Horray! My one hundredth review! I'm so happy everybody's enjoying my story! It all kind of started out as me making a FF acount just so i could have favorite authors and stuff, but then I was like, I bet I could write a story that's just as good!(maybe even better! but I dont want to toot my own horn) But anyways, you guys have really made this worth-while, and to celebrate, how about my longest chapter yet? And, well, here it is!! Tell me how you liked it! Write some more reviews for me!!

Psychotic, Blissful Eclipse

Rolling down the highway in his priceless Camaro, Sam gazed in wonder at the locked doors. "I thought we were going to a beach Bumblebee?" Sam said, although less than confused. The car was obviously fed up with waiting. "I need my suit if I'm gonna do any swimming." Bumblebee was still unresponsive. Sam was about to start arguing, but his car turned up the radio to a deafening volume, effectively silencing him. "Whatever!" he screamed, barely audible.

But soon, after a short period of damage to his ears, Sam jumped as the car reeled off of the highway and straight into the woods. He was slightly less afraid this time. After all, Bumblebee had driven through the woods before. The car was an excellent driver, but it was so bumpy! Sam was getting thrown around in his seat, and was about to say something, but then they plunked out of the woods. Sam was sitting at the most beautiful beach he had ever seen, and it was just him and his car. The beach was untouched, shielded by the forest, undiscovered. Sam manually opened the door.

After a bit of poking around, Matt Sable had discovered a couple things. He found Sam's room, coupled with a tiny dog, who began a frenzy of barking upon seeing him. Matt picked it up and casually walked down the stairs. It seemed to relax, and Matt decided to just put it outside. He had seen the little house and figured the dog spent a lot of time outside anyways. "Now, if I could just find some proof..." he said to himself, now back in Sam's room, rummaging through his drawers. "There's gotta be something..." Matt was getting frustrated, now coming to the realization that there wasn't anything in Sam's room that would aid him in his mission. He opened the closet, finding a video camera among the clothes piled at the bottom. "Maybe-" Matt's idea was interrupted by the phone ringing. Eventually arriving to it, contemplating whether to answer, Matt grabbed the receiver just as the answering machine picked up. He let go of it as the message was recorded, "Hi Sam it's your mom! I called aunt Judie and she says she'll be over by tomorrow night. We'll be back on Sunday! I love you!" the call was abruptly ended, and Matt couldn't have been more surprised. Could things have worked out better?

"I just wish you had let me get my bathing suit Bee." Sam nagged at the now Autobot form of Bumblebee. "You were given sufficient time. Why had you taken so long in the house, not even retrieving it?" the robot cocked his head at the little human sitting next to him in the sand. It was a gorgeous day. "Umm, you know what?" Sam dodged the topic, "I could just go swimming in my shorts if I really wanted to." Bumblebee thought for a moment, Sam obviously didn't want to talk about whatever had happened in his house. That was okay, he'd tell him when he was ready. Right now they were at the perfect spot, Bumblebee had waited a long time for this moment, a moment when he had Sam all to himself, in a very romantic place. It was perfect, but the view could get a little better...

"Why do you need clothes to swim, Sam?" Bumblebee asked to the little human beside him, who gave him a bewildered look. "Humans wear clothes Bee! It's embarrassing to be naked!" But the Autobot didn't seem to understand. There was actually a fain gleam of enjoyment about him, did he want Sam to get naked? "Why is it embarrassing? Are you ashamed of your body Sam?" The robot was clearly toying with him, and he was stuck. "No its not that its-" Sam really didn't know what he was trying to say, "just that-" Why was this so hard to explain? He gave up. "Ugh, you know what? Maybe I will just go skinny dipping!" They were alone, Sam really had no reason to feel humiliated. He might as well just do it.

Bumblebee couldn't believe it! Sam had agreed to reveal himself! Well, not formally. He had actually agreed to go swimming naked, but in the process, he would make the view a lot more interesting. But Sam still seemed reluctant, "I kind of just want to lay in the sun right now though." Although slightly disappointed, Bumblebee was lightened up immediately. Sam removed his shirt, and put his arms behind his head, closing his eyes.

As he laid back on his shirt, Sam heard Bumblebee make a little noise, almost like a little squeak. It sounded oddly familiar to when they had been... intimate? He was enjoying this wasn't he? Sam couldn't say he wasn't. He enjoyed every bit of Bumblebee's attempts to get him out of his clothes. It couldn't have been more obvious, but Sam wanted to play along, maybe tease a little? This was getting good!

"Its getting pretty hot." Sam said, taking off his shoes and stuffing his socks inside them. He knew it wasn't much, but the shoes had to go before anything else. "If you get too hot, you could go for a swim?" Bumblebee asked hopefully. He was really pushing it wasn't he? No subtlety here, Sam laughed to himself. "What are you laughing at?" the robot asked when Sam had stopped trying to contain his laughter. "You, Bee!" Sam stared up at the dumbfounded yellow robot, "You wanna see me naked!"

