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 24
... It was true. I could have stayed like that "forever". I knew I was only dreaming and that I had to come back to reality and get on with it.
We kissed again lightly before I unwrapped my legs and arms and let him push himself up, pulling out of me as he backed away. I felt that usual emptiness and wanted him back inside me, but knew that it would have to be another time.
We both stood up, picked up our clothes and got dressed.
"Well, I guess it's back to `the girls'." I muttered. "Oh , well."
"At least we do get these times together," John said. "Even if they are only for `quickies'. Sure wish we could have another weekend like before."
"Me too. Guess we'll just have to keep our eyes open for another `special' at the Met and make sure they hear about it."
"I hope it's soon."
. . . . . . . . .
It was Tuesday night when the doorbell rang. I got up from the sofa in the family room and made my way to the front door.
"Hi, guy," John said as I opened the door.
My heart jumped at the sight of him standing there. I immediately started to try and think of ways that I could get out of the house to be with him and hold him.and feel him.
"Well.??" I heard him say, "are you going to just stand there staring, or are you going to let me in?"
"Oh..sorry.guess my mind was elsewhere," I replied as I stepped back and let him come into the room.
"I can guess," he chuckled. ".and it was probably not quite as high as my belt buckle, was it."
"Am I that easy to read? ..but I think you've got a BINGO there! So, what's up? You don't normally just show up out of nowhere.and normally Julie's with you when you come over at night..??"
"Nope.not usually.but I need to talk to you and Rache for a minute."
"Oh? Is everything okay? Is Julie okay?"
"Yes, she's fine. It's her father." He started to say as we walked into the family room.
"Well, hello there," Rachael chirped as we walked in. "What brings you to our doorstep on a night like this?"
"Julie's father is sick and she left this afternoon for Cleveland. I'm flying out later tonight myself."
"Oh, that's too bad," Rachael said. "Is there anything we can do? Really. I mean it. Is there something we can do to help?"
"That's what I came over for. Could Peter, perhaps, drive me to the airport?"
"Absolutely," she answered. ".and we'll both take you!"
"Shit!" I thought to myself. "There goes that we' word again! Why can't I take him? Why does it always have to be we'? A chance to be alone with him and there goes that `we' shit!"
"So what's wrong with her father?" Rachael continued.
"They think he's had a stroke. He was always so healthy, it's kind of hard to conceive of him having something like that. You know he has the hardware and garden business, so he's always outside and very active. You just don't think of it. Anyway, she'll be staying out there for a while with her mother. I'm just going out tonight and will be back on Sunday. I still have a job to worry about."
"Let us know when you're coming in on Sunday, and we'll be there to pick you up," Rache responded.
"Thanks. I'll probably take you up on that. I would have driven myself to the airport, but my car's in the shop and I really don't want to leave Julie's new car in the lot for so long."
"Don't worry about it. It'll be our pleasure."
"I do need to ask another favor. I've got to go home and pack, but I need some help to finish a couple things I was working on before.so.could I `borrow' Peter for a half-hour or so?"
"Sure.take him.and anything else you need," Rachael replied laughing. "You can call when you're ready and I'll drive over and pick you both up."
"Thanks. C'mon Peter, let's get this show on the road," John replied as he turned and started for the door.
I followed him out, still not really happy about that `we' thing.
...
As we walked into his house, John turned, closed the door, and then wrapped his arms around me.
"Now, I've got you alone, my sweetie." he cackled in a mock witches voice, and planted his lips over my mouth before I could say anything.
The lights were off in the front of his house, and there were curtains, so no one could see us through the windows. He must have planned this because he didn't waste any time. Holding me tightly in his arms, he lifted my feet off the floor and moved over to where the backs of my legs were against the sofa cushions.
Then he bent and lifted further, laying me on my back on the sofa. Still keeping his lips on mine, he reached down, unbuckled my belt, opened my shorts, and pulled them with my boxers down to my knees. Then he grabbed my cock with his left hand and slid his right between my thighs and under my balls.
He broke the kiss and moved his head down to the other end of my body where I felt the heat from his furnace-hot mouth as it enveloped my awakening rod. A wave of pleasure shot down from there to my back and then ran simultaneously up my spine and down the back of my legs. My whole body tensed and shivered, then relaxed and began to enjoy the wonderful feelings that he was producing with his tongue and lips.
He pulled away for just a brief second to say, "Well.don't just lie there like a stunned deer.I said I needed help with a couple things.get `um out." Then he was back on me like a hungry baby on its mother's breast.
