Date: Tue, 8 Jan 2019 19:05:49 +0000 (UTC)
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Watching the New Neighbor

This little tale is based off a recent experience I had. This hot furry
guy moved in next door and has yet to put up curtains. So I can see
everything. Including when he jerks off on his bedroom that faces
mine. It is a mostly true tale based off one day he saw me looking,and
invited me over for a hot suck and fuck. Now it hasn't happened again
since then, and he has finally put up curtains.

This is a true story of an incident that happened to me. Although I don't
know if he is gay, straight or what as I was the one getting slammed. So
I will not presume he is, or that this will happen again.
And I have added more fiction to it to make it hotter. Which includes his
hot roomate too.
But here is to you James...
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Watching the New Neighbor

I couldn't believe someone was finally moving in next door. The place had
been empty for near a year. But I wasn't much surprised it had taken so
long. The place was a wreck, and needed much rehabilitation
I remember the nice older guy that used to live there. I believe his name
was Mark or something like that. He was very friendly to me always. But
he seemed to talk way too much when we were outside at the same time. But
I figured it was because he was alone. His son had moved out a few years
ago, and it was just him and that big house.

"Wade is doing real well" he had told me the last time I saw him

Wade was his son. He was an attractive young guy that from what Mark had
said had a great paying job and was able to buy his own place. But after
he moved out, he didn't come around as much.
Then as our last conversation went, mark told me he was planning in
fixing up the place so he could sell it. He wanted to get a camper and
just travel the country.

"Will do what I can myself" he said
"But this place needs a new kitchen and bath"
"But it's paid off. So whatever I get is mine"

It was nice to see he wanted to finally move on with his life. His son
was out and making his own and I knew from earlier conversations with him
his wife passed away many years back when Wade was a kid.
Mark was trying to date again. I had seen a woman come into his place a
few times. So I guessed he was indeed moving forward.

"Try not to fall Mark!" I heard the woman say one day

There was Mark, up on a ladder, trimming uo the bug oak in his back yard.
I looked at the way the ladder was seemingly barely holding agaisnt the
tree as he moved around on it.

"Yeah man. Don't fall" I said to myself.
"Cuz then she will be running over here for help"

And I couldn't see myself getting this man up. Mark was a very overweight
man.  And seeing him uo in that ladder was scary in itself.  But to try
and pick his big ass up from a big fall would be a task.

And I figured it was his weight that eventually killed him.

I hadn't seen him in many weeks after our last conversation. And I had
all but forgotten he was there as my own life moved on around me. But it
was pretty uite after many weeks of his chainsaw, blower, lawn mower
working outside. I had surmised he had moved onto the inside to do
things.
Then as I got home one day.I went out front to get my mail and I saw the
elderly couple that lived down the street walking by. Bonnie and Tom were
a nice pair. Always telling me my gardens looked nice.

"Hey there neighbor" he had said to me as he saw me
"Hi Tom, Bonnie"
"How are you two doing today?"

Tom said they were both well. Just on there evening walk that they took
every day. But that's when Tom decided to tell me about Mark.
That's when he told me of how he died while working in his house. He said
he had had a severe heart attack and was rushed to the hospital, where he
was pronounced dead.

"Ohh my gosh!" I gasped
"How terrible. He was such a nice guy"
"His girlfriend is very distraught from what his son says" Tom then added
"She was there when it happened"

I left the two feeling aweful. I didn't mind talking to Mark, but then
thought I was a terrible neighbor to him. I should hev been more cordial
with him. Not just the brief encounters and such. But it was too late.

The next few months I had seen his son Wade come by on and off. I guess
the house was his now as he was the only heir. I know it was paid off as
they had lived there for many years from my last few conversations with
the man who passed. So it was now uo to him to get out cleaned out and
sold. But I knew that it was still a big mess. In completed tasks and
such.
Wade ended up selling it 'as is' because there was just soo much work to
be done on it. But I spfugured he didn't want to have the headache of it
all.

"Looks like the place sold" I said as I looked out one day
"The sign is gone"

And then there were crews some weeks after that were coming in to fix the
place. I had on occasion saw a bearded guy come in and out of the house.
But didn't know if he was the knew owner or not.
He was not a bad looking guy at that. Average height of about 5'9" or so
and of average build. But he did have nice legs as I saw him come by one
day him shorts.

"Hmmm. Nice furry legs" I said

The shorts were baggy so I could not see anything other than his calves
and his butt, which wasn't bad in them. But I still wasn't sure who he
was.
Then s weeks passed and the workers were in and out if the place more and
more, I didn't see the bearded guy again. So then I figured he was not
the owner.
Then the construction stopped and the crews were gone. And for almost
 week later I saw no one around the place.

"Hmmm. Maybe the house is getting flipped" I said
"But it cheap and resell after the work is done"

But then I was out in the front mowing the lawn when I saw the moving
truck come in. It parked there in front of the house and they were
pulling stuff out of it.  I saw a very big TV being carried in.
Then I saw that guy again. The bearded guy. He came out of the house and
was directing the movers. He was wearing tan pants that were much nicer
in his assthan those ashorts had been. Snug fitting on his big butt. He
turned and saw me, they waved. That's when I was able to see his crotch.
It was a nice average looking lump in the lucky pants. I felt my dick
tingle in my own pants.

"So he is my neighbor" I said to myself
"Not bad"

Then the guy came over and introduced himself. The new neighbors name was
James. We shook and I glanced at his while body as I shook his hand. A
fast sweep over it.
His shirt pulled up slighlty as he had reached out to offer his hand. I
could see the beginnings of a furry forearms. He smiled as we spoke for a
moment. Then I said I had to get back to the lawn.

"Have a good day neighbor" he said
"Welcome to the neighborhood, James" I said back

Then he turned and went back to the house and the movers. I stared at his
beefy butt in those pants again. Smiling as it moved in them.

"Yup. Welcome James I said again.

Then I turned the mover back okn and went back to work ........
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To be continued