Kinktober day 23 - Stalking Oc/Oc - NSFW

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The first thing he noticed when he walked past the bakery was the boy at the counter, Carter stopped dead in his tracks, pretending to look over the goods in the window. His eyes were locked on the boy's smile.

He had to be new to town, Carter was pretty sure he knew everyone in town, but he had never seen this one.

Carter ran a hand over his clothes to make sure he looked presentable and stepped inside. The smell of fresh baked goods blanketed the building. It was sickenly sweet, Carter had never loved sweets but he would make an exception to talk to this newcomer. As he walked towards the counter the boy turned towards the owner who came out of the back room.

"Will you go work on some cupcakes? I've got the register."

"Yes ma'am." He smiled and turned heading away, Carter clenched his jaw watching him turn away. Carter's eyes softened, watching him walk away wasn't too bad either.

"Carter Hansen, how are you doing?"

"Well, Miss Annie, I'm just fine. Was coming in for a breakfast donut. You know, a long day at work wanted something to keep me awake."

She smiled and pointed towards the counter. "Our new buy made these ones, he is talented with desserts, I highly recommend them."

Carter looked them over, he had made them, that was enough convincing to get at least one.

"Give me a maple, and a glazed for my father, he is coming in today."

"Alright, that will be 8.28. Cash or card?"

Carter fumbled for his wallet, he handed over the money, trying to catch a glimpse of the boy through the window on the swinging door. "You said a new boy, is he new to town, we don't get many newcomers."

"He is, his family moved in a few days ago, came and got himself a job right away. He is very sweet, he actually lives not far from your family's farm."

"Really, well isn't that grand." Carter smiled. "I'll see you later Miss Annie."

She smiled and waved him off, Carter took the donuts and rushed to the butcher shop. This was an interesting development. They didn't usually have people move into town, their town was small and close knit, it was more a town to pass through then live in. The descendants of families that settled the town were usually the only ones to live in.

Carter bit down on the maple donut and let out a small audible moan, that was the best damn donut he had ever had. He had never tasted something so sweet.


The entire time Carter was working he was thinking about that boy, the one he had only seen for a few moments.

Lunch came around and he rushed out the door, the entry bell ringing, his father watched him move outside quickly. He made his way back to the bakery and stopped dead in his tracks, the boy he had seen earlier was in the alleyway behind the store throwing away trash. Carter took a step back, watching him from a distance.

The boy finished throwing the trash away and started to walk inside when he froze, he felt like something was watching him, he turned to look but Carter moved out of view. The boy then turned and went to go back into the building.

Carter sighed as he pressed himself against the wall, that boy was gorgeous. He had such pretty hazel eyes and fluffy brown hair with blue tips. Carter sighed as he readjusted his shirt, checked for any blood splatter; he didn't want to scare him after all, and headed towards the main door of the bakery.

He looked in from the viewing window and saw the boy, sitting at a table with a coffee and a cupcake in front of him.

He was on his lunch too.

Carter watched him for a moment before going inside. "Well Carter, I am surprised to see you again, you don't usually come in at all let alone twice in one day. Got a sweet tooth do you?"

"Yes Miss Annie, I do." Carter remarked. "My sister got jealous I didn't get her a donut too."

"Well, I can get her one on the house, anything else that you would like?"

"No ma'am thank you though." Carter smiled wide and turned, he tried to catch his name tag but couldn't see it, he muttered to himself but made his way back to the butcher shop. He was going to find that boy's name, and learn more about him.

After work he walked past the bakery again, but it was clear there had been a complete shift change. He sighed, but remembered what Miss Annie had said, he was actually living close to his family farm.

He jogged towards home, excitement filling his chest, as he grew closer to the neighborhood and stopped dead in his tracks. He spotted the boy in a first floor window, Carter's mouth opened slightly and his pants grew tight as he watched the boy pull off his top. Carter hid in the bushes, watching as he stripped down and got changed.

Carter grunted as he continued to watch him, he went to sit on his bed and read. Carter stooped down, watching him carefully, he pulled his cock from his jeans and began to jerk off watching the boy sit in bed.

He didn't even know his name, but he was everything he could want.

Carter groaned, woodchips pressing into his knees as he continued to jerk off. The boy set the book on the countertop and got up, stretching. Carter watched his muscles move through his shirt and groaned before he came. His cum covered the ground below him, he couldn't believe he was this damn lucky to have found someone new to have as an object of desire.

A desire that wasn't to kill them, but he wanted this boy, wanted him more than he could admit. He pulled his jeans up and watched before the door to his bedroom opened and what he could only assume were his parents stepped inside.

"Goodnight Asher," his mother said, squeezing his hand.

"Night son."

"Night." He said as they shut the door.

Asher.

Carter smiled, he finally had a name to say while he jacked off, while he thought of him, while he watched him till he made his first move.

Carter didn't move from his window until Asher flipped off the light, and pulled the blankets over himself. Carter rushed home, ready to continue to watch him for a while until he finally decided to say hello, and when he did he knew he would have the most fun of his life.

This boy would be his.

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