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Based on a true story about a fucked up relationship that turned out to be hot as hell. Several chapters in this one. Enjoy. Everyone is eighteen.

I always looked up to Josh. When Mom and Dad were out of the house, and I stayed quiet in my room, I could often hear him banging his girlfriend through our shared wall. I'd seen him naked enough to know he had a big cock. Seeing those morning wood erections when he was hopping in the shower always gave me confusing feelings. I only knew that I wanted to be close to him. I loved leaning back onto him when we watched TV on the couch, and if I was at the right angle, I could feel his bulge. I didn't think of it as anything sexual really, but it was definitely a comfort that made me feel warm inside. Further confirming he had a big cock, I regularly heard his girlfriend say, "Ah, too deep," when they were fucking.

The thin walls meant I could hear virtually everything that went on in his bed. He jerked off pretty much every night, even if he had spent the afternoon fucking his girlfriend multiple times. The guy was an animal. I could even hear his bed squeaking from the shaking sometimes, and I was pretty sure he was humping his bed (or humping something). I would quickly and quietly tease my dick to orgasm while picturing his athletic, white butt cheeks tensing as he humped his big cock into his bed. His boner was probably amazing up close, and just like mine, it probably would get bigger and thicker when he hit orgasm, and a vein would throb as he squirted out his cum. I wanted to smell and taste him and be near him. The closest thing I'd had was the aroma of his dirty underwear and sweaty, cummy socks in the laundry.

Even though he was older, I was the smarter one, and I was sneaky enough to get into his shit. One day I watched him from behind as he put his passcode into his phone, and I quickly memorized it. The next morning while he showered, I booked it into his room and looked at his photos. I found so many dick pics it was insane. From every angle he just showed off that fat salami, and even showed himself fucking a fleshlight. Some of them he downloaded from snap, and the captions were things like "show me your pussy baby" and "you gotta get me hard first." Apparently he had a habit of chatting with internet girls and snap sexting. I wondered how many of the girls were real and not just catfishes. I wouldn't know if he even cared or not. I heard the water turn off, and quickly bulk sent everything I found to myself and deleted the outgoing texts from his phone before running back to my room. I felt elated that I had gotten away with it. The rush of being a young, smart, sneaky little perv was as hot as the dick pics themselves. Getting away with something was my new kink.

I spent the entire next day at school unable to focus on class. I was in the bathroom between every class looking through more and more of his dick pics and cum videos. The way he begged these girls to "show more" and "make me cum babe" was exhilarating. I probably jizzed four times before lunch.

The craziest part was actually the fact that he had a fleshlight. I don't know how he snuck it in or kept it a secret, but I knew I had to find it after school.

When I got home, he was in his room. I could clearly hear him humping away through the wall, and I was rock hard in seconds.

After I heard his quick squeaks abruptly stop, meaning he climaxed, he quickly left the house, shouting goodbye. I quickly snuck over to his room, determined to find the fleshlight. Because I had quickly become a freak, I took my clothes off and walked around his room naked, enjoying his scent and how hard it made my cock. I should not have been surprised, but my eyes lit up upon finding the sex toy in the first place I looked, right under his bed, not even hidden. I quickly pulled off the lid, and a big glob of gooey but still liquidy cum fell right onto my boner, and started dripping toward my balls and into the floor. It was still warm. Without even thinking, I stuck my dick inside the toy and came in about three seconds. I left my dick inside and in a minute I was slowly stroking myself.

In another minute, I was cumming again inside the toy. Still not finding any shame, I realized I needed to be quick, so I pulled it off my cock and put the lid back on. Now he had some extra cum in there, maybe he wouldn't notice?

I quietly crept out his door to sneak back to my room, but my stomach sank when I was interrupted by Josh walking down the hallway. I froze and stared at him, waiting for a reaction.

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He looked confused, curious and a little mad, as he asked, "Why are you naked?"

He followed up shortly after with a more animated, "Wait, why were you in my room?"

To my own horror, I immediately got hard again just standing there nude and being judged for doing something pervy. I realized I had yet another kink beyond being sneaky: getting caught.

