#guiisnextdoor

[davidkarofskyindie]

guiisnextdoor (Franky/Virgil)

@guiisnextdoor continued from (x)

still paying for totalling his dad’s car last month, franky was in what felt like house arrest imposed by his old man. he could totally go outside and live his life, just without his credit card. or car. plus turning himself into a yes man for the man of the family. so house arrest. with help coming that day, he even had to cancel his plans with friends. and franky was nice, he could play nice with people that had nothing to do with his frustrations. his death stare was reserved for his father alone. so when spotting the plumber looking more as if he’d come out straight out of baywatch, he had to stop and take a better look. specially how his wet clothes truly showed off what a dry shirt kept selfishly hidden. “i can see that.” and franky truly meant it, even tilting his head to better check him out. arms crossed, he was lost in thought for a second. “take one step forward and odessa, our cleaning lady is gonna follow you with a broom when she gets back.” and he wasn’t joking. “first let’s get you dry, there might be something else for you to do but you’d need to step inside for that.” he took a quick trip for the laundry room to get the man a towel, freshly off the drier. once back he handed it to him, a shame, he could really rock a wet shirt contest. and he’d seen some in his time. “want some privacy?” playfully he took a hand to cover his own eyes, truly unable to hide his grin.

“Last thing I want is for Odessa to follow me” Virgil joked, his teeth chattering together a little as he spoke. The water from the pool wasn’t even heated when he fell in, fresh and ice cold which was a great sign for his job being done well but bad for his chance of hypothermia. When the young man returned with the towel he took it, stepping back just a little from the large door. He did giggle seeing the hand covering his eyes “That’s just enough privacy for me… at this point, not like anything’s really hidden anyway”

Turning a little away so he wasn’t looking directly at the young man inside, Virgil pulled the soaking wet shirt off his body and let it drop onto the deck. His pants soon followed, his keys and now-dead phone pulled from the pockets and placed on a nearby table, before he dried up as best he could. Of course, he didn’t really realise that his bulge was just sticking out as large and obvious as could be, it bounced a little when stood back up after bending to dry his legs off. He dried his hair, stretching and showing off every one of his considerably powerful muscles and at one point was just shaking his thick ass right towards the young man that’d given him the towel while he dried it up. 

With his body about as dry as he could, he wrapped the towel tight around his waist and slipped out of his underwear, the soaking pile of clothing wrung out of as much excess water as he could get before carrying it towards the door “There, all ready for the drier… I promise the second they’re done I’ll get out of your hair” he said, an awkward smile on his face as he stood there with nothing but a towel for modesty… modesty he wasn’t getting thanks to a very obvious imprint where his cock pressed against the fluffy towel.

[wickcdcreations]

  session had just finished in congress, which was perfect for paul because he didn’t want to bring any work home or worry about any legislation he needed to try and push through. tonight was a special night for the new york senator and he wanted to keep his mind focused on the young man who was coming over to his home and nothing else. just as he was getting dressed, the doorbell rang and he rushed downstairs and greeted the young man. “sorry, i was still getting dressed.” his shirt was open and bare chest exposed while he fumbled to button them. “how are you?” he let the younger man in, closing the door behind them. ( @guiisnextdoor )

[mensclub]

@guiisnextdoor​ || Riley or whoever you think is better

Archer was still new to the shop and didn’t have many clients. He had just moved into the city and needed to network. But until then he was he was going to do walk in until he had an established base of clients. “Man is it always this slow?” He asked. He knew he had gone to a smaller city than what he was use but he wasn’t expecting it to be this slow. He tossed up a ball he was playing with until he heard the door open, and someone caught his eye. The man that walked in was beautiful, and he lost himself in his beauty. He stared but he couldn’t have been staring that long cause the ball hit him on his head and bring him back. He tried to play it cool as he looked down the ball. He searched for it a few minutes until he heard his name being called out.  He came over and smiled. “You tryna get some work done?” He asked with a smile. “My name is Archer and you are?” He asked. 

[davidkarofskyindie]

guiisnextdoor (Jonah/Clyde)