"I-" Bumblebee didn't know what to say. Perhaps he came on a little too strong? But Sam rescued him, "It's okay Bee." he said, "But you didn't have to try and trick me. If you wanted me to show you, you could have just asked." He wondered if what the boy was saying could be true. Would he really have revealed himself for a simple request? Bumblebee wasn't so sure, but now that he was offering...

"I would like you to remove your shorts." Bumblebee didn't think he could ever say that, and to his surprise, Sam didn't seem all that surprised. He just stared back up at him, a little smirk plastered on his face. "How about," Sam started, "I take off my shorts, if you show me your spark?" Now this was a pleasant surprise. This was going just where Bumblebee wanted it to. As an answer to Sam's proposal, Bumblebee laid back and separated his chest plates, revealing his intriguing vitality.

Sam resisted the urge to laugh. He knew it wasn't much of a bargain. Bee had done that numerous times, so it was really Sam who would be doing the unthinkable. But that was fine. He was getting the urge too. Also, Bumblebee had shared so much of himself with Sam, that Sam figured he owed the robot. That thought brought some other things to attention; he started to feel that tingly feeling, his pants were starting to feel tighter. He snapped out of his daydream just in time to catch Bumblebee staring directly at his crotch, but he really didn't mind. Bee was probably just curious. He would see in a minute.

"Here goes." Sam said. He pulled down his shorts, intentionally leaving his boxers on, and looked back up to Bumblebee as they fell to the ground. The robot didn't look all that disappointed however, and moved his hand over to Sam's waist. Sam nodded the affirmative, and Bumblebee slipped his finger inside of the waistband and pulled down, a little more forcibly than intended. Sam, although thrown off balance, knew that the robot wasn't accustomed to the movement of clothing, so he really didn't mind the roughness of the removal. Sam stood there, out in the open, completely nude, and completely aroused. Granted, it was a little weird, but all in all he really wasn't embarrassed.

Bumblebee wasted no time. Gently grabbing Sam and placing him on his chest, Bumblebee began what he wanted to be the most special moment he ever had with Sam, the first being so rudely interrupted by Starscream. But this time, it would be perfect. "You didn't take me out here to go swimming did you?" Sam asked, already knowing the answer. Bumblebee just lightly shook his head, and Sam scooted up a little, provoking a little noise from the Autobot. Sam himself was feeling extremely turned on. It seemed that without his clothes in the way, the feeling that Bumblebee's spark gave him was greatly intensified. "Oh, Bee." he said, taking in the great doses of the pleasure.

Sam scooted up as close as he could to the spark and then leaned far over it, coaxing out another whimper from his big yellow friend, who was now tossing his head around. Sam felt a tremendous surge through his body as he crept closer, the feeling building up inside of him. His head was pointed straight at Bumblebee's face, he was sincerely glad that Bumblebee was feeling it. He wondered, if he felt the spark so strongly, how strongly did Bumblebee feel it? That must be why his head was turning uncontrollably, and his limbs were now flailing all around. "I've never felt so-" Sam started. What was this feeling? It was so hard to describe, yet it was intensifying with each passing moment. Minutes felt like hours and suddenly the only thing that mattered was the two of them, together. "together." Sam finished. He realized it sounded weird, but it was the only way he could put it into words. It was just him and Bumblebee, lost in a see of wondrous passion, it now consumed Sam's mind. The feeling escalated with another paralyzing surge. Sam let go. Bumblebee let out an enormous wail as he reached his climax, accompanied by Sam moaning into his orgasm. This was by far the most extraordinary thing Sam had ever experienced, and it dwarfed his past experiences. It also consumed a lot of energy, and Sam was asleep before Bumblebee could ask what had just gotten all over his belly. But he too gave in, and drifted into stasis, leaving behind the best moment of his life, and wondering just how he had found such a wonderful human.

Back within the walls of Sam's home, a man by the name of Matt Sable was laughing to himself about the whole situation. It really couldn't have gone any better. Sam's parents were gone for the week, and Sam's aunt wasn't coming until tomorrow, it was priceless. He now had to come up with a plan. How exactly was he going to get Sam where he wanted him? Upon opening the medicine cabinet, he found exactly what he needed. He read the instructions on the bottle, "Zolpidem is used to treat Insomnia. Yadda yadda yadda, do not drive a car or operate machinery while still in effect. Perfect." A couple of those would put Sam straight to sleep, or at least slow him down. He shut the cabinet, while, almost as if on cue, the phone started to ring again. This time though, he picked up.