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I tried to cover up my cock, but basically stood there fumbling around. My dick is on the larger side, and it doesn't exactly hide when I put my hands over it. When I looked up at his face, and he saw how scared and nervous I was, I saw something click in him. He looked down to see my hard dick and smirked, apparently amused at finding out what a perv I am.

"I don't know what you were doing in my room, but you're gonna pay for this," he said, still smirking.

"Sorry, man." I said, not sure where he was going with this, but I could infer a certain tacit coolness in his voice.

"Never seen you hard before," he said, changing the subject, a calm, assertive tone in his voice, "You're almost as big as me."

"Back in the day, I was a bit of a perv too, but I didn't get caught." He said, then abruptly grabbed my shoulders, making me yelp.

He spun me around, pushing me against the wall. He delivered three strong smacks to my ass, getting both cheeks. The sting was shocking, and ran up my spine, making me squeak and yelp with each strike. He kept a hand on my shoulder, holding me in place.

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"That's what you get--now don't let me catch you in my room again unless you want some more of that." He said, then turned into his room and closed the door behind him. I couldn't tell for sure, but I thought I saw a hint of a boner down his pants.

My mouth hanged open at the energy of that moment. After the shock wore off, I realized how erotic that was for me. I obviously do want that again, I thought to myself.

As soon as he saw my erection, it was like he had changed from actually being mad at me for sneaking into his room, to pretending to be mad. The smack on the ass had forced me to produce some precum, and now I had the irresistible urge to go in my room and crank my hog again.

I walked inside and closed the door before plopping down onto my bed. My boner stuck up into the air, and my head was still spinning. This was the most taboo thing I had ever experienced, but I had the feeling it would stay our little secret. It's not like he was going to tell anyone that he spanked me in the hallway.

As I lay there, trying to wrap my head around what happened, I started to hear a familiar routine on the other side of my wall. Josh had laid down, and was starting the rhythm of lightly jerking off on his bed. Only this time, he was being less careful and quiet.

Does he want me to hear this? I thought to myself. I couldn't be sure, but I got the feeling in the hallway that he was enjoying it.

I listened carefully, and gently rocked my boner against the bed, as I heard the pace of his jerking quicken. Before hearing him shift on the bed and open a bottle cap, then some more thrusting. The squishy sex sounds told me he was using his fleshlight again, and there was no time for him to have cleaned it since I just dumped two loads in it.

Soon he was pounding rather loudly, and even grunting with quick and repetitive "uh" sounds. He continued to get more aggressive with it, and it hit me that he must have stuffed it between the mattress and the box spring, because soon I could hear the bed banging against the wall. He had never been so loud and obscene with his masturbation before, even when he had sex I could normally tell that he was trying to keep it quiet.

Our shared wall clanged with his rapid thrusts, and he must have been getting really into it because his moans went through the wall clearly. It would have woken me up if I were sleeping. I pictured my cum frothing up around the base of his cock as he pounded into it, and his muscular ass tensing and releasing as he got his pleasure. Even though I had barely touched my cock, I throbbed out an ecstatic load onto my blanket while listening to him fuck the shit out of that toy. He was such a magnificent specimen of a man, which is why I always looked up to him. I wanted to be him someday, and now he was both my role model and my tormentor.

My dick was apparently never going to sleep today, and it stayed hard and throbbed as I listened to the master of stamina in the next room continue grunting and banging his bed against the wall. I started to picture him using me this way. Maybe that could be my punishment next time instead of the spanking. I could be his pre-warmed fleshlight. If only, I thought to myself.

Suddenly the banging of the bed against the wall grew sporadic and arrhythmic. His uh sounds turned to deeper ohh noises, and I listened as he gave himself an intense orgasm. The horny and erotic events of the day hit a climax in my brain and I came again while I listened to his relaxed whimpers while he came down from his orgasm. My brain needed a rest, and I was just falling asleep as I heard some cleanup noises, and it sounded like he was lying down to take a nap as well. The fact that he was just three feet away gave me that familiar warm feeling I got when I thought about him. Only this time, it had taken on new meaning. Yesterday it felt like affection, and today it feels like longing, horniness, and fear.

I decided I was going to get caught again.

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