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His Boy
Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: Dahlia, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories
sight of him was enough to make my dick rock hard. I jerked off, trying to be as quiet as possible. Then I felt the tinge of disappointment. He still had his poker face on. I couldn’t wait for the day to be over. When I got home I took a shower and when I returned, I saw that the window was open. As I went to shut it, I noticed a figure standing in the window opposite mine. It was Harris, staring at me from his guest room. I stood still in my spot, my heart pounding. He kept gazing at me with an intensity that sent my back to that night. Before my mind fully processed the thought, I slipped off the towel I had wrapped around my waist. He didn’t make a move. Tentatively, I put my hand on my cock and began slowly rubbing myself. He didn’t break eye contact with me. That he was just looking at me turned me on so much. I kept imagining his big hands on my body, like the time before. I began to breathe faster as the pace of my hand quickened. I saw him rub his dick over his pants. How I wished it was me caressing him. I shut my eyes shut as I felt the heat rising up from my abdomen. I looked at him again and he’d unbuttoned his trousers and his hand was in his briefs. He was jerking himself as he watched me. God, he made me feel so hot. I continued to jerk my cock as he did his. I was just about to cum when I heard a loud knock on my door which made me jump. I spun around. Fuck! I thought. “Jared, it’s dinner time.” When I turned around again, all I saw was the guest room door ...