The Trip

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College is a whole new experience. So many different things to try out, to become a part of. For Cayden, this was a new door filled with opportunities. When he got accepted to the college he wanted he was ecstatic! That very day he started looking up different clubs he could join when he came across the idea of joining a fraternity. It seemed really fun; you meet new people, easily get some friends, and have something that could help you get into grad school or even a job placement! It seemed like the best idea, but he wasn't sure if he'd make the cut. Cayden didn't exactly fit the average "frat bro" stereotype. He was of just average height, 5'10.5" (always insisting on that extra .5 inch), thin, maybe 130 pounds, with a shaggy head of light brown hair and blue eyes to boot. A lot of people would say he was "cute," much to his dismay, but whatever, it was something, right?

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"Okay, let me just grab a sandwich before we go." Cayden shouted across the frat house as he walked to the kitchen. As he looked through the fridge for the needed ingredients, he thought about how great the past month had been. He got into the college he wanted, had great classes, joined a few clubs, and just got accepted into this amazing frat! Everyone here seemed to take a liking to him, always hanging out and joking around. The guys were great friends.

"Hey bud," Kevin said from behind him "I've got us some lunches already made."

Cayden turned around and accepted a sandwich as well as a bottle of Gatorade from him, "Thanks dude." Kevin was a pretty cool guy in Cayden's eyes. He was head of the house and a Senior this year. Standing 6'3" with very short dark hair and built like a house, he could be pretty intimidating if you didn't know him, but he was actually a very friendly guy.

Kevin and Cayden walked out to the van as they ate their sandwiches. Kevin got into the driver's seat and Cayden got into the middle seat of the middle row, next to his friend Jack and a Junior member, Dillon.

"I see you saved me a good seat..."

"Haha, sorry," joked Jack "I couldn't exactly stop these guys."

The whole frat house was packed into one of those 10 passenger rental vans, plus the driver. They were all headed out to a California beach as a celebration of their admittance into the frat. Cayden and Jack were the only 2 pledges accepted, which was actually very strange. This frat was very small and usually only accepted 1 new member per semester, but Cayden wasn't complaining.

As they pulled out of the drive Cayden vowed he was going to try his hardest that weekend to show the senior members how honored he was to be accepted.

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As they got onto the highway, Kevin looked into the rearview mirror and glanced at the newly admitted pledges in the back. Jack, sitting by the window beside Cayden, was a good kid. He was on his High School's Baseball team and was, from what Kevin had seen, very good. He was a tad over 6 feet with a baseball player's body and short sun-bleached hair. On the other side of Cayden in the isle was Dillon. Dillon was a Junior member and very extroverted, always trying to get a good laugh out of everybody. He was a thick guy, probably hovering around 200 pounds, and very strong. Kevin and he had many drunken arm-wrestling matches, and Kevin had to admit defeat more than once. At times, the group of guys saw Dillon as Kevin’s sidekick, but it was all in good fun.

Then there was Cayden sandwiched between them, honestly looking a bit out of place, being the little squirt that he is. He got along with the guys fantastically though, and Kevin and the other members had taken a...well, unique liking to him. Kevin could see Cayden finishing the lunch made for him, which contained a few special ingredients. Eyes back on the road, Kevin started the drive out to San Diego from Tuscon, Arizona, and all the members knew this would be the beginning of a special celebration.

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Cayden woke with a jolt. He felt very groggy and disoriented. He turned to get his bearings, to find out where he was, but it was pitch black. The black was swirling around him, making him feel sick. Suddenly a wave of yellow light flew by, and was gone as quickly as it came. Another wave of yellow light filled the area around him, and he realized the light was from street light. He was still in the van, still next to Jack and Dillon. Cayden’s mind was a sea of disorientation, he’d never felt this way before and it was beginning to frighten him. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could see everyone was either sleeping or gazing out the windows.

Kevin turned around, “Does anyone need to stop at this rest stop? It’s the last one for a while.”

Cayden suddenly realized he had a powerful need to pee. That’s what had awoken him. Why did he fall asleep like that anyways...

“I want to get some snacks” Somebody said from the back of the van.

“Alright,” Kevin responded, “ I've got to piss anyways.”

“So do I.” agreed Cayden, now crossing his legs to stop the pressure in his bladder. He could have sworn he saw Kevin smirk at him in the rearview mirror...

A minute later they pulled into the parking lot and everyone started rushing out the doors. Much to Cayden’s dismay, he was the last out the door, now trying to discreetly clutch his penis through his pockets to prevent pissing himself. When he stood to get out the door, he immediately had a massive head rush. His legs, along with the rest of his body, felt very weak, and he fell the moment he stepped out the door of the van. He hit the ground with an audible smack and felt a few drops of pee escape his bladder.

Jack heard him hit the ground when he fell and turned around to help.

“Are you alright?” Jack asked as he helped Cayden up.

“Yeah...I don’t know wh--” Suddenly Kevin came up behind them and grabbed Cayden from behind, linking arms with him.

“You alright bud? Nasty fall you had there.” Kevin inquired.

“First time walkin’ or sumthin’?” Dillon shouted from ahead as a couple others laughed.

“...I’m alright” Cayden huffed in response. He still felt very wobbly and lightheaded. He found himself clutching tightly to Kevin’s impressive biceps with both of his hands.

“Why don’t I help you to the bathroom.” Kevin offered.

