The Closet Has a Sliding Glass Door

Chapter 1

If there's one thing Eli loves, it's looking at naked women.

Watching porn, more specifically. He didn't have many opportunities to look at naked women in person. If he did, he would definitely love that too. He watches at least one porno a day. Any less, and he feels agitated and antsy.

He's actually watching one right now. The smoking hot blonde bombshell is on her back, legs spread to invite the man to go between them. He does eagerly, nudging her legs further apart to fit his larger frame. One of his hands is next to her head, holding him steady. The other trails down the woman's body. He places a deep kiss on her lips. The camera trails down to a full body shot of the both of them. His hard cock drags against her thigh.

"Fuck yeah," Eli mumbled to himself.

The real show is about to begin. Any moment now he's going to stick it in her and make magic happen.

Eli's cell phone then started ringing next to him, ringtone letting him know that it's Klitz calling him.

He perked up at the sound and sat up further. Not bothering to pause the masterpiece of a film on his TV, he flipped open the phone and held it to his ear.

"Hey dude, what's up?" He asked casually.

Klitz answered just as casually, "Hey, I was just wondering if your parents were making anything for dinner today."

Eli smiled to himself. Sounded like Klitz wanted to hang out.

"Nah. Mom didn't mention anything this morning, so it's nothing I can't get out of. Why?"

"I'm just really craving some nuggets from McDonald's. If you want to join-"

A high pitched moan came from the TV. Eli looked back at the screen to see a shot of the male actor repeatedly thrusting in and out of the woman. He missed the money shot. Damn it, Klitz.

"Really, man?" Klitz asked with annoyance in his tone.

Eli huffed a laugh.

"What's wrong?" He asked despite knowing exactly why Klitz was annoyed.

Klitz sighed through the phone before answering, "You know I don't like it when you watch that shit while you talk to me. You better not be jacking off right now."

He actually wasn't jacking off right now. He rarely jacked off to porn. It was more of an aesthetic thing for Eli. He felt like if he jacked off to porn every time he would lose his stamina. That would be a disservice to his future girlfriend. So, instead, he frequently enjoyed porn to appreciate the art form and take note of the different directing styles.

Maybe he should start taking notes. He does want to continue his movie making career after all.

Eli looked around for a pen while answering, "No, I'm not jacking off. I wouldn't do that while talking to you, Klitz. That's kind of gay."

He stood up and shuffled over to his desk, where a pen and notebook sat. He grabbed them and returned to his bed, now sitting cross-legged with the notebook on his lap.

"Sometimes I don't get you, man," Klitz said after a brief moment of silence.

Ignoring the comment, Eli said, "Honestly, I'm surprised you're not more interested in porn now that you've been in one."

He heard Klitz scoff, "It wasn't a real porno."

"Sure it was! You got your dick touched on film by a pornstar. Your enormous dick, by the way," Eli quickly replied, not willing to let Klitz downplay his achievement.

Klitz groaned and said, "Dude, come on..."

For some reason, dear Klitzy got all embarrassed when Eli brought up his huge dick. With anyone else at school, Klitz would accept all sorts of compliments and high-fives with a big grin on his face when his dick was brought up. But when it was Eli, his face would get all red and he'd tell him to shut up.