The yelling outside woke me up. I looked at my phone, it was 1 am. I got out of bed and walked to the window. I could see my neighbor Evan and his girlfriend arguing. He was retrieving things she was throwing out of the house and scrambling to put them into his SUV.
I felt bad for him. I didn't know them very well. Just seeing them in passing. I'd have been mortified to have my private life dragged out into the middle of the street like that.She eventually stopped yelling and throwing things and went back inside. He sat on the doorstep for a while calling to her but eventually, he gave up and got in his SUV and drove off. I got back in bed.I'd seen Evan many times in front of his house working on his boat. He'd be shirtless with a sheen of sweat coating his thin but densely muscled frame. Lately, he'd taken on a more haggard look, his beard was long and scraggly, his mop of hair thick and wild looking. I'd often stand in my window and watch him work from a place of anonymity. I'd watch his muscles roll under his skin as he hoisted a motor or tugged at a stubborn bolt with a wrench. I'd reach into my pants and gently tug at my dick admiring this straight man's body, imagining what he kept hidden under his shorts. His ass was taut, not large, but filled his tight shorts. His package was readily apparent pushing out the front of his short shorts. His legs like the rest of him were thin but belied a strength in them, like steal cables of a suspension bridge seeming too small to hold up the weight of the roadway.He hardly ever wore shoes as he scrambled up and down the boat, he was working on. He had a nervous energy about him like a bee constantly buzzing from one project to the next never sitting still.While walking in the park the next day I spotted his SUV. When I approach I could see him curled up on his side across the back seat, his shorts riding down so that a few inches of his ass cleft hung out. Light blond hair trailed out of the cleft catching the morning sun. He held a ball of his clothes together as a pillow under his head. His morning wood appeared to be stretching the front of his shorts to the breaking point.He must have somehow sensed my presence drooling at the window because just then he opened his eyes and locked their pale blue irises onto mine. He sat up looking embarrassed that he was caught sleeping in his car. I smiled weakly.He moved to the door and opened it, dangling his legs down and rubbing his bare chest. His abs moved like ropes as he sat up and held himself in place."I saw what happened last night," I said trying to come up with something comforting to say."Yeah, she kicked me out," he said looking down at his flexing bare toes."Sorry to hear that," I said."Guess I had it coming," he said.I didn't want to probe any deeper into why he said that, it seemed too private too personal for the kind of friendly neighbor relationship we had."Fuck I've got to piss, you mind," he said standing up in the grass strip by the sidewalk."Ah no," I said stepping back unclear what he was going to do.I looked around, the park was mostly deserted this time on a Saturday morning. He held the door of his SUV open and turned to face it. I caught the briefest glimpse of his semi-hard cock as he pulled it out and tucked it and his large blond hair-covered balls under his waistband. I felt awkward though I desperately wanted to watch, so I turned away as I heard a stream of piss hit the soft grass. I acted like a lookout for him, all the while listening to that steady stream and wishing I was brave enough to turn and look at the source. I did manage to catch another brief glimpse just as he tucked it back inside his shorts, a bit of leftover piss seeping into the yellow fabric near the head.He sat back down his feet up on the door frame, the smell of his piss rising on arcs of steam from the wet patch on the ground. I stood there not sure what to say.He seemed to crumple, his head in his hands, his shoulders drooping. "I think she really means it this time," he said through broken sobs.My heart went out to the poor guy. "It's going to be ok," I said though I wasn't at all sure that was or would be the case. He sniffed and looked up at me."You have someplace to go? You cannot keep sleeping in your car" I said."No, I can't afford a hotel room, all I've got is right here," he said looking at the beat-up SUV, his boxes of tools in the back, his clothes, and other few worldly possessions strewn around him.I then said something I immediately regretted. "Why don't you come to stay at my place," I said.He perked up sniffing back a tear. He looked like a dog at the pound who'd just been adopted."Just till you get back on your feet" I qualified the invitation. Did I really want this nearly destitute man living on my sofa indefinitely? I had a thing for lost causes and broken things. I had the hardest time parting with broken dishes. I'd feed a stray cat or nurse an injured bird. One day it was going to get me in trouble."You serious?" He said. This was the longest conversation we'd ever had and now I was inviting him to live with me. I couldn't back out now."Of course, I hate to see you pissing in the park and sleeping in your car," I said though I wouldn't have minded catching him doing the former. He pulled on a shirt and his shoes."We may want to bring along your tools, someone is liable to break in and steal them" I suggested going around to the back and opening the hatchback. I took one of the heavy toolboxes and he grabbed the other. He worked on boats, rebuilding motors, and repairing mechanical parts. These tools were his life and the only chance of him getting back on his feet."Thank you so much, you have no idea