Thursday, December 9, 2010

Crazy Antics, continued

So where did I leave off? (To read the first part of Crazy Antics, go here.)

Oh, yes.  Boy was telling DH and me that he and cyw moved their action to the back room. (Just an FYI, I'm not clear on the contents of the back room.  It sounds a little spartan, as in no soft furniture to settle on.  Maybe it was the ubiquitous "storage room.")

me: *wishing I could raise just one eyebrow* The back room, eh?

Boy: Yeah.  You know.  For privacy.

DH: Ah.

Boy: So we were on the floor in the back room, sort of rolling around.  She liked my hair, 'cause she kept running her fingers through it while we kissed.  She loved my arms, too.

me:  And how do you know that?

Boy: She said, "I love your arms."  *turns toward his father*  See Dad, I told you that you don't have to do curls for girls if you do all the other stuff. 
Quality biceps

DH: *flexes newly forming biceps for my benefit"

me: *rolls eyes*

Boy: *laughs and then wraps his arm over his right side* Ow.  Don't make me laugh.

DH: Sorry

me: Please, continue.

Boy: So I used some of my best lines and moves.

me: You have lines and moves?

Boy: *looks affronted*  Yes.  Like "I think you have some wine on your lips."  And when she was impressed at how fast I was able to unhook a certain female undergarment, I joked, "Yeah, you don't know how many hours I spent in Victoria's Secret figuring that one out."  That one got me some good laughs.

me: *rolls eyes*

DH: *takes notes*

Boy: Well, all this is going on, and we're sort of rolling around and stuff, and suddenly, out of nowhere, for no discernible reason I get this shooting pain in my side.  It was awful.  Seriously, I thought I was gonna throw up. 

me:  But...?

Boy:  Well come on.  I wasn't going to stop what I was doing just because of some pain.   You have to give me credit for getting in some good lines and moves and making her laugh while I was trying not to pass out.

me:  So, it wasn't like she elbowed you or kicked you or like you hit any furniture or anything?

Boy: *looks flummoxed*  No.  It just happened. 

DH:  So then what?

Boy:  We made out for a while.  But I had to stop before things got too far.

me:  In too much pain, huh?

Boy:  No.  I didn't have any protection with me.

me: *stunned*  You don't carry a condom in your wallet?

Boy:  No.  I think, I dunno, when you're just meeting someone, well, I think that's kind of sleazy.   And, the fluctuation in temperature while it's in your wallet makes condoms degenerate faster.

DH: No shit?

me: How do you know this?

Boy:  Ma.  When you're a sexually active teenager, you do a lot of internet research.

me: Of course.

A little while later, after he ate and showered, Boy was in a lot of pain.  DH and I used rock/paper/scissors to decide who'd go with him to medpoint.  I lost, but then DH changed his mind.  Or I might have pouted just enough.    Anywhichever, they returned about two hours later, with Tylenol w/ Codeine and a muscle rub in hand. 

me:  So. How'd it go?

DH:  Sheesh.  *uses teasing voice*  What a wimp.  Nothing's broken.

Boy: *ignores Dad and rubs goop on his side*

He hadn't fractured anything, but apparently had strained his oblique muscle.  Further research informed us that this can be a pretty bad injury, with different levels of severity and requires some down time so you don't really yank it and need surgery.  The best way to avoid such a strain is to make sure you stretch properly before any activity.
Make sure you do enough stretching before you partake in any 
level of physical action.
Especially the kind you don't experience much.

Boy: When I checked in at the front desk, the lady there asked me if this was a work-related injury.

DH:  That was the best laugh I've had in days.

me:  What did you tell her?

Boy:  I just said "no".

DH: Then he got to go back and see the doctor and I had to sit and listen to screaming kids.  One of them pooped his pants and smelled up the whole waiting room.  There should have at least been a broken bone involved.

And there you have it.  There is a chance that Boy will get together with cyw while he's here over Christmas.  If any further crazy antics ensue, I'll let you know!


  1. I'm really impressed that he shared all that with you. In detail. LOL But then I suppose he reads his mother's blog. :-P

    Glad it wasn't anything serious, well, more serious but it does sound painful. I would have asked "So SHE didn't have a condom in her purse?"

    He sounds like a great kid Wren. Glad you had some fun memories of his visit home.

  2. Holy kee-rap, now I can't keep up! My mind, it spinneth.

  3. Hi Tam! Since I started writing m/m, there's very little I don't hear about! He does read the blog, but skips the m/m sex stuff!

    cyw maybe didn't have a condom either because she's of the same mind as Boy? I didn't think to ask. Maybe he'll check in and let us know.

    KZ - ?

  4. Happy to hear nothing was broken.

    It is great that you have such an open relationship. My son and I are a lot like that. We can talk about pretty much anything. My daughters on the other hand do not like to share as much. Strange!

  5. Let me just say that I did not ask why she did not have a condom in her purse. She probably did not have any expectations that anything was actually going to happen that night just like me. I think the lesson learned here is that any time I go out wearing my white thermal pullover I need to be prepared for any possible outcome. If that means bringing condoms and stretching before I go out, so be it.

    I also want to add that m/m stuff is the best thing that could have ever happened for my relationship with my mom. When she told me about it for the first time I just sat there speechless with my mouth hanging open like an idiot. I am sure she thought I was thinking all sorts of negative, judgmental thoughts, but what I was really thinking is, "!!!!" It was at that moment I realized there was nothing in the world I could not talk about with my mother. I am extremely proud of her and love her very much. I will also continue to tell her about my encounters with this and other cwys.

    - Boy

  6. Ha, ha! Very entertaining story! And this is just too cool for words:

    "!!!!" It was at that moment I realized there was nothing in the world I could not talk about with my mother.

    You two are very lucky to have each other. :)

  7. Lily: We were glad it wasn't a more serious injury, too.

    It is so rewarding to have a good relationship with your kids. I know a lot of people whose kids are virtual strangers, and it makes me sad.

    Boy: Love you!!!! :)

    Val: It's great, isn't it? *smiles hugely and sort of stupidly*

  8. Wren, your boy is awesome!

    Boy, I love the moral of your story!

  9. *sniff* *sniff* That's so adorable.

  10. Eyre: He is, isn't he?

    Tam: *hands hankie over* :)

  11. What I meant was, it's either feast or famine at this blog! Three posts in three days--phrew!

  12. KZ, thanks for the clarification. I had my big hair pulled back, so the signal wasn't clear!

  13. Loved Boy's reasons for why he put on the brakes. Equal parts 'aw, what a sweet guy' and hard scientific facts. LOL

  14. Hi Ava! Boy is like that - a study in complexity!

  15. The story's funny, but Boy's comment was WONDERFUL. :)

  16. LOL! Yes, stretching is very important before any physical activity. You two crack me up!

  17. Chris: I think I'll keep him!

    Stephani: Glad we could make you laugh :)


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