Date: Fri, 16 Oct 2009 21:23:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: Sean Hardy <hardy.sean@rocketmail.com>
Subject: Playing Dirty
Chapter One -- The Game Begins
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There were times when Aaron Newberry couldn't stand his
father. He was loud and pushy, and although great at his job as a realtor,
could forget to leave his work at the office. Mitch Newberry was always
trying to make a sale. Aaron lived in fear of going out in public with his
family, due to the chance that his father would strike up a conversation
with anyone and try to sell them a house.
There were also times when Aaron adored his father.. He was
good at his job, and, in doing so, had kept the family in a nice home, with
everything they wanted, for the past seventeen years. Not every sixteen
year old wakes up on his birthday to a new car parked in the driveway, but
Mitch had made sure to buy the top of the line vehicle for his boy.
On a particularly balmy day in late June, Aaron found himself
totally in love with his father for selling the home next door to a very
attractive man. Mitch had sold the house that previously belonged to an
eighty six year old woman, who had lived next door to them for as long as
Aaron could remember. The new owner was a man named Matthew
Parker. Matthew, or "Matt" as he was asked to call him, was a strikingly
handsome single man in his late thirties. He was tall, with short brown
hair, and luminous green eyes that gave Aaron a warm fuzzy feeling whenever
he looked into them.
Yes, it was no secret to Aaron that he was very possibly
gay. He had been aware of his attraction to other guys, since puberty set
in at the age of twelve and a half. It had not been the big breasted porn
stars in the video that Aaron had found in Mitch's closet that turned him
on, but more so their very well-endowed male partners.
Aaron had no desire to come out to his father and
step-mother. It just wasn't the sort of thing that Mitch Newberry would
approve of. He was grooming Aaron to be the next big real estate broker
intown, just as soon as he could become one. He'd always told Aaron of his
dream of starting a father/son business, since a very early age. Aaron, on
the other hand, hadn't shared this vision of the future.
Mitch had very often told Aaron that the realtor had to be just
as impressive as the property he was selling, and that you had to work hard
to keep up a good appearance to play the game. Aaron wondered if this had
been the reason why his father was so quick to marry a woman over fifteen
years his junior, after his own mother had left them. The ink on the
divorce papers were still drying when Mitch had begun to see Sharon.
After a very short courtship and engagement, Mitch and Sharon
married in a lavish ceremony, attended by every social big shot in
town. She was nice enough; very attractive, and the perfect "trophy wife"
for any man. The newest Mrs. Newberry quickly moved her things into the
house, and went about trying to be the ideal wife and step mother, and it
wasn't very long after that, that she became pregnant with Aaron's half
brother, Jeff.
In an effort to make his father proud, Aaron had gone out for
several sports at school, and tried to excel at them. He did well in his
classes, and went to every school dance or pep rally; he even dated a girl
in his grade who was not the brightest bulb, and didn't seem to mind that
Aaron paid her little attention.
Everything seemed to be working out for Aaron, until the day he
met Matt Parker, and all the drama that came next. That day would be one
that, looking back, Aaron both loved and hated his father for.
Aaron was instantly attracted to Matt, when his father had
invited him over for dinner to celebrate the deal going through. Sharon had
spent most of the afternoon ordering food from various restaurants, and
trying to pass them off as her own cooking. Aaron had kept Jeff occupied
with several games of baseball on the Wii, and did his best to stay out of
everyone's way.
When he first saw Matt, he couldn't believe that such a hunk
was going to be moving in next door. Matt wasn't exactly a model, but there
was something about the man that gave Aaron a thrill. He was good looking,
in that rugged way, and had a natural charisma that charmed you.
Aaron eyed Matt over the dinner table, as they spoke about the
neighborhood and events in the town. He was barely able to concentrate on
eating, due to the thoughts that were going through his mind.
After dinner, Matt walked across the front lawn to his new home
next door, and Aaron went upstairs to his bedroom. He was suddenly very
grateful to have a window that faced Matt's house. He gazed out of it, and
watched Matt picking up boxes that the movers had left.
