Original Stories Fan Fiction ❯ Untitled ❯ Day 3 Honolulu, Hawaii ( Chapter 3 )

Day 7 Honolulu, Hawaii

David suppresses a yawn as he stares out at the port of Honolulu. He's very glad to see land again; the past several days at sea have been torture. The first two days weren't so bad, but once they really got into open water, it had become almost too much for David to bear. He should have known that he would get extremely seasick.

Tessa appears at his elbow, causing him to jump.

“Wow. It's beautiful,” she says.

“Yeah,” David agrees in all seriousness.

“I've never been to Honolulu,” Tessa says. “Only to Maui a couple times for vacation. What about you?”

“Huh?” David blinks, realizing that Tessa is talking to him.

“Have you ever been to Hawaii before?” Tessa asks patiently.

“Uh…no,” David says.

“David, Tessa, it's time to go,” Tessa's mother calls. “The tour will be starting soon.”

Ah yes. The tour. His parents have signed them up for a five hour tour of Pearl Harbor and the city of Honolulu. At least most of it will be in an air conditioned motor coach.

“Come on. Let's go,” Tessa says in his ear.

“All right,” David says.

He follows his fiancée to where both their parents wait. The port of Honolulu is large enough for their ship to pull right up to shore so all they have to do is walk down the gangway and they're in Honolulu. The air is warm and humid, the sun blinding. Suddenly, David wishes he had a pair of sunglasses. He turns and smacks directly into someone.

“We must really stop meeting like this,” a voice chuckles in his ear.

David raises his eyes and looks at Will grinning at him. He's dressed in a black tank top that reveals his navel, a pair of very short cutoff jeans, his usual assortment of earrings, and flip flops. Perched on the top of his head is a pair of sunglasses and David can smell coconut sunscreen on him. It's so powerful that David wrinkles his nose.

“What? You don't like the way I smell?” Will pouts.

“N…no. It's j…just…your sunscreen…it's kind of powerful. You used a lot,” David stammers.

“Well I had to use a lot,” Will says. “I burn easily.”

“Will! Let's go!” a dark-haired man David assumes is Will father calls.

Will rolls his eyes. “Gotta go play nice with my family.”

He jogs off to join his family a short distance away.

“Who was that boy?” Tessa stares after Will.

“No one,” David lies. “He's no one.” He forces himself to smile at Tessa. “Come on. Let's not keep the tour group waiting.”

He offers Tessa his arm. Tessa beams at him and loops her arm through his. They board the motor coach together which is slowly filling up. The seats are arranged in twos.

“Would you like to sit by the window?” David asks gallantly.

“Oh, is that okay with you?” Tessa looks a little uncertain. David nods. “Oh thank you David!” But…” her face falls. “What about you?”

“Oh don't worry about me,” David says. “I don't mind. Really.”

Seeing Tessa smile like she does now makes David smile in spite of himself. Tessa isn't as bad as he thought. He can definitely stand to marry her and treat her with the respect she deserves. And maybe, just maybe, he can one day learn to love her.

David's father gives him a nod of approval as he and David's mother pass with Tessa's parents. They sit away from David and Tessa, probably to give them some privacy. How kind of them.

David turns back to Tessa and keeps her occupied for the twenty minute drive from their ship to Pearl Harbor. Once there, they head into the visitor's center. They watch a short film on Pearl Harbor (like David hasn't watched enough of these films in school) and then they take a small boat (another boat? Really?) to the USS Arizona in the middle of the bay. David dutifully stays by Tessa's side during the tour even when they go into the room where there's a hole in the floor that looks down onto the sunken deck of the USS Arizona. It's extremely creepy and pretty morbid but David forces himself through it. At last, they move onto the last room that has a wall with the names of all those lost on the USS Arizona during the attack on Pearl Harbor inscribed on it. David stares blankly at the names for a while, not really comprehending what he's looking at.

“Are you okay?” Tessa asks quietly coming over to him.

David swallows hard. “Y…yeah. I'm fine. It's just…hearing about it and reading about it in a textbook is one thing, but being here and actually seeing it is completely different. It makes it feel more real, you know?”

“Yeah, I think I know what you mean,” Tessa says, smiling sadly at him.

At long last, the tour is over and they take another boat back to the mainland. Their motor coach is waiting for them when they return. David is surprised when Tessa ushers him in first.

“I got to sit by the window on the way here, so it's your turn,” she says.

“But the tour is two hours long,” David points out. “The drive here was like twenty minutes. It doesn't seem fair.” He thinks for a moment. “I know. We can switch whenever we stop.”

Tessa beams at him. “What a great idea!”

David smiles at her and takes the seat next to the window. Tessa slides into the seat next to his and loops her arm through his. Instead of trying to make her let go, David just turns to look out the window. He scarcely listens to the guide who starts talking as soon as the motor coach's door close and never stops. He watches the scenery pass, his mind on Will. He's isn't sure how exactly how Will got into his head so suddenly, but now that he is, David can't get him out. David swallows hard as his thoughts stray to a place he'd really not be right now, especially not with Tessa sitting right next to him. He tries closing his eyes, but he immediately sees Will's face smirking at him. His breath hitches in his throat as he remembers Will's mouth on his, Will's tongue probing his mouth, the taste that is purely Will. He remembers Will's mouth moving lower and, oh God, he made David feel so good. He never dreamed that he would feel so good.

David jerks up when he feels a hand on his shoulder.

“We've arrived at the first place,” Tessa says gently.

