The Peeper Gets Busted! (Part One) - Sex Stories

The Peeper Gets Busted! (Part One)

... opening of the pajamas. I stood up and took a long deep breath. I felt so free and strong there in the night, half-naked and absolutely evil. I looked up at the tree-tops, the moon and the stars. I felt like howling like the wolf. I would have maybe actually did it, but I was suddenly startled my a hand on my bare shoulder. I freeked and almost had a fuckin' heart attack! The hand that had grabbed onto me belonged to this guy that lived in the house next door. I knew who he was but never talked to him before. He was probably around five years older then me, and a big, powerful-looking guy - scary actually. And he had discovered me in the backyard of his neighbor, with my dick hanging out, standing in front of a window where a young couple were starting to make love. I tried to run away, but the guy (his name was Jack) put his arm across my throat and his hand over my mouth. I stumbled and slipped out of one of my sneakers, but he held me firmly against his body and whispered for me to be quiet or he was gonna choke me to death. I stopped struggling and he relaxed his grip. I could feel my bare backside up hard against the leather jacket he had on, and in the middle of all this horror, all I could think of was how it felt good to feel the leather on my skin. Jack took his hand from my mouth then and told me not to worry too much. He said that he was having the same idea that I did when he saw Jodi going into the house, but he was as surprised as me when he showed up on the scene and discovered he was not the first in line.