The neighbourhood hadn’t changed much during the 2 years I’d been away. Everything seemed to be exactly the way I had left it as I guided my old wreck of a car through the familiar maze of streets that led home.

I would be 22 years old in a couple of weeks and had just finished college. I was an only child of a single Mom who couldn’t afford to send me to college. That had won me a small scholarship for a 2 year course from a far flung school a year after I’d graduated highschool. Unfortunately I still needed to work a steady job in order to feed and house myself. Since my job was near my school and required me to work summers and holidays I hadn’t been able to come home for a visit since leaving right out of Home. 2 years later here I had graduated my courses with honors and was being bombarded with job offers so I decided to take the summer to return home for a much needed R&R with Family and frends and some time to weigh my options.

My faithful old jalopy had served me well for the last 2 years but I feared it was on its last legs as it sputtered and shook down the street to my Parents’ house. The peacefull serenity of the sleepy neighbourhood was abruptly ended with a shotgun blast of black smoke shooting out its tailpipe as I pulled into the driveway for the seeming last time.

Heads turned toward me as I sheepishly exited the deceased vehicle. I tried to make myself invisible as I began unpacking the car but some of the neighbours saw me and waved a friendly welcome home then returned to their own affairs.

I had everything piled beside the car ready for the last leg of the trip up the stairs to my room and I took a moment to wipe the sweat off my brow as I leaned against the side of the car. I pulled the bottom of my dampened Tshirt up to wipe my face. It was at that moment I noticed someone running towards me from the far end of the street waving wildly and shouting my name. As the figure came closer I also noticed that he was only wearing a pair of very tight and sheerly cut off jean shorts and nothing else. The late afternoon sun was above and behind him shining down at an oblique angle that shrouded his face in a shadowy eclipse with a dazzling crown of light. His lithe form was bathed in a golden haze giving his smooth rippled torso an almost luminescant quality. I had no idea who it could’ve been but I also didn’t care if it was Jack the Ripper. I was transfixed by this vision of young male perfection rapidly approaching me.

“Hey Buddy, I was starting to wonder if I was ever gonna see you agian!”, he said in a familiar voice.

I could feel waves of heat radiating from his bare skin as he suddenly came to a stop mere inches from me. I certainly recognized the voice but I was having difficulty matching it to the staggeringly beautiful boy who stood before me.

Tyler had been a fixture in the neighbourhood for almost as long as I could remember. He was 2 or 3 years younger than me so we had never really been what you’d call friends. Whenever I had hung out with the other neighbourhood kids in my age group he always seemed to be close at hand, eager to help out or participate in anything going on without ever calling attention to himself. He’d mow your lawn or shovel your snow with his wide toothy smile just because he liked you and without any expectations. Tyler seemed happy with payment in snacks and good will. I had never before noticed him or given him a second thought or even a first one in fact.

I certainly took notice of him now! Tyler had obviously blossomed into a smoking hot young man during my extended absence from the neighbourhood. He had been 15 or 16 when I left for college and had been just a short, skinny and funny looking annoyance. He was still kind of goofy looking with his signature shaggy bowl cut hair, jug handle ears and ubiquitous grin but below the neck his body had become the stuff of pornstar hotness. I was stupified as I took in the thick broadness of his shoulders, plump biceps and meaty chest. I couldn’t help myself as my gaze followed the beads of sweat cascading downward from his mountainous shoulders and the high plains of his chest over his rippling abs, through the lightly forested valley formed by the loose waistband of his almost nonexistant, low slung cut off shorts where the top of his pubic bush clearly began. My eyes lingered on the prominent bulge outlined by the faded denim far too long for Tyler not to notice. That provocative shape ran down the left leg of his ragged shorts where I got a glimpse of his fat cockhead playing peek-a-boo. When I finally managed to pry my eyes away I looked up and saw that his eyes had followed mine downward where he could plainly see the obvious growth tenting out the front of my own baggy shorts.

