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New Neighbor Joe, Part 3 It was 9 AM and the sun was already blazing hot. I usually started my jog/walk earlier, mainly to avoid the sun but I’d gotten a late start this morning. It was, of course, Jeff’s fault.  I awoke at my usual time, around 6:30. I love this time of day, even more that sunset and dusk. New beginnings, etc., plus, the light is soft not stark like bright sunshine. I rolled over on my right side and faced my beautiful partner, Jeff. He was still sound asleep. I loved being able to watch him sleep and not be self conscious for staring at him. I reached out and softly caressed his cheek, the stubble raspy against my finger tips. His lips were parted slightly and I placed the tip of one finger gently inside. Within seconds, his lips closed around my finger, sucking and licking my probing finger. His beautiful blue eyes opened and he smiled. When Jeff smiles at me, I still get a tingle in my crotch and this morning was no exception. As he sucked my finger, my other hand
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New Neighbor Joe, Part 2 “Hey!” a deep voice said, startling me. I was kneeling by one of the in-ground sprinkler heads, working on fixing a small leak. Sweat and mud streaked my arms and legs. I’d probably gotten some on my face, too. I looked over my shoulder and saw the new neighbor about 6 feet away, in only his gym shorts. The first thing I thought was, wow, look at those hairy legs! A big grin spread across his face and he stuck out his hand. “Hey back at you,” I replied. “My name’s Joe. I live across the street. We just moved in.” I grasped his hand and shook it firmly. “Welcome to the neighborhood, Joe,” I answered, pretending that I didn’t know who he was. “I hear you’re also a first responder. What city are you with?” he asked. “Miami-Dade, down in Homestead, close to Everglades National Park. My partner is also stationed there.” I said. “Oh, cool. I’m with Pompano Beach. Nice group. I like it so far. So, yeah, my wife said she heard you guys wer
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New Neighbor Joe  “Hey babe, what are you doing?” Jeff asked me. I was standing, naked, in front of our large window that faced the road and the house across the street. My right hand held my cock and my left hand held a pair of binoculars. “Babe, check this out! The new guy across the street is working out in his garage,” I replied. I knew the Venetian blinds and the sun’s glare made the window glass a one-way view. We could see out but during the day, no one could see in. “Lemme see. Give me the binoculars, please,” Jeff said. He was standing behind me, his naked body pressed against mine. The soft warm tube of his dick nestled perfectly along my butt crack. “Fuck, the new guy is super hot! This is the first time I’ve seen him without a shirt. And I love the shorts, too!” Jeff grunted. The “new guy” was a firefighter, like us, but with a different city. He and his wife and two kids had moved in a couple weeks ago. He looked to be about 30 or so, around 6’ w
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Jeff's Cousin Jason Jason OK, so I just got home from the airport. I’m still trying to figure out what the hell happened the last few days. So, let me go back and start at the beginning. Wednesday night. Jason, Jeff’s 24 year old cousin, was here from Colorado, visiting. I’d met Jason a couple times when Jeff and I went to visit Jeff’s sister in Denver. I thought he was a nice enough guy but we’d never had a chance to really get to know each other. I was pleasantly surprised when he came walking to the baggage claim area. He was slightly taller than me, just like Jeff, and had been working out since the last time I saw him. The t-shirt he was wearing accented his muscled pecs and his erect nipples pushed out the cotton fabric. A pair of cargo shorts and sandals completed his outfit. His big grin reminded me of a younger Jeff. Uh oh, I thought, this could be trouble. As soon as we got to the house and dropped off his bags, he asked if it was all right if he went o
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Moonlight in the Bahamas Beautiful Eleuthera The day started hot and humid. No clouds, and the sky was a pale blue color. Jeff and I sat on the dive platform of the boat we had chartered to go scuba diving. This was a long overdue vacation to Eleuthera, in the Bahamas. One of our favorite spots to visit. We’d been coming here for years, mainly because the diving was so beautiful and relaxing. Underwater. Jeff on the right. “Go ahead, babe. You go first. I’ll be right behind,” I said. Jeff checked his mask and slipped smoothly into the water and gave a thumbs up and began his descent. I followed him and began my dive, too. The depth was an easy 40’ with no current and unlimited visibility. This was to be an anchor dive so we decided to stay relatively close to the boat. Pink sand beach! The reef was majestic, rising maybe 25’, with small tunnels filled with all kinds of colorful fish. We descended to the bottom, kneeling in the sand and just taking in