Date: Sun, 18 Oct 2009 11:19:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sean Hardy <hardy.sean@rocketmail.com>
Subject: Playing Dirty Chapter Two

Chapter Two -- Night Games
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                There was no sleeping for Aaron that night. He tossed and
turned beneath the sheets until the sun rose. All he could think about was
Matt Parker and that little wave he had given him. What did it mean? He
couldn't stop questioning the motives behind that wave and if he'd seen
what Aaron was looking at during his "handy" time.
                Aaron waited in his bedroom until almost nine and then
after a quick shower and change of clothes, decided that he couldn't wait
any longer. He had to bite the bullet and find out just what Matt's
reaction was going to be.
                He cautiously walked across the lawn and up the front steps
of Matt's house. He stood outside the door for several minutes, telling
himself over and over to be cool. He was about to turn and run when the
door opened before him, Matt standing there giving him a look.
                "I wasn't expecting you until later." He said very calmly.
                "I-I just wanted to be early." Aaron stammered. He felt his
palms sweat and his face flush. Matt smiled at him and then gestured for
him to enter. He stepped aside and left the door open.
                "Come on in."
                Aaron slowly walked into the house; he didn't know what was
going on. Had he dreamt that Matt had seen him? No, he did see him; there
was no getting around that.
                "Do you want some breakfast?" Matt said closing the
door. Aaron walked into the living room and turned back to face him.
                "I'm fine." He replied.
                "Okay, well then let's get down to business." Matt said.
                Aaron waited a second and then relaxed a little.
                "Why don't we start by getting this mattress upstairs."
Matt said. Aaron took hold of one end and Matt got the other and they
carefully went up the narrow staircase with it. Matt nodded his head in the
direction the bedroom and Aaron walked backwards towards it.
                After leaning the mattress up against the wall, the two
guys went back downstairs to get the box springs. Aaron helped Matt set his
bed up and attached the headboard. He couldn't help glancing out the window
and realizing that he was in the room that Matt had been in the night
before.
                "Nice view huh?" Matt asked.
                "S-Sure." Aaron said quickly.
                "So about that little show last night." Matt said. Aaron
froze and then slowly turned to face the older man.
                "I uh...." He mumbled.
                "Jerking off to gay porn huh?" Matt asked, this time making
a slow circle around Aaron like a predator intimidating his prey.
                "I'm sorry; I should have shut the curtains." Aaron said
not really knowing how to respond.
                "Oh its okay, it's very okay in fact." Matt said. He
brushed his hands over Aaron's shoulders and then spun him around face to
face.
                "So does your Dad know?" He asked.
                "N-No sir." Aaron stammered.
                "So I shouldn't say anything about it to him right?"
                "Probably not." Aaron replied feeling his knees shake. He'd
never felt this nervous before in his whole life.
                "I can keep a secret." Matt said with a coy smile.
                "Thank you." Aaron replied feeling a sense of dread taking
over. It couldn't be this simple right?
                "I can keep a secret, but that means you owe me."
                "Sure, anything, just please don't tell anyone."
                "No problem Aaron, really." Matt said. He patted the
younger man on the shoulder and then left the room.
                Aaron sighed and relaxed his stiff body. He couldn't
believe that was it, it shouldn't have been that easy. There was something
in the way Matt talked to him that put Aaron on full alert, waiting for the
other shoe to drop.
                "Hey Aaron, I need some help down here." Matt called from
downstairs. Aaron shook off his thoughts and hurried out of the room.

                The rest of the morning went off without anything else
happening. Matt was friendly and chatted with Aaron as they moved the rest
of the furniture around the house and nothing else was said about what they
had discussed earlier. Aaron couldn't shake the feeling that things were
far from over though, like this was only the beginning.
                Matt's words kept repeating over and over. What exactly had
he meant by them? Was it just some simple way people often say "you owe me
one" but never collect on it or was there more to it?
                After finishing up all the moving, Matt offered Aaron
another beer, but he declined, explaining that he had to get back home and
clean up for his date. Matt told him that was fine and again paid him fifty
dollars and told him to have a nice time.
                Aaron couldn't concentrate on anything after that. He
mindlessly showered and put on something nice to take his girlfriend
out. He sat through a boring movie and dinner with little to say and then
drove her home and the back to his house. It was a little before ten, his
curfew, when he parked his car in the driveway.
                Matt Parker was sitting out on his porch on the wooden
swing that Aaron had helped him string up earlier in the day. He gave a
friendly wave to Aaron as he started up the walkway, house key in hand.
                "Hey Aaron?" Matt called just as Aaron was inserting his
key in the door. He froze and turned his head to see Matt smiling at him.
                "Yeah?" He asked.
                "Have a good night." Matt said after a few seconds. He
waved again which unnerved Aaron and then slowly went inside his house.
                Aaron quickly went inside and said goodnight to his father
and then went up to his bedroom. He closed the door behind him and didn't
bother turning on the lights. He crossed to the window and slowly pulled
back the curtain, just enough for him to see out.
                The window into Matt's bedroom was dark and Aaron sighed
with relief. He was about to close the curtain when he saw movement in the
other house and then the light switch on, illuminating the room and
revealing his neighbor walking in.
                Logically, he knew he should just close the curtain and go
to bed, but Aaron never listened to his better judgment. He watched as Matt
stood beside the bed they'd put up earlier and slowly removed his white
t-shirt. He tossed it onto the bed and then unbuttoned the top of his jeans
and slid them down. Aaron hungrily drank down the details of Matt's body,
the toned chest and strong powerful looking thighs.
                As if putting on a show, Matt ran his hand down over his
chest and then gave his bulging package a soft caress. Aaron felt himself
begin to get hard. What was Matt doing?
                He grabbed at the top of his black briefs and was about to
slide them off as well, but then as if remembering something, he went to
the window and closed the blinds, shutting Aaron out of his peep show.
                Aaron yanked the curtain close and spun around, pressing
himself up against the wall of his bedroom. He breathed in heavily and
collected his nerves. What was happening? Was this a game? Was Matt some
sick twisted freak who got off on tormenting him or what?

