Date: Thu, 15 Mar 2012 09:19:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Toby <tobysurfer@yahoo.com>
Subject: my-summer-with-dad-8

Monday at school I was leaving my locker and heading towards first period
when I passed Jack in the hall. Hi Mr. Shaw I said with a smile.  Hey Buddy
was all he said and didn't look my way at all.  The day was dragging and
finally it was my last class.  I took my normal seat and Mr. Shaw was
passing out pop quiz tests. He said he wanted to see how much we retained
so far this year.

Bummer, 200 questions to answer, this was going to take most of the class
time.  I looked up a couple times, but Jack was reading at his desk and
didn't seem to notice me starring.

I dove in and started the test.  I raced through with confidence that I
made a good grade and tried to get his attention.

The bell rang and Mr. Shaw stood at the door and collected the exams.  I
waited to be last and handed him my test and asked if he had time to
talk. "No, Buddy actually I'm due for conference with other teachers
today". Was it a History question? No, um I wanted to see if were on
Saturday for the football practice? He walked away with the stack of papers
and said, No I think not. I left and felt like shit.

Tuesday was the same drill, Jack had us read chapters out loud and
discussed the work, and he never called on me for reading or discussion and
answers.  The only thing that kept me happy was the fact my 15th Birthday
was Sunday and my Dad should be home soon.

All week was the same old same old, Jack not making eye contact with me and
I figured he was mad at himself for what happened with us on that rainy
day.  I didn't care it was Friday and I couldn't wait for the weekend, my
Birthday and Dad coming home.

I got home after school and was eating a snack when the phone rang. Hello?
Hey Buddy, it's Dad. Dad I yelled with joy.  Are you on your way home? No,
Son I got to stay and get this job finished. I know it's your Birthday and
I have a big surprise for you, but you and Mom are on your own this
weekend.  I felt sick and asked Dad "when are you coming home"?  He sighed
and said "I got probably four-five weeks left here.  Mom will call me
Sunday when your gift from me arrives. Yes, Sir. Love ya, bye.

Sunday afternoon Mom and I were hanging out and I opened her gifts to me,
all clothes except some surfboard wax when she said "your friend Gabe is on
his way over here".  He is, why? You said I wasn't having a party because
you didn't feel up to my friends being over.  Well, just Gabe is dropping
off something for your Dad.

The doorbell rang and I rushed to the door and Gabe was standing there with
a new surfboard.  I was so happy and surprised! Gabe said, "your Dad mailed
me the money for me to go buy this for your Birthday, you lucky son of
a..... GUN (he almost said bitch, but saw Mom)!  Dude, you rock! Come in
come in! I was checking out the board and Mom got Dad on the phone and I
thanked him so much, this gift was so expensive, I saved two years for my
old board and this was signed by a champion surfer!  Gabe said; surfs up
Bro see you in half hour? I looked at Mom and she said "Happy Birthday, go
have fun". Yes!  Monday I got up early 5:00AM and caught some waves before
school with my new toy! I was clock watching the last period and Jack was
in his usual routine of ignoring me and not looking my direction. The bell
rang and I was out like lightening to get to the beach.

I surfed after school all week and now it was Thursday and we had a History
test, nothing hard we had this test every Thursday on the chapters we were
on. I had a plan and wanted to see if I could get Jacks attention. I
deliberately marked all the wrong answers on the test. He gave us the
results on Fridays.

Friday last period and Jack passed out the tests; I flipped mine over and a
BIG RED A+ with a circle around it! What the ......FUCK I thought!  OK, I
had another idea. I took out a sheet of paper and wrote in big letters
covering the entire sheet and then folded it into a small square: JACK Meet
me at the picnic tables Saturday 12:00 Sharp!  Buddy The bell rang and I
dillydallied and was the last to leave and walked up to Jack and said "here
Mr. Shaw, I found this on the floor "and handed it to him and walked out.

Saturday I was at the park early and hoped Jack would show up. I didn't
have a watch on, but I had been there a good hour and was thinking he was a
no show when I saw him jogging around the trails. I took off after him on
my bike.

