Subject: Watching the New Neighbor (Seeing Steve (4) This is a fictional story about this hot somewhat gingery guy that is my newest neighbor. I just moved to a new hime and was greeted by the friendly and fairly attractive guy with the southern drawl. From the moment I saw this good looking guy with the jeans that showed off his hot ass I wanted him. Now it us only fiction as he is a married man with kids in tow. But as he was ever so friendly. I am sure I could show this hunk how ‘friendly’ A neighbor can be. Watching the New Neighbor (Seeing Steve (4) … It was but a few days later that I found I did need the studs help. I was in the garage and was trying to move the shelving unit that was already in the garage. I didn’t like where it was so I needed to move it. But it was one of those big of shelf metals ones. And it weighed quite a bit. I kept pulling at it and barely budging it. Cursing at the damned thing for being a pain in my ass. I was about to give up when my hot neighbor saw me as I was cussing in my garage. He came over and asked if I was having a problem. I saw him as he walked up to the garage and my eyes shot opened wide. Steve was in a thirty that showed iff the tattoos on his arms. He was in some jeans that were showing off his crotch very nicely. He looked good is all I can say. “Sounds like you are needing some help buddy” he said as he stood there. I looked at him. My hungry eyes devouring the hot man standing bursa escort just outside the garage door. Then I looked over at the shelving unit. “This freaking thing is a pain to try and move” I said “Yeah. I get it” he replied “I have one of those big fuckers too.” “Here. Let me help you out man” I was glad that he was nice enough to help me. But I almost lost total grip as my eyes were elsewhere when we were trying to move the thing. Steve had lifted his end and I saw the edge if the shaft unit seem to rub against his meaty looking crotch. This seemed to almost outline the guys dick as it pressed the the unit. “Shiit!” I huffed “Sorry man. Slipped” He said nothing of my blunder. He only seemed more determined in his end to get this thing moved. And we did. A few more jerks and we lifted it and slowly carried it across the garage. Moving it to the side I wanted. This was to me the side fir tola and a work station. I looked at him and saw that he had dust on his shirt and jeans from the large unit and the dust neat hus crotch only seemed to accentuate the delicious bulge he had. I could not help but lick at my lips as I gazed at the lucky jeans. Because there to the right side was the guys dick. Just to the right of the zipper and slightly down. “There ya go man” he said “Anything else ya need help with.” “While I am here.” What I wanted to say was ‘yes. Let me suck you off man’. But of course I did not. i thanked him and then bursa escort bayan asked if he wanted a water or something. He had said no thanks. But then just to see if I could get this stud to stick around just a bit longer I offered him up a beer. “Got beer if you like” I said I saw him smile as I said that. Seems now I peaked his interest. I said that I had a small fridge in the corner of the garage where I kept extra. “Yeah then. Sure” he finally agreed “Wife won’t be home for a bit” “So I guess I can have a drink” I grabbed a pair from the fridge and then again thanked him for his help. He brushed it off saying that’s what neighbors are for. We both took a good drink and sighed a breath of delight to the cool alcohol on out palettes. As he stood there drinking though Steve had to reach down and adjust his junk in those jeans. His hand grasping at the covered dick and moving it there in his crotch area. I gulped down a hard swallow as I looked at the delicious bulge the guy had. How I wanted to really thank him. A way I would surely love to give and enjoy. Thinking this stud would enjoy it too. But of course I dare not to do something that may get me killed by this hit southern guy. “So where is the wife?” I asked He said something about out with the kids, and wouldn’t be back fir a couple of hours. I kept glancing at him. The tattoos on his arms obvious in the shirt sleeved shirt. I mentioned that I thought his escort bursa tatts looked pretty interesting. And that was when he grabbed his shirt and pulled it up over his head. Steve was now baked from the waist up. Bis whole chest had tattoos on it. And the one full arm from shoulder t forearm. But I wasn’t really looking at them. I was looking at his body. Nice regular guys body. Maybe athletic and with a tiny dusting of hairs in his chest. The belly smooth and bare save for the tattoos on his sides. “Wow. That is intense” I said of the tattoos I really wasn’t looking at “Been adding them for the last ten years or so” “Well they are cool” I felt my crotch throb as I looked at my handsome neighbor. But felt that maybe i should let him go before he noticed my uncomfortable state. But that was when he grabbed at his crotch again. Again adjusting himself. “Well thanks again” I blurted out “Really appreciate it.” Steve then stood. Grabbing his shirt for a moment. That was when i looked down at his crotch again. There was something going on down there. His dick seemed to have moved a bit down his thigh. Looking bigger now. I gupled down a hard swallow of spit when he then suggested something for me to really thank him for his great help. And he grabbed at his crotch again “You know” he started to say “If you want to really thank me”. I looked at hm as Steve smiled at me. A big hungry looking smile. I then looked down at the thing under his hand. It twitched in his jeans. And that was when i realized that Steve was coming on to me. This hit straight guy that was my neighbor was looking for some ‘fun’ “And my wife is gone after all”. He finally said… More to cum