Trevor

One of my favorite ways to pass a Saturday afternoon is to sit on the 
porch of my family's beach house and watch all the hot boys in their 
swimsuits as they pass by. Since I'm out of school for the summer, I 
get to spend all week at the beach house. My parents don't usually 
join me until late Friday afternoon. So, Monday through Thursday, I 
have the house all to myself.

Let me tell you a little something about myself. My name is 
Peyton and I'm a 20-year old college student. I'm 5'11, 158 pounds, 
strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, smooth, muscular body, 7" cut 
dick, and the roundest, firmest bubble butt you've ever seen on a 
guy. Since I'm 100% bottom, I take great pride in keeping my ass in 
tip-top shape. One other thing you should know about me is that I'm 
pretty much ALWAYS horny—24/7/365.

Although many of the guys I see are absolute hotties, there 
is this one guy in particular who makes me pop a boner every time I 
see him. He can't be much older than I am. He's about 5'10, 150 
pounds, bleach blonde hair, a smooth, muscular body, and a nice 
package. He always wears this skimpy blue Speedo that really shows 
off his bulge and ass. I guess that's why I always pop a boner when I 
see him. He's so hot that I'd give up food for a week to have one 
ride on his big ole schlong.

Of course, I've never gotten up the nerve to talk to him so 
all I do is lust and drool after him day in and day out. However, 
that all changed one cloudy Tuesday afternoon.

It was about 2:00 and I had assumed my usual position in the 
swing on our back porch. As I pretended to leaf through some god-
awful sports magazine, I noticed my favorite hottie walking up the 
beach. He was wearing that blue Speedo and he looked good enough to 
eat. Damn I wanted him—BAD! I had zoned out into la-la land thinking 
about all the naughty things I wanted to do to his body when I heard 
a knock at the screen door. I regained my senses and saw my man 
standing at the door. I was so shocked, it took me a minute to regain 
my composure enough to stand and walk through the door. Thank god I 
had put on board shorts that morning, so my hard on wasn't too 
noticeable as I walked to the door.

I managed to open the door and let him onto the back porch. 
He stuck out his hand and introduced himself as Trevor. I had managed 
to regain my composure so I introduced myself and offered him a seat. 
After we both sat down, I asked him if there was something I could do 
for him—other than what I really wanted to do for him. He explained 
that he had walked down the beach for about a mile and he realized he 
forgot to tell his mom that his sister needed to be picked up from 
gymnastics early. He wanted to know if he could use my telephone to 
give her a quick call.

We walked into the kitchen and I showed him where the 
telephone was. So as not to appear nosey, I walked down the hall to 
my bedroom to get a new magazine while he used the telephone. He 
couldn't have been on the telephone for more than 30 seconds because 
I ran into him and knocked him on his ass as I walked out of my 
bedroom.

There was no mistaking the boner in my board shorts. As I 
scrambled to get up, my knee brushed his crotch, and it appeared I 
wasn't the only one sporting a boner. I couldn't believe it! Could 
one person get that lucky? I guess I was about to find out.

As I stood up and backed away, I apologized profusely for 
knocking him down. He laughed and told me not to worry about it. He 
said he'd been knocked on his ass many times as he played on his 
school's volleyball team, so this was no biggie.

I offered him my hand and helped him up. He stood up and held 
onto my hand a little longer than necessary. When I asked him if he 
had gotten in touch with his mom, he said he had but he had other 
reasons for stopping by.

He placed his free hand on my chest and gently pushed me back 
against the wall. He leaned forward and whispered in my ear "I see 
you watching me everyday when I walk by. I know you want me." Then he 
gently blew into my ear, licked my ear lobe, looked right into my 
eyes, and gave me this wicked smile. I needed no further 
encouragement.