"Damn it!" I said as I stubbed my toe on a gigantic box.
"That didn't sound good" I heard from behind me.
I turned around and said "No not really." There in my doorway was I a beautiful guy that looked to be in his late twenties.
"Brian" he said sticking his hand out.
"Dan" I said as I stood up straight and grabbed his hand.
"Moving in?" he inquired.
"Uh...yeah" I said with a tinge of annoyance.
"Sorry. Just been a long day" I said apologetically.
"I get it; no worries. I just moved in last weekend myself. Apartment 407B."
"Oh. Above me!" I said.
"I won't make too many noises don't worry" he said with a smile.
"Let's hope not!" I suggested.
"Need any help?" he asked.
"Thanks but I only have another load" I replied.
"Well let me know if ya' need anything!" He said as he walked away. His butt filled his jeans nicely as he walked away and I thought there was a couple of things he could help me with!
The following night as I walked out of my apartment I saw Brian walking towards me with his bike. He was dressed in the tight bike pants and shirt complete with the helmet.
"Hey there!" he said with a smile. His smile and dorky bike helmet sitting in juxtaposition.
I smiled "Hey man! Biking!" I asked with a sense of irony. He got it and laughed.
"Just a bit! Hey you got any tools?" he asked.
"Yeah. Whatcha need?"
"Just have to tighten this sprocket" he said as he bent down shook his pedals.
"This damn thing keeps coming loose!"
"Bring it in" I said holding the door open.
"Oh if you're busy we can hook up later" he offered.
"I'm not busy. We can hook up now" I said with a smirk.
He wheeled his bike in And took off his helmet and tried to smooth his helmet hair. I chuckled at his hair.
"Yeah it's bad. Sorry" he said partying down his hair.
"Hey at least you have enough to mess up!" I said. "My brother is totally bald!"
"Well looks like you got the genes for great hair" he said as he dropped his helmet on the floor.
"I got all the good genes" I said jokingly.
"I believe it" he said. I looked at him surprised but he didn't break his gaze.
"You're the one with blonde hair and green eyes" I replied. "I'd kill for anything other than brown eyes!"
"Why? Brown eyes show intelligence and wisdom" he offered.
"And the color of shit" I said.
He laughed as I handing him the torque wrench. "Do you know how much to torque it!" I asked.
I smiled as I held the wrench as he grabbed it.
"I've been torqueing it since I was 12" he said with a smile.
He tightened it up and handed me back the wrench.
"Thanks man. Just what I needed. Big plans tonight?" he asked.
"Just heading out to grab some drinks for later. I don't know anyone around here yet so it'll just be me tonight."
"Well, why don't you come up and hang out with me. No sense being alone in a Saturday night." he offered as he adjusted his crotch in his biker shorts.
"Ten o'clock?"
"Ten o'clock!" he confirmed.
I knocked on his door a bit after ten. He opened the door with his chest hair sticking out of the top of his blue tank top, no shoes and green shorts.
"So this isn't a formal affair?" I asked handing him the beer and feeling over dressed in my jeans and t-shirt.
"Nah. I like to be comfortable at home. Come on in!" he said.
We sat down in his couch and he flipped on a game.
"Who's you're team!" he asked.
"Meh. I don't care. I'm just here for the beer and company" I admitted as the clinked bottles.
"Care if I get comfortable?" he asked.
"It's tour place, bud" I said.
Brian pulled up his legs and stretched them out across my lap.
"Don't mind do you?" he asked.
Check.
"So long as you don't" I said as I removed my shoes and stretched them out along side the inside of the couch.
Check mate.
Brian smiled and as he flipped through the channels, he started rubbing my feet. I looked at him.
"Oh sorry man. Just a reflex!"