WARNING! This story contains graphic depictions of sexual activity between consenting adult males. If you are offended by such material, read no further. Also, if you are under legal age, in a state or community where such material is prohibited by law, or there is any other reason you shouldn't be reading this.. Don't!
Oh yes, I should also tell you (again and again) that this is a work of fiction and imagination and any resemblance to any real life persons or events is purely coincidental, etc. etc. etc.
Just Being Neighborly -- Chap 14
I must have fallen asleep, because I the last thing I remember was saying, "We've got time." and now it was almost an hour later. John was still lying on top of me, and his cock was still inside me.only it wasn't as soft as it had been before. In fact, it was definitely "rising to the occasion" and what woke me was his slow and easy ride.
"Hi, babe. welcome back." he whispered in my ear. "Couldn't help myself. I dozed off for a few minutes here and there, but finally I just had to do something about some new horns that had started to grow."
"Oooooohhh, yessss.! It's such a nice way to wake up! You just take care of those horns right now!"
"That's what I'm a-doin'. You just lie back and enjoy."
".and "that's what I'm a-doin' too".enjoying the hell out of it!" And that was just what I was doing, enjoying it immensely. He was right in the saddle between my legs and was raised up on his arms sort of push-up style. My legs were still wrapped around his, but I lifted them up around his ass to make myself more available to him.
He kept up the slow and steady pace and I could feel him grow inside me to his fullest length. Each time he pulled outward, I could feel the ridge of his cockhead move down through my love tunnel, rubbing the sides, until it started to rub across my prostate. Each time it hit that spot, I couldn't help but lift myself up to him to increase the contact and slow the movement.
I was going back to heaven! I couldn't believe that even after what we had already done that day, I could still have such a strong need for him and such excitement from having him inside me. His pace was perfect! Every part of me was responding and feeling so alive!
The greatest sensation was, of course, centered in my deepest parts - and not just physically. I loved the feeling of him inside me! I loved the feeling of him between my legs! I loved him and wanted him!! The presence of him inside me made me feel like I was on fire! It was scratching some itch that I never knew I had before. It was grand! It was wonderful! It was marvelous!
"God, I love you, babe," he whispered and leaned down to kiss my lips. Little short pecks. One after another. Then finally his lips stayed on mine and I reached up and held his face to mine and we kissed passionately. His tongue found its way to mine and I encircled it in my mouth and drew on it. His lips pressed tighter against mine and I could feel his hot breath on my cheek.
His chest rubbed against mine and I could feel my nipples being aroused by the contact with his skin and the soft mat of hair. When he lifted himself up slightly to look at me, I looked up into his eyes and tried wordlessly to send a message telling him all that I was feeling.
.As I looked down into his deep brown eyes, I suddenly knew exactly what he was feeling. I could sense his pleasure and his love, and my own were being sent back to him. I leaned forward and kissed him again. I could feel it in his lips. The sensations were overwhelming.
I could feel the warm glove of his love tunnel and the tight ring riding over my tool as it gripped it like a soft hand trying to pull me to new heights of pleasure. It was incredible as I rode him softly and slowly, deeply prodding his very essence!
The demand for urgency at the base of my spine began to spread and my hips took on a will of their own as they began to move faster. Before, I was only pulling out about five or six inches before sliding back in. Now the strokes were getting longer, pulling out until only the head was left inside his hot hole. Longer, faster they came!
Peter's eyes were tightly shut and the look on his face was that of pure ecstasy! He was making small, low sounds, and turning his head side-to-side. His hands were sliding up and down my arms and onto my shoulders, rubbing my flexed muscles.
His touch was sending tremors throughout my body. His hips were lifting to my pounding and his inner muscles were gripping me the full length of my rod as it dove into him. I was climbing! I was spiraling into the sky! The sensations were running up my spine and lodging at the base of my neck, needing release!
I had to shoot! I had to fill him with my seed! It was a demand! Flood his innermost being with the warmth of my own body! Let him feel me as only two lovers can feel one another! Bring us to new heights! Let it spew forth and explode around us like a giant starburst of fireworks!
