Barron sat at his at his desk with everything that he needed: pen, notebook, a cup of coffee, and a pack of cigarettes. He was determined to write something. Anything. A short story. A poem. Anything.
He slid his cell phone from his pocket, and with a few short taps he unlocked it and turned on music. That should help keep me focused, he though to himself. He placed his phone on the desk, opened the notebook, and picked up his pen. Barron suddenly felt a strange warmth spread through out his body. He thought nothing of it, and took a sip of his coffee.
Pen in hand, he sat drumming his fingers on the table. He'd had an erotic story in mind to write, but he wasn't sure how to start it. Wouldn't hurt to get a little more in the mood. Barron tossed his pen onto his notebook and pushed himself away from the desk. He stood up and removed all of his clothing down to his socks. He caught a glimpse of himself in the full length mirror on the other side of his bedroom and stopped to take in the sight of his own body. 6' tall, naturally thin with a 6 pack. He thought he some how managed to inherit Spider Man's body without his superpowers.
Barron reached down and rubbed his flaccid dick. He always kept his pubic hair neatly trimmed - It made his 7 inches look thicker, and he loved. He sat back down at his desk and retrieved the pen, his other hand subconsciously still rubbing his dick. He sat for a moment feeling his body warm up and his flaccid penis getting harder and harder. His thoughts drifted to his neighbor, Mr Max. Mr. Max was much older, but definitely took care of himself. Barron got harder thinking about him.
A knock at Barron's front door shook him from his day dream. His hand slick with pre-cum. He grabbed his shirt off the floor and wiped his hand cleaned as he made his way to the front door - his large erection swinging back and forth. Who is it? He hoped it wasn't anyone he knew so he wouldn't have to open the door. It's Mr Max, Barron, do you have a quick second? Barron didn't know it was possible, but the sound of his neighbor's voice made his erection even harder. Yeah, just a second! Barron sped back to his bedroom and picked up his pants. He spun around looking for his underwear, but decided the pants were enough. He headed back to the front door tucking his erection into his waistband willing it to go away before he made it to the door.
He opened the door enough to stick his head and out and greet his neighbor. Hey, Mr Max, you OK? Barron tried hard to keep his eyes focused on Mr. Max's face, but his shorter than normal shorts and absence of a shirt didn't make it easy. The daylight made his tan skin look even more attractive than usual. I was about to smoke a few blunts and chill out back at my pool. I wanted to invite you over. We've been neighbors for months and have yet to chat.
Barron was elated to join Mr. Max, but he did't want to seem too excited, at least not as excited as his erection seemed to show that he was. Um, I'd love to! Just let me find some shorts and I'll be right over! He tried to hide the excitement in his voice and smiled. Alrighty, I'll leave the gate open. Mr. Max turned and walked away. Barron shut the front door with a snap, avoiding watching his gorgeous neighbor.
Barron went back into his bedroom, opened his dresser and sifted through his clothing, pulling out a pair of swim trunks that he was almost sure were too small. He removed his pants and slid on the trunks. he looked at himself in the mirror and noticed how much longer his legs looked with the short trunks. He looked at the light trail of hair just beneath his abs that lead down to his dick and realized his erection had subsided. He slipped on a pair of flip flops and picked up his pack of cigarettes and his lighter from the desk. He looked at his notebook and pen sitting quietly. I'll get back to work soon.
On his way next door, Barron's mind began to flood with all sorts of dirty thoughts about his next door neighbor. He quickly shook them off as he arrived at the gate and let himself in. Mr Max was sitting in a chair next to the pool rolling a blunt. He looked up and smiled and Barron immediately hoped the water was cold just in case he were to have another erection. He approached Mr. Max and sat his cigarettes and lighter down on the empty chair next to him. Thanks for inviting me over - It's been a while since I've gotten to relax. Mr. Max light the blunt, took a huge hit, and handed it to Barron.
He exhaled a large cloud of smoke. I'm happy to have you. We're neighbors, so we might as well get to know each other, right? Barron nodded in agreement as he took a big hit and exhaled. Mr Max stood up, close enough for Barron to smell his cologne. An electric current ran through his body. He handed the blunt back to Mr. Max. It definitely looks like it's been a while... He said cryptically as he took another hit from the blunt. Barron noticed his eyes were looking downward. He realized his erection was back, much harder than it had been.
Barron gasped. His eyes wide with shock. Oh my... Mr. Max I'm sorry! I... He stopped when he noticed his neighbor was looking at his erection as slowly rubbing his own. His embarrassment seemed to dissipate quickly and a strange confidence began to take over. He rubbed his slowly down his chest and then down his abs while looking at Mr. Max. He was surprised at himself, but he continued. He wanted to see just how far he and Mr. Max might go.
