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Stories posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 

Joshua Miles - 5. Holidays

School holidays were approaching, and this disappointed Joshua, as he would not be able to anticipate Scott’s movements, so would not be able to visit his room. That was until he overheard Scott in the school yard telling his friends, his parents were taking him to Bali for two weeks during the holidays.

That night, lying in bed, his head was exploding with ideas as to what he could do when the house was empty for a whole two weeks. He decided he would spend a few nights staying over, sleeping in Scott’s bed. He planned to wear only Scott’s clothes, while he was there, cook for himself, shower in Scott’s bathroom and in short, live Scott’s life.

He told his mother he was having a couple of sleepovers with a study friend, so they could cram in preparation for the next term exams. She had no problem with this, in fact she was relieved he would not be underfoot as he rarely went out of the house during the holidays.

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Night one went well, though a bit lonely and a bit scary, sleeping in a strange house that had all sorts of different noises at night, compared to his home. But before bed he tried Scott’s laptop but as expected it was password protected.

He then took his own from his backpack and started checking the contents of the USB sticks from Scott’s desk drawer. The first had school assignments, most of which were familiar to him. Another had photos in various folders headed, family hols, school excursions, swim camps and comps. Joshua looked at some of the swimming photos, featuring some hot guys in speedos and some naked locker room shots. It was at this point he regretted not being a swimmer and having the opportunity to share the locker rooms with such hotties.

Written on the next USB was Vids, which he assumed was short for videos. He plugged this one into the computer and found folders titled, downloads, uploads and private. The last folder intrigued Joshua, so he clicked on private and found videos of Scott walking around his room naked, dressing and one of him jerking off in bed. It was then he realised what the ring in the black bag was for. Joshua copied these files to his laptop, then continued browsing till he found one titled my new sounding rod. Joshua had no idea what this meant and assumed it had something to do with a sound system, maybe Scott’s term for a sound bar. But he did wonder why this would be in a folder called private.

Obviously Lorna had not been in as the sheets had not been changed, but that was how Joshua wanted them. He knew Scott’s naked body had previously slept in these sheets and the smell of the man was intoxicating. Joshua rolled around and around, ensuring his body touched every part of the linen that Scott’s body had touched.

Despite looking scrupulously, he could find no evidence of Scott having jerked off in the sheets, but he decided to add his contribution.

The following morning he rose late and was just finishing breakfast when he heard the front door open. ‘Fuck, they’ve come home early’ he thought. As he was opening the back door to escape through the garden, he heard a scream from behind him, then “Oh, it’s you. You gave me an almighty scare, I didn’t expect anyone to be here”

As he turned he was relieved to see it was the cleaner, though still surprised.

“Oh sorry, you surprised me too, I didn’t expect you today”

“I always do a thorough cleaning when your family’s away, but what are you doing here? Did your holiday get cancelled?”

“Yes...no...that is...oh sort of” he muttered, to give himself time to think of an excuse.

“What does sort of mean dearie?”

“Ah...I didn’t go on the holiday…” then paused to think of a reason.

“That must be disappointing”

“Yes, but...um...” Then it came to him, “Coach didn’t want me to interrupt my training schedule...because...big competition coming up...soon” he concluded and mentally congratulated himself on his fast thinking.

“So the family holiday was cancelled?”

Joshua was now getting into his story “No, Mum and Dad went. They said I was old enough to look after myself, now I’m seventeen”

“That’s trusting of them, but I suppose a relief in one way”

“What do you mean?” asked Joshua

“As a mother, I love my son immensely, but it would be nice to have a holiday alone with my hubby. Once you have children there’s not much chance of having a holiday without them, till they grow up”

“Ah yes, I see” he was beginning to enjoy this role and added “Like a second honeymoon?”

“That’s it precisely”

“Just as long as Mum and Dad are happy”

“You are such a thoughtful young man”

“Thank you Lorna”

“And it will give you more opportunity to be with your girlfriend” she said with a wink.

Joshua was pretty sure Scott didn’t have a girlfriend, so replied confidently

“I don’t have a girlfriend...” then remembering the excuse he used when he first met Lorna, he added “...anymore”

“A good looking young man like you?”

“Oh, I’m not good looking, I’m just the skinny kid nobody notices” he replied as he unconsciously slipped back into Joshua mode.

“I’m sure that’s not true Scott. I wouldn’t call you skinny. Lean and trim, it’s called these days. Must be all that swim training keeps you so slim. Many young men would love to look like you” Lorna said as she moved closer.

“Thank you, I never see myself that way”

“Well you should have more confidence in yourself” she suggested as she put a hand on his chest. “A little bit more muscle might impress some girls”

“Oh I am working on that at the gym”

“Good man. Now can I get you some breakfast?”

“Thanks, but I’ve just finished my cereal”

“Are you sure you don’t want some eggs and a little bacon on the side. A growing young man and athlete, I might add, needs his energy and protein”

“No, I’ll be fine, but thanks anyway”

“Ok, then I’ll cook you a big lunch later on”

“That’s not necessary, I can make myself a sandwich”

“Nonsense, I’m here all day, so I’ll look after you while your Mum’s away”

“Yeah...ok then” conceded Joshua
“Good, but for now I better get on with my work. You enjoy your day, but be back for lunch at, say one o’clock?”

“Thank you Lorna”

Joshua went to his room to shower. He stayed long in the shower. It felt good not to have his mother calling him to hurry up and stop wasting hot water. He closed his eyes and let the fingers of hot water caress his body while he imagined Scott waiting for him in the bedroom.

