The Boy Next Door

Brian Kilhirst is a 18-year-old boy who has a secret lust that burns within him. He has kept this lust hidden his entire life, and has never acted on it, but his suppression proves to be challenging. He lies awake at night, impure thoughts of men flooding his young mind, and he tries his absolute best to fight them, to no avail. He and his family have just moved to a peaceful, gated community in Phoenix, Arizona. The news that they would be moving was met with frequent protests, but his parents refused to listen. They were dead set on moving to the neighborhood. 

Although he was initially cynical about the move, once they had settled in the new house, Brian went outside to take a stroll around the suburban neighborhood. Once he had passed his next door neighbors' home, whom he had not yet met, he saw a beautiful young male in the upstairs window of the modern, average home. He was shirtless, admiring himself in the reflection. "He's a bit full of himself, isn't he?" Brian thought. While he wasn't too keen on narcissists, he couldn't help but gaze at the teen's fit, lean body. While he was certainly lean, he had an apparent bronze tan covering his young body, and a 6-pack that begged to be touched. An erection started to form in the young boy's shorts, which caused him to flee back into his home. 

Brian hated himself for lusting after the young man's body, but he just couldn't help himself. He thought about him all night that night, which hindered his sleep. A quarter after midnight, he decided he needed to satisfy himself. He began to stroke his young cock. He thought of the teen's hot bod and imagined him plunging his cock into his tight hole. Brian was a virgin, but he had fingered himself plenty of times. He was hungry for some cock. While he fingered his pink hole, he jerked off simultaneously. "Oh, yeah. Fuck me with your huge cock." He muttered to himself. He was desperate to take the young man's dick, but he didn't even know his name yet. After ejaculation, he made it his mission to talk to the boy next door. 

The next morning, Brian chowed down on strips of crispy bacon and eggs. "How'd you sleep last night?" His mother asked innocently. "Good." He replied, purposely leaving out the bit where he fantasized about the boy next door. He hadn't lied though. He slept like a baby after the steamy jerk-off session. "Well, I'm glad. Your brother kept us up all night with worry," the mother stated. Brian's older brother had just been deployed to Iraq, which understandably caused anxiety in the household. "I'm sure he'll be fine, Mom. After all, Sam is a tough guy." He replied reassuringly. 

Around noon, Brian decided to head outside and introduce himself to his hot new neighbor. His neighbor was working on an automobile in the driveway when he approached him. Brian patiently waited for him to finish up, when he revealed himself from under the car. He was shirtless and sweaty. His tan skin glistened with sweat in the sunlight. His blonde hair also glistened. He was something akin to a Greek god. "Hey man, what's up? Do I know you?" The neighbor asked. Brian gulped nervously. "Um, no. My family and I just moved in next door." "Well, it's nice to meet you." He extended a closed fist for a fist bump. Brian bumped it. "The name's Harry. Don't wear it out." "Hairy like your chest?" Brian replied quick-wittedly. "Ha, good one. Not spelled the same way though." "Ah, right. My name's Brian. So, you have a way with cars?" Brian was desperate to strike up a conversation with the handsome Harry. "Yeah, man. You like cars?" "Yeah. I just got my license." Brian lied. He hadn't even received his permit yet. "That's sick. You recognize this car?" He pointed at the vehicle. "Yeah. It's a 2003 Honda Accord." "Bingo. It's a rusty old shitbox, if you couldn't tell. Just fixing it up for Mom." Brian couldn't stop looking down at his bronze abs. He was salivating at the thought of licking and running his fingers down his body. "Hello?" Harry snapped his fingers in his face. "Uh, sorry. I'm not too picky with cars." "I want a BMW." Harry replied. "Anyway, I gotta get going. Soccer practice is in an hour." "Alright. Maybe I could watch one of your games?" "Yeah sure. Next match is at Dart Field on Tuesday, 4 o' clock. Don't be late." Harry winked and disappeared into his house. Brian's dick was fully erect.

The week came and went, with Harry and Brian sharing hellos occasionally. Brian couldn't stop thinking about the young man. He imagined sucking on his dick, fantasizing about it squirming in his mouth. He jerked off many times thinking about it. Each time, his load was plentiful. He even shot cum onto his chin at one point. Although he enjoyed the fantasy, he longed for Harry's cock in person. He imagined him thrusting it in and out of his tight hole. He craved it. Eventually, Harry's soccer match arrived. He showed up like he said he would. He intently watched Harry kick around a soccer ball and score many points for his team. His legs were muscular, and his biceps were gorgeous. It was exactly like he imagined it. He had to fight boners constantly, afraid someone in the bleachers would see it. Harry's team ultimately ending up winning. His team hoisted him up in the air, victoriously cheering. After the match, he was eager to talk to him. He approached Harry on the sidelines. "Hey Harry. Good game." Brian congratulated. "Thanks man. I'm honestly surprised you showed up." "Of course I did. I wouldn't miss it for the world." "Well, thanks. The team and I are gonna head to a restaurant for a celebratory dinner. Wanna tag along?" Brian tried his best to hide his excitement. "Sure." 

Brian headed to the restaurant with Harry and the team, exchanging friendly conversation with the team members. Brian kept looking over at Harry during the dinner, which he didn't notice. His cock was heavy on his mind. After the dinner, he got back in the van with Harry and the team. The driver dropped off each of them one by one, leaving Harry and Brian. "Hey, did you enjoy the dinner?" Brian asked. "Yeah, it was great." Harry replied. "You did great out there." "Thanks man. You did great in the bleachers." Brian laughed. "I play sports too. I even tried out for the basketball team at school." "Cool, did you get in?" "They haven't announced it yet." Brian replied. "Well, I hope you get in." Harry placed his hand on Brian's shoulder. Brian shivered. "You alright?" "Yeah, just a little cold." "I can keep you warm." Harry leaned in closer and put his arm around his shoulder. The driver was too distracted by the road to notice them. Brian stared at his lips, and Harry stared back. Brian leaned in for a kiss, and Harry reciprocated. They made out a little bit in the darkness of the van. Brian groped Harry's throbbing cock. "Hey, careful. Don't want him seeing us." Harry pointed his eyes at the driver. "Right." Brian replied, disappointed. "You wanna stay the night?" Harry asked. "Sure."

The driver dropped them off on their street. Brian texted his dad asking if he could stay the night. He said yes. He walked into Harry's house and noticed his parents weren't there. "Damn, your parents aren't home?" "That's right. We can do whatever we want."

To be continued...