Date: Wed, 1 Apr 2015 11:53:36 -0500 From: Noah Arias Subject: The Neighbor's Son ---------- The Neighbor's Son ---------- This fictional story involves a character under the age of 18. Read at your own discretion. ---------- If you enjoyed the story and would like to share a similar experience, or have a story idea of your own, send me an email and I'd love to write about it. My email is noah.arias15@gmail.com ---------- Last spring I got a part-time tutoring job with my neighbor, to help her son with his Algebra. Being 18, I decided that I could always use the extra money because I was saving up for college. Plus, teaching Algebra to a kid couldn't be that bad and truth be told, I really liked it. The neighbor's son was 13, and his name was Chase. He had dirty-blonde hair, blue eyes, pale skin, and an amazing smile. I had known him for a few months and I often watched over him when his mom went out on the weekends. He didn't mind having me watch him because we would just play games or watch a movie. I had been attracted to him ever since I met him, but I tried to hide those feelings until the first day of our tutoring session, when something unforgettable happened between us. It was a Saturday, and I was sitting in the kitchen with Chase and his mother. He was playing with his mom's smartphone while I discussed the tutoring session with her. "I'm really glad you're offering to do this. I couldn't find a tutor with a low rate that I could trust to teach him. We didn't have any luck with summer school last year." his mother informed me. "Of course, I'm happy to help. I used to struggle with math as a kid. Plus, Chase is like a brother to me, I look out for him and I wanna see him do well in school," I replied, looking over at him. He was focused on a game that he was playing on the phone, and the adorable look he had on his face made my heart skip a beat. "It's good to know he has you to rely on when I can't be here. Anyway, I should get going now. Chase, please behave yourself and pay attention to Noah's lecture. Your grades really need to improve if you want to stay on the soccer team," his mom said, giving him a kiss and taking her phone back from her son. "Mom, come on. You know I've been trying. Math just doesn't stick with me," Chase replied. "Hey, I'll try my best. And if you get an A on your next test, I'll take you to the mall and buy you a game of your choice," I told him. "Deal! You better not back out on me," he said, watching me skeptically. "Promise." I smiled, offering my pinky to make the deal official. "Alright boys, I'm out. Call me if you need anything! There's some money on the counter for pizza if you get hungry," she called out, before walking out the door and down the front lawn. I started taking out various practice workbooks and sheets from my bag to start the lesson. Chase watched as I took out several books, and his facial expression told me he was not going to enjoy it. "It's not so bad," I said, setting aside some of the sheets and opening up a book. "I promise I'll make it fun." "Ugh, fine," he said, reluctantly moving his chair closer to me. We spent about twenty minutes going over some sample algebra problems before I noticed his attention begin to wander. Every now and then our eyes would meet and I would blush, and then return quickly to the book in front of us. He started restlessly moving his feet under the table, kicking me in the process. "Hey, pay attention," I told him, giving him a stern look and holding his knee to stop the kicking. He sighed and leaned back into his chair. "I'm trying. It's just hard. Can we talk about other stuff for now?" he asked. "Like what?" "I don't know. Do you have a girlfriend?" "Wh-what? Why do you wanna know?" I asked, surprised by the abrupt question. "Nothing. I just came across some site the other day about guys...and girls...you know." "What, porn?" I asked. "Yeah." "Well why are you asking if I have a girlfriend?" "Nothing, I was just curious about what it's like. You know, sex and stuff." I blushed when I noticed his bright blue eyes staring straight at me, almost as if he knew I had always wanted to bring up the subject but was too afraid to do so. "Well, uh. I don't know. Like jacking off, I guess. I haven't had sex yet..." my voice trailed off. "You jack off? How often?" "Woah, Chase. Let's get back to algebra. You should talk about this stuff with your mom." I responded, until it hit me that he didn't have a father figure in his life and I was probably the closest thing to it. I sighed, and then turned to face him. "Look, what do you want to know?" "I don't know. I guess, if I'm doing it right. Or if it's wrong to do it. And I wanna know what...a blowjob is like." He said, looking away from my gaze. I couldn't help but look down at his lap, and sure enough, a small tent was forming in his khaki shorts. My heart sped up and and I swallowed before responding. "Me too. We could, I mean...since we both don't know..." I looked at his crotch where his very obvious erection poked