“Finally I am home, and I also got the food safe and sound” he was planning a comedy movie with his food and a long night because of the weekend, he hummed happily while going towards the main entrance of the house

“Hey shorty” 

Was the voice which stopped Ian in his track, he doesn’t like this voice, whenever it’s directed at him he gets tensed why? one because the man is older than him by a few years and second he is a big flirt. Ian turned around only to find his neighbour standing on his porch wearing nothing but some baggy jeans, he was handsome, so handsome. 

He was built, tall and wide. Both hands were smeared in car oil and the forearm showed tattoos reaching his shoulders. He had six-pack abs and a brawny chest. Ian gets weak in his knees whenever he sees him, don’t get him wrong he had no crush on that brawny man it is just that, whenever he wanted to be built like that man he couldn’t, he got abs as well but not as defined as his neighbour. 

Ian was naturally beautiful, he had a beautiful body, big grey eyes, long lashes shading his chubby cute cheeks, thick and naturally pink lips, slim but built figure, his waist was tiny but his thighs were glorious. He was very beautiful like his mom; he was everything a guy could ask but Ian wanted to be like that man in front of him.

“Are you done starring princess?” the neighbour asked amused at the shunned action of the younger. He was so entranced by the beauty in front of him. Ian was very cute when teased so the neighbour was taking benefit of it. Ian rolled his eyes at him after hearing what the neighbour said

“yes, I am done, and don’t call me that, why did you call me Mr. macho?”. Ian asked sassily while getting out of a trance he was in.

The neighbour laughed loud, “what should I not call you huh? and Mr Macho! where did that come from?” He asked with a smirk on his handsome face

“The word that you called me just now, don’t call me that,” Ian said sharply

“Come on, we call a princess ‘a princess Ian and I call you that because you look like one,” said Julian with a teasing expression

“tsk, just tell me why did you call me Julian, I don’t have time,” Ian asked annoyed.

“Well, first of all, you must learn that I am older than you, so you should not talk to me like that and secondly my dear Ian, can you come a bit closer so I can tell why I called you?” there was a typical permanent smirk on Julian’s face which made Ian uncomfortable.

Julian and Ian became neighbours since the family of Williams shifted here, Ian was thankful when Julian took it upon himself to help him and his mother unload the truck but to his bad luck, they both never got along much.  

They had a teasing relationship between them. Ian’s mother was delighted to see a handsome man at their door offering his help, the problem was, it became a part of their life to involve Julian in everything they do, hurting Ian's feelings unintentionally. 

Ian was always loved by his parents but someone was there to snatch the attention of his parents. Gradually Julian became a part of their lives. Sometimes he was seen shopping with Mrs Williams and sometimes gardening with Mr Williams. Ian does not hate Julian but he can feel a little stress whenever he is with him.

“Why? you can just tell me from there too whatever you need,” Ian said feeling slightly off about the smirk on his face.

“why not come near, you scared?  …. Come here I won’t bite you………………. hard,” said Julian laughing hard at the face Ian made after his comment.

Suddenly that smirk was gone from Julian’s face and he looked behind Ian with a stoic hard expression. Ian felt more uncomfortable and turned around to look at his back, there was no one but the smell of burning. 

Ian saw the wind passing through the high trees in front of him, they were swaying harshly, he took his step back until he was touching a hard surface. Scared he looked back and found Julian smirking at him, he jumped and turned around only to be held by Julian.

Julian held him securely in between his arms, both hands were holding Ian’s waist and the younger was looking at Julian with wide eyes. He could feel his heart coming out of his chest because of how hard it was beating.

“What happened little baby ...got scared huh...” Julian asked with amusement still holding that delicate figure in his grip.

“if you wanted to rest in my arms, you could have asked, I won’t mind holding you for long.” Ian looked at Julian and then he looked down. wide-eyed, he jolted away from Julian and gasped loud 

“What did you do!!!?.... do you know how much important that sweater is for me, and you ruined it with that oil?” he pouted with those luscious lips of his.

Julian tried to suppress his laughter after witnessing the cute pout resting on Ian’s lips. How could he not when Ian looked so cute in front of him? He didn’t want to ruin his sweater but the reaction was worth it.

 “I am sorry darling but you were the one slipping in my embrace and I had to catch you before you could meet the ground… but that’s okay a little sacrifice won’t kill you," he said rubbing his oil-smeared hands with each other.

