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| Tiago |
“Hello! My
name is Juliana and we’re going to be your new neighbors!”
The five year-old girl gave me a Tupperware box.
“Thank you, Juliana. My name is Ian.”
“They’re coxinhas, a Brazilian snack. There’s chicken in it and it contains gluten”, the mother said. She was an overweight woman with curly blond hair. She wore a white dress with a pattern that only emphasized her full figure.
“It looks very good!”, which it absolutely did.
“I’m Peggy”, she shook my hand, “and this is my husband Tiago”.
“The Brazilian”, he smiled as he shook my hand next. Even in those few words his accent was obvious.
I had noticed the U-HAUL coming in yesterday. The large white house across the street had finally sold. Because of the angle I couldn’t get a good look at who was moving in. But today, a day later, I had seen the whole family walk to the five closest houses around them with a little red cart with Tupperware boxes. I had seen Juliana trying to pull the cart by herself, but her Dad saw that she needed help. The Dad was a built guy, who had looked attractive from across the street. But now that he was at my door, I could only confirm it. When he had taken off his sunglasses, I was met with a set of green eyes that shortly took my breath away. His brown hair was cut short and his face shaven smooth. His broad shoulders and muscular arms were quite the sight in his loose grey tanktop. His smile lit up his face almost as much as his eyes did.
For a second it was an odd sight, to see a heavy-set woman with this classically good-looking muscle man. But he put his arm around her as they stood there, and you could tell they were in love. As an overweight man myself, I hoped I could find a man like that someday soon.
“Welcome to Grant Avenue”, I said. “If you need anything, I work from home, so I’m here a lot. Just give me a knock”.
“Thank you so much”, Peggy said.
“Bye Mr Ian!”, Juliana waved, as she got ready to pull the cart with now only two boxes left to the other neighboring houses.
“Bye Juliana!”
The snacks were delicious. They were like fried balls of cheese and chicken. I had finished the whole box the same day.
A few days later, I was working and I heard laughter from outside. I got up and looked outside. It was Tiago and Juliana playing with a garden sprinkler on their front lawn. It had been a hot few days in Wheeling, West Virginia. Today it was about 93 degrees (34 Celsius), and the sprinkler looked very refreshing. Tiago was wearing almost a Speedo-type black bathing suit. And he looked superhot. I was surprised anyone else was at home on a Wednesday, middle of the day. And then I had an idea. The Tupperware box. I hesitated for a minute, checked how I looked in the mirror, and went outside.
I was only doubting myself more as I got closer to the other side of the street.
“Hi Juliana! Hey Tiago”, I said.
They stopped horsing around and looked up. Tiago’s curves were shown beautifully in the swimsuit. This had already been worth it.
“Hello Mr Ian”, Juliana said.
“Hey”, Tiago smiled at me.
“I saw you both outside so I thought I’d return this”, I said and gave Tiago the box.
“Thank you”, he said. “Did you like?”
“Yes, it was great! Did you make it yourself?”
“Peggy make with Juliana”, he struggled with his English. “But is family recipe”, he said as he put his hand on his chest. I couldn’t resist to look at where his hand went and saw his hairy, defined pecs.
“My Mommy is a really good cook!”, Juliana piped up.
“She is!”, I agreed, “but I hear you helped her very well!”
Juliana nodded and smiled. She ran off to play with the sprinkler.
“If you like, you welcome to come for dinner? Sometimes?”
“Oh that sounds great!”
“You come tonight! I cook!”
His half-naked body came close to mine as he leaned over and patted me on the back.
“You have family? Wife?”
“No it’s just me, I’m afraid”, I smiled awkwardly.
“Is no problem. I make you nice dinner. Is almost just as good, no?”
I laughed, more out of courtesy than anything else.
“I’ll be there”, I said.
He winked at me, and suddenly I felt a cough coming up. I automatically looked
down to the ground to cough and only then I saw that the wet swimsuit clung to
Tiago’s body, outlining his dick. His thick cock was pointed right at me,
laying across his left thigh. It looked about seven inches, but it was mostly very
thick. It felt like this was only making me cough more. Tiago dropped the
Tupperware box and came close to check if I was all right.
