My neighbor Eddie Vernon and I were watching football. Since I moved here last year, this was the one thing he and I had in common. He was one of these office slaves, worked as some kind of clerk or something at one of the office complexes in town. I could tell he didn't like his work, and it didn't pay much, but his house was paid for from some money he got when his parents died.
Eddie has a wife, Kelly, and two kids Laney and Ty. Eddie and his wife are both 40, and their kids both go to the middle school here in town. Eddie doesn't have any hobbies in common with me, and although I've tried offering, he never joins me in any of them. But he's a nice neighbor, and I can say he's a good friend.
Me, I'm Chuck Horner. I'm 42, and I just moved here to Florida from New Jersey. I just was promoted in my company from director of chemical operations to vice president of operations, and that promotion required me to move down here. I sold my huge home, where my kids grew up and I divorced my wife, and bought this ranch-style home here in Sarasota. I wanted to see how this job turned out before I committed to buying something big.
Kelly invited me over for dinner frequently, she said she felt bad for me that I was all alone down here. I enjoyed their company, they had the family I thought I would have had if mine hadn't exploded on me. My ex-wife was a drunk, and I just couldn't put up with her after 15 years of marriage. Even after she completed rehab, and actually did turn herself around, I couldn't do it anymore. I had moved on in my mind, I was travelling a lot for my work and feeling my oats with random business women I met in all these hotels. I felt good enough about her recovery to leave the kids with her to finish their school, and my parents lived nearby there too.
Eddie and I talked about football all the time. The first time we met I saw he had a Cincinnati Bengals flag in his garage. You don't have one of these items unless you are really a fan. I am a huge fan of the Eagles, my hometown team, and I even tried out for the Eagles some years ago when I was in grad school. I did not make the team. So this was the thing the two of us had in common. And now, this was the first season we would have together watching.
It was preseason, so this wasn't going to be a blockbuster game. But I was very impressed with Eddie's television room. It was a mini movie theater, complete with two rows of movie seats, and a screen painted across an entire wall. We were enjoying the game, until the second quarter. Then the backups went in, and it became background noise for us.
"So, Kelly's got the kids over at the go kart place. While we have the theater on, you want to watch something else?" Eddie had this look on his face like he had a surprise in store for me.
"What, you want to watch a movie?" I asked coyly, not even considering the other possible options.
"Well Chucky I mean I can get the internet on here," he said back as he grabbed a tablet.
I still hadn't put two and two together, for a smart guy sometimes I didn't have great awareness. In seconds, he had the tablet linked to the projector, and his tablet's screen was on the wall. I saw immediately what he was talking about now. He opened the browser to xhamster, and was scrolling through his personal playlists. Well, finally another thing we had in common! He had 3 playlists, but they were all over the place and not very well organized. One was called "came to this", and I kind of chuckled. Good choice.
He looked up from the tablet to see my reaction, and I guess was satisfied to see me looking at the big screen. No objections from me. I enjoy pornos more than the average guy, and, being divorced and now in a new town, I enjoyed them in a frequent way these days.
Eddie's collection was interestingly random. He had videos of chubby girls, obvious because his wife Kelly was curvy. He had videos of girls peeing, certainly a mild beginner fetish. He had videos of lesbians, movie type ones, with stories and such. The other two playlists were not named, they had cryptic titles "crbvt03" and "tyt333". After he scrolled through the "came to this" list, he clicked over to "crbvt03". It was not your standard basic porn. This was mostly men jerking off with each other. Any other guy would have been instantly freaked, but again, I don't have anyone down here, and if he wants to jerk off with me while watching dudes jerk off together, well, I definitely couldn't argue.
He again looked at me, looking for approval. I looked at him, then right back at the screen. "If you like anything just say something, or I'll just pick something and we can go from there," like he was picking out regular movies from Netflix. I didn't really care which he picked, these were all pretty similar, and some even I had in my own favorites. Eddie really had taken a chance though. Either I gave off some vibe, or he was really naïve. This could have been a situation where he might get punched by his new pal, or at least it would be the last time they watch football or anything together. But me, I'm easy-going, and jerking off with another dude was definitely not near any boundary lines.
He clicked on an oldie classic, a Joe Gage flick where the guys are sitting around in a hotel room or something, and they start making out. A little bold for the first one he'd want to show me, his new pal, but hey, again, I wasn't really going to complain.
