Talking With Bobby

I knew Bobby was watching me as I walked out to his little truck. I was pretty excited since I hadn�t heard from him since we finished high school a few years ago. I wasn�t home more than a few hours when the phone rang and he was asking mom for me.

It was pretty cool to hear from him and I was sort of surprised. He said he heard I was back in town for the weekend and wondered if I wanted to go out for a drink. We chatted for a few minutes and we settled on a time and I went up and unpacked and took a quick shower.

So as I was climbing into the cab of his truck, when he leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek. Another surprise.

�Hey.� I said. �You look great!� I wasn�t kidding. Bobby had always been cute, but he seemed to have grown up a bit and filled out. He was also sporting a goatee which made him look a bit more mature.

�You, too. Well, actually, you look amazing. I mean, I knew what you did and all but I had trouble picturing it in my mind and to tell the truth��

I giggled. �Yeah, I am quite a scandal aren�t I?�

�Naw. Everyone was talking about you after you visited your mom last year. I tried to get a hold of you and missed you. Did she tell you I called?�

I shook my head. I recalled my last visit and how some people in town literally turned away from me when I came into town to shop last time. It was rather funny. I mean, I had never thought that becoming female was going to upset people so much.

Mom never said anything but evidently, a lot of people were angry at me and her. I heard later that the minister at church was rude to her and since then, she�d chosen not to attend. I was sad over that since I knew how much she liked her Sunday service.

�No, she never mentioned it to me. How come you didn�t try to call me up? It�s not like I went to the moon or anything.�

He shook his head. �I didn�t know what to say to you. I mean, I heard about your visit and it kind of shook me too. I figured when you came through this way again, I�d just see you and figured that I knew what to say.�

I pulled the seat belt on and fastened it. The little truck wasn�t that big and we were almost touching. I could smell his aftershave or whatever he was wearing. When he started up the car, I noticed his heavy gold wrist watch and his neatly trimmed nails. Bobby had strong hands.

He drove off and I pulled down his vanity mirror and checked out my reflection. I brushed my fingers through my hair and settled in.

Bobby was watching me.

�You really are, aren�t you?�

I was puzzled. I shook my head since he was staring at me.

�You are such a woman now. It�s so obvious. I watched the way you walked out to the truck. I mean, you�ve got a great ass, and hips, and like I�m not supposed to notice that your breasts push out through that tee shirt. You are the bomb!�

I grinned. �Yep, that�s what it is. I�m just about there.�

�What does that mean?�

�Well, I�m still not all the way there. I still have some things to do before I can say I am all woman.�

�You mean, you still have your parts?�

�Yup. Until I turn twenty-one I�m not eligible for sexual reassignment surgery.�

�That�s cool. So you still have a��

�Dick?�

�Uh, yeah. You want to see it?�

Bobby didn�t realize that I was kidding and his head snapped around. When he saw me laughing, it was all right.

Bobby laughed out loud. �It�s good to see you, PJ. �I�ve thought about you a lot. We had some good times back in school. And then when everyone was talking about you, well, I got mad and then sad and then I really wanted to see you.�

�Sad?�

�Yeah. It just didn�t seem fair that everyone was passing judgement on you and criticizing you. I really wanted to speak up and tell everyone that it was none of their business or that they had to know you and understand you and all.�

I reached over and touched him on the arm. �Just done get into any fights for me like you did back in high school. It�s just not worth it. I stopped worrying about narrow minded people. They had to live their lives and they have to deal the best they can. Most people don�t have to deal with trannys and well, I just don�t get in anyone�s face about my transsexuality.�

Bobby smiled. �So where do you want to go?�

I laughed out loud. �The Charcoal House. I haven�t been there since we used to all hang out there. Then lets go to the Pleasantville Drive-In.�

�You�re kidding.�

�No, I�m not. We can watch a movie and talk and well, I want to get high.� I reached in my purse and produced a joint.

