Date: Tue, 24 Apr 2007 13:29:07 -0600
From: Gavin 2357 <gavin2357@hotmail.com>
Subject: New Neighbor, Part One

Disclaimer:  This story is a work of fiction.  All characters are imaginary.

     My mom and I were exhausted from our drive out here to California from
Ohio and now we had to unload the car.  Our air conditioning had konked out
somewhere in Kansas and it would have to be August now!  I had long since
stripped down to a pair of cut offs which had seen better days and a not so
white pair of canvas laceless deck shoes.  No socks.  No shirt.
     Being sixteen and smooth bodied, tall and slender, and now more tanned
than I'd ever been in Ohio, I felt pretty hot.  My bright blue eyes and
shoulder-length wavy blond hair didn't hurt either.  I already looked like a
typical California guy and the day here in our new neighborhood couldn't
have been nicer.  Although our new house was just a small two-bedroom
bungalow, it looked cozy and comfortable.
     As we were unloading the car, I noticed a guy about my age walking over
from the house next door.  He was wearing only a pair of red nylon
basketball shorts and red beachcomber flip flops.  A white puca shell
necklace contrasted nicely with his tanned chest.  His tan was slightly
darker than mine and his hair was ... I guess you could call it auburn.  His
eyes were brown and they smiled when his face broke into a smile.  I liked
him immediately and found him to be both cute and sexy at the same time.
Both of us were sort of buff, but it looked as though he worked out a bit
more regularly than I did.
     "Hey neighbor!," he said to me with an engaging smile.  "Want some
help?"
     "Sure, thanks.  I'm Gavin."
     "Hi Gavin.  Tyler," he said as he offered his hand for a handshake.
     I put my hand in his and as we shook hands, his fingers tickled the
palm of my hand.  I smiled and he smiled more.  The knowing look in his deep
brown eyes both intrigued and frightened me.  'Is he gay?' I thought to
myself.  As for me, I knew I was growing into a hottie from how others
reacted when they saw me shirtless, but I was still too shy to explore much
beyond the safety of my nightly bedtime jack-off sessions.
     My mom really appreciated Tyler's help and eventually ordered pizza,
salad, and drinks for all of us.  We were all silent for a while, just
sitting there on the bare living room carpet, catching our breath, feasting
on pizza like there was no tomorrow.
     Finally, Tyler asked, "Where's the rest of your furniture?"
     "We're starting over," my mom said.  "We sold most of it back in Ohio.
We plan to do some shopping tomorrow.  You're welcome to come along.  I've
heard of IKEA.  Is there one around here?"
     "Yeah, it's not far.  I'll take you there ... but what about tonight?"
     "We're just gonna camp out right here," I replied.  "Mom in her room
and me in mine.  We brought plenty of blankets and pillows."
     "I'm sure my mom wouldn't mind if you stayed in our house.  Our living
room sofa makes into a bed and Gavin could sleep with me," Tyler said.
     "Thanks, Tyler.  That's really nice of you.  But Gavin and I are really
excited about our new place."
     "Hey, you can sleep with me here!" I said almost too excitedly.
     Tyler softly smiled, looked at me, and said, "I'd like that ... if it's
alright with your mom."
     "No problem.  At least the floor is carpeted.  It won't be too bad.
Beds are the first thing on our list for tomorrow."
     We didn't even have trash cans, so I just threw all the trash in a
cardboard box and went to the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth.
Tyler had gone home to do the same and afterwards, as I was preparing the
bed, he walked into my room.  As I was spreading out a blanket on the
carpet, it hit me that I was wearing only a pair of briefs, but I was too
tired to really care.  Tyler didn't seem to mind as took his time sizing me
up.  Then he dropped his shorts, stepped out of them, and wearing only a
pair of white bikini briefs, helped me with the blanket.
     "Better get another blanket.  It can get chilly at night, but we can
keep each other warm," Tyler said
     "Yeah."  I noticed his smile again.
     "You're tired, huh?"
     I just nodded.  "I'm sorry," I said.  I think he picked up on my deeper
meaning.  Really, I didn't know what I was getting into.  I figured Tyler
was really attracted to me and I sure thought he was hot as well, but why
now, when I was totally exhausted?  I knew the moment I lay down that I
would start falling asleep.
     "How 'bout a massage?" Tyler asked.
     Now that sounded great, almost too good to be true.  What a cool friend
... yeah, I guess we were becoming fast friends.  "Oh, yeah!  That'd be
great."