“You OK?”
He slapped my back a few times and soon enough it was over. I stood up straight and Tiago looked me in the eyes. He was so close I could feel his breathing on my face.
“Better?”, he asked. He put his hand on my chest. I realized I had a full-blown boner in about a second. I was going commando in my shorts. I could only hope it wasn’t noticeable.
“Yes. Thank you.”
He smiled and stepped away. He patted me on the chest before he retracted his hand.
“Good.”
“So I’ll see you tonight.”
“Yes! See you tonight, Ian.”
I started to walk away and Tiago turned, bending over to pick up the Tupperware box. I quickly looked away, because I felt like I was about to cum right there. But the short look I got was enough for my fantasies for days to come.
When evening came, I realized I had a spring in my step. I picked out a nice shirt, white with a pattern of tiny blue anchors, and put on some cologne. I had some bottles of wine in my cabinet, and took the one that looked the nicest. I crossed the street and for some reason I felt a little nervous. I told myself I was being stupid, took a deep breath, and knocked.
I had a great night. The Ferri family had been so welcoming. Their home had looked like they had lived there for years, even though they had only moved in the weekend before. The food was delicious. Tiago and Peggy prepared it in the kitchen together. They had me sit out back at a table while they were cooking, Tiago coming outside often to talk to me and to check on Juliana, who was playing on a swing set in the yard. I drank a cold beer and chatted to Juliana a bit.
“Mr Ian? I would like another lemonade!”
“I’ll go and get it”, I offered.
I walked back in and saw Tiago and Peggy in the kitchen. His hand went down her back and squeezed her butt. She giggled.
“I’m trying to cook, babe”, she said.
He ignored her, turned slightly, practically dry humped her and kissed her neck.
“Uhh… should I come back later?”
“Oh my gosh, I’m so embarrassed”, Peggy said.
Tiago just laughed it off.
“One lemonade and one beer?”, he pointed at the empty glass and the empty bottle I was holding.
“Yes please”.
He squeezed my shoulder and took the glassware from me.
“I bring outside”, he said.
“OK”, I replied. “Try not to get distracted!”
They both laughed.
Over dinner, we talked about what we do. Peggy works in a daycare. Tiago was a police officer back in São Paulo, but last Monday, Wheeling Police Department had told him his English wasn’t good enough.
“I can help you with that”, I said.
“Can you really? We can’t afford a course right now, with the move and all”, Peggy said.
“Absolutely. I used to be a teacher.”
Tiago gasped and seemed so happy. He got up and reached across the table to grab my face and kiss me on the cheek.
“Thank you very much”, he said.
“I’d be happy to do it”, I smiled. “Come by tomorrow!”
“Do you like Mr Ian, papi?”, Juliana asked.
“I love Mr Ian!”, he replied. “He is my favorite new neighbor!”
“Mine too”, Juliana said quietly as she continued eating.
The next morning I was at work when there was a knock on my door. I knew it would be Tiago. I opened the door and there he was. Smiling, looking hot in a tight black T-shirt.
“Good morning!”, he said enthusiastically, before giving me a big hug.
“Come in”, I said. It had been the first time he set foot in my house, so I showed him around. He saw the papers next to my computer and asked me what I was working on.
“I used to be a teacher, like I said, but these days I make crossword puzzles.”
“Crossword? Is that… cross out words?”
He made a gesture like he was holding a pen and drawing a straight line.
“No, that’s a word search. Here, I’ll show you.”
“Ahh yes! I know this! Is hard to make, no?”
“It’s quite easy for me now, but I did it a lot”, I smiled. “I made all of these”. I showed him a puzzle book I did.
“Very good!”
We got started on the English. I still had some old books I used to teach kids from. The first few chapters we could skip, but soon enough he was actually learning things. I had him make some exercises at the kitchen table while I went back to work at my desk. Tiago was eager to learn and refused to stop for a break. All he wanted was more coffee.
By 2:00 PM he was finally agreeing to take a break.
