Date: Fri, 11 Dec 1998 07:55:57 PST
From: JACKIN BOY <robjcn@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bob and Rob Part 5
 
This story is an erotic story involving a boy/boy realtionship. If you are
disturbed by this, please don't read any further. Also if you are under the
age of 18, don't (HA) read any further.

This is a story based on true events from my own life.

Thanks to a very special friend fot the help on this one. You know who you
are! Thanks! 


Bob & Rob
Part V
By Jackin Boy

 	I woke up early the next day, anticipating the days' events. I just
layed there in the bed daydreaming about Bob. I envisioned every feature
about him in my mind. His brown hair with just the right amount of curl to
make him look so cute. His beautiful green eyes that just captivated me
every time I looked into them. His high cheekbones that seem to have been
created to highlight those eyes. The dimple he would get in his right cheek
when he smiled. His little button nose that turned up slightly at the
tip. His nose was so cute!!! How could he love someone like me, with my
long nose and sunk in cheeks. I wish I wasn't so damn skinny. I sometimes
felt so homely. I don't know why I believe all the things people day about
me when they make fun of me. "Hey skin and bones!" they say. "If you
stood sideways and stuck your tongue out, you would look like a zipper", is
another one. Or how about "You have to run around in the shower to get
wet".

The only thing that makes me kind of cool now is the fact that I have a
car. I worked a lot of summers mowing lawns and doing odd jobs to save up
to get this car. It took a long time, but I finally saved up enough. I even
had some money left over to fix it up. A 1968 Chevelle SS with a 396 big
block and a turbo 400 tranny. It was my dream car! I put Centerline wheels
with B.F.Goodrich T/A radials on it. Then I added headers and thrush
mufflers and installed a Crane 3/4 lift cam. I Had it painted a metal flake
blue. I also raised the back end slightly and put some traction bars on.
Then I installed a B&M shift kit and 3000 stall converter. It is one bad
machine if I don't say so myself. Some guys called it a "babe magnet",
which is probably why I alwars had the girls chasing me. Some times it can
be a royal pain in the ass!.

After taking a shower, getting dressed and chowing down som Cheerios, I
headed out the door and got in my car. After turning the the car over a few
times (I pulled a wire off of the coil the night before) I tuned off the
key and went back in the house. "Dad, can I use the truck, the Chevelle
wont start?" I called out. "Sure Son, go ahead. The keys are hanging on the
rack", my Dad called out from his room. "Uh - Son?" My Dad called. "Yeah
Dad?" I answered. "It may need some gas" "I'll put some in" I yelled back.
"Good deal, Son".

	I grabbed the keys and headed out to the truck. It is a 1975 Chevy
3/4 ton with a 454 engine. It is a two tone "Grecian Bronze" with cream
colored highlights. I turned the key and it started right up with a
rumble. My Dad also had dome some "work" to this engine. So it also was a
pretty fast truck.

I headed for school and strategically parked it at the end of the parking
lot for an easy exit. I figured Bob and I could make up excuses to get out
of 7th period early.  I headed out to the gym and went to the locker room
to change and take an early swim before class begun. I had swimming for
Phys Ed which was my 1st period. I took off my clothes and slipped into my
Speedos. They really did a good job highlighting my 5-inch-in-the-slack
dick. I often would see a lot of the girls and some of the guys checking it
out during class. Sometimes I would have to concentrate on not getting a
hard on, as Speedos do not do a very good job of concealing anything. I
dived into the briskly cold water and started to do a few laps. As I was
finishing my third lap, I noticed someone standing at the edge of the pool,
watching me. I stopped at the end of the pool and layed my arms over the
edge to hold myself up while I caught my breath.

"Do you take early an early morning swim often?"

I tuned to look at who was there. It was Chris, a new guy this year in
swimming.

"Once in a while. It kind of helps to clear my mind" I answered.

"Hmmm, maybe I should try it sometime" Chris said.

"Then go ahead and get suited up" I answered.

"I think I will!", he said as he headed towards the locker room to change.

