Disclaimer: The following story may contain erotic sexual fantasies between teenage male men of a homosexual nature, based mostly on truth and memory. Any comments write to me at thomasburn@gmail.com. Copyrighted to Thomas Burns.
This chapter contains Two parties telling the story. One of them is me, and the other is Lucas. I am writing his part based on assumption and the little knowledge I have of what he did.
As time goes by.
Chapter 2
Escape / Meet
"So when can me meet?" I asked.
... "Now... Where are you?" His voice lowered. My body went stiff.
"Central Park, um near the Memorial." The line went dead. I stood there gasping for a moment. The phone still at my ear. The anticipation was rising through my body. Such joy, such pleasure. And I wasn't even in his company. I put my phone in my pocket and adjusted my cock. It was so hard, it hurt. The only problem was, i was nowhere near to the Memorial. I had to get there, I didn't want to miss him in case he was actually closer. And as his family was undoubtedly as wealthy as mine, that would not have been a surprise.
I went as fast as my cock let me. I didn't want to crush my balls.
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Now... How am I going to escape. I ran to the windows and threw them open. The cars rushed below. Damn these large buildings. 8 stories of apartments below. I closed the windows and rushed to the door. I looked through the key-hole. The security camera wasn't moving of my door. Trust mum to do that. I looked at the ceiling. My room, as it was part of a penthouse apartment, had the entrance to our Loft. Yes! I thought. I retrieved the pole from the Cupboard and forced open the hatch. The button fell on a wire from the hatch. How pretentious. There was an up and down. I pressed the down one. A ladder curved down from the roof to just by my feet. I scrambled up into the loft and looked around. The gloom was thick. I tried to find a switch on the wall to my left.
The light went on in the barren Loft. Obviously we wouldn't think of storing anything here... The air conditioning flukes spidered at the edge. And the, presumably, main conduit rose from the floor into the roof. The roof! I scrambled over to the ducts. Searching for a hatch. There was a fire emergency escape handle to one side. I cracked it open. I braced, expecting alarms in the building to go off. But I couldn't hear anything. I stuck my head in. One end extended into darkness, the other end lead to the central conduit. I scrabbled inside. Then remembering the ladder, i returned to my room and turned of the lights and made it look at if I was asleep in bed. I clambered up the ladder again, taking the buttons up with me. I left the ladder to retract and entered the shaft again.
On all fours, I crawled to the central shaft and took a deep breath. I looked over the edge, it was a long way down. But this was an emergency escape. There was a ladder set into the wall. I grasped the rungs and climbed up, letting the hot air waft through my shorts and up past my cold balls.
The roof hatch was stiff, and in my anticipation I didn't read the instructions properly. So you were meant to SLIDE it! The hot air wafted out of the hatch and converted to steam in the night air. My balls instantly crumpled. That'll change in the warmth of his arms, I thought. I heard in the distance, the clock strike 12. And ran to the external fire escape. I ran down it, excited to be finally away from the house. I Looked across to the park, across to the memorial, hoping that that speck was him.
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The memorial looked gloomy in the night. The naked men groping towards the goddess of salvation looked slightly scary. But it would be the best meeting place, as the most obvious place in the center of the city. It felt grimy under my hands too. "Lets those who pass here know that all those who have died in order to protect your life must be always remembered..." I had read the plaque a hundred times, it wasn't funny. Pity it was so badly written.
I sat on the bench and remembered earlier when I fell asleep. And remembered even earlier when i slid my hand over his body. The clock struck 12. Slowly drowsiness swept over me.
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I ran through the park. I was desperate to get there. The memorial came into view. I looked around me and walked up the steps. He wasn't anywhere to be seen. I walked around the memorial. Where was he? There was just someone sleeping on the bench. I walked back down the steps and looked around. I walked around the memorial again and sat at the bottom of the steps. Maybe he left, maybe I took too long...
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I woke with a start. I rushed up and looked around. I fell asleep. He may be here! I ran around the monument and saw a guy sleeping at the bottom of the steps. I ran on, then doubled back. It was him. My cock went up instantly. I crept towards him, oh this was perfect. My biggest fantasy!!! To toy with a guy while he is asleep and letting him wake up to me giving him pleasure. Perfect!!!
I sidled up to him and sat down on the steps. His butt was laid firmly on the bottom step. His legs reached away from him on the gravel. His arms propped his body up at an angle. His slow breathing was perfect.
My heart beat faster and faster. I undid my trousers and let my cock get stiff against my tight abercrombie boxer briefs. I rubbed my hands together to get them warm as to not startle him with a cold touch. Precum stained the briefs instantly. I felt blood rushing to every part of my body. I reached down and slowly lifted up his shirt above his toned hip-lines. My hand rested on his leg and applied a slight pressure. I listened to his breathing, it didn't change.
My other hand pulled his belt loose, that done i lowered his shorts just enough to let his his semi-hard cock roll into view. Trapped under his boxers. I could feel the warm radiating off him. I carefully undid his boxer buttons and carefully bought his cock out. An immense feeling shot into my cock, his cock was so long!!! And the fact that it was semi-stiff made it even sexier. I heard his breathing pattern change and he started to wake up.
When his eyes started to open, mild surprise shot through him. At first disgust and fear leapt through him. But he suddenly recognised me.
"Ha..!!!" He started. I put my finger to his lips. "Let my mouth do the talking." I bent over him and placed his cock in my mouth...