Title:               HIS STALKING BUSINESS

Author:          Avaritico

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THE BOY FROM FARAWAY

 

FIRST HALF

It was always this time of the day, during dinner time that I would pass on his window. It will be the same time that he would be removing his clothes one by one until his boxers were the ones left. He would then stretch his body like he was posing for a magazine but he was just looking at the mirror. And I was already happy seeing that view. Because I knew that he would never look at me the way I look at him.

I made my footsteps very slow and small to be able to see everything. And it was then that he started stripping. He removed his shirt revealing a smooth slightly hairy chest which was toned. He touched his abdomen slightly then slowly unbuckled his belt. I instantly turned hard seeing that bush of hair on his navel moving toward his inner treasure.

I wanted to be the one unbuckling his belt. I wanted to be the one to unzip his pants but I know I would never get the chance to do so.

My pupils dilated as his hands started to pull down the pants and it was only his white briefs left. He was wearing briefs rather than boxers. It was for my eyes to see his thing with those tight briefs. It was bulging and almost ready to go out. It was huge.

I was almost salivating when he put his hand inside his briefs and strokes himself. Damn, he was so sexy. I was already fully hard then.

I looked around and nobody was there but me, so I stopped walking and continued watching the live show.

He was facing the ceiling, his mouth opened as he stroked himself up and down. Then I got a glimpse of the head of his Johnny when he stroked it up. He was far away but I could hear him moaning in my mind.

I imagine those hands to be mine, stroking him. He was stroking himself really fast then. He was even touching his nipples.

His hands and his Johnny were still inside his briefs except for the occasional slipping out of the head when I see his body convulsed.  I then saw it. It was just for a split second but some kind of white liquid spurted from his briefs to upward. It hit his chin. Then he dropped down to his bed.

I know my Johnny was also having a hard time being restrained by my underwear in its full hardness.  That gave me a real problem walking. To be continued

 

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