It took a second for me to figure out what was going on and what he had just said. Then the light dawned. (I never claimed to be a genius.) I reached out for his belt buckle and it only took a couple more seconds to have his shorts and briefs down at his knees as well and have a handful of warming flesh.
He moved sideways, never releasing me from his mouth, until his long, delicious looking lollipop was standing there right by my own mouth. That didn't take a genius to figure that one out. I opened my lips and he moved again, pushing the head of his monster rod between my lips. I reached up with my other hand and grabbed hold about at the mid-point along the shaft and began to slowly push and pull on the oh- so-soft and somewhat loose skin.
It was as though I had just shifted his gear lever into overdrive. His mouth, lips, and tongue began to do a dance on my now rigid member that had the bottom half of my body on fire!! Of course, I attempted to return the favors. I really loved the taste and feel of his incredibly hard rod in my mouth. The skin of the shaft felt so soft against my tongue, but the head felt almost rough and textured. Every now and then I could feel the head pulse and swell, filling my mouth almost to the point of cutting off the air to my throat.
On some of those throbs I was further rewarded with the savory taste of his pre-cum nectar and it only made me want to suck harder for more.
I was mentally imaging the large pink head in my mouth and the shaft behind it that was sliding back and forth over my lips. All I could think of was what it would be like to have it shooting its load of sweet jizm onto my tongue and into my throat. The more I thought of it, the harder I worked to make it happen.
We were like two musicians playing a duet -- each responding to the keystrokes of the other. Our tongues and lips carried the melodies as they played the strings and reeds of our raging cocks. Our hands played percussion and bass as they stroked each other's most private and sensitive areas and rounded out the concerto of both love and lust, raising us toward that impending and ever more demanding crescendo.
Then I felt myself leap from the edge and soar into open space! The flash of gunpowder enveloped my groin and its heat and force surged out from between my legs, up my body and down my legs!!! At the same time I felt his already steel-hard manhood raise its head and swell to new dimensions in my mouth.
..and we both exploded!!! I felt the white-hot lava of my spunk as it surged from deep inside me and careened its burning passage down the tube that ran along the underside of my love tool. I felt it as it lept from the slit at the tip of my red-hot strawberry head and splashed into John's hungry mouth!! I felt his tongue wrap around that head and pull for more!! .and I gave him more.and more.and more. I shot load after load into the heated cavern and felt the suction and grip as time after time he swallowed and pulled with his tongue asking for more.
Just as I felt my own first spasm and shot, my mouth was filled with John's tremendous load of sweet, hot jizm! It flooded my mouth and coursed its way into my throat. I almost choked from the sheer volume of it, but managed to swallow what was there and make room for the seemingly never- ending stream of love nectar that was flowing from his manmeat. Time and again I felt him pulse and shoot! I wanted more!! I got more!!
My head was swimming with the images and the sensations!! I rammed my lips down over his shaft as far as I could and felt the head as it went into my throat and continued to discharge its wonderful contents. I worked my throat muscles along with my tongue and lips to drain him of every drop I could get. I wanted him to scream out of sheer ecsatsy!!
I arched my back and thrust my hips upward to drive myself as far into his mouth as I could go as I felt the last vestiges of my prostate's supply were ejaculated and dribbled over the tip my cockhead. He sucked and lapped the final juices and pulled his head away. With a shudder that enveloped his whole body, he pushed once more toward me and whispered, "Oh, my god!! That was the most amazing thing I've ever felt!! I can hardly wait until we can do that again!!"
"Me too," I managed to mutter around the now shrinking tool that was still imbedded deep into my face. As he began to stand and pull away from me, I held onto him with my lips and tongue to make sure I didn't miss any of his sweet love juice. I didn't want him to leave my mouth. I wanted to hold him in there and nurse him like a baby. Maybe there was more that I could find. Oh, how I wanted him and every part of him!!
"So." he said as he stood the rest of the way up, "let me get finished packing so we can call Rache and get out of here."
"What about the `couple things' you needed my help with?" I asked.
"You just did them," he replied. "You don't think I was going to go away for five days without something to `remember you by', do you?"
"Of course not. whatever you say.and I suppose I should add a `thanks, I needed that', as well," I replied with a smart- ass grin. ".and I really did, you know. I'll think about you on Saturday and maybe do-it-myself remembering this one."
"Maybe we can have a re-match on Sunday...if we can figure a way to get around Rache for a while."
"Yeah. I'll try to think of something between now and then. You put your devious hat on too, you've just proven that you're pretty good at it. Now. should I call her to come over?"
"Sure thing. I guess I'm all ready for the `long ride'."
