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Subject: The Boy with the Garage Apartment, Pt 03 This story is a work of pure fiction. Gay, Adult/Youth, M/b I welcome all feedback, or suggestions!, and will try to reply to every message. Reach out to me on Wickr or Telegram @ BigBlueGiraffe Donate to Nifty! —– It had been for several minutes since Chris left the Dark Room that he stood right outside the room with his hand still gripping the door knob from when he closed it behind him. He breathed. That’s all he could force himself to do at this point. His mind was blank, his knees were weak, and adrenaline still coursed through his veins. The fresh blood returning to his body from his deflating penis was the kick his system needed. Chris blinked twice and shook his head to remove the cobwebs. He looked down and noticed he was naked. In one hand, he still held the door knob. In the other, he held a towel that was soaked through in bodily fluids. He released his grip and watched as it fell to the floor. His dick, facing downward for the first time since he entered the apartment, dripped cum from the tip, falling to the floor in droplets that started to form a puddle on the laminate floor. Chris stepped on the towel and swiped over his cum puddle to try to clean it up. He walked over to the couch and sat down for just a minute before jumping back up to look for another bottle of water in the fridge. He swung open the door and saw only bottled water, but lots of it. He grabbed one, drank the bottle without coming up from air, and then grabbed another bottle to take back to the couch. He sat down and let his mind wander for awhile. Chris couldn’t put into words what had just happened. He left work, drove to the apartment, and then blank. He wasn’t even sure what kinds of words he would use to describe it. Verbs? Fuck, thrust, suck, pull, push, kiss. Adjectives? White, soft, oh so soft, smooth. Nouns? Dick, butt, hole, finger, lube. Chris rolled the words around in his mind some, feeling some twangs in his dick, but it was too soon for him to even consider a second round. He looked at the time below the ataşehir escort television and decided he should get moving. He tried to splash some water around his dick to remove more of the lube in the bathroom and grabbed a fresh towel to wipe down. Then he started to put on his clothes. The jangle of his belt brought a small noise from the Dark Room. The door cracked open and he saw Andy’s cute face. Another twang in his dick, but still too soon. “Hey,” Andy said, meekly and exhausted. “Hey,” Chris responded. “I thought you’d be gone by now.” Chris thought on this comment a little before he responded. He couldn’t know if he would’ve left without saying goodbye or not. He hadn’t thought that far ahead yet. But, he was sure, most guys would probably bounce the second they came. They came, they saw, they conquered and left Andy in a heap. “Come here, baby boy,” Chris said, half clothed, with his arms outstretched. He kneeled down and took Andy into his arms when he was near. They embraced in a tight hug for what felt like forever. Even after all of the evening’s events, Andy still smelled so fresh and clean. He was a wonder to behold. Feeling the softness of Andy’s back caused another twang in Chris’s dick. Still, though, too soon. And there would be no time. He had to get home. “You were wonderful, Andy,” Chris said. “Thank you, sir,” Andy said, with his face still in Chris’s shoulder. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” “I’m okay, sir.” “Did you enjoy it?” “Your wiener exploded a lot.” “Yeah it did,” Chris said. He asked Andy to turn around for him. Andy twirled around and Chris could see the damage. His butt was as snow white, soft, and plump as the minute he first saw it. However, this time, there was a very noticeable stream of cum starting in between Andy’s cheeks and running down the inside of his right leg. It had almost reached the floor at this point. “Did you know we’d do this?” “Yes, sir. Frank told me,” Andy said. “Thank you,” Chris said, hugging Andy again. “You’re a great boy and I avcılar escort had a lot of fun. I must go now, but I hope to see you again. I don’t know if Frank will let me, but I would like to. Okay?” “Yes, sir.” “What do you do now?” Chris asked. “I will take a bath and go to bed. Tomorrow always starts early.” Too true, Chris thought to himself as he imagined Andy in the bathtub. He had a thought about what Andy’s mornings are like, if this evening was any indication. Another twang. Chris finished getting dressed and walked to the door to put on his shoes. Andy came over and hugged him once more. Chris leaned down and kissed Andy on his forehead. While bent down, Chris took his finger and reached behind to Andy’s butt. He scooped in between his cheeks and pulled out a glob of cum. He stuck his finger slowly into Andy’s mouth, letting him suck on it like he had done Chris’s dick. Another twang. Chris lightly grabbed Andy’s shoulders and turned him around with a slight pat on his butt to get him moving. He watched as Andy’s butt jiggled as he walked. Another twang. Chris turned around and walked out the door. Before he stepped into his car for the drive home, Chris turned around and looked over the building once more. The apartment was right where it was supposed to be. The staircase, exactly as explained. The deck at the top. And the boy on the couch. Everything about the evening was exactly as he had envisioned, if not better. He grinned from ear to ear thinking about the companion he spent the evening with and drove off. Chris tried to keep his mind on normal life thoughts on the drive home. This was no time for him to be getting hard again or to even consider turning the car around for another go. He was sure the passcode had probably been changed already anyway. Pulling into his driveway, he could see light shining through the window blinds just as it did from Andy’s second-floor apartment. Change the subject, he told himself, banishing the thought from his mind. “Honey, I’m home,” Chris called avrupa yakası escort out from the doorway from the garage into the house. “Good evening, dear,” Angela said, walking toward him from the kitchen to give him a kiss. “How was your work function?” “Oh,” Chris said. “You know how they are. “Just when you’re certain you’ll never leave, you’re already on your way home.” Angela smiled at him and walked back into the kitchen, with Chris in tow. “We ate dinner without you, but I left it out in case you were hungry.” Chris realized at the mention of food that he hadn’t eaten since an early lunch. The water at Andy’s apartment would hardly be called sustenance. “Thank you,” he said, starting to walk away. “I’m going to go change if you don’t mind warming something up for me.” Angela smiled and turned on some oven dials to warm up that evening’s dinner. Chris climbed a very different staircase on his way to the master bedroom and paused at the top of the landing. He looked down the hall and took a deep breath. The evening had been wild, but well worth it. Chris wanted to change out of his clothes into a pair of sweats, try to clean up around his dick a bit better before anyone can be the wiser, eat some good dinner, and relax. Halfway down the hall he stopped at a closed door. He turned the knob quietly and opened the door a crack. Chris could see a pair of eyes watching him from the light that shined in from the hallway. “Hey there, sport,” Chris said quietly to the pair of eyes. “Shouldn’t you be asleep?” “I was waiting on your daddy,” the boy owner of the eyes called back from the dark. “I missed you.” “I missed you too, buddy. Daddy had a late meeting tonight, but I’m glad to be home again.” Chris knelt by the bed and gave his slim son a hug. He kissed him on the forehead and stood back up. “Get some rest, little man. We have all weekend to see each other.” “Yes, daddy,” he said, crawling back under the covers. Chris helped untangle the bed sheets and was pulling them up over his son when he noticed the same briefs with the unknown cartoon characters. His heart sank but then came back up at the thought of Andy. Chris smiled to himself from ear to ear. “I love you, daddy,” his son said. “I love you too, buddy,” he replied, turning out the light and shutting the door behind him. “I love you too,” he whispered to no one. To anyone. To the one who couldn’t hear him. TO BE CONTINUED ?

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