Aaron turned from his window and crossed the room to his
desk. He typed in his password, and pulled up his favorite porn site,
taking a look at what was new or updated. He browsed through pictures of
beautiful naked men in various degrees of undress. Some were naked, and
some were engaged in acts of sex. He rubbed the crotch of his shorts, his
cock stirring to life.
As was his nightly ritual, Aaron ended up masturbating to his
wild fantasies of what he wanted to do so badly with another man. He
thought about his new neighbor, and what he might look like beneath those
clothes. Before he knew it, Aaron was cumming all over himself. He leaned
back in his chair with a satisfied grin, and then cleaned up before going
to bed.
The next morning, Aaron awoke to the sound of his younger
brother knocking on the bedroom door. Aaron got up and opened his door. It
was after nine in the morning, but, as always, Jeff wanted to play video
games, and lacked a partner.
After a few hours of kicking Jeff's butt at a fighting game,
Aaron went downstairs and grabbed a sandwich. Sharon was looking out the
window into the yard. She looked lost in thoughts of whatever she was
viewing, so Aaron moved up behind her, and saw their new neighbor out in
his front yard, bringing in boxes from a U-Haul truck parked in the drive.
"Whatcha watching?" Aaron asked. Sharon jumped, and whirled
around, her face flustered.
"Aaron!" she said.
"Do you think Mr. Parker needs some help, or something?" Aaron
asked with sarcasm.
"I don't know what you're talking about. I was just looking for
your father," she lied.
"Oh, okay," Aaron said, with an amused smirk on his face.
Sharon was never going to be the next Oscar winner, and her
flimsy excuse made Aaron laugh to himself. He left her standing in the
living room, and went outside.
It was extremely hot outside, enough to where Aaron could see
the heat sizzle in front of him. He walked out to the street, and brought
the empty garbage can back up into the garage. As he was coming up the
driveway, Matt Parker was coming out of his house.
"Hi," Aaron said with a wave.
"Aaron...isn't it?" Matt asked, stopping to pick up another
box.
"Yeah," Aaron replied.
"Are you busy? I could use a hand unloading all of this. I
could pay you for the work," Matt said.
"Um sure, that would be cool," Aaron said happily, at the
thought of some extra cash.
"Great. How about you start out by helping me with these
boxes. I've got about ten left in the truck," Matt said. He took the box,
that he was holding, into the house and sat it down, and then reappeared in
the doorway.
Aaron left the garbage can in the driveway, and walked across
the yard to the U-Haul truck. Matt stepped up into the truck, and lifted a
box to hand to Aaron, who took it from him and walked up towards the
house. He looked around at the other boxes and stray furniture that Matt
had already moved.
"Your Dad got me a pretty good deal on this place; it's a lot
bigger than the place I had before," Matt said, as he entered the house
behind Aaron, with another box.
"It's nice; lots of room," Aaron commented, as he sat the box
down.
"Probably more room than I need, but I've been wanting to have
my own office, and maybe an exercise room," Matt said. Aaron remembered
that the house had four bedrooms, so there would be plenty of space for
what Matt wanted.
They spent the next few hours unloading the rest of the boxes,
and then some of the furniture left in the rental truck. Aaron was drenched
in sweat by the time they were finished. Matt brought the last coffee table
in from the truck, and sighed.
"Do you want something to drink, Aaron?" he asked.
"Yeah, sure," Aaron replied. He sat down on the wood floor,
exhausted, and looked out the window into his own yard.
Matt went off into the kitchen and returned shortly, with two
bottles of beer.
"Here ya go," he said, offering one to Aaron.
"Uh, I can't drink that," Aaron said.
"I won't tell if you don't," Matt said with a sly grin.
"Okay, cool," Aaron said, taking the beer from his neighbor. He
took a long drink from the bottle, as Matt took a seat on the floor beside
him.
