Toby's Journal

The next morning my mom and stepdad came in to check on me.  I told them I was feeling fine and wanted out of this place and get back to school.  My mom said that I still had to wait for what the doctors had to say before I could go.  So for the next few hours my happy ass laid in ben, pissing and pooping in a bed pad while the doc took his happy ass time to check on me and sign off on releasing me as I watched the crappy tv the hospital had, in a light powder blue room that has clouds and balloons painted on the walls.  I so wanted the fuck out of here.

The doc finally comes in and gives me one last examination.  He said to me, mom, and my stepdad that since my heart rate, blood pressure and hydration levels returned to normal that I was cleared to go, but my test results were still inconclusive, so further testing is recommended such as an MRI and seeing a cardiac pediatrician, but since I was due to be eighteen in a few weeks, it was easier to find an adult one. 

He then said to us “Toby, you are free to go.  Take a break from school and sports for a few days though. Just some light exercise to be on the safe side” as he takes a pen to my medical file and says “you are released.  The nurse will be in here shortly to ready to go.”

Once he leaves, I am so relieved.  I told my mom, “See, I was dehydrated that’s all.  I play an active sport and had to run laps.  These things happen in sports.  It wasn’t the thing that killed my father.  Tell her Ted.”

All my mom could say was “I think they are wrong.  More tests need to be done Toby.  I need a cigarette” and as she tries to leave the room, I just out of spite I shout at here “yeah go have one. Dad smoked, and drank, and had a double bypass surgery, so maybe that killed him.  I’m fucking fine mom!!”

Now I really wanted out of this place and go home but my stepdad said, “you shouldn’t talk to her that way Toby.”  All I could do is say “well Ted I did.  I’m not a kid anymore and soon I can make my own decisions, so she better get used to it.  She should be more worried about herself right now.  Now go please.  I’m sure they will let you know when they release me.”  Ted leaves.

As I laid in bed I wonder why my mom can be a bitch at times, and why she married such a wimpy guy like Ted.

So after waiting a few more minutes the nurses detached the IV, and the cables that are hooked up to the “machines that go ping”, helped me out of the bed and allowed me to dress myself in private.  I am grateful that Jake brought my clothes.

Once released, I was pushed out in a wheelchair and helped into Ted’s car.  My mom, who was probably still pissed off at me sat in the driver side passenger chair and on the ride home said nothing to me.

Once we got there, some of the guys from the lacrosse team were at my house, including Jake, with their sticks, and were tapping it on the driveway.  Once I got out of the car, they all cheered and gave me a hug or a pat on the shoulder.  Jake approaches to say to me “team practice was called off today, you know because well word got around and that I was emotionally traumatized by what happened to you, and then well these guys were emotionally traumatized as well just hearing about it, so practice was called off by Coach Morrow because well. . .”

I just said thank to these guys and while playing the sick son card I say “hey mom or Ted, I’m hungry, all I ate was that crappy hospital food.  Mind getting us something to eat?”

My mom and Ted have been watching the whole situation and says “sure thing Toby, I’ll order some pizzas or something” but with my mom being my mom shouts out “no way Toby.  You put me through enough drama for a day.  Only he can stay but not for long” as she points to Jake.  I’ll get you both some sandwiches or something.”

Jake then says, “no need to bother Mrs. O’Malley” and my mom replied back “Its Mrs. Williams.”  Jake then says “my apologies Mrs. Williams, the team and I just came by to see how Toby was doing and all and that’s all.  We have no intention to impose you, your husband, and Toby.  Toby, I’ll see you back at school and at practice.”  Jake then says, “let’s go guys”.

I am glad that Jake stopped by at least for a moment but I hear the other guys from the team softly mutter under their breath to one another that my mom was a total bitch.

As I grabbed my book and lacrosse gear bag from the trunk of the car I just say “thanks mom. Here I am trying to make friends and bond with my teammates, but you chased them off.  I can make my own sandwich, fuck you very much, so why don’t you do what you usually do and drive over to Aunt Maureen’s where you can chain smoke and drink Gin.  She raised three sons and two daughters and all.”

As I said that my mom got all irate and stormed into the house.  As I take my bags up the stairs the wimp of my stepfather Ted says to me, “you really shouldn’t talk to her that way Toby.  She loves you and only wants the best for you.” 

I just say right Ted. That’s bullshit and you know it” as I grab my stuff and go to my room, toss it down and lay in my bed.  I tried to take a nap, but I could hear Ted and my mom arguing.  I smile.  I put on some sound cancelling headphones, put in some soothing Finnish Heavy Metal Rock music and lay back.  My stomach is growling because I am so hungry, but I’ll survive for now.” . .

