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Straight and smooth high school muscle stud Roy is about to find out how hot things can get on summer vacation when a hunky and hairy new neighbor in his 30's moves in across the street. Which will get "manhandled" more, the moving boxes or Roy?
Genre: FICTION / Erotica / GeneralWhen I was a senior in high school, this really great guy moved into my neighborhood. He was married, in his late 30's, about 190 pounds, a hunky 6'1" with light brown hair and a well sculpted body. I couldn't believe I even thought all those things that first day I met him. It was summer vacation, and I watched as he and his wife moved their stuff into their new home. As I was watching from across the street, he glanced over and gave a half-wave which I returned. Then he took of his sweaty tee-shirt and revealed this hairy chest glistening with the sweat from all his work. Just then, his wife came out of the house, touched his chest lightly and handed him what I assumed was a glass of lemonade, I was too far away to see exactly what it was. Then she kissed him on the lips, real hard, like she was marking her territory or something.
Seeing that jolted me back to reality. What the hell was I thinking? For a moment, I imagined myself as her, feeling that sweaty, wet chest, and having him put his hand around the back of my head as our lips locked in a passionate kiss. I told myself to get a reality check. I wasn't gay or anything. I had never looked at another guy and gotten all bothered like that. Hell, I even had a girlfriend, even if she was awful stingy about sucking me off when I needed it - which at my age was all the time.
There was this one time after gym class though, when I got this incredible boner...
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