We had finally found a house after months of searching. Actually we had received a heads up about this house. My friend, Bill, lives just a couple of houses away. Bill and I are lovers. Sex partners, really.
Moving day finally came and went. A routine started to settle in, painting done, furniture moved. I was at home alone, as usual, late one night when there was a knock on the door. It was Bill, with a bottle of wine and a big smile.
The door was barely closed before I was in his arms, kissing him passionately. We went downstairs to the rec room. I had everything we needed down there. I found some glasses for the wine. We drank a toast to new neighbours. I kissed him deeply, exploring with my tongue, tasting the wine. We slowly undressed each other, exploring, kissing. Bill pulled back and looked around the room. He chuckled as he wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close for a thorough breath taking kiss.
Once we were naked, I took his hand and led him out to the gazebo. We had a hot tub in there. We submersed ourselves into the water, relaxing for a moment. Soon we were kissing and caressing each other. I stroked Bills now hard cock as my tongue dipped into his mouth. I moved my fingers down lower. Bill loves to have his balls played with. I love to hear his moans as I touch nothing else but his balls.