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CHAPTER 2 - Meeting the Neighbours
As normal, I was completely naked in bed, with the sheets pulled down due to the heat, when I heard the doorbell ring. I opened my eyes and admired Carlos' beautiful naked body. The dark olive tone of his skin made even sexier through the thick bush of black hair that covered his legs, arms and outlined his perfect pecks and stomach. His 8 inch veiny cock lying flaccid amongst his unkempt pubes. My hand caressed his legs, the feel if the hair arousing me. My hand moved up his thigh towards his beautiful tool.
"What the fuck"... I thought to myself as I sat bold upright in bed, the doorbell ringing again! I looked over in horror only to be relieved to see Rachel sleeping like a log. Not surprising after yesterday's move. We managed to have sex before we both rolled over and crashed out the previous night.
Slightly perturbed by my dream I got up and pulled on a pair of loose checkered boxers with a button on the slit that I generally wore around the house, and went downstairs to see who was at the door. My morning piss would have to wait, and fortunately it wasn't stopping my morning glory from going down. By the time I reached the front door the loose material was hiding my bulge.
"Hi, my names Lara", said the 14 year old girl stood in front of me. She went bright red as she checked me out from head to toe. "My mum made this bread for you to say welcome to the street. There is some home made jam with raspberries from out garden too.
"Well thanks Lara" I said, suddenly thinking that maybe I should have put some more clothes on. "Which house are you in and what are your parents names? Do you have any siblings"?
"No, I'm an only child, although I've pretty much grown up with Jacky, Sharon and Craig, Becky's kids. Craig is my boyfriend. We live at the house at the back, my parents are Gina, 42 and Ricky also 42" she smiled and then turned around and went through the hedge to the neighbours house, completely the wrong way for her to go home.
Lara had barely disappeared when I heard a rustling and a head popped through the hedge.
"Howdy new neighbour" said a handsome looking man with a 5 o'clock shadow. He was maybe 10 yeas older than me, close shaven hair and quite thin. "my name's John, its great to meet you and to have new neighbours" he said all excited, talking to the front of my boxers.
"Nice to meet you John, I'm Stu I'm afraid that the rest of the family is still asleep so I can't introduce you just now", I told him a bit ashamed that we were late sleepers, where everyone else appeared to be up at the crack of dawn.
"No problem" he replied. "We've got plenty of time. I see you've met Lara already. We kind of use each others gardens as short cuts. We've all been here for a couple of years. You know that the house on the other side from you is empty and that the houses either side of Becky's are empty too. Kind of hoping well get some fresh meat soon there too" John said with a grin on his face.
I didn't pay much attention to the remark. We made some small talk about the rest of the houses in the street with John telling me people names, roughly how old they were and if they had kids at home or not. I kind of zoned out because the guy was just to enthusiastic for that early in the morning. By the time he'd finished, Rachel was coming downstairs, wearing a fairly see-through nighty. I introduced them.
"Pleased to meet you" said Rachel.
"Yeah, hi, same. Anyway, got to go. Maybe we can have a drink one evening" he said, and with that John disappeared the way he came.
I turnt around and raised an eyebrow to Rachel. "Weird" I said. "Nice of him to invite us for a drink though.
"Oh no. We're not invited, you are" Rachel said with a grin on her face.
"What do you mean" I ask.
"Oh come on Stu. He's clearly gay and clearly want to fuck your sexy brains out baby" She laughed.
"Whaaat? Nah? You mean? Oh come on. Never. Are you sure"? I didn't pick up on anything. If there is such a thing as gaydar I so don't have one I though to myself. How do you even know if a guy is gay? I told Rachel about meeting Lara and over breakfast we tried to remember everyones names and houses.
"Right baby, I've got to go over to the other place to clean before we hand the keys back. I'll drop the kids off at my parents. When I've finished there I'm going out for drinks with the girls". Rachel announced.
"Oh, so I'm supposed to stay here and put furniture together and empty boxes myself am I"
"Well I'm doing the cleaning at the other place" she retorted. "Look, why don't you give Tony or Mike a call to help" she said as she went upstairs to get showered.
"Bitch" I thought to myself. Don't get me wrong, I love her and we have great sex, but she gets on my nerves sometimes when she just thinks about herself. I grabbed my phone to call one of my mates and Carlos' card was on top of it. "Ah, what the hell. He seemed like a nice guy" it thought as i started typing a text message.
"Hi, This is Stu, From the move yesterday. I was wondering if you had some time today to help put some furniture together". I hesitated before pressing send, my heart beating a bit faster. Message Sent.
2 minutes later my phone pinged.
"Hi Stu, sure, what time you want me".
"Say about 10:30?" I replied.
The three dots. Why was I getting hard?
"Perfect. See you then."
Thanks again for reading, your constructive or positive comments are greatly appreciated so feel free to email me. Chapter 3 is on it's way.
Cheers Red.