Star Gazer

Since being old enough to realize there was a sky, I
have been a star gazer. As a small boy, the heavenly lights
enhanced my active imagination. The adventures that raced
through my mind were as endless as the stars themselves.

After reaching my teens my relationship with the stars
became far more intimate. On clear summer nights I would
frequently sneak out of the house and lie naked in the back
yard. The black sky seemed to absorb my adolescent worries
as the twinkling of a million distant worlds heightened my
sense of awareness.

As the hammock cradling me gently swayed in a dank
summer breeze, the most amazing sensation would sweep over
me. My entire body would tingle with profound sexual energy.
Goose bumps would cover me as my nipples and cock rose to a
state of full arousal. Masturbating at night in the backyard
became a devout experience I came to savor.

After being away at college, I was glad to be home for
the summer. My first night back was a beautiful, clear
night. Just right for star gazing. Waiting until after my
parents had gone to bed, and having given them ample time to
fall asleep, I crept into the backyard. My cock was rock
hard before ever reaching the hammock.

Stripping out of my sweats, I shivered as the cool night
air kissed my naked flesh. My brain was dazed by the sudden
sense of freedom. Tranquillity took me in its embrace and I
stared lustfully into the night sky.

Like so many nights before, my hands were drawn to the
stiffness throbbing between my legs. I played with my
swollen balls -- stimulating my velvety scrotum into a
tightly constricted state of submissiveness. The bulbous
crest of my organ wept profusely, making my hand slick
with sappy cock juice. My fist made a lewd sloshing sound as
I hammered away on my steely pud. My thighs and buttocks
became tense as the first rumblings of an ejaculation filled
my manhood with a sense of urgency. Trembling with ecstasy,
I whimpered ever so softly as my cock erupted, heaving a load
of hot jism across my belly. As the pleasure of my climax
vanished into the night, I did something I had never done
before. I fell asleep.

It was dawn before I awoke, cold and disoriented. I was
panicked as hell when I realized what I had done. I heard
Willis, the guy who lived next door, puttering around on the
other side of the privacy fence. I wondered if he had seen
me? I fought my way out of the hammock only to fall flat on
my face. After making such a commotion, I was not surprised
when I looked up and saw Willis' smiling face peeking over
the top of the fence.

"It's good to have you back home for the summer, Mikey."

I could feel myself blushing. "It's good to be home,
Willis." He was not being the least bit shy about checking
me out. I quickly put on my sweats and tried to act casual
about the whole thing, but it was difficult facing him
after being seen sprawled on the ground naked.

Willis reached up under his Yankees baseball cap and
scratched his head. He was still grinning from ear to ear.
"You know, it's nice to see that your being away at school
hasn't changed you."

It didn't take a genies to know what Willis was talking
about. I was dumbfounded to learn that he was so intimately
familiar with my most closely guarded secret. In all my
years of jacking off beneath the stars, I had never once
suspected that someone might be watching.

"You probably don't know it, but I'm a star gazer
myself," said Willis. "Have you ever taken a look at them
through a telescope?"

"I don't really get into looking at them close up. I
just like the way they appear all scattered across the sky."

"Don't knock it if you've never tired it," said Willis.
"Why don't you come over tonight and have a look?"

I shrugged. "I don't know." I still couldn't believe
Willis had been watching me all this time.

"I insist," said Willis, tossing his hand in the air
with a farewell wave as he went on with the business of
sweeping his driveway. "I'll expect you around ten."

Over the course of the day, I must have come up with a
dozen good excuses for not going to Willis' that evening. I
had spent my entire life living next door to this guy, and
while he had always been very friendly, he had never once
invited me into his house. Why now? Something weird was
going on. Common sense told me not to go, but my paranoia
made me too frightened not to. What if he decided to tell my
parents what I had been doing all this time?

By that evening I was convinced that Willis had
something more in mind than sharing his telescope. I was
tense as hell. I decided to take a shower, hoping it would
help me relax, but it only made matters worse. As I stood
under the spurting nozzle, wondering what the night ahead
held in store, I began to fantasize. Was Willis planning to
seduce me? The way he had stared at me when I fell out of
the hammock had given me chills. I felt my cock getting
hard.

I was thinking crazy. Willis was an attractive man, the
same age as my parents. Even though, to my knowledge, he had
never been married, over the years I had seen a good many
women come and go from his house. Still, for reasons I
couldn't begin to explain, even the outside chance that he
might be sexually attracted to me turned me on.

"Mikey, come on in," said Willis. "I was beginning to
think you were going to stand me up. Follow me. I think
you're really going to enjoy this."

I followed Willis upstairs. I felt very foolish when I
saw his attic. At the window there sat a telescope. There
was a desk and chair, star charts and shelves of books on
astrology. He really was into the stars. I was ashamed of
myself for ever thinking that he might be planning to seduce
me.

After focusing in on a star he thought I would find
interesting, Willis pushed his chair back so I could have a
look. As I admired the radiance of the single star, I felt
Willis' hand on the inside of my thigh. "Just relax," he
said softly, feeling me flinch with surprise. "Just keep
watching the stars.

I stood bent over with my eye peering through the lens
of the telescope as Willis scooted his chair up behind me.
"I've been watching you for a long time, Mikey. I've watched
you grow from a beautiful boy into a handsome young man. You
have no idea how long I've waited for this moment."

He reached around my slender waist and unfastened my
pants. "You've been watching me all this time?"

"I remember the first time I saw you stretched out in
that old hammock," said Willis fondly. "You didn't yet have
a single hair between your legs. From that point on you
became the highlight of my summers. Sitting here in this
dusty old attic, watching you jack off, has given me more
pleasure than you can ever imagine."

"After all this time. Why now?" I asked.

"I didn't want to share my passion with a confused boy,"
said Willis. "I was waiting for the man inside you to
emerge, and it has."