September 27, 2008

TRAPPED!
by Stevie Woods

With Matt and Kyle from ‘Roll of the Dice’

“Damn this is ridiculous.  Try it again!” Matt said.

“I’ve tried half a dozen times, it won’t open,” Kyle snarled, leaning against the door clad only in a bath towel.  It was useless, he thought, slamming his hand against the stubborn slab of wood.

There was rattling of the handle and a few jerks as Matt tried to open the door from the other side.

Why did this have to happen now?  He’d been planning this anniversary dinner for weeks.  And now, half an hour before they were due to leave for the restaurant, Kyle was stuck in the fucking bathroom!  No way was he going to let a door get in the way of him showing Kyle how much the last year had meant to him.  He took a few steps backwards, braced himself and, shoulder first, launched himself at the door. 

“Fuck!”

“Are you okay, Matt?  What the hell were you trying to do?”

“They make that look so easy in the movies.  I damn near dislocated my shoulder!”

“Are you really hurt?” Kyle whispered.

“Naw, and you can rub it better later anyway.”

Kyle laughed, “I had other things in mind to rub later.”

“Well that too!”  Kyle could hear the smile in Matt’s voice.

Matt cursed as he failed yet again to get the door to budge.  “I’d take the damn door of its hinges if I could!”

“Except that the hinges are on this side.”  Kyle groaned, “And I don’t have anything in here to even make the attempt.  I don’t think my toothbrush would work.”

“That’s it! I’ve had it.”  Matt’s angry voice came through the door.

“Matt?” Kyle called out but there was no response.

“Matt!”
 
Silence.  Where the hell is he?

“Matt, answer me, damn it!”

Suddenly from behind him, there came a tapping at the window.  Kyle turned in shock.  They were six stories up!  He darted to the window quickly opening it, horrified to see Matt clinging to the outer window frame.  Grumbling to hide his fright at the idea that Matt could have fallen and probably smashed his brains out on the sidewalk below, Kyle helped Matt climb inside.

“What the hell were you thinking?  You thought it would be fun to climb out of the bedroom window and…and…”

“Scramble along a narrow ledge?  Yeah, fun,” Matt groused.  “I was actually thinking that no fucking way was I missing being with you on our first anniversary, so if you couldn’t get out, I was coming in.”

Kyle’s anger and fear melted and he pulled Matt towards him and with a sigh their mouths met.  The quick kiss of relief rapidly turned into something more passionate as Matt realized he had a mostly naked man in his arms, and Kyle soon pulled Matt’s shirt out of his pants. 

Gasping for breath, Kyle pulled back, and asked with a grin, “What’s this I feel in your pocket?”

Matt shrugged, “Well, of course, I needed to bring the screwdriver…”

“The other pocket!”

“Well, after I’ve used the screwdriver I’ll show you.  Didn’t think you’d been in here long enough to forget––”

The End

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Today's clue:Stevie says, use your tactical skills!