John saw the note flutter to the floor when he opened the door. It must have been jammed into the door, as there was no mail slot, so it must have just been shoved into the door jam. He picked it up and opened the envelope, inside was a study card, the kind students use, 3x5 with lines for notes. On it was a simple three-word statement, simple but ominous for a closeted man. "I saw you" was all it said.
John was home alone, as his brother was out at work. He picked up the phone and called Al. Surprisingly, Al answers, and John says he thinks they may have a problem.
"Look as we pulled out of the parking lot last night, I saw a kid, you noticed him, too. It looked like my neighbour's son, Adam. And I found a note in my door, that says: "I saw you". I think it must have been him, and he saw us fucking."
"Shit. Shit. Shit. How much do you think he saw?
"Well, if he was with that group that came out, then he saw everything. The blowjobs, the fucking, all of it. We took a chance fucking in public like that, and it looks like it's about to bite us in the ass."
"What are we going to do?" asked Al.
"We're going to wait and see what his next move is. There's nothing else we can do; I don't even know for sure it's Adam. The guy did look like him, but it could have been anyone."
"True," replied Al, "Keep me informed."
Al hung up the phone. John looked at the note and took it and the envelope to the kitchen and using the gas stove, lit the note and envelope on fire and let them burn in the sink, then washed the ash down the drain.
The next few days passed quietly. John tried calling Al a few times, but he didn't pick up, and he couldn't leave a message, his wife would hear them. He was also lucky that she never picked up either. He saw Adam out with his father a few times. Adam's father was divorced and had been living alone until Adam came to live with him about a year ago. They spend a lot of time working around the house. Garret, Adam's father, travelled for business but as Adam was 18, he had no problem leaving him home alone.
Sunday afternoon arrived and John noticed Garret loading a suitcase into a cab, he got in and the cab pulled away. It was less than five minutes before Adam was at his door. He knocked and when John answered, Adam was upfront, "Did you get my note?"
"You left it?" asked John, though he was pretty sure it had been him, "What did it say?"
"I saw you.", replied Adam, "I saw you both and I was so turned on I jerked off watching you both, twice. When your friend fucked you, I wanted to come over and beg him to fuck me too. I knew you saw me, as the car pulled away, I hoped you'd stop and speak to me, but you didn't."
"And what did you want me to do if we had stopped?"
"Look, I'm a virgin, I haven't even kissed another boy, let alone a man. What I want is for you to teach me. To make love to me, well really to fuck me."
"Adam, you're an attractive young man, you don't need to be trolling someone my age. You should be pursuing someone your own age."
"I don't know anyone my age that do the things I want done to me, and I have no idea how to find them. I want you to show me what to do, how to do it, to teach me."
Back and forth they went, John refusing and Adam insisting. This whole conversation had taken place, so far, in John's doorway, now Adam stepped forward and leaned into John, he brushed a hand across John's crotch and tried to lean in to kiss him. John, for his part pushed the younger man away.
"Adam, that's not cool," he said. "I think it's best if you leave before you do something you'll regret."
"If I leave," Adam said, "then I'll leave another note for your brother. He doesn't know about you and the other guy, does he?"
"Are you trying to blackmail me, Adam?" John asked, he was shocked.
"I'm trying to get you to fuck me, and I want it so much, I'll do anything, even that."
Adam reached again and brushed his hand across John's crotch, which despite John's reluctance reacted by jumping and starting to harden.
"See, you cock wants to," Adam offered.
"Never mind what my cock wants, this is not a good idea, Adam. You're still a child."
"I'm 18 and have been for four months," Adam insisted. His hand stroked John's cock through his jeans. John was fully hard now. All 6 inches of his cock was now pressing against his jeans and a very large wet spot was starting to spread. John stopped thinking with his head and started thinking with his dick.
"All right. You want to get fucked, we'll fuck but not here. Your father is gone for a few days, I'll be over in about an hour, and you'd better be ready. Be naked and showered. Do not touch your cock until I get there, understood.?"
"Yes, sir." Answered Adam.
Adam bolted home. He took a long shower and worked at cleaning his ass, but as he didn't know about douching, so it was more of a surface clean, he washed thoroughly from head to toe, then waited patiently, naked, on the sofa for John to arrive.
In the meantime, John called AL one more time but again there was no answer, and he left no message. He took a shower and packed a small bag with some lube and a small butt plug, and a larger dildo. He dressed in jeans, commando, and a tee. He slipped his feet into sandals and picked up the small bag and headed next door. The door was unlocked and he let himself in, where his saw Adam sitting naked on the sofa, hard cock standing straight up, waving back and forth in the young man's excitement.
He closed the door behind him and said, "Come here."
Adam stood and walked the short distance to the front door. John pulled him close and kissed him. He forced his tongue into Adam's mouth. He let his hands explore Adam's body, thin with youth, but with a dusting a fur across the chest and a thick treasure trail heading down from his belly button to a full bush surrounding his hard cock. Adam was a ginger, and the deep red of his pubes was darker than the hair on his head, his skin was a pale white. Adam's cock stood straight out from his body, at about seven inches. Not thick but not pencil thin either. His balls were small and already retracted. John felt he'd cum at the slightest touch. Still, he allowed his hand to cup the small balls and then slide gently along Adam's length, circling the head, lightly tracing a finger around the sensitive cap. Cum flew out of Adam's cock, coating John's pants and splashing on the tiles of the foyer.
