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I was just starting to mow the lawn when I noticed the moving van pull up next door. The house had been empty for quite some time and I hadn't even known that it was sold. The crew moved quickly and unloaded the van full of belongings before I finished the front yard. I was young and my house was left to me alone when my relatives moved away. It was a lot to take care of as a single guy, but it was nice, clean, safe, and the right price. I hadn't thought much about neighbors but I was curious to see who was moving in. I worked a lot and was really only home to sleep at night and on the weekends. Being busy doing the lawn I hadn't seen the new owners go in or out, by the time I finished the front lawn, the movers were gone, but I could tell there was activity going on in the house.

In the driveway was now a nice new Jeep SUV and a Mercedes Benz, both sparkling clean. I was glad to see that. The house was empty for a while and getting a bit overgrown in the summer heat. Nice, shiny, obviously well cared for cars probably meant new owners that would take care of the house. I was happy for that. I had noticed that sometime during the previous week, the maintenance company had come to clean and open the pool and the jacuzzi. I thought it odd since no one was there but I figured it was being cleaned up for sale. The previous owner had rarely used the pool but being cleaned up for the week, coupled with the summer sizzle made it awfully inviting not having one of my own.

Perhaps it was a family moving in and the pool was being readied for the kids. As the sun dimmed and darkness fell over the area, the heat continued to scorch. I had a small balcony off of the second floor master bedroom of my house. Being elevated and open, even on hot nights it would be nice to sit out there and capture what little breeze there was drifting through the neighborhood. Having done a lot of work around the house, I was ready to get cleaned up. I would take a nice cool shower, then put on a pair of shorts and a thin t-shirt and I would sit on the balcony to enjoy the peace and quiet of the evening.

I wanted to greet my new neighbors but not on the first day. I figured they were plenty busy to be worried about entertaining a young neighbor so I figured I would run to the store in the morning and grab a small housewarming gift as a welcome. That was the plan...I put my feet up and glanced over at the pool next door. Lit up at night, the emerald water was so welcoming. I just imagined diving in to that perfect water. After all the hard work during the day, it would have felt nice. Just then I noticed him walk out by the pool. The reward of a beautiful pool is certainly worth the amount of work that goes into a day of moving and unpacking. As he walked out around the pool I could get a better look from the glowing pool light. He was shirtless, slim, clean cut, and wearing what looked to be a plain white speedo type bathing suit. I guessed him to be about 15, maybe 20 or so years older than me and just about perfect as he dipped a foot in the pool to check the temperature.

While I didn't mind the suit at all and I had a perfect view from my balcony, I thought it a little odd choice for a family man. Again, I guess I just assumed that it was a family that had moved in...at least until I saw another guy walk out holding two glasses of wine. Slightly taller than the first guy and with darker hair, the other guy was also wearing just a speedo...a little bolder in what looked like zebra stripes. The way they acknowledged each other and looked at the house in a congratulatory way made me think. When I saw them give each other a hug, my heart skipped a beat. Could it be? Were these my new neighbors? I was getting excited at the thought.

I was young and inexperienced, but I had thoughts about men and what it would be like. I never really acted on it, but I knew what I liked and what the ingredients were that made up my fantasies as I laid alone in an empty house at night. Being shy and unsure, the idea of an older, experience couple had been the thing that would set my daydreams alight. I imagined being shown the ropes by two willing, eager, yet patient teachers who reveled in the thought of breaking in a new toy. I never really wanted the one night stand thing, but sort of a discreet, semi-regular, ongoing thing for mutual fun. What I saw next door in front of my eyes was just about exactly what I had conjured up in my thoughts, dreams, and fantasies. I couldn't believe it.

I knew I had to get a better look as I just couldn't resist. I would sit in the dark on the balcony to keep the bugs away, but as I got up to go inside, I made sure to make a little noise in the hopes that they would at least hear me and be aware of my presence. After a few minutes I decided to pretend like I was going into my backyard shed to get something. I put the rear light on and tried to be obvious about it. I didn't want to wait until morning to meet these two, hopefully, new neighbors but it was too late to go knocking. I walked back to my shed and pretended to be getting something when I heard a "hello". I turned and became instantly flushed to see the first guy standing at the chest high fence, lighter hair and gorgeous blue eyes looking at me intently.

"I'm Steven" he said. "Hi, I'm Michael" I offered back as we shook hands. His handshake was firm but welcoming at the same time. I asked if he was the new owner and Steven said yes. I said that was great and I am excited to have someone next door as the place had been empty and too quiet. I said I missed the pool and how great it was to see it glimmering again. I told Steven how the previous owner used to let me swim now and then when they weren't home but I said not to worry, because I would never ask that of him, I just was glad to see it shining. Steven smiled and said that my swimming days didn't have to be over.

