Date: Sat, 31 Aug 2013 02:05:53 +0100
From: Lamort DeLioncourt <lamortdelioncourt1954@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bobby and I  Chapter 2

Bobby and I
Chapter 2

I woke up sometime during the night, needing to go to the bathroom. Since
it was the middle of the night, I didn't bother putting anything on. I
crossed the hall to the bathroom and turned on the light. I didn't bother
closing the door. As I finished shaking off the remaining drops, I heard
Tony in the hallway. He had brought home a friend, and it sounded like they
were both drunk. I could hear them stumbling in the hall, bumping into the
walls. When they spoke to each other, they were slurring their words to the
point of being unintelligible.

As they passed the bathroom, Tony stopped to look in at me. His only
reaction was to ask me why I was naked in the bathroom. I told him I had
gotten up and needed to pee, and saw no reason to put anything on. At this
point, his friend Carl stuck his head in the door to look at me. He smiled
at me and told me that with no body hair, I looked a lot like a girl. I
pointed at my dick, and said to him, "Since when do girls have dicks?" He
shut up and turned away from the door. Tony got ready to leave, and as he
turned, he said, "Isn't Bobby staying over with you tonight?" I told him
yes he was, but that he was asleep. Tony then said, "You always share your
bed with Bobby, so does that mean he is naked too?" I told him I didn't
know. He grabbed Carl, and pulled him into my room. He turned on the lights
and pulled the sheet and blanket off the bed, revealing a naked Bobby.

He turned back to me and said, "Two naked boys sharing a bed... that means
you're fags!" I stuttered and tried to deny it, but Tony wasn't going to
believe me. He said, "I'm telling Dad." Knowing father was an extreme
homophobic, I begged Tony not to tell him. I know if he told him, father
would beat me senseless. I told him, "I will do anything you want if you
won't tell him."

Tony stopped for minute and said, "I tell you what, since our girlfriends
didn't suck us off tonight we both have blue balls. If you and Bobby suck
us off, I won't tell Dad you`re a couple of fags."

Tony was quite loud as he spoke, and Bobby had gotten up and heard most of
the conversation. I looked at Bobby, and asked him, "What do you want to
do?" He replied that we had no choice and should suck them off so they
wouldn't tell on us.

Tony asked Carl who he wanted to suck him off, and Carl said he wanted me
to suck him. Tony said he was okay with that, and Bobby could suck him
off. They laughed about their decisions, and got us sitting up on the side
of the bed.

Carl came over to me, and told me to get started. I unbuckled his belt and
pulled his zipper down. His pants dropped to the floor. His briefs were
still on, and I could see pee stains and what looked like cum stains on
them. I pulled them down, and my nose smelled a strong urine/cum smell. The
smell was nauseating. His cock was already hard, and I was happy to see
that it was rather small and circumcised. I tried to take him in my mouth,
but was having a tough time getting past the smell. I looked up at him and
meekly asked if he would go to the bathroom and wash his cock. He slapped
me on the side of my face, and told me to suck him. I just took him in my
mouth, and began sucking.

While I was sucking Carl, I was watching Tony and Bobby. Tony had wasted no
time getting in front of Bobby, and Bobby went to work on him. In a split
second, the belt buckle was unlatched, and the zipper was down. Tony stood
there in his briefs, which were just a dirty as Carl's were. Bobby pulled
them down, and started sucking Tony's cock.

Carl took hold of the back of my head, and I returned all my attention to
sucking him. He began mouth fucking me. His cock wasn't big enough to snake
into my throat. He started breathing hard, moaning, and grunting with each
forward thrust. I felt him start to pulse, and before I could take a
breath, I had his cum filling my mouth. He seemed to pump quite a bit of
cum, so I had to start swallowing, even though it was my intention to spit
it all out. As he finished, Carl pulled his cock out of my mouth, lost his
balance, and landed on the floor. I wished I had a picture of how silly he
looked with his jeans around his ankles and his dirty briefs around his
knees.

With Carl out of my mouth, I was able to pay attention to Bobby and
Tony. Tony was mouth-fucking Bobby, while holding his hands behind his
head, forcing as much cock into Bobby's mouth as he could. I say Tony's ass
cheeks start to clench, and heard him start to moan. I saw Bobby pull back
slightly from the cock, and Tony plunged back in grunting, "I'm cumming!" I
watched Bobby start to swallow Tony's cum, and he kept swallowing until
Tony was finished. When Tony was done, he went over to Carl to help him up
off the floor. Tony lost his balance, and fell down on top of Carl.

They made multiple attempts to get up before they were successful. Once up,
they staggered out the door and went to Tony's room.

Bobby and I sat on the edge of the bed, recovering from the blowjobs we had
just forcibly given. I said to Bobby, "You know that this is only the
beginning. Tony will continue to blackmail us." He looked at me and said,
"Well, what else can we do?"

I took Bobby by the hand to the bathroom and handed him his toothbrush and
toothpaste. I got mine at the same time. We spent some time brushing our
teeth and mouths trying to get rid of the pee and cum taste that was
lingering in our mouths.