“Come, let’s sit in the back yard”, I said.
He walked outside with me and the first thing he noticed was the Jacuzzi.
“You have bubble bath?”
“Yeah! It’s a Jacuzzi!”
“That is so nice!”
“You’re welcome to use it, if you want?”
“I can’t today. Promise to pick up Juliana soon. Can I come back tomorrow?”
“Of course!”
“I go to gym and to store in the morning, so I come later, OK? And I bring swimsuit!”
“Sounds good!”
We talked a little more about everything he had learned. I corrected him a few times and he immediately got embarrassed.
“I know, I just read! Now I use… I have to say correctly, too.”
“That’s just lots of practice. It’s OK to make mistakes.”
“Thank you”, he said as he gave me a hug again.
Soon after he had to leave.
Early in the afternoon the next day, Tiago was back. He was wearing a loose fitting grey tanktop, similar to the one he wore a few days ago, this time with a cartoon print. He wore black shorts and carried a gym bag.
“Hello again!”, he said, and he gave me a hug. He smelled more musky and sweaty. It was quite the turn-on. “I come… no. I came… straight from the gym.”
“Very good!”, I said.
“I… tho… thought?”
“Yeah…”
“I thought I could use the… Jacuzzi? Is nice for muscles.”
“It’s good for your muscles?”
“Yes!”
“Let’s go then”, I said.
I walked outside as Tiago followed me. I turned on the Jacuzzi and showed him how it worked. He loved it. He had put his gym bag on the ground so he bent over to open it. His ass was touching my leg, so I took a quick look. Tiago took out a large towel, which he hung on one of the chairs. He got out this green swimsuit, similar in style to the one he wore out on the lawn yesterday. Then I figured it would be weird if I would just stand around watching him change.
“I’ll go get changed into my own swimsuit, OK?”, I said.
“Yes!”, he said, as he pulled down his shorts. I saw perfect white briefs encasing his ass. I almost walked into the closed door as I tried to go inside, looking back at him.
When I came back, he was more than comfortable. His head was resting back and he had a big smile on his face.
“Is it good?”, I asked.
He looked up and giggled.
“Yes, is very good!”
“It’s very good.”
“Why you have big shorts?”
I looked down. He was making fun of my board shorts. Being a bigger guy, it’s the only swimwear I felt comfortable in.
“What else should I wear?”, I asked as I smiled at him.
He stood up. I gasped.
“Something like this! Looks nice and is comfortable!”
The green Speedo stuck to him like a second skin, outlining a beautiful cock. Again, it was pointing to his left, stretching out across his thigh. This made it very easy to see every last inch. He was clearly uncircumcised and at least a little bit excited. He pulled a little on the top of the swimsuit to show it off, causing his cock to move up and down a bit.
“I couldn’t wear a Speedo”, I said as I got in the Jacuzzi.
“Is sunga!”, he said as he sat back down.
“Sunga?”
“Yes, is Brazilian swimwear.”
“Well, I couldn’t wear that either.” I leaned back and relaxed. My heart was racing though I tried to make it unnoticeable.
“Why not?”
“I would feel self-conscious about my body.”
“Self-con…?”
“Insecure?”
“No, you have beautiful body, Ian! Nice and round. You know I like nice and round!”
He pushed my shoulder and laughed. I laughed along. Was he flirting with me?
“What woman do you like?”
I took a deep breath, looked at him and said it.
“I’m gay, actually.”
“Really?”, he smiled. “So you like this?” He flexed his bicep for me.
“Well, yeah… That looks really good”, I smiled. Was he taking this slightly too well?
He smiled at me.
“When I speak English good… No. When I speak English well, very well, I will work at police department and I will find you gay officer, yes?”
I laughed.
“Thank you, Tiago.”
He came over to my end of the Jacuzzi and he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
We talked some more about Wheeling and he told me more about where he was from and how he got to meet Peggy. Soon enough, Tiago decided it was time for his English lesson, so we got out. I made sure not to look at him as I knew that this time he would notice. But he surprised me by taking off his swimsuit before drying off and changing into the clothes he brought. He didn’t look at me once if I was checking him out, he seemed completely at ease with his own body. I was jealous of that. I took a few peeks while I dried myself off and I did see he must at least have been semi-hard the way his cock was hanging.
