Whether you're older or younger you can still have the hots for the guy next door. But be careful what you wish for. You may get more than you bargained.
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"Hey, who are you?" I asked the cute, curly haired, blond boy who had called out to me as I took a breather in the back garden. It was May and I had just moved in and had taken a break from re-arranging furniture and the dreaded unpacking with a cup of coffee. I'd strolled out of the kitchen door to be greeted by a cheerful, "Hi mister" from a cherubic face that was now just two feet away from me and gazing up wide eyed and innocent. Couldn't have been more than four or five. What the fuck was he doing in my garden?
"Hey Benji, get back over here. You can't go treating our neighbour's garden like the park."
I saw the head of a forty something, attractive, blond woman peering at me over the somewhat dilapidated fence that separated our properties.
"So sorry about this," she sighed. "The boys have gotten used to being a bit free with your garden as the house has been empty for so long. I'll make sure you aren't troubled again. Sorry."
"Hey, no harm done. I'm Mike. Just moved in today. I wondered when I'd meet some neighbours."
"Hello, I'm Kathy. Pleased we've got someone in the old place at last. Oh sorry," she said as her cheeks reddened. "I didn't mean to be rude about your property."
"No no. That's alright. I knew what I was taking on. I'm a bit of a handyman so I'm looking forward to fixing it up. It looks as though the fence could do with a few new panels too."
I noticed Benji slipping across to his own garden through the gap in the fence. He clutched an orange football possessively in his firm grasp and looked a little put out, perhaps at the thought of losing his ability to wander at will.
"Hey, until the fence is fixed I don't mind if your boys come over to fetch their ball. Any time. They can't do a lot of damage so lets just carry on as normal for a while and see how things go."
"Thanks for that. Benji is my youngest. Bit of an accident really, bigger age gap than I'd have planned. Then I've got Tyler who's fifteen and Archie who's eighteen. They went nearly ballistic when I told them I was pregnant. Anyway T M I for a complete stranger. Sorry again."
"Archie is more a man than a boy and Tyler copies him in everything. He's off to Uni after the summer so if you want some help with repairs and things, he's ok as a spare pair of hands. I'll volunteer him before he has a chance to say no or think up an excuse to refuse," she chuckled.
"Better snap him up quick if you need any help to hold or lift. Hey there I go with my mouth again. Not used to adult conversation."
"Thanks. I'll remember the offer. Not sure how much time I'll get to do the garden. There's so much to do inside but when the weather brightens up and I take my holiday I'll give him a call and see if he's still free. Thanks again."
Kathy ushered Benji inside. I wondered about a husband, hers not mine. I knew all about my ex. Cheating bastard! When I caught him in the pub toilets with his tongue down the throat of a complete stranger and his fingers exploring his bum I saw red. They both had damaged noses and my fist hurt for a week.
Fuck. Perhaps I should have been more understanding?
Still, one messy separation later this run down old place was all I could afford.
Now back to work with the unpacking and as I turned to head back indoors I caught a glimpse of a tall, slim youth in a pair of baggy sweat shorts dragging a sun lounger into a better position to soak up some rays. Mmm, nice body. Slim and firm with a hint of muscle to come if he stayed healthy.
I slipped my sunglasses on to my forehead to get a better look just as he gazed over at me and our eyes met.
A cute smile caused the corners of his mouth to lift and he nodded his head in a cool, student manner.
"Hi" I waved over at him. He waved a casual hand and rolled over onto his front. A man of few words eh?
"I'm Mike. Just moved in. You must be Archie. I just met Benjie and your mum. Nice to meet you all."
There was no further chat from my new neighbour so I waved again and headed inside, but not before I gave his fit body another once over. Well I could think of a few things I'd like Archie to help me with, and I felt my cock stiffen in the heat.
As I unpacked another box I imagined my fingers rubbing sun screen into his firm back and shoulders and then further down as I fantasised about pulling those loose sweat shorts down and massaging his firm buns.
He wasn't my usual type. I liked a more muscley body as a rule but with no action for several months now my body was telling me differently. Twinks weren't my thing but I was happy to make an exception. My cock was now tenting my shorts and I tried to adjust it without too much wanking. I wanted to be comfortable but what the hell. I imagined Archie tugging his own cock as he lay on his back on the sun lounger and couldn't resist a peek at him out of the lounge window. I couldn't see enough so I ran upstairs quickly, taking them two at a time and headed to the back bedroom. I positioned myself behind the blinds and peered out. What a perv I was becoming, lusting after this cute, fit neighbour who was certainly young enough to be my son and only just legal!
Archie was now on his back with his hand down his shorts. I could see he was slowly massaging himself and, with eyes only slightly open, seemed to be in a world of his own. Then he pushed up his shades, glanced up at my house bedroom windows as if looking for something, or someone, and proceeded to stroke his chest and thumb his hard nips as he provocatively licked his plump, red lips.
Fuck, what a tease and what a cutie. I was ready to convert to twinks any time I could get one. I'd be certain to call him out on this blatant flaunting of himself when I got the chance. You looser! I thought. Why not now, when he's so in the mood, and I ran in to my bedroom to change.
10 seconds later I was pulling an old, second hand lounger from the garage, dressed only in a skimpy and revealing pair of red speedo's that were a size too small and I hadn't worn since the summer trip to the Seychelles with my ex. I settled on my dilapidated lounger on my beat -up patio and pushed my arms up over my head. The sun shades covered my roaming eyes as I took non too furtive glances over the fence at my neighbour, who seemed to be dozing now as all activity in his shorts had stopped. Well I'd just have to see how awake he really was.
"Hey, Archie," I called out. "Any chance I can borrow some sun screen neighbour? I know I've got some inside somewhere but I'm still unpacking. I'll get you some more to replace it."
I waited to see his reaction to my request and it didn't take long before I saw his legs stretch open and a sexy grin appear on his cute lips. With his shades on I couldn't tell if his eyes were open or not.
"Hey Archie. Help a neighbour out? Yes?"
I'd stood up now, all six feet of me pulled up straight as I leaned on the fence. I was flexing my arms and I thought I caught a movement behind the reflective glass over his eyes. Then I saw his hand reach down and cup the bulge in his shorts. Mm Mm. So he was certainly awake and wanted to tease eh!