About an hour later my cell phone rings.  It’s my mom calling me down to dinner, so I decided to place nice with her in that she means well.  As I enter the kitchen, I smell the food that she made.  She tells me that she made my favorite. Chicken Parmesan.  I tell her thanks mom and give her a kiss on the head and apologize for my earlier behavior in that I know that she is just looking out for me.  She smiles and says that she should have been more polite to my teammates.

As we are midway through dinner, my mom’s cell phone rings.  It is the pediatrician from the hospital, and he says that the results of my test have come from back the lab as well as my EKG results and wanted me back at the hospital tomorrow for an MRI scan. 

She says that she and I will be there.  She passes on the news to Ted and I and Ted adds in, the hospital just wants to overbill my insurance company for more money.

Once dinner was done, I helped my mother clean up.  I confess to her that I am afraid what the results will be, and she said back “I know baby.  So am I.  I just don’t want to lose you the same way as I lost Patrick.  What killed him also killed your grandfather Seamus.  You O’Malley men always have always had bad hearts.”  I replied back “well maybe I inherited great Pop Pop Padraig’s heart in that he lived until he was 93 and I know that longevity runs in the Ryan family.”  As soon as I said that my mom smiled, and she hugs and kisses me on both cheeks.  I hugged her back.

Once we break off our hug, I see her eyes tear up and said to me “my baby boy as become a man and that frightens me but since you are a man now I’ll make you a deal.”  I said, “ok sure mom. What is it?”  She replied back to me, “if the MRI clears you to play lacrosse, then as much as I hate you playing it, I’ll allow for it and be your biggest cheerleader but if it doesn’t then promise me Sean Tobias O’Malley that you will give it up.  I don’t want to lose baby.”

At that point I just look at her in shock.  She was against me playing the game at first and it took a lot of convincing by both Ted and I to get her to sign off on her consent, but she eventually did. 

I told her that I understood her concern and if I am not medially cleared to play the game, then as much as I hated it, I’ll give it up but would still involved with the team in some capacity, as I was thinking about Jake and wanted to be around him as much as possible.

My mom and hugged and kissed one another on each other’s cheeks again and I said “thank you” to her until Ted came into the kitchen to say that while he apologized for the late hour, Jake was were and alone this time and my eyes beamed up. 

My mom’s response to Ted and me was “Jake and Toby’s teammates are always welcomed here Ted.  Toby, go see your friend but don’t make it a long visit.  You have an early day tomorrow.  Ted help me finish cleaning up.”  I said, “thanks mom” and gave her one last kiss on the forehead.

When I see Jake, my dick got hard in my underwear.  I am so glad that he came by again.  He is holding a bag and asks me how I was feeling.  I told him that I’m good but have to go back to the hospital tomorrow for an MRI.  He just says “ohh shit, that’s not a good sign.  Any idea what’s wrong with you ‘Crop-Boy’?”
I said, “no ‘scoundrel’, the quacks have no idea.”

We stand there awkwardly looking at one another until I asked, “what’s in the bag Jake?”  Jake replied back “ohh shit I forgot about this” as he reached a hand into it and pulls out a practice lacrosse jersey with ‘CROP-BOY’ and my team number of 09 on it as well as another one that says ‘SCOUNDREL’ with Jake’s number 16 and said to me “got one for me as well, they had a two for one monograming sale. 

I smiled and said thanks to Jake and said to him “you better be getting home ‘Scoundrel’. It’s late and I have an early day tomorrow. 

He said that he understood, and I was about to turn away, Jake suddenly gives me a big deep man hug and said to me “get better ‘Crop-Boy’, the team is counting on you.  I’ll see you at school when you are back” and then leaves.  I watched him get in his car and drive off. 

The more I am around Jake I am more attracted to him in that once Jake released from his hug on me, I felt my cock getting totally stiff in my boxer shorts.  Hopefully I pulled away soon enough that he didn’t feel it rubbing against his body.  Fuck I have never been so turned on by a guy before until I met Jake.

Once he left and because I have an early day tomorrow at the hospital, I needed to shower before bed.  As I stripped down in the bathroom down to my boxer briefs, my dick was rock hard and there was a giant wet spot in them; good thing I wear black colored ones these days.

As I showered my dick was still stiff!  My boner would not go down! So it was time to take care of my manly business as I soaped up my wash rag with liquid body soap and jacked off my cock while thinking about Jake. 

It didn’t take many strokes of my hard cock until my balls tightened up and my rather generously sized manhood erupted its white “lava” from my cock and hit the shower wall.  As I see my spooge dripping down the shower and going down the drain I thought to myself ‘fuck, I’ve never nutted like that before’.

Once I came, I shut off the shower, dried off, did the usual brushing and flossing of my teeth, and attempted to go to bed, but I couldn’t because I have no idea what would happen then. . .