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 23
It was Saturday morning again when I saw John walking across the street toward my front door.
I opened it as he came up the steps and held it for him to come in. As I closed it behind him, he turned to me and we embraced and kissed deeply. We held the kiss for several minutes and I could feel his manhood growing within his jeans and pressing into me.
Slowly we began to push and rub our groins against each other's. His hands moved down my back and pulled my butt closer to him. I reciprocated, feeling the tightness of his buttcheeks in my hands as I caressed them and pulled them to me.
"Julie just ran to the store and I thought maybe we'd have a half-hour or so before Rache got home," he said softly.
"Wonder what we can do in half-hour." I said suggestively, as I reached between us and began to unbuckle his belt. "Let me work on that idea."
After the belt was open, I unbuttoned his jeans and then carefully unzipped his fly - didn't want to get anything caught in there. As my fingers passed over it, I could feel the heat of his hardness through the light cotton material of his briefs. I reached around and began to pull down on the waistband of his jeans, and they began to slide off over his buttocks and down his thighs until they stopped just above his knees.
I ran my hands back up the backside of his thighs, feeling the wiry hairs tickling my palms, until I had them back on those delicious buns. They felt even better through only the soft cotton.
Slowly I raised my hands until they were slightly above the waistband and then slipped my fingers under the edge and hooked my thumbs over the top. As I pushed downward, I felt his bare skin and stopped. I just held on for a minute and enjoyed the feel of those firm, round cheeks. I pulled them toward me again and felt his stone-hard rod press into me. As it did, I felt it pulse and throb.
That was all I needed. I brought my hands around to the front, my fingers still under the waistband of his briefs, and lifted the cloth forward and down over his erect flagpole. Then I backed away and knelt down so that the bulging, pink head was waving side-to-side directly in front of my eyes.
I leaned forward slowly, placing one hand around the side and back of each of his thighs, and stuck out my tongue until it touched the shaft about half-way between the head and where it disappeared into the furry bag of goodies below. Wiggling it back and forth across the underside, I slowly inched my way up the shaft until I was able to open my lips and envelop the head into my mouth. When I did that, it jerked and pulsed again. I could feel the head swell inside my mouth and I darted my tongue into the slit, tightened my lips around the base, and sucked on it. Then I slowly slid my mouth down the shaft, rasping it with my tongue, until the tip was far back into my mouth and beginning to enter my throat.
I reached up with my right hand and grabbed his ballsack and began to massage the soft, but firm, orbs inside it, pulling down and twisting on them lightly at the same time. When I did, I felt the tremor start somewhere up his body and travel down past his hips and then past his thigh where my left hand was still holding on.
Up and down the shaft I began to move my mouth and lips, savoring every bit of that delicious tube steak!
His hands were now on my head, pulling me to him and his hips were beginning to buck and feed himself to me. I pushed back against his hands and wrapped my tongue around the throbbing head and sucked heavily on it. The reward was the first of several pulses that dripped his sweet pre-cum nectar onto my tongue.
"Ohhhh, yessss, baby! Oooohhhh, yessss!" I heard him whispering above me.
As usual, that only made me want to swallow more and more of him! My mind had now passed from conscious thought to auto- pilot and was focused on only one thing - to make that man go crazy and have him give me a big load of his man juice!
Even as my head was bobbing over that man-sized meal and I was tugging and handling what hung below, I knew that they needed more.so I pulled my head away, and dove for the jewels, taking each into my mouth and washing it with my tongue. I could feel the wiry raspiness of the hairs on my tongue and lips and it only made me want to suck harder. They were lovely! Those big, low-hanging balls of his. I let them go from my mouth and reaching behind them, pulled them forward and rubbed them over my face! Then I opened my mouth as far as possible and pushed them against it so that I could run my tongue back-and-forth over them again.
While I was doing this, I was also getting my fingers wet so that when I backed away and lifted up to again take the head into my mouth, I could slide my fingers back between his legs and over the entryway to his man pussy. This time, as my mouth enveloped the head of his swollen cock, my finger went into him.
Again I felt the shiver and tremble pass through his body.
"Oooohhhh, yesss, baby! Take it on down the line!! Make that rod shoot its own lightning!! Get ready to take a big one!!"
