Xavier Blatter shook his head despondently as he walked through the park, away from the carnival on his way back home. The path meandered through a small wooded area and he occasionally kicked an innocent tree in a combination of anger and self-pity.
Xavier knew he wasn’t a popular kid. His only friends were similarly nerdy young men with unhealthy obsessions with on-line gaming and a complete lack of experience with the opposite sex. Xavier himself was a hulking overweight teenager with swarthy skin and dark greasy hair, no girl’s idea of an attractive date.
But that was no reason for him to have just been humiliated in front of everyone. And especially by a bunch of mouth-breathing jock twats who could hardly tie their own shoelaces.
He’d been at the carnival with two of his friends, munching on a hot dog, enjoying the atmosphere and checking out all the girls in their sexy clothes when he’d run into Bobby Hunter and his football-playing buddies. Bobby and his mates had obviously started drinking early because they immediately picked on Xavier in a way that he’d thankfully not experienced for years.
“Oh look it’s Fatso Blattso!” Bobby had screamed in his face before knocking his hot dog and drink to the ground.
Whilst Bobby had continued to abuse him, Xavier had desperately pondered a clever witty response that would leave Bobby dumbfounded but of course there was no way he would be physically brave enough to resist. He looked around distraughtly for help but all he could see were the laughing faces of what appeared to be everyone at school. Even his friends had disappeared, keen not to become targets of any thuggish bullying.
So Xavier had run away; away from the carnival and away from Bobby and the crowds. Which is how he found himself in the park, upset and mortified at his own lack of backbone and the general unfairness of life.
Of course one of the other reasons, Xavier hated Bobby fucking Hunter was because Bobby’s girlfriend was the girl that Xavier had loved since he was just a kid.
Penny had been his next-door neighbour from an early age and Xavier still remembered fondly how they’d played together as children. She’d always been so kind to him, his only real friend as he grew up, that it was natural for him to feel a deep connection with her.
Which is why it was so hurtful when she’d started going out with that arsehole Bobby Hunter a few years ago. Admittedly, Bobby was as handsome as Penny was pretty so they made a great couple but Xavier still felt deeply hurt and jealous.
He’d tried to talk to Penny about it at the time but she’d got cross at him and things had never been the same between them since. She was always polite to him but they stopped spending any time together and moved in completely different social circles, if Xavier’s geek buddies could even be called a social circle.
But, despite the futility of it, he still loved her and often found himself watching her surreptitiously from his bedroom when she was in her garden or cleaning her Dad’s car.
Maybe that’s why Bobby had picked on him, because he suspected that Xavier still had a crush on Penny. “The stupid fucking bastard!” Xavier fumed as he approached the far side of the town park.
He was still coming through the trees, when he noticed a young woman with long dirty blonde hair looking around furtively before going into the male lavatories near the park exit.
It was Penny! He’d know that sexy slim figure and the pert arse anywhere. Or did he just imagine seeing her because he’d just been thinking about her?
But what the hell was she doing? He hadn’t noticed her at the carnival and it looked like she was in her work clothes so he guessed she was on her way to the festivities but had stopped to get changed. But why go into the gents?
Checking that wasn’t anyone nearby, he crept to the toilets and carefully slipped in. There was no sign of Penny, or indeed anyone else, but the middle cubicle was closed and he could hear the sound of clothes being changed.
Without thinking, Xavier tiptoed into the cubicle to the left, quietly bolting the door behind him. He closed his eyes and listened, imagining Penny just a few inches away from him taking off her clothes. His cock twitched at the thought.
But then he opened his eyes in sudden embarrassment. What the fuck was he doing here like a disgusting pervert? Obviously he’d often masturbated thinking of Penny’s big innocent wide blue eyes, elfin features and soft curved bosom but this was just being creepy. He resolved to slip out again without Penny ever knowing he’d been there. It was then that he noticed the hole in the cubicle wall.
Xavier, being an eighteen year-old boy with his own laptop, was aware of the concept of a glory hole but he didn’t expect to find one in his own small conservative town. In fact he suspected that it was probably just vandalising kids rather than evidence of illicit gay sex. Nevertheless all he had to do was look through that hole and he would see what he’d dreamt of for years.
He didn’t hesitate.
Penny was facing forward towards the door and she’d already taken off her blouse. In fact she was reaching behind herself to unclip her bra. Xavier stifled a moan in sudden and complete lust. He reached down to cautiously unzip himself and release his erection just as Penny pulled her white bra off, revealing her stunning breasts.
They were better than he’d ever dared fantasise, flawless pale globes, red-brown-tipped and an ideal handful, small but of such utter perfection that he couldn’t imagine seeing anything so beautiful for the first time ever again
Penny then bent down to take off her shoes and trousers, causing her boobs to jiggle slightly. Xavier bit his lip to keep himself quiet, lost in hopeless desire but conscious that he couldn’t give himself away. Her legs were lightly tanned and long, smooth and lithe despite her average height.
When Penny took off her tight white briefs, Xavier began to masturbate, astounded at the carefully tended wisp of dark blonde hair between her legs and the glowing faultlessness of her arse.
She was so beautiful, so perfect. And he’d actually got to see her naked!
And when she sat down to piss, even the tinkling sound of her urinating sounded attractive to him.
Xavier often looked back to what he did next with wonder. Why on earth did he do it? It was a crazy thing to do, risky and stupid. Nonetheless some mad impulse, some foolish whim made him reach under the cubicle and pull back her bag, bringing the clothes she was about to wear with it.
He expected her to shout out but she just keep weeing. It was only once she’d flushed that he heard her dismayed gasp.
He realised that he was pressed up against the opposite wall just as he noticed that all she needed to do was look through the hole to see him. He darted forward and put his hand over the hole to stop her. His breathing sounded like a roar in his ears as he waited, paralysed indecisively.
It seemed like an age before he heard her speak. “Hello?” she said tentatively. He didn’t reply.
“Please. Please can I have my clothes back?” Another pause punctuated by the sound of her sobbing. “You can keep the phone and my purse. Please I just want my clothes,” she begged, her voice a pitiable whisper.
Several emotions flitted through Xavier’s mind. There was sympathy for the girl he loved and horror that he was hurting her with this ordeal. But mostly there was a feeling of power, of satisfaction that his anger at her and her boyfriend was being sated through her misery.
Perhaps that was why rather than responding to her despair by helping her, instead he pushed his hard cock through the hole.
“Oh, Lord no,” he heard her squeal in distress.
Despite his excitement, Xavier had the presence of mind to disguise his voice. “Touch it if you want your clothes!” he growled.