Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2006 15:18:36 -0800 (PST) From: John Harlington Subject: Paul Palmer's Apartment 001 Disclaimer: do not continue reading this work of fiction if you do not care for fiction m/b or b/b literature. There are no real characters or situations involved. PART 001 Paul Palmer = 22 years old, short brown hair, blue eyes, fairly muscular, boyish look, university graduate now recently completed his Med Tech license. Living in an apartment. Jon Albertson = 13 years old, brassy hair that has highlights of blond, green eyes, medium build, slim, 100% all boy. Paul is often mistaken for an adolescent himself, although he is 22 years old and a college graduate. He completed his Medical Technician license and is employed by Dr. Harlow's medical walk in clinic. The Quick Doc chain of walk in clinics is a common site throughout the state. Paul assists Dr. Harlow and his staff in seeing numerous clients. He has total trust and access to the six exam rooms at this clinic in a popular strip mall. Paul has always had an interest and a strong sexual urge for boys. He admires their youthfulness, their boyishness, and their sexual development. He also identifies with their heightened sexual prowess and energy. Paul has always had this inclination, for as far back as he can recall. Paul has been active in coaching little league, boy's swim teams, and the scouts. He is very boyish himself; often called by other boys "You're just a big kid." Paul loves having boys over to his apartment which is equipped with the latest toys, gadgets, devices, and foods highest in preference to most boys. At home about the apartment complex most days, Paul works but 3 days a week in the clinic. Other days he is free to roam about, thanks to the generous inheritance from his grandparents, who raised him for many years. Paul loves to scope out the pool area of the complex for boys, but is often disappointed with the baggie style of swimwear that today's boys adorn. One day, while relaxing by the pool, with his slim high resolution digital camera always at his side, he reads a book entitled Adoption Rules and Jobs. The sun is temporarily blocked out as a bewildered young woman sits down next to him sipping a gin and tonic. It is rather early in the day to see such a sight but he strikes up a courtesy discussion. "Hi, I'm Paul Palmer. I'm in 1369, the B building." "Hello Paul. I am Ginny Albertson. I am in 1360, also the B building. It's pretty uncommon to see people at the pool this hour and on a Thursday. Do you work?" "(Taking no offense) Yes Ms. Albertson. I work Monday through Wednesday. I am also studying for a master's program. What do you do?" "Call me Ginny. Don't make me feel older than I am. My son and I try to get by on my salary after his dad's death. I am a hairdresser. You may have heard it "The Mane Tamer" in the Sand Strip mall. I just come out here to relax." "Yeah Ginny! I work at Dr. Harlow's clinic in the same strip mall. Your place is at the far end. Are they good?" (trying to make small talk as he is aroused by the comment that she has a son!) "They are good. I let them high light my boy's hair, they are so good. But it is still tough to make do on what they pay me and the tips. Sometimes the tips are good." "Yeah it is tough these days. What's your son's name?" "His name is Jon." "How old?" "Jon? He is 12 years old. Well, he is almost 13 years old I should say." (Ginny quickly shows a color photo of the boy smiling at his 12th birthday party) (Paul's 22 year old cock stirs and twitches in his khaki shorts) "Ah, bet he is really active at that age. Running around and stuff." "Not really. Recently he's been so sad. His dad's death. (tears up) and his uncle." "I am sorry. What happened?" "His father died from testicular cancer. So did his uncle, and his grandfather. I guess you could say genetics. We really can't afford the money for specialists. Jon really freaked out to see his dad in so much pain." "I could imagine. Sorry to hear that. How is he doing in school?" "(Sips more gin) School? Not much. I mean, I home school him. He's having trouble in science. It was so awkward trying to teaching sex education. But I'm sure he needs it. I mean, he is almost 13. Hee hee. (Burp)." "I could see where that would be awkward. But I am sure you do a good job." "I'm just overwhelmed with all the work I have to do. I was going to the laundry room here in the apartment." "Oh let me help you Ginny." (The two walk carrying a heavy load of white laundry and make it to the washers and dryers) "Sorry Paul. I need to go back to our apartment. I forgot his socks. Could you load these and chunk these quarters?" "Sure thing Ginny. Try to take it easy." (Ginny leaves and Paul is stuffing laundry in the washer) (Paul sees dozens of boy's white briefs and stuffs a couple in his backpack. He notes crispy circular stains on the briefs. As he pushes the bed linens in the machine, circular crusty spots are seen. Paul's cock twitches more.) CHUNK CHUNK CHUNK CHUNK (The washer comes to life with gentle suds) "Thanks Paul! I got his athletic socks. Let me put these in too; oh it is packed in there. Well here goes." PLOP "Well, you seem like a great mom. Doing laundry and teaching and all." "Thanks Paul. I try. But it is mainly tight budgets and the Thrift Store clothing that gets us by. Jon is a growing boy. He outgrows his clothes so quickly. I wish he wouldn't be so freaked out. He wanted the Play Station 3 but there is no way...." "Ginny, I have it in my apartment! He can come over and check it out if he likes. Tonight!" "Oh he would freak out, in a good way. Sounds like a great idea. This will cheer him up. And having a guy, a man to help him. If you don't mind, Paul." (Ginny is won by Paul's handsome looks and demeanor) "Not at all." "Great. I have to go to a hair design class all night. I can drop him off at 6pm. I will pick him up at midnight. Is that ok?" "It will be great! I've wanted to have an actual partner, to play the games." "I will be sure to tell Jon about your PS3. And about you." Paul returns to his apartment cleaning it up and preparing for his boy guest. NEXT CHAPTER - PAUL'S GUEST