Two nights later, I was startled again. Couldn't believe it, hadn't he had enough? I must've been really out this time, cause he was really going at it. I lay real still, faking like I was still sleep, but I'd bet my right arm he didn't buy it. So what's that mean? He THAT bold? I didn't want to consider it.
Seems he really likes that line down the middle of my chest. Over and over his soft fingers would travel. Starting at the top, they would lightly glide, slowly passing between my nipples, then he'd start over again. He felt it up so much, I was getting bored. Why don't he do anything else? The hell he even doin' this for? Why you letting him?
He sulked around the room the next day, glued to the Playstation. Told you I hadn't fooled him. Well, whatever his problem, I couldn't stand hanging around the house another day. But what to do with the freak? If I left him in my room, my computer's hard drive would probably be reformatted, my keyboard busted, my stereo….
Just move the Playstation to the front
TV and leave him. He'll never miss you.
But when I started to move the system,
the pest gets this look on his face and starts in with the questions.
"Whacha doin?"
"Moving the Playstation to the front TV."
"Why?"
"I gotta go and I can't leave…"
"Can I go!"
Whoa, curve ball! I froze. Couldn't help it. Froze, stooped over the TV, my hands trying to disconnect the leads to the Playstation. I was starting to feel that sticky sensation under my shoe again...
So
we're sitting around watching TV one day and I start noticing this fool is getting hard. Can't miss it with them skin tight clothes he wears. Why is it most boys his age always wear clothes two sizes too small?
He's slumped down on the couch, legs dangling over the edge and I'm watching a bulge grow in his shorts. Didn't stop till it was a little tent. GOD DAMN, this kid is WEIRD!
He never touched it, never looked at it, just laid there, a full fledged hard-on in his shorts, watching TV. I finally had to get up and go outside.
Ain't
much to do in these small southern towns. To be honest, if the kid wasn't here, I'd be watching my porn. Either the couple of flicks I winged, using a money order, from that porn site, or all the shit I can find online. Bitches, man, that's my favorite.
Tits, pussy, ass! Favorite position? Doggy style! Like to see them bitches up on all fours, ass to the camera, waiting for my dick to…
See! That's what's fucked up bout this whole deal. I ain't got off in over two weeks! Not that I'm weak or anything. Shit, it ain't bout whackin' off anyway. I only do that every once in a while when I really get fucked up.
But hell, even if I had scored, when the fuck would I be able to do anything with Stuart Little hanging around all the time? Besides, he really messes with my game when I'm out. Can't be puttin' the moves on no honeys with a kid hanging around your neck....
Galaxy
Quest turned out to be a pretty decent movie. Kinda surprised me. We had a malt at a Mickey D's and, by the time we got home, it was late. Soon as I got outta my clothes, I hit the sack and just crashed.
The next morning I woke, my piss hard refusing to wait another minute. I skipped out the bed and across the floor but something was wrong. Not only was my dick hard, I could feel a breeze on it.
I looked down, and my shit's hanging outta my boxers. The fuck? Instantly, I darted my eyes over at the bed, catching Darnell peeking at me from beneath the covers. He blinked, then pulled the covers up over his eyes.
The hell was that little freak doin' last night?
The next night, I caught him in the act. Somehow, he'd gotten my dick out again and was having a ball with it. Up and down, up and down, his velvet soft hands roaming all around my dick. But that wasn't the bad part. I was hard!
Is super-weird trying to make my shit shoot? No… now he's just feeling it up. Choking his fist around my meat till it hits the head, then… now he's got it in a vice grip.
Aw shit, musta made my dick leak a
little cause now he's playing with it!
Ahh… spreading it all around the head.
Running his finger up and down the slit.
Torture!
Dick's real hard.
Can't help it…
Jumping…