Trespassing and what suffering it gave 1

Author: leerbart
Title: Trespassing .... and what "suffering" it gave (1)
Date: 23 August 2015

I never thought telling it ... but maybe a warning to guys who think they can get away with everything.

It is a bit longer ago but I had a small dwelling. A house with a barn and a bit of land around. And just that created a tiny problem.
Between my garden and the barn was a small path. It was a private path but as one can imagine there are always persons that think
they can use it to be quicker at the place they want to be.
It was something really annoying but what can one do ... throwing a bombe ? I guess even that wouldn't be much of a solution.

Anyway ... one day I saw this guy on his racing bicycle. I already noticed he took the opportunity to pass my house more than I
could have wished for. Let's say .... I could have called the authorities to end a practice like that. But I had something else in mind.
This guy - monstreously handsome - passed and as always threw his bike in the hedge and set himself on the bench I put there to
enjoy the sun myself.

I saw him from my window. But instead of attacking him with a hammer I held myself back and decided to take my chances with the guy.
As I said I already noticed him to be very handsome and also a bit of my kind of guy for the plays I like to play.

So I saw him sitting and I opened my kitchenwindow.
"Hey mate", I said. "Fancy a drink ? Seems you had quite a ride". At the same time a had a sincere look into his lycracovered bulge.
Not only a handsome guy ... God gave him something guys like me could drool over. A good package between his legs. And .. I was quite
sure he knew it and was rather willing to show it of.
He looked up and saw me. "Well, why not ? But not something strong".
"Of course not. You are a sportsman. No alcohol. But maybe a fresh orangejuice ?"
"O yes, man, that would be great. I'm thursty", he yelled back. "Fine with me", I said, "just wait and I will bring it".

Gosh, this guy was an easy target. I pressed some oranges and didn't forget to put some drug into his glass. You know, I'm quite into
things like that. And he was such an easy target. I can't stop to repeat that.
Since it was a bit warm I just wore one of my tightest leather pants. And a tank top. Ah, I didn't tell you that I like to wear leather pants ?
Sorry, but I do and not only when it is autumn or winter.

I took both glasses out and went into the garden to the bench where mister handsome was sitting. I caught a glance of him lookin' at my
leathers. O yes ... he just didn't look. He tried to eat me when he saw my tight pants. For sure. And I'm sure he forgot all about his girlfriend.
So I set myself down on the bench next to him and offered him the juice. God, he really was thirsty. He took the juice like a camel in the dessert.
We chatted a few minutes. Amybe 5, maybe 10. But then he started to rub his eyes. And once again.

"Hey mate", I said, "you look a bit overcome. Maybe you should lay down a bit."
He looked at me again and he tried to stand up. He helped himself on his feet but he was rather shaky now so I helped him up and with his arm
around my neck I managed to get him to my barn.