“But it was my favourite” Ian mumbled in a small voice. Julian was restraining himself from pouncing on that beautiful boy but he controlled his urges, he wanted to kiss that pout away.

“Now that you got scared, had your sweater ruined and came closer to me, mind helping me in something?” Julian said while examining him from top to bottom. Ian looked at him unimpressed

“You think you dirtied my sweater and I will help you?” Julian snickered in response showing his pearly whites

“Well if you have listened before It wouldn’t happen….am I, right sweetheart.”

Ian rolled his eyes again, he started to open the buttons of his sweater to take it off. underneath the sweater he was wearing a blue tank top without sleeves, tucked in his jeans.

Ian turned around to put his stuff on the car roof and Julian was having the view of his dreams. Ian’s ass was so round and firm. He was wearing dark blue jeans and his butt was hugged by the fabric so tightly that it was doing things to Julian. 

the younger turned around and after realizing the hungry look that Julian had was directed to his rear, Ian quickly grabbed his sweater and tied it around his waist and scowled at the older. 

“Tell me what you want, so I can leave.” Said Ian while looking down.

“Okay,” said Julian while directing his eyes at Ian’s face 

“You just have to start…… and leave other things to me,” said Julian in a strange voice that Ian had to look up at him 

“the car I mean, you have to turn the ignition and that’s it, I will do the rest” he explained

“but I don’t know how to,” said Ian in a hushed voice as if somebody will listen to his secret.

“Oh, this beautiful useless baby… come here.” Julian made Ian sit in the car and put his hand on the keys, he held Ian’s hand in his big ones 

“Now, just turn it like this and voila!!! It started” Julian explained to him by standing outside the car and leaning down at his level. He turned the key back and looked at Ian to see if he understood

“you could just do it yourself,” told Ian, ready to run from the task.

“I could but I am not a superhuman with multiple limbs so when I need to do something in the bonnet you will start the ignition at my call…… got it shorty” Julian mused while flicking at the younger's forehead

“Okay” after getting the reply Julian went towards the bonnet and started doing his work when a ringtone startled Ian, he searched out the phone from his pocket to see the caller, his mother was calling, Ian picked up the call only to be yelled at “hey Mom i….”

“Ian!!! Do you know how much late it is for you to roam out in the streets” his mother yelled.

“I know mom.” he tried to explain,

 “No you don’t we are worried here, your father is home and asking about you. where are you? I am going to ground you for a week if you are not home in 5 minutes” Ian sighed

“Mom I am in front of our house helping Julian with something,” he said and the shouting finished. Why does it happen when it’s Julian?  

“Oh baby, why didn’t you tell me sweetie?” she asked politely

“because you are not letting me, mom,” he said with a tight smile

 “alright Ian, but please come home you didn’t have your dinner yet, I made steak for you baby,” she said with concern and Ian sighed again

“Sure mom I will be home soon.” He hung up before she could say anymore and stared at his phone until Julian called him.

“Turn the ignition sugar,” said Julian from the front and Ian complied

The car started and the silence fell after that, both were quiet, the sound of the engine was the only noise that was present. Ian was lost in his thoughts, he wasn’t aware of his surroundings until his small hand was clasped within the bigger one.

Ian got startled but he didn’t dare to move his head to respond. He could feel the husky voice near his ear, 

“where are you lost baby, can’t hear what I said?” he couldn’t encourage himself to answer the man

“Ian?”

“y-yes?”

“You can turn it off, it’s getting hotter now ….” Julian whispered in his ear talking about the engine, his breath was fanning over Ian's ear, and the younger was almost dead.

With a jump, Ian sprinted towards his house never stopping to look at the things he dropped out of his bag of food. He couldn’t deal with intimacy maybe because he never had any physical contact before. He ran inside his house and closed the door, his heart was beating so hard. What he felt was not normal, maybe because Julian has some issues.

Julian watched him with a smirk on his face, oh how he would take his time when that boy is finally under him, at his mercy. he could think of many things that he would do only to get the boy riled up, moaning with pleasure. 

his gaze shifted to the bag of chips Ian had dropped before. picking it up he smiled at the clumsiness of the boy. he eyed the black figures, multiplying at the top of the house of Williams before he turned around and walked towards his own house.  

Julian walked in a drunk manner smiling at the memories of his dream boy, he entered the house and the door closed behind him. the engine rumbling in the garage got shut off on its own and the head of the bonnet went down with a thud.