1. Late Night Movies (chapter 4)


    Date: 10/7/2014, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Taboo, Author: oregazm, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    surprised they remained locked. "See? Its locked." I said with disappointment. "Yeah but look, Retard!" he said getting on his knees and turning the stand partially so he could wrap his fingers around the back corner. He pulled slightly to the side with his finger tips and the back panel of the cabinet came with. "The back just slides out!" he chuckled. I was blown away. I couldn't believe it was that easy to get in there key or no key! "Does..." I started. "Mom n dad know the back opens?" he asked knowingly. "Yeah. I saw him do it one night when he couldn't find the key. But if you ever get caught I didn't show ya! Say you found out on your own." he said seriously and turned the stand back to its original position, "...and make sure you put EVERYthing back just how you found it or they'll know." He got back up and resumed his game. "That's why its easier if you just find the key. Its usually under the coffee table or couch or somethin." I was full of so many questions about how Chris knew all of this but was interrupted by the phone ringing. Chris flew off the couch and grabbed it. I could hear a young girls voice on the other end, loud and giggling. He told her he'd meet her there in an hour, hung up and went straight to the shower leaving his game going. I followed him in there just after he closed the clear curtain behind him. I watched as he soaped himself up and started to ask, "Sooo...?" when he spit some water out of his mouth and interrupted me. "Look... If its more ...
    questions about the cabinet in not allowed to talk to you about it all. I already said enough to get me grounded all summer so just look fer' yourself. When you're ready to ask 'em about it they'll answer your questions.". He took another mouthful of water and spat it out while tugging on his penis a few times, removing the soapy lather. Somewhat defeated in my questioning I left and went back to the living room. I changed my game back but sat with the title on the screen, my eyes fixed on the stand and its locked doors. Within minutes Chris was back out in the living room tying his shoes with wet hair. "Anyone call?" "Nope" I replied. "Ho'kay well I'm going out. Dont unlock the door for anyone unless I do the knock. If mom actually calls at 9:00 then tell her I just called and I'm on my way home. Okay?" he asked, getting to his feet and remembering the 20 in his other pants. "Okayyy!?" he called out impatiently. "Okay!" I yelled back and with a slam of the door he was gone. It was still early and tried to play my game for a bit. I didn't know if Chris would be back soon either, having forgot something. Before long I was searching for that key though. Where did Chris say it usually was? Under the coffee table? ...Nope. Under the couch? I got on all fours and crawled along the couch, my hand grazing crumbs but no key. I had almost gave up and resorted to opening the back when I found a tiny silver key in the caddy of bills and assorted mail on the end-table. My heart started ...