That afternoon I explained to him more chapters of the English book. I encouraged him to read and speak English as much as he could.
“Can I take the book?”
“Absolutely”, I said.
“I will bring it back”, he promised. I could tell he was trying to remember all that he had learned as he spoke.
“Whenever you’re done with it”, I replied. “If you have any questions, you know where to find me!”
He smiled.
“Thank you, Ian.”
“No problem!”
Again, I got a hug. He left with the book and his gym bag.
I didn’t see Tiago for two weeks until he unexpectedly knocked on my door on a
Friday afternoon.
“Thank you for lending me the book”, he said. I could still detect the accent but his language especially had improved so much.
“You sound so different!”, I said. “You must have studied so hard!”
“Yes, I studied very hard. I start with the police department on Monday.”
He smiled and raised his arms in the air. His white T-shirt was lifted, exposing a part of his hairy belly. I cheered with him until he came in for a hug.
“Congratulations!”
“Thank you so much, Ian. You really helped!”
He handed me back the book.
“Come in, I want to hear you speak more”, I said. “Do you want a beer?”
“Let’s go in the Jacuzzi!”, he said, “Because today is a good day!”
“Let’s do it!”, I said as I went to the kitchen first to grab us some beers. I opened the bottles and walked to the backyard. Tiago was already standing there buck naked, trying to turn the bubbles on. His nicely curved ass was slightly hairy. I couldn’t look away. He managed to turn the Jacuzzi on and got in. He saw I was standing behind him when he sat down and said, “Sorry, I didn’t bring the sunga”.
“That’s OK”, I said.
He laughed. He encouraged me to in naked as well and I obliged.
“See! You have a beautiful body!”, he said, making me blush.
We talked about how today had gone at the police department. They had said how impressed they were with his quick learning and how eager they were to get him to start Introduction after the weekend. I asked him how he managed it so quickly and he said he watched YouTube videos in English, and read Peggy’s books.
“She has Danielle Steel books. They were terrible. But I learned from them.”
I laughed.
We had had a few beers and suddenly we got silent.
Tiago looked at the trees and sighed.
“I am so happy I’m here”, he said. “Thank you so much for being the best neighbor.”
“It was my pleasure to help you out”, I said.
“Not everyone would have done what you did”, he said as he looked at me. His green eyes gave me butterflies. “You are a beautiful man.”
He was definitely flirting now as neither of us looked away. He came over to me and I knew he was about to kiss me. I let it happen. His kiss was passionate. His hands went from my neck to my chest. I got a full-blown erection.
“Get up”, he suddenly said.
I obeyed and stood up.
“Show me your ass.”
I turned around. He put his hands on my ass and played with my big ass cheeks, making them jiggle.
“Your butt is so big”, he said, “I love it.”
I didn’t know what to do, so I just stood there. From the sound the water made, I could tell he was now getting up. I wanted to turn around to face him, but he held on to my hips to stop me. He kissed my butt, then my shoulder, and my neck.
“Can I fuck you?”
His boner felt warm against my ass.
“But… Peggy…”
“It’s just sex”, he said matter-of-factly.
Before I knew it, his thick cock was going in.
“Your cock is already rock-hard!”, I said incredulously.
“I’m Brazilian. I’m always hard. Unggh!”
He moaned as his cock went all the way in. It had been a while since I had last been fucked and I absolutely loved it. He pushed me forward and I leaned on the side of the Jacuzzi so my ass would stick out further. His slow thrusts got faster and faster and my cock got harder and harder all by itself. Tiago got more and more aggressive, his hips slapping my ass louder and louder.
“Where do you want my cum?”, he suddenly asked.
“I… I…”, I didn’t know what to say. I was so turned on I couldn’t really think.
I was clearly taking too long to answer as Tiago pulled out of me, made me turn around and then sit down in the Jacuzzi. I finally got to see his cock. It had a curve to his left and foreskin covered part of the head, even when it was hard.
