"Sorry" I heard as I felt someone bump in to me. It seems we were moving in at the same time.
"No problem" I said turning around to see the cutest guy ever. Him with a tall guy with a big goofy smile, small belly under his t shirt and basketball shorts which weren't good at hiding his dick since it was sticking straight out.
He smiled and walked in to his apartment. Looks like we were moving in the same day right across the hallway from each other.
I walked out to my car for another load and watches him drive off in his car. I noted the county listed on his tag. I know it well. It was a county known for it backwards thinking and, in the gay community, seriously hot country boys. I wonder why he's moving to the city?
A few nights later we both ran in to each other again. "Hi. I'm Danny" I offered.
"Brandon" he said with his goofy smile. "Guess we will be neighbors" he said.
"Yeah" I replied. "Big plans tonight?" I asked. It was Friday after all.
"No. Still setting things up" he replied.
"Still?" I asked.
"Yeah. I don't know anyone here so it's taking me some time" he said, looking me up and down.
"Well, if ya need some help tonight, I'm free too!" I suggested.
"Sure!" he said through a big goofy grin. "I have some errands to run but say, eight o'clock?"
"I'll be here" I replied.
Eight rolled around and I knocked on his door. He opened it and he was wearing shorts and a nice polo; nicer than one would expect to unpack boxes. Seeing his stubble and hairy legs I expected a hairy chest but a quick scan of his open polo shirt revealed a smooth chest.
"Come on in Danny!" he said. I stepped in. "I brought some beer. Hope you like it" I said presenting the drinks. "I'm a beer guy so you can't really go wrong" he said. Luckily I didn't want to cheap out and bought a decent label.
"So, where do we want to star?" I asked rubbing my hands together.
"I've been working on this" he said pointing to some crazy IKEA table-thing. I cringed being familiar with IKEA stuff but bent down and got started.
We talked, and cursed, while putting things together. He said he was twenty eight (but he looked younger), working at a local law firm as some type of assistant and is new to the area.