Just then, the rest of the class came out of the locker room and started
jumping in the pool to start their warm up laps. Damn!, I thought to
myself. I didn't realize it was so late. I wanted some time alone with
Chris in the pool. Oh well, maybe I can get chris to start early with me
tomorrow.

I swam a few more laps while I waited for Chris to come out. A few minutes
later Chris came out in his Speedos, ready to swim.

Chris walked out the door, I thought I was gonna die.  He had the most
gorgeous body in the whole fucking world.  He was 5'-11" tall with the most
complete 6-pac and a huge package to go with it.  Damn it must have been at
least 7 1/2 inches long.  He also had brown hair with blonde highlights and
blue eyes.  He was the talk of the school.  All the girls loved those
eyes...But was he straight...or.....was he BI.  I had to find out.  Could
it be possible that the two most hottest guys in the school were both gay.

As Chris walked out of the locker room all the guys yelled for him to come
and swim in there lane.  He just smiled and then he started walking down
the lanes and he stopped directly at my lane.  I flipped over on to my back
to check him out some more.  Yep he's still fine, I thought.

After a few minutes of him chatting with the other guys he jumped into the
water and swam up to me and said, "Hey...My name is Chris ...whats yours?"
"My name is Rob.  (Are you gay?????)".  Shit I didn't say that out loud did
I... okay good he didn't notice.  As we talked on I started to get a hard
on because his lips reminded me of Bob.  Damn I love that kid so much...  I
wonder what Bob thinks about Chris.

Just then, Mr. Dopf, the swim coach, blew his whistle for the class to
assemble together, so Chris and I swam together to join the rest of the
class by the shallow end of the pool. As I swam behind Chris, I noticed the
most beautiful firm ass cheeks bobbing up out of the water. Whoa, man! I
got an instant hard-on seeing those firm buns just within my reach. I had
to control myself to keep from reaching out and grabbing a handfull!

Coach Dopf explained to the class that today we would learn Water Safety
First Aid. He told us to each pair up with a buddy. It just seemed natural
for Chris and I to look at each other at the same time.

"Buddy?", Chris said to me as he looked at me with those bluer-than-the-sky
eyes of his.

"S-ssure!", I stammered. Damn! there I go again, getting all hot and
bothered again.... and fuck!, I still had a raging hard-on from looking at
his ass a few minutes ago.

Coach Dopf then talked a while about water safety and how to save a
drowning person (bla bla bla).

Coach then told us to practice life saving techniques with our
"buddies". Each of us was to be the drowning victim. Chris and I decided
that I would be the first "victim". So I swam out to the deep end... out of
the corner of my eye I could have sworn I saw Chris checking my ass out!.

I then began flailing my arms about yelling in my best southern belle
accent, "Haelp! Save mae! Save mae!"

"I'm a comin' Scarlet!", Chris joked back

Chris swam out to me, got behind me and wrapped one arm around my chest and
pulled me close to him. He began swimming towards the pool edge, and I
could have swore he purposefully rubbed his crotch up against me a few
times in the process. I was instantly hard just from having him so close to
me. I could feel his warm breath against my neck. I had to fight the urge
to reach over and kiss him right on the lips. Once we reached the edge og
the pool, Chris pulled me up and laid me on my chest with my waist hanging
over the edge and my legs dangling in the water. Then he slapped me on the
ass as he got out of the pool. It stung a bit, but at the same time was oh
so sensual. Then Chris pulled me the rest of the way out of the pool and
then straddled me, sitting on my ass and pushing up on my back with his
hands as if he was pumping the water out of my lungs. My semi-hard dick was
being pushed into the pavement from the weight of him on me. Then he got
off me and helped me up as he whispered in my ear, "Yes.. I am gay". My
dick jumped! He did hear me, and he is gay! the two most beautiful guys in
school were gay. It was just too good to be true!

"I--I think you had better get in the pool, Rob" Chris said, looking down
at my hard dick trying to release itself from the confines of my Speedos.

