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 (other than myself) or actual events is purely coincidental, etc. etc.
Just Being Neighborly -- Chap 16
. and we stayed like that, holding each other, until we finally drifted off into sleep.
When the phone rang, it took me a minute to get myself oriented and recognize that John and I were sleeping together in the guest room and that it was the phone ringing (thank goodness I had remembered to bring the cordless handset with me earlier). I pressed the `Talk' button and cleared my throat.
"Hello?"
"Oh, hi, dear. just wanted you to know we're here at the hotel. We're staying in Room 2434."
"Thanks. you said Room 2434?"
"Yep. .we're just here long enough to use the facilities and we're going out to dinner after the Met, so we won't be back until late. Has John come over yet?"
"Yes.he's here. we just finished eating. I guess we'll find some movie on HBO or whatever."
"That's good. You know it was Julie's idea to have him stay over. I think she wants you to keep an eye on him. you know. like he is less apt to get himself in trouble, if you're watching him. .don't know what `trouble' she thinks he'd get into.but. oh. she's coming out.. You guys have fun. Bye, now."
"Bye. you girls have fun too. Talk to you later."
"I'll call when we get back to the hotel and let you know we're safe and sound."
"Okay.. I guess that means you'll be calling back about midnight or so.. Talk to you then.. bye."
When I pressed the `Off' button, I looked over at the clock. It was only 7:15.
John was lying there quietly, and I had thought he was still sleeping..but as I put the phone down, he looked over to me, and said: "I guess that means we have lots of .uh, un- interrupted.time until they call back. Think we can figure out a way to use it?"
"Maybe. If we use our imaginations, I'm sure we can!"
"Well, right now I'm imagining you moving over here next to me and letting me feel your hot body up against mine! Then we'll work on whatever comes up! Okay?"
I moved over so that I was lying on my left side, up against his right side, with my head on his shoulder and my right arm over his chest. With my right hand, I began to slowly and lightly stroke his left arm from the shoulder down to the elbow. I could feel his muscles under the light brush of hair on his upper arm. It felt so wonderful!
Slowly I pulled my hand back toward me so that it was resting on his chest and I could now feel the light mat of hair between his nipples. I rubbed it in a circular motion, ending up at the bottom middle, and then slowly moved my hand down over his navel and onto the treasure trail of darker, coarser hair leading to the delightful bush of pubic down guarding his manhood.
I turned my head up to look at his face. He was motionless -- just lying there with his eyes closed and a very tiny smile on his lips. He seemed to be enjoying it fully. My hand retreated back up its route to the hair on his chest, then moved over to his left nipple and began to play there.
While my hand was entertaining his left nipple, I lifted my head and bent over to bring my lips onto his right nip. I started to kiss it lightly.then opened my lips to let my tongue start its journey around and over and around until I could feel it like a hardened pencil eraser standing there. The right nipple under my hand was also growing hard, so I moved my right leg up and over his leg until my knee was resting atop his pubic patch.
Sure enough.I could feel the enlarging sausage lifting up between his legs and pulsing against the side and back of my knee. Something was definitely `about to come up'! My own hardening cock was already beginning to press into his thigh where I was lying.
Slowly I began to move my knee - just a couple inches down, then back up again. He responded by opening his legs to allow his rod to rise free from where it had been trapped between them. It pushed against the back of my knee.
I moved my hand back down his chest and again followed the treasure trail to the pot of gold at its bottom. It moved around the shaft and down the inside of his thigh until I could cup the twin orbs of his egg-sized cum factories. Lightly I gripped them and pulled them loose from where they were also trapped so I could lift them and roll them in my hand. The wiry hairs of his scrotum tickled my palm, and I gripped tighter.
Lifting up, I rolled more toward him until I could raise my head over his and dust his lips and chin with kisses.
Finally he stirred.reaching up to pull my head and lips back to his and softly, but insistently, grind his lips against mine in an increasingly passionate kiss. I turned further over him and slid my right hand under his left shoulder and pulled myself onto him. I felt his hardening manhood pulsing between us and pushed my groin tighter against his. We both began to make small throaty noises, expressing our pleasure and desire for more.
I pulled my right hand out from under him and lightly caressed his check and ear and then ran my fingers into his hair. The brushy, short hairs on the side tickled my palm.and I only wanted him more and more. My hips began to rise and fall slowly of their own accord, grinding themselves tighter against the hardened rod I could feel below me. I knew then just what I had to do!
Sliding myself down his body, I positioned my face directly over that rock-hard jammer. I reached over with my right hand and lifted it up, then slowly began to lick the tip and sides. As I would come up the side to the head, I would run my tongue around and around the rim and them up and into the slit. I would then close my lips and suck on the head and slowly slide my lips down the shaft about three inches or so. After that I would pull back up, use my tongue on the head, and lick my way down the other side.