"Okay," I replied as I reached for the phone and dialed my home number.
.....
"Be sure to call and let us know when to be here Sunday," Rache said as he closed the car door and started for the terminal entrance.
"Oh, I will," John replied. "See you then. And, really, I do appreciate your doing this for me."
"It's our pleasure," Rachael answered. "That's what friends are for."
"See, ya' then, guy," I managed to get out. I couldn't say anything else. I was going to miss him terribly the next few days. Even though we had gone longer than that without being together, he had always been close enough to see or talk to - and touch. This time he was really going to be out of reach and I already missed him. I had to tell myself, just wait until Sunday..and start thinking about how to be alone with him then.
John called Thursday and again on Sunday morning to let us know what was going on and to confirm his flight back late Sunday afternoon. When he called Sunday morning, he explained that the weather was bad out in western PA and across Ohio and Indiana so there could be a delay by the time he was due to leave. So he suggested that Rache stay home by the phone while I drive up to the airport, and that I check in with her periodically. She said that sounded like a good idea.I still don't know why she didn't say, "we'll have the cell phone, so you can call us in the car".but it turned out that I was especially happy she didn't.
Anyway, he was due in at 6:30, so I left for the airport at 5:00. It's an hour-and-fifteen-minute drive when you include parking and getting inside, so that barely gave me time to get to the gate and wait. Before I left the house, though, I grabbed the book I had been reading the last couple days. "Just in case." I said, as I kissed Rache goodbye and headed out.
"You keep your cell phone on. I'll call if I hear from John." Rache shouted out after me. "Drive carefully," she added, like she always says to the kids or anyone else getting into a car.
I got to the gate just as the passengers began to come out of the jetway.and there he was!! My heart jumped and I wanted to rush forward and grab and kiss him.but that's not really the way two married men should greet each other in an airport. So I just waited for him to come up and reached out and shook his hand.
"Damn! It's good to see you!" I managed to say. "You have no idea how much I've missed you."
".and me, you. but just a moment," he replied, moving off to the side and taking out his cell phone.
I figured he was `checking in' with Julie, letting her know he had landed safely. Then I heard him say, "Hi, Rache."
I damned near fell over when I heard him. "This is John. I'm still sitting on the runway in Pittsburg. They are saying we're next in line, so I should be there in about an hour and a half. Could you call Peter and let him know. . Thanks. I'll keep in touch.
When he hung up, he had a really big smile on his face. "Your phone ought to ring any second now."
He had barely gotten the statement out when I heard the ringing in my pocket. I answered: "Hello?"
Of course it was Rachael. "Hi, honey.. John just called and said he's still in Pittsburg. It'll be another hour-and- a-half. I guess it's a good thing you took your book."
"Yeah.. I just got the word here. I'm standing at an empty gate. Guess I'll just sit down and read for a while. ... sure thing. I'll talk to you later. I'll let you know just as soon as he gets here. .Okay. g'bye."
"Good pickup," he said as I turned and looked at him questioningly.
"So. what do you have planned? Where are we going? We can't go back to your house, she'll see the car.. ???"
"It's all taken care of. I have to fly back out early tomorrow morning so I made reservations at a motel across the road from here. It's the place where you can leave your car for free for a week after you have spent the night there. I figure I can check in now, we can spend some time there, and then I'll come back later tonight after you've dropped me at home."
"Then let's get the hell out of here! Last one to the baggage claim."
...
It was great!! Here we were in the room with an hour or so to spend together. I was really in a hurry to be with him, but I didn't want to spoil it by rushing either. When we walked into the room, he didn't grab me as I would have expected, nor did I immediately jump on him either. He walked over to the bed and pulled the covers down.
"Now, let's get in there and `test it out'," he said quietly as he began to kick off his shoes and unbuckle his belt. Daddy needs some of your kind of lovin'," he said looking straight into my eyes.
"And I want to give you everything you want," I answered as I began to undress and move toward the bed.
We got in at the same time, both stripped to our bare skins. Well.maybe his skin isn't so bare with the nice mat of hair on his chest and the wiry blonde curls on his arms, legs, and just above that beautiful mammoth tool of his.
The sheets felt cold against my skin as I slipped between them, but that lasted only a second before we turned toward each other and I felt the warmth of his body pressing against me. My arms went around him and my lips found his.
"Mmmmmmmmmm.Oh god, that's so nice!" I muttered, breaking away only long enough to say that and then put my mouth against his again. My lips parted and I felt his tongue enter and begin its rampage in my mouth.
