Date: Thu, 13 May 2004 01:10:42 +1000 (EST)
From: boy85au@yahoo.com
Subject: Robert and I

This story does not include much sex, well almost none at all, this is
about how I came to meet Robert,

Now how do I describe Robert? First off he is from England, so he has an
English accent, but not your typical English accent, I'm not sure where
exactly in England he is from but he has the hottest accent.

I met him through my best mate in the world, Chris, Chris and I have a
small sexual history but we was 10 or something at the time so it's
irrelevant. Chris was my best mate all through primary school and we was
suppose to be going to high-school together but he moved away, and though
he only moved an hour's drive away, we didn't speak through both our
high-school years. Some time after I left school he got in contact with me
and we arranged to meet, we became good friends again but I still didn't
know much about his life in Mandurah. After about 6mths I found out that he
had moved from near me to live with his dad, he did high school in Mandurah
and had a girl friend. That's about all I knew. One night I arranged to
stay at his place, he and his girl friend Courtney picked me up from my
house and we set of to Mandurah.

I just want to add in that me and Courtney have a history to, which is kind
of weird considering I'm gay, and Courtney and Chris are the only ones who
know, but things kind of happened between Courtz and I, and well yeah, any
way...

When we got to Mandurah we hooked up with some mates of Chris's, people
that I knew as well, and we hit the town, just driving around being dick
head's. We stopped off at the Pizza place in town where we met up with
another friend. Chris got a call on his mobile and I was chatting to Courtz
while he was chatting on his phone.

When he got off the phone he shouted out to us that Robert was meeting us
at the Pizza place and that we should hang around for him.

I had no idea who Robert was so I asked Courtney; she informed me that
Robert was Chris's step-brother. Well I had no idea that Chris had a step
brother. I knew he had a sister and a brother (whom I have a bit of a
history with as well, lol, I'm a bad lil boy), but I never knew about
Robert. So I confronted Chris. He informed me that besides Robert he also
had two step sisters. His dad had re-married an English woman who had
kids. I didn't bother me that I didn't know about them but I was drunk and
acting stupid.

We waited around for 20min and I was getting impatient. Then a guy, about a
year younger then me came running around the corner. In my world every
thing stopped, nothing meant any thing any more, I don't know why; I
couldn't place what had changed. Then I realized. It was Robert, he wasn't
exactly the hottest guy in the world but there was something about him that
made my heart skip a beat. Chris introduced me and his accent just made
matters worse.

Ok let me stop here, I started describing Robert at the beginning but kind
of went off track. Robert at the time I first met him was 16 years old, (I
was 17), Like I said, he was from England so he had that drop dead English
accent. He was about 5'7 tall with short dark blonde hair, blue eyes, deep
gold tan and a smile and body to die for. Even though he looked like the
kind of guy who would beat the crap out of you if you looked at him wrong,
once I heard him talk, I don't know, things just changed, and god he can
make you laugh. Man I hate trying to describe people.

Any way that was when I first met Robert, he hung out with us the rest off
the night and we all got pretty smashed. Courtney new the moment I met
Robert that I liked him, I don't know how, but Courtney seems to know
theses sort of things.

About 2mths after I first met Robert I arranged to stay at Chris's for the
weekend because his rent's were in England for 2mths so he and his bro had
the house to them self's. Well you can imagine it, when I got there at
Saturday lunch the place already had 15 people in it getting pissed. We
spent to whole night drinking and acting like idiots, it was excellent. I
slept on the couch that night. The Sunday morning, Chris, Robert and I hung
out all morning watching DVD's, Harry Potter and Monsters Inc. Robert was a
child at heart, we sat there making fun off the movies and acting like real
kids, it was fun. We started drinking again a bit latter and the next
morning I went home.

I didn't sleep all Sunday night so when I got home at 6am I was still half
pissed. Chris dropped me off on his way to TAFE so when I got home I went
to bed. I woke up at 11am to my mum telling me Chris was on the phone. I
took the phone off her and he asked if I wanted him to pick me up and I
could go back to his place. I said sure. I told my mum and that didn't go
down to well. She asked me when I would be home and I told her I didn't
know. I packed my bag again, had a shower and Chris picked me up at 3pm
after he finished TAFE.