As a young guy in my early to mid-twenties, Steven asked where my parents were and I said that I lived there alone. He was a little shocked, but I could tell that he liked what he heard as his interest seemed to jump up a few notches. Just then the second guy came back out of the house and walked over. Steven introduced Peter as his partner and just like that, my thoughts were confirmed and as we shook hands, I immediately felt nervous and flushed. I could barely contain my excitement at the prospect of my new neighbors but I knew to be polite and proper as I wanted them to initiate anything further on the off chance that something would ever happen. I tried to calm myself down by telling myself that this was too good to be true and that nothing would ever come of my fantasies. Still, I was hard pressed to keep from averting my eyes to the slim suits in front of me. This was all new to me and I wanted to just look and study every line, every bulge, every muscle. It was as if I was day dreaming one of my intense thoughts.

Steven and Peter mentioned that they were going to swim but they promised to keep quiet as it was getting late and they were tired from a day of hard work. I said how nice it was to meet them and I explained how I like to sit on my balcony and enjoy the peaceful back yard breeze. We said our good nights and I went inside but not before stealing a few peeks as they walked away from the fence. I went inside, got a drink, and went back to sitting on the balcony. I pretended not to look, but I was so attracted it was hard not to. I think Steven and Peter knew I was there because as they swam, they seemed to try to stay in view of me and made more than a few flirtatious gestures and playful gropes of each other as they swam. After they got out, Peter handed Steven a towel and they dried off in full view of the back yard. Steven wrapped the towel around his waist and then from underneath, worked his suit off to hang it over the chair to dry. As he did so, he readjusted his towel to wrap it tighter by opening it quickly for a better wrap. Just as he did, Steven stole a quick glance my way and gave what I thought was a sly smile. He and Peter gave each other a nice, deep kiss, stood back looking at their new house, and then walked inside arm in arm. Soon after, the pool lights went out and it was silent.

I was stunned, excited, and had a raging hard on from this little show. Did they know I was there? Was that all intentional? Naw, couldn't be, right? I was just overplaying it. I laid in bed that night wondering about them. So excited about my new neighbors and wanting to get to know them better, but at the same time nervous to conceal my excitement. Up until this point in my life, I had only thoughts to occupy me and not even thoughts of actual people, just imaginary scenarios in my head. Now I had actual people to insert into those thoughts and the excitement level was redlining.

The next morning I woke early to get some more things done around the house. I went outside to get something out of my car and noticed the Mercedes was already gone. Steven had come out to unload some boxes from his car and as he did, the bottom fell open and the entire box spilled out over the driveway. I jogged over to help him pick everything up and Steven seemed to brighten up that I did so. He explained that Peter had to leave early for a business trip that he couldn't miss and that it was up to him to get the rest of the stuff unpacked. As I helped pick up the mess, I asked if he could use some help for the day and at first he refused as to not want to be already asking for favors. I said nonsense, I was only messing around the house for the day and that I would be happy to help. Steven promised a dip in the pool in return. We spent the better part of a few hours unloading the car and moving boxes in from the garage. I commented on how quickly they were getting the house in order. I grabbed a box labeled master bedroom and asked if it was alright if I took it up. Steven said sure, they weren't shy. I walked upstairs and found the incredibly inviting room, neat, orderly, and looking like it had been set up for weeks. Across the bed was a wild looking leopard print blanket that looked perfectly soft and lent a little air of animal arousal. I found myself strangely excited by the sight of their bedroom. A huge TV sat in perfect view of the bed, mirrors on the closet also gave a perfect bedside view with open, French doors to a small balcony overlooking the glistening pool.

Steven came in and asked me if I liked it. I sure did and he playfully grabbed my hand to show me what he thought was the best feature. We walked into the huge, obviously very custom master bath. He showed me the huge, open shower area and in the corner of the bathroom, a perfect jacuzzi. Steven said it was just the anitdote for those, after moving, sore muscles as he gave my arm a squeeze...and, he playfully said, it is big enough for two...or three. I blushed, beet red and could tell by the look on Stevens face that he was satisfied with that. Throughout the rest of the day, he was very flirty with me. I pretended not to notice, but I liked every moment just the same.