I couldn't answer (obviously), so I just shook my head and started to work that tool for all I was worth!! Not wanting him to get too excited and forget just how long that mammoth tool was, I took my left hand off his thigh and grabbed the rigid shaft about two thirds of the way down effectively blocking him from shoving it in too far. Then I slowly began to pump it.
Between my mouth, my hand, and my finger, that boy was about to take off!! His head was thrown back, and his breaths were coming faster and faster. Then he crossed the line!!
His whole body went rigid! His breathing stopped! His hips bucked forward! I felt the head swell in my mouth to the point it seemed it would split wide open! Then the whole shaft jerked upward and I tasted the first salty explosion of his thick, white, creamy man juice as it hit my the back of my tongue and shot down my throat!
I pulled back slightly so that I could catch the next round in my mouth and taste his manliness.and it was there.then another. I was tasting and swallowing as fast as I could to keep up with the flood he was releasing into me. In my mind I could picture each eruption of the pearly jizm out through the slit and onto my tongue, sending me into my own frenzy of sucking and pumping and fingering to drive more and more of it out and into my hungry mouth.
Slowly the flood subsided and my sucking and stroking slowed in response. I was now concentrating on the tip to get to that wonderful last drop.when I heard the sound of tires crunching on gravel.
I don't think John heard it. I believe the only thing he was sensing at that point was still focused entirely on what was going on in my mouth.
As I quickly pulled back, and opened my mouth, all that I could get out was ".car..driveway.."..and then one more, late volley hit me full in the face! That time I managed to get out: "Quick! Zip it up!! She's home!! Follow me!!"
I was on my feet and heading for the master bedroom and its door to the deck. John was right behind me trying to get his jeans up and closed.and had gotten some of that last shot onto his hand before he was `tucked away' and was managing to spread it all over the front of his fly.
As I opened the door and got him out onto the deck, I asked him to sit down and wait for me. Then I went into the half- bath off the bedroom and wet a towel to clean my face off. I went over to the deck door and tossed the towel to him for his own clean-up, and headed back to the front of the house.
The door opened just as I stepped back into the living room.
"Oh. hi," I said. "I thought I heard you driving up. I was out back talking with John."
"Hi, yourself. would you mind getting the bags out of the car.just bring them into the kitchen." Rachael responded. "He still out there?"
"I guess so..unless he left when I came out here.."
When I came back in with the groceries, I could hear Rachael's voice by the back door, so I put the bags on the counter and walked back there. I could hear John's voice then as he was saying: "..just bullshitting. What else is there to do on a dull Saturday?"
"Well, you guys continue while I put stuff away," she said as she backed away and I stepped out onto the deck.
"Okay, Dear. let me know if you need some help," I replied.
I turned to John and whispered, "Sure..think we can continue' what we were talking about' before the interruption? Fat chance!! . That was close, wasn't it!!"
"Too close," he answered. ".and too bad for the `interruptus'. You didn't get off before, and maybe I've still got something more left for you. Want to try and make it over to the clubhouse? I think it's empty right now."
"Sure, let's try," I said as I turned back into the house. Sometimes, I guess, we're both nearly insatiable. How could he even think about another round after the major load he had just dropped? .but since I still hadn't shot my own rocks, I was definitely ready to `finish the job'.
Walking back into the house, I crossed to the kitchen and said, "Rache. John says he needs to go over to the clubhouse to fix a window Ron called him about yesterday. Mind if I go along?"
"No, you guys go on over." As John came up behind me, she continued, "John, is Julie home now? I though I might run over for a few minutes while y'all are at the clubhouse."
"She went to the store, but she ought to be home anytime. She'll probably be there by the time you get your stuff put away and can walk over. If not, I'm sure you won't have a long wait. We'll see you back at my house."
"Okay, guys. see you there."
John and I left and walked over to the clubhouse, trying not to be too eager or move too fast. When we got there, Ron was inside doing his `house committee chairman things' (checking to see that the family who used the place the night before had cleaned it up properlyl).
"Oh, hi guys. What's up?" he asked as we walked in.