We called to the bottle shop on the way to his place and grabbed a couple
of cartons of beer. We got to his place and shortly after a heap of people
turned up. Robert came home from work and got pissed with us. That night I
slept on the couch and Robert slept on the floor next to me.

Tuesday morning both the boys went to work so I cleaned the house up, and
it needed it, we had made a lot off mess. When they got home the 3 off us
got drinking again and it wasn't long before a few people turned up. That
night Robert and I slept in his room. There were two single beds in there
so I had one and he had the other. It was safe to say that I had fallen for
Robert, and trust me, I fell hard.

Wednesday was the same routine, we all got drunk. That night though Robert
disappeared. I heard some one say he was in his room with one of the girls
from the party. I thought nothing of it, then every so often people would
be saying things like "there having sex" and stuff like that. It didn't
bother me at first but after and hour I was blind drunk and I got mega
annoyed and left the house. I was gone for 4hrs, I wasn't sure where I was
going but I ended up down the beach. When I got fed up I headed back to
Chris's. I went into Roberts's room and crashed on the other bed.

Ok this is the cliff note's version of what happened over the next 3
days. We got drunk every night, I forgot about what people were saying
about Robert and the girl and we were still mates. On the Saturday night we
got pissed and decided to do something stupid. We got in Chris's car and
drove for about half an hour. We got to where we were going. We broke into
a shooting range. Just for some fun. We had a look around, acted stupid and
just had a good time. Then we saw a security car drive past were we had
parked. We waited for it to go and made a run for the car. We got in and
took off. We was 2min away when I realized we had forgotten Robert. I
panicked and told Chris to stop the car and meet me some where. I got out
the car and well any way, I went back for Robert, by the time I got there
the police had already started to arrive. Any way, I found Robert, we met
up with Chris but we got chased down the highway by the cops and got
busted. After an hour at the cop station Robert and I got off with warnings
and they held Chris over night, so Robert and I had to walk home.

Well the wrong people found out about our little adventure and I was kicked
out of the house by a neighbor and Robert had to stay at a relatives and
Chris at his bosses.

Well a week or two after all this went down I rang Chris and had a chat, he
came down to see me with Courtney, and I kind of told them Robert and I had
had sex. It wasn't true, I don't know why I said it, I think it just
sounded good at the time. So for 8mths they believed it no matter how many
times I told them it wasn't true.

I got over Robert, kind of any way. I hadn't seen him in months so I kind
of forgotten about him.

Chris and I still hung out, I got my license and went down there once a
month and got pissed, but never saw Robert. 2mths ago I went down there for
Chris's birthday, he was in his own place so we got really drunk. Robert
turned up and it got kind of tense. Neither of us said any thing to each
other, just "Hi". Courtz could fell the tension. After a while I announced
I was leaving. Courtz made Robert and I say a proper good bye and I drove
home.

2 weeks ago I went to Chris's because I hadn't seen him since his
birthday. I was there 20min and had 2 drinks when Robert turned up, I was a
bit nervous when he got there but when I realized every thing was fine we
started chatting, just acted casual, talked about shit and got really
drunk. Chris Robert and I decided to go for a walk, we walked for about
2hrs and after much mayhem and falling over we ended up back at Chris's
house.

We turned the music up and got drunker then I had ever been before, Robert
broke the table and I had the two of them lying on the floor as I poured
bourbon into their mouths, it was hell funny. Courtz arrived home from work
at about midnight and Chris was paralytic. She dragged him off to bed and
set a bed up in the spare room for me. Robert had his own room there as
well. We spent 10min in Roberts room just going through all his stuff and
then decided to go for a walk. We spent 20min in his wardrobe looking for
something weird to wear. When we decided to leave Courtz was in the kitchen
and we stopped to talk to her for a bit, when we said we was going for a
walk she looked at me funny, she though "a walk" meant "a fuck". We left
Chris place and started on our walk. We walked around Mandurah for an
hour. We stopped off at the mariner. You know the canal's with the water
front homes. We jumped over all the fences quietly so we didn't wake any
one up.