Once we successfully clean our mouths, I grabbed Bobby and dragged him down
to Tony's room. We went in and found both boys on the bed with their pants
and briefs still down. I told Bobby I wanted to strip them, and put them
into bed with each other. He was all for it, and we had the job done in no
time at all. We positioned them on their backs, holding each other's cocks,
and covered them with a sheet and blanket. We thought it was incredibly
funny. On our way out, we grabbed their nasty clothes, and I locked the
door so they would think they locked it. We dumped their dirty clothes down
the laundry chute. We really wanted to be there when they woke up naked, in
bed together and couldn't find their clothes.

As soon as Bobby and I got back into the bedroom, I locked the door. We
definitely wanted to avoid any uninvited guests. Bobby said he wanted to
suck me. He told me he felt bad about falling asleep earlier. I told him
that after what we had just been through, more cock sucking could wait
until tomorrow morning.

I awoke in the morning to Bobby sucking my dick. With the interruption of
our sucking plans, I was the only one who missed getting a blowjob last
night. Bobby's mouth felt warm and wet on my tender, erect dick. He was
gently stroking my foreskin. When he noticed I was awake, he asked me, "How
do I suck you, since you have a foreskin?" I told him I had never sucked a
dick with a foreskin so I had no idea of what to do. I told him to do what
he thought was right. He immediately pulled the foreskin all the way back,
out of the way, and began sucking me the same as if he were sucking a
circumcised dick. I felt cum building inside me, and knew I would be
shooting my load soon. I warned Bobby that it was about to happen, and he
just kept sucking. I felt my balls pull up against my body, and with a
grunt, I unloaded multiple volleys of cum into his mouth. He swallowed it
all without losing a drop.

I lay back on the bed as soon as I finished blowing my load, and Bobby
joined me. I loved the feel of his warm skin touching mine. I rolled on to
my side, and leaned over to kiss Bobby. I was able to taste my cum that was
left over in his mouth. It tasted pretty good. I put my leg between his,
causing his dick to rub against my leg, while my dick rubbed against his
thigh.

As I lay kissing him, I thought about hearing the boys at school talk about
French kissing. I decided to try it, but I was a little unsure of how to
begin. While I tried to figure it out, I felt Bobby's tongue against my
lips, so I just opened my mouth and let him in. I was glad he decided to
initiate the French kissing, saving me the awkwardness of trying to figure
it out. It felt strange to have some else's tongue in my mouth, but it was
highly erotic. My dick went to full blown hard in mere moments. As Bobby
began to withdraw his tongue, I decided to try sucking it like a dick. I
ran my tongue around the tip just like it was a cock. Then I sucked it. He
must have been enjoying it, because he stopped withdrawing it. While I
continued to suck his tongue, I reached down and grabbed his dick. He was
just as hard as I was. I started stroking his cock with the same rhythm I
used for sucking his tongue. All the stimulation had him wiggling and
moaning in just a few moments. I finally broke the kiss and allowed my lips
to softly caress his neck. I thought about leaving a hicky on his neck, but
decided against it, not knowing how he would explain it to anyone who saw
it. I slid down and sucked first his right nipple, then his left again
using the same rhythm I was using on his cock. Next I went for his navel,
and this time I kissed and ran my tongue deeply into it. He was really
wiggling and moaning now, so I dropped down to his balls and sucked and
nibbled on his nutsack. He was now starting to thrust his hips up, so I
took pity on him and took his pulsing cock into my mouth. I ran my tongue
around the head once, before beginning an all out sucking. The pressure I
applied to his cock proved to be too much for him, and his cum exploded
from his cock. He pumped his cum out with such force, that it literally
shot down my throat. Four volleys went straight down my throat, and six
more shot into my mouth. I was nearly drowning in cum. I began to swallow
as fast as I could, not wanting to lose a drop. When he finished, my mouth
was still half full of cum, and he left his cock in my mouth. I used his
cum in my mouth to squish around his dick. As he softened and withdrew, I
finished swallowing the remaining cum in my mouth.

He was breathless and panting when I was done with him. He just lay on the
bed, obviously enjoying his post orgasmic bliss. I took a second to lightly
lick the remaining cum from his dick.

After we both fully recovered, Bobby said, "I think we need to shower." I
told him I thought that might be a bad idea, since Tony and Carl were just
down the hall. He laughed, and said, "Does it make any difference? They
already caught us naked in bed." I saw his logic and told him lets go.

We walked out into the hall, and Bobby stopped to get us a couple of
towels. After we had the shower running, I turned and locked the bathroom
door. We climbed into the shower and quickly cleaned up. We got out and
dried off and returned to the bedroom.

Before I closed the door, I heard Tony's voice coming from his room. He was
saying, "Dude what are you doing with your hand on my cock?" I then heard
Carl say, "You got your hand on my dick dude." Tony then asked why they
were naked in bed together. Carl told him he had no idea how that
happened. Tony lowered his voice a little and asked if they had done any
fag stuff during the night. Carl told him he didn't think so, because they
were too drunk. They did both agree that Bobby and I gave better blowjobs
than their girlfriends. Bobby and I were cracking up, and had to close my
door before they heard us laughing.

