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 25
I don't know why, but I had an uneasy feeling all the way home. We rode most of the way talking about nothing of any substance -- the weather and the people out in Ohio, and other things like that. He did say that Julie's father was not doing well. That's why he was having to take some time off work and go back out there.
Dinner was as quiet as any time spent with Rachael. She seems to have a major aversion to silence and it is her whole raison d'etre to keep conversation going - whenever and wherever. We learned all about Julie's sister and brother-in-law and their four children. We also heard more than anyone wants to know about the cousins on the "other side of the family".
When we finished, John thanked us and left to go home and get packed to leave again. We had finished cleaning the kitchen and were sitting down in the family room when I noticed John's jacket hanging on the back of a chair by the dining room wall.
"Oh, look over there. John left his jacket," I said as I stood up and started into the other room. "Maybe I should run it over to him."
"That would be nice," Rachael replied. "You better hurry to make sure you don't miss him."
"Fat chance," I thought to myself, "I'm going to miss hell out of him!"
"I'm on my way. I'll be right back." I said aloud.
"See, ya'," she answered.
When I knocked, it took him a couple of minutes to come to the door. When he opened it, he was wearing only his boxer briefs, and, man, did he look good!
"What's up?" he asked.
"You left your jacket at our house," I replied. "Here," I said as I held it out to him.
"Well, don't just stand there.c'mon in," he said, grabbing my hand with the jacket and pulling me into the house. ".and come here to me you hot little trick."
Before I knew it, he had himself pressed against me and was voraciously eating my face. I couldn't resist it.. I had to feel. so I pushed my right hand between us and slid it down to where I could grab a handful of that thickening meat that was being held tightly in place by his cotton shorts.
"Oh, yes!" I thought. "Come to daddy you delicious piece, you."
He broke away and, still holding on to my hand, pulled me toward the back of the house and into his bedroom. He lifted the phone from its cradle with his free hand and pushed it toward me. "Call Rache and tell her you'll be a few minutes. You have to help me with something."
Without thinking about it, I did just what he had asked. I knew what was coming (or more accurately WHO was going to be cumming).
"So, don't just stand there like a cigar store statue, get those damned clothes off!" he said as he reached out and started to unbutton my shirt. "It's been a couple hours since we were at the hotel, you should be ready for another round by now."
"Sweetheart, with you I'm always ready for another round," I responded. "With you I want it to be just one very long round!"
"Well.it's long and it's round." he said as he grabbed me and pulled me down onto the bed on top of him.
"It sure as hell is," I said, feeling the fullness of his manhood that was trapped between us and rubbing against my own. ".and you know where I want that baby now, don't you?"
"I hope that would be the same place I want to put it," he said as he rolled us so that I was now on my back, looking up at his handsome face. The lips came down toward me until they disappeared under the end of my nose and I felt their heat on my own.
I opened myself to his tongue and was immediately rewarded by its attack on all the inner surfaces of my mouth, ending with it wrapping around my tongue and starting a full-scale tug-of-war. I could feel his hot, ragged breath against my cheek, and my own breathing was speeding up to match his.
I spread my legs to allow him to fall between them and then wrapped my ankles behind his knees and calves, pulling his groin into mine. He started to slowly grind himself into me. I could feel his rigidness pushing and pulsing against me. My temperature started to climb until I crossed that threshold that only had one thought - to get him deep inside me.
I started to buck my hips up from the bed to let him know that I was ready, all the while still clamped mouth-to-mouth with his hot tongue holding onto mine. I moaned, "mmmmmmmmmmm", and he answered back.
My hands were moving up and down his back, feeling the muscles there and leaving a trail of goose-bumps behind them. Every now and then I could feel a tremble pass through his body. His hands were now under my back and shoulders, pulling me up and tighter against his chest. The sensation of the warm mat of hair there was adding to my excitement. His body - all of it - still turned me on like a horny schoolboy! I was ready!!
He moved his right hand out from under me and reached over to the bedside table and squirted some lotion onto his fingers. (I didn't think much would be needed since I was probably still a little loose from the earlier session at the motel.) Then he rolled to the side enough to allow him to slide his hand with the lube between my legs.
He reached deeper and pushed his fingers against my willing and waiting entryway, coating it with the lotion and then slipping one finger into the hole. It was soon joined by a second.and then a third. Yes, I was definitely ready!! .but it seemed he wanted to make it last a little longer. He flattened his palm against the underside of my balls, so that as he moved his hand, his fingers dipped into me as the warm palm rubbed and rolled my balls inside their protective sack. The sensation was wonderful!! I lifted my ass up to allow him greater access. He rewarded me with more of his hand-work until I was growling like a bitch in heat.
