Date: Sat, 28 Oct 2023 18:00:17 +0000 From: RazeYu Subject: Window of Opportunity - 2 Window of Opportunity, pt. 2 - A Quickie by Raze Yu If you're able, please support the archive with a donation or purchase. Thanks! Contains: Mb This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. This work of fiction includes explicit depictions of sexual relationships between adult males and boys under the age of consent. This work is presented as a fantasy. The Author heartily recommends that in the real world you use condoms and then only with individuals of legal age. Consent is sexy! Like what you read? Let me know at: RazeYu@proton.me * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Shane lay in his bed, 14-year-old body totally naked, trying to sleep despite the sounds of another late-night dinner party his parents were throwing. Some stupid yuppie "after the kids are in bed" event, hanging out with people in their trendy neighborhood of cookie-cutter houses painted in "southwest" colors and placed far, far too close together. Some noise made him stir, but he couldn't identify it, and pressed his head back into the pillow trying to ignore the clinking of glasses and low murmur of voices. "Good god," a voice said, a moment before something warm wrapped around Shane's ankle. He managed not to yelp, and twisted to see Vincent, his tall, tan, and hairy next door neighbor, standing at the foot of the bed. "Sexy, beautiful ass," Vince said, crawling up from the foot of the bed to give the shocked Shane a rough kiss. "What are you doing here?" Shane managed to whisper. "You're not the only one who can crawl through open windows," Vince said, kissing his way down Shane's spine. He referenced the bathroom windows in their two houses that faced each other, and that Shane regularly climbed through to join the adult Vince in the shower. "Bite your pillow, gorgeous, I'm going to make you feel so good." Shane was going to ask how, but Vince's breath was on his ass, and Vince's hands were spreading his butt cheeks, and then Vince's tongue was diving into his crack and over his tight little pucker. Shane buried his face in his pillow and let out a high pitched moan. He'd heard about rimming, but didn't get what the big deal was. Had thought it was kind of gross. But this... oh my GOD, this was AMAZING. Vince was making out with his butt, and if Shane hadn't been hard before, he certainly was now, his stiff teen boner leaking pre-cum all over himself and the sheets underneath. He could feel Vince's tongue pressing into his hole, FUCKING his virgin teen hole. Shane hugged the pillow to his face to muffle his moans, lifting his ass to give Vince better access, because fucking SHIT that felt good. "You good?" Vince asked, voice warm and low, pausing to kiss the flesh of Shane's ass. "Oh my GOD," Shane hissed, gasping for breath. "That's a yes," Vince said, before shoving his tongue back into Shane's wet boy hole. From the other end of the house came the faint clink of glasses and silverware, of muted conversation and the occasional punctuating laugh. Wine and cheese and silly movies in the big living room, with only the laundry room, pantry, and the downstairs half bath separating Shane's bedroom from the back wall of the kitchen. Shane's bedroom, where 14-year-old Shane was humping his bare ass back at the tongue of Vincent, the hairy, buff, 40+-year-old man who lived next door. The bed creaked as Vince crawled up it, laying his bulk down on Shane's back, kissing him on the lips. Shane opened his mouth, letting the tongue slide in, moaning into the kiss as several fingers slid into his slick ass to replace the probing tongue. Vince had put fingers in him several times during their fun shower sessions, but never more than one. This felt like two, at least, smooth and cool and slick. Shane whined and panted and sucked at Vince's mouth as those fingers fucked in and out of his teen ass. Every writhing motion rubbed his back and butt against Vince's hairy front, and Shane's boner against the sheets. "Don't, don't you have to go to the party?" Shane gasped in between kisses. "I was invited," Vince confirmed, "but I like this party better. Can you be quiet?" "What?" Shane asked, confused, brain not keeping up, and wondering why Vince was pulling back. "Need you to be quiet, baby," Vince said. Another finger slid into Shane's ass, stretching it further. "Because I need you tonight, sexy." "Need me?" Shane asked, brain still trying to catch up. "Yeah." Shane was kissed, hard and deep, rolled onto his side, his top leg pushed up so the knee was against his chest. "Relax and push out," Vince said, sliding his fingers out of Shane's ass, "and for fucks sake be quiet." Something else pressed against Shane's butt. But Shane was getting kissed, his nipples stroked, so he pushed out like Vince asked, used to this from getting fingers in the shower, and something else pushed in. Shane SQUEALED, eyes wide. Vince slapped a hand over his mouth, muffling it. Shane panted against the calloused fingers that covered his face, a high keening note in the back of his throat, eyes wide. Above him, Vince's shoulders heaved with his breath, his eyes dark pools in the unlit room. The thing in Shane's ass pushed in more. "Push