what this means to me," he said shoving clothes into a plastic shopping bag and tucking it under his arm. He closed up the car and followed me back to my house. His girlfriend would be at work at the local hospital by now so there hopefully wouldn't be any drama returning."You can just put that over there for now, I'm sorry all I have is the sofa to sleep on. If that's not comfortable I can get an inflatable bed for you." I said."This should be fine! Thanks!" He said looking like he'd won the lottery."I'll get us some breakfast, you ok with bacon and eggs," I said."Yes, that sounds great," he said.It had been a while since I'd had a partner or a roommate so having someone to share breakfast with was a nice change. While I enjoyed living alone and being able to do whatever I wanted whenever I wanted, I did miss sharing a meal and the day-to-day interactions of living with someone."Mind if I grab a shower, I don't want to get your furniture all dirty." He asked. I'd noticed the bit of motor oil on his arms and the dirt on his face and in his hair but hadn't said anything. He must have just come from work last night."Sure let me show you where it is," I said."These houses are all the same, if it's like our place I know where to go," he said getting up and pulling off his shirt as he climbed the stairs.I heard the shower start as it was just above the kitchen. The image of him naked just above me flashed into my head. I pictured the water flowing down his body washing away the grime. I pictured him soaping up his crotch and tugging on his cock as it grew in his hand. The smell of burning eggs brought me out of my daydream. I looked down to see my sweatpants tenting out in front of me. I wished I'd worn at least some underwear today.I heard the shower shut off and tried to busy myself to distract attention away from my dick."Hey," I heard from upstairs. I went to the bottom of the stairs and looked up."What's up?" I asked."Um, where do you keep the towels?" he asked."Oh shit, sorry I just did a load of laundry, they are still in the dryer. Let me grab you one" I said."Thanks!" He said from behind the bathroom door.I ran down to the basement and pulled a towel from the dryer.I knocked on the bathroom door."You can come in, I don't want to drip water everywhere," he said.My heart pounded inside my chest as I pushed open the door and stepped inside. Evan was standing in the shower drip drying. The glass door was open. I held out the towel for him trying not to stare at his naked body but my eyes were naturally drawn down his chest, across a smattering of blond chest hair to the cut of his abs to his outie belly button. A drop of water, glassy and bright, defied gravity and hung suspended from the end of his cock. It took all of my willpower to resist the urge to drop to my knees and rest that drop on the tip of my tongue.Evan coughed softly, and I realized I hadn't let go of the towel I was holding out for him. I quickly let go blushing my embarrassment at getting carried away. He smiled and looked down as he took the towel. I followed his gaze to my distended sweatpants and turned away from him. Precum was already seeping from my hard cock creating a dark patch on the light gray material"Thanks," he said as I strode out of the bathroom without turning back."Breakfast is ready," I said in a shaky voice over my shoulder as I descended the stairs."I'll be right down," Evan said.I dished up eggs and placed strips of bacon on each plate feeling my hand shaking. I had tried to tuck my dick down and clean up the wet spot with little success in either endeavor.When I looked up there was Evan with just a towel wrapped around his midsection."Smells great," he said pulling up a stool at the countertop and sitting down. His hair was still damp and there was a patch of water droplets on his shoulder that he'd missed while drying off. I gulped and turned to the coffee pot, filling a couple of mugs. I put cream and sugar on the island and took the stool next to him tucking my unruly cock between my crossed legs.We ate in mostly silence with me stealing glances down his body to the clear bulge of his cock and balls pressing into the terrycloth."She was pissed that I didn't get home in time to look after Alice before her shift," he said."Alice is your daughter?" I asked. I didn't even know he had a daughter."She means the world to me. What am I going to do?" he said resting his head in his hands."Give her some space, maybe you can work things out. She can't keep you from seeing your daughter" I said."I just got so focused on work I didn't realize how late it was," he said."She kicked you out for that?" I asked."I guess it was just the last straw. I know I'm not easy to live with. I can't sit still for more than a minute and that drives her crazy" he said, and as if to illustrate his point, his leg began to bounce up and down from its resting place on the bottom rung of the stool making the towel vibrate. The knot at his waist loosened and slipped letting the towel fall open. I was treated to another quick view of his plump cock while he stood and retied the towel around his waist."I'd better go get dressed," he said apologetically."It's ok, no big deal," I said as my cock pressed against my leg trying to escape.He sat back down and finished his breakfast washing it down with his black coffee. He held the towel with one hand this time to prevent it from shaking loose again. After breakfast, he went back upstairs and got dressed."So what are your plans for the day?" I asked when he returned fully dressed in the same shorts he'd been wearing and a tank top that was cut low down the sides. His strong pecs and abs were visible each time he