Oh, yesss! It's about to go! "Here it comes, babe! Here it comes! Let me know you how much you want it!"
"Oooooohhh, please. Let it go! Let it fill me up again and again! Shoot it into my ass! Let it drink!! Let me have your juice! Oooohhh, god..I want it! Fuck me hard! Slam that cock into me! Give me what I need, baby! Please. give me what I need."
"Here it is, babe! Here it is! OOOOOooooooooohhhhh, gggodddd! OOOOooooooooohhhh, gggoddd! OOOoooooohhhh!! OOOOoooooohhh! Oooh! Oooh! Ooooooooohhh, shit! It's pumpin' you full, babe! Ooooohhhh, yyyessss! You're getting' the full load! Ooooooohhh! OOOOooooooohhhhh! Oooooohhh, yesss! It feels so good! Let that ass of yours suck it all out! Come on, babe, take it all! Take every drop!"
"Uuuuuunnnnnnggghhhhhh!! OOOoooooooooooohhhh! OOOoooooooohhhh, damn!!! Ooooohhh, yess! Ooooooohhhh!! God, that feels good! Oooooohhhh, yessss, fill me up with all that hot jizm!! Oh, baby! Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Now I'm gonna' shoot! I'm gonna' shoot! Oh, yes! Here it comes! Oh, holy shit! Oh, baby! Oh, yes! Pump my ass! Give me that fucking tool! All the way, baby! Oh, yes!!!"
I could barely move! I had never had anything like that! I couldn't hold myself up any more, so I lay down on top of him, feeling the slick of his cum between us. I was spent! My breath, and his, was coming in deep pants. I felt his chest rising and falling beneath me. I tried to lift myself up to take my weight off him so he could breathe easier, but I couldn't move. I managed to lift my head toward him and whisper, "Wow, that was incredible!" Then I lay my head back down on his shoulder.
.Yes, life is good. I love the feel of his head on my shoulder.the smell of his manly musk radiating up to my nostrils. I reached up and encircled him with my arms and held him to me. Somehow we had just come back to where we started.me holding him to me, him inside me, both spent from another passionate episode.
Now it was getting late and time was running out for us for the day, so we slowly and reluctantly separated.
`I guess a shower would be in order about this time, hunh?" I said as we sat up and began to climb off the bed.
"I'll grab a couple towels, and meet you there."
"'Meet' or `join'?"
"Well, at least sort of join'..I don't think I've got enough left to really join'. if you know what I mean."
"Me either, so don't worry. I won't try to seduce you in the shower."
"Damn! .but maybe we'll try that next time..??.."
"Sounds good to me. .. Sounds damned good to me!"
I reached in and turned on the water to adjust it before I stepped into the shower. John got there right after and followed me in. We took turns soaping and rubbing each other under the water until we got the day's accumulation of dried sweat and cum out of all the cracks and crevices. We were both right about being spent. Even when we washed between each other's legs and actually rubbed and scrubbed our cocks, there was no stirring of anything!
John turned the water off and reached out for the towels he had brought in. He handed one to me and said, "Here, this part is do-it-yourself."
I took the towel and dried myself, watching as he dried himself. I couldn't take my eyes off that delicious body! Not spectacular or any Mr. Muscle' by normal standards, but damned wonderful by mine!! The muscles were nicely outlined and visible as he moved. His pecs and abs were nice and flat, but from work, not ripped' from any workout program. His nipples were like quarter-sized bulls-eyes peeking out from the fine mat of brownish blonde hair on his chest and my eyes couldn't help but follow the downward path of his treasure trail into the bush of pubic hairs above that wondrous cock! Even now, completely at rest, it was a good six inches or so.
How did I ever get so lucky as to find this guy!!!???!!!
"Better put your eyes back in your head and get your mind on what you are doing," he said playfully as he looked over at me. "We gotta get this place straightened up and you've gotta get out of here before `the girls' get back."
"Oh, yeah. Damn! I wish we could figure a way to get them to go somewhere overnight. I really, really do want to spend a whole night with you. It would be so nice to be able to lie and sleep next to you."
"You're singing my tune, you know. That is my own number- one priority. Now let's see what we can do to bring that about."