“Open your mouth”, he said. I obeyed.
He ended up cumming all over my face as his moans got loud. I sucked some of the leftover cum off his cockhead. He smiled.
“Now we’re even”, he said.
THE END
The five year-old girl gave me a Tupperware box.
“Thank you, Juliana. My name is Ian.”
“They’re coxinhas, a Brazilian snack. There’s chicken in it and it contains gluten”, the mother said. She was an overweight woman with curly blond hair. She wore a white dress with a pattern that only emphasized her full figure.
“It looks very good!”, which it absolutely did.
“I’m Peggy”, she shook my hand, “and this is my husband Tiago”.
“The Brazilian”, he smiled as he shook my hand next. Even in those few words his accent was obvious.
I had noticed the U-HAUL coming in yesterday. The large white house across the street had finally sold. Because of the angle I couldn’t get a good look at who was moving in. But today, a day later, I had seen the whole family walk to the five closest houses around them with a little red cart with Tupperware boxes. I had seen Juliana trying to pull the cart by herself, but her Dad saw that she needed help. The Dad was a built guy, who had looked attractive from across the street. But now that he was at my door, I could only confirm it. When he had taken off his sunglasses, I was met with a set of green eyes that shortly took my breath away. His brown hair was cut short and his face shaven smooth. His broad shoulders and muscular arms were quite the sight in his loose grey tanktop. His smile lit up his face almost as much as his eyes did.
For a second it was an odd sight, to see a heavy-set woman with this classically good-looking muscle man. But he put his arm around her as they stood there, and you could tell they were in love. As an overweight man myself, I hoped I could find a man like that someday soon.
“Welcome to Grant Avenue”, I said. “If you need anything, I work from home, so I’m here a lot. Just give me a knock”.
“Thank you so much”, Peggy said.
“Bye Mr Ian!”, Juliana waved, as she got ready to pull the cart with now only two boxes left to the other neighboring houses.
“Bye Juliana!”
The snacks were delicious. They were like fried balls of cheese and chicken. I had finished the whole box the same day.
A few days later, I was working and I heard laughter from outside. I got up and looked outside. It was Tiago and Juliana playing with a garden sprinkler on their front lawn. It had been a hot few days in Wheeling, West Virginia. Today it was about 93 degrees (34 Celsius), and the sprinkler looked very refreshing. Tiago was wearing almost a Speedo-type black bathing suit. And he looked superhot. I was surprised anyone else was at home on a Wednesday, middle of the day. And then I had an idea. The Tupperware box. I hesitated for a minute, checked how I looked in the mirror, and went outside.
I was only doubting myself more as I got closer to the other side of the street.
“Hi Juliana! Hey Tiago”, I said.
They stopped horsing around and looked up. Tiago’s curves were shown beautifully in the swimsuit. This had already been worth it.
“Hello Mr Ian”, Juliana said.
“Hey”, Tiago smiled at me.
“I saw you both outside so I thought I’d return this”, I said and gave Tiago the box.
“Thank you”, he said. “Did you like?”
“Yes, it was great! Did you make it yourself?”
“Peggy make with Juliana”, he struggled with his English. “But is family recipe”, he said as he put his hand on his chest. I couldn’t resist to look at where his hand went and saw his hairy, defined pecs.
“My Mommy is a really good cook!”, Juliana piped up.
“She is!”, I agreed, “but I hear you helped her very well!”
Juliana nodded and smiled. She ran off to play with the sprinkler.
“If you like, you welcome to come for dinner? Sometimes?”
“Oh that sounds great!”
“You come tonight! I cook!”
His half-naked body came close to mine as he leaned over and patted me on the back.
“You have family? Wife?”
“No it’s just me, I’m afraid”, I smiled awkwardly.
“Is no problem. I make you nice dinner. Is almost just as good, no?”
I laughed, more out of courtesy than anything else.
“I’ll be there”, I said.
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| Tiago |
“You OK?”
He slapped my back a few times and soon enough it was over. I stood up straight and Tiago looked me in the eyes. He was so close I could feel his breathing on my face.