Jack, glad you made it I said.  He stopped jogging and caught his breath
and said, "Look Buddy what happened should not have ever happened and I
deeply regret it". I said, you're still worried about that? I've forgotten
all about that!  Listen OK, then we don't do that again, but I need you to
teach me on football. I'm sure your Dad can help you, oh and by the way I
wouldn't fall for you getting every single question wrong on the exam. Jack
looked pissed and he asked, why did you do that?  I wanted you to talk to
me again and look at me and..... See this is what I mean Buddy. Do you feel
that way about your other teachers? Hell no, they're all old pigs and dogs.
Jack laughed and tried not to smile, but he and I started laughing hard!
Hey, I have a business proposition for you, I said. Oh yeah, what's that?
Let me guess you're going to mark the answers right on your next test? Yes,
of course I will, I'm serious here. Ok What then? Let's go cool off and get
some water first. We slowly walked the trail back to the park talking small
talk and both got a drink of water and found an empty picnic table and
caught a squat.

I really want to try and get good enough for football next year. You're
serious, he asked. Yes! Well Buddy, you're ...... well, you need a lot of
work. I know I do. And..... And What? You're small framed for
football. Well, that I can't help. Sure you can, OK I'll help you. Now,
what's the business part? Then he bent over and whispered NO SEX! Of course
not... I'll teach you to surf.  He burst out laughing.

You said that day we got rained out you would like to learn.... Well, I'm
damn good! I would say I know more about teaching surfing than you can
teach about football. OK Mr. Surfer Man, you're on, he said.  Stay here,
I'll use your bike and go get the football.

Jack came back and we ran drills all afternoon.  We were sitting on the
picnic tables catching our breath and I said we got a couple hours of
daylight, meet me at the beach, north side of the pier and watch me. I'm
going to ask you questions and see if you notice what I'm talking about.

 After an hour of busting waves I got out, dried off and ask Jack some
questions. It was like a foreign language.  Jack smiled and said see,
teaching isn't easy, but I enjoyed watching you! "OK you and me at the
beach 5:30 tomorrow morning! Why so early, Jack said. Because, the tide
changes around that time and the waves are up with decent swells.

Come by my house and pick me up, I have my old board for you to use.  We
will go about a mile north of down town to save you the embarrassment of
the other surfers. My friends will run you over out there by the pier if
you don't know what you're doing.

I woke up shut my alarm off and brushed my teeth and put my swimsuit on,
rushed downstairs and got the boards and sure enough Jack was waiting
outside for me. He drove a small pick-up truck and we loaded the boards and
took off.

Did you tell your mother who you were surfing with? No, she's at work;
she's a nurse and pulls all-nighters at the hospital sometimes, she won't
be home till 11. Besides, she doesn't care with whom or when I surf.  We
got to the beach and I sprayed sun-block on Jacks back and he mine and we
did the rest of our own bodies.

I had him wax his board while I waxed mine and went over a few basics while
we were still on land. I had him attach his board to his ankle. We paddled
out and to my surprise he got out ok. The ocean was somewhat calm, which
was good for a beginner. We had a few quite calm moments, so I asked him
"OK Jack why did you freak out on me with the blow-job"?  I got nervous
that the school would somehow find out. Well it won't be from me and I know
you're not going to let them know, so just relax Jack.  He changed the
subject and we talked surfing.

We sat on the boards and waited for the waves. The sun was just peaking up
and I told Jack to ride the waves on his belly, but to watch my technique
to get up on the board. .

An hour later we switched and I wanted to see if he could get up and warned
him to block his face once he fell off the board with his arm because the
surfboard would pop back and hit him in the face. He caught a wave and
wiped out almost immediately.

Several more attempts and he told me he was exhausted.  He stayed out and
went over the waves before they broke to rest up.  I said ok we go together
this time, remember when you showed me how to throw the football, well it's
basically the same principle.  You become the board and the keep your eye
on the wave, not your board.

I'll be damned, he actually caught a wave and stood up and rode it for a 20
seconds. He looked like a statue, but hey he rode the wave. We ended on the
high note and I called it a day. We got back to my house before 9am and
unloaded the boards and washed them off with the hose.

I invited Jack in for something to eat and drink.  We sat at the kitchen
and he said how exhausted he was and how much harder surfing is than what
it looks.  Yeah, I said same as football with me, but were both going to be
good one day. Jack smiled and said "what a rush standing up on that
board". You're going to have a hell of a ride once you get better I said.