"It's a date! Now let's get dressed and get busy."
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The next week passed quickly. There was a spring in my walk and a serenity I hadn't felt for years. I'm surprised nobody else seemed to notice. I didn't see John all week, although he was certainly in my mind for most of the time.
When the next Saturday finally rolled around, I half expected to see him on my doorstep when Rache left for the beauty shop. But he didn't come over, and when I took a stroll through the neighborhood -- and just happened to pass by -- I didn't see anyone at home at his house. I missed seeing him, but somehow made it through the whole weekend.
Monday night after dinner, there was a knock on our front door and when I opened it, there he was!!! Of course, his wife was standing there with him, but my heart soared at the sight of him there. "Hey.what's up? C'mon in."
"We were out walking, saw you were home, and decided to stop by. .haven't seen you guys since Rache and I went to the craft show a week or so back," his wife said, as she opened the door and stepped into the house. "Where is she? Front? Or back?"
"Oh, she's back in the family room. You know the way," I replied.
John held back as she headed off through the dining room. "How've you been?" he asked softly.
"Missing the hell out of you.that's how," I replied. I turned and gave him a quick kiss. ".but I feel better now. We better go back and join the girls before they question why we're still out here."
"..anyway I lucked into these two tickets.and it's Pavarotti.and it's this coming Friday night.so.." Julie was going on as John and I came into the room.
"No need to go any further.you bet your bippie I'll go with you! A chance to see Pavarotti again! No way I'm passing that one up! .and Peter won't be upset at all that there isn't a ticket for him.. but what about John?" Rache broke in excitedly.
"He's not going. I couldn't drag him into an opera . at the Met or anywhere else! `The boys' will just have to rough it for the night. You guys don't mind do you?"
"Oh.no.not at all," I replied. "We'll throw something on the fire and spend a night in front of the tube. But don't expect us to wait up for you. you won't be back here until at least 2am.if you're lucky.so I intend to be in bed asleep, if I don't just crap out on the sofa."
"Rache, you know..he's right.we'll be awfully late getting back. It'll be Friday night, and since the next day is Saturday, why don't we just stay in the city overnight? Do you have any plans?"
"Not really. I have my Saturday hair appointment, but I can reschedule that to Friday afternoon. So.. Hell. let's do it. You guys won't mind if we `step out' for the night?"
"Oh, I guess we'll be able to muddle through." I remarked, managing somehow to keep the excitement out of my voice and off my face!!!!
This was it!! It had been handed to us like on a silver platter!!! We didn't have to work on it the way we figured.it just fell into our laps out of the blue.we were going to get that night together!!!!!!!
I looked over at John. He was also managing to keep a straight face. But I could see a sparkle - hell it was a bonfire - burning in the backs of his eyes!!
"Yeah..maybe we'll spend some time in the boat and have a nice fish dinner Sunday night. How's that sound?" he asked, directing his question more at the wives than at me.
"Sounds good," Julie replied. ".and this time I won't be left home alone while you're out drowning worms. Hey, Rache, I got a question about a pattern I thought up and wondered if you could look to see if you have it, or can construct it, in your machine. Let's go back and look it up."
"Okay. you guys sit down and turn on the tube..or whatever. we'll only be a few minutes," Rachel replied.
"Right. `.only . a few minutes'. we've heard that one before!" I answered. "C'mon, John, let's go sit outside. It's too nice a night to sit in here, and, besides, there ain't nuthin' on the tube tonight."
"Okay. I"ll meet you out there, I have to go to the head first."
"I think you know the way. and I need to go too. You take the front one and I'll use the one in my bedroom."
As I went into the half-bath off my bedroom, I stopped long enough to change clothes, putting on a loose shirt and my special shorts'. Never can be too ready.can we? I didn't really have to go, so I used that time to also find some lube and set things up' so-to-speak.
John was already on the deck when I walked out the door from my bedroom.
"Nice shorts!" he exclaimed. "I kinda hoped I might see those!"
"Well.you know what a few minutes' means when they go to the toy room'."
"I guess I do. why don't you just come over here by the railing?"
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(to be continued)
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