Then he pulled his fingers and hand out from between my legs and rolled back over on top of me. As he did, I spread and raised my legs to open myself to him completely.
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In one fluid motion, I felt Peter open his knees and thighs below me and I slipped into place further down between his legs until the head of my cock brushed its target. I continued to push against him. At first it resisted and I felt the pressure pushing back to me. Then, suddenly, I felt him sigh and relax beneath me.and it opened like a camera shutter door and the head of my throbbing cock passed through the tight grip of his sphincter.
As soon as the wide rim of my cockhead passed the entryway, it slid into the hot, moist scabbard like it was part of a matched set!! Slowly I continued my pressure and forward movement and I felt the incredible warmth of his inside's soft grip, as it descended over my rigid shaft. It felt like a hundred heated and slickened hands had hold of me at once!! Only so much better!!!
When I felt the underside of his balls press against my pubic hairs, I knew I was all the way home. I stopped, and just stayed there for a minute, enjoying the sensation of his inner heat as it surrounded and pulsed against me. Then I pushed a little harder to get that last, ever-so-tiny bit deeper into his chute and just wriggled my hips to push against him even tighter and stir into him with my lover's spoon. I felt him lift his hips off the bed to meet me and to add his own little extra bit of pleasure.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmm" I moaned. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Then I started to slowly withdraw. Inch by inch, millimeter by millimeter, I very slowly raised my hips and backed out of him until I was about halfway out.then I stopped and started to push my way back into that steamy cauldron of his love tunnel.
I could feel his inner muscles and his sphincter gripping me as tightly as a boa constrictor around its prey. It was incredible!! It was beyond wonderful!! I soon had a rhythm going that he was reflecting back to me. We were both lost in the world of our lovemaking. There was nothing in my head except total concentration on that feeling of being in him and him belonging to me.completely.
Somehow in the past few months, I had learned how to press my abs into his to trap his rigid meat between us as I plowed his honey pot so that it got its own workout from my movements. I could feel it dripping its nectar of pre-cum between us, making it slide that much more freely in its heated cavern of flesh. My own pre-cum must have been flowing into him, because I could feel the increased lubrication as the head of my love tool caressed the insides of his chute.
He fit me like a hot, steamy glove, slick with our mingled juices. I could feel every surface - every change in texture. It was as though there were thousands of tiny fingers set there to caress my throbbing ramrod, adding overwhelming sensations. Somehow I could feel the outlines of my own pipe. I could feel the flat and round surfaces. I could even feel its veins and creases. I didn't think it was possible, but I felt myself getting even harder. It reached a point that I actually thought the skin might split.
Each movement out and then back into that volcanic chasm of sensations had me wanting more. I had to have more!! I had to get there faster!! I didn't want it to stop, but I knew I had to pound harder and deeper!! I had to share myself with him to the ultimate!!! There was no stopping it!! I had to fill him with my seed!!
He sensed my urgency and began to buck in response, driving his ass up to me to meet my frenzied pounding. "OOOoooohhhhh, yeeeessssssss! OOOoooooohhhhhh, baaaaabbbbbyyyyyy!! OOOOOooohhh, yeeeeesssssss! Fuck me! Fuck that ass! Pound youself into me! Make me feel you deep inside me!! Ooooooooohhhhhh, gggggooooooddddd!!! Ooooooooooohhhhh, yyyyeeeeesssssss!! Pound it to me!! Pound me hard!! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me like never before!!! Ooooooohhhhhh, gooooddddd, you feel so good in there!!!"
"Ooooooooohhh, yeeesssssss, babe! I'm going to fill you with me!! I'm going to give you something you'll never, ever forget!!" and I leaned forward and clamped my lips to his.
That's when I began to sense the budding electric currents building behind my balls. I knew that I was going to go for the stretch!
I backed off slightly so that the angle was changed and I knew that the head of my rampaging cock was now in even better contact with his prostate as it passed over his sweet spot. He knew what I had done and he turned his head to the side, breaking the kiss that had locked our lips so tightly together.
"OOOooooooohhhhhh, yesssssssss! Ooooooooooohhhhh, gggggggoddddddd, yessssss, babe!" He groaned. "Oooooooooohhhhhhh, yesssssss!" His head began to roll from side to side and he began to breathe with a hissing sound between his clenched teeth.
That was all I needed. The governor was off and the floodgates opened!! My hips took on their own mind and began to buck and pound into him like they were trying to hammer his head up through the headboard and into the wall! I grabbed his shoulders from below and held onto him as I rammed and plowed harder, and faster, and harder, and faster!!!! It's a good thing no one else was in the house. They would have thought someone was trying to demolish the whole damned back of the building!!
