Chapter Two – Best Friends

Chris Halliwell, captain of the Hyde High School swimming team, was doing laps in the pool, to make sure he's caught up in his conditioning and skill. In the other lanes he heard the other swimmers, and people talking and laughing above the water. He hit the wall of the pool, and launched and shot off, he could feel his stomach and legs beginning to tighten up; Chris loved this. Pain is Weakness leaving the body, He kept telling himself. He heard that saying from the Marine Corps, he saw on a commercial, so every time he would feel pain in his workouts he would go harder, faster, longer.

The water surged past his ears, and body, and he hit the wall again, and he shot off back down the pool. The pain was getting harder and more intense, but he gritted his teeth and kept going at it.

"How can he go so long?" Jesse said. Jesse was Chris' best friend, he had brown hair like Chris, his eyes were bluer than the ocean, he had a body just like Chris, which made all the girls go nuts, and a bit taller then Chris. Jason Lee, the Swim Team's new Assistant Coach, and who had also swam on this team the year before sat down next to Jesse. Jason was tall, half Chinese half American, and rather attractive.

"He can go so long cause he pushes himself, remember last year all he wanted to be was the best?"

"Yeah, I guess." Jesse said, "But sometimes its unhealthy, he Bearly eats, his grades are slipping and its like his entire life right now is swimming."

"Really?" Jason asked, "Interesting."

Chris hit the side of the pool where Jason and Jesse were sitting by, and he grabbed the wall and held on. The pain in his legs and stomach were so bad, he felt like they were going to explode. He lifted himself out of the pool, and laid down on the stone ground, breathing hard. He turned over onto his back, and lay down for a while.

"Halliwell," Jason yelled, "You alright."

Chris didn't reply, he just lifted his arm and with his hand he gave a thumps up. Jesse watched his friend as he laid on the ground, his legs were nothing but muscle, his stomach had a rock hard six pack, his arms and chest were so well developed he'd think they weren't real. Sometimes Jesse would watch Chris out of the corner of his eye, he liked watching his friend, it was something Jesse did a lot.

After a few minutes, Chris sat up, still out of breath, he pulled his swimming cap off, and threw it next to him. He shook his head and looked up at Jesse and Jason.

"What's up?" Chris asked them.

"Watching you." Jesse began,

"And making sure you don't die." Jason added, "Dude, you're an amazing swimmer but keep up and be amazing in academics okay." Jason then got up and walked away.

"Huh?" Chris asked. "What?" Chris rolled his eyes, and put his hand out, "Help me up." Jesse got up, and went over and helped Chris up to his feet. Chris stumbled and Jesse put his hand behind on Chris' bare back.

"You okay?" Jesse asked.

Chris suddenly felt something wrong, Jesse held his hand and was touching his back, he felt something twitch within Chris, in his stomach. He looked at Jesse who was determined in his eyes. Chris shook the feeling, "I am fine." He replied with a smile, "Thanks man."

"No problem." Jesse replied breathing heavily.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I am great. I am going to go um change." Jesse said slipping his feet into this brown leather sandals and grabbing his duffle.

"Me too, hold on let me get my stuff." Chris ran and got his stuff. As Chris ran he couldn't get the feeling of someone watching him, as he bent down over the bleachers, he looked out of the corner of his eye and he saw Jesse looking back at him. Chris acted like he saw nothing and got up and walked down the bleachers to the ground. Chris wrapped a towel around his waist, cause for some reason he thought about getting with Jesse, and instantly was excited. Together they walked into the locker room, and went into their lockers and put there stuff into them; then Jason came into the room.

"If you guys need to use the showers use them now! Buddy system, cause shower heads ten through eighteen don't work." He yelled over them all.

"Buddy system." Chris said raising an eyebrow to Jesse.
"We haven't used that in months." Jesse added.

"Well let's go." Chris said grabbing a bar of soap and Jesse followed him and they walked into the showers along with the rest of the team. As they all stood there (in there Speedos) while one guy showered, the other put soap on his back and hair.

