I am only dressed in a hospital gown but I don't feel cold... I stare at the boy about ten feet from me and step from the steel pedestal I had been standing on. It took me another few moments to recognize him. The smile, the floppy hair...

     "Dakota Park?" I ask in a slightly stunned voice. I hadn't seen this guy in five years yet after I came out to everyone and jumped off a skyscraper he just swoops in to save my life..?

     He smiles ,"In the flesh."

     I recall an inside joke we had shared in fifth grade after he saved my pants from being soaked in chocolate milk ,"I guess I can really call you Dakota Park, our lord and savior..."

     He chuckles and I feel that morning boner move a few centimeters... Up, not down. How pleasant. 

     Dakota notices my little issue and smirks a bit. "That's quite a stickler you've got there... Amanda? How long until the erection fades?"

     The woman's voice talks from inside me again ,"An estimated fifteen minutes unless there is a new factor to cause arousal."

     I blush profusely and gape at my ever aroused penis ,"Y-you named my penis!?"

     Dakota smirks wider ,"I named your new body... it knows everything from your blood type to your allergies and some."

     He seems quite proud of himself with this... "When did you become so damn smart, Dakota? You moved in sixth grade as a dumb fuck. Now you show back up five years later and you're a damn robotics major..."
A sexy one at that... he was the one who helped me realize that I was gay. I had always believed that I liked dolls and hair because the only friend I had was a girl. Even my mom thought that. In fifth grade I had started wearing my tight clothes and even eyeliner.

     We still blamed Kennedy and her new friends from the other  primary school because they too, had acquired a taste for different styles of clothing. We were just pulling at straws by then.

     Now as I stare at Dakota and finally get to see his features again, a memory from years ago pops into my head... One that made me who I am today.

- May 12th: Six years prior -

     Harsh wind slapped my face as I ran with all that I could to the oh-so familiar brick house two blocks from my own home. Tears, cold from the early morning air, slipped down my cheeks. It's only three in the morning but I need to see Dakota..! He can help me feel better.

     I reach his house and scramble up the old oak tree by his bedroom window and tap on it lightly.

     There is no answer.

     I tap harder and after a few moments, Dakota's slight, pale frame comes into view. He opens the window. His hands come up to rub his eyes and he scolds me like a father.

     "David Allen Kale..! What are you doing here at this early in the morning.!?"

     I sniffle and ignore his scolding, hopping into his window. As I make a move to stand up I end up seeing a clear view of Dakota from my position on the floor... In. His. Boxers.

     My twelve year old mind begins to observe that his basically naked body enticed me more than the fully naked women in the magazines I had found a few weeks ago in my dad's closet...

     I was confused and ended up blankly staring at my best friend's covered penis.

     He had asked me what happened, and I had answered something about having a nightmare. He'd given me a hug and then we'd gotten into bed together and I slept like a baby.

- Present -

     What would it be like if we'd lie in the same bed again?  Would we ever be close enough to do that again..? Would he be in his boxers again?

     I hear the woman's voice , Amanda, again from inside of me.

     "Time until erection fades, seventeen minutes."

     Dakota laughs ,"Damn David! You must have an even dirtier mind than I remembered..! Don't think I didn't see you zone out!"

     I blush ,"Fuck you Dakota."