"I heard there was a problem with one of the windows and was going to see what I could do about it," John answered.
"Oh? I don't remember anyone saying anything to me about it." Ron replied. "Who told you about it?"
"You know.I don't remember who it was. You know how everyone around here thinks I'm the `clubhouse handyman' and tells me those things. Don't worry. I'm sure as hell not after your job!"
"Don't worry about that..you're welcome to it if you want it! I'd be glad to get a little relief. I've been the damned house chairman for eight years now! It's time for a change. . So let me know if you need anything. I'm outta here," Ron said as he walked over to the door and stepped out.
I moved over to the door, closed it behind him, and then locked it. "Now my pretty, you won't get away this time," I said laughingly as I moved over toward John. "Let's see about that magic wand you've got in there."
Although it was bright and sunny outside, the inside of the clubhouse was pretty dark. Someone had left most of the blinds and shades closed, so nobody outside could see in unless they came right up to one of the windows, but we moved further over into the shadows anyway.
I reached over and unbuckled John's belt again, but this time, when it and the top button were open, I didn't pull his jeans down. Instead, I pulled his shirt out and up over his head and pressed my face into the mat of hair on his chest. I just rubbed my face there for a few seconds and then leaned over to lick and tease his left nipple with my tongue and lips.
It didn't take long for it to start to harden. Pretty soon it began to look like a pencil eraser sticking out from the little brown circle surrounding its base. My hands were rubbing up and down his back and enjoying the feel of the muscles beneath the skin there. I lifted my face and turned my attention to the right side, and, as I sucked and nibbled on that one, I raised my hands up and over his shoulders and then down onto his firm upper arms.again enjoying the feel of his muscles there. I do love that body and those biceps!! There's just something so sexy about him!!
He moaned lightly and grabbed my head with both hands, pulling my face away from his nipple and up to his lips. I ran my hands back around him and pulled him to me. As I did, his hands went to my belt and loosened it. He then pulled my shirt up and off over my head - our kiss breaking only long enough to let the shirt slide between us.
His arms were now around my back and I could feel the heat of his bare chest against my own along with the heavy beating of his heart. My hands were behind him and again moving up and down between his shoulders and the top of his jeans. This time, as they moved down and stopped at the denim waistband, they didn't start to move upward. Instead, they pressed inward and moved further down --- under the waistband and even under the elastic of his briefs - until they were again holding the tight flesh of his delightful buns.
As I moved them toward each other, I could feel the crevice between them. I held him that way for a minute or so as our lips and groins were pressed tightly against one another's, slowly rotating and grinding to heighten our pleasure.
I could feel my pulse quickening and my breath becoming more ragged and uneven. My lust was becoming unchecked! I was wanting him so badly!! My whole groin area and between my legs was aching for him to fill me with his love pole and then his hot juice!!
"Lie down!" I demanded. "Now!"
He didn't hesitate, but quickly got down on his knees and then lay back on the strip of carpet behind him. I knelt between his knees, leaned forward, pulled his belt loose, unbuttoned the top of his fly and unzipped it as fast as I could. Grabbing the waistband of his jeans, I pulled them down until they were around the bottom of his ass in back and below his briefs in front. For the moment I left his briefs in place, covering his rigid, throbbing tool. Then I leaned forward again and covered the pulsing head with my mouth - right through the soft, woven cotton.
"Uuuuuuunnnnnngggghhhhh!" I heard him mutter. "Uuuuuunnnnnghhhhhh, hhhunnnnhhhhh!"
I stood back up, loosening my belt and shorts, and let them drop to my feet. Then I stepped out of them and my sandals and moved to straddle him - one foot on each side of his hips. Not having a chance in our earlier haste to `be prepared', I spit into my right hand, reached around behind myself, and rubbed it into the crack at the bottom and between my cheeks. Then I knelt down, my knees on each side of his.
I leaned over to grab his briefs at the top on each side and pulled them down. He lifted his butt off the floor to allow them clearance and then they were down at his knees with the top of his jeans. Settling back down and leaning further forward, I grabbed his beautiful cock with my right hand and lifted it up to my mouth.
