Ben My New Neighbor

Part 1: The set up, and introduction of Characters.

Me I’m a 18 year old guy, a kid at heart, living at home with my parents. That summer between high school and college, I have a part time job at the hardware store up the road, not much, but pays for gas and insurance for my 10 year old Ford Mustang. I love that car, I cruise around all the time in it, the remaining money I stash away for future spending money for college. In my free time I wash and wax it, fiddle with the engine in the driveway and dote on it.

The old widower next door got carted away last month in an ambulance and his kids put him in a home, the kids packed up the house and put it on the market. The house sold fast, it wasn’t long till someone was moving in. I watched several good looking guys helping with furniture. I made excuses to spy on them, I always kind of knew I was into guys but never had the balls to try anything. I had a girlfriend once but she wasn’t like a girl friend, she was a girl, and she was a friend, we hung out together quite a bit, but that’s it, nothing else, everyone assumed more. Maybe she was my crutch, my excuse, I still liked getting off on porn, gay porn. I couldn’t ever tell anyone, they just wouldn’t understand or accept me, so I quietly lusted, to myself, and thanked the world for internet porn, always conscious and looking over my shoulder to protect my closet, my safe surroundings, always sure to leave no trace.

One day I was mowing our lawn, part of my household chores, a couple of guys were approaching the next door front porch. One dangled some keys in front of the other, they embraced in a kiss and proceeded to unlock the door and go in. Shit I thought how horny it made me, damn I realize the new neighbors may very well possibly be gay, how hot that would be? Just then I realized I almost drove the mower into the road, as I quick turned and maneuvered to get another look, trying to straighten my crooked mow job. Too late they were inside, there I was, shirtless sweating on a riding mower, finishing up my mowing, blatantly staring at the house next door, hoping for another look, a raging hard on in my shorts as I imagine all the probably untrue, unforeseen scenarios, as I dream about them. Shit they looked to be about 25 or so, one well built, on the athletic side, sandy blonde hair, was in blue jean cut off shorts, and a logo sleeveless T shirt, with well tanned gorgeous well developed arms and legs, he was sockless with some logo sneakers. The other guy was a well dressed professional type, in a casual button down shirt and pressed Khaki slacks, no socks and brown shoes and his belt matched, he had brown hair and was on the thin lanky side, possibly bordering on a bit nerdy his exposed skin was also well tanned, and from what I can see they were a cute couple, at least I’d hoped that was the case.

As I was packing the mower back in our overstuffed shed, moving stuff around, all sweaty, I heard a voice from outside. “Hey buddy…… my name is Jack I just moved in next door”. Startled I fell over something and fell out the doors into his arms as he caught me from hitting the ground head first. He grabbed my sweaty peck with one hand as the other reached around my back and under my arm pit as he stood me back up. Embarrassed I apologized as I turned red and got his neatly pressed designer clothes a bit damp with sweat. He asked if he could possibly borrow our mower as they didn’t have one yet. I said of course not a problem, in fact I’d be willing to come over and do it if you’d like. He gladly accepted with a smile, but insisted on paying me if I did. I responded that it wasn’t necessary, but he insisted. I told him I’d be over in a few minutes after I got myself a cold drink, he said “no need to”, he insisted that when I got there to come inside, he would gladly introduce me to his husband and provide me a drink. Even though I had already assumed as much, but I quickly put a surprised look on my face, as he explained he and his husband was a recently married gay couple and asked if I had any issues with that, of course I said no, with a smile. I wasn’t quite to sure what the neighbors or my parents for that matter would think.

I threw on a t shirt drove the mower over, knocked on the back door, Jack opened the door, invited me in, introduced me to Ben, I was reaching to shake his hand, as he gave me a devilish smile, and Jack opened the refrigerator door asking if I saw anything I liked, I was thinking to myself yes Ben or Jack, either would be fine. But instead said a coke was fine. I thanked them popped it open took a few sips and out I went and began my trek making sure to do a great job on that lawn. As I was finishing up Jack and Ben were having a cocktail on the back deck, as I waved as if to say goodbye as I drove away. They both waived franticly at me to come up on the deck, so I shut it down and headed up to the deck, sweat soaked t-shirt and all. They got me another coke and had me sit at the picnic table with them, Ben kind of toyed with me by giving me a flirting complement about my athletic build, as Jack gave him a look, and I felt Bens naked ankle brush my slightly sweaty leg hair under the table, a slight look of panic must have overcome me as Jack asked if everything was ok. I stumbled over my words, as I quick took a sip of coke quenching my thirst, and my right hand needed to adjust my ever growing hard on in my shorts, to Bens giggle, that he quickly covered up by bringing his hand to his mouth as he turned his head away. Jack pulled $40 out of his wallet and tried to give it to me, and although I could use it, and I was tempted to take it, I refused it instantly, as I stood, momentarily forgetting about my dick situation and then quickly turning away awkwardly, as I walked back toward the mower. As I walked away, Jack then asked if I would mind cutting their lawn another time or two until they could get a mower and then begged me to take the money again, before giving up and thanking me.

