Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Blue Eyes -- Chapter 3

Derek

He went to the door as he tried to know who is behind it. The dim-lighted-bulb the side of his door gave the guy’s face a few light. From the transparent glass window he sees a good looking man. “God, He is hot!” his unconscious emotion reacted.

He was snapped by another door bell before he finally asks,

“Do I know you?”
A masculine voice replied: “It’s Derek”
Thinking about what happened last night, he thought of letting him enter his apartment. He finally opens the door. A 5 feet 10 inches masculine man to his surprised stood after him. Despite the darkness brought up by the sky that starts to darken, he sees this guy is delicious.

“Hey, aren’t you gonna lemme in?”
“OH, I’m so sorry, get in”
“I was only kidding, I won’t stay here for long. I came back to get my phone so you can get yours too. I guess we had a little twist here.”
“Ehh, I also plan to go to your place to get mine. Thanks for coming. You saved my gas”

Derek smiled after hearing him crack a humorous joke. But to his mind it was lame, boring like the comics of the 70’s. Too old yet, unforgotten. But because he was educated well, he won’t let someone feel bad about trying to please him. And thanks to his education, everything flows smoothly.

Derek handed over George’s phone to him and vice versa. It was when George remembers about Marlon.

“Oops, Marlon is on the line, I’m sorry, I almost forgot to tell you. I guess you have to talk to him. Ill give you time.”

From standing, Derek made himself comfortable by sitting on one of George’s lousy couch. From the lime green pseudo-leather cover to its hard-as-rock sheets, Derek decided to just stand up and feel more comfortable.

It’s a humiliating scene for George that a hot guy like Derek is on his apartment that looks like it was freshly tormented by a disastrous whirlwind. And he was only wearing his blue boxer shorts which mean he hadn’t taken a shower from last night. But he was proud to display his bulge on his crotch. “Not everybody is gifted with my size”, He said. “And he should be really grateful; he was one among those few chosen to taste mine.”

He looked at Derek talking to Marlon. His curves are to die for. His chest is just right for a tall man like him. His green baby tees compliments his skin and added more luster to its fine firm arms.

And that’s when Derek turned his back. He was aware that George is feeding his eyes with the good sight and now its time for him to make him drool over the things he can’t have.

George, on the other side of the house, was lurking on the sexiest butt he had ever seen. Well, maybe because he is a type who is easily pleased by simple things. And that gives him that personality of getting a hard on that easy. Derek was chuckling over the phone while his bubble butt was touching the wall, as if it was bumping on George’s front. George suddenly imagines his manhood inside his hot tight hole. The warm feeling of his ass made him close his eyes and relate to what he has in his mind. Then he starts feeling something on this crotch. Someone down there is MAD.

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