Neighbor Kid Borrows Tools

This is a true life experience.

**016 - Neighbor Kid Borrows Tools

Neighbor Kid Borrows Tools

(First Time)

Last summer a neighbor kid came over to borrow some tools. He's about 6-2, 200 pounds, good-looking, not a freaky bodybuilder build, but solid, tight muscle, obviously works out. He introduced himself as Rob. He goes to the junior college here in town. He was wearing a pair of dark blue satin shorts, showing a lot of very muscular thigh, sneakers and baseball cap, and a wife beater which revealed heavily muscled, broad shoulders and a broad, deep chest, good cleavage, all nicely tanned. He came to me because he said I was the only one he'd ever seen working outside around my place so he figured I had tools. Right away, when he came into my garage, my radar kicked in and so did the juices; fuck, I wanted this kid. He had a sexy voice too.

"Where do you get that tan?" I asked him as I opened the drawers of my tool chest and invited him to pick out anything he needed.

"Tanning bed. My girl likes me tanned," he said as he picked out the tools he needed.

"All over?" I said jokingly.

"Uhh....yeah," he replied, looking rather embarrassed, then he quickly asked, "Do you happen to have a drill and drill bits I could borrow?"

"Yep, sure do." I opened one of the small top drawers and got the drill bits and handed them to him, then went down on one knee to get a drill out of the bottom of the tool chest. I looked up at him standing there so close in those shorts, the legs hugging his thick thighs, and I was right face to face with his crotch and I laughed and joked that "Damn, dude, it looks like you brought your own tool box." He laughed, not taking offense, and he didn't seem uncomfortable with my remark.

My philosophy is that all males are sexual, and I was sure this guy was no exception. I knew right away that he got my meaning, the way he almost automatically dropped his hand to the front of his shorts to handle his junk. I handed the drill up specifically to that hand and as he was taking it I asked him, "Is there anything else you need?"

Okay, at that point, at that instant, it was do or die. If he didn't respond favorably in any way, I could stand up and it could be shrugged off as simply a joke, no matter if he took it as a good or bad joke. But he looked over his shoulder at the open garage door. Enough said; he'd caught onto my meaning. I stood up and went over and pushed the door closer, and he didn't make any move to leave before the door went down, or ask any questions as to why I was putting it down. He knew. By the time the door was down I was back on my knees pulling his shorts down and he wasn't stopping me. I didn't figure this was his first blowjob; he was too easy. He caught on too quick.

It's been my experience that tall, lean guys are usually very well hung. He was no exception. He wasn't wearing anything under his shorts, as I suspected, and his cock swung out, long and thick and meaty, pale with prominent bluish veins, and a large head that seemed to weight his cock down. He wasn't completely hard yet and I scooped it up with my tongue into my mouth and swallowed him whole.

"Ohh, Fuck!" he gasped, I think with surprise, and I figured right then that most if not all of his blowjobs had probably been by women, or by guys who didn't know what they were doing or couldn't handle a cock his size. I held him in my throat while his cock pulsated and grew and stiffened to the choke point then moved off of it.

"Damn, carrying this around, you don't need to borrow tools," I told him, and he laughed.

I got back on his cock and started sucking him. It wasn't the ideal place to be doing it so I didn't want to linger over it. I started sucking him and he put his hands on my head and shoulders and fed me his cock in long, easy stroked while I pulled on his heavy balls. After a few minutes I told him, "Don't try to hold off; I want your load."

"In your mouth?"

"Yeah."

"Awesome. You were getting me pretty close," he said.

I let go of his balls and clasped my hands around his butt to pull his cock to my mouth again. He had a tight-ass butt, typical for somebody doing squats, and this kid did squats, that was obvious from his lean but massive thighs. I wrapped my hands all the way around his butt so my fingers were digging into the crevice between the tight muscles. The muscles hardened as he thrust forward. I pulled them apart, toying with his ass and the idea of what I wanted to do to it, but I knew I wouldn't. I didn't think he would go for it. Maybe if I got to know him better. So I just sucked his cock and smiled at his gasping moans. He didn't last long; he wasn't trying to hold off.

