The hand on his shoulder surprised Justin. He looked up the bare long legs, over the pure white jockstrap covered mound, past the curved belly and the torso bent forward.
Kevin's smile was there in front of him, his lips moving.
"Welcome kiddo. If you need anything, anyone give you shit or just want to ask about anything just find me." Kevin winked covering his blue eyes for a second.
"Uh thanks" Justin stammered.
"Hey that's what neighbors are for" Kevin squeezed Justin's bare shoulder. It wasn't sexual at all, but a buddy type squeeze. Yet, it signaled blood to rush into Justin's penis making it tent his underwear.
Justin pulled his jeans toward his lap to cover.
Kevin's eyes unmistakably looked at his lap. "Its ok kid" he smiled and squeezed again, this time keeping the pressure on as he said the words.
Justin felt his cheeks heat up and knew his blushing gave away his embarrassment. He repeated this "thanks Kevin" but by that time Kevin's bare butt was all he could see as the older boy walked away.
Justin stared for what seemed like several minutes but it was actually only a glance interrupted by the class bell. He hurried to pull on his jeans and gathered his discarded gym clothes and books to get to his next class on time.
Geometry was usually one of his favorite subjects. But Justin daydreamed of the bare round buttocks he had just seen and the smiling face of his neighbor.
He was a freshman and Kevin a sophomore. Like most freshmen Justin was anxious about starting high school and scared of the uncertainty of it. But now he had a champion, a protector someone he could go to about anything.
"Anything you want to ask about, just come to me" Kevin said.
Justin's blue jean adorned crotch was still expanded. It wasn't just the surprise greeting of his next door neighbor or the sight of him wearing only a jockstrap.
It was the years of memories already compiled since Justin had first seen Kevin across the yard through both of their bedroom windows. Kevin stood there stripping his soccer clothes off until he was naked. Justin had seen the older boy before wearing Speedos, underwear maybe even naked. But he was twelve when the sights became something special.
He remember watching that first day as Kevin's penis stuck out in front of him, his hand playing with it and his own balls.
Justin was mesmerized feeling his own body react to the sights for the first time. He watched as Kevin seemed in a trance rubbing his erection as he tilted his head backwards his lips moving.
Justin felt his own gut do something it hadn't done before. His penis tip tickled as something oozed out of it.
Kevin's bare chest and stomach seemed to get larger, muscled formed and his penis spit out something.
Justin wasn't sure but he rubbed his own penis which he had pulled from under his shorts. It did feel good. Perhaps that's what Kevin enjoyed too. He rubbed but nothing happened like he saw Kevin's penis do.
"You ok Mr. Bloggart?" the teacher interrupted Justin's thoughts.
"Oh uh yes Sir, sorry" Justin sat up from his slouching position. He pulled his hand away from his crotch where it had gone without his knowledge.
Classmates around him laughed. They knew where his mind was but not the details and Justin was grateful for that.
It seemed daily that Kevin stood in his bedroom, naked and stroking his penis. Justin watched and mimicked the older boy until one day his own body exploded the same way.
After that Justin looked forward to masturbating with Kevin though the older boy didn't know it.
After classes when the older boy came home, Justin ran to his bedroom to watch and wait till the boy's body revealed his intent.
Late at night, Justin waited till Kevin rose from his desk and stripped his pants off to repeat his self induced hand job.
Justin at 13 played soccer able to watch the older boys play first. He dared not stare at Kevin on the field, his bare legs flexing their muscles should his shorts be tented visibly.
But he did watch.
"Hey good match" he dared to call out one afternoon. Kevin looked over apparently not recognizing Justin but responding "thanks kid".
Justin hated being called "Kid" by adults and older boys. But that day he relished Kevin talking to him.
He watched while masturbating as Kevin returned from the shower with a towel wrapped around him. Kevin faced the window and took the towel off. He was already erect and masturbated as if just for Justin.
Days, nights, weekends Justin watched and shared the ecstasy the two boys enjoyed.
He began to go to the High School Swim meets just so he could see Kevin in his school white Speedos. Dry they showed off the boy's body and wet they showed off the hidden shapes of his sex.