After a while, Steven said that was enough and it was time to call it quits. He asked about that dip in the pool. I said sure, but said to let me go home and clean up. This time he was the one that said nonsense. He told me to go shower in the master bedroom and that he'd put a suit on the bed for me. He said it is the greatest shower and that I'd love it. I figured why not and went upstairs. I stripped down and turned on the shower. It really was great. 5 shower heads spraying perfectly warmed water from all directions. It was like showering in a waterfall. It was a little unnerving being out in the open, but it's not like anyone could see in to the bathroom.

After getting cleaned up, I dried off and saw a small suit laid out on the bed. It was not my normal type, but this was turning out not to be a normal day and I wanted to see where it may lead. By this time it was getting dark. Steven walked in to see me just pulling the suit up. "Perfect" he said as he was overtly eyeing me up. It fits you nicely, very nicely he said. He had to take a shower to get cleaned up too and suggested I try the jacuzzi to soothe any sore muscles. "Sure" I figured as I settled in, back against the wall. I relaxed in the bubbles and heard the shower start up. The large shower opening faced away from the jacuzzi for privacy, but as I shifted, I noticed that a mirror on the back of the bathroom door would just afford a glimpse of the shower area. I couldn't believe my eyes to see Steven showering and what looked to be a perfect body and an even more perfectly shaped, perfectly proportioned, perfectly trimmed cock hanging proud.

He was some years older than me, perhaps 20 to 25, but he was really my ideal fantasy. Older, experienced, well built, gay, confident, yet gentle and patient. I sensed Steven would be a take the lead kind of guy but he seemed to have all the patience to respect any boundaries. I still was almost not believing the situation I was now in. I couldn't look away as I caught glimpses of Steven lathering up and rinsing that body, soaping up that beautiful cock and rinsing it clean.

After a few minutes Steven dried off and walked around with just the towel on, obviously doing little to contain his state of semi arousal at the thought of having a toned, young, toy that needed molding. I was quickly become putty in his hands so to speak. He mentioned that swim, but from all the glimpses and the outline of his swelling cock under that thin towel, my own cock was raging and I was way too embarrassed to stand up. I said that the jacuzzi did feel great and that why don't we soak for a bit. With that Steven, obviously not shy and seemingly wanting to judge my interest level, dropped the towel and climbed into the jacuzzi completely naked and affording me a full, closeup view of that perfect man meat as he sank below the bubbles. "I hope you don't mind" he said, "after all, were just guys". I was stunned and just nodded. I couldn't get any words out. He smiled and knew he had me, hook, line, and sinker. He then asked why a good looking guy like me was home alone all weekend. I said that I was shy, worked too much, and just enjoyed working around the house. I said I like the peace and quiet. He said he was glad I was able to help out and really thanked me. I said that it was no problem and that if I didn't, I certainly wouldn't have been soaking in a perfect jacuzzi.

With that he slid around to sit next to me. I felt my heart pound as I felt his leg brush mine. Steven looked at me intently and asked if it bothered me that he flirted with me all day. I said not at all with a nervous laugh. He said not to be nervous and asked if I was comfortable. I said that I was but not sure what to do. He said not to worry, that he would show me anything I wanted and smiled. With that Steven leaned forward and kissed me. I didn't know what to do, I had certainly kissed before but never with a man. It was warm and familiar, yet much different. I was shocked but after a few seconds, wanted more.

Steven was experienced and knew exactly how to play things out. As we kissed more, his hands began exploring my young body. He told me how he fantasized about seducing a younger, inexperienced guy and about showing that guy how good things can feel. I told him that I fantasized about being seduced and shown what to do. I was open minded and after having dreamed about a situation like this for so long, oddly, as nervous as I was, I felt I was ready to allow things to happen. As he rubbed my legs up and down my thighs, he told me how excited they both were when I said that I lived alone. They spoke the previous night about what it would be like to have an occasional boy toy to play around with. I said that sounded great. Steven leaned in to kiss me again and this time I opened my lips to allow his tongue in. Our tongues wrestled as his hand took mine towards him. He used his hand to guide me to his cock. He was hardening under the soft touch of a timid new recruit. I felt that beautiful cock grow in my hand as I stroked his huge cock and I felt him grab mine through the suit. We kissed more and he lifted my hips to work the suit off. Steven knew what he was doing because the suit was off and floating in no time. As his hand wrapped around my bare cock for the first time I felt harder than I ever have in my life. He mentioned how good it felt and would love to be able to see it.