After his shower, his body was tingling all over and while he dried himself slowly he could feel Scott’s hands towelling him dry. It felt so good, then as the towel slipped from his hands, it dropped onto and continued to hang on his erection. He looked down and felt so proud that he could support the towel, that he walked out of his bathroom with the towel covering his manhood.

As he stepped into the bedroom, still looking down, he heard “Clever boy”

“What...oh fuck, what are you doing here?”

“Cleaning, that’s my job” Lorna replied.

As the towel dropped to the floor, Joshua instinctively covered his genitals with his hands and said “Sorry Lorna, wasn’t expecting you to be here”

“Don’t worry about me Dearie, just go about your business, whatever that is” she added with that wink.

“But I’ve got to dress”

“Doesn’t bother me, I’ve seen many a bare arse....and more, in my line of work. One could say it’s an occupational hazard, but I prefer to see it as a perk” again with that now familiar grin.

Joshua then turned into Scott, as playing a part gave Joshua more confidence. Enough confidence in fact, to do something he would not dream of doing as Joshua.

“If you feel comfortable then so do I, Lorna”

“Don’t even think of me as being here”

He then went to the underwear drawer and commenced a reverse striptease for his audience of one.

Scott chose a brief set of jockey shorts, put in one leg slowly, then the second leg, pulled them up and took his time adjusting his equipment. At first he tried, straight up, but his erection meant he would be poking out the top of his briefs. This meant he had to choose left or right. He decided on left and rubbed his hand over himself to ensure he maintained his impressive bulge a bit longer.

When he looked up, he saw Lorna was not looking at him directly, but noticed her image in the mirror and concluded that if he could see her, she could see him.

He was enjoying this, so decided to draw in his audience. He went to the closet, chose two shirts and as he stepped out asked “Which one should I wear today, Lorna”

“Oh...what...are you asking me dearie?” she asked in a manner that suggested, I’m not really interested.

“Yes, I value your opinion”

She dropped her duster, walked towards him, put both hands on his chest and said “I feel your body is telling me.... I want red today”

“Then red it shall be” he confirmed. As he was pulling the T shirt over his head he felt a hand on his abdomen, so he paused to enjoy the feeling and heard “Nice and flat, I like that, so many boys these days get flabby from too many sugary drinks and then beer, but I can see you look after yourself”

Almost in shock at the compliment, he pulled the shirt from his head and looked down. “Mmm, thank you for noticing”

“My pleasure indeed. Now is it going to be blue jeans? You can’t go out in your briefs, despite having such a cute bottom.”

Then they both laughed.

Jeaned and belted, he walked towards the door. But before he could leave, Lorna said “Haven’t you forgotten something?” Joshua laughed, so Lorna asked “Did I say something amusing?”

“It’s just that when my Mum asks me that she means, I’ve forgotten to kiss her goodbye. But I assume you didn’t mean that”

“Of course not. I meant you haven’t put on any shoes”

“I’m only going to hang about the house and garden so I thought I would go barefoot today”

“In that case you need to roll your jeans up a little, so you can show off your feet”

“Who would want to look at my feet?”

“They are quite handsome feet and well-manicured too, most boys just hack away at their toe nails and leave jagged edges. You seem to take care with yours, so show them off”

“Really?”

“Always play your assets to their best, is my recommendation for young men”

As he sat to roll up his jeans, Joshua asked “How come you know so much about young men’s grooming?”

“I have a son the same age as you and he takes good care of his appearance, but then again he’s different. His type are like that, more so than regular boys”

“Regular boys?” he asked

“Straight boys, think they don’t have to impress girls, it’s up to girls to impress them. But gay boys like to look good, not only to impress but to make themselves feel good”

“Oh really...so your son is gay?”

“Yes, not that it bothers me, I’m fine with it. I say this because you straight boys don’t always make the same effort at grooming”

“Mmm...thanks for the advice, Lorna”

“No problem, now be gone and enjoy your morning, I’ve got work to do, but don’t forget about lunch”

Copyright © 2024 Wombat Bill; All Rights Reserved.
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Lorna’s son is single and gay,

But introductions could be risqué.

Oh what a wicked grip we squeeze,

when we practice to believe….

We can wank in another guys shorts,

And pretend we’re tossing their sports.

Nice tummy, nice nails, nice pillows at rear gate,

Could be alternative life is Lorna’s family trait.

Hands on she seems to be, nuff said,

Offers to butter young Scott’s bread.

Friendly mum? Those innocent pats?,

Or seeing a fit young lad in leather tack?

Be back for lunch, I’m here all day,

Next on schedule, work or play?

@Wombat Bill using verbal edging, 

USB vids, sexy stud sport’n a cock ring.

Bring us more says yours fans,

Tissue drawer space need expands.

 

 

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Lorna appears awfully familiar with a 17 year old boy identifying himself as her employers' son. I assume Joshua bears little or no resemblance to Scott's parents as he bears little or no resemblance to Scott. Methinks Lorna may already be aware Joshua is not in fact Scott and is "playing" him at his own game. The question begs if this is the case, what is the purpose of the game? Was it just coincidental Lorna mentioned she has a gay son? Assuming she is telling the truth, does Lorna perhaps suspect Joshua is gay and she is "cruising" him for her son? Does Lorna have highly developed gaydar?

What is it with bacon and eggs for breakfast @Wombat Bill? This breakfast seems to be universally promoted as a healthy breakfast for a fit and/or growing lad. All I can say of course is 🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮.

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