"That's good," Aaron said, after taking another swig. Matt
laughed, and took a drink of his own.
"I usually keep some in the fridge if you ever want some; just
keep it quiet," he said.
"Awesome." Aaron said excitedly. He thought about how cool it
was that Matt didn't treat him like a kid.
"I really appreciate your help today, Aaron. I didn't plan on
it being so hot today, or else I would have just hired movers."
"No problem. I was bored anyway, and I can use the cash," Aaron
said.
"Oh, right," Matt said. He stood up and went into the kitchen,
and came back with his wallet. He pulled a fifty dollar bill out and handed
it to Aaron.
"Wow, thanks!" Aaron said. He wasn't expecting that much, but
would gladly take it.
"If you aren't busy, I could use some more help moving this
furniture into the rooms. I probably won't do it until tomorrow, but I can
pay you for that, too," Matt said, finishing off his beer.
"Well, I'm supposed to go to the movies with my girlfriend
tomorrow night, but I'm not doing anything in the morning," Aaron said. He
downed the last of his beer, and sat the bottle down on the floor.
"That's fine; say ten o'clock?" Matt suggested.
"Okay," Aaron replied.
Aaron couldn't help but notice the way the sweat had dampened
Matt's shirt, causing it to cling to his torso. He was decently muscular; a
lot more impressive than Aaron's own body.
"Aaron?" Matt asked. Aaron came back from his little voyeurific
journey, and shook his head.
"Sorry. I guess I'm just tired," he lied.
"We're done here; you can go home, if you want," Matt said with
a smile. He patted Aaron on the shoulder, and then stood up.
"Yeah, I should get back home; it's probably time for dinner,"
he said.
"Okay. Well, I'll see you tomorrow then, and thanks again for
the help," Matt said. He retrieved both empty bottles, and went off in the
kitchen to throw them away. Aaron gave his hunky new neighbor one last
look, and then left.
After cleaning up and eating dinner with his family, Aaron went
upstairs and checked his e-mail. There was nothing new, save for an e-mail
from a chat buddy that Aaron had. He replied back, and opened a file that
his friend had sent - some pictures of him that he wanted Aaron to see.
Aaron scanned through the pictures of his friend, a handsome
man in his forties, who enjoyed talking to younger guys. He was in good
shape, with a hairy body and a decent sized cock. Aaron reached down and
felt of himself; he was getting hard, thinking about his friend.
Hormones took over before much longer, and he was slowly
jerking his cock. He leaned back in his desk chair and thought about Matt,
and the way his muscles looked, as he was lifting those boxes; the way the
sweat fell from his forehead, and how he'd lifted the bottom of his shirt
to wipe it off. Aaron could see the defined stomach, covered in a light
coating of hair.
Aaron opened his eyes, and looked down at his hand working his
rod. He last measured in at about six inches, and he hoped he'd grow just a
little bigger, before it was all said and done. He had fairly smooth balls,
that he loved to play with while masturbating. He twisted in the chair so
he could spread his legs apart, and reached down under his sack to feel of
his ass. He loved playing with it, sometimes sinking two fingers in while
he jerked off.
The images of Matt and the guy in the pictures faded, as Aaron
shot his load, out, nearly hitting the desk. He relaxed after unloading his
balls, and then started to clean up with some tissues. He was just about to
zip up, when he turned to see that he'd left his curtains open.
Suddenly, he realized that someone had been watching
him. Through the window and across the small space between their houses,
Matt was watching. He gave Aaron a little wave as he saw him. Aaron froze,
panic gripping him. He stood there for a long time, before finally snapping
out of it and covering himself. He dashed to the window and pulled the long
curtains shut.
In his own home, Matt Parker smiled, and thought about the
interesting little show he'd just seen, and then began to brew a plan in
his head. He pictured all the little ways he could torture Aaron, and then
smiled.
This would be fun.
....
Hope everyone enjoyes this first installment. Comments or
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