                The next morning, Aaron slept late and came downstairs
around ten. He poured himself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table to
eat. Mitch Newberry came into the room, playfully smacking his son on the
head and then sitting down across from him to read the morning paper.
                "Mr. Parker wanted you to stop by later." He said. Aaron
nearly dropped his spoon into the bowl at his father's words.
                "What for?" Aaron asked sharply.
                "I think he needed some more help with his stuff." Mitch
replied.
                "Oh okay." Aaron said. He felt even more nervous that his
father was passing messages between them. It was too close for comfort or
something.
                "You better go over there, keep up a good appearance for a
customer." Mitch said still reading the paper.
                "Fine Dad, I'll go over in just a minute." Aaron replied
feeling a little annoyance with his father. Always a business man.
                He finished his cereal and went over to the house next
door.. As if he'd been waiting for Aaron, Matt opened the door as he moved
up the steps. He smiled warmly at him.
                "Good morning sleepy head." He said.
                "Morning." Aaron replied feeling uneasy.
                "Come on in." Matt said. He pulled the door back so Aaron
could enter.
                "So I talked to your Dad this morning." Matt continued as
he closed the door. Aaron took a seat on the couch and looked up at the
older man. Matt was shirtless, his nicely toned chest almost glowing in the
morning light that streamed in through the window.
                "He's really proud of you, wouldn't stop talking about how
you're going to join him in the business some day."
                "Yeah, that's the plan." Aaron said.
                "Of course he also kept talking about that sweet little
girl you're dating." Matt said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
                "Oh." Aaron said.
                "Yeah he really thinks you two might end up together, says
you've been dating a while now."
                "Maybe, who knows?" Aaron replied feeling almost sick to
his stomach, but oddly aroused at the same time.
                "I guess what Daddy doesn't know can't hurt him right?"
Matt said with a laugh.
                "I don't know." Aaron said looking down at his shoes.
                "So about this whole, you owe me thing. I'd like to collect
on it." Matt said.
                "What do you want?" Aaron asked.
                "I'm glad you asked me that question kid." Matt started. He
moved closer to the couch and almost right in front of where Aaron was
sitting. "See, it's been a few weeks since I had any fun and I could really
use some."
                "What do you mean?"
                "Oh you're not that naïve Aaron." Matt said. He reached
down and gave his package a squeeze.
                "Um I don't know about that." Aaron said uncomfortably.
                "Well you don't have to of course."
                "I don't?"
                "No, you don't have to do anything you don't want to do."
                "Okay, thanks."
                "But between us guys, I think you do want to do it, and
backing out of an agreement wouldn't be wise on your part." Matt said with
a glint in his eye.
                "So really I don't have a choice? Is that what you're
saying?"
                "You do have a choice, you can either blow me, or I can
just call your Dad up and tell him about that awfully rude incident of me
seeing you jacking off to some guy's pictures on your computer." Matt said
with a smile.
                "That's blackmail." Aaron said stating the obvious.. He
glared over at Matt who remained calm. So this was the plan after all?
                "Call it whatever you want, but I've given you options." He
said coolly.
                "Gee thanks." Aaron snapped.
                "Now there's no reason to get upset." Matt said playfully.
                Aaron couldn't help but be totally turned on, he'd never
been propositioned before, but the sinister way that Matt was playing him
also scared him a little. Matt continued to smile at him the whole time, as
if nothing was out of the ordinary.
                "So what's it going to be?" he asked.

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                Thanks for the e-mails guys! I'm sorry if this chapter has
mistakes in it. The person who has been editing my stories seems to have
gone. Anyone up for editing? I could sure use it. E-mail me if you are
interested, hardy.sean@rocketmail.com