lap. You know that feeling of really cold for no reason at all because you are so nervous you start trembling all over, that's what happened to me. I start rubbing my arms and blowing into the palm of my hands, then he grabbed me closer and brought his faced to mine and planted a gigantic most passionate kiss I've had....like ever. I felt as thought he was going to bite my lips off. Not that I was complaining. We started making out. I hope nobody heard us. He was a big man and I am only 5 4''. It felt so intense when he just picked me off the ground and just like almost suck my face off. We made out for what seemed to be like 3 hours. We went from my aunt's house to his house. Anything that you think about doing in a rough, intense, but passionate sex, we did almost all of them. It was one of the most exciting night of my life. He walked me home after that and went back to the dock. I didn't see him after that night. Although the night was great, he is just one of those awesome people that I want there as a buddy. I might not be able to resist it if it happens the second time, but I regret that night just because he is married. I left the Island that next day, I didn't get to see him and we didn't get to talk, but before I left my cousin told me that earlier that morning around 5 am in the morning she came to the dock and John was there. He had a cup, my Chivas cup, and he asked her to take a picture of him and my cup as a memory. The same cup that we shared drink with that steamy, lustful, and passionate tsunami night.

Thanks for reading. If I managed to keep you reading till the end. Sorry for any grammatical errors. English is a Second Language.