Her mother had died over five years ago, killed in an airplane crash. Her father was a colonel who was being deployed overseas who wanted his daughter to be able to spend her senior year of high school in America. That was how she ended up living in her house, in the room next to his in what used to be the computer room. Her father and his father had served together before my father left the service. They still kept in touch, but he hadn't seen her or her father since her mother's funeral. They had both been twelve. They were now both 18.
Jack was a shooter. He was on his school's rifle team, and had lead them to nationals for the last two years. Jack was one of the best shooters in the country and was trying out for the biathalon in 2010 and for every shooting event in the summer Olympics in 2012. He also ran cross country and in the spring played baseball. He was an above average student, pulling B's in advanced classes.
Right now Jack was laying on his bed, buck naked, his cock erect and in his hand, his thumb and forefinger almost able to encircle the thifck, long shaft, moving slowly up from the base, along the shaft and over his uncircumcised cockhead. He was nearly fully erect, the tip of his purple head poking through past his foreskin. Jack let out a slow breath as he pleasured himself.
Jack couldn't get the image of her out of his head. He'd just seen her getting out of the shower. He hadn't meant to, she said he could come in and she did have a towel around her. So did he. She was getting out, he was getting in.
Then her towel fell. She must have stood there for a full minute while Jack had stared at her body. Eventually his gaze came up to her face and she was biting her bottom lip. She reached down and covered herself and left, her hips swinging from side to side. Jack had taken his shower, masturbating twice in the shower. It hadn't been enough.
That was why he was lying on his bed, going slower this time. He was up to his full height, still going slow. His eyes closed, barely breathing. It was over fifteen minutes later that he finally came with a grunt, his cock exploding in a shower of cum that rained down on his body. Jack lay there, breathing shallowly, practically silently.
Then he heard a whimper and a loud moan.
Jack sat up like a shot and looked at the door. It was still locked. The sound had come from the wall that separated his room from hers. Jack walked over to it, still covered in his own juices. The lights were off in his room and it still took three minutes to find a sliver of light. A peephole. She had drilled a peephole! Well, to be fair it could have been there before she moved in. She'd been here for nearly three months, how long had she been watching Jack?
Jack bent down and looked through the hole.
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OOC: what does he see?
Your character has been spying on Jack, possibly for months, and built up quite a crush/fantasy of him.
Please be a descriptive writer, I only plan to update this thread once or twice a day so I want long juicy posts I can sink my teeth into and I will give you the same.
Eventually I expect this to lead to the two teasing each other in school and could lead to sex between classes, etc
Jack was a shooter. He was on his school's rifle team, and had lead them to nationals for the last two years. Jack was one of the best shooters in the country and was trying out for the biathalon in 2010 and for every shooting event in the summer Olympics in 2012. He also ran cross country and in the spring played baseball. He was an above average student, pulling B's in advanced classes.
Right now Jack was laying on his bed, buck naked, his cock erect and in his hand, his thumb and forefinger almost able to encircle the thifck, long shaft, moving slowly up from the base, along the shaft and over his uncircumcised cockhead. He was nearly fully erect, the tip of his purple head poking through past his foreskin. Jack let out a slow breath as he pleasured himself.
Jack couldn't get the image of her out of his head. He'd just seen her getting out of the shower. He hadn't meant to, she said he could come in and she did have a towel around her. So did he. She was getting out, he was getting in.
Then her towel fell. She must have stood there for a full minute while Jack had stared at her body. Eventually his gaze came up to her face and she was biting her bottom lip. She reached down and covered herself and left, her hips swinging from side to side. Jack had taken his shower, masturbating twice in the shower. It hadn't been enough.
That was why he was lying on his bed, going slower this time. He was up to his full height, still going slow. His eyes closed, barely breathing. It was over fifteen minutes later that he finally came with a grunt, his cock exploding in a shower of cum that rained down on his body. Jack lay there, breathing shallowly, practically silently.
Then he heard a whimper and a loud moan.
Jack sat up like a shot and looked at the door. It was still locked. The sound had come from the wall that separated his room from hers. Jack walked over to it, still covered in his own juices. The lights were off in his room and it still took three minutes to find a sliver of light. A peephole. She had drilled a peephole! Well, to be fair it could have been there before she moved in. She'd been here for nearly three months, how long had she been watching Jack?
Jack bent down and looked through the hole.
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OOC: what does he see?
Your character has been spying on Jack, possibly for months, and built up quite a crush/fantasy of him.
Please be a descriptive writer, I only plan to update this thread once or twice a day so I want long juicy posts I can sink my teeth into and I will give you the same.
Eventually I expect this to lead to the two teasing each other in school and could lead to sex between classes, etc