out, Shane, push out like you gotta poo." Shane whined and writhed despite Vince's weight, but pushed out ... and the monster slid in deep enough to knock his little prostate, making his whole body jerk. He knew how big Vince's cock was, it had been in his hands and his mouth multiple times, and he could feel that thick shaft stretching his smooth, virgin little hole open for the first time. "Oh god, oh god," Vince breathed in his ear. "Your ass is perfect baby, so fucking perfect." Shane moaned at the hot breath on his ear and neck, moaned again as Vince started rocking his hips to fuck in more deeply. Vince -- Vince was FUCKING him. Vince had crossed the gap between their houses, come in through the open window (probably naked) and was fucking him. Vince was laying on him, in his bed, with that thick bare cock in his ass, fucking him while his parents had a fucking dinner party only 30 feet and two barely-insulated interior walls away. Shane moaned and squirmed, rubbing his ass back at the thick intruder, wanting more contact. Wanting that hard knob to rub that little boy buzzer inside, the one that felt so good when Vince fingered it. Once Vince's cock was in deep, and he was able to move without Shane crying out, they shifted positions: Shane on his back, one leg around Vince's waist, the other pressed to his chest and over Vince's shoulder, Vince on his knees fucking down into Shane's butt. Shane wanted more, wanted longer harder fucks, but every time they did that, the bed squeaked. Vince growled in frustration, lifted Shane up (cock still inside him) and carried him into the bathroom to set his ass on the bathroom counter. That gave Vince a good angle to fuck hard and fast, with no squeaking bed. Their gasps and moans echoed loud in the little bathroom, and the whole time, they could hear the sounds of the party through the closed door, and the sounds of the neighborhood echoing down the little alley between the houses. If anyone opened the door to Shane's bedroom, or the door to Vince's bathroom across the way, they'd see the two of them fucking, there was no way they'd miss it. Shane hung on to Vince's heaving body for dear life and tried not to drown in the scent of sweat and sex and the feel of Vince's hairy body rubbing against his smooth teen skin. And the feel of that thick, adult cock, pumping in and out of his tight hole, drilling into him, making his eyes roll back with the hard thrusts. Shane's orgasm burst without warning, neither of them really touching Shane's cock. He gasped and clung to Vince as his dick shot blast after blast of teen cum out between their bodies. Vincent wrapped a strong arm around him and thrust in deep, once, twice, then he grunted and Shawn could feel the cock in his ass pulsing, spraying that hot warm cum up into his teen guts. "Vince?" Shawn whispered, voice shaky. "Did you...?" "Yeah, sexy. Your ass is so fucking hot. Just sucked that load right of me, baby." Vince kissed him, hard and bruising and suffocating and Shane moaned into it, wrapping his arms tight around Vince's neck. Across the alley in Vince's house, a phone started ringing. Vince swore, then pressed a kiss on the side of Shane's neck. "Sorry, sexy boy. I probably should show up at your parent's party, or the wife will be pissed." "It's okay," Shane said, but it really wasn't. "It's really not," Vince said, kissing him again. Shane made a high pitched whimper as Vince's cock, wet with cum and lube, slid out of his hole. Gods, he felt empty. "We can... we can do this again, right?" Shane squirmed, feeling the empty, slick feeling in his butt, and feeling Vince pull away despite Shane's hands clutching at his shoulder and side. "Oh baby," Vince kissed him again hard. "I plan on fucking that hot little butt as much as we can get away with." He groped Shane's ass for emphasis. Shane grinned and kissed Vince one more time, before letting him go. This time, it was Vincent standing naked at the window, making sure the coast was clear, glancing back at Shane a little, before hoisting his hot, naked body out of the window, dashing across the alley, then climbing through the window into his own bathroom, cock still semi-hard and covered in cum and slick. Vince disappeared into the dark of the house, and Shane cleaned up a little and crawled back into bed. Ten minutes later, there was an increase in volume as his parents and the other guests welcomed Vince to the party. "Sorry I'm late," Vince's bass voice said. "Work was a bear today. I ended up in a tight spot and just had to take care of it so I could come." Shane gasped. He had been hard already, but hearing that got him fully boned. Did -- did Vince mean him? Had Vince just said that ... to Shane's parents? He lay on his bed, naked, still covered in the load Vince had fucked out of him, and jerked another one out, rubbing it into his skin. Shane lay there, naked, well fucked and full of cum, and fell asleep with that bathroom window wide open, hoping his visitor would come again soon. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Thank you so much for reading! I hope you liked this little quickie. Please feel free to drop me a line at: RazeYu@proton.me And again, times are rough but if you can, drop the archive a buck or two!