It only took a few seconds to have the head and first few inches soaking wet with my saliva. When I raised my head, I pulled up on the soft, loose skin of his shaft and watched as a large volume of pre-cum flowed out the slit and began to run down the slope of the pink, strawberry head. He was as ready as he would ever be!!
Holding his rod pointing straight up with my right hand, I shifted up and centered it on the entranceway to my man pussy - - then slowly began to lower myself onto him. I felt the sharp stab of pain as the head penetrated the tight sphincter, then the glowing warmth and feeling of extreme pleasure took hold as I moved lower and lower down onto him and his throbbing rod penetrated deeper and deeper up into my insides.
I didn't stop until I felt my balls resting on his pubic patch and the back of my thighs were firmly settled onto the top of his hips. Then I began slowly and methodically to rise and fall over him. My toes and knees were on the floor on each side of him, and my hands were resting on the top of my own thighs as I raised and lowered myself.
His rigid staff was stroking every sensitive nerve ending of my innermost being. I was riding him to new heights of ecstasy! My eyes were clamped tightly shut. My lips were firmly set together and I was soundless. My whole concentration was on the image of his rod plowing into me.
I shifted back slightly to increase the contact between the head of his pile driver and that intense pleasure spot where it touched my prostate. I just rocked..and rocked.and rocked. Each move rising above the one before it. The heat between my legs was being replaced by electrical currents. They were starting to climb my spine and churn at the base of my skull. My own cock was so hard and the skin so tight on it that it seemed it was about to split. It was jumping and jerking with each rise and fall of my ass over John's love pole.
I could feel the insides of my love tunnel ripple forward each time I sat back and drove his rigid tool deeper into me. Then it would settle around the head, waiting to be pulled back as I rose and his hot spike was withdrawn.
I was gripping him so tightly inside me that I was sure I could feel even the veins running up the topside of John's hardened rod. The sensation was overwhelming!! It was so intense that it was only a seconds before I was going to shoot an enormous load of my pearly white jizm onto his chest.
Then I felt it as John's own ass began to rise up from the floor to meet me on my downward moves. More and more he was slamming up into me. His hands were flat on the floor down near his sides. His head began to roll side-to-side, and I heard the sounds beginning to come from deep inside him. "Uuuuuuunnnghhhhh!!! Uuuuuuuuuunnnnnnnngggggghhhhh!! OOOoooooooooooohhhhhh! Oooooooh! Oooh! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah!"
Suddenly it was as though my balls had exploded!! The room became bright as though a 4th-of-July starburst of fireworks had burst inside my head! A shiver ran from where he was entering me, up my spine to the base of my skull and shot another rocket into the night sky! I watched in slow motion as the first jet of appeared in the air at the end of my cock and seemed to float, suspended in the air, over his navel, then take flight forward and faster over his chest and shoulder, finally hitting the floor next to and just above his right ear.
As my first shot left the barrel, I felt myself clamp even tighter around the bone on which I was impaled, and I heard him exhale sharply and expel between his clenched teeth, "Oh, holy shit!!!! Here it comes!!!"
With that I felt his hot lava erupt into me!! Another shiver ran through me and I dropped myself down onto him to drive it in as deep as I could! I wanted his juice into my innermost being!! I had forgotten that I was shooting my own load onto him.all I could think about was having him fill me with himself. I wanted him so badly!! I needed him to pump himself into me again and again! I wanted every drop of him in me!!
I couldn't talk.I couldn't do anything but raise and lower my ass over that glorious pole!! Over and over I rose and fell back, clenching and relaxing my asshole and my inner muscles, working his lover's ramrod to give me more and more!! Then I couldn't even move any more. I just sat back onto him and let him push himself into me that last half inch or so as he worked every last drop out of his balls and into me. Then I moved. I lay forward, pressing my chest to his and sliding my arms under his back.
When I was flat against him, I grabbed hold behind his back and rolled so that he ended up on top of me. I wrapped my legs behind his and opened my mouth enough to whisper, "Oh, god, I love you so much!! I wish we could lie like this - - with you inside me - - for days at a time." Then I raised my head and kissed him on his lips. It was a soft and soul- searching kiss. One of true lovers, not just `partners'. It was true. I could stay like this "forever".
(to be continued)
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