Date: Thu, 11 Sep 2008 21:08:29 -0400
From: mike loggerman <chatterman36@gmail.com>
Subject: Chubby Guy's New Apartment

I had finished college, and got my first real apartment in a new city.  I
had taken a job where I had chance for advancement, and professional
experience.  I was feeling uneasy as I always do in new surroundings.  I
didn't know anyone in this town.  I was living in an older run down
apartment building and was afraid I wouldn't make any friends.  I always
felt this way, probably because of my insecurities as a chubby guy.  I felt
no one likes chubby people.  People who wouldn't dream of making fun of
people with disabilities, or differences, think nothing of making fun of
overweight guys, even to our faces.

No sooner had I sat down, when I heard a knock at the door.  I was surprised
since I didn't know anyone.  When I opened the door, a tall slender dark
skinned man was standing there with a big smile.  I said, yes?

He said "HI, I'm Raj.  I live across the hall.  I want to welcome you to the
building."

I invited him in. I was really happy to see him.  He sat down and I made him
some coffee.  He told me about the building and that no one is friendly.  He
had just moved in the week before and no one even said hello.   He was
hoping I would be a friendly neighbor.  I told him I was feeling the same
way, especially since I didn't know anyone in this city.   He said he would
invite me for dinner, but he was still unpacking his things, and unlike my
place, his air conditioner wasn't working, and the place was kinda warm.   I
told him I didn't mind that, and would be happy to help him unpack boxes.

We went over to his place, and he wasn't kidding about it being warm.   I
felt myself starting to sweat.  He had taken his shirt off, and was moving
boxes, I couldn't help looking at the thick black hair in his armpits and
the thick treasure trail disappearing into his shorts.  He looked at me and
said I should take my shirt off. It would be more comfortable.  I normally
wouldn't take off my shirt in front of someone I don't know, but I was so
uncomfortable, I took it off.   I noticed him staring at my chest, and I
started to put my shirt back on. I was embarrassed.

He saw my face, and said, "no, don't.  I was staring because I think your
chest is beautiful."

He told me how he had wanted to put on weight for years and could never do
it.  As he apologised, I noticed his growing bulge in his pants.  I told him
I wished I had a body like his.

He leaned over and gently kissed me.  As he did, I felt his hands feeling my
breasts and playing with my nipples.  I felt his treasure trail, and then
his hard cock in his pants.  As he kissed me deeply, I undid his pants and
pulled them down with his briefs.  I felt his thick hard cock and his low
hanging balls.  I swirled my tongue around the head as I ran my fingers
through his thick black bush.  He moaned as I took his long shaft into my
mouth.

He sucked my nipples and had me lie back on the sofa.  He unzipped my pants
and pulled them down.  He sucked my cock, taking my whole length into his
mouth.  He led me to his bed, and I lied down on my side.  He got behind me
and nibbled on my ear and kissed my neck. As he did, I felt his cock at my
hole, Pushing in and out gently.  He whispered, saying he was going in, and
I felt his cock slide into me, It felt warm and full.  As he moved in and
out, he kissed me saying how hot I was.  I started to stroke myself as he
fucked me harder, and then he held me tight and I felt his cum surging
inside me.  It sent me over the edge and I shot all over his bed.

We got up and showered together.

Living in a new city was going to be OK.