We found one house, 4 stories high, that had a boat out the front on the
water. We decided to sneak on the boat to see what was on it. After 10min
of looking around we found the bedroom and decided to lie down for a
bit. We chatted for an hour about were he came from and what he wants to do
when he is older and talked a bit about me.

As we was lying there I noticed something strange, his leg kept
twitching. I asked him why it did that, he told me it had done it for year,
every so often it just twitches while he is lying down. I stuck my hand one
his leg to feel the twitch. I kept laughing and telling him he was a
freak. After a while I opted to massage his leg, to see if I could stop the
twitch. He agreed. I massaged his leg for a bit and asked him how he liked
it. He said it was great and told me that he had never had a massage before
in his life, so I offered to give him one. I told him to roll on his
stomach and I started with his shoulders. I massaged him for a while and he
loved it. After a while I gave up and told him my hands were hurting. We
had a smoke.

Because I had given him a massage he had his shirt off. After the smoke I
started to casually rub his neck, shoulders and a bit on his chest. Just
pretending I was massaging him. I was so nervous. One of my hands casually
brushed past one of his nipples and I commented on how hard they were. I
lay back down on the bed and just stared into space. I didn't know what to
do; I wasn't sure if he was letting me touch him because he wanted me to or
because he thought it was innocent. For about ten minutes he kept on
commenting on how hard his nipples were. I told him that playing with your
nipple was supposed to get you off. He said he didn't know that. I could
hear his breathing getting heavier and decided he must be playing with
them. I was so hard. I put my hand back on his knee and asked if his leg
was still twitching. He said it was and I could feel it. I didn't move my
hand though, I just kept it there. After a minute I slowly and casually
moved my hand further up his leg until it was about half way up his
thigh. His breathing was getting harder. I moved my hand up further. I was
right to the top of his thigh. He wears his pants really low so I moved my
hand over to the crutch of the jeans. My heart was pounding and his
breathing was getting heavier. I casually started to squeeze the crutch of
his pants and moving back to his thighs.

Then all of a sudden like a bolt of lighting he turned to his side, reached
over and stuck his hands into my pants and grabbed my cock and started to
wank it. I was in shock. I would like to say I was in heaven but I had no
idea what had just happened. Acting on impulse I started to thrust into his
hand and moved my body closer to his and threw one of my legs over him and
bent over and kissed him. He returned it at first and then pulled away. I
wasn't bothered. I took his hand off my cock and worked my tongue down his
body and paid extra attention to his nipples. While I was working on his
nipples I moved my hand down his body until I found his hard cock through
his boxer shorts. I stroked it through the material and leaned in to him
again and whispered in his ear if he was sure about this. He told me he
wasn't but he let me continue any way. I got up and started to undo his
belt. As I unbuckled it he told me to stop.

My heart sank. I don't know if I was pissed off or upset or what. He told
me he couldn't do it, and I did totally understand, it's a hard thing being
straight all your life and going as far as he did with another guy. He told
that he wasn't ready and to give him a while and we will try again. We
talked it over lightly and then let the subject go. We got dressed and left
the boat. It was 5am when we got back to Chris's and I offered to drive
Robert home so he could get ready for work and I dropped him off and left
for home.

The week following that I was very ill. I don't know if I got the flu
because I was out all night in the cold, or it was alcohol related or
because of what happened, and the fact I couldn't understand what happened.
I have been with a few guys but this was different. He wasn't the first
straight guy I had been with who told me to stop but with Robert it
affected me differently. I didn't eat all that week and I spent all my time
in my room with my radio on. I wasn't upset, I was just really confused.

I still haven't spoken to Robert or seen him but I'm better now. I still
really want to see him to see were we stand. I don't expect to talk to him
about it but I want to see him just to make sure every thing is cool.



I'm sorry there wasn't much sex in this story, and I'm sorry that I rambled
on a bit but some times it is just good to see it written down.

Thanks for reading.  I will keep every one informed of what happens.

If you want to e-mail me you can on boy85au@yahoo.com