“Better?”, he asked. He put his hand on my chest. I realized I had a full-blown boner in about a second. I was going commando in my shorts. I could only hope it wasn’t noticeable.
“Yes. Thank you.”
He smiled and stepped away. He patted me on the chest before he retracted his hand.
“Good.”
“So I’ll see you tonight.”
“Yes! See you tonight, Ian.”
I started to walk away and Tiago turned, bending over to pick up the Tupperware box. I quickly looked away, because I felt like I was about to cum right there. But the short look I got was enough for my fantasies for days to come.
When evening came, I realized I had a spring in my step. I picked out a nice shirt, white with a pattern of tiny blue anchors, and put on some cologne. I had some bottles of wine in my cabinet, and took the one that looked the nicest. I crossed the street and for some reason I felt a little nervous. I told myself I was being stupid, took a deep breath, and knocked.
I had a great night. The Ferri family had been so welcoming. Their home had looked like they had lived there for years, even though they had only moved in the weekend before. The food was delicious. Tiago and Peggy prepared it in the kitchen together. They had me sit out back at a table while they were cooking, Tiago coming outside often to talk to me and to check on Juliana, who was playing on a swing set in the yard. I drank a cold beer and chatted to Juliana a bit.
“Mr Ian? I would like another lemonade!”
“I’ll go and get it”, I offered.
I walked back in and saw Tiago and Peggy in the kitchen. His hand went down her back and squeezed her butt. She giggled.
“I’m trying to cook, babe”, she said.
He ignored her, turned slightly, practically dry humped her and kissed her neck.
“Uhh… should I come back later?”
“Oh my gosh, I’m so embarrassed”, Peggy said.
Tiago just laughed it off.
“One lemonade and one beer?”, he pointed at the empty glass and the empty bottle I was holding.
“Yes please”.
He squeezed my shoulder and took the glassware from me.
“I bring outside”, he said.
“OK”, I replied. “Try not to get distracted!”
They both laughed.
Over dinner, we talked about what we do. Peggy works in a daycare. Tiago was a police officer back in São Paulo, but last Monday, Wheeling Police Department had told him his English wasn’t good enough.
“I can help you with that”, I said.
“Can you really? We can’t afford a course right now, with the move and all”, Peggy said.
“Absolutely. I used to be a teacher.”
Tiago gasped and seemed so happy. He got up and reached across the table to grab my face and kiss me on the cheek.
“Thank you very much”, he said.
“I’d be happy to do it”, I smiled. “Come by tomorrow!”
“Do you like Mr Ian, papi?”, Juliana asked.
“I love Mr Ian!”, he replied. “He is my favorite new neighbor!”
“Mine too”, Juliana said quietly as she continued eating.
The next morning I was at work when there was a knock on my door. I knew it would be Tiago. I opened the door and there he was. Smiling, looking hot in a tight black T-shirt.
“Good morning!”, he said enthusiastically, before giving me a big hug.
“Come in”, I said. It had been the first time he set foot in my house, so I showed him around. He saw the papers next to my computer and asked me what I was working on.
“I used to be a teacher, like I said, but these days I make crossword puzzles.”
“Crossword? Is that… cross out words?”
He made a gesture like he was holding a pen and drawing a straight line.
“No, that’s a word search. Here, I’ll show you.”
“Ahh yes! I know this! Is hard to make, no?”
“It’s quite easy for me now, but I did it a lot”, I smiled. “I made all of these”. I showed him a puzzle book I did.
“Very good!”
We got started on the English. I still had some old books I used to teach kids from. The first few chapters we could skip, but soon enough he was actually learning things. I had him make some exercises at the kitchen table while I went back to work at my desk. Tiago was eager to learn and refused to stop for a break. All he wanted was more coffee.
By 2:00 PM he was finally agreeing to take a break.
“Come, let’s sit in the back yard”, I said.
He walked outside with me and the first thing he noticed was the Jacuzzi.
“You have bubble bath?”
“Yeah! It’s a Jacuzzi!”
