Date: Sun, 7 Sep 2014 16:48:53 +0200
From: Nick David <mrwriter2014@mail.com>
Subject: Jerome & Davey

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Jerome & Davey


Davey is my next door neighbours son. My neighbour is a single mum who has
Davey full time. Davey is 16 and very cute, he's always wearing the very
latest fashionable clothes as his Mum earns alot of money as an estate
agent in the city.

I've often wondered about Davey as he acts very feminine sometimes. Now I
know just acting feminine doesnt mean your gay but I just get a feeling
whenever Davey is talking that he is trying to hold the real him inside
through fear of being bullied.

I'm Jerome, 28, sales manager in town for a major high street company and
also in charge of hiring staff for our store and this is where this story
starts, November and we had just advertised our Christmas vacancies in the
shop window, we had already had well over 100 applicants for just 4 jobs so
after 48 hours we took the advert down. The following day Davey came in
store and as soon as he saw me his face lit up and asked about the vacancy,
I told him unfortunately we had so many applicants that we were not after
anymore. He said his Mum would be so angry she had been in store when the
jobs were in the window and told him to move his ass of the sofa and get
and apply, but he left it too late. He turned to leave the shop when I felt
sprry for him and told him to leave the form and I would sneak it in the
pile of other completed forms. He thanked me and said I was cool. Which
made me blush which in turn made Davey blush, he turned and left the store
and left me feeling that I had to give that boy a job no matter what.

So it came to the interview process and I told Davey the following day that
if he could make it in the store at 5pm I would see him then. He arrived at
4:55 wearing black trousers and a lovely pink shirt. We spoke a little bit
about what he would be expected to do. Some shelf filling, working in the
stock room, also serving customers on the check out. He seemed keen and
more importantly I knew I would be able to trust him. So we both agreed
that he would start the following Monday so I asked him for all his clothes
sizes so I could get him his uniform sorted. By 5:30 all was done and
dusted and he went home, leaving me to finish up in store and lock up.

So the following Monday arrived and Davey turned up for his shift at 9am
looking splendid amd smelling just divine. But hey this was work and I
wasn't going to say anything to him lol, so I showed him where everything
was that he would need and gave him a quick introduction to all the staff
and we all set to work for what was yet another busy days trading in the
pre Christmas build up.

5pm came and all the staff left but I saw Davey just slowly getting his
gear together ready to go home. I asked him if he fancied a lift and he
nodded that he would, he seemed quiet but I just assumed he was tired from
his 1st days work. Anyway we both got in the car at 6pm and set off for
home, just as we arrived home I had an idea and asked what time his Mum
would be home and he said probably after 9pm but she wouldn't notice or
care where he was anyway. I felt sorry for him and told him we were going
to get some fish and chips and a couple of drinks to take home so that was
decided and we made our way to the chip shop.

At home eating or supper of fish, chips and mushy peas with a bottle of
coke we got chatting about eachother and he told me he was shy when it came
to talking to people as he often gets called names for talking a bit
feminine, I told him there was nothing wromg with being feminine and I said
I happen to like how you talk and look and act. He said thanks and blushed
long enough for me to notice, we finished our supper talking about how he
felt his first day went and then I got up to clean the table, he excused
himself and went to the bathroom, he was still in there as I finished the
cleaning and sat down to put some music on, he came out of the bathroom
looking flushed and I began to wonder what he was upto in there but hey we
were all young once. So we sat until about 8:30 then Davey started dpzing
off to sleep, he must have been really tired from work. So about 9pm i
shook him awake and told him the time and his Mum would be home wondering
where he was. He agreed but seemed uncomfortable on the settee and that was
when I noticed the bulge in his trousers. He saw me look and turned bright
red in embarrasment but hey I didnt care lol. I told him he might want to
do something with that before he goes home and he nodded and looked really
shy. I told him it was ok we all get hard ons after we've been to sleep
which seemed to make him more comfy. He stood up and then it was evident
this was a proper full on erection, very sheepishly and quietly he muttered
something which I couldnt quite grasp. So I asked him to speak up, that was
when he said could I wank him off.

Shocked but quite excited I thought and decided there would be no harm in
giving him a quick 5 minutes of fun so I moved my hand closer to his penis
and began unbuttoning his trousers which then fell to the floor, he stood
in just his red boxers which were very wet and very tented so I just shoved
them down to his knees and began rubbing his wonderfully hard warm and red
throbbing cock. He didn't last long and after about 60 seconds of rubbing
he erupted one, two three, four, five, six jets of teen boy cum covered my
hand and his penis, I told him to make his way to the bathroom and then
hurry home, leaving me to clean him up. He didnt take long in the bathroom
and came out said thanks and left my house for next door, leaving my hand
coated in his lovely juice which I quickly made use of, tearing my trousers
down and dropping my pants I quickly mixed Daveys cum with my pre cum amd
made short work of my hard on. I streamed several blasts of cum all over
the living room floor, but knowhere near as much as Davey had produced. I
lay back on the sofa and fell asleep dreaming of his stunning cum coated
penis.



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