moved and the material bowed out."I don't know, I have to go back to the boat I'm working on at some point," he said, "what about you?""I've got to work on someprojects around the house," I said"Need some help?" He said. I was hoping he'd go to the boat so I could give my balls from relief."Sure, that would be great, I need to replace some rotting boards on the deck and I could use a hand with that," I said.We grabbed some tools and I showed him the way up to the deck off the back of the house. As we worked the day warmed up considerably till I was sweating and my shirt clung to my chest. Dark patches appeared on my sweats not from precum this time. I'd finally managed to get my dick mostly in check as we focused on the work.During a break, he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it on a nearby chair. His back glistened with sweat. Each muscle group pulled and flexed as he moved a board into place and secured it with screws. I caught myself looking down the gap in his shorts to see the sweaty blond hairs filling in his crack. He also had a wet spot on his shorts that ran the length of his crack. I wanted to pull those shorts down and lick that sweaty hair and drill his tight pucker with my tongue."Got a mind of its own huh," Evan said looking back at me. I didn't know what he meant till I looked down and realized I'd gotten hard again."Oh shit, sorry," I said trying my best to tuck it away."Shit, I'm set to explode myself, Cassy and I haven't had sex since Alice was born." He admitted."Really! How old is she?" I asked."18 months," he said."Fuck that's a long time to go without," I said."I know, my only companion is my right hand," he said making a jerking-off gesture."That's a shame, a stud like you could get it anytime you want," I said."Oh I'm not all that," he said blushing."Seriously! You are in amazing shape. I know plenty of girls and guys who'd kill to get with someone like you" I said thinking, I'm one of them."Really? I've only ever been with Cassy. We met in high school" he said.I pictured what Evan might have looked like back in high school. A few years younger without the beard or the rippling body. I decided I preferred this version.There was a lull in the conversation as we got back to work. I tried to ignore my boner as I felt it brush my leg periodically. Nothing I did seemed to make it go down. Evan looked at it occasionally and smirked. It may have just been my imagination or wishful thinking but I thought the bulge in his shorts had gotten bigger."You seeing anyone?" he asked a few minutes later."I'm also currently in a dry spell," I said."What's it like?" He asked shyly a few minutes later."What's what like?" I asked not following his thoughts."Being with a guy" he finally said after several starts and stops. It was a hard question to answer. I wondered how he would have answered if I'd asked him the same question about women."I don't know. Something about two men fucking that is so animal so primal." I said."Are you the girl or the guy?" He said and I was shocked at the question. He was clearly ignorant of gay culture."You mean am I a top or a bottom?" I clarified finding it hard to keep some annoyance at his ignorance from creeping into my voice."Sorry, I didn't mean to pry," he said picking up on my slight annoyance at the insinuation I was a girl. I've never been into feminine guys, give me a butch bear or leather daddy any day."It's ok, the question just surprised me that's all. I mostly top, but occasionally for the right guy I'll bottom" I said"Oh, I've never known a gay guy before. I grew up in a very conservative state" he said."I'm sure there were gay guys there, they just probably hid it well," I said."Yeah, you're probably right," he said.We finished up the deck and headed back inside to cool off and grab some lunch."I'd better work some more on the boat," he said after lunch."Ok," I said as my dick twitched again in anticipation of finally getting some relief once we had some privacy.He got his tools together and headed for the door."Here," I said handing him a spare key. "This way you can come and go anytime without disturbing me if it's late""Thank you so much for everything," he said setting the toolboxes down and grabbing me around the waist. He pulled me into a hug resting his bearded chin on my shoulder. My dick inadvertently pressed into his crotch as he hugged me right. His body convulsed as I held him. Was he crying? He sniffed back tears as he let go and wiped his eyes and nose on his dirty tank top.He turned and walked out carrying his tools with him. I stood by the door watching him go thinking what had I gotten myself into.I found his bag of dirty clothes and decided to run a load of laundry. As I took each article from the bag I was overwhelmed by his musk permeating them. I got to a pair of his briefs and took a whiff. I could smell his cock and balls on the pouch. There was a bit of something crusty on them. I realized he must have cum on them at some point. I imagined him in his car last night jerking off into his underwear before falling asleep. I sniffed the crusty patch and stuck out my tongue. Sure enough, it had a salty bitter taste. My cock was rock hard and making more stains in my sweats. I pushed them down and let them drop to the floor. I grabbed hold of my dick and stroked it while I licked and sucked the material rehydrating his cum. I imagined I was sucking his cock and tasting the precum directly from its source. I could smell his crotch and balls and imagined I was licking them. "Oh fuck" I cried as my load dripped down the side of the washing machine. It was one of the biggest load
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