1. Ohhh s****r !!


    Date: 9/30/2017, Categories: Taboo, Voyeur, Author: kap007, Rating: 93, Source: xHamster

    massage. Instead I thought of these things more and more. Nightly, I'd jerk off in my bed, hoping that Isabelle could hear me. I know it's stupid, but I couldn't help it. I felt that if she could allow herself to be turned on by the idea of me then...then...I don't know. One day I came home and went up to my room to start my homework. But before I could reach the door I heard Isabelle crying behind her own closed door. Despite the fact that she no longer opened up to me, my heart dropped at the sound of her sobs. I opened her door without knocking and she looked at me startled. She was lying across her bed clutching her pillow. "What's wrong?!" "Nothing. Leave me alone." I slammed the door. "Damnit, Isabelle. Tell me what the fuck is wrong!" She gave me a surprised look. "Did something happen to you? Are you hurt?" "No." She buried her head into her pillow. "Please go away." She sounded so forlorn that I couldn't stand it. I sat down on the bed beside her and placed my hand on her back. It was the first time that I'd touched her in weeks. She didn't pull away. "What happened?" I pierced my lips together. "Is it Greg?" After a moment she nodded. I held my breath. "What happened, Iz?" After a moment she sat up. She had been crying a long time, her eyes were red and her face was swollen. There was little control over her muscles as she twitched and jerked and tried to calm her breathing by gulping in air. I didn't know what had happened but I already wanted to choke the life ...
    out of that weasel, Greg! The red haze was making a reappearance, creeping up on me like a fog. "Greg...Greg is the first friend that I ever had, well, other than you." She swallowed. "I thought that because of his hair lip that he...understood what it's like to be shunned. He's so shy." I stared at her without emotion. "And then when he started opening up to me, and hanging out with me, I thought it meant that he..." She grew quiet. "He, what?" I prompted. "That he accepted me." I looked away from her. "But instead, he only wanted to take me places where no one could see me. Here, or in class where everyone knew that I was smart. He didn't want to walk with me on campus. At first I tried to convince myself that he was just really shy. But...Well, anyways, I asked him to stop at the store on the way home tonight. He didn't want to but he did, then he wouldn't go inside with me, so I finally just asked him straight out. 'Are you ashamed to be seen with me?'" I still didn't look at her, but I could feel the rage increasing within me. She had told me long ago that only someone she cared about could hurt her. And now here she was crying. She had trusted someone and they had broken her heart. "What did he say?" I asked. "He said that we look like two freaks walking together." "Oh, I'll kill him." "Paul." She said solemnly. "It's out of context. It is true, though. To him we look like freaks." Fresh tears rolled down her cheeks. Then my rage slipped away and I gripped her and pulled ...
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