"Yeah, I guess I had better". So I quickly jumped back into the pool, and
Chris followed me.

Once back in the pool, Chris swam over to me and reached under the water
and grabbed my crotch. A shockwave ran through my body. "My turn to
drown!", Chris said as he swam out to the center of the deep end.

As Chris flailed his arms about as if he was drowning, I swam out to him ti
"save" him. I wrapped my right arm around his torso and in the process I
"accidentally" rubbed against his crotch. It felt like he had a semi in his
Speedos. I started swimming back to towards the edge, allowing his backside
to rub against my crotch a few times as he bobbed in the water. When we got
to the edge, I released him and he grabbed on to the edge. He looked around
the pool, and seeing that everyone was busy with their lifesaving
practices, Chris reached for my crotch and started rubbing my dick through
my speedos. My dick was instantly hard again. He rubbed faster and faster
while checking out the scene to be sure no one noticed. Then he pulled down
on the elastic of my Speedos and my cock popped out and stood straight out.
He placed the elastic band under my sac so my dick and balls were exposed.
He began stroking my cock, bringing me closer to the orgasm that was
already brewing in my loins. As he picked up the pace, I could feel my
balls pull up close to my body. Within seconds I was shooting my load into
the water. "Uuuggh", I moaned as quietly as I could. Chris then squeezed
the remaining cum from my dick and put my dick and balls back in my
speedos. We then swam away from where my cum was floating on top of the
water.

Just as I was ready to "return the favor", I heard Coach blow his whistle
and yell for us to hit the showers. "Damn!, I guess I'll have to give you
yours later", I said to Chris."There is always tomorrow! I'll meet you here
for an early swim tomorrow before class" Chris said with a smile. Then we
all headed for the showers to change. Chris' locker was on the block
accross from mine, so I could occasionally get a glimps of his firm ass, or
his huge cock from across the room. He looked so awsome! His dick must have
beenat least 6 inches in the slack! But I did feel a bit guilty because I
did love Bob, but this was just sex, with Bob it was different. I couldn't
wait until lunch when I could see Bob again.

At morning break I went to the snack bar and bought enough food to feed an
army. I wish Bob had the same morning break as I did. (There were two
morning breaks and two lunch periods as our school was quite large.) I
chowed down my food and headed to my next class. As I was walking down the
hall, I felt two hands come up behind me and cover my eyes. "Guess who?",
said a scratchy tenor voice that could only be....

"Bob! you crazy nut", I exclaimed. He let go of my eyes and came around the
front of me.

"Meet me at the drama room at lunch, I have a surprise for you! Did you
eat?"

"Yeah, a bunch" "I answered.

"Good, cause we will need the whole lunch period to do what we have to
do!", He said simultaneously grabbing my crotch, causing my dick to begin
to rise.

"Dammit Bob, be careful" I said, hoping to God that no one seen him
grabbing me, even if it did feel good.

"Ah don't worry, everyone is busy going to there classes to notice", He
said, grabbing me again.

"Man you are a horny fuck today, Bob!"

"You know it, lover. My dick has been hard for you all morning!"

"So has mine" I answered. Well that was partly true. My dick was hard a
good part of the morning.

"Okay, I'll see you at lunch..don't be late" Bob said, walking back the way
he came, grabbing a hanfull of my ass as he went.

There I was, standing in the middle of the hallway with a hardon. And since
I was wearing boxers and loose jeans, It just stuck out for all the worls
to see. 'Damn you Bob' I thought to myself. It is a good thing I had my
books with me!. So I covered my mid-section with my books and walked to
class. I couldn't wait until lunch. I spent the next two classes dreaming
about what Bob had in store for me at lunch, with a constant hard-on the
whole time. I wish lunch would hurry up and get here.......

End of part V

Sorry to leave you all hangin', but you know I love it!!  Any questions,
comments, constructive criticizm are welcome E-mail me at
robjcn@hotmail.com or jcnrob@netscape.net

Coming soon-- Part VI Lunch