Date: Mon, 24 Feb 2003 08:19:49 -0800
From: thetuneminator TUNE <thetuneminator@msn.com>
Subject: Give Me Some Lovin  Part Three

           The next morning I woke with a huge boner and jacked off in the
shower. I took so long jacking off and getting ready that I missed the
morning bus so my mom had to give me a ride. My mom got me to school about
forty minuets before my bus would arrive so I decided to go into the band
room to get out of the cold. The band room was open and I was overjoyed to
see Ben practicing again. He was dressed in a red t-shirt and was wearing
blue jeans.
           I stood just inside the door saw that Ben was not alone he was
sitting next to or band teacher and they were playing together. I wondered
if Ben got to class early every day. I walked by and went to my seat. I
started to finish up some of my home work from the day before. I was
listening intently to all the band director was saying about the song they
were working on. I could tell very quickly that I was much better at
trumpet then Ben was...he had a very limited range of notes that he could
play with any consistency.
           After a few tries at a solo section Ben voiced to our teacher
his frustration about not getting it right and then looked over at me.
          " Hey BJ get out your trumpet and play this part with me."
          Ben didn't say it like he was asking me but more like he was
telling me. I didn't mind, I was happy he noticed me. I ran and got out my
trumpet and sat down in the chair next to him. The band teacher seemed to
be happy to have me help out. He said Ben would get a better idea of how it
should sound if more then one trumpet was playing. I did a quick warm-up
scale and told our teacher I was ready.
          We both went over the trumpet solo once and Ben messed up
again. The teacher noticed that I had played it with no mistakes and asked
if I would play it myself for Ben to listen to. I felt very
uncomfortable. I knew if I played it as well as I could Ben might get mad
at me for showing him up, but I wanted the teacher to realize how good I
truly was.
          I decided to play it with a few mistakes so as to not piss off
Ben. Our teacher then made us play it together again and Ben played it all
the way through with only a few wrong notes but at least it was timed
right. Our teacher smiled and we continued on with a few other solo
parts. Before I knew it the five minuet bell rang and our teacher got up to
get ready for class to start. When the teacher left Ben looked over at me
and grinned.
          I was a little mad that he didn't even thank me, but I was happy
anyway. As our teacher started with the roll I went back to my seat and Ben
went to his. I got out my band music and looked it over. I noticed out of
the corner of my eye that Ben was talking to another of the first trumpets
that sat next to me and before I realized it Ben had switched seats and was
sitting right next to me. I wasn't sure what to say. I could feel my face
getting red.
          " Are you happy to see me BJ?" he said.
          I was so flustered by his seat change that I wasn't sure what to
say.
          " Why did you switch?" I said.
          " Well you seem pretty good at trumpet and I figured I would get
your help, But if you tell anyone I'll beat your ass. I want you to come to
class early and practice my jazz band music with me. Is that Cool?". He
said.
          " I ride the bus" I said back in a dejected voice.
          " Where do you live." he said.
          " Out Jenson Road just past the tracks." I said.
          " I know where that's at. I can pick you up." He said without
looking at me.
          I wasn't sure what to say. After a second I said yes. I was so
excited. Ben didn't say anything else to me during band but when class
ended he said we would talk it over during Drama. I said O.K. and ran off
to my next class. As I walked to my next class I was so overwhelmed. If I
had understood it right Ben had just offered to pick me up for school in
exchange for help with his trumpet. The idea of riding in his car to school
was enough to get me harder then a rock I spent the next two classes
sitting hunched over my desk with a very uncomfortable boner in my jeans.
