A Day in Stockholm

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Ace

I grabbed my binoculars and my black bookbag. It had a sandwich, bag of cheetos, a dr. pepper, and a brownie, along with my notebook.

This notebook was where i took notes of my subject. I wanted him to be mine after the past two weeks I have been following him to school and back to his apartment everyday. I could not stand seeing this cute boy with no one to protect him. So if i take him no one will notice he is gone. He is a weird freak whose alone, we can be freaks together. When i was in school i never fit in, i was just the gay man color guard athlete wannabe. However that was seven years ago. I am twenty-five now living in a small cabin in the woods by myself. I tried going to harvard now where my boy that i have been following goes.

But i dropped out.

As i headed out the door i tied my black hoodie strings and cuffed my red flannel sleeves that went over my hoodie, i slicked my hair back with some gel, and put my glasses on my face. I walked out to my car approaching the black vehicle with my tinted windows.

I knew he would get out of class early today, typical Wednesday. I had to get to the school before one.

I looked at my dash and read the time of 11:15

"perfect timing"

I got to the harvard art wing around 11:25.

I got my bookbag and wrote the date into my notebook, February 6, 2019.

As i journaled i also ate the lunch i packed for myself.

I looked down now at my phone 11:43.

Anytime now.

Before i knew i students with earbuds and bookbags and food came roaming out of the wing.

I saw the 5'2 boy he was easy to spot in a crowd with his cute straight blonde hair.

Today he was wearing burgundy pants, with white shoes and a white shirt covered by a black jacket. The way his pants cupped his ass was perfect.

Now stop daydreaming and drive. I pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose, and followed the boy on his short walk to his apartment.

We soon got to the stone building and i watched him walk up the stairs his hips swaying back and forth very widely. God he was so beautiful.

Now time to come up with that formula.

Ollie

I needed to get my binder off. It was killing my back.

I walked into my apartment. i had my own i didn't have a roommate or any of that bullshit.

I closed my blinds pulling my white curtains as i walked through my small apartment so no one could see in my room.

I took my white shirt then my binder off and quickly pulled over my blue harvard hoodie. It was my favorite and made me feel very cute.

I took my pants off. Because to be honest who needs those right?

I walked to the bathroom and brushed the hairspray out of my hair i likes when my hair was a little on the fluffier side and in my face.

God, but something was eating at me today, i had this weird sensation down there.

I really don't have enough energy to get off.

but,,,

i need it.

I walked back throwing myself down on my bed, and turning my stuffed dog popcorn around, he was just a basic comfort item i had since a kid, we've been through everything together.

However, i couldn't do anything knowing he was facing me.

I grabbed my favorite blankie and put it between my legs, wrapping and squeezing my thighs around it as if it was a mans thigh, and i bit onto the other end. I wasn't really a moaner, but something was different i let out noises just a little.

"hnggggs"

and the end of my blankie i was chewing on was soaked in drool and my soft fabricated blanket was even more soaked between my legs, but i just did not have the energy, oh well better off next time. i brushed my blonde hair back and got under my grey cold weighted blanket to calm my anxiety as i sleep. I closed my eyes trying to sleep.

But then i opened them wide "p-poppy?" i said looking around for the small stuffed dog until i looked under the bed and found him. I stuffed him in the crook of my arm and turned onto my belly to fall asleep.

I then nuzzled my face into my pillow which i liked to imagine as a mans chest and fell asleep.

Ace

I got my white laptop and headed down to the basement of my small cabin. It had a bed and multiple things for me to fulfill my dream BDSM sex fantasy.

I needed to find a way to knock the boy unconscious, if i ever wanted to steal him for myself.

"How to knock someone unconscious"

I looked up on google no one ever looked through my laptop, well there was no one to really look through it.

A chemical came up where you dump it on a rag and wrap it around someone's nose and mouth, to make them pass out, from all the high containment's in the chemical.

Chloroform

That's what the chemical was, but how do i make it?

I grabbed a large container from a cabinet i had in my basement, and i got an eye dropper, along with a mask to cover my face.

I grabbed things like bleach, acetone, and ice. As those were the basic things i needed so far.

I poured six ounces of bleach into the container and five ice cubes then added an ounce of acetone.

I now had to wait for an hour and a white substance formed on the bottom of the container.

An hour went by and i separated the watery residue from above the chloroform and threw it out.

I also grabbed an old white rag and poured the leftover thick substance that was the chloroform and locked it in a plastic bag.

I closed my laptop for the night and headed back upstairs and packed my bag, this time adding the plastic bag that included the chloroform rag. I set an alarm on my phone for 8:00 because he had a late class that started at 10:00.he would leave his sweet little apartment at 9:30.

But little did the boy know.

He wouldn't be going to class tomorrow or ever seeing that apartment ever again.