I stood up and said "I'm taking a shower and get the sand off me, want to
join me"? Jack just shook his head and smiled and said no.  I pulled my wet
shorts off and walked away. I got upstairs and turned on the water to hot
and waited till it warmed up and got in and pulled the shower curtain
closed.

I heard three little knocks on the wall. I looked through the shower
curtain crack and saw Jack totally nude with a hard on. I said "get in here
already"! He got in and we kissed passionately.  He pushed me around and
grabbed my hands and put them against the shower wall. I could feel him
kissing the back of my neck and he ran his tongue down my back to my ass
crack. With the water rushing down my body he took the soap and soaped up
my back and ass and washed me.  I took the shampoo and washed my hair.
Jack spun me around and washed my front and took his soapy hand around my
throbbing cock and started stroking. I put my arms around his neck and
started kissing him again.

He slide down and put my hard wet cock in his mouth and started sucking.
It wasn't long and I was ready to blow my load. I'm cumin I screamed and
Jack sucked harder. I blew my load in his mouth.

Jack swallowed.

I caught my breath and got on my knees and stated sucking Jacks hard hairy
cock.  Jack was close and he pulled out and squirted cum on my face and
chest. We washed each other off and Jacks nerves got the best of him and he
bolted out the door half wet.

Sunday I woke up 5:00AM and rode my bike over the bridge to Jacks house. I
rang the doorbell and waited.... I knocked hard! Jack came to the door half
asleep and said "Buddy, what the fuck are you doing here in the middle of
the night"?  It's not the middle of the night, come on- time to go hit some
waves! Jack walked away and left the door open.  I went in and shut the
door. He was standing scratching his head with squinted eyes and said "I'm
going to go back to bed for a few hours" and walked towards the hall and
shut the lights out. Then said, "You coming, Buddy"?  Hell yes, I
said. Jack had a double bed and we both got in.

Jack had on boxers and I had on my swim suite.  It was still warm, but not
miserably hot and Jack had a fan going and his windows open.  It was dark
in his room and I pulled the Velcro fly and pulled my swim trunks off and
crawled in bed.

Jack took his hand and traced my nipples with his finger and I got a major
woody. I felt down and Jack still had his boxers on, so I found his fly and
put my hands inside and found his hairy semi-hard cock and started rubbing.

Jack leaned over and started sucking my nipple and slightly biting it,
which was getting me so hot. He crawled on top of me and kissed me
passionately.  Jack was sweating and I rubbed the sweat off his forehead
and whispered "I want you".

Jack rolled over and pulled his boxers off I started sucking his balls. He
pulled me around and we sucked each other in the 69 position.  I was
getting close when Jack pulled back and said "slow down".  He got up and
opened the drawer and pulled out a condom and a tube of lube.

Jack sat on the side of the bed and opened the condom with his teeth and to
my surprise rolled it over my cock. I got so horny that I was getting
dizzy.  He handed me the lube and got on his stomach.  I put some lube on
my finger and stuck it in his hole.

I squirted lube on my cock and crawled on top of Jack and slide my dick
inside him and started pumping.  Now I was sweating and started licking the
back of Jacks neck.  He was raising his butt up higher and higher and then
got on all fours and I was pumping as fast I could go.

I told jack I was getting close and he said "cum on my back Buddy". I
pulled out and pulled off the condom and squirted a big load all over Jacks
back and in his hair.  Jack was still on all fours and I reached my hand
under him and started stoking him hard. He screamed out "fuck yeah, I'm
Cuming".

We caught our breath and snuggled up to each other and fell asleep in the
cum soaked sheets.  I woke up and the sun was blazing into Jacks room.  I
heard the shower going and walked out into the hall and knocked on the
door.

Jack said "get in, I'll wash you up".  We had a great shower together and I
actually got hard again, but Jack said maybe later.  I told Jack I was
starving and he said "yeah, me too, it's 11:30"! Wow, we slept that long?
Yes, we did, I'll make us a big breakfast.

We never got to surf that day or football practice, instead we hung out at
Jacks house watched TV, talked, I helped him clean up and of course we
fucked two more times, he fucked me and I fucked him twice.  This was going
to be one hot school year! I had Dad coming home soon and my hot school
teacher to play with.