Date: Thu, 17 Jun 2010 09:42:50 -0700 (PDT) From: Kyle Peters Subject: Next Door Nathan, Part Two All of the characters in this story are imaginary. I watched him as he watched me, my arms and legs still stretched out in all directions. He opened his window and rested his elbows on the sill. His light blue tank top contrasted nicely with his tanned shoulders. His nearly shoulder-length brown hair danced in the cool afternoon breeze. I guessed he was a few years older than I and imagined that he might be attending the local college. I wondered why I had not seen him before. Having been on the swim team last year, I was still in the habit of shaving everywhere ... well, almost everywhere. My legs, armpits, and of course my chest, were completely smooth. I kept my pubes nicely trimmed. My sandy blond hair used to be short, but was now almost as long as his. That guy sure did like the view! I worked out and my weights and bench were right there on the patio, also in plain sight of his window. I wonder if he had been watching me when I had been working out earlier. After school, I usually lift weights, then strip off my shorts and sneakers, go for a quick skinny dip, and lie in the sun to dry off and work on my tan. Maybe he saw everything, I don't know. Well, I was dry now. He and I were still grinning at each other. After a long awkward pause, my grin faded and bit my lower lip. I was getting hard again and my shallow excited breathing made my chest puff in and out. He lost his grin as well, looked at my house, and then back at me. Very slowly and ever so slightly, I shook my head no to indicate that no one else was home. He disappeared from the window. Where did he go? Was he coming over? Were we communicating that well? Gosh, I could have been saying, "No, don't come over," by shaking my head. What if he really was coming over? I thought about jumping back into the pool. But for some reason, I just lay there on the chaise lounge, naked, my arms and legs still spread out, waiting. Waiting for this ... stranger ... to come to me ... and do what? A jolt of euphoria shot through my loins as I anticipated the unknown. The warm summer air smelled strangely sweet. Those were our confederate jasmine bushes. I breathed deep. Nice. My heart stopped when I heard the gate latch click at the side of the house. My breathing grew tremulous once again. Footsteps ... closer ... and closer. My eyes were closed. I dared not open them. In fact, I couldn't have moved a muscle if I'd wanted to. He was standing over me now in what was the longest moment of my life. Could this be happening? Was I dreaming? Then I heard a soft whisper ask, "Are we alone?" My grin ever so slightly returned as I slowly nodded yes. Electricity shot through my body as I felt his fingertips touch my abdomen. I opened my eyes. He smiled and said, "I'm Nathan." Definitely ... to be continued. Sorry each part is so short, but eventually it will be a long story. Thanks for all the great ideas. Email me at kylepeters1988@yahoo.com if you have any more suggestions for future parts.