I was getting used to hanging out with my hunky straight neighbour next door. Been there, done that, and it sucks you in. Gay sex And I found that completely okay after 7 days.Then he skipped a night, and I was disappointed to be honest. The back of his hair was shaved short, and I could see the outline of a dark hairline straight across the underside of his hat.He was shirtless and was getting out of his car. I was intrigued by him, trying hard not to look at him from head to toe while he sat lounging back on my couch with a now second glass of red wine between his meaty fingers. I sat back, taking in the look of his lower body, just as meaty and muscled as the top half, fairly smooth just like the rest of him, his big sausage like cock with a big helmet head resting over his shirt. “I’m sorry to hear that. “And you? And in case you haven’t noticed, you’re a fucking stud.”His face showed the shock of my comment, his mouth dropped open, and he burst out laughing.“Sorry.” I blushed at him, looking down at my wine. “You look pretty young to be on your own.” He smiled, changing the tough,
