Helping the New Neighbor Ch. 02

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

The New Neighbor Ch. 02

A gay story: The New Neighbor Ch. 02 The knock came again, louder this time—three sharp raps. Here I stood, dried come matting the hair on my chest and stomach, and a visitor at the door. I thought at first to ignore the interruption; probably a peddler or Jehovah’s Witness—at 7:45 a.m.? But an instinct … Read more