          In drama during role Ben told me he lived on east oak and that I
was on the way. He told me to be waiting out on the road early. I nodded my
head and we went back to listening to our teacher babble on about the
auditions for the school play. I was to busy undressing Ben with my
eyes. At one point during class Ben looked over at me and I diverted my
gaze, but when I looked back Ben had turned in his seat a little toward me
so I had a better look at is crotch. I wasn't sure if he had done it
intentionally or not but I was happy all the same. Class with Ben flew by
as usual and the bell rang. Ben left with out a word and I walked out into
the sun. I had by now staked out a bench in the courtyard that got a little
sun and also gave me a clear view of the campus. I had just set myself down
when out of the corner of my eye I saw Ben walking with that same blond
haired girl from the day before. Upon closer examination I saw that Ben's
hand was down the back of her pants and her hand was down the back of
his. I wondered what my hand would feel like down Bens pants and once again
I started to get hard. I could feel a little drop of precum soak through my
underwear. I spent fifth and sixth period envisioning my hand down Ben's
pant's and his down mine. I realized that we could never walk around campus
like that but it was fun to think about. I wished that I could be Ben's
girl friend.
          PE came and once again and Coach told us it would be short
again. He told us it would be like this most of the school year. He let us
know that he was also the football and soccer coach so he would have to
leave early some days for games and practice. He told us a note would be
posted on the locker room bulletin and that if it said game it meant that
we didn't have PE. That was great news for all of us. Today he just had us
run again. I tried to keep up with Ben but he was just to quick for me. He
finished way before me and I saw him run into the locker room. I finished
about five minuets later and walked back to the locker room. I figured Ben
had already changed and left but when I turned down our locker isle he was
still sitting with his towel wrapped around him. He looked up when I came
into view and he gave me a grin.
          I walked past him and fumbled with my locker again. I made it
look like I was having trouble and Ben stood and pushed me playfully
aside. I sat down on the bench. He seemed to have my locker combo memorized
and opened it with no trouble. I said thanks and he turned back to his own
locker. I was surprised to see him turn toward me and drop his towel. With
a lot of will power kept looking into my locker and not directly at his
cock. Ben pulled out some Blue briefs and pulled them up over his dick. I
looked over his direction like I was looking down the hall and my eyes
caught his. He was looking down at me...I could feel my dick rising. He
turned and grabbed a shirt. When he broke eye contact I risked a look at
his bulge. His dick was nicely outlined in his light blue colored Hanes
underwear. I sat there realizing I would have to put on my own street
clothes. I knew I was hard and didn't want Ben to see me hard. I decided to
just wear my PE clothes home. I grabbed my street clothes and started to
leave. Ben looked over at me.
          " Aren't you gonna change?" he said.
          " I'm gonna have my mom wash them for me." I said.
          " Well here" He threw me his sweets and a t-Shirt. " Wash mine
to." he said.
          " O.K." I said. I turned to leave. Just as I turned the corner
Ben called be. I turned around and stuck my head back around the
corner. Ben was standing with his jeans all must up you could still see his
package. He was looking straight at me as he buttoned up his jeans the rest
of the way as he buttoned he reminded me to be waiting on the road in the
morning. I couldn't speak, I was so hot so I just nodded my head and turned
to leave.
          As I waited out front for the late bus I held Bens old gym shirt
up to my nose and took a long sniff of it. I looked at his sweets and
something fell out of them I picked it up and quickly realized it was Ben's
jock strap...I was hard in a heart beat. Ben had left me his jock strap to
clean as well. I looked up to make sure no one was near by and put the jock
to my nose...It was still moist. Ben must have worn it during the run
around the track. I could smell his cock.
          Just then I saw my mom's car down at the end of the street. I put
the jock into my back pack and walked over to the curb. My mom tried to
talk to me about school but I told her I was tired and that I didn't want
to talk.
          As soon as I got home I put mine and Bens gym clothes in the
washer and ran up to my room. I locked the door. I pulled Ben's jock strap
out of my bag and held it to my nose again. I pulled off my shirt and
dropped my jeans to the floor. My boner was tenting out my boxers. I slid
my boxers down and flopped down onto my bed. I held the jock to my nose
with one hand and jacked my dick with the other. I thought about Ben being
naked next to me in gym today and thought about his balls bouncing in his
jock strap as we ran around the track. It didn't take me long to shoot my
load. It was the most explosive load I had ever had. It took me a moment to
get myself back under control. With out realizing it I wiped up my jizz
with Ben's jock and threw it into the corner. I quickly fell asleep.

End of Part Three any comments or advise on this story please write. Thanks