GTFW Has a Sense of Humor
by Noel Goddard
Original Pub. Date: July 2004
Summary: A ficlet written specifically for leaper182 including the line: “Why’re you looking at me like that?”
As the leap effect faded, I looked around and saw that I was alone. It was night, and I was in a hot tub on a deck behind a house, surrounded by dark woods. The night was peaceful, with the crickets and the quiet bubbles of the hot tub as the only sounds.
Once I was sure that there were no unpleasant surprises coming my way, I leaned back into the hot tub and let the bubbles relax me. It just felt so good. It had been so long since I just had time to relax, with no worries in the world.
I heard the Imaging Chamber door open in front of me and lazily opened my eyes to watch as Al stepped through. He was busy beating on the handlink, as usual. “Damn pile of bolts. Sam, Ziggy won’t tell me anything about this leap. In fact, as soon as you leaped in, she stopped talking at all. She won’t even let me in the Waiting Room...” His voice trailed off as he stared.
Al was speechless; that couldn’t be good. "Why're you looking at me like that?"
He gestured feebly with the handlink and tried to speak, without success.
I leaned forward in the hot tub, confused. I knew it wasn’t the “woman thing” again. I’d noticed shortly after I landed that I was a man this time, and I was a pretty well-endowed one, if I did say so myself. “Al, what the heck is going on with you?”
This time as he gestured, he managed to actually croak out some words. “Have you looked in a mirror yet, Sammy?”
God, how ugly was this guy? “No, Al. I leaped in alone in the hot tub, so I was enjoying a little peace and quiet.”
Al nervously ran a hand over his hand. “Well, Sammy, you’d be in for a shock.”
I just waited, knowing that he’d eventually get to the point.
“Sam, you, well...you kinda leaped into...me.”
It was my turn to gape back at him. The house and deck had seemed a little familiar, but then after five years of leaping, everything seemed a little familiar. I managed to find my voice. “You? When?”
Al hit the handlink again hard. “Ziggy’s still not talking. From the looks of things, I would guess maybe seven or eight years ago. This is the house I had while we were on the Starbright project. Remember?”
I smiled, thinking back. There were many holes in my memory, but I did remember having some good times with Al while we were finishing that project and preparing for PQL. “So, Al, what needs fixing in your life right now?”
He shook his head. “I honestly have no idea, Sam. Once you and I hooked up, most of my problems went by the wayside.”
Suddenly, one of the holes in my memory filled in. I remembered this patio, this place. I remember Al trying to persuade me to join him in the hot tub au natural. He had tried to pass it off, but even a farm boy knows when he’s being seduced. I had left, and we never spoke of it again.
I looked up at Al, and immediately, he could tell that I remembered. “Aw, Sammy, that was years ago. Don’t go there now.”
Looking at him, I pointed out the obvious. “I am there now, Al. Clearly, God, Time, or Fate thinks that this is an important place.”
Al sputtered, “We don’t even know if you’re anywhere near that time, Sam. Besides, after all these years, maybe I don’t want things to end any differently. And I know you don’t.” Al’s eyes told an entirely different story. Clearly, he did still want a different ending, and after having Al as my constant companion for the last five years, I wanted a different ending too.
I couldn’t imagine my life without Al anymore, and the thought of being that much closer to him was already turning me on. I knew instinctively how I could make him understand.
I looked him directly in the eyes as I reached a hand under the water and into the swim trunks. I began to stroke my cock, Al’s cock, slowly. Al’s eyes widened as he realized what I was doing. His voice was raw as he spoke, “Sammy, you don’t have to do this.”
My voice was already thick with passion as I spoke, “Yes, Al, I do. I want you, and conveniently, I can have you in flesh right here, right now.”
Al shuddered as he continued to watch. As my one hand stoked inside my trunks, the other roamed the body that I was currently inhabiting. I was trying to memorize what it felt like, knowing that I may never have another chance to touch it. I wanted to remember every ridge of muscle, every curve of flesh. I wanted to remember which areas were particularly sensitive and what areas tensed when this body came.
Al was just standing and watching. I knew that he wanted to join in, but with all the cameras in the Imaging Chamber, it just wasn’t possible. If Washington even suspected what was going on here, Al would be yanked off the project quicker than I was going to come. This would have to be our secret until I came home.
Home. Al. With those thoughts, I came hard, shooting into my trunks and the surrounding water.
Al was flushed with his own passion and trying not to give anything away on the security cameras.
I spoke first. “Al, I know you can’t say anything in the Imaging Chamber, but I don’t ever want to live without you. I’m going to come home to you. I promise.”
With that, the leap took me. I don’t know how or when, but I know that someday I’ll keep that promise..