1. Runner and Lilah


    Date: 8/7/2015, Categories: Masturbation, Author: Frank_Lee, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    opened his shorts, letting them drop. In his tight blue boxer-briefs, he sensed Lilah inspecting him from behind her sunglasses. He felt good, even proud of the ripe, substantial bulge in his crotch, but he also felt self-conscious and lowered himself onto one of the chairs. He reached for one of the water bottles while Lilah kicked off her boots and lifted the tank top over her head, revealing the black bra underneath. Then she unzipped her cutoffs and pushed them down, revealing panties that matched the bra. Runner closed his eyes, bathing his face in the sun before the sight of her caused his cock to balloon and break free of his briefs. He followed her by sound. A bottle of water for her. The other chair scraping the roof, then creaking as she sat down. After a couple minutes of silence, Lilah blew a loud sigh of frustration and Runner opened his eyes. She was looking at him with her head cocked slightly to the side. “Runner? How come you never say much when I talk about getting away?” “’Cuz I don’t like it. I know it’s coming, but I don’t like it.” “You don’t wanna see me stuck here forever, do you? You’ll be going away to college and then where will I be?” “I know, I know,” he nodded, resigned. She picked up the lotion and squirted some into her palm. She spread it over her skin while Runner watched out of the corner of his eye. “Besides,” she added as she continued smearing her body with cream, “it’ll be good for us to get away from each other a while. Get some ...
    perspective.” Runner’s jaw tightened and he gripped the flimsy plastic arms of his chair. He tried to keep his reaction from looking too obvious, but he was he wasn’t doing as good a job as he wanted. Just watching her spread that sheen across her body was fucking with his senses. He had plenty to say, but he knew she was right and kept silent. “The amount of time we spend together is…unusual,” she said after a while. “Do you know how many people ask if you’re my boyfriend?” The tightness in his jaw spread to his throat. “I mean, people talk, Run. Some of my friends say things you wouldn’t believe. Ever since you bulked up like you are.” “Who said what?” Runner sat up straight. “You don’t wanna know, believe me. And then there’s my mother’s boyfriend. He looks at us funny most of the time.” “He looks at you funny. Way too much, if you ask me. Me, he barely notices.” “Oh he notices you,” Lilah said. “He’s scared shitless of you.” “He should be,” he responded carefully. “Hmm. As chance would have it, he’s been noticeably less creepy around me the last few weeks. You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you, Run?” “I saw him drunk once, you know,” he evaded. “That’s nothing new,” she muttered. “Yeah, well…” She tilted her head at him and nearly glared, expecting more. “He called me a freak. Said I should quit coming around. That you’re out of my league and…well he said a bunch of other stuff, too.” Her face went crimson and her jaw fell open. “I can’t believe he…” “Don’t worry. ...
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