I was on my left side facing him, and pulled him closer to me until I could feel the warm mat of hair on his chest pressing against mine. I pushed my right leg between his knees, forcing his left leg up and over my thigh, until I could feel the heat of his now rising manmeat pressing into my own. I ground my pubes into his and pushed together until I could feel the outline of both his hardened meat and his balls against mine.
"Oh, babe. I needed to feel that wonderful rod against me. The only thing better will be when you have it inside me. I you want so much!! Damn! I need that huge mother buried into me! You want to be on top? Or do you want me up and riding it? I don't care.I just want to feel it buried to the root, deep inside me."
"You ride.. I want to feel your tight ass around my cock and feel your heat as it goes up deep inside. You just climb up on that pony when you're ready. Okay?"
"Just a little more of your lovin' first.okay, babe? See if you can pull my tonsils out. Oh, god!!" and our lips merged and pressed together so tightly it almost began to hurt. His tongue was deep in my mouth.almost down my throat. I think he really was trying to pull my tonsils out. But I really didn't care at all.I was in heaven!! I had John here with me and I was going to give myself to him as completely as I could.
My right arm and hand were moving up and down his back, stroking his neck and then pulling on his butt cheek to force him tighter against me. My left arm was under him, so I couldn't move it much. I just kept it down at the small of his back where I could use it to help pull him into me. I could feel the muscles in his back as my right hand moved up and down over them, and I could feel him tighten his glutes as I grabbed and pulled them toward me.
His breathing was starting to get heavier, and every now and then as I pulled him to me, I could feel a light shiver run through his body. A small moan escaped through his nose and warmed my cheek. I answered with my own moan and pressed myself to him.
I was ready, but I needed something to lubricate myself before he could drive that monster ramrod into me. That's when I noticed the small tube of gel on the table by his side of the bed. That sweetheart thinks of everything!!
I rolled over onto him, forcing him onto his back, and putting my right hand in reach of the table. I grabbed the tube and managed to unscrew the top with the one hand and fingers. I turned it in toward my palm and squeezed some out, then I pushed my hand into the crack between my buttocks and spread it over my hot, waiting pucker. Then I raised up to a sitting position directly over the top of his legs, where I could feel his rigid staff under my balls.
I raised up on my knees and reached under me to lift him into the `ready' position, and then started slowly to sit back down. I was ready!!! I didn't even feel the usual pain of entry, but he was already at least six inches into me!! It had just slid right on into my hungry hole!! I was in ecstasy!! I could feel his massive cockhead as it pulsed and swelled inside me. I could feel the softness of the skin on the iron-hard staff that was stretching my opening for our mutual pleasure.
Slowly I sank the rest of the way down on that wonderful joy tool. I felt his pubic bush brush the underside of my balls. He was home!!!
"OOOoooooooohhhhhh, yesssssssss!" he moaned through clenched teeth. "OOOoooooohhhh, baby!! OOOOohhhhh you feel so good!! I needed that so badly! I missed you so much this past week! OOOoooohhh, yessssss!"
I didn't make a sound. I just sat there straddling him and grinding my ass around so that I could feel him deep inside me. I could picture the head up somewhere behind my navel, rubbing on the inside of my love tunnel and making sparks jump up my spine and in my head. I know it wasn't possible - either to get him further in or even to hold something longer than his incredible tool - but I felt that I wanted him all the way up to between my shoulder blades and next to my heart. I wanted him to fill me with his love juice and feel him erupting gusher after gusher into me!! I wanted him to shout out loud from the overwhelming feelings he would have as he made us cum together!! I couldn't believe the feelings and emotions that were running through me!! I wanted it to climax quickly, but I wanted it to last for hours!! Every nerve and fiber in my body was charged and ready to explode into a fireball of passion!!
Slowly I began to rock up and then back down. With each rise and fall, I would consciously flex the muscles inside me to grip and release his straining ramrod. Slowly, feeling each slight jerk and throb of his meat as I moved over it. Slowly, riding him as I watched the ecstasy on his face.
His eyes were tightly shut so that he could focus entirely on the feelings in his groin. His arms were down along his sides and his hands were pressed flat on the top of the mattress. His teeth were clenched with his lips pulled into a tight little smile. He slowly rolled his head from side to side, and I could hear the faintest sounds - like humming - coming from deep inside him.
I kept the pace slow for as long as I could. When I felt John's hips starting to drive up into me on my downward moves, and when his hands reached up and grabbed the tops of my thighs to push me further down onto him, I knew he was on his way, climbing to the precipice, and nearly ready to take go for the finish line!
