A gay adult story: The Boy next door -1 by Sapphire2001 ,
This is my first story. i really hope you guys enjoy. i write stories for fun and something to do. im just taking it to new horizens and see what otyer people think. please be honest.
“Jake!” My mother called up to me. I groaned and sighed deeply. I didnt want to get out of bed. Summer was over rated. Like seriously. Take into consideration that everyone doesnt like summer. I dont want to…please dont make me. My bedroom door opened and i groaned opening my eyes and looked up seeing Gabe.
My older brother. He always came up to get me if mums calling didnt work. Gabe was tall for his age. He was 19 and stood at 6’1. His blonde hair was shaggy, his blue eyes looked paler then normal today. He was slightly muscular but not much. Even though he has been working out at the gym kately. Trying to impress the ladies it seemed. Ew!
“Get up Jacob.” he said and helped me out of bed. I yawned and stretched as he leaved my room so i coukd get dressed. I pulled off the pj bottoms i wore to bed. Yea thats right, i sleot in only pj bottoms and boxers. Nope, no shirt. I walked over to my dresser and opened the top drawer and pulled out a black veil brides t-shirt and pulled it on. Then went down to another drawer and opend that on and pulled out my favorite black fadded ripped up skinny jeans.
Once i was dressed i brushed out my blonde hair. My blonde hair was shorter that my brothers. I dont know how to explain the cut, but like its not past my ears. Lets just say that. I opened up the door to my room and then that smell hit me like a wave of water.
It was mums famous hone cooked pancakes. Smelled like double chocolate chip pancakes. My stomach growled and i slowly made my way downstairs. I went into the kitchen and my mother hugged me.
She had nice long beautiful blonde hair, her skin was pale and flawless, and amooth. Her eyes were a bright blue today. And she seemed rather relaxed. She smiled at me. “Okay Jake, sit down and eat.” she said softly and i nodded in response.
I sat down and picked up the fork and ate the pancakes. I could only moan in satisfaction. The cool thing about my mum was that she didnt care that i was gay. She actually praised me. Which i thought was weird. Yet my older brother Gabe didnt like the fact he had a gay brother in the house. Hmm he sounds like those jocks on the football team. But oh well. Its summer now, and im stuck with him, and hes stuck with me.
Haha cant get rid of me i thought as i hate. Mmm the food was sooo good.
After i was done eating i placed my plate in the sink and got a glass of milk and drank it before setting the glass down.
I walked back up stairs to my room and sat down, looking out my window. Thats when i saw him. The hotest guy i ever saw. His name is Blake. He has black scene styled hair, beautiful hazel eyes, pale flawless skin, his bottom lip pierced with black snakebites.
He was to die for. He was tall as well. He was 6 feet tall. Sooo hot. Everyone is taller than me. Im 5’5 1/2. Upsetting huh. But i was a average guy. I’m only 16. Yay me. Kinda. But i mean just watching him gets me hard. God…
I saw him look up at me and i quickly moved from the window. Uh-oh…did he just see me? I hope to hell he didnt, but at the same time i hope he did. I looked back out the window and he was still staring, but with a smile. He waved and then looked towards his house and then back at me, waving me over.
Wait…what? Did he just wave me over. I shook my head and he nodded. I sighed giving in and walked downstairs and pulled on my black converse. I walked outside and took in a breath if fresh air.
The birds chirped happily, the air smelled of summer, well flowers. Wait does summer even have a smell to it? Never mind. I looked over to Blake’s house, and there he was. All tall and hot. Gosh, i could just melt where i stood. My member hardend in my jeans and i bit lip and he motioned me over.
I hoped to god my boner went down. I slowly and shyly walked over to his house and walked up the steps and onto the poarch. He smiled at me.
“Hey Jake.” he smiled and i looked up at him.
“Hello Blake.” i blushed shyly.
“I’m home alone for a week. Do you think you could keep me company?” he asked and i blinked, shocked at his question. I nibbled on my bottom lip and smiled.
“Well um sure. I should go ask my mum if i can spend the weekend over here.” i weakly said and pulled out my ipod.
Me: Hey mum can i spend the weekend over at Blakes?
Mum: Sure thing sweety. Dont forget to get some clothes.
Me: Thanks mum.
And that was the end of that.
“She said yes. I just need a week worths of clothes.” i whispered and Blake smiled.
“okay. Hurry back. The door will be unlocked.” he said and with that he disappeared into the house
i ran back over to my house and my heart was racing. My cock was still hard as fuck. Maybe, oh maybe, i could masterbate before i go back over. Doesnt sound that bad does it.
