Date: Sun, 4 Oct 2020 07:06:47 +0000 (UTC)
From: corpusdawg88@aim.com
Subject: The Fall of the Parker Bros. Part One

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College was expensive.

I mean I know that isn't a huge revelation or anything, but I did not
expect my scholarship to dry up so fucking fast. I was on a full ride for
Lacrosse but it barely paid for tuition and books. Food and lodging was
definitely not covered. A couple of the other guys on the team were in the
same boat so we decided to look for a place we could all share. It didn't
help that everything around Dallas was like three times the cost of normal
places. We searched all over and finally one of the guy's dad had a rental
property he was willing to rent to us, as long as we kept in shape. It
needed some work and six athletic guys had more than enough time to fix it
up.

It was a nice house in the middle of suburban Richardson, a pretty
expensive place outside of the city proper. As we drove up tot he place
there were kids on lawns, dads moving shit...I mean it was right out of an
old TV show or something. There was no way we could turn this into a party
house, well not a real one. As we moved our stuff in we scoped out the
place, wondering how much trouble we could get into before the neighbors
called the cops on us.

There were three bedrooms which meant two guys to a room. No one really
minded because we were al a little homey-sexual.

Don't know what that means? Let me explain.

We all got a little handsy when we got fucked up. I mean we weren't gay or
anything, but we were college athletes with bodies to prove it. We knew
what a good looking guy was and when we got high or drunk, we got a little
gay. Again, nothing serious, some sloppy kissed, a handy or at the most a
bj, but that was about it. Gay chicken was an Olympic sport for us and
everyone thought it was funny.

I wasn't gay, but I was sure in the fuck bi. I liked fooling around with
the guys but I never pushed it because the only reason everyone was cool
messing around was that no one thought anyone was serious about it. I was a
little serious about it. But you don't shit where you sleep so in my mind,
my roommates were off limits and that was that.

We were about done emotying the moving truck when three guys walked up on
us.

Wait, let me rephrase that.

Three fucking studs walked up on us.

There were brothers, that much was evident but the striking features and
varying shades of blond hair they had. The oldest was built like a shit
house, real bulky, football type guy and super A&F vibes. The middle was
skinny but you could see he had some meat on him, of the three he was the
least attractive and let me tell you, he could still get pussy by simply
smiling. It was the youngest one that broke everything though.

He looked 17, 18ish, bright blond hair, shaggy like a surfers, blue eyes,
and a body that looked like an action figure. This kid was like sex in
Converse and I don't think he had any clue about it.

"Sup?" the oldest one said, giving me the all knowing bro nod.

"Hey man," I said holding my hand out.

 "You guys moving in?"

A couple of the guys stopped and waved and I nodded, "Yeah, we all play
lacrosse at UH, you?"

"I'm John, this is Eli and that's Sammy."

Eli nodded and Sammy tried to do the same but it just looked like a puppy
imitating the older dogs.

"We live over there," he pointed to a huge house at the end of the block,
"I play football at UH and Eli is soccer."

"I'm baseball!" Sammy volunteered, and he looked like it.

Baseball guys were hot, like super hot. They had these savage upper bodies,
no fat, great legs from all the running. They were just all around sex
packages in my mind and Sammy looked the type.

"So the jock brothers?" I joked.

"Parker," John said smiling, "Welcome to the neighborhood."

"Glad to meet you guys, so is it as strict as it looks?"

Eli nodded, "Yeah, my mom is already on the phone with the other hens,
complaining about the neighborhood going to hell."

"Damn, that was fast!"

John shook his head, "Look bro, it's cool around here. But trust me, these
assholes are looking for a reason to boot you guys and you've been here
like five minutes. Just keep your head down and let them get used to you
and trust me, they'll learn to deal."

"That's good advice man, thanks."

"Well, we saw guys who were under thirty in the neighborhood and wanted to
check it out."

"Cool, you guys are welcome to hang whenever you want. There will always be
beer and someone will be playing COD in one of the rooms."

"You guys game?" Sammy asked.

"COD, Fortnite, a couple of the guys play Overwatch, least they used
to. Yeah we game it up some nights."

John laughed, "Well you just ensured this one will be on your couch every
day."

"These guys won't play anything with me!" Sammy complained, "They say games
are for kids."

"Well then this is a whole house of 20 something year old kids."

His face lit up and I swear I felt my cock twitch in response.

"Well cool man, you guys need any help with the boxes?" Eli offered.

It was a good play, he could see there were like two boxes lef tin the
truck they timed their arrival to make sure they could offer and not get
hooked in to heavy labor.

"Nah we got it, but if you guys wanna hang later, we're gonna have some
brews as a housewarming party and I think they wanna Madden tonight."

John's eyebrows raised, "I could do some Madden."

"I thought games were for kids!" Sammy teased.

"They are, but football is different."

Sammy rolled his eyes and we all laughed.

"We should have shit hooked u by 6ish, come by then, we'll be ordering
pizza too."

"Sweet," John said holding his fist out for a bump, "I'll see if we can
score some beers to pitch in."

I bumped him back and the all turned to leave. I tried not to stare at
their fucking perfect asses through their shorts, but I failed that pretty
bad.

"What was that? Church of Zoolander recruiting?"

I shook my head as I watched them, "No, are new neighbors."

"Cool, you wanna help me with these last boxes?"

I shook myself out of my fever dream and nodded, "Let's get em!"

I pushed the Parker brothers out of my head for now, I needed to unpack a
house first.