straight up under the fabric. "Really!?" He asked, wide-eyed. He looked at my own lap, and could see that my own cock was hard, pressing against the denim of my jeans. "Only if you want to. And only if we get right back to tutoring." "Yeah! Please. I really wanna know what it feels like." He pleaded. "Okay. I'll do you first, if you want." I told him. I tried to act reluctant, but I very much wanted to suck his cock as soon as I could. He nodded at my offer and began to unbutton his shorts. "Hold on, I'll do it." I told him, moving his hands away and pulling the front zipper down. I motioned for him to lift his hips, and he did, inching lower in the process. I slid the shorts down to his ankles, revealing white briefs tented at the front. His covered cock pointed straight up, and it looked to be about four inches from what I could see. I looked back at his face and he had a hazy look in his eyes, clearly lust and possibly nervousness. He licked his lips and thrust his hips upwards to signal me to continue. I ran my hand over the erection under his tighty-whities, feeling its warmth through the fabric. His breathing sped up and I could feel his cock throb with my touch. "It already feels so good," he whispered, closing his eyes. He parted his soft red lips and it took everything in my power not to kiss him right then and there. I grabbed the elastic of the waistband and tugged his briefs down. As they passed over his erection, his cock sprung out from the confines of the fabric and pointed straight up at the ceiling. It looked to be a little less than four inches, cut, with a shiny pink head and pale smooth shaft. He was completely hairless, his smooth balls resting tightly against his body. "I know it's not big...I saw some guys on the internet and they were way bigger," he said, looking embarrassed. "Hey don't worry about it, it's perfect. You'll grow some more." I replied, trying to ease his worry. I took his cock in my hand and gave it a quick tug. He moaned softly in response and thrust his hips up again. I reached for the bottom hem of his blue polo, indicating that I wanted to remove his shirt. He lifted his arms and let me lift the fabric up his torso. I tossed it to the side and admired the smooth, hairless beauty in front of me. He sat there, breathing heavily, shorts and underwear around his ankles, naked and smooth from the waist up, watching me with a mix of emotions. I reached out to rub his chest, passing along his soft pink nipples, which hardened when I pinched them. My hand made its way to his warm stomach, feeling the skin there and exploring every inch until I made my way back to his cock. My fingers rubbed the sensitive head, feeling some pre-cum that had begun to spill out. I gently used two fingers to stroke his cock while my other hand cupped his smooth balls, moving them around gently. "Uh...hnh..hh..," he moaned, his body twisting in pleasure. His wavy hair began to stick to the sweat on his forehead as he thrust into my hand. I finally couldn't take it any longer and bent down to move my tongue across his length. He gasped as I licked all along his shaft and up to the head of his cock, tasting the sweet pre-cum that had formed at the opening of the head. His cock had an amazing taste, and it was one that I wanted to savor completely. I moved my tongue to the base, then to his balls, licking the hairless sac. I lifted his legs for easier access. My tongue swirled across his taint, between his plump, pale ass, then back up to his penis. I took his entire length into my mouth and sucked as hard as I could, bobbing my head between his lap with force. My hands explored his soft stomach and hairless balls as I drove him close to orgasm. His moaning was loud now, echoing across the kitchen and into the hall. His body writhed in pleasure and he almost fell off his seat from the movements. "Keep...going...hmn...uh..," he moaned, opening his eyes to watch me suck on his cock. I stared into his eyes while my tongue worked on every inch of his length. After a few more seconds, he reached his climax and thrust deep into my mouth, lifting himself off the chair. "Ahh...ahh! Ahh!" he yelled, squirting three small shots of sweet, watery cum into my eager mouth. I swallowed his seed, which had a sweet, silky taste, and continued to lick his shaft until he pulled away from my mouth. His breathing was rapid and sweat glistened on his face and torso. "How was it?" I grinned, watching his expression. "Amazing!" he managed to say between heavy breaths. I wiped my mouth and sat back up in my chair. "I think I'm gonna love tutoring from now on," he said, smiling and reaching for the tent in my pants. I smiled back and playfully punched his shoulder. But, he was right. From that point on, tutoring became something I looked forward to every weekend. ---------- If you enjoyed the story and would like to share a similar experience, or have a story idea of your own, send me an email and I'd love to write about it. My email is noah.arias15@gmail.com ----------