Date: Mon, 10 Sep 2012 18:08:42 +0000
From: B S <hotboy__28@hotmail.com>
Subject: Accidents will Happen - Chapter 8

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Accidents will Happen

Chapter 8

As Dylan had asked I put on a nice tight shirt and a pair of body hugging
jeans and fixed my hair.  I went to my wine rack in the kitchen to see if I
had a nice bottle of wine to take with me, I pulled a nice Rioja from the
rack, chucked it in a bag, picked up my keys and headed for the door.

The evening was beautiful but cool.  The Sun was just disappearing over the
horizon making the sky look like it was on fire.  I took a deep breath of
evening air as I closed and locked my front door.  I loved his time of
year, the summer was almost over and the sticky summer evenings had all but
finished.  I got into my car, tapped Dylan's address into my Sat Nav and
pulled out the driveway.

It took around 15 minutes to drive to the Henderson's house.  It was an
impressive ranch style property on around an acre of ground.  Somehow I was
surprised; I didn't expect something as large or as grand.

I pulled up outside the house, parking on the road and not on the drive.  I
shut the car off and felt the butterflies rise in my stomach.  I was
genuinely nervous about being at Dylan's house.  I knew the effect he had
on me and just hoped he'd behave himself in front of his Mom as these jeans
really wouldn't hide much.

I got out of the car and headed up the drive towards the front door.
Halfway up the drive my phone beeped to tell me I had a message.  I pressed
the button to read the message.

"Whoa you look SOOOO Hot.. :p YUM.. D xx"

I looked up and around but couldn't see Dylan anywhere.  He really was a
cheeky kid, but so beautiful and his text did nothing but make me smile.

I reached the door and rang the bell.  Twenty seconds later the door opened
and Jane Henderson stood in front of me.
 She was wearing a nice lace top and a pair of blue slacks all nicely
fronted by an apron, her hair was tied back in bun and her make up
perfectly applied.  She was a very attractive woman and I can imagine she
had a host of guys who'd like to date her.

"Dr. Thomson, thank you for coming, please come in" she said opening the
door wider and standing aside to let me in.

"Please Mrs. Henderson call me Dan" I replied.  I'd worked hard to become a
Doctor and like being called such but it was far too formal for tonight.

"Sure Dan, and please call me Jane, Mrs.  Henderson is my Mother-in-Law"
She said smiling broadly.

"I'm so sorry it was such short notice but Dylan was at me all day and I
told him that we shouldn't bother you as you looked so tired earlier but he
wouldn't let it go.  He seems to have taken to you Dan."  She said smiling
looking me directly in the eye.

"He's a nice kid Jane, you should be proud of him."  I said trying to sound
detached from him but not sounding entirely convincing.

"Oh I am, ever since his Father died in January it's been terribly
difficult for him.  Dylan and his Father weren't very close but the shock
to both of us was dreadful and Dylan struggled to see me so upset." She
explained.

"I could see that from his reaction when I phoned you earlier" I said.  "He
was very upset at the thought you were worried and scared about him.  He
seems a very sensitive soul; it's a lovely trait for him to have."

"Oh Doc, you said you wouldn't tell Mom about me crying earlier" came a
whine from down the hall.

Dylan came in to view and almost took my breath away.  He hadn't been lying
when he said he'd be wearing something sexy, Dylan had on a skin tight red
Hollister T-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans that were so different from
the rags he wore earlier.

He looked at me with a cheeky grin, reading what was going through my
mind. Quickly making his way over to me he threw his arms around me in
massive hug.

"I'm so glad you came Doc" he said squeezing me tight.

He was wearing Abercrombie and Fitch fragrance, so not only did he look hot
he smelled fantastic too. I lost myself in the moment taking in the
fragrance and heat of this gorgeous kid as he pressed himself hard up
against me.

"You look so fucking hot Doc" he whispered, barely audible into my ear.

I moved away from his hug conscious that his mother Jane was standing there
watching us.  As I pulled away she looked and smiled.

"Right then whose ready to eat?" she asked walking away as if what had
happened was completely normal.

Her 16 year old son had hugged an older man he'd met less than 24 hours
earlier in a way that could be at best described as overly affectionate and
at worst described and sexual but she'd walked off as if nothing had
happened.

As she turned her back and walked out of sight towards the kitchen Dylan
jumped at me and pulled me close to him.  Kissing me frantically and
passionately he pushed his tongue in between my lips until it made contact
with mine.  Our tongues fought briefly against each other in a kiss that
was so charged with electricity I was surprised the light bulbs didn't
blow.

"Dylan!" I hissed as I pulled away.  "Your Mom will see"

"So?!" he replied giving me his cheeky grin again.

"So??" I asked with incredulity "Because you gorgeous little devil, I don't
want to be dragged off to Jail after your Mom phones the cops and tells
them I've been sexually abusing her Son in front of her"

Dylan chuckled which irritated me slightly.

"Ok Doc, sorry but really it will be fine she knows I'm Gay" he said.

"She might know you're Gay but she doesn't know you're fucking a 26 year
old Doctor" I replied losing my irritation and gently kissing him on the
lips.

Dylan blushed and put his arms around me again and hugged me close.

"Ok Sexy Doc, how about we go and eat, we have plenty of time for fun" He
whispered lustfully in my ear as he gently took my hand and led me to the
kitchen.