Okay guys, this is MY part: Laina/qaf_obsession. Thanks to Eka for the banner. Hope you guys like the new chapter. Justin's POV I'm sitting on my living room floor painting, and I stare in surprise at the cabin next door. Every single time I have come here in the past, it has been empty. I watch fascinated, as this beautiful brunette walks into the cabin, and I know this summer will be great. My dick twitches in my jeans, and I feel myself grow hard just looking at him. Damn! I quickly go inside my bathroom, and take care of my little problem. It wouldn't do to go and meet my new neighbor for the summer, with a raging hard-on. The guy would probably slam the door in my face, or even call the police. Not that I would blame him. But shit! This guy probably has every single male and female he comes across, practically drooling. I know that I almost am. As I jerk myself off in the bathroom, sliding my hand up and down my dick quickly, I imagine him blowing me. As that image forms in my mind, I shoot my load quicker than I ever have before. Shit! I'm acting like a high school kid. Getting up, I clean myself off and take a quick shower. When I'm through, I dress and then dry my hair. I quickly glance in the mirror, and make sure that I look hot. Because even though this guy is probably straight, it doesn't hurt to look hot anyway. Besides, it's not like I haven't fucked a guy before. At my younger sister Molly's wedding, I fucked almost every guy there. I fucked my way through the wedding with every male that wasn't a relative. When I say every, I mean it. I fucked every non-relative male, gay, straight, and undecided. All except for the groom of course (Though I wanted to). Molly was embarrassed as hell, but so what? She forgave me three weeks later, because she knows this is how I am. As I check my appearance one last time, I smile into the mirror. Then I grab my messenger bag, and head over to meet the latest addition to our 'happy little family' here in NH. I sling my messenger bag over my shoulder, and step outside. I close and lock the door, pocketing my keys, and I head over to the cabin next door. There's nothing wrong with wanting to make a new friend, right? Those type of friends, are the best kind. Of course, I'd love to have a friend looking like him. I'd get laid every day, probably even every two hours or so. I walk up the steps leading to the cabin. When I get to the top, I smirk and then knock on the door. I hear the brunette ask, "What the fuck?" I laugh softly, when I hear the sound of him undoing the locks on the door. He pulls the door open, and I smirk. "Who the fuck are you?" His voice is harsh, and his features are angry yet beautiful. I look into his eyes, and I smile. Then I say, "I'm Justin Taylor, I just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood for the summer. There won't be many other people around, so if you need something, you can ask me." I smile my Sunshine smile, and then continue. "Everyone around here goes out of state for the summer. Especially since everyone else around is a resident here year round. So, it'll be just the two of us, alone here all summer." As I'm speaking, I'm watching him. When I tell him that the place will be empty for the summer, except for the two of us, his eyes flash again. I see something sparkle in his eyes, but then I think that I'm just seeing things. So I tell myself, it's just my imagination. He smirks at me, and then sticks out his hand to shake mine. I take his hand in mine, and shake it. "Brian Kinney." He says, and his name suits him. Smooth, desirable, sexy, and devious as hell. Yup. His name definitely suits him. I smile again. I get a tingling feeling in my hand, and when the handshake is over, I for one am disappointed. Brian looks me over, and after a few shocking moments, I realize that he's giving me a once-over. Shit, don't tell me that this guy is a closet-case. But then again, as I look at him, I laugh to myself. Brian, a closet-case? Yeah fucking right. The guys fucking oozes sexuality. Gay sexuality. I feel my dick begin to stir to life again, in my pants, and oh shit. Brian is looking at me funny. Suddenly, he smiles. I go red from embarrassment, since he obviously can tell that I'm horny. "I.... I ah... Sorry. I just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood. That's all." I toss the words out, and then I quickly start for the door. Right as I'm about to close his door and flee to my cabin, I hear him say, "And what a welcome that was." The amusement in his voice makes my dick twitch again, so I flee back to my cabin, and away from Brian. At least for now. I quickly take out my keys, and unlock the door to my cabin. Stepping inside, I hastily shut the door and lock it. My face is still red from embarassment. I can't belive that I got a boner in front of Brian. God. Just being in the same neighborhood as Brian, is enough to give me a boner. Shit, it was even worse, since we were alone on the steps of his cabin. Suddenly, I get up and shut all of the blinds. I'm still horny as hell, and I need to jerk off again. So I do. I take off my jeans, boxers, and shirt. Then I lie down in my bed and jerk off. I slide my hand up and down my dick again. This time I imagine that he's fucking me. The feel of his long, hard dick sliding in and out of me. AHHH. That feels so fucking great. Several moments later, I come. Hard. My fantasy of Brian, is like magic. I haven't come that hard in a damn long time. As I lie in my bed, panting after my orgasm, I wonder what Brian is doing right now. He's probably either drinking, or watching TV. Moments later, I get up. I walk into the bathroom, and get a towel. I wipe my come off my body, and then I put the sheets in the washer. After that, I go and take another shower. Shit! This is my second shower today, because of Brian. If I'm going to react this way every time I see Brian, then I'm going to be taking a lot of cold showers in the future.