As soon as i entered my room, i locked the door behind me. I unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped them, pulling them down and then my boxer brifes. My hard-on was standing on its own
I took in a shaky breath and wrapped my hand around my cock. My cock wasnt to big, nor small. It was a normal 6 inches. I began stroking myself and soft girlish moans left me. As i jerked myself off harder i dropped to my knees.
“oh fuck..” i mumbled and reached my free hand down and fondled my balls. I thrusted into my hand and groaned tilting my head back imagining it was Blake jerking me off, pleasuring me with those strong hands of his.
“Fuck yes…harder.” i moaned to myself, daydreaming. I stroked myself faster. My grip tightend around my cock. I bit my lip and bent over using my left hand to prop myself up. I kept thrusting my hips into my hands and shuddered softly. “oh god…oh god…oh god…” i moaned out and thrusted my hips faster into my hand as if i was fucking something. My cock throbbed and i groaned. Stroking faster. I finally settled myself down. Resting my chest of the floor so my ass was in the air. I kept stroking myself roughly, and fast. The pleasure was so intense. I bit my lip to muffle my moans so no one could hear me diwnstairs.
It wasnt like i never did this before. “Blake…” i moaned the boy next doors name. I tightend my grip on my cock more, squeezing it, stroking it. Wanting to cum si badly but it seemed to be taking longer then usual. “Oh fuck me…” i hissed and my hips kept fucking my hand as i tensed up. I felt that urge to cum now and i quickend my pace. My hand a blur as i jerked off. Pre-cum leaked from the thick head and i bit my lip.
“yes here it come baby…” i moaned out and stroked faster and then i exploaded. My cum shooting out onto the hard floor beneath me. I kept stroking til after four long squirts came from me. I breathed harshly and laid down on my stomach and remived my hand. I felt so much better. My cock softend and i sat up.
Damn i got a mess to clean up now before i leave. I stood up. My legs weak. I pulled up my boxer brifes then my jeans and buttoned and zipped them back up. Damn it felt so good to cum…
I looked around grabbing a towel that was hanging on a door knob in my room and kneeled down cleaning the cum off the wooden floor. I stood up, tossing the towel to a corner in my room then went and grabbed a bag and put my clothes i would need for a week inside.
I unlocked my bedroom door, biting my lip, really hoping no one heard and walked downstairs and out the door. I have to admitt though. Thats the first time it was ever intense. I walked over to Blake’s and opened the frint door, only to hear muffled sounds.
What was he doing. I settled my bag on the floor next to the door and closed it. “Blake, where are you?” i called out looking around. He had a nice home. A black leather couch, nice white carpeted floors. I looked to the tv. Wow. Impressive. A 50 inch flat screen tv. Damn. Wish we had one at home.
I sat down on the couch as the muffle noises seem to of gotten louder. I wondered what it was. It was to hard to make out. Until i heard a loud groan. Oh…wait was he jacking off too? Or did he lie, and someone else really was home.
After about five minuets, left alone to my thoughts, Blake had came downstairs and smiled. “Oh sorry, i didnt hear you come in.” he seemed disoriented.
“Oh its fine.” i smiled a bit. Actually now i was shy. I jerked off at home to this guy. He sat down beside me.
“So what woukd you like to do Jake?” he asked and i tilted my head, thinking. Only to gasp, feeling a kiss on my neck then a soft breath at my ear. “Cause i sure to hell know what i wanna do.” he whispered before nipping my ear lobe.
I moaned softly and looked to him. I couldnt do this. Not now. Not right now please. But my body ignored my pleas and my cock had hardend in my jeans making me groan. Damn how many times could i get hard today?Blake smirked looking down. Damn my hard-on was noticeable through my jeans.
“Mmm someone’s hard.” he smirked and yanked me down to a laying poistion and i gasped. He smirked and leaned down and kissed me hard yet passionately. I couldnt help it, my body responded and i kissed him back roughly. Wrapping my arms around his neck, he kissed down the side of my jaw and down to my neck, sucking on my skin, making me moan. His hands traliled down and straddled my hips. “You dont know how long i waited to do this.” he mumbled against my neck, sucking more.
I ran my hands through his hair. “Please Blake…stop…im quite sensitive.” i begged but he didnt take no for an answer. He nibbled my neck ajd grinded against me, making me moan. Blake was a hot guy. Totally was. I wanted to sumit to him. But hes a year older then me. Wouldnt this he counted as rape? Well not if you didnt enjoy it. But i was, dispite my pleas for him to stop.
He kept grinding his hips against me. Dry humping me. “Please no stop.” i mumbled and he pulled away after a minuet or two of sucking on my skin. He trailed his hands up my shirt.
“Why should i stop?” he asked, looking down at me with those sezy hazel eyes of his.
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