Justin wanted to strip and dive into the pool with him but of course he could only sit with other students and cheer.
The times Kevin's body was absent in his window, Justin would strip and stare relying on his mind to provide the missing image.
Nights he'd lie in bed and imagine the day when Kevin would smile at him across the yards and wave him to come over. There they'd touch each other, lift each other's testicles, measure each other's erections and manipulate each other until their penis sprayed each other.
Justin didn't are he might be gay. As long as Kevin was waiting for him it was ok.
Joking classmates calling each other cocksucker, fudge-packers, bitch-boy, pillow-bitter and other names startled him. Justin knew they were all kidding but he also realized he was indeed all those things.
And each day after school, he waited for Kevin to come home and go to his bedroom for the sessions of individual intimacy.
It was a three day holiday weekend. Justin finished his homework before going to a movie with friends.
Looking across the yard, he saw the light turn on in Kevin's bedroom and the boy moving about.
He didn't have time to strip naked and enjoy the sight of the older naked boy, but he watched fumbling in his pants to play before his mother would yell up the stairs that his friends were there.
Kevin was shirtless and hands were unbuttoning his jeans. But they weren't Kevin's hands.
Justin "what the fuck?" question was to nobody in the room. Across the yards the sight of another boy pushing Kevin's pants down his legs startled him. Watching the guy touch Kevin's erection pissed him off.
Someone was doing what he was supposed to be doing someday, the only one as far as Justin was concerned.
Kevin's hands rested on the blond hair of the boy who was kneeling, is mouth encircling the cock.
His mother yelled. Justin didn't want to leave his bedroom. He was angry and aroused.
"You ok honey?" She asked as he arrived at the bottom of the stairs. He didn't answer but left the house. To this day he wasn't sure what movie he saw or how long he ate hamburgers with the friends before returning home.
Justin left the bedroom light off as he entered. Usually he stripped naked with the light on hoping Kevin would enjoy the sights as he had for years by then.
The light was on in Kevin's bedroom however. The blonde boy was naked sitting on Kevin's bed and Kevin was kneeling in front of him. Kevin was sucking the guys cock.
Had they been doing that to each other since Justin left the house? Would they be doing that all night long?
Justin's hard cock begged for satisfaction but he ignored it, watching out of anger more then desire.
Justin lay upside down on his bed so he could continue to get glimpses of the horrible activity in Kevin's bedroom. Sleep came eventually.
The night was cool waking Justin and he walked to the window to close it. What he saw startled him more then the sights from earlier.
Kevin held the legs of the blonde boy on his bed. His body was gyrating; his hard cock seemed to disappear into the upturned hips of the boy.
Justin couldn't turn away. He had seen magazine photos of men fucking but never life beings. Now he watched his idol and masturbatory partner fuck another male. He was a "fudge-packer".
Justin wondered what it felt like, what did Kevin look like as he held ankles above you fucking you. Did he make sounds, face move like it did when he jacked off?
Kevin looked the same when Justin saw him that weekend. He was laughing and joking with other guys among which were the blonde boy.
The boy's shirtless body was smooth and hot, Justin had to admit. He, Kevin and others ran the soccer field playing an impromptu match. Justin wanted to strip off his shirt and join them making sure Kevin knew it was him.
But he was 13 and they much older 15 year olds. He dared not try to play with the big boys.
The bell rang. Justin scrambled to get his books, pack his locker and stride his bike for the peddled trip home.
It was Friday and for two days he could relive the afternoons and nights sharing orgasms enhanced by the memory of the squeeze on his shoulder and the sight of Kevin's smile.
"What are neighbors for?" the older boy asked.
Justin called out but there was no answer. His mother was out. His father still at work, his sister had gone to college that year. He was alone.
Stripping naked in the kitchen, Justin retrieved a sandwich and cola carrying it all to his bedroom. Books on the desk, clothes on the floor, food on the ledge.
Justin stood looking out the window tilting his head back letting the cola dribble down his throat.
He looked and saw the curtains covering Kevin's window. Another weekend the older boy was probably with that blond kid or the two guys Justin had seen a few weeks before.