I started to rock faster. Now I was staying more vertical, bouncing straight up and down, rather than leaning forward and then rising erect as I settled back onto him. I could hear our flesh starting to slap against one another below me. His almost inaudible sounds from before had changed into a deep, guttural moan, forced out with each impact of my buns onto his thighs. His head was rolling side to side faster than before. "Nnnnnnnggggghhhhhh! OOOOooooooooooooooohhhhhh! NNnnnnnnnnnngnggghhhhhhh!"
I was starting to bounce and nail myself onto his steel-hard pole like a man gone wild!! I could it as it passed through the tunnel going in and then back out. My insides were on fire!! The sensations as the head rubbed its way up and down through my insides, enflaming me to the point of no return. Then it just flashed!! My whole body was consumed in a torrent of hot, searing flames!!
His moans and groanings turned into a shriek, "OOOoooooooohhhhhhh, myyyyyy goddddddddd!!! OOOooooooooohhhhhhh, mmmmmmyyyyyyy godddddddddd!!! OOOOOooooooohhhhhh, shhhitttttt!!! OOOOOOoooooooohhhhh, hhhhoooolyyyyyy shhhhhhitttttttt!!!! OOOOoooooooooohhhh, goddddddddddddd! OOOOoooooooooooohhhhhh!!! OOOoooooooohh!! OOOoohhh! OOOOhhh !!! HHHHhhhhhhhh! HHHHHhhhhhh! Heeeeerrrrrrrre ittttt cummmmmmmmsssss!!!!!"
And I felt it as his rock-hard member jerked and pulsed..then flooded my insides with his hot lover's milk! I came crashing down onto to top of his legs, driving his spurting hose as deep into me as I could, and wriggling my ass to make sure it was filling every opening and every crevice that in there. At the same time, my own manhood let loose with a load that would have made a stud horse envious!! It shot across his chest and over his shoulder onto the pillow next to his left cheek. He turned his head and rubbed his lips into it.
I pushed backward, not lifting up, just pushed backwards and then moved forward keeping my ass firmly pressed to his thighs and groin. I felt him pulse again and felt the warm liquid spread into me. My own hot spunk shot out again and left a trail of pearly-white beads up his chest and onto his lips. He licked it away sensuously, obviously enjoying it's flavor and substance.
I was torn between wanting him to fill my insides with his soft white jizm and wanting to taste and swallow it, savoring its tang and sweetness. But there was no way I could move enough to get his erupting hammer into my mouth. It was just going to have to stay where it was until it was empty and I was empty and either one of us could do more than just fight to couple tighter.
It must have been five full minutes that I just sat there on him, feeling his manhood soften and shrink inside me. I didn't want to move. Like always, I wanted to stay there and just feel him inside me.
.. Then I happened to look at the clock.. "Oh, shit!! Do you see what time it is!!!! We've been here for over an hour!!! I've got to call home and `report in'," I almost shouted. "Where's my cell phone?"
"Did you leave it in the car?"
"No, I purposely brought it in with us in case she called. I had to have it handy." I was out of the bed and rummaging through the pile of clothes we had dropped on our way in. "Here it is.." .and that's just when it started to ring.
"Hello, dear," I answered. "Of course, I knew it was you. First of all it had to be.who else calls me on this phone.and secondly it's got caller-ID.remember? .. Yes, he's here now. We're down at the baggage claim waiting for his bag to appear. . No. we should be out of here within ten or fifteen minutes. .. Sure.. She wants to speak to you," I said as I held the phone out to him.
"Hi, Rache," he said, as I started sorting out our clothes and began to get dressed. "Of course I'll have something to eat with the two of you. I just need to get home, throw some underwear in the washer, and start packing to go back. .. Yes, I'm going back early tomorrow morning. .. No, I already made a reservation for a place up here by the airport. The one where you can leave your car. Mine should be in the driveway.I made arrangements for the mechanic to leave it there for me.so I'll drive back up tonight after we eat. .. Yeah ... Okay.. We'll see you in an hour or so. .. No? . Okay, bye."
"Well, let's get out of here. .and great thinking! Setting this place up like this. You are one resourceful dude, you know.. "I try. yes, I do try," he replied. "I just wish I could think of something that would hold us for a few hours instead of just these one- or half-hour quickies. Although I'm not too sure my stamina could hold up for much more."
"Don't worry about that. Don't you remember the `great american fuckathon' when the girls were in the city? You held up pretty well for almost two days!"
".as did you. Now let's go," he said as he pulled me to him and gave me a deep, lingering kiss. After about a minute of that, he pulled back and muttered, ".out the door. go on. the world awaits."
(to be continued)
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