Flam-BOY-yant (BoyxBoy)

A Summer Of Going Commando?

That had been one of the longest days of my life. Not only did we have to unpack most of the boxes and suitcases we brought, they treated me like a slave and I only got a break when I faked a heatstroke. I was moving all of the heavy items around acording to my mother's feng shui senses and if she didn't like it, I was dragging it to another area. By sunset we called it quits, the shower was calling to my sweaty form.

The only good part about living here was that I got my own room in the basement and it had a bathroom too. There was only a single room down there so I was secluded. Mom said she was gonna make the rest of the space down there a lounge or something.

I had put  a towel, a roll of tissue and a bar of strawberry scented soap in the bathroom. Stripping out of those stinky clothes was the best thing that has happened here all day. Unfortunately, I was forced to take a cold shower on account that the plumber never showed up. 

"When your ready come and get it. Na nanana na nanana," I couldn't help but sing in there. I mean what else are showers for!?  "This love will be the death of me but I know I'll die happily." I rampaged all of the lyrics. Hey, I never said I was a good at singing.

 "Ben, get up here!" My mother yelled from the main floor, interupting my shower. I sighed as I turned off the water. This place was torture, and I wasn't very fond of it. After I washed the conditioner out of my hair, I turned the water off and proceded to get dressed. 

"Didn't I tell you to call me by my stripper name?!" By the time I got to my mom I was wearing only my favorite pair of snug fitting jeans that hung low on my hips.  They were the only thing I could find and I didn't mind going commando. My hair was tied into a wet ponytail and was dropping water on our hardwood floors.

 I didn't expect to see my mom with a lady and a teen. As soon as the lady seen me her face went scarlet and her eyes were avoiding me. The teen, who I could only guess was her son as he blushed like her, eyes went from my face to my hips and then back to my mom. He had these chocolate brown eyes that matched his brown hair. His skin was tan and his body was muscular, but also lean. He was shorter than me by an inch or two. His fuckable levels were high and scaling at the moment.

I had two words for him..Totally Hot. Still, I was mentally deciding whether he was my target yet.

I looked at myself, wondering if I look that good. Then I noticed how low my jeans really hung. You could see my 'V' and my happy trail the was so close to showing my little guy. Well my Big, little guy ;)

"Where are your manners," She smacked my arm a little too roughly ",and your clothes?"

"I can't find my clothes, but manners are another thing," I turned to the twosome and introduced myself. "I'm Ben Ash. It short for Benjamin Ashford."

"I'm Danniella Jones and this is my son, Caleb ." She waved towards herself and her son. I smiled at both them as I shook their hands. 

"I hope Ben Ash isn't your stripper name?" I grinned at him. Target locked. Was that subtle flirting infront of the Moms, or bad humor I heard? 

"Nope. Actually, my stripper name is Benjamin Maxamillion, but Ben Ash does sound kinda delectable, right?" I couldn't help but egg him on. 

"Umm... Do you live around here?" My mother elbowed me, signalling me to end my shameless flirting. My middle name should of been shameless, because that's how I acted most of the time. Most people didn't like it, but I knew Caleb was already enjoining my humor when his eye lit up at my question.

"Y-yes, we live across the street." Danniella was more flushed than before and couldn't of looked more relieved that our brief stripper-talk was over.

Ten minutes of friendly banter was boring. I turned around to leave, but again I was stopped dead in my tracks by Mommie Dearest. "Excuse yourself." I faced them again and grabbed Danniella's hand and kissed one of her knuckles. I repeated the process with Caleb. My mom almost hit me when my lips parted with Caleb's hand.

"Until we meet again." I grinned at both of their flushed faces. How I loved to be lewd. If that didn't make his heart beat triple then I wasn't sure about anything anymore.