David sits up and looks around. They have stopped in what looks like the middle of nowhere. Aside from the road, all that's around them is a lush forest.

David rises and gasps when he realizes that he has an erection. He really hopes no one notices.

“Are you okay?” Tessa asks as they get off the motor coach. “You have a really weird look on your face.”

“Have to use the bathroom,” David mutters. He breaks away from his fiancée and heads for their guide. “Excuse me, is there a bathroom somewhere?”

“Right over there.” The guide points to a small shack a short distance away.

“Thank you,” David says politely and makes a beeline for it.

To his immense relief, it's a single toilet. He quickly closes the door and locks it and leans against it, breathing heavily. It's smelly and kind of disgusting, which makes it perfect. David pulls his pants and boxers off and wraps his hand around his cock. He lets out a shaky breath and closes his eyes. He covers his mouth with his free hand to muffle his moans as his hand moves up and down his shaft, stroking his cock. He pictures Will naked beneath him, moaning and writhing as David takes him to orgasm.

With a gasp, David comes, squirting all over the wall. He lets go of his cock and tries to clean up the best he can. Luckily, the bathroom already smells like sweat, sex, body odor, and a bunch of other things so no one will ever know what happened in here. David makes sure he looks one hundred percent perfect in the cracked mirror so no one suspects anything is amiss and then goes to rejoin his family on the tour.

The rest of the tour passes in a blur. They're dropped back off at their ship just in time for lunch.

“I've arranged for two taxis to take us to a restaurant for lunch,” David's father says.

“Um...” David says. Everyone turns to him and he almost wishes he didn't say anything. “I um…I'm not really feeling well. Is it okay if I go lay down for a while?”

“What's wrong sweetie?” David's mother asks.

“I'm feeling a bit woozy,” David says and it's not a complete lie.

“Perhaps you should go to the infirmary?” David's mother says.

“No, that won't be necessary,” David says, smiling at her. “I just need to lay down for a little while, drink some water. I think I'm just a bit dehydrated.”

“Okay sweetie, if you're sure,” David's mother says.

David's father looks like he's going to protest, but David's mother takes his arm and whispers something in his ear.

“Very well,” David's father says. “We will see you for dinner then, at 6.”

“All right,” David agrees.

He smiles reassuringly at Tessa who looks worried and then heads back to the ship.

The first thing David does when he gets back to his stateroom is shower. Even though he was very meticulous in cleaning up after himself after finishing in the bathroom, he still feels extremely dirty. It takes him nearly half an hour of standing underneath the scalding spray before he starts feeling clean again. He switches off the shower and dries off. He dresses in clean clothes and opens the sliding door to his private verandah, allowing the warm air to filter through. All he really wants to do is lay down and sleep, but he knows that he can't. Instead, he goes back out to the main sitting area and gets a bottle of water from the small fridge that is stocked with free water and pop each day.

Half the bottle disappears in one sitting. Now he feels worse. He probably shouldn't have drunk all that water at once. He lays down on the couch to wait for the nausea to pass. He naps on and off for an hour or two and groans when his phone starts ringing.

“Hello?” he says, running his hand through his hair.

“Hey babe,” Will says. “What's up?”

“Oh not much,” David says. “Just taking a nap.”

“Did I wake you up? Sorry.” Will doesn't sound sorry at all.

“What do you want?” David asks.

“No need to be so hostile. Jeez,” Will says.

“Sorry,” David says.

“It's cool,” Will says. “I was calling to see what you were up to.”

“Nothing really,” David says.

“Yeah, me either,” Will says. “Your family?”

“Out to lunch with my fiancée and her parents,” David says. “Yours?”

“Parental units are at lunch off the ship and Willow is napping,” Will says.

“So you want to hook up, is that it?” David asks.

“I thought we could have lunch,” Will says. “If we have sex afterwards, so be it.”

“But…” David protests. “If people see us having lunch together, they'll talk, especially since my family think I'm resting.”

“Not to worry,” Will says. “I've got a solution. I'll be at your stateroom in like half an hour.”

“Do you even know where my stateroom is?” David asks.

“Yep!” Will says. “See you in a bit.”

“Bye,” David says.

He's not really sure why he's doing this. The smart thing to do would be to lie to Will and tell him that he's busy or something, but for some reason, he can't bring himself to lie to Will. He's not really sure why, but he feels like he can only be truthful with Will.

True to his word, about half an hour later, Will appears at his door with two large bags.

“I hope you like Thai food,” he says when David lets him in.

“I've never had Thai food before,” David confesses.

“Really?” Will asks.

“Yeah,” David says.

“Well we'll just have to fix that,” Will says.

He sets the bags on the table and unpacks them. David has no idea what any of it is, but it smells interesting, at least.

“What is all this anyway?” he asks, staring at the spread.

“Let's see,” Will says. “I got a variety because I wasn't sure what you liked. There are spring rolls, summer rolls, deep fried tofu…” David makes a face. “It's better than you think. There's also some popcorn chicken, be careful, it's supposed to be really spicy, vegetable tempura, and fried calamari, also known as squid. There are also plates and utensils.”

David takes a little bit of everything and puts on a movie before settling on the couch to watch it while he eats. Will joins him and they eat in silence. When they're finished, David takes both their plates to the garbage and returns to the couch. He's mildly surprised when Will curls up against him, but finds that he doesn't really mind. He wraps his arm around Will's waist and draws him in closer. Will rests his head on David's chest. They remain that way for the rest of the afternoon, until David has to get ready for dinner.