A gay story: Helping the New Neighbor Ch. 02 The next morning I saw Chuck sitting on his porch drinking coffee. “Good morning!” I said cheerfully, stepping outside. “Morning.” He said quietly. “Is everything alright?” “Oh, yeah.” He replied. “Just a little hungover.” I laughed, and he sat there for a second, and then said, … Read more
A gay story: Helping the New Neighbor A few weeks ago, I heard voices in the empty unit in my duplex, so I stepped out on my porch to investigate. I saw two guys carrying a couch up the steps. I jumped in and gave them a hand, helping them get it through the door. … Read more
A gay story: Helping the New Neighbor Ch. 04 I came back from my run, and saw Chuck doing something to his truck, looking hot as hell with no shirt on, his thick, hairy torso glistening with sweat, and his old jeans covered in grease. I stopped to admire him, and he caught me staring, … Read more
A gay story: Helping the New Neighbor Ch. 03 Dave opened my door and quickly stepped into my living room. He looked like a dork in his golf clothes, but I didn’t care about that. He wouldn’t be wearing them much longer. “Hey Daddy!” I said, laying on the couch in a schoolgirl outfit. Dave … Read more