‘You guys heading to 604?’ I asked. They group turned, and holy fuck were they cute! It looked like the Abercrombie bus had broken down outside my building. Cute frat jocks, a few of them with massive arms and hot bodies.. They must be headed for the guy downstairs’ (he’s pretty smoking’ hot too), Dan. Bumped into him a few times, chatty, pretty built, had a nice bulge in his pants. Just like these guys.. Real ‘corn-fed’ American jock types - short hair, very cute, hot.

‘Yeah man, you too?’ a deep baritone voice answered. REALLY fucking hot. That guy could say just about anything as long he talks while he fucks me silly…

‘No, live one floor up, tell Dan the guy upstairs said to keep it down’ the guys kind of froze, sensing I might be a wet blanket on their party night. I smiled, trying to show I was joking, and they finally got it and chuckled. They turned back around and I noticed the asses… what a waste these perfect bubble butts are on straight girls! They probably couldn’t care less about their boyfriend’s sculpted, perfectly muscled behinds. What I wouldn’t give to spread those virgin cheeks and get a peek at these straight young guys’ tight pink holes. Man, I would do anything for just a few moments to slowly run my tongue around their cherry assholes and gently rim them, flicking the tip of my tongue in and out, rubbing their hairy balls and pulling on their big cocks. Tasting their sweat as I go to town and eat some straight man ass.

The guys gave me a ‘cheers man, have a good night’ when they got off, and I wished them the same. The party actually wasn’t that loud from my apartment, but is sounded like their wasn’t a lot of girls their from all the talk about fucking chicks that was drifting up from below. About a half hour later their was a knock on the door. I peeked through the peephole to see Dan, the guy from downstairs, looking a bit wasted but very fucking hot. He was wearing blue jeans and a tank top. His skin was brown with a deep tan and the sleeveless shirt really showed off the tattoos on his shoulders. He looked so fucking hot I could feel my dick tingle.

I opened the door and he stumbled in, ‘hey man how are you?!’. He smelled liked cologne and beer, which was kind of a turn on. Reminds me of sucking off my roommate after we’d go partying in college. Dan came in and started apologizing for the noise. ‘My buddies said you wanted it quiet’ -- in the elevator I had known his friends understood I was kidding, so why was he here all drunk when his friend were downstairs? He started going on about how he thought I was a cool neighbor and we should hang out. I wasn’t listening. With him being drunk, and me a little tipsy as well, I just ogling him and not caring. ‘Do you mind if I hang and have a beer with you? I need a break from the party’ Wow..

‘Sure man I’ll get us some beers’.

He reached into his pockets and pulled out two beers. Those big skaters pants might be shitty for checking out a dude‘s bulge, but at least they had a use. ‘Taken care of man’ he smiled. He had a mischievous look in his eye. We sat down on the couch, and he sat close. A straight guy doesn’t sit that close to a gay guy when there’s plenty of free room. So I thought I’d test the waters. Straight neighbor from downstairs comes to visit friendly gay guy upstairs and is giving off signals? Fuck yeah, I’ll get on that bus. I gave him a playful shove as we joked around and strategically let my hand fall onto his leg. Man, it was firm! Maybe all my fantasies about college wrestling and rowing teams were right…

He looked down at my hand on his thigh but said nothing. Not a word. He continued talking , and I moved my hand half and inch closer to his crotch. He kind of smiled and leaned back. I was about to get my first taste of this straight mans cock.