We quickly dressed and went downstairs. My parents had already left for
work, so we headed over to Bobby's. His parents were just getting ready to
leave, and Bobby's Mom told us to get breakfast. Bobby asked his Dad if we
could use the boat, and his Dad told him he would call the marina and see
if they had someone to take us out.

Bobby got us a box of cereal and a couple bowls. I got the milk from the
fridge. We made some toast, and ate breakfast. We cleared the table,
putting our bowls and plates in the sink.

We decided that since it was already hot outside, and we decided to go
swimming. Bobby's pool looked just like mine, only the bar was on the
opposite side compared to mine. Bobby grabbed us some pool towels from the
cabinet by the bar, and we went over to the table to put them down. Bobby
then told me he would go and get swimsuits for us. I looked at him and
said, "Why?" He thought about it for a minute and then said that someone
might see us. I pointed out the privacy fence, and told him I didn't think
so. He laughed and told me I was right. I stripped out of my clothes, and
draped them over one of the patio chairs. Bobby watched me strip, and then
he did too.

We swam and played for about an hour. My skin was so wrinkled I told Bobby
I needed to get out. He said he was too. We climbed out and went over to
the patio table. I toweled off, and sat down under the umbrella. Bobby
looked at me and asked if I was going to get dressed. I told him no, we
might want to get back in the pool. He was okay with that, and walked over
to the bar to get us a couple of sodas. When he returned, he pulled a chair
next to me and sat down.

Our conversation centered on Tony and Carl. We discussed the fact that they
both had small dicks. Bobby pointed out that my dick was bigger than both
to theirs, when it was hard. He asked if I thought they would make us suck
them all the time now. I told him I wasn't sure, but we didn't have a
choice. I also told him that I liked sucking dick and didn't mind sucking
them. I just wanted them to wash their dicks before we sucked them. He said
we needed to find a way to get them to do it.

As we sat sipping the sodas, the phone at the bar rang. Bobby got up to get
it. It was his Dad, calling to tell us that the marina was sending Victor
over to pick us up and take us out on the boat. Bobby thanked his Dad. He
turned to me and told me the news. Both our families docked our boats at
the marina, and the people who worked there knew us. Victor was almost 17,
and the marina trusted him to take our parents boats out. He also didn't
mind spending the day on the boat with us. Like he said, how can you not
like getting paid to boat around Long Island Sound all day. He knew all the
quiet, private places to dock for lunch or swimming. We went into the house
to get ready to go.

We went upstairs, and Bobby got us shirts, shorts, socks, and briefs. We
quickly changed, and put on our boat shoes.

Bobby's Mom had the housekeeper keep complete sets of boating attire packed
and ready to go. When it was time to go, we just went down to the laundry
room and grabbed the bag with our name on it. Since we spent so much time
at each other's house's, both housekeepers and bags for both of us in each
house.

We had just grabbed the boating bags, when we heard Victor honking the horn
in the driveway. We hurried out to meet him. He was driving the marina's
station wagon, and we threw our stuff in the back, and jump in with him.

He seemed genuinely pleased to see us. We always had a good time when he
took us out on the boat.

It took less than 10 minutes to reach the marina, and the dock crew had
already brought the boat to the loading area. We got on board, and the guys
stowed our gear for us. The fuel tanks had been topped off, and the safety
inspection was completed. Victor went up to the pilot's chair and started
the engines. He slowly engaged the screws and we began to move away from
the dock. It took about 5 minutes to get to open water.

After reaching open water, Bobby and I decided to take advantage of the
nice weather and change into swimsuits. We didn't bother going below to
change, opting instead to just change on the deck. We opened our bags, and
found that Mrs. Hardy had packed us white Speedos. We usually wore board
shorts. Since we had no other choice, we stripped down and folded up our
clothes to put them in the bags to keep them dry. We stood naked on the
deck with our Speedos in hand. I looked up to the bridge, and Victor was
watching us. I decided to be a tease, and I turned around to give him a
full frontal view. Bobby saw what I was doing, and did the same. We did a
little dance, which caused our dicks to slap up and down. I thought I saw
Victor leaning over the rail to get a better look. We pulled on our Speedos
and got into our Sperry boat shoes.

We went up to the bridge to see if Victor had liked the show, and judging
from the tenting in his pants, he had. He told us he would take us to a
private cove he knew, and we could run and swim naked.

He also told us that the resturant at the marina had packed a lunch for
us. He said we could eat it when we put ashore at the cove.

He had Bobby take the wheel for a moment, while he got out of his canvas
boat pants. He was wearing a red Speedo, and the tenting of his dick was
even more obvious. He adjusted his package, and the head of his dick
slipped out the top of his Speedo for a brief moment, before he got it
under control and tucked back into his suit.

I had a feeling that before the day ended, Bobby and I would get to know
Victor a whole lot better.

This is an original work of homoerotic non-fiction. © 2013 Lamort DeLioncourt
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