SEDUCED BY THE NEIGHBOR
CHAPTER 1
It’s early morning and I’m lost in a dream, somewhere in the realm where consciousness and unconsciousness blend.
A stranger touches me with velvet hands. A mystery, a blur, someone I can’t identify, but I feel their touch as they caress my thigh. I shudder. My cock is rock hard and throbbing.
“Let’s go higher,” they murmur.
I don’t know what that means, but I’ll follow them anywhere.
We move through the air. Are we climbing? Floating? Suddenly we’re on a cliff, peering down at the world below.
This dream lover claims me with their lips. A shadow in the light. I can’t see their face, but I feel their mouth as our kiss deepens. It’s like every touch is hardwired to the ache between my legs. The slightest brush of their hand could make me cum.
I feel myself closer to the edge. There’s a stirring in my balls. I’m so close to the feeling. So close, but then I fall...
Flying.
No, dropping.
Crashing.
Hurling into the dark abyss.
I’m startled awake.
The sweetest dream turned into a nightmare in an instant. I’m covered in sweat and my chest is heaving. My bedroom is sweltering.
Damn it, the air conditioner must be on the fritz again. The thing is ancient and barely cools my room on the second floor. I always have weird dreams when I get too hot.
I try to shake it off, this strange groggy feeling somewhere between horny and horrified. I check my phone. It’s 8:35 AM. For me, that’s sleeping in. I usually get up around 6:30. It’s nice to be a little lazy.
This is the first day of summer break and I have no plans for anything except relaxation. I’ve just survived my freshman year of college. Final exams kicked my ass hard. Thankfully I finished strong. Now I need some time to unwind.
Most of my housemates left town last night. They have family within driving distance. Mine is eight hundred miles away. The cost of travel right now is outrageous and I couldn’t swing a ticket, so I told my parents I’d check for deals closer to autumn.
I scroll through my phone. There’s a package delivery notification. My new Nintendo Switch Pro game controller was dropped off a few minutes ago. Hell yeah.
I fling off the covers and rush downstairs wearing just my boxer briefs. I still have half a chub and it’s swinging like mad, but I’ll be back to my room in a flash.
Sunlight is bursting through the windows that frame the door. It’s a little too bright for first thing in the morning. I shield my face as I open the door, and I’m startled to find a man standing at the doormat, his hands on his hips and a deep crease between his eyebrows. He towers over me like a mountain of muscle. His baby blue button-up hugs his shoulders like it’s painted on.
I gasp and step back. "Shit, you scared me."
His eyes flick across my exposed torso, and I’m sure he can see the outline of my cock. Now I really regret not getting dressed.
“Where’s John?” the man asks. There’s an edge to his voice.
“John Davis or John Miller?” I ask.
The man sighs. “I don’t know. The blond one."
“They both have blond hair.”
“Okay, well which one is home?”
“They’re both gone.”