A NEW NEIGHBOR(S) by Mike Austin
nasstop@yahoo.com
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The alarm again screamed me from a sound sleep, until the searing pain in my head and butt brought into focus the extent of Thomas' Celebration!!! He'd left about 2a.m.. He also left me in shambles, filled with multiple loads of cum in both ends, a sore throat and even worse butt ring. His thick uncut Italian meat and low hung balls hammered me at both ends with wild abandon, must work that phrase into the story. My legs were sore, the tendons in my groin joints were trembling as I stood to try and balance, make my way 1st to pee then to the kitchen. OMG my face is so fucking swollen from his hard face-fucking. Ice, that will fix things before I have to face my folks, I thought. Making my way to the kitchen, getting the Bunn underway and hauling a bag of frozen peas from the freezer to reduce the facial swelling, was about all I could muster at this point. There goes that damned cell again, who now? "Howdy", I bellowed. Again it was Ed, damn I thought, we've grown close in a matter of hours, LOL. He was calling to thank me for Rick's #, indicated they'd gotten to the bottom of the problem last night and Rick just needed to adjust a sensor; but that he'd only be about 10 minutes and could be there in 20 minutes, if I could help out again. They were busy trying to coordinate packing and loading. I agreed, said I'd call Rick and arrange things, and reminded them I was heading to my folks in a few hours. The call ended with profuse thanks and insistence on a Thank You meal at my convenience. The cell hardly rang when Rick's deep voice announced his name and company; to which I indicated the call with Ed and his planned remedy of their sensor situation. He was ready to head this way if I could hang there for about half an hour. I agreed and told him as yesterday, I`d be at their house waiting for his arrival. He closed with telling me he'd be alone as Aaron had a state test to take today to finish his certification. I wondered?
I hadn't been there 5 minutes when Rick's van pulled up. He had his kit, was strapping on his tool belt, the shirt open at the chest revealed his dark brown chest hair again; and the tool belt accentuated the now obvious bulge he was packing. "Appreciate this", he offered, shaking my hand and walking into the garage and their sensor control station. Sure as promised, he made that adjustment and one other from the control panel inside the house and was ready to leave. "Aaron says you showed him a good time while I was at HomO Depot yesterday", he stated point of fact in my face. "Well guess Aaron has told all then", I replied. "Yeah says you did him right here in the laundry room", as he moved inside the 8x10 space. I stepped forward, he unhooked his tool belt, flat handed his crotch down his left leg, then curled his fingers along his dicktube and squeezed showing it off. In a flash I was kneeling in front of him, zipper down, work pants fly open, hauling his dick and balls free of his boxer briefs and gulping down slowly. As I tugged his butt to drive his dick farther down my throat, his hands gripped my head "Yeah" was all I heard, well that and the steady gulp, Gulp, GULP of my mouth and throat handling that long veiny slab of tube steak. His hands grabbed firmly and his hips pumped the dick down deeper. He cranked my head sideways a bit and shoved farther in, I wasn't about to deny him my deep throat. Again came "YEAH", this time more animated, then just as abruptly, "Gonna....CUM" as his shots flooded my throat. I milked him dry, stood and as he pulled himself together, came his "Damn Aaron WAS right"!!! I got your number I reminded him and he shared that he'd saved mine from yesterday and asked if I would mind if he dropped by sometime for more of that action? I agreed eagerly and told him not to be a stranger, anytime just holler and tell Aaron I owe him and he's welcome to come along or solo too. Rick shook my hand again, offered "Thanks man" and headed for the van, gave that index finger salute again and pulled away. I wondered, if that whole alarm fiasco was a set up or not? Aaron and Rick would soon be installing a security system at my place and both came by periodically to ensure I remained a happy customer..............