@guiisnextdoor continued from (x)

it happened to be one of those nights where his expectations were undergound before he got picked right up to set a new standard for what he should accept in a date. clyde was dreamy, a hunk with a personality who also happened to like him? jonah was scared of thinking this could be one elaborate prank by his friends hiring someone that was simply too good a match for him. but unwilling and actively fighting against his insecurities, he took a breath in and let the evening happened. and it did, it so did. yet as he joined the man walking him to his apartment building, he wondered of ways to stretch the date just a little bit more. even walking slower counted. they had to eventually stop, however. “funny enough, i was about to say the same thing.” he sighed smiling, boy how ridiculous he felt being so smitten with him. one look into his eyes, no other words between them. letting a comfortable silence take shape between them was rewarding. he placed a hand, gently, over clyde’s cheek when kissing him back. the gesture alone sent a jolt down his spine, but he was so damn grateful he’d taken that step instead. jonah could still taste a hint of the wine shared earlier, somehow tasting even better coming from his breath. “oh,” he froze, his mouth running dry fast. why was his mind playing games on him at that point. “you’re trouble” he looked down and chuckled, when in fact he was buying some time to make his mind. “i wanna go inside” his hand had now slid down to the man’s chest, a finger sneaked past the opening at the middle to get a feel of his skin. “but i also want a second date” jonah bit his lip and gathered some strength to speak his mind first. “i don’t know about you but i liked you, you’re more than a funny and charming man. and you are plenty of that.” he laughed, licked his bottom lip to wet it a little. “if i’m being honest, and i do want to be honest with you even if it scares you away. i… would love having more of this” he reached up and placed a finger over clyde’s lips. his eyes fixated there for over a couple seconds. “but i’m worried doing more would sell you against the idea of more nights like tonight”

Clyde chuckled a little at being called trouble, that was easily the nickname he was most used to and was more than happy to live up to that title. He worried for a second that maybe he’d been too forward, to wicked but as the seconds ticked by he felt that worry just slowly going away while he listened to the other man. He gentlt sighed feeling the finger on his chest, the touch like a jolt that went through his entire body, then to his lips where he had to really resist the urge to suck on it. Slowly his hands just moved over to rest on Jonah’s hips “Jonah… I  don’t think there’s a way you could deter me from having more nights like this. I’m trying to think of something you could do, I really am but unless you’re not potty trained or are some secret axe murderer, I think you’ve pretty much guaranteed a second date” he joked, chuckling a little as he leaned in close to nuzzle against the other man “Saturday… dinner, 7pm, I’ll make us something nice so you officially have a second dinner already lined up”.

Thinking for a minute, he gently patted the man’s hip “But I don’t wanna pressure you, I really don’t cos I like you a lot Jonah so… how about this” he stepped back a little and reached behind him, opening the door of his apartment and putting the door stopper on to hold it in place “I’m gonna go in and make myself a drink like I normally would, I’ll put a second glass out right beside it for you… if you want to join me, you come on in and take your drink. If you don’t, you can close the door and I’ll see you on Saturday for our second date” he was smiling as sweetly as he could, just looking into those eyes “If it’s any incentive, it’s a really good brandy” he teased before he went in exactly as he normally would… which meant he ever so casually undid his shirt, letting it hang open as he walked over to his little bar that was almost perfectly opposite the front door. He laid out the pair of glasses, prepared his own drink while leaving the bottle out so he could get another if needed and just leaned against it, his shirt hanging open showing off his chest as he took a sip from the drink, trying not to obviously stare at Jonah even though he really wanted to.

[wickcdcreations]

  if there was one thing you could say about fabiano was how vengeful and ruthless he could be ― if you hurt him in any way, he’d make sure to hit you twice as hard. when he found his boyfriend of three years in bed with their best friend, fabiano knew he had to get him back in the worst way possible. it only took him a week or so to figure out exactly how he was going to hurt michael for what he did. it wasn’t enough for fabiano to sleep with someone, it had to be someone close to michael like his brother, dad, best friend, ex boyfriend ― and fabiano was willing to try and seduce all of them if he could. 

  “have i ever told you how pretty you are?” he ran into michael’s brother at the bar by chance. although it was awkward at first, he wanted to show there was no bad blood between the two. “i always thought you were.” his hand ran up and down the others thigh just a little while he flirted with the young man. truth be told, he wasn’t lying ― michael didn’t luck out in the looks department the way his own brother had.

                                  ( @guiisnextdoor​ )

[thetroublewithhim]

Christmas AU Fitz (closed starter)

@guiisnextdoor liked this post for a Christmas AU starter from Fitz

Fitz had been preparing for this moment for a good portion of his life. Everything was so new and exciting. Fitz was out on his own, in the world, with the public. Fitz had allot to prove to himself and those back home that he could survive out in the real world, he was going to make this work while bringing some smiles to peoples faces. "Excuse me, I was wondering if you could be so kind to tell me how I can apply for the job advertised?" Fitz asked politely, his voice was soft and sweet and his big brown eyes focusing on the person in front of him. He was eager to work and work hard, a trait he had learnt from home. Fitz's curly brown hair fell down over his forehead and nearly in his eyes, pink lips spread into a smile and cheeks slightly blushed. He was wearing a Christmas jumper under his winter coat and holding a sack like backpack with well worn winter boots and jeans. He smelt of candy canes and had one sticking out of his pocket.