Date: Mon, 11 Feb 2019 22:08:54 +0530
From: tyr yut <2muchfun212@gmail.com>
Subject: And it happened Chapter 1 (youth-adult)

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This story is fiction and all characters are a figment of my imagination.

English is not my native tongue so pardon the grammatical errors if you
find any. Also this involves some love making between an adult and youth so
if you are not into it, you should stop reading further.

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It was a weekend and I was enjoying it sitting in my backyard and
weeding out unwanted plants. My name is Peter and I am 26, will turn
27 this August. I work at a local high school as a Maths teacher
having done my Ph.D. at a reputed university in the same. I am still
single and hoping to find that one day, I will meet that perfect
match to set things straight in my life. As I was busy weeding out,
I thought I saw a silhouette running across the street, I dismissed
it. Soon enough it became clear that I was being watched, but I kept
myself busy to take them by surprise, as I turned to look, I saw Sam
staring at me, and then he hid.


Now about Sam, he is a 12 years old boy who lives to the back street
of my house. I have seen him quite a few times messing around near
my place, I just thought that he was a curious little lad, who will
go away when he thinks he is bored. On the opposite, he kept staring
at me. That is enough, I thought to myself, I cannot work like this.
I went to open the backyard door and ask him what the matter was.
"Can I come in Mr. Peter?", he said in that cute voice that made it
hard to reject. "Do you want something, boy?" I asked seemingly
unperturbed. "I was watching you weed out your backyard, I thought
that I could help, I do it with my mom all the time", now that was a
deal hard to pass on. I thought to myself that it is better to have
a helping hand or two to make things easier. "Alright boy come in!",
as I gestured him to come into my backyard. The weather was nice,
and my backyard really needed a cleaning, I was happy but at the
same time I was wondering why would someone want to go way out of
his way to help someone that too on a weekend, specially a guy.
"Boy, why would you come out and help me, I am sure you had other
plans for the day", I asked. "Yes, I did, but when I saw you
working, I thought that helping you is more important", he said in a
cute voice. "That is sweet lad, I would have to work quite a bit
more had I not had a helping hand like yours", I said.


"Ummm......, Mr. Peter, would it be okay if you call me Sam", "I don't
mind, Sam", I replied, and asked "Sam, which school do you go to and
what are your hobbies?". "I go to St. Louis' and I love to read and
collect". "Collect, as in...?" I enquired. "I like to collect the
pictures and data of events that interest me, like the world war,
the 9/11 attack, and many more like this". "That is an interesting
hobby right there, maybe some day I would like to see your
collection", I replied.


We were finished in about an hour and I must say, he did quite a
decent job and did as much work as I did. After finishing the work I
let him into the house. "Wow Mr. Peter, you really keep your house
clean, too clean that I think that my being here can dirty it", "No
worries kid, just let yourself in" I asked in a comforting voice. It
is true that I like to keep things clean and in order. I think
putting things where they should be placed helps you to quickly find
them when they are needed and leads to more orientation in thoughts.
I put on the air conditioner before going to work, so the entire
house was cool at this point, in fact so much cool that I had to
turn it off. Sam had taken off his shoes in the rack as they were
dirty from below, while I switched on TV for him and went to make
some snacks. "That is amazing, Mr. Peter, I didn't know that you had
a home theatre system in here, that is really cool" he exclaimed in
an excited voice. I quickly prepared some orange juice along with a
cheese and ham sandwich and finger chips with mayo and ketchup.


When I got back, I saw Sam dozed off on my sofa. That is not good,
what do I do now? I asked myself. Should I let him sleep and wait
for him to get up, or should I just wake him up and tell him to go
home. I thought that it would not be wise to wake him up after all
the work that he did. Plus, he was sleeping so peacefully that I
thought it would be a sin to wake him. I ate the snacks and turned
off the TV. I decided to put Sam in bed and cover him with blanket
as apparently, he was snuggling himself to get some warmth. It was
cold after having turned on the AC for that long time. I removed his
white socks, put them in his shoes, and carried him over to my room
over my shoulders, as I put him on my shoulders, I felt him
snuggling to me for warmth. I felt his hot body touch my back and my
body was jiggling as if electrified. I stood still for a moment
realising what was going on. For one, I had never really pick
someone up on my shoulders except my own brother which was some 15
years ago?, and what was this sensation that I just got. Anyhow I
thought that putting him in bed takes priority for now, I laid him
down at the centre and pulled covers over him. He was still
snuggling for warmth and since I had put him in a new place, I
thought I should lie down beside him to have enough warmth for him
to sleep soundly. I slid besides him and it was really cold, I put
my hands over him to give him some heat.


At this point I noted that I hadn't really seen someone sleeping
that peacefully for many years now. I was too busy doing work and
involved in my daily routine that I hardly found time for such
insignificant things. But as I was seeing him, I was reminded of
childhood again, and it felt nostalgic. I saw his blonde hair all
neatly combed to one side, his skin was a perfect white, no blemish
anywhere. I saw his neck and it was adorable. Adorable?, did I just
thought that, what is wrong with me?, then I saw his hands all
curled up and soft. I felt his heart-beat as I laid my hand on his
chest, I could feel his body heat going into me and electrifying me.
He is lovely, I thought to myself. I had this inner urge that I
wanted to caress him, that it would be too late once he wakes up. I
wanted to, I wanted to... kiss him on his cheeks, he was just that
cute. What am I thinking, no matter which way I look at it, I am
just taking advantage of the situation in hand, but then again, no
one really cares and besides who would even know about it, isn't it
just two of us here??. I had this inner conflict going on and I
thought that I needed to calm myself, I got up, but it was too late,
I felt myself drawn near that ball of heat as I gently kissed him.
What...??

To be continued...

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