He guided me up to the side of the jacuzzi, and still soaking wet, he knelt in front of me studying that young cock. He said it looked even more delicious than it felt and leaned in to kiss the top of the head. I was in awe and gasped as Steven opened his lips a bit just to cover the head. He worked his tongue around the rim savoring my delightful offering. He slowly worked further and further down and even if I was too nervous to continue, I was powerless to stop it. I wanted this so badly. As apprehensive as I was, I wanted more. After a few minutes or working my shaft, Steven sensed I was close to cumming. He wrapped those perfect lips tight and massaged out every last bit of cum as I exploded in the most intense orgasm I have ever had. Steven swallowed every drop and smiled at me.

Spent, he stood me up and we climbed down from the jacuzzi. He dried me off ending up kneeling in front of me drying my legs. He leaned in and took my now partially erect cock in for another deep swallow. He then got up, smiled, and I started to dry him off. I returned the favor and ended up drying his perfectly muscular legs. Slim and toned like a runner, Steven was like a chiseled marble statue with a cock now as hard as stone. I glanced up at him unsure of what to do and he gently placed a hand on the side of my head as if to guide me in. In short order, my lips were touching his glorious cock for the first time ever. It was electric. As my nervous unsureness was overtaken by eager hunger, I concentrated on trying to replicate what he had done so masterfully. I tried to think of the spots that felt most intense for me. I felt Steven harden even more. His cock was big and thick. Not too big to handle, but just perfectly sized to fill up my mouth. I could sense his breathing getting shallow and his pace quicken a bit. I did my best and after a few minutes, he let out a moan and I felt a warm stream of cum fill my mouth. At first I was shocked, but it was warm and I quickly realized how sweet. It was all too intense for me to refuse to swallow any of it. A small bit dripped down the side of my mouth and Steven leaned over and licked it right off my lip. I found that amazingly erotic.

We both made our way to the bed and that inviting animal print spread. Steven had cued up a male adult movie while I was in the shower and pushed play. Out of the corner of my eye I watched a bit and from all the excitement I realized I was getting hard again. Steven noticed and started stroking my cock. He knelt down as I laid back on the bed and this time he took a more relaxed approach working my cock and balls. It felt amazing and I got lost in the moment alternating between watching the action on TV and the action in the mirror facing the bed. Steven was more deliberate and wanted me to last longer. As he worked my balls I felt his hand work more and more towards my ass. I lifted my hips slightly to sort of let him know I was accepting of this. Steven had some lube under the side of the bed and as he played with me, put some on his finger and began playing with my ass. At first around the edge and then slowly working the tip of a finger in a bit and then out. Each time he did, I tried to really relax and allow him to explore. I even tried to push my ass muscles a little bit to really accept his advances. Steven sensed this and realizing that I was willing to go further, pressed a finger in deeper. I squirmed but gyrated with each thrust moaning at the lips on my now rock hard cock and the now two fingers in my ass. After a while, Steven felt that I was ready for more. He got up and laid me on my side on the bed. I looked up at him and sort of nodded my consent. He laid behind me and lifted my leg with his hand. I felt him move up close behind me and he propped my leg up with his as he reached around to stroke my cock.

I felt the hot tip of his rod press against my hole. I tried my best to not resist and pressed my ass back against his cock. At first just the rim of his head popped into my ass and he laid still to allow me to relax. His hand still working my cock I already felt like exploding. After a short bit he pressed slowly further and further. I squirmed as the girth spread me wide, but Steven was an expert and knew just what to do. He worked my cock, kissed the back of my neck, and sank his huge cock deep in that virgin ass. He whispered how much he loved fucking and that he didn't get to do it enough. I said that I liked it so far and he started to quicken the pace a little. I became amazed at the amount of pleasure I was feeling. I figured it felt great for him, but I had no idea it would feel so good for me too and I wanted more. Steven held on tight as he slowly worked his perfect cock in and out. A bit quicker and a bit deeper each time. Suddenly, like before, his breathing quickened and shallowed at the same time, I felt his amazing cock tighten and grow ever so slightly more and then, wow, an explosion of warmth and delight inside of me. It was too much and with his hand still on my cock, I exploded myself sending streams of cum across the bed. We slowed and laid there for a bit.

After a while I asked Steven if he would like me to be his semi regular play thing. He eagerly said yes and told me that in the short time from when he met me until I came over that morning, he'd hoped I would have been receptive because he knew he had to at the very least, taste my cock. I said that my cock was his for the tasting, and Peters if that is what they wanted. He said he wanted to plan and special homecoming present for Peter when he got back from traveling and that I was going to be it but he had to plan something elaborate. I said I was open for anything and he just whispered, "I know".