"Uuuuunnnnngggghhhhhh! Unnnnnnnggggghhhhhh! Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh! Unnnnnnngggghhhhhh!" The noises got louder in accompaniment to the thudding bounce of the springs and mattress.
That's when he shot!!
"AAAaaaaarrrrrrggggghhhhhhh! .. Ooooooooooooooohhhhhh, holy shit!!!" he shouted; and I felt the heat of his first round as it sprayed between our bellies.
When that happened, he also clamped his muscles tight onto my cock and it sent me over the edge. I felt the head of my rod swell as the fiery hot liquid shot up from between my balls, travelled the length of the tube on the underside, and then erupted through the piss slit into his waiting cavern!!! Every cell in my body became rigid as stone and then began to vibrate!! It's true. You really can "see stars". or at least I sure as hell did!!!! It was as if the centennial fourth-of-july celebration fireworks had just gone off . all at once . behind my eyelids!!! And the power of their explosions was focused and sent down my spine!
I didn't move. I just held tight and remained as deep inside him as I could!! Then the second wave hit us both. He spurted between us and I felt my cock jump, swell, and shoot another major load into him. He pushed up and against me and dug his heels into my butt to pull me tighter and deeper to get my love juice as far into him as he could. Three more times we shared! Then three more! .then we both went limp and just held on to each other as if fearing that we would be separated.
That's when conscious thought returned. `Separated'. no. please.but.yes, that was what was going to happen. No.I don't want it to, but I can't stop it.. How can I tell him? I couldn't hold it back any longer and my shoulders started to heave as the sobs broke through.
"I thought it was good," he managed to get out, "but.."
"It's not that.. It was good. It was so good!!" I said, my shoulders still heaving and tears beginning to fall from my eyes onto his cheek. ".but I have something that I have to tell you."
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My mind suddenly flashed back to the uneasiness I felt on the ride home from the airport. "Oh, no..what is it you're going to tell me? What's going on? Please don't tell me what I think you're about to say. please.don't.."
We were still holding onto each other so tightly .and he was still inside me. I didn't want any bad news. Not now. I gripped him even tighter and then reached up to grab his head and pull his lips to mine. We kissed for a brief moment, then he lifted his head and said, "I have to tell you."
I opened my arms and let him push himself up and off me. Rolling to the side and lying on his back, he continued. "We're moving to Cleveland. They want me to take over her dad's store and run it. There's no telling when, or even if, he will be recovered enough to do it. And Julie's sister and brother-in-law want no part of it. He's got a very well paying job and plans to stay there.and, you know, I'm starting to get a little long-in-the-tooth for all that outside construction work. anyway. and I didn't know how to tell you. I don't know what I'm going to do without you nearby. I just don't know.."
I was stunned. I was speachless. I just lay there looking at the ceiling, wishing this was only a nightmare and I could wake up. Finally, I got some voice.. "When?" I asked.
"I'm going back now for a week. Then I'll come back here for a few days to put the house on the market and pick up what we need for the immediate future. I'll probably come in a couple times for meetings with the realtor and when the house is sold, I'll have to be here for the movers."
"Oh," was about all I could manage to squeak out. It seemed like my whole world had just collapsed around my feet. I was numb. I couldn't even cry.
Somehow I rolled off the bed and got to my feet, picked up my clothes and dressed. Finally, I swallowed and said: "I guess we knew it couldn't last forever. I just never expected it to end so abruptly."
"It's not `abruptly'," he retorted. "I said I'll be back off-and-on for a while."
"No. I don't think so. Yes, you'll be back.and I'm sure we'll have some time to `enjoy' each other.but it's really over. Now. But at least it's better than having it end from something bad. I love you John. I always will. But I'm going to have to get over it.and you, I hope, over me. I can't even cry because I have to go home and there would be no way I could explain that one."
"I'll do it for both of us."
"I'll let you. .and I don't think I'm going to tell Rache yet about your moving. You can do that next time you come back.or Julie can do it over the phone. I don't think I could do that without something showing. .. Damn! I'm already starting to get jealous of some guy who is going to get that wonderful rod of yours shoved up his butt! Do me a favor. Don't tell me when it happens. Or, maybe, you should. who knows. I don't seem to be able to keep a single train of thought going right now."
"I'm going to miss you, you know. Maybe we can talk more when I come back."
"Oh, yes. I intend to do that. `Talk' too. But I'm also going to drain that weiner of yours every chance I get until you are really gone. and then I'm going to figure out how to get to Cleveland and drain it some more there too! That wacker is just too good to let go completely. . anyway.. Kiss me and let me get out of here!"
..and we kissed.still like two lovers, because we always will be..
(to be continued - yes, there is still more to come)
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