“That is so nice!”
“You’re welcome to use it, if you want?”
“I can’t today. Promise to pick up Juliana soon. Can I come back tomorrow?”
“Of course!”
“I go to gym and to store in the morning, so I come later, OK? And I bring swimsuit!”
“Sounds good!”
We talked a little more about everything he had learned. I corrected him a few times and he immediately got embarrassed.
“I know, I just read! Now I use… I have to say correctly, too.”
“That’s just lots of practice. It’s OK to make mistakes.”
“Thank you”, he said as he gave me a hug again.
Soon after he had to leave.
Early in the afternoon the next day, Tiago was back. He was wearing a loose fitting grey tanktop, similar to the one he wore a few days ago, this time with a cartoon print. He wore black shorts and carried a gym bag.
“Hello again!”, he said, and he gave me a hug. He smelled more musky and sweaty. It was quite the turn-on. “I come… no. I came… straight from the gym.”
“Very good!”, I said.
“I… tho… thought?”
“Yeah…”
“I thought I could use the… Jacuzzi? Is nice for muscles.”
“It’s good for your muscles?”
“Yes!”
“Let’s go then”, I said.
I walked outside as Tiago followed me. I turned on the Jacuzzi and showed him how it worked. He loved it. He had put his gym bag on the ground so he bent over to open it. His ass was touching my leg, so I took a quick look. Tiago took out a large towel, which he hung on one of the chairs. He got out this green swimsuit, similar in style to the one he wore out on the lawn yesterday. Then I figured it would be weird if I would just stand around watching him change.
“I’ll go get changed into my own swimsuit, OK?”, I said.
“Yes!”, he said, as he pulled down his shorts. I saw perfect white briefs encasing his ass. I almost walked into the closed door as I tried to go inside, looking back at him.
When I came back, he was more than comfortable. His head was resting back and he had a big smile on his face.
“Is it good?”, I asked.
He looked up and giggled.
“Yes, is very good!”
“It’s very good.”
“Why you have big shorts?”
I looked down. He was making fun of my board shorts. Being a bigger guy, it’s the only swimwear I felt comfortable in.
“What else should I wear?”, I asked as I smiled at him.
He stood up. I gasped.
“Something like this! Looks nice and is comfortable!”
The green Speedo stuck to him like a second skin, outlining a beautiful cock. Again, it was pointing to his left, stretching out across his thigh. This made it very easy to see every last inch. He was clearly uncircumcised and at least a little bit excited. He pulled a little on the top of the swimsuit to show it off, causing his cock to move up and down a bit.
“I couldn’t wear a Speedo”, I said as I got in the Jacuzzi.
“Is sunga!”, he said as he sat back down.
“Sunga?”
“Yes, is Brazilian swimwear.”
“Well, I couldn’t wear that either.” I leaned back and relaxed. My heart was racing though I tried to make it unnoticeable.
“Why not?”
“I would feel self-conscious about my body.”
“Self-con…?”
“Insecure?”
“No, you have beautiful body, Ian! Nice and round. You know I like nice and round!”
He pushed my shoulder and laughed. I laughed along. Was he flirting with me?
“What woman do you like?”
I took a deep breath, looked at him and said it.
“I’m gay, actually.”
“Really?”, he smiled. “So you like this?” He flexed his bicep for me.
“Well, yeah… That looks really good”, I smiled. Was he taking this slightly too well?
He smiled at me.
“When I speak English good… No. When I speak English well, very well, I will work at police department and I will find you gay officer, yes?”
I laughed.
“Thank you, Tiago.”
He came over to my end of the Jacuzzi and he gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
We talked some more about Wheeling and he told me more about where he was from and how he got to meet Peggy. Soon enough, Tiago decided it was time for his English lesson, so we got out. I made sure not to look at him as I knew that this time he would notice. But he surprised me by taking off his swimsuit before drying off and changing into the clothes he brought. He didn’t look at me once if I was checking him out, he seemed completely at ease with his own body. I was jealous of that. I took a few peeks while I dried myself off and I did see he must at least have been semi-hard the way his cock was hanging.
