The Coño Boy 1 & 2: Love What You Will

Chapter Eight: Slow-Motion + Sexy Music + Guys in Swimming Trunks

We made it to the college sports complex about 6:45.

Luckily wala pa si Coach Bok pero looks like the guys from our class are there na getting ready. Yung varsity swim team naman nasa pool na. Binabasa ko pa sa board yung instructions ni coach na "Shower, Swim Trunks, Shower, Warm-up- " when I felt Joaquin grab me by the arm papunta sa locker area.

Joaquin: Quickly, Dude. Baka Coach will be here any minute na.
Me: Okay.

We went inside the locker area tapos I started to take off my clothes and get changed into my swim trunks.

Joaquin: You seem awfully quiet.

Medyo na-delay yung response ko sa kanya. I turned my back kay Joaquin while I put my towel around my waist so I can remove my underwear para masuot yung trunks.

Me: Huh? Me?
Joaquin: Is there anyone else here na kausap ko?
Me: No kaya.

Obviously, slightly nahihiya ako sa kanya for some strange reason. Well, not really strange. Alam naman nating lahat yung nangyari, di ba?

Me: Hindi lang ako morning person.

I crack him a smile.

Joaquin: Nag-breakfast ka na?

Me: Did I look like nakapag-breakfast ako running out of the house kanina? Not even coffee.

I turn around at naka-towel na rin lang siya. Sa isang tingin ko pa lang sa body niya, who needs breakfast? Busog na ako, swear.

Joaquin: Let's hit the shower na.

I followed him papunta sa shower room. At least may cubicles yung shower room. Nalimutan ko i-check the last time I was here. Naco-conscious pa naman ako pag mga communal showers lang ang facilities na meron. I rinsed myself under the shower. I rememberx something about pool etiquette that you have to rinse or shower before you get into the pool and after.

Joaquin: Dude, you done?

Me: Yup.

Sagot ko while drying off palabas ng cubicle.

Joaquin: Let's go.

Nag-start na siya maglakad towards the locker area. Yung white towel around his waist tied so tight na bakat yung butt niya as he walked away. Breakfast and dessert? Stop it, Sean! Arghhhh! Why me?

Me: Go ahead, kunin ko lang yung attendance sheet for class.

Buti na lang ginawa ko yung attendance sheet at pina-print sa media center in between nung classes ko the other day or else mapapagalitan ako ni Coach Bok as it was his instruction the last time.

Pagdating ko sa pool area, wala pa rin si Coach Bok. I approached my classmates sa may benches beside the pool. Might as well get this attendance sheet over with.

Me: Uhm Guys, attendance ha. Sign-up na lang.

Okay, medyo rare lang mangyayari sa buhay ko yung susugurin ako ng isang group of guys wearing only their swim trunks so maybe I should enjoy this, huh. Looking at my classmates, they're not bad at all. I mean, they're a pretty good looking bunch. Siguro nagpa-casting ang mga angels sa heaven nung nag-decide si God na I need to enroll in this P.E. Class this semester.

I leave the attendance sheet and the pen with the guys so they can finish with it.

Wait, where's Joaquin?

I look around and the bleachers and wala rin siya. I turn towards the pool and there he was...

You know yung scene sa mga movies na parang slow motion with sensual saxophone music?
This was that moment.