     I lay down on the blanket ... on my back ... face up.  I knew, for most
kinds of massage, I should lie on my stomach, but I wanted to face my new
friend.  I smiled and extended my arms out beyond my head, bending my elbows
slightly.  I wanted Tyler to be happy.  Yeah ... I was offering myself to
him, in spite of my exhaustion, in spite of my shyness.
     His confidence was his most attractive quality.  If he could lead, I'd
happily follow, and I think he was beginning to understand and play along.
     After he kneeled beside me and savored the sight of my nearly naked
body before him, a banquet for his pleasure, he simply said, "Damn, you're
beautiful! ... Thank you."
     I could actually see his penis move as it bulged bigger and bigger
under his skimpy white bikini briefs.  He saw where my eyes were looking and
then watched as mine grew in size as well.
     "You, too," was all I could whisper out before the words got stuck in
my throat.  As we gazed into each other's eyes, I stretched out my arms
farther, straightening my elbows, spreading my legs slightly, and really
'offering' myself to him.  I wanted him to have his way with me.
     Excitement slowly replaced exhaustion, but I was still that shy naive
boy from Ohio.  Tyler was really cool, though.  He massaged me ... all over
... and hard, too!  He actually worked up a bit of a sweat and even dripped
drops of perspiration from his forehead all up and down my body.  I didn't
mind at all and relaxed as he worked up and down my torso, my arms, and my
legs.
     Tyler sensed my incredible shyness, but I made up for it by being
totally submissive to him.  He knew I wanted him to take me and make me his
... whatever that meant.  His massaging strokes grew from hard to soft, from
choppy to sensuous.  With my arms still pretty much stretched out beyond my
head, my legs spread apart a bit more, I whispered, "Ohh ... that feels
good."
     His fingers felt electric as they lightly danced all around my bare
chest and stomach, between my belly button and the waistband of my briefs,
and up and down my inner thighs.  Occasionally his nimble fingers tickled
around my neck and up onto my face where he lovingly traced an index finger
along my parted lips causing my breathing to grow shallow and my heart to
quicken.  I almost reached one arm up to caress his bare back, but this
feeling of total submission was just too intoxicating.  Soon, he lowered his
head closer to my heaving chest and kissed me between my nipples.  Then I
felt his warm wet tongue tracing larger and larger circles around my puffed
out chest, dipping into my belly button, stopping to teasingly bite on each
of my nipples, and spending a considerable amount of time nuzzling each of
my armpits and biceps.
     Finally, I moved both of my arms up and caressed his very smooth back
... almost like silk ... and ran my fingers through his still damp auburn
hair.  Gently, I pulled him up and he took the hint lifting his leg,
stratling me, and placing his chest squarely on top of mine.  My arms and
hands continued to lovingly caress his back, side, and head while his ever
more passionately massaged my shoulder and head, pulling my lips closer to
his.
     Our tongues kissed first, then our lips, and in his excitement, our
teeth ground together more than they should have.  But soon we found a
comfortable way to kiss and the room soon became quite warm.  We didn't
care.  As our bare chests and heartbeats pressed harder and harder together,
I could feel our stomachs moving up and down as we tried to breathe.
Tyler's pelvis lead my pelvis in a gyrational dance where I could now feel
the tips of our rock-hard erections grinding together.  Yeah, I was close,
but he was closer, and soon I felt him pump that familiar warmth all over my
stomach.
     "C'mon, boy," he would whisper.  Yeah, I wanted to be his boy.  I laid
my arms back on the blanket and, as if on cue, Tyler moved his arms up and
tightly gripped his strong hands around my slender wrists.  I squirmed just
for fun and his tightened his grip.  I totally loved feeling the weight of
his body on top of me and he made sure that I came, too, lifting and
smacking his pelvis hard on top of mine, using his feet for more leverage,
and very soon I ejaculated like I never thought I could.  My balls actually
ached!
     Now, more exhausted than I'd ever been in my life, I simply lay there
with Tyler on top of me, our bodies drenched with sweat, and let him
tenderly kiss me all around my face and neck.  We fell asleep in each
other's arms and when I awoke the next morning, I noticed that Tyler had
cleaned our stomachs up, but we still needed a shower.  The night had been
quite a workout for us.

To be continued.