Date: Mon, 4 Mar 2002 13:48:41 -0800
From: Benjamin Owen <ben85@37.com>
Subject: Boy Across The Hall 1

Boy Across The Hall

This is a fictional piece of work about sex between a minor boy and an
older man. If you are not old enough to read such material or are otherwise
uninterested, then turn back.

Taking Care of Jase

My name is Luke; I'm a thirty-three year old married guy, living with my
wife (Steph) in an old run down flat on the eastside of town. I work as an
accountant for a large electronics firm, the job sounds good but isn't. The
pay should be good but isn't. The flat opposite ours is occupied by a
single mother (Lara) and her fourteen-year old son, Jase, she works with my
wife in a newly established clothes shop downtown.

Every Friday night the pair of them hit the clubs and have a blast.
Unfortunately, since I'm one of the few people who have to work on a
Saturday morning, I can't. So, I'm left with piles of work to get through
on a Friday night as well as keeping an eye on Jase. He is a good kid,
considering his age, at thirteen you'd expect a lot of hassle and trouble,
but Jase was a quiet lad and kept himself busy.

One such Friday night I sat at my desk typing away frantically on my laptop
while Jase quietly watched some stupid sitcom on the telly. It was
approaching eleven o' clock, around the time when the girls got back from
their wild parties. I completed the file I was working on and closed the
laptop, grabbing a can of coke and throwing one at Jase, I sat back and
relaxed, waiting for Lara and Steph to get home so I could go to bed.

The phone rang and I lazily answered it. It was Steph, obviously drunk; she
giggled so much she could hardly speak. That is why I didn't believe her
when she said their car had broke down out of town and they had found their
way to Kerrie's (another of their rowdy workmates). It took a much sober
Lara Kerrie to convince me that it was true and there was no way for them
to get back that night. I cursed Steph when she got back on the phone and
she quickly handed it over to Lara.

Lara begged me to keep Jase there for the night, she kept pleading which
was a little crazy, I wasn't exactly going to let him go back on his own
was I? But just to add to her guilt I said a few not-so-nice words and hung
up. I turned around and explained the situation to Jase.

I sent him into the bedroom to undress for bed while I went into the
bathroom to get ready for bed. I brushed my teeth and stripped down to my
briefs, I walked back to the room and opened a window, it was a very humid
night.

Jase was already in bed; his clothes piled up on the floor. Believe it or
not that's the when I realised that this was the only bed in the flat, the
one that Steph and me usually shared. I stood thinking for a few moments
and then lifted the sheets to climb in. Jase looked at me and I told him
about this being the only bed, he shrugged and turned his back to me.

I lay awake on the wrong side of the bed; I was used to sleeping on the
side closest to the window, where Jase was sleeping. Beads of sweat
trickled down my chest, despite the window being open the room was very
hot, I tossed and turned furiously as the heat gave me an unwanted
erection. It always happens to me, whenever I am restless I become hard, it
is very unusual. I tried to ignore and get some sleep but my horniness
increased as the moonlight poured in through the open window. I furiously
kicked the sheets off Jase and me and off the bed.

Peering down I saw the outline of my hard dick through the thin material of
my briefs. I slid my hand in the waistband and felt my erection; closing my
eyes and letting a soft moan escape my lips. I gently began stroking
myself, calming my frustration. I opened my eyes and looked over at Jase,
the outline of his body attracted me. I forced myself to look away and
focus on taking care of my dick. But my eyes glanced back towards Jase; I
stared at his crotch, imagining what was behind the shorts. The moonlight
gleamed straight on the lower half of his body, making it appear to be the
only thing in light, the rest of the room was dark I watched him and jacked
off, letting out soft moans with each stroke.

I lowered myself down the bed, until my feet were dangling off and my face
was close to Jase's crotch. I moved my head as close as I could and
inhaled, taking the scent of his young body. It made my cock throb, my
heartbeat furiously in my chest as I moved a trembling hand and cupped
him. He didn't move, or even stir in the slightest, encouraged by his deep
sleep; I traced the outline of his soft dick with my fingers. My hand
gripped my dick tighter as I moved my fingers up and down his smooth
thighs. I grunted, feeling his smoothness and the heat that his body gave,
my cock was pulsating and I was horny beyond restrain.

I tugged at his shorts, trying to remove them with as little force as
possible. He stirred ever so slightly as his shorts slide down, his thin,
dark pubic hair exposed, I moved my hand away and held my breath, luckily
the stirring didn't lead to him opening his eyes. After a few seconds I
slid his shorts down further until his soft young cock and hairless balls
popped into view. I pulled them down all the way and off. He lay there
asleep, with his lower body naked. I sniffed his crotch and inhaled his
smell; my cock squirmed and leaked as I pumped it. I let my tongue slide
down his soft shaft; the contact made his cock stiffen. I pulled way and
watched his cock get hard.

I moved my fingers to his smooth balls and lifted them slightly, kissing
them. My horniness was out of control, I was grunting menacingly as I
explored his privates. I licked tentatively at his scrotum and groaned. I
opened my mouth and took the head of his now stiff cock between my lips, he
grunted.

I looked up frantically with his dick still between my lips. He was looking
down at me, expressionless. I didn't take his cock out but I didn't suck it
either I lay there with it in my mouth and my hand tight around my engorged
dick. When he didn't react I sheepishly began sucking him, keeping my gaze
fixed on his face. He liked it, his eyes closed and he moaned, I was
encouraged, I sucked with eagerness, his young hard dick felt good in my
mouth.

I stroked myself slowly, moving my wet hands over the length of my
seven-inch dick, caressing it, teasing it. I swallowed his five-inch boner
entirely and inhaled the scent of his pubes, thrusting my tongue over his
shaft, making him squirm. His hand tightened around the bedsheet and he
gasped, I felt his warm cum shoot down my throat, it felt incredible I
sucked until his cock was drained. His moaning sent me over the edge; I
pumped my dick a few times more and started shooting my load in the air it
landed on my thighs and my stomach.

I got up to clean up, still uncertain that I had just done what I had. I
cleaned myself up quickly and went back into the bedroom, Jase had gone
back to sleep, I lifted his shorts from the foot of the bed and threw them
on the pile of the rest of his clothes and climbed back into the bed,
relieved and more likely to get some sleep.

To Be Continued...
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