This story takes place before the threat of AID's and using the condom for protection. Readers, please protect yourself from this deadly disease and ALWAYS play safe.

MONDAY NIGHT FOOTBALL
I lived in a very nice apartment complex and sometimes looked out my window at the hunks in the swimming pool. I would often watch the guys in Speedos when they got out of the pool. The wet suits clung to their bodies showing everything they had beneath the fabric. Some would get out of the pool, find a lounge chair and lay on their back, exposing their bulge. Occasionally, you could see a semi hard cock trying to poke out the top of the tight elastic. I would often sit there in the dark of my apartment, looking at these guys and jack off while I'd dream of getting it on with one of them.

There was one particular guy that was exceptionally handsome, with his dark brown hair, blue eyes, a body that looked like he worked out regularly and a bulge in his swimsuit that filled the entire front. I knew he was married, because I would often see his wife at the pool with him.

One evening, I had been working overtime; I came into the front door of the apartment complex and headed over to the mailboxes to collect my mail. There was the handsome brown haired, blue-eyed dude getting his mail also but he had dropped some of it and was bent over picking it up. I couldn't help but notice his beautifully rounded butt. As he stood up, he turned around and said, "Hi."

I automatically responded with a “Howdy."

He said, "My name is Jim." I told him my name was Mark. He told me that he was getting home late because he had to take his wife to the airport as she was taking a flight to Milwaukee to be with her mother who had just gone through surgery for a hip replacement. He said he was late getting to his Monday night football game and the game was at least half over by then. I told him that I was getting home late from work and also wanted to watch the end of the game.

Jim then asked if I wanted to watch it with him. I said, "Sure but, I want to change into something more comfortable.” He told me he was in apartment 207 and he'd leave the door open and just come on in because he was going to change clothes too. I got to my apartment and changed quickly into a t-shirt and some thin cool shorts. I opted not to wear any underwear to bind myself in the heat of the evening.

I arrived at 207 and opened the door to hear the football game in progress. I could hear his shower going and walked over to his bedroom door and yelled a hello. He yelled back for me to get comfortable and there was a beer in the refrigerator and help myself. I got the beer, and sat down on the sofa. The TV was on and the game was in progress. After a couple of minutes, Jim entered with just a pair of jogging shorts on. I didn't want to stare but that body of his was beautiful. Very masculine and his six-pack abs almost made me seasick with the ripples down his torso.

Jim asked if I would care for some popcorn to go along