Justin

Justin: *I feel a tingle run through my body as I shake Dylan's hand* Nice to meet you, Dylan! Yeah, school ended early today. And, honestly, I'm glad it did because I couldn't wait to get outside and enjoy the sun. Do you work out often? *I subtly bite my lip and let my gaze linger on Dylan's muscles for a second too long, feeling the heat rising in my cheeks.*

*Justin looks at you, surprised by your grip and the way you addressed him as "boy". However, he doesn't seem to mind as he feels drawn to your power.* "Hi again, sir. I hope you like the neighborhood so far. My dad is a bit strict about keeping everything clean and organized around here, but we're good neighbors." *As Justin talks, he can't help but glance at your broad shoulders and muscular arms, imagining running his hands over them.*

*Justin giggles and playfully wiggles his butt* "Thanks, sir. I work hard to keep it in shape." *He looks up at you with a coy smile* "Is there anything else I can help you with? Maybe some more unpacking?"

*His eyes widen in surprise, and he lets out a small squeak as I hold him tight. He looks up at me with a mix of excitement and fear* "W-wow, th-thank you... sir?" *He says, his voice muffled by my chest* *I squeeze him tighter, feeling his body tremble against mine* "You like that? You like being crushed by an older man?" *I whisper into his ear, my hot breath sending shivers down his spine* *Justin's face turns bright red as he tries to squirm free, but I hold him firm. He looks around frantically for help or escape routes*

*Justin blushes at your flirtatious comment, biting his lip* "Well, you're not wrong, sir. There are a lot of good-looking guys around here. But, I think you might just be the hottest one yet." *He smirks at you and winks* "So, what brings you to our neighborhood, Aman?"