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Wait for subsequent Chapters as Ashley's Hot Adventures begins evolving into a very hot story. As has been usual for some time now I have used the editing services of G.Venereal. George has applied some 'gentle editing' to this story.

Ashley's Hot Adventures Prelude (without sex) but there will be plenty in future chapters. By barry97_97@yahoo.com Barry

Ashley's Hot Adventures: Prelude My life all changed back in 1968 and at age 44 I still keep in shape. I was and still am an only child. I was named after my Uncle Ashley. I was still a virgin with girls at the age of fourteen. One reason was because my parents didn't let me mix with the other kids at school. Another reason was the other kids didn't want to bother with me. The boys teased me because I was skinnier than they were with more of a swimmer's body than a football or other sports body. That's why I was surprised when Tom invited me to his birthday party. It was his eighteenth birthday. I had turned eighteen the week before. I was also surprised when some of the girls actually danced with me after I asked them. I had a great time. It was the first time I was out so late and it was dark when the party ended. The other boys and girls got rides home all except me. Dad worked early in the morning so he would already be in bed asleep and mom didn't drive. I got outside and crossed the road standing under a big tree before heading home. I was surprised when this black man in his late teens came up to me. “Hello you look lost.” The black teenager boy that towered over me at my five-six. He had to be at least six-three or six-four. “My name is Jeff. What's your name?” Jeff asked.

“My name is Ashley and I'm not lost I am just on the way home from a party.” I answered pointing to the direction of my house in the poor white side of the city.

“I'm going in that direction.” The muscular black teenager said wearing a pair of cut off jeans and tight sleeveless T-shirt pointed in the same direction I pointed.

“Thank you Jeff, it would be nice to have company on the way home.” I answered beginning to walk down the street beside Jeff. I had to look up to talk to him. I did notice the huge bulge in his jeans. I had never seen such a huge bulge in my life. Not even my dad had such a huge bulge and he was a full grown man in his late thirties. Actually this was the first time I had been around a black teenager since I didn't attend football, basketball or other team sports. I only worked out in the gym, doing gymnastics or swimming in the city pool on the weekends with dad.

“I never see you at any of the football, baseball or basketball games when your school plays ours?” Jeff suddenly said.

“I don't go to the games. I am usually working out at the gym doing gymnastics when the games are being played or heading home.” I answered. “You go to Mary Buck High, don't you?”

“Yes and you must go to Homedale High?” Jeff asked.

“Yes I do. I just live down the end of the next street. I'll be fine walking the rest of the way on my own.” I said. “Thanks for walking me this far.”

“That's okay I've gone this far I might as well walk the rest of the way with you and make sure you get home okay.” Jeff answered.

“If you say so.” I said turning down the next block and heading down the street with Jeff beside me. I walked to my house and said. “Thanks for walking me home Jeff. Take care and maybe see you around.”

“I'll walk you to your door.” Jeff said following me up the walk heading to the side of the house to go to the back yard.

“Okay but really I'm fine now Jeff.” Jeff walked beside me to the back yard up to the back door. “I'm home now.” I said taking out the house key intending to unlock the back door.

I unlocked the door and was about to walk in. “Do you mind if I come in and have a glass of water, Ashley, I'm thirsty.” Jeff said.

I wasn't prepared for the question and without thinking I answered. “Sure thing Jeff, come on in.”

Jeff walked in behind me and I walked to the fridge. “We have some lemon juice. Would you like that instead of water?” I asked.

“That would be great.” Jeff answered.

I took a couple of glasses off the shelf, pored two glasses of lemonade and handed Jeff a glass and picked up a glass for myself. “Cheers.” I said clinking my glass against Jeff's glass. “Bottom's up.”

“Can't we sit down in your living room and relax to drink our lemonade.” Jeff asked.

“I guess so, but what's wrong with the kitchen chairs?” I asked.

“Nothing but it would be more comfortable in the living room and I did walk you home.” Jeff answered.

“Okay then follow me.” I said leading the way to the living room ready to turn on the light.

“Leave the lights off it is more comfortable that way.” Jeff said walking behind me.

“If you say so.” I answered have a seat in the most comfy seat in the living room.” I said pointing to the chair beside the lamp and sitting on the couch.

Jeff surprised me by sitting beside me on the couch. “I should sit here and we can talk without raising our voices and waking anyone up. You said your dad gets up early in the morning.”

“I guess it's okay.” I answered after Jeff sat beside me on the couch and before I could move Jeff picked up my hand and put it on his crotch. “I've seen you looking at this since you first saw me. You might as well have a good feel.”

“I was not.” I answered raising my voice. “What made you say that?”

Suddenly I heard footsteps on the stairs coming down and the light going on. I was so startled I hadn't moved my hand from Jeff's crotch.

“What's going on down here with the lights off?” Dad asked walking into the living room. “Who is this black kid, Ashley? Why do you have your hand on his crotch? Are you some kind of fag?”

I moved my hand away form Jeff's crotch and looked up at dad. “It's not like that dad. Jeff walked me home because it's on his way and I offered him a drink of lemonade for walking me home from the party.” I answered with my voice shaking.

“I'll not have any fags under my roof so get the hell out of here Ashley.” Dad yelled.

“What's going on?” I heard mom asking as she entered the living room.

“Your son is nothing but a fag and he's with this nigger to top things off. I'm kicking him out.” Dad answered.

“You can't kick out our son Mark. He isn't a fag I'm sure there's got to be a good reason he has invited this black teenager in our house.” Mom said raising her shaking voice.

“There is mom, Jeff saw me leaving the party and offered to walk me home and I offered him a glass of lemonade for walking me home.” I answered my voice still shaky. “That's the whole truth mom.”

“That's why your hand was on his crotch was it Ashley. I know your a fag but a fag for a nigger makes it all that much the worse.” Dad yelled. “I want you out and I do mean right now.”

“But I have no where to go dad.” I answered staring up at dad.

“Too bad you should have thought of that before joining up with this nigger and putting your hands on his crotch.” Dad said lowering his voice.

“Don't worry you can stay at my house on the couch Ashley.” Jeff said in a calm voice. “You don't have any objections to that do you?”

“No just get the hell out of my house. Both of you.” Dad answered in an angry tone.

“You can't kick our son out.” Mom began to cry. “He's our only child Mark.”

“I don't give a shit, he's OUT.” Dad said emphasizing Out.

“You better leave until your dad cools down Jeff. I'll talk to you soon Ashley.” Mom said still crying with her head bent looking at the floor.

“Thank you for offering me a place to stay the night Jeff.” I said standing up ready to walk upstairs to pack a suit case to take with me.

“Where do you think you're going the door is the other way and use the back door. I don't want the neighbors to see you with this nigger.” Dad shouted.

“I was going to pack a suitcase dad.” I answered looking at dad.

“No your not, your just leaving the way you are. Now get out.” Dad yelled.

“Okay dad.” I answered walking toward the kitchen door and outside with Jeff following behind me.

End of the prelude and sorry about no sex. There will be lots in future chapters.