Light eyes looked up and down the street then back at the low fence, if he was quick the guard would miss him and he could scurry across the dark field to hop the hopefully low fence on the other side. It was warm tonight, his uniform tucked into his backpack, some lose shorts and tank top only things he deemed necessary. Grumbling he did another double take before he hurried up the wire fence and over the top bar. Landing with a huff he froze looking around the construction site, nothing moved so Ashton deemed it safe and stood back up straightening his lose back pack as he moved away from the fence, glancing around as he went.
The last thing he wanted was to run into the sleazy security guard again. The portly man caught him last time and wasn't to kind about grabbing and dragging him to the front office. Really Ashton was almost twenty-four but no the man had to go on and on about how dangerous this place was a night. Nothing was moving and his apartment was on the other side it was either hop the fence or a twenty minute detour he wasn't prepared to take in the middle of the night.
Ashton had always been on the small side, not enough muscle, two soft and full in the places in counted. The security guard had taken notice. letting him pass through only after he got his fill of groping his plump little cock and slim chest. "Ugh." He groaned shaking his head at the thought. He had half a mind to raise some hell and report the grease ball but the commotion wasn't worth a twenty minute detour, if he was quick enough not to get caught a second time.
Rounding a pit of uncovered rebar he was nearly home free, a happy sigh parting his lips. His pace slowed, brisk walk suddenly heavy, weighted with a feeling of being watched ... followed even. Ashton glanced over his shoulder, squinting. It was just a trick of the night, the guard was to big to be sneaking around he told himself pulling his backpack a little closer. But the feeling remained, something was here in the dark with him. Something, formless and moving, shimmering in the dark, brighter than it had any right being.
He took a step back as it came closer, the urge to run there in his mind but the command never shifted from thought to action. "I--" Pink eyes wide, like his instinct to run the fear was there ... but again his body refused to move. Heart jumped into his throat, the pounding made his ears feel tight.
The last thing he wanted was to run into the sleazy security guard again. The portly man caught him last time and wasn't to kind about grabbing and dragging him to the front office. Really Ashton was almost twenty-four but no the man had to go on and on about how dangerous this place was a night. Nothing was moving and his apartment was on the other side it was either hop the fence or a twenty minute detour he wasn't prepared to take in the middle of the night.
Ashton had always been on the small side, not enough muscle, two soft and full in the places in counted. The security guard had taken notice. letting him pass through only after he got his fill of groping his plump little cock and slim chest. "Ugh." He groaned shaking his head at the thought. He had half a mind to raise some hell and report the grease ball but the commotion wasn't worth a twenty minute detour, if he was quick enough not to get caught a second time.
Rounding a pit of uncovered rebar he was nearly home free, a happy sigh parting his lips. His pace slowed, brisk walk suddenly heavy, weighted with a feeling of being watched ... followed even. Ashton glanced over his shoulder, squinting. It was just a trick of the night, the guard was to big to be sneaking around he told himself pulling his backpack a little closer. But the feeling remained, something was here in the dark with him. Something, formless and moving, shimmering in the dark, brighter than it had any right being.
He took a step back as it came closer, the urge to run there in his mind but the command never shifted from thought to action. "I--" Pink eyes wide, like his instinct to run the fear was there ... but again his body refused to move. Heart jumped into his throat, the pounding made his ears feel tight.