Boy Next Door Tales by Troy Grant

Boy Next Door Tales by Troy Grant

Author:Troy Grant
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2000-12-31T11:00:00+00:00


Class Reunion

I hadn't planned to attend my class reunion; after all only five years had passed since we all graduated from high school. At the last moment I decided to go, however. I thought it might be fun to see some of my old classmates. If it was boring I didn't have to stay. Of course, my mortal enemies were there: Jimmy the jock who was so handsome and stuck-up I wanted to kill him, Darren who was much the same, and various assorted others. I derived some enjoyment from the fact that I had improved my appearance while most of the others had remained the same, or went downhill. Watching my weight and working out had paid off.

One young stud caught my eye immediately. He didn't look familiar and I couldn't quite place him. He had longish black hair, brown eyes, broad shoulders, and was really built. He was cute as hell. The only negative thing about him was that he was talking to Jimmy. I eyed him for a few moments while chatting with others. I couldn't hear the conversation, but he seemed to be telling Jimmy off. I guess there was nothing negative about him after all.

Half an hour later I walked outside to escape the crowd. The object of my desires was there. His name tag said "Marc", but that didn't ring a bell. Marc certainly didn't look like anyone I knew in high school. I would have certainly remembered anyone who looked so fucking hot. I introduced myself.

"You don't remember me," said Marc.

"No," I admitted.

"I'm not surprised. I don't look much like I did in high school. Picture me with straight short hair, glasses, about a foot shorter, fifty pounds heavier, and with no muscle at all."

"Marc?" I said, suddenly remembering him.

"Yeah, I look a little better now don't I?"

"You're not kidding! Wow!"

Marc bore little resemblance to the short, fat boy that I used to look out for in high school. Marc was one of those guys who was always picked last in gym. He always had a tough time with everything in gym class. He was so heavy and un-coordinated that things that were easy for most of us were an ordeal for him. I wasn't exactly a stud in high school, but I was much, much better off than Marc. I supported him, encouraged him, kept the other guys off his ass as much as possible, and was just generally nice to him. It always pissed me off that some of the other guys made fun of him.

"I bet you never thought I'd look like this someday did you?" he asked.

"To be honest, no. I thought you would improve, but I didn't think you'd become such a stud. What have you been doing?"

"Soccer, tennis, running, and most of all weight-lifting."

Marc could tell I was impressed. Fuck, I was practically drooling. Even in a suit and tie Marc was hot. I had to control myself. I had already been much too obvious about finding him attractive.



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