He wasn't startled by then. Each time Kevin masturbated or rubbed the blonde boy, Justin reluctantly jacked himself, but not with the enthusiasm or lust he used to have. He had to share Kevin.
That day there were three boys in Kevin's bedroom was more interesting then arousing. He watched Kevin kneeling in front of the other two alternating his attention to each hard cock.
Justin jacked harder as Kevin lay on the bed, his head tilted back as one boy's cock went in and out. He didn't know where the other boy was but occasionally Kevin would not have the one cock in his mouth and look downward.
Justin imagined the other boy holding Kevin's legs and fucking him as he had seen on the internet.
Kevin was fucking one of them later while the remaining boy knelt behind him his face pushed into Kevin's buttocks.
Justin exploded more and more that night as he watched the three and imagined what they were doing when he wasn't watching.
Now another weekend. The curtain was closed and Justin was happy since each time now he became disillusioned with the target of his sexual fantasies over the years.
Yet Kevin knew who he was. Probably feeling like an "older brother" the guy had approached him that day offering friendship. Justin, aroused still from the encounter, lay on his bed and closed his eyes as his hands manipulated his genitals.
He was there, not the blonde kid or the other two. He kissed the older boy's lips and felt the body heat enveloping him. The hands moved down from squeezing his shoulders over his back and settled on his boy buttocks rubbing and squeezing. The hands knew what they wanted and Justin curled his legs up giving Kevin access to slide inside him.
He wanted that feeling. He wanted to look up and see the smiling face, blue eyes, smooth chest and hardened stomach as the narrow hips moved their cock in and out of him.
"Uh hum, Justin?" the voice was clear. Justin wanted the voice to wash over him and envelope him.
"Hey kid" the voice was louder now, authoritative. Justin wanted it to tell him to kneel and take the older boy's cock into his mouth to lick, tongue, swallow and please him, call him "bitch-boy" demand him to be available every day after schools, before bed, in the morning, on weekends and days off.
Justin needed to do whatever Kevin wanted.
"Justin!" the voice practically yelled this time. Justin opened his eyes fearing it was really his mother or father yelling at him.
"Hey" it was quieter now. Kevin was smiling. His shirtless torso visible as it had been earlier. But instead of only a jockstrap he wore gym shorts.
"I uh saw you came home, your mother asked me to tell you she and your Dad went to visit your sister" Kevin had stepped into Justin's bedroom as he talked.
Justin knew the boy saw his naked body, his hard cock encircled by his hand and his other hand fingering his butthole. He didn't know what to say.
"So you're alone this weekend" Kevin said adding "so am I. Want to do something?"
Kevin was removing his shorts as Justin tried to think of what to say.
"It's about time we did this after all those years of jacking off in our windows" Kevin moved to the bed and walked on his knees closer.
Justin's mind said "shit" realizing his little boy crush was known. The older boy had stripped in front of his mirror for his eyes, had jacked off for his eyes, had had sex with other guys for his eyes.
"Ready for the real thing?" Kevin's hand felt warm around Justin's ankles. His bare butt felt the older boy's body heat.
"Fuck me hard" Justin said in a voice that sounded like a plea and sigh of finally realizing he really wanted it.
The cock hurt more like stung as it stretched his butthole open. Justin's fingers, toys and food he used hadn't prepared him for a real flesh and blood engorged cock.
"Oh shit" he said
"You ok buddy?" Kevin's breath was close. Justin opened his eyes. The boys face was close so close their lips didn't have to stretch much to meet.
Their kiss was less romantic and more like hungry animals devouring the touch of each other's skin, teeth, tongues and being.
The hurting cock moved inside with less pain and resistance as they lost themselves in the final fulfillment of their mutually shared years of visualizing, fantasy and need for each other.
"Fuck me fuck me" Justin begged.
"Hey go easy kid we got the whole weekend" Kevin said laughing between licks and kissed.
"After that too" Justin promised.
Kevin didn't respond, he was busy grimacing with pleasure as the younger boy's body squeezed his hard hard cock.