As Jesse walked under the shower head and turned it on, Chris motioned for him to turn around, and he began to put soap on Jesse's back. Jesse then and there could not begin to feel the sensations he was feeling, he felt as this 'tingling' feeling in his stomach and his knees going weak. Chris rubbing the soap on his back and shoulders it was a massaging feeling, and this was one of the most perfect things Jesse had experienced in a long time.

"So how's the girl?" Chris asked, as he began to put soap into Jesse's hair.

"Oh Kim," Jesse said coming back to reality, "She's good."

"How was your date?"

"It was short, just when things were getting good, her father calls and she has to go home."
"Ahh, I am sorry man."

"Me Too." Jesse put his head under the water and washed, and then it was Chris' turn. Chris stood in the front of Jesse, Jesse took the soap bar and washed his beck, and his shoulders.

"So Wyatt its taking the football game to state."

"Yeah, and I have to take you guys to league."

"Well you can go to you league, I mean dude you're the top swimmer in the district you can do it."

"You think?"
"Yeah you can." Jesse then put soap in Chris' hair. "You don't think you can."

"No, I can do it. Just other priorities." Chris said thinking about his Wiccan duties,

"Well if it means anything." Jesse said whispering into his ear, "You can do it." Chris turned his head, and looked at his friend, his face was wet his hair in his face, and his eyes. Chris lost his breathe, No! Not here! He thought he faced forward and washed up. Jesse washed his hands and body once more, but as he watched Chris his perfectly toned body and his eight pack always made him go crazy inside. They both grabbed there towels from the rack and dried themselves off.

"Hey babe!" Said a voice behind the boys as they walked to their lockers, they turned and saw a very athletic, all around California girl, Kim. She walked up and kissed Jesse on the lips with her arms wrapped around his neck. "All wet huh? Just how I like you." Chris sniggered behind them.

"Oh shut up Christopher," Kim said, "One day, one of those hoochie mama's will do the same to you."

"Right." Chris replied, as he pulled on his jeans.

"Come on get dressed, my dad is gone for the weekend, with my mom in Vegas."
"Really?" Jesse asked.

"Oh yeah, I hope your loaded." She winked and walked away, "Meet you outside."

"Nice man." Chris lied, "Go for it." Jesse pulled his jeans on fast and his polo shirt. "See you man." Jesse replied grabbing his duffle and back pack and sprinted from the locker room. And as he opened the door, Chris could hear Kim laughing. Chris sighed and leaned against his locker, trying to get the thought of Jesse out of his head, but he couldn't, he hated these urges. Could I be? He kept asking himself. He turned around and grabbed his shirt and closed his locker.

As he walked out, he saw the pool was now completely deserted, but not completely, he looked and saw a girl sitting on the bleachers. She was Latina, long brown hair, a beautiful face, gold hoop earrings and stood up in a green short skirt, brown Uggs (shoes) and white jacket. She walked up.

"Same rate?" She asked.

"Depends on what you want." Chris replied.

"The full package, but no protection."

"Sorry, I use protection."

"Fine, but I get a thirty dollar discount."

Chris looked at the girl who always came to him, her name was Mary. She was always fun, and very a good lay, and usually he didn't do discounts, but that thought of Jesse and him in the locker room shower had him hard and he needed to release himself of it.
"Fine, three hundred and twenty dollars." Chris replied.
"I knew you would see things my way." She smiled, and they walked around the bleachers and she dropped his paints, and this time Chris didn't mind looking at Mary, he closed his eyes and thought of Jesse.

Chris walked into the manor, and it was empty, like usual. Piper was at the Club, his father out doing what ever he did, and Wyatt was still at practice. He walked up to his room, and dropped his duffle and backpack on the floor. He pulled the money out of this pocket and grabbed a metal tin from his closet shelf. He walked over to his bed and sat down and open the tin. Inside the tin were an assortment of twenties, ten's and one hundred dollar bills. Chris took out a piece of paper which had dollar amounts on it, and wrote $320 – Mary on it, and added up the amount. He smiled, he had more then he had ever made before. He closed the tin and put it back on the closet. He then went back to his bed and laid down, and the memory of him and Jesse in the shower was still fresh in his mind.