Date: Sat, 15 Oct 2022 04:44:42 +0000 From: raywrite511 Subject: Through the Fence Chapter 6 Please note this is a complete work of fiction. It is not based on real events, only imagined ones. If you are offended by sexual relations between adults and consenting teens, please stop reading now! Otherwise, enjoy while you consider supporting Nifty so they can continue publishing the stories you like. Go to https://donate.nifty.org/ and donate today! Here's a case where size doesn't matter-- just donate! ============================= Chapter Six Stephen stands there for what seems like an eternity. Finally, quietly he asks, "May I come in?" "Oh, geesh where are my manners?! Yes, please come in." (And bring your .45, your machete, and your garrote with you. Rich, albeit sick, fantasy life!) I lead him into the living room, indicating for him to sit in the overstuffed chair across from the couch. I sit on the edge of the couch, discreetly planning my possible escape routes. "Ray, I came to..." (Cut me up in little pieces and bury me in my own backyard?) "Apologize. I had a project at work with an impossible deadline and I had to work all weekend, leaving Aaron alone... again. I understand he invited himself to use your pool and even weaseled his way into eating dinner with you. I am so sorry. He has a way of charming his way into situations that benefit him." (You mean I'm not riddled with holes or stab wounds or my throat isn't slit from ear to ear?) "Oh, it's no problem, Stephen! He was actually a good distraction from all my chores! I am quite impressed how polite and respectful he is and his ability to carry on an adult conversation is remarkable. You have indeed raised him to be a fine young man." (Did I emphasize "fine" too much?) "We'll, he needs to come over and do some of your chores as payback for your gracious hospitality." (Only if he comes over wearing only speedo`s!) "Now that's an offer I won't turn down, Stephen." I say with a chuckle. "Actually, I have a couple of properties that need general maintenance. I have a management company that oversees them, but if you're looking to keep Aaron busy in the upcoming summer, I'm sure I could arrange for him to help out. It would give him some spending money as well." "I'm sure he'd love the opportunity. Thank you for helping me out. Sometimes it's overwhelming being a single parent." Stephen look down at the ground and slowly shook his head as a man defeated. "I can't begin to imagine what you're going through. If there's ever a time you're going to be gone for a few days or even overnight, please let me know and I can keep an eye on things next-door, or Aaron's welcome to crash on my couch. Remember, Stephen, it takes a village..." "Again, thank you Ray. I've taken enough of your time so I'll let you get back to whatever it was I interrupted." Stephen started to stand up and then said, "I have one more question." (Uh Oh, here comes the weapons assault!) "I rarely believe the rumor mill, especially around here, but it's my understanding that you're gay." "Yes, is that a problem for you?" "Certainly not! My brother is gay and one of the most loving and giving people I know. Talk about having your priorities in order in your head on straight! I just know that Aaron is questioning his sexuality, even though he thinks I'm totally oblivious. I would just like to know if you are willing, and if the topic ever comes up, that you would counsel him in a way I cannot. I love him more than anything else and I want him to be happy and well-adjusted and never ashamed of who he is and who he loves. I know it's a lot to ask, but other than my brother, whom we don't see often, I would be indebted to you guiding him through this momentous decision." "Stephen, I would consider it an honor and a privilege and to be completely honest with you" (well, not completely honest!) "Aaron has already asked me a few what-if questions and how I came to realize I was gay. I have not tried to sugarcoat my experiences growing up in the 60s as opposed to those growing up today. I will be happy to help him from my perspective and will let you know of our conversations." "I appreciate that. Don't feel you need to give me a blow by blow description of your conversations. Just alert me if you think he's doing anything harmful or illegal. Again, I can't thank you enough." (No chance I'll give you a blow by blow! Illegal?, Too late for that!) "I'm so glad we had this conversation Stephen." Stephen gets up and heads for the door. We say our pleasantries and as the door closes behind him, I slump to the floor completely drained from the intensity of that conversation. I make a valiant attempt to resume my housekeeping, but my mind just isn't in it. I pour myself a glass of wine and then pour it back in the bottle, opting for whiskey on the rocks. About a half an hour later there is another knock at the door. I open the door to see Aaron standing there in a T-shirt and cargo shorts with a typical teenage pair of checkered Vans on his feet without socks. He announces in a loud voice, "My dad says you have some work you'd like to have done." I grab I am by the sleeve of the shirt and pulling in, closing the door quickly. We immediately embrace, passionately kissing one another. My hands are immediately up his T-shirt stroking his turgid nipples and enjoying the ripple of his ribs on his sides. Aaron holds my face tightly as he continues to assault my mouth with his tongue; an assault my tongue enjoys immensely. "Oh my word! I thought I was a goner when your dad came over. I just kept waiting for him to pull out various and sundry weapons to do me in. I don't think I've ever been so scared in a long long time!" Aaron starts laughing. "I saw him heading in this direction from the upstairs window and I thought, `Oh crap! I hope it doesn't hit the fan.' I was trying to replay everything we said since he came home and I couldn't for the life of me figure out what I said would make him suspicious. When he came home from over here, he was so relaxed and friendly and gushing about what a great guy you were. He told me about the job offer so I thought it was a great excuse to come over. I'm sure glad I did!" He resumes our tongue thrashing and I resume stroking every square inch of his body I could reach. "I honestly don't know how I'm going to survive not having you near me all the time, my sweet boyfriend! You really have me hook line and sinker!" "The feeling is moo-chul!" (Another movie line from Young Frankenstein!) More kissing and groping in his loose-fitting shorts, of course without underwear. I grab his ass and spread his cheeks and use my middle finger to explore his crack and massage his pucker deeply. Moans from both of us as we continue our tongue tango, causing a vibration in our lips that only enhances our passion. Overtaken by our exploration, I tug Aaron's shorts down as I drop to my knees and take his granite pole all the way to his pubes, inhaling deeply his heady teenage aroma. Aaron closes his eyes in ecstasy and grabs the sides of my head as he fucks my face slowly and deeply. I allow him to take control as he slowly speeds up. I tug on his nut sac feeling them as they begin to retract for the great sperm attack. His moaning is at a fever pitch as his cock head swells and he shoves his cock deep down my throat and spews what feels like gallons of ejaculate. My throat muscles begin convulsing, milking every precious drop of teen milk from his cock possible as he gives his final scream of ecstasy. "Holy crap, Ray! I have to learn how you do that throat thing. It is so totally awesome!" "Thank you, thank you very much! One of the many tricks I can't wait to teach you, dear boy. Now, run along home before your dad gets suspicious or before I chain you to the bed!" "Promise?" he says as he is readjusting his shorts and making sure there is no telltale evidence of sex. "Go!" "Wait! I haven't gotten you off." "Another time. Go!" I yell as I'm shoving him out the door. I watch as he waves goodbye like a good neighbor and disappears in his front door. I make a beeline to my bedroom and strip off my clothes. I proceed to relive what just happened as I slide my cock in and out of my fist with copious amounts of precum lubricating my solo act. My cum leaves my aching balls and spews across my chest and even reaches my cheek. I smear it around, pretending I'm stroking Aaron's chest and stomach as I slowly come down from my orgasm. Fully coated in cum, I walk naked to the bathroom for a warm, luxurious shower. I try not to wonder when I'll be with my 15-year-old lover again. It is so depressing to be alone without him; so frustrating knowing he is right next door. ===================================