This is my first and i'll be updating a few times a week. Hope you like it! ~~~*~~~ It was dead quiet. Nothing but the sounds of the wind whistling through the willows, the ticking of the massive grandfather's clock, and Jason's breathing. Jason set his luggage down and eyed along the walls of the mansion's foyer. Pictures of long ago told stories of summers past. He finally made it to the Louisiana home of his ancestors, and he planned to restore it to it's former glory. Suddenly, the sound of gravel crunching interrupted the calm beauty. Jason ran out to the front of the glorious home, to see who had come. A burly man sat in a truck, who claimed that the furniture was here. Jason became estatic, the rest of the home's original furniture had made it! He ordered the men to set get to work, and Jason sat on the porch, smiling ~*~ It was quite a bit later once the movers had finished. The sun hung low over the river and bayou behind the home, and the smell of magnolia and eucalyptus filled the heavy air. Jason walked through the house, admiring it's beauty. When he reached the master bedroom, which faced the bayou and was filled with the deep red of the sunset, Jason sat down. He couldn't believe he was there, sitting in the bedroom of his great-great grandfather. Jason didn't realize how exactly hot southern nights got. After resting in the bedroom for only a few minutes, he was drenched in sweat, and his musky man-smell wafted throughout the room. Slowly he peeled off his t-shirt and jeans, leaving him in his sweaty boxers. Jason looked across the room and noticed a huge gilded mirror across from the bed. Walking in front of it, he couldn't helo but smile, and feel the slightest bit coky. He looked good. His tousled brown hair was perfect against his milky skin, a touch of scruff along his chisled chin. His 6'1, broad frame was glistening in sweat. He meaty pecs were covered with a layer of perfect brown hair, which trailed down across his well-defined abs. His huge, muscled legs stood him sturdily up. Jason began to be turned on by himself, and his boxer started to show some serious bulge. Just as he began to reach his big hands down his tight boxers, he heard a motorboat quickly dock down on the river. Jason ran out to the porch, surprised by the strange visit. But he was even more surprised at who he saw in the boat.