The doorbell rung twice and I went to answer the door. It was Anthony the guy that had moved next door about two weeks ago. "Hi! I am Anthony," he said with a smile. "Hi there, I'm Bob", I answered. I could not help but stare at the hunk at the door. He was wearing a tight pair of levis 501's and just a tank top. Anthony's skin was rather dark form the sun, and I could tell with certainty that he had been working at the gym. His biceps were strong and really defined. He had short black hair, almost a crew cut, and a pair of brown almond-shaped eyes. What a sight to behold. I regained my composure and asked what he needed. He said that he had some trouble with his computer. "It was working perfect, and now it won't boot up." He noticed that I had a computer, and was wondering if I would have a couple of minutes to take a look at his. He told me that he had to make a presentation for work, and he was lost without the computer. "Well why don't we take a look at it," I said cheerfully. "But I don't know that much about them, myself." Then I began to think about his asking. It seemed rather strange to me that Anthony knew I had a computer. Was he peeking through my windows? He had never come to my condo before, and we had only briefly talked when he first moved into the neighborhood. At any rate Anthony was too cute for me to be bothering my head with those kinds of details at that moment. I followed him out the door to his place. We entered his condo, and went upstairs where Anthony had his office. He had a new computer and I thought that it should not have been giving him the trouble it had been. "Look do you have a back-up of your boot-up directory?" I asked. "A what? I do not know too much about computers" Anthony laughed. "Ok, well I will have this puppy up and running in just a few minutes let me run home and get my disks" I said and left the room. In passing, I thought I had seen Anthony's basket getting bigger but he did not pay any attention to my stares. "Come over to check out my computer" was not a come-on by any standards or at least that was what I thought. When I came back, I started loading the computer with his files, and the machine was up and running in a matter of seconds. Anthony left and came back into the room with two hot cups of coffee and he laid one of them next to my arm. Touching me on the shoulder he said "Here's some coffee" "Thanks, Anthony you did not have to" "Oh, that's OK, I want you to know that I really appreciate all your help" Anthony said as he touched my shoulder once again. I also felt something hard and throbbing rubbing against my back. I turned to see what I was feeling. Anthony was standing right behind me and he was rubbing denim-covered crotch against my back. I was starting to feel discomfort from my own trapped erection. "Anthony, can you tell me what your password is?" "Yeah, let me type it for you" he said and he leaned over my head to type his password. He stopped a moment and he turned his head towards me. Our faces were only inches away, and as our lips got nearer, a hot passionate kiss came as a natural result of the distance or better, lack thereof. Anthony invaded my mouth with his tongue and I was soon moaning. I rubbed Anthony's back with his hands, and then caressed his scalp. Anthony made me stand up form the chair, and then both of us fell to the floor. "You are a sexy guy you know that?" Anthony asked. "Thanks, please keep kissing me" I said looking at Anthony's full-of-fire lips. Anthony started unbuttoning my shirt. He exposed my nipples, which were erect and tender to his touch. He worked on them with both hands using his thumbs and his index fingers. He was rubbing them with his fingertips, and then he was pinching them with both fingers. I was going crazy. I took hold of one of Anthony's hands and he started sucking on his fingers. "I have a better use for your mouth" Anthony said. He knelt up on his knees, and he put his hand over my crotch which by that time was screaming for some room in my tight jeans. I lowered my face to his crotch and he licked his faded denim. I opened my mouth and groped for Anthony's manhood with my lips. Anthony slowly took his zipper down. I could smell the precum from the boxers shorts. Anthony, with one move, slid his shorts to his ankles and his huge dick over 8" popped up. Pre-cum was dripping from his piss-slit already, and I couldn't wait till he got that prick in my waiting mouth. I worked some saliva up and then licked Anthony's nut sack. His big balls were full of cum and I took special care of them by putting them one by one in my mouth. Then I kissed Anthony's dick across its length. "I cannot wait any more, just open your mouth and let me get in" Anthony said almost as if he was ordering me. I opened my mouth and teased his prick with my tongue. Anthony grabbed me by the hair and he gave a big push with his hips till his dick was buried way down my throat. I gasped for air, but Anthony would not take his prick out. He knew when to let me catch my breath, and at exactly that moment he pulled his dick a bit out, so I could breathe a little. Then he pushed me by my shoulders till my back was on the floor. I slid my own zipper down and released my pulsating cock. Anthony was sitting on my chest; feeding me his cock. He started fucking my throat like a madman. I loved it. He reached behind his back and grabbed my slippery cock and jerked me as my own throat muscles were sucking his cock in and out, milking him, and my tongue was teasing Anthony's cock's piss-slit. "You like that whore, don't you? I knew you were a good cock sucker, exactly what I needed today" Anthony kept repeating as he was making his thrusts more violent, more forceful, and more often. I could not make a sound, Anthony was acting like a man who was out of control. But I could tell that he loved every moment of it. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Good, good drink it all don't even let a drop out I want you to drink it all" Anthony said and his cock started shooting hot, salty, tasty cum into my throat. As my mouth was filling with his sweet nectar, I released my cum into his pumping hand. When he was finished, he zipped up. I got dressed and as I was leaving, he asked, "Are you available for computer repair if I should need it again?" "Hell yes, I'm available anytime that you need my services!"