The Untold Dream

Part Nine: ALAN & OSCAR

ALAN: Okay, let me just talk about what happened while he was gone.

AFTER OSCAR LEFT...

Alan sits on the couch, embarrassed by his actions. The scent of Oscar's cologne still lingers in the air close to Alan. Alan downcasts his eyes.

ALAN: You fucking idiot. Now he knows you're into him and that you're not straight.

Alan gets up and grabs the bottles of beer to set them on the counter in the kitchen.

IN ALAN'S RESTROOM...

Alan drops his clothes the floor and steps over them, he slides open the shower curtain, lifting each leg as he enters. In the shower Alan just stands there, the water hitting his naked body. He closes his eyes.

ALAN: I don't want to seem creepy, but I imagined Oscar there with me. It wasn't really lustful or anything, I guess, one could say sensual. I imagined his touch; what it would feel like having his fingers run up my body as he softly kisses my neck.

Oscar puts his hands around Alan's stomach. One hand remains where it is as the other movies to his thigh. Alan imagines Oscar's bare body against the back of his. The warm shower water hits both of them, running down both their bodies.

OSCAR: Do you like that?

ALAN: Yes.

Oscar kisses Alan's neck. Being Alan's "spot," it prompts Alan to release a pleasurable sigh. Oscar's hand runs up Alan thigh, pelvis, torso, neck, and to his mouth. Oscar puts his index finger by Alan's mouth.

OSCAR: I want you to suck on it.

Alan slowly opens his mouth and Oscar's finger enters, but just to the second joint from the tip. Oscar slowly removes his finger and it goes down towards Alan's bosom.

OSCAR: Do you want it?

Alan nods his head sightly. Oscar slowly sticks his lubed finger inside of Alan. Alan takes a deep inhale as he does this.

OSCAR: Do you like your body?

ALAN: Do you?

OSCAR: I'm asking you. Yes or no?

Alan hesitates.

ALAN: No.

Alan opens his eyes, and it is just him inside the shower. He repeats himself again as if he's still talking to Oscar.

ALAN: No.

And faintly he begins to cry.

IN ALAN'S HOUSE...

Alan enters his bedroom. He sets down the damp towel, walks to his dresser, applies his deodorant, and puts on a t-shirt.

ALAN: Alexa, play Lana Del Rey.

His echo dot lights up responding to his request.

ALEXA: Now playing Lana Del Rey from Amazon Music.

Slowly, "Young and Beautiful" by Lana Del Rey fades in. At that moment, Alan hears the knock at the door. He walks to the front door and opens it. Outside is Oscar.

OSCAR: Holy shit, he actually answered.

ALAN: Oscar?

Oscar takes a few seconds to catch his breath. In the meantime, they look at one another.

OSCAR: Alan...

ALAN: Is everything alright?

OSCAR: I'm gay and I like you. I've liked you for a while now.

OSCAR: I admitted it.

ALAN: He admitted it.

Alan just looks at Oscar then kisses him. They enter Alan's house and shut the door.

OSCAR: Let's see where this goes.

Still kissing, Alan and Oscar enter Alan's bedroom. As they enter, Alan turns off the lights and they fall back on the bed.

OSCAR: Should I ask him if he's gay or would this be bad timing? Eh, I'll wait.

Oscar grabs the edge of his shirt and pulls it off. He tosses it onto the ground and slowly grabs the end of Alan's shirt.

ALAN: Shit. No.

Alan goes to grab Oscar's hands but misses and accidentally grabs his crotch.

ALAN: Oh my fuck.

OSCAR: And I thought I was moving too fast.

Alan starts to laugh. Oscar nervously follows along.

OSCAR: What are we laughing at?

ALAN: I meant to grab your hand, not your dick.

Oscar smiles and goes for a second attempt at removing Alan's shirt.

ALAN: No.

Oscar lets go of it.

OSCAR: Everything okay? We can stop if you want.

ALAN: No, everything's fine. I just- I'm a little insecure about my stomach.

OSCAR: Why?

ALAN: I'm fat.

OSCAR: Bullshit.

Oscar slides his hand under Alan's shirt. They maintain eye contact while he does so.

OSCAR: Can I take it off now?

Alan nods and Oscar does so with the help of Alan. Alan sits up with Oscar in his lap. There they are for the first time, both very into one another, together with their bare chests touching. Their lips meeting halfway giving both Alan and Oscar an experience they never had before. The tension between them is sensual, passionate, something meaningful, as opposed to a casual, lustful teen hookup.

Alan slowly undoes Oscar's pants.

ALAN: Okay, this is actually happening.

OSCAR: Not how I thought I'd be losing my virginity.

A FEW MOMENTS LATER...

Oscar sits with his back against the wall. Alan, leaned against him, has his eyes closed. Oscar brushes his hand through Alan's hair gently.

OSCAR: I don't want to assume, but I'm going to assume you're gay.

Alan sits up to face Oscar. He smirks.

ALAN: Gay for you.

Oscar laughs. Oscar places his hand under Alan's chin and brings him closer.

ALAN: And I forgot to tell you... I like you too.

Oscar smiles and kisses Alan.

OSCAR: This is going to be amazing.