1. Teen Spirit


    Date: 8/18/2015, Categories: First Time, Author: BradleyStoke, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    though the only time it was accidental. So vivid and compulsive was that image, which he used without the accompaniment of Whitehouse or Hustler to achieve a fistful of semen in his regular masturbatory sessions, that he made a point of engineering a reprise. He waited until he heard the door of his mum’s room open and Pam enter the hallway before he emerged in the hope of seeing more of that bare flesh. Only this time, his penis was rock hard under his pyjamas. It was only when he’d sat down on the toilet, his penis still stiff and wholly unable to perform the duties expected of it, that Chris worried about whether Pam’s eyes might have wandered down below his chest to the evidence of his longing under his pyjama trousers. Pam and his mum had a strange friendship, Chris could see that. Occasionally, they were so close that they even sometimes touched each other, just like sisters might do, even once kissing each other when they weren’t aware that Chris could see them. Other times, there was a curious fractiousness in their friendship, rather like what Chris experienced when he worried whether Stu might be spending more time with Martin than with him. But he knew girls were soppy. And that was true whether they were young, like Lottie, or really old, like his mum. Pam started visiting him in his room more often. At first, rather hesitantly, and making no comment about the music that was the constant wallpaper of his life. Chris knew that the records he played were about the ...
    least like house music there was and he somehow felt strangely embarrassed about this. Perhaps he ought to buy some CDs of the stuff chicks liked. Bon Jovi, perhaps. Or maybe even something that wasn’t metal, although he had no idea what that might be. He wasn’t about to buy a Prodigy or Chemical Brothers album, although he had a guilty liking for some of what he’d heard when sitting in the pub with Stu and Pete and had no choice as to what music was playing. Chris couldn’t help but notice an increase in the changeability of the relationship between his mum and Pam. There were moods that were pronounced in not only the intensity of their apparent mutual liking for each other, but also of something else that reminded him somewhat of the time just before his dad ran off with his secretary. One day everything was smooth and happy. The next it was jagged and tense. There was one evening when Pam and his mum were shouting at each other in Mum’s bedroom and Chris was surprised to see Lottie shyly and nervously enter his bedroom just to sit with him. This was another thing that hadn’t happened since before their dad had left, but this reprise must surely be rather less serious when the other person involved wasn’t their dad but just their mum’s friend. “Oh! I wish they’d stop!” Lottie wailed. “I wish Pam and Mum wouldn’t argue like that!” “It’s nothing,” Chris grunted. “I hope Pam doesn’t leave us,” Lottie continued. “She’s my best friend in the whole world!” “Even more than Sophie?” ...
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