Justin Track was my favorite neighbor next door to me on my apartment floor.
I never spoke to him but he was so super hot to look at.
He hated me from the moment he saw me without even being provoked.
I watch him from the side of my eye every time I saw him.
Unfortunately he was straight with a hot girl I like to fuck myself.
One day he look totally deflated, and pathetic coming up the stairs.
He looks at me as I ignore him the say way he always did to me.
He puts a hand on my shoulder I pull away to his shock.
“I want to apologize for my bad behavior earlier to me.” He pleads.
“What do you want?” I ask him with a kind heart.
“My girlfriend broke up with me would you like to hang out?” He asks me half drunk.
I agree as his drinks himself silly I watch him.
“I am drunk uh uh uh.” He says to me with a smile.
“Yeah you are.” I say plying him with more drinks.
He leans in taking off his clothes till he is in only his underwear.
He brushes the side of my hair with his finger.
He takes my chin in his hand pulling me closer.
He hugs me tightly our body touch as he gets hard.
We make out intensely with his lips ravishing mine.
I feel his body draping all over mine the warm tingling sensation.
He holds me more closely with his body now intertwined with mine.
He picks me up moving towards the bed with me.
I push him under me as I kiss down his back making my own trail.
I hear him moan as sniff his hair and lick his nipples.
I watch his muscle body squirm indenting in his shape.
I look over his body shape going over it with my finger.
He smiles again as I crawl over him adding more weight on to him.
I pull his shirt over his head and his pants out from under him.
“I love you.” I whisper in his ear as he moans loudly.
“I love you too fuck my ex.” He replies out loud.
He has no idea what he was saying out loud.
My eyes roam the room until it lands on a red wine.
It was a special mix of hypnotic drug mix of a bottle.
“You belong to me completely now Justin you are gay.” I hear him say.
“You will be my Magical White Knight to serve me.” He loves me.
“Yes Master Lawrence.” He replies dumbly.
The morning comes up with a towel wrap on his waist.
“Hey babe.” He says smiling.
The end.
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