“I’d...appreciate it.” Cayden said between breaths.

Jack ran off to catch off with the rest of the group as they headed to the men's bathroom. He and Kevin on the other hand were headed to the single room family bathroom.

“You don’t seem to well,” Kevin said, seemingly reading Cayden’s questioning glance, “It’ll be better if you get away from the guys for a second.”

Thinking of the bathroom suddenly reminded Cayden of the urgency below his waist, which was approaching the point of no return.

The two finally burst into the family bathroom and Kevin lifted the seat to pee.

“I’ll just be a second.” Kevin said as he let go a stream of pee. Cayden could have sworn he saw him smirk again.

Now leaning against the wall of the room for support, Cayden was very obviously clutching his crotch and doing a bit of the pee-pee dance. He felt like a toddler unable to hold his own piss, and was extremely embarrassed. First he strangely fell asleep on the van in the middle of the day (he was lucky Dillon didn't pull some kind of prank on him), then he looked like a moron falling off the van, and everyone saw him clutching Kevin for support like a drunk girl clutches a guy walking home on a Friday night. Now he’s sitting here in the family restroom with Kevin, and about to piss himself. Things were not going well.

Kevin finally finished peeing and Cayden hobbled over to the toilet, but he still wasn't right in the head. He went to undo the button on his pants but was having trouble, he couldn't get his fingers to go where he wanted, and could feel little drops of pee soaking into his underwear and jeans.

Suddenly Kevin came from behind and forcefully pulled his pants down, turned him around, and planted his now naked butt on the seat. Right then Cayden’s bladder released itself and his pee started jetting into the toilet. Cayden let out an all-too-audible sigh of relief.

Kevin crouched down to his level. “All better?” At this point Cayden was red with embarrassment, and still peeing into the toilet. Kevin looked down to Cayden’s pants, glancing at the wet patch that had formed at the crotch. “Don’t worry,” he said, “The guys won’t notice in the dark.”

“Kevin, I’m so sorry, I don’t--”

“Don’t worry.” He interrupted, “Everything’s handled, right? You’re fine.” Still crouching, Kevin ran his fingers through Cayden’s hair, then pat him on the back. He walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

Cayden finally finished peeing as Kevin was drying his hands. He pulled up his pants and attempted to button his jeans, but again could not get his mess of fingers into the right spots. Kevin noticed the trouble and walked over. Pushing away Cayden’s hands, he buttoned and zipped his jeans, tugged them a bit to make sure they were on right, and smacked Cayden on the butt playfully, further damaging his already fractured ego.

Cayden slumped down on the toilet again and put his head into his hands.

“I’m so so sorry,” He blubbered. “I don’t know what’s wrong. My head is all fuzzy and none of my body is doing what I want it to.”

“Calm down, it’s alright.” Kevin reassured him as he put his hand on Cayden’s shoulder, “You’re probably just getting a head rush from sitting so long. You ever heard those stories of people on international flights passing out because they stood too quickly after sitting for so long? That’s all it is.”

Cayden looked up as Kevin gave his hand to help him to his feet. “Take my hand,” he offered, “I’ll help you back to the van.”

“Thanks...” Cayden said gratefully. They both exited the bathroom and headed to the parking lot with Cayden once again clinging to Kevin’s arm. The guys were all at the vending machines except Jack, who was already back in his seat.

The two approached the van drawing Jack’s attention. “Would you assist sleeping beauty here?” Kevin chuckled to Jack, “I’ll go get you some crackers or something, I’m sure that’ll help.” Jack pulled Cayden up into the van as Kevin ran off to join the others.

“What’s up?” Jack asked, “Are you alright? You seem kinda out of it.”

“You have no idea.”

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As Kevin approached the group by the vending machines, they all looked at him expectantly.

“Well,” said one of the guys, “How did it go?”

“Yeah, did he piss himself?”

“No,” Kevin responded matter-of-factly, “But I think it worked just as well. He’s very distressed and...malleable. Get me some Nutter Butters and a Gatorade so I can give him some more of that cocktail.”

“What did you give him?” Asked Dillon. “He passed out about 10 minutes after he finished that sandwich.”

“A concoction of muscle relaxants, diuretics to make him pee, and some Ambien.” Kevin replied, “I’ll give him a bit more of that concoction, and with any luck, he’ll pee in his sleep.”

“And Jack?” said another guy, “Is he doing his part?”

Kevin glanced back over the the van. “I expect so.”

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Jack and Cayden were talking about a new movie coming out as the group started filtering back into the car. Kevin sat down in Dillon’s seat, right next to Cayden and Jack.

“How ya feelin’?” Kevin asked as he handed Cayden the Gatorade and Nutter Butters.

“A lot better actually. I think just needed to move around like you said.”

“Glad to hear it. Eat that up, I’m sure it will help.” Kevin turned around to shout out the door. “Dillon! I’m tired of driving, it’s your turn!”

As the crew pulled out of the parking lot with Dillon at the wheel, Jack felt a little bad for his new-found friend. Cayden was ignorantly eating his tainted meal, talking and laughing with him, having no idea what was in store for him during this vacation. But everybody had their roles, Cayden just didn't know his yet.

He fell asleep mere moments after finishing the Gatorade; his drooping head finding its resting place on Jack’s shoulder. Kevin looked on, admiring his handiwork. This would be a fine vacation.