6. GOOD NIGHT ERIC
The hot, drenching water streamed down on Eric Kirby's tan body as he continued to bath in his shower. It was 9:55 P.M. on a Friday, and tomorrow was the last day of school for the week. He would be going to spend the weekend and the next whole week with his aunt, Karen. His parents were going on a vacation for their second honeymoon of being back together. Eric's parents had gotten remarried after the trip to Isla Sorna. At first, Eric was extremely happy to see his parents back together, but later on, things started to get really bad.
Eric shook that thought away. He didn't want to think about that right now. He would always wait until he felt bad to think about those awful feelings. Right now he was taking a shower and it felt very good. Showers were always a wonderful thing for him. They made him very calm, and with all of the things he had to deal with during the day, he really needed a chance to feel calm.
Something else that made him calm was when he thought about someone that he'd had a crush on at the time. He might not have been out with very many people in his short amount of time on earth, but he did have some pretty amazing crushes. His crushes were all he had. He didn't have much else to do, because of his parents. So he thought about the people he was in love with, whoever it was that he liked at the time.
He started to think about one of his most recent crushes. Someone he'd met at the Museum of Natural History in New York. Eric might have been living in San Francisco, but he spent a lot of time in New York and really liked this person. As the hot water enveloped his body, he started to feel very aroused. He started rubbing his hands all over his soap soaked body. He moved them around his nipples and started pinching them as they began to harden. Eric moved his left hand down his body and toward the device that made him a boy. He grabbed it and moaned as he started to stroke it slowly. He moved his right hand from his nipple and placed it on the shower wall.
Eric stroked harder as he began to moan louder and could feel the excited pleasure inside his body. Suddenly the sperm came seeping out of his boyhood as he let go with his left hand and placed it on the wall as well. He watched as the sperm went down the drain.
He turned the shower off and got out, wrapping a towel around his waist. He went to the mirror and brushed his simi-long hair neatly, brushed his teeth, and put on some underarm deodorant. Eric turned and walked out of the bathroom and into his bedroom.
Inside, the room was quite clean. That was because his parents would beat his butt if they ever found that it weren't. There were posters on the wall. Most of them were of Dragon Ball Z, but there was one that had the band, Linkin Park on it. He moved toward his drawer and got out a nightshirt. He removed the towel and pulled the shirt over his body.
He started for his bed, but there was suddenly a knock at the door.
"Come in," he said. "Oh no," he thought. "One or both of my parents are about to give a lecture."
Amanda Kirby came into the room wearing a pink robe and a pair of red pajamas. Her hair was blond and short, just like it had always been. She came over to Eric and hugged him. "Now I want you to be a good boy while you're at Aunt Karen's this weekend."
"Don't worry Mom," Eric replied. "I'll be good."
"I know," Amanda replied. "I'm just making sure. Now, you do have the phone number for the hotel right?"
"And the cell phone number," Eric replied. "And Dad's pager number. I've got it all Mom. Don't worry. I'll be fine."
Amanda smiled. "That's my good boy." She hugged him again.
"Do you think Aunt Karen will mind if I call Hunter sometime this weekend," Eric asked hopefully.
"I don't know," Amanda replied. "It is long distance. I'm ok with it if she is though. Well, I'll let you go to bed. You have a long day ahead of you. Good night."
"Good night Mom," Eric said. He kissed her on the cheek. "Have a great trip."
"Thanks," Amanda replied. "I hope you have a nice time away from us. I'm sure you'll have a blast." Amanda joked and walked out the door, closing it behind her.
"You have no idea," Eric whispered. He jumped into bed and turned out the light, beside his bed. He began to dream of better times, when he was at the Museum in New York with Hunter, and away from his parents and all of the bullies of his school.
The hot, drenching water streamed down on Eric Kirby's tan body as he continued to bath in his shower. It was 9:55 P.M. on a Friday, and tomorrow was the last day of school for the week. He would be going to spend the weekend and the next whole week with his aunt, Karen. His parents were going on a vacation for their second honeymoon of being back together. Eric's parents had gotten remarried after the trip to Isla Sorna. At first, Eric was extremely happy to see his parents back together, but later on, things started to get really bad.
Eric shook that thought away. He didn't want to think about that right now. He would always wait until he felt bad to think about those awful feelings. Right now he was taking a shower and it felt very good. Showers were always a wonderful thing for him. They made him very calm, and with all of the things he had to deal with during the day, he really needed a chance to feel calm.
Something else that made him calm was when he thought about someone that he'd had a crush on at the time. He might not have been out with very many people in his short amount of time on earth, but he did have some pretty amazing crushes. His crushes were all he had. He didn't have much else to do, because of his parents. So he thought about the people he was in love with, whoever it was that he liked at the time.
He started to think about one of his most recent crushes. Someone he'd met at the Museum of Natural History in New York. Eric might have been living in San Francisco, but he spent a lot of time in New York and really liked this person. As the hot water enveloped his body, he started to feel very aroused. He started rubbing his hands all over his soap soaked body. He moved them around his nipples and started pinching them as they began to harden. Eric moved his left hand down his body and toward the device that made him a boy. He grabbed it and moaned as he started to stroke it slowly. He moved his right hand from his nipple and placed it on the shower wall.
Eric stroked harder as he began to moan louder and could feel the excited pleasure inside his body. Suddenly the sperm came seeping out of his boyhood as he let go with his left hand and placed it on the wall as well. He watched as the sperm went down the drain.
He turned the shower off and got out, wrapping a towel around his waist. He went to the mirror and brushed his simi-long hair neatly, brushed his teeth, and put on some underarm deodorant. Eric turned and walked out of the bathroom and into his bedroom.
Inside, the room was quite clean. That was because his parents would beat his butt if they ever found that it weren't. There were posters on the wall. Most of them were of Dragon Ball Z, but there was one that had the band, Linkin Park on it. He moved toward his drawer and got out a nightshirt. He removed the towel and pulled the shirt over his body.
He started for his bed, but there was suddenly a knock at the door.
"Come in," he said. "Oh no," he thought. "One or both of my parents are about to give a lecture."
Amanda Kirby came into the room wearing a pink robe and a pair of red pajamas. Her hair was blond and short, just like it had always been. She came over to Eric and hugged him. "Now I want you to be a good boy while you're at Aunt Karen's this weekend."
"Don't worry Mom," Eric replied. "I'll be good."
"I know," Amanda replied. "I'm just making sure. Now, you do have the phone number for the hotel right?"
"And the cell phone number," Eric replied. "And Dad's pager number. I've got it all Mom. Don't worry. I'll be fine."
Amanda smiled. "That's my good boy." She hugged him again.
"Do you think Aunt Karen will mind if I call Hunter sometime this weekend," Eric asked hopefully.
"I don't know," Amanda replied. "It is long distance. I'm ok with it if she is though. Well, I'll let you go to bed. You have a long day ahead of you. Good night."
"Good night Mom," Eric said. He kissed her on the cheek. "Have a great trip."
"Thanks," Amanda replied. "I hope you have a nice time away from us. I'm sure you'll have a blast." Amanda joked and walked out the door, closing it behind her.
"You have no idea," Eric whispered. He jumped into bed and turned out the light, beside his bed. He began to dream of better times, when he was at the Museum in New York with Hunter, and away from his parents and all of the bullies of his school.