To all of my readers - It may be a while before you get my next chapter. Work is hellish, and my grandma just died. I need to spend more time being there for my Mom for a while. There's a chance that I may get a laptop soon to use at work, and if that's the case, the chapters should keep flowing, but if not, you'll all know why.
Also - please don't ask me to send you the chapters before they've even been posted. I had about 10 people ask me to do that, but I'm not going to start a mailing list. The story is right here, god forbid you'd have to come to the site to read it. ;-)
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The next thing I thought about as I was laying there on my bed was the awesome blow job I got while being with Zack in the shower. I started to get hard remembering the way he seduced me. Since I'm the only child who is still at home, I very rarely get disturbed while I'm in my room. Knowing this, I stripped, laid back down on the bed, and started stroking my rigid pole.
I was right at my climax and just as my cum shot high in the air, the phone rang. I have my own line, so I knew that no one else would get it. So, with my heart racing from the height of my jack-off session, I picked up the phone and breathlessly muttered, "Hello?"
"Hey!" responded a familiar male voice.
"Oh, hi!" I answered, not quite sure who it was on the other end.
"Did you just get in, lover?"
Ohhh! I thought to myself, figuring out that it was Zack.
"No, I was just uh, uh..." I stammered.
"Uh-huh," he replied suspiciously. "Are you talking about what I think you're talking about?"
"Most likely," I admitted coyly.
"Oh shit, don't start," he yelled, "you're going to get me all horned up too!"
"Yeah, well that's the point," I teased.
"I see..."
"Listen," I said. "I gotta know. Are you seeing anybody?"
"Yeah."
"Oh," I replied, heartbroken.
"You," he continued, "that is, if you're not seeing anyone, and you want to be with me too."
"Hmmm," I teased. "Well I'll just have to think about it," I laughed.
"Hey!" he joked back.
We both laughed for a second, followed by an awkward silence. I knew he felt it too. He was probably searching as hard as I was for something to say.
"So, do you have any plans tonight? I know you don't work, I already checked the schedule."
"Have you been planning this?" I pried.
"Well, sorta," he admitted. "I was hoping for it, anyway. I just didn't know when I was going to make my move. Truth is," he continued, "I wasn't even thinking about joining PJAS. I just followed you in from the field. I thought it would be the perfect opportunity. I just told you I was doing PJAS as an excuse to be in the shower room with you. I didn't even know about the meeting until you told me why you were there. Why do you think I started working at the grocery store? Do you think it's just a coincidence that ever time you take a break, I'm there?"
"So you've been stalking me, " I questioned, hiding the feeling of being flattered.
"Sorta," he paused. "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" he asked vulnerably.
"I think it's sweet," I said.
"Well good, because it's not easy trying to cover it up all the time! So anyway, you never answered me. Are you busy tonight?"
"Yes," I said, playing him at his own game."
"Oh?"
"I'm spending some time with my new boyfriend. Anything specific you had in mind?"
"Umm..." he said, thinking for a minute, "Well it's a nice night out. Why don't you come over here and we can take a walk? My area is pretty secluded. We won't have to worry too much about being seen. How about 7:30? Is that good for you?"
"Sure," I gleamed. "I'll be there!"
"OK, see you then..."
"Wait, I interrupted, before he could hang up. I don't even know where you live!"
"Oh God," he said. "I'm sorry. My head's been in the clouds ever since what happened today."
He proceeded to give me directions, then we said our 'I-Love-Yous' and hung up. I was so excited about spending time alone with him that I ransacked my dresser, looking for the perfect outfit, and headed straight for the shower. Having your own bathroom is a great luxury. I'd recently discovered this, since my older brother, Gabriel, went away to college last fall. I thought it was even better than having my own room.
Don't get me wrong, I love my brother. We get along really well. I even told him that I was gay, we were that close. It's just that having privacy to me, is one of the most important things in life.
Anyway, I digress. So I hopped in the shower, singing, whistling, humming. All I could think about was what might be in store for me this evening. I couldn't get my mind off of Zack and the way he had looked, naked earlier that day. I don't think I'll ever lose that mental picture.
I got out of the shower, toweled off, and got dressed. I put some cologne on and made sure everything was in place, and that I looked as good as I could for my new boy-toy.
Cliff hanger? You bet. Read the next chapter to find out what happens. It's already written, and will probably be up in a few more days. Email me: Recklissmind@aol.com.