Bobby turned the corner. He straightened the wheel and shook his head. �You haven�t changed, PJ. You still get higher than anyone I know.�

I laughed as I lit up. �When it stops being fun, I�ll stop.� I passed it on to bobby and held the wheel while he took a toke. We took a few more hits and then he waved me off so I tapped it out and saved it for later behind my ear.

Bobby and I ordered some burgers, fries, and cokes and drove over to the drive in. It hadn�t changed in the three years since I had been there last and we paid our admission and drove in and found a spot.

While we were munching, the movie started. I lit another joint and we cracked the window and blew the rest of the joint.

I was feeling no pain and reached over and took his hand. �You�re a good friend, Bobby. I don�t know anybody else who�s been so okay for me.�

�JP, I�ve always had fun whenever I�m with you. Its strange, if you had said I�d be best friends with a transsexual kid from down the block all through high school, I would have never believed it. It�s strange, but since I haven�t hung out with you, things have been way too boring. That�s why I thought to call you when I heard you were in town. I missed you.�

Then Bobby surprised me and gave me a peck on the lips.

I pushed him away. �Hey you can�t mess with my feelings like that. Bobby, you�ll have me crying in a minute if you keep playing with my heart.�

Bobby got serious. �I don�t know if this is the right thing to say or the right time to say it, but I think of you as an attractive girl. I don�t know when it started but I have always thought about you differently. I kinda always knew that you were right when you told me back then that you were a woman. It�s strange, I don�t know.�

I was just about ready to cry. Bobby was my hero, my big brother sort of. I did love him and had always loved him. Plenty of time I fell asleep dreaming of him holding me in his arms. �Stop it, Bobby. You are getting me all heated inside.�

�You are terrific, BJ. I�ve always thought of you as a great friend but looking at you know and just how pretty you look makes it a whole different thing. I mean, I�ve been rock hard all night.�

I laughed. �I noticed.�

Bobby got embarrassed. He stumbled over his words.

�C�mon, you aren�t going to hide something so obvious from me. Who know�s you better, huh? I�ve hung with you for years and I knew that you were totally into chicks and well, you are such a pussy hound, any set of tits will get you turned on.�

Bobby laughed. �You know me too well.�

�Better believe I do. You can�t hide from me.�

He shook his head. �I don�t know, looking at you and well, I think about you. It�s a little strange thinking that you have breasts and hips and such an nice ass.�

�Is that bad? Is it upsetting that you think of me as sexy? It�s not like you like me cause I am a boy, you are looking at a girl, just a girl who went away and came back all grown up.�

Bobby nodded. �Maybe you�re right. It is pretty cool to see how pretty you are. So let�s get back to my erection.�

I winked and kissed him back and placed my hand on his hard erection. �I can help you with that but do you really want some fairy putting her lips on your thing?�

Bobby shook his head and placed his hand on mine which still rested on his erection. �I don�t know, BJ. You know I�ll never turn down head, but you have to be okay with that. I mean, you know that I�m a small town boy and not ready for the city.�

�You don�t want me to suck you?� I twirled my hair. I pursced my lips. �I want to suck you cock. I�ve always wanted to suck you.�

I zipped down his fly and slip my hand in and found his swollen member. I knew his from gym and those side glances I used to give it. I mean, I used to dream of Bobby and his thing. I had a crush on him since I was ten and he was twelve. It was a no-brainer for me.

I leaned over and took him in my mouth. I licked him with my lips and kissed the head and then I gobbled him down. Let me tell you that Bobby wasn�t the first boy I had sucked off, but maybe Bobby was the first boy that I had dreamed about sucking off. I had fallen asleep dreaming about him.

I sensed he was going to cum and took him all the way in and strangled it with my hand. I didn�t want to lose a drop of his nectar and I admit that I came a little every time some guy came in my mouth.

I sat there with my lips on his thing as it got soft. I didn�t want the moment to end and I frankly didn�t know what we were going to say to each other now that it was over. I was afraid that he would say something stupid or ruin the moment.

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