I kept that up for a few minutes, then on one downward trip, I just kept going until my tongue was down that side and under the hairy purse hiding its twin treasures, heavy with their load of man seed. I lifted one and then the other with my tongue, working my way side-to-side, back-and-forth until I pushed forward and enveloped the right one with my lips and warm mouth. John groaned loudly.
He obviously liked that a lot!! Well, if that's what he liked, that was what I was going to do..and I sucked on the one orb until his hips lifted off the bed. Then I moved over to the other and repeated my worship. I only wished my mouth was large enough to take them both at once!!!
After about five minutes of working on his balls, I started my move back up the shaft to the head. That's what I wanted!! I wanted his head and shaft in my mouth and down my throat. I wanted to work that lovely tool until it jettisoned its liquid gift into me. I went to work with a renewed purpose!! I was going to suck that boy dry!!!
I grabbed the base of his fuck monster with my right hand and began to jack it as I closed my mouth over the head and began to bob my head, sucking like a hoover gone wild!! His hips were bouncing off the bed and my head was going further down each time!! I was going to take as much of that 12 inches down my gullet as I could get without choking to death!! I have no idea how much of it I really swallowed, but it was a lot further than I ever got it before!!
The feel of his hard, hot prod in my mouth and throat was a combination of soft, smooth, and hard. I could feel the soft outer skin moving back and forth - though only a fraction of an inch - over the hardened shaft. From time to time it would pulse and jerk and I could taste the saltiness of his pre-cum nectar as it flowed out of the slit. The whole length was warm to the touch of my lips and tongue. I wanted to swallow it all the way.
My mind was buzzing. I really didn't have any conscious thoughts by this time except the overwhelming need to suck as hard as I could and drive him into a frenzy!! My head was moving faster and faster.up and down, up and down.. My lips were moving from however far down the shaft I could go, up to the edge of the head, just under the rim, and then back down. my tongue was running races around and over whatever it could grab.my cheeks were hollowed from the suction inside. I felt as though I was trying to pull his balls right up through the piss tube and out into my mouth.
His ass was bouncing up and down . his hands were clinched into the bottom sheet.his head was rolling from side to side.his moans had turned into a low, throaty growl..then his hips stopped moving and I felt him arch his back.
The tops of his thighs went rigid under my forearms which were resting there. The growl stopped and a near roar started deep inside his throat. His hands came up and grabbed my head on each side. The head of his fleshy trowel swelled until it became rock hard itself, his piss tube became inflated and rigid. Then there was a sudden intake of breath...and it hit!!
"OOOOooooooooooohhhhhhh, mmmmyyyyyyyy ggggodddddddd!!!!!!!!" He damned near shrieked!!!
I felt him jerk all over as his exploding cock spasmed and the first shot careened straight into and down my throat. I quickly pulled my head up and began to suck on the head as volley after volley of his lover's juice filled my mouth. I swallowed again and again, barely able to keep up with the volume he was pumping out!
It ran out around the corners of my lips and began to flow down the sides of his shaft, heading for the crack on each side at the top of his legs. I was moaning with each mouthful. I wanted more and more. I got more and more. I drank and drank until I thought there couldn't be any more, but somehow it kept cumming . until I thought I couldn't take any more. Then it stopped.
He let loose of my head and lowered his ass back down to the sheet and mattress. I kept my mouth tight on the head and my tongue searched the slit for more. I was rewarded with another few small boluses of his ball batter.
"Ooooooooooooohhhhhh, wheeeeeeee! That was sensational!! That was fucking incredible!!! You never did that before..what did you do??!!!!"
I lifted my head.. "just what I've been wanting to do for a while. I just wanted to give you something to remember me by. and I've been wanting to suck that thing dry for weeks!!! And I think, this time, I really did it!!!"
"WOW!!! And just what else might you be wanting to do?"
"You'll find that out..after you've had a little time to recover!"
Then I bent back down and proceeded to use my tongue to clean up everything that had `spilled' the few minutes earlier. The feel of his now somewhat softened cock was interesting. It reminded me of a very large, uncooked, italian sauage. It was both soft and firm. I ran my lips up and down its length as it rested over to its side above his left thigh. Every now and then it quivered slightly in response to my touch, but it definitely needed a little rest right now. So did I.
I laid my head down on his stomach just above his pubic patch, where I could look over the curls and see the limp shaft as it came up out of the brush and lay over on its side. and we both dozed off.
.......
It was about 10:30 when I again woke.this time to the feel of John's hand caressing my head and his fingers running through my hair.
"Hey, sleepy-head, you gonna let the whole night go to waste? I'm not.."