I'm going to slide into the pool if you don't mind. It's been a while since I've been swimming. He did his best to sound sultry. Mr. Max, sporting a seemingly 8' erection, took another puff of the blunt and slid his trunks down. They hit the ground, and Mr Max stood there with a very hard, 8"inch erection. Barron got even harder. He turned around and walked up to the edge of the pool. He took off his trunks and jumped in. He swam to the ladder, pulled himself up and got out of the pool. He walked up to Mr. Max and stood close enough to him for their dicks to touch.
Mr. Max smiled and started to rub Barron's erection. It sent a shock wave through his body. Looks like it's my turn, huh? He held the blunt up to Barron's lips. He took it and sucked in a hit. Mr Max jumped into the pool. Barron sat at the edge and put his feet in. He watched Mr Max swim naked while he continued to hit the blunt. Barron wasn't sure if it was the weed or Mr. Max, but he was harder than he could ever remember being. He rubbed his dick. Mr. Max swam up to Barron and pushed his legs open. Barron looked down at Mr. Max through a cloud of weed smoke anticipated the feeling of having his dick sucked.
Mr. Max took Barron into his mouth. He could feel his tongue massaging the under side of his shaft. He let out a moan and put his hand on top of Mr Max's head. He slowly slid his throbbing erection in and out of his mouth. Barron took one last large hit from the blunt and put it out. He pulled Mr. Max's head up, opened his lips with his thumb, and blew the smoke into his mouth. Mr. Max took in the hit and put Barron's erection back into his mouth, exhaling the smoke from his mouth and nose.
Barron leaned back on his hands, and shut his eyes. The bright sun shown dark pink behind his eye lids. He felt pure bliss. He never knew Mr. Max was gay, and he wasn't even sure how he'd known that he was, too, but he didn't care. The thought crossed his mind to write a story about having sex with the neighbor, but the thought was interrupted when Mr. Max slid Barron's erection out of his mouth. Barron looked down at him. Mr. Max gave him a wink and swam across the pool. Barron watched his gorgeous body as he lifted himself from the pool. Join me, will you? He said over his shoulder as he walked through an open glass door.
Barron stood and set off around the pool to follow Mr. Max. He followed him through the house, into a large bedroom, and what seemed to be an even larger bathroom. Mr. Max turned on the shower and stepped in. Barron followed suit. Mr. Max soaped himself down and rinsed, almost as if Barron wasn't there. Barron, again, followed suit. Mr. Max put his hand on Barron's chest and backed him into the shower wall. Chest to chest, Mr. Max put his hands on the wall on either side of Barron's shoulder and leaned in to kiss him. Mr. Max pressed his body onto Barron's, their erections between them.
They could smell the weed on each other's breath. Barron pushed Mr. Max back and got down on his knees. He grabbed Mr. Max's 8" erection and put it in his mouth. Sucking him as fast as he could. Mr. Max grabbed the back of Barron's head and began thrusting. His moans shrouded by the sound of the shower. He pulled out of Barron's mouth and pulled him up to his feet. Barron turned around, arched his back, and leaned onto the shower wall. He wanted Mr. Max inside of him.
Mr. Max got down on one knee and buried his tongue deep inside of Barron's hole. He was so abrupt that Barron jumped and let out a moan. He shut his eyes as Mr. Max darted his tongue in and out of Barron - He needed it relaxed just enough to slide inside him and fuck him. He stood back up and placed one hand on Barron's hip, and slid the head of his dick up and down Barron's hole with the other. He spit on his head and began to slowly push himself inside Barron. Barron grabbed his own dick and started to slowly stroke it to help add more pleasure to offset the pain from Mr. Max's large dick.
Before long, Barron's hole relaxed enough for Mr. Max to begin to fuck him. In and out, slowly. Faster. Go harder. Fuck me, please. Barron moaned. The pleasure almost more than his body could handle, but he wanted more. Mr. Max leaned in close to Barron's ear, and whispered in his ear, Is that what you really want? He thrust deep into Barron and stopped. He'd managed to insert himself all the way into Barron's hole that ached with pleasure. YES! Barron yelled with a mix of agony and pleasure.
Mr. Max slid out and then back in speeding up until he'd found his pace. He reached around Barron and grabbed his dick, matching each pump to his thrust. There wasn't a word for how amazing he felt. Both men moaning in pleasure as the shower rained on them. Barron could feel that he was close. Mr. Max was close as well. They both moaned louder as they got closer and closer to the edge. I'm gonna cum inside you... Mr. Max breathed as he came and thrust one final time into Barron, burying his seed as deep as he could. Barron could feel the warmth of Mr. Max's cum deep inside him as he got closer to climaxing himself.
Barron could feel his body about to release. Just as he was about to cum he heard a knock at the door. He jumped up. He had fallen asleep, dick in hand, at his desk. He got up and put on both his underwear and his pants. He went to the front door. Who is it?
It's your neighbor, Mr. Max. You busy? Barron smiled.