That afternoon I explained to him more chapters of the English book. I encouraged him to read and speak English as much as he could.
“Can I take the book?”
“Absolutely”, I said.
“I will bring it back”, he promised. I could tell he was trying to remember all that he had learned as he spoke.
“Whenever you’re done with it”, I replied. “If you have any questions, you know where to find me!”
He smiled.
“Thank you, Ian.”
“No problem!”
Again, I got a hug. He left with the book and his gym bag.
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| Tiago |
“Thank you for lending me the book”, he said. I could still detect the accent but his language especially had improved so much.
“You sound so different!”, I said. “You must have studied so hard!”
“Yes, I studied very hard. I start with the police department on Monday.”
He smiled and raised his arms in the air. His white T-shirt was lifted, exposing a part of his hairy belly. I cheered with him until he came in for a hug.
“Congratulations!”
“Thank you so much, Ian. You really helped!”
He handed me back the book.
“Come in, I want to hear you speak more”, I said. “Do you want a beer?”
“Let’s go in the Jacuzzi!”, he said, “Because today is a good day!”
“Let’s do it!”, I said as I went to the kitchen first to grab us some beers. I opened the bottles and walked to the backyard. Tiago was already standing there buck naked, trying to turn the bubbles on. His nicely curved ass was slightly hairy. I couldn’t look away. He managed to turn the Jacuzzi on and got in. He saw I was standing behind him when he sat down and said, “Sorry, I didn’t bring the sunga”.
“That’s OK”, I said.
He laughed. He encouraged me to in naked as well and I obliged.
“See! You have a beautiful body!”, he said, making me blush.
We talked about how today had gone at the police department. They had said how impressed they were with his quick learning and how eager they were to get him to start Introduction after the weekend. I asked him how he managed it so quickly and he said he watched YouTube videos in English, and read Peggy’s books.
“She has Danielle Steel books. They were terrible. But I learned from them.”
I laughed.
We had had a few beers and suddenly we got silent.
Tiago looked at the trees and sighed.
“I am so happy I’m here”, he said. “Thank you so much for being the best neighbor.”
“It was my pleasure to help you out”, I said.
“Not everyone would have done what you did”, he said as he looked at me. His green eyes gave me butterflies. “You are a beautiful man.”
He was definitely flirting now as neither of us looked away. He came over to me and I knew he was about to kiss me. I let it happen. His kiss was passionate. His hands went from my neck to my chest. I got a full-blown erection.
“Get up”, he suddenly said.
I obeyed and stood up.
“Show me your ass.”
I turned around. He put his hands on my ass and played with my big ass cheeks, making them jiggle.
“Your butt is so big”, he said, “I love it.”
I didn’t know what to do, so I just stood there. From the sound the water made, I could tell he was now getting up. I wanted to turn around to face him, but he held on to my hips to stop me. He kissed my butt, then my shoulder, and my neck.
“Can I fuck you?”
His boner felt warm against my ass.
“But… Peggy…”
“It’s just sex”, he said matter-of-factly.
Before I knew it, his thick cock was going in.
“Your cock is already rock-hard!”, I said incredulously.
“I’m Brazilian. I’m always hard. Unggh!”
He moaned as his cock went all the way in. It had been a while since I had last been fucked and I absolutely loved it. He pushed me forward and I leaned on the side of the Jacuzzi so my ass would stick out further. His slow thrusts got faster and faster and my cock got harder and harder all by itself. Tiago got more and more aggressive, his hips slapping my ass louder and louder.
“Where do you want my cum?”, he suddenly asked.
“I… I…”, I didn’t know what to say. I was so turned on I couldn’t really think.
I was clearly taking too long to answer as Tiago pulled out of me, made me turn around and then sit down in the Jacuzzi. I finally got to see his cock. It had a curve to his left and foreskin covered part of the head, even when it was hard.
“Open your mouth”, he said. I obeyed.
He ended up cumming all over my face as his moans got loud. I sucked some of the leftover cum off his cockhead. He smiled.
“Now we’re even”, he said.
THE END
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