I went home, stowed the mower quickly, and bolted to my shower, where I jerked off my soapy dick with my right hand while massaging my soapy left hand over my chest thinking about those guys, until I had the orgasmic pleasure of my life, as I watched my creamy translucent cum splash on the tile wall across from me and watched it’s slow gravity decent to the pooling water as it mixed into the soapy water and slowly cascaded into the drain holes. Meanwhile I realized I was still hard, my right hand was still stroking away and I was pinching my right nipple with my left hand till it hurt and left it red with a bruise. Before I knew it my second load was cascading across the shower, as I then had to double over bending at my waist. I looked at my bulbous round bun mounds pointed toward the ceiling as I glanced into the mirror through the clear glass shower door, and admired their muscled sexy shapeliness, even through there was a slight steam build up. I rinsed myself and the walls making sure all traces have escaped. I stood and dried myself as I thought I read way too much into my first encounter with Ben and Jack.

The days progressed, I found myself thinking about our new neighbors more and more. I looked for excuses to glance over at or near their house and property, oh hell no, I was spying on them. I weeded our garden twice, near them, I watered that garden, I fixed a small fence, I worked on my car in our driveway, and I may have washed my car twice in as many days. Only passing glances of mostly Jack as he seemed to leave for work every morning by 7am and got home about 6 or 7pm. Ben on the other hand seemed to be home but hidden away, at that point I wasn’t sure what the muscular man was doing hiding out in their house.

Finally the grass grew enough to make it look worthwhile to cut once again, sure it could have gone another few days. It was a hot summer evening, I began our lawn, as I had timed it just right, I finished just as Jack pulled into their driveway. Dressed in a casual outfit topped with a sport jacket, he got out of the car, bent over back inside retrieving a brown leather briefcase that ironically matched his shoes. The image of his slacks sliding over his smooth butt cheeks as his jacket rode up on his back, had me wishing I could cup those buns as I bent over inside alongside him asking if I could help. What seemed to amaze me more is I couldn’t detect any underwear lines as the material slid flat, smooth and tight to what I assumed was his naked skin. He rose up took off his jacket, flung it over his arm as he picked the briefcase back up with his right hand. Raised his left hand to wave to me, as my eyes glanced down to his tan pants covered crotch, where a clearly distinctive round bump protruded outward from his loins.

I began my accent on their front lawn, crisscrossing back and forth as Jack disappeared into the front door of the house. By the time I got to their back yard there was Ben sucking down a beer up on the deck as he was tending to a smoking grill. He was in some ultra tight short shorts, his thighs filled those leg holes tightly, as the blonde fuzzy leg hair seemed to stand up off that very over tanned skin. His lower body disappeared behind the railing from my perspective as I drove myself into the next turn in the mowing process. My eyes moved to his upper torso clothed in a 3/4 cropped cut ultra tight t-shirt, leaving his very tight, bumpy but yet smooth abs in what can only be a visible 2 of a possible 8 pack topped by a perfectly centered little navel hole. His nearly worn thin material with a barely visible Nike symbol between 2 outstretched pecks boasting ever evident round pointed circle nipples. His massive arms had to almost have their circulation cut off in their tightness. Then I move up further to his face, shit he’s staring at me, how long has he been watching my visual strip tease of him? He’s smiling at me, just then Jack comes through the patio doors he’s unbuttoned his shirt a bit, carrying a drink for himself in one hand and a beer in his other, as he hands the beer off to Ben and leans in planting the hottest man on man kiss I’ve ever witnessed live. Ben draws his attention from me back to his lover as he returns the passionate kiss. Just then I ran over a rock border and into a garden, as I quickly maneuvered to regain control and concentrated on hiding my mistake for lack of paying attention.

Once again I attempted to drive away when finished, but was waved to come up while Ben was dishing the hamburgers onto some rolls, offering me to stick around to join them, as the boys sat at the table ready to eat. I refused the invitation as Jack jumped up and dashed into the house saying well at least have a coke with us. He came out with a coke and a beer offering me either, I being hot and sweaty took a seat next to Jack, then debated in my head which I should take as I reached for the beer, he stopped my hand, and jokingly asked if I was old enough as he poured it into a glass handing it to me.

Are you interested yet?

To be Continued