I opened my eyes and my head was exactly where it was when I fell asleep. I was still looking down along his abs and over his pubic hairs toward what lay below. Nothing had really changed at this point. I raised my head and turned up so that I could put my head onto his shoulder and my right hand could reach and stroke his chest and the patch of hair that lay between his nipples.
This time he turned onto his right side to face me and then lightly pushed me onto my back, reversing our positions. He leaned up over me and began to kiss all over my face, finally landing on my lips with a light, but lingering, kiss.
"My turn," he said simply, and kissed me again.
I could feel my cock begin to fill and rise in anticipation of whatever he had in mind.
He began to work his way south' with his lips and tongue.down my neck and into where it meets the collarbone.then on down to my right nipple. After a little play there - enough, of course, to set my pulse rate up about 50 points - he moved his attention to the left nipple and kicked me up another notch'! By now my back was starting to arch - the lower areas beginning to demand some of the sweet action.
It took him several more minutes to work his way on down past my navel and then I felt the warmth of his breath against my rock-hard, straining cock. Then I gasped as his hot mouth enveloped the head!! "OOOOooooohhhh, yesssss! It's definitely your `turn'! ..So...keep turnin'!"
What he did to me for the next ten or fifteen minutes had me climbing up the walls and running across the ceiling. That man has the most talented mouth and tongue I ever had the pleasure to meet! He would work the head with his lips and tongue and then slowly slide down and back up the shaft, rasping the underside and wrapping it each half-inch both ways. As he would feel it start to stiffen and swell just before it was about to shoot its load, he would back-off and start to wash my balls with his tongue, until he could tell that it was cooled down enough to go back to work on the `good part'.
He had me teetering on the edge a dozen times before I finally couldn't handle it any more. That time, as I got to the precipice and he started to back off, I reached down and grabbed the back of his head and held him in place. "Oh, no..not this time!!! I can't take it again! You gotta let me go!! Please!!!!"
He couldn't answer much more than to sort of nod his head and make an "uumm hhhummm" sound.then he slid his lips back down the shaft and drove it all the way to where I could feel the entryway to his throat. It only took a slight swallowing movement of his throat muscles, and my back arched a full foot off the bed and I exploded!!!
The only thing missing was the sound of a full orchestra with cymbals and tympani!! My body felt like someone had just strapped me into "old sparky" and pulled the switch!! A thousand volts of electricity shot through me from the top of my head down to my feet.rebounding back up my legs into the small of my back and into my balls!! I usually don't respond that well to a blow-job - even if done by an expert - but this time respond' is like calling the water coming from a fire hose a drip'!!
When the first shot drilled its way up the piss tube and out the slit, it felt like it was white-hot!! No pain.but damn! I felt it every micrometer of the way. It was like the little fellows in it were bouncing off the sides in their rush to freedom. Little did they know they were going to be `food chain' this time!
By the time the second volley was on its way, John had backed off so that the head was back into his mouth and I could feel his tongue wrap the end ready to catch it. He kept moving. Between the movement of his lips, the searching and pulling of his tongue, and his sucking and swallowing, he was going to drain me completely (turn-about really is fair play)..and if he didn't slow down, he'd probably pull my balls and even my ear-drums out through the slit! Pump. Lap. Swirl. Pull. Over and over it went until I became too sensitive to keep it up.
My arched and rigid body just went limp, and he followed me down, never completely releasing his hold on me. Slowly then he backed off and turned back up towards me until he could press his lips to mine. All I could do was moan in the back of my throat to tell him how wonderful it had been!
He moved his head back down onto my shoulder and we held each other as we relaxed and enjoyed the after -glow.
We lay there that way for about ten minutes before John raised his head and whispered in my ear: "This is wonderful! I wish we could do this all the time..or, at least, a lot more than we probably will be able to."
"Je suis d'accord," I replied, my college french suddenly coming out.maybe it's that old association of french as a romantic language(?). "I do agree," I translated, "but it sure won't be from not trying."
"Hey, you know the phone will probably be ringing in another half-hour or so.saying `we're back at the hotel'. Why don't we hit the shower first?"
"I think we said something about that the last time I was over at your house..let's go."
"Yeah, we did..but when we showered we were too exhausted to do anything in there.looks like we may have a repeat."
"Well, I might. you just `cleaned my clock' pretty well and I'm not as young as I used to be.. But I'll bet you might find it in yourself to need some attention."
"Let's go find out."
He rolled back and kissed me again before we separated and climbed out of the bed, heading for the bathroom. I walked behind him so I could watch that cute butt going down the hall in front of me . I may have been pretty well drained, but my eyes and imagination were still working!
That's when he looked back over his shoulder and said: "Okay, Mister Peeping Tom, put your eyeballs back in your head and get that sex-fiend look off your face! It's your ass that's going to be `up for grabs' in a few minutes."
"Promises, promises.." I replied.
(to be continued)
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