Tyler suddenly looked back up at me with his wide toothy smile. “It’s great to see you after all this time!”, he excaimed enthusiatically grabbing me by my shoulders, pulling me into his wet and gleaming naked torso in a tight bear hug. His momentum pushed me back against the side of my car and the full weight of him was pressed agaisnt me. My loose Tshirt was the only barrier between us. I became overwhelmed by his musky scent as I felt our mutual bulges come into contact.

I spastically wrapped my own arms around him in return and was rewarded with the tightening grip of his strong sinewy arms that pulled our hardening crotches into even closer contact. I felt his steamy hot breath against my ear as he whispered, “I missed you alot Brad.” He pulled his head back enough to make eye contact with me and for just a moment I thought he was going to kiss me.

“It’s good to see you too!”, I tried to respond but my voice caught in my throat reducing my intended reply into a choked and guttural gasp and grunt. My cock had reached its full potentail and was throbbing against something that seemed equally hard.

Our close encounter couldn’t have lasted more than a few seconds but had seemed much longer. I suddenly became aware of how exposed we were with our bodies pressed against each other in the middle of my driveway and how close I was to pushing this smoking hot boy down and fucking him right then and there. My cock was at full hardness, pushing out the front of my loose fitting nylon shorts and I could definitely feel his corresponding stiffness pressing against mine. I allowed my hands a brief tour of Tyler’s lean back muscles. His smooth tanned skin felt cool and moist to my touch. I nearly swooned as my wandering right hand made contact with the faded denim that only barely covered his tantalizing bubble butt. My hand wandered further and discovered that he wore no underwear and that his ass was as hairless as the rest of his tightly muscled body. It was then that I knew for certain he was hard as he ground his crotch into mine. My head was spinning in confusion and wild desire.

I had known that I preferred guys since I was 14 and started showering with the other boys after gym class. My furtive glances and many uncontrolable boners had incited a few rumours about me. Despite my embarrassment these rumours had allowed me access to the many hormone addled and frustrated straight boys that abounded. I quickly became expert at reading their covert signs but I had never noticed this formerly skinny little kid from up the street or even given him a thought at all.

“Sounds like your car needs some work.”, Tyler said with a little laugh while slightly pulling away from me just enough to make eye contact while leaving our stiff protruberences pressed together. “I can help you out with that if you want.”, he said with a big grin while looking pointedly down at my obvious erection pulsing against his own through the moist fabric of our shorts.

My cock was so hard that it had started lubing, leaving an obvious wet stain on the sheer material of my shorts. “What the fuck do you know about cars?!”, I asked laughing incredulously while regretably and gently pushing him away from me. I knew what was happening but wasn’t sure how I felt about about it. It was all so sudden and with someone who I saw as a child. I needed to step back for a moment.

“I know lots of things.”, he said while a mysteriously all knowing Mona Lisa style smile fled across his face. “For example, I know your Mom is gone for the weekend...”, he trailed off, his light blue eyes boring into mine. “I’ve also become pretty good friends with Scott...”. He suddenly pulled away and said, “Let me give you a hand unloading your car.”, reaching for the door handle that was only a few inches behind me. Apparently I was in his way so he grabbed me by the ass to move me. His strong left hand squeezed while pulling me back toward his glistening body.

“Scott” could only have been my best friend and occassional fuck buddy before I left for college. I knew for sure in that moment what Tyler’s intentions were.

I needed a moment to collect myself so told him, “OK, I just have to go pee first. I’ll be right back.” I slid out from under his lithe, ardent body. I awkwardly tucked my pulsating drumstick into the loose elastic waistband and ran toward the house. I could feel his eyes on me as I pulled my keys out of my pocket to open the front door. I looked back and saw him attempting to adjust the steely prong encased within his ever tightening shorts.

I really did need to pee after my long drive but my upward pointing member wasn’t cooperating. After a few minutes of trying I finally gave up just sat down to relieve the pressure on my bladder. It certainly was a relief but did nothing to lesson my pressurised member. I splashed some cold water on my face then tucked the engorged head of my leaky cock into the waistband of my precum stained shorts.