"I'm almost there."

I nodded and sucked. I pulled him in hard, burying his cock all the way in my throat, and swallowed around it several times, just long enough for him to hit the button, then I pulled back so his cock was in my mouth. I wanted to feel his cum shooting in my mouth, and I wanted to taste his load. Seconds later he gave it to me, with both barrels. He came a lot, and he was a powerhouse of force. I didn't know if his butt had anything to do with that, but his ass was like rock when he was coming.

It's not something I do all the time, but I swallowed his cum. I swirled it around the head of his cock a few times then swallowed. He gasped, "Awww, Mannn," sounding like he was surprised again.

I held him for a moment while his cock started to deflate, till he eased back, withdrawing from mouth. His cock fell heavily against his thigh and swung back out. I scooped it up again to suck out the cum that was still oozing out. He was pulling up his shorts.

"Damn, thanks, I wasn't expecting this," he said.

"Don't mention it. I wasn't either. That wasn't your first blowjob, was it?" I said.

"No but it was the fuckin' best."

"It was the first time with a guy," I said with a smile

"Yeah. All the other times were girls."

"I figured, you acted like you were surprised at some of the stuff I was doing."

"Well, yeah, when you swallowed my cock like that. And damned surprised when you said you wanted me to cum in your mouth. Every girl that's gone down on me, they stop and jack it, trying to get me off that way between slurps, they're afraid I'm going to cum in their mouth."

I laughed. "Women don't know fuck about sucking cock."

"Listen, thanks for the tools," he said. "I'll bring `em back."

"Looking forward to it," I said. I went over and punched the garage door.

When he was leaving, he turned and said he had a buddy, would I mind if he brought him around sometime. I told him sure. I watched him walk down the drive, my eyes glued to his butt flexing in his shorts. Fuck, I wanted to get my face in that! Maybe next time.

The End

This s a true life experience.

**017 - Neighbor Kid Brings His Buddy

Neighbor Kid Brings His Buddy

Rob brought his buddy along when he returned my tools. He introduced him as Rich. He apologized for keeping the tools so long. I told him it was okay, I hadn't needed them. I think he purposely waited till he could bring his buddy before he brought back the tools.

The other kid also obviously spent some time in the gym. He was shorter and stockier, very well built, but not freakish. He was cuter than Rob. He had great arms and legs sticking out of a pair of shorts, and a tight T-shirt. Rob gave me the tools.

"I think I got `em all, but you'd better check," he said.

"If you didn't, I know where you live," I said. I wasn't sure how this was supposed to go down. I didn't know if he had told his buddy about me and to expect a blowjob or if he was counting on me to make a move on the guy, but for certain, he wanted something to go down. I could tell the way he brushed his hand down over the front of his cargo shorts--like a hint or a signal to get things going--which I took as an inviting gesture. He was anxious, and I think anxious for his buddy as well. I accepted his gesture.

"You guys got a few minutes?" I asked.

"Sure."

"Yeah, I'm in no hurry," Rich said.

Okay, maybe Rich knew what was going down. I put the garage door down and when I walked back over to them, they were both rubbing the front of their shorts. They both knew what they were here for.

"Rich's never done this before," Rob volunteered.

"Oh, really. No basis for comparison?"

"Nope."

"That surprises me," I said to Rich.

"Why does it surprise you?"

"You're a good looking guy, and the way you're built, I figured you would be a magnet."

He laughed. "Rob says I am, but I don't have sense enough to realize it. I guess I just don't look for it. I'm a little shy."

"That alone makes you a chick magnet," I said.

"That's what I keep telling him. He wouldn't recognize a pass if some girl shoved his hand down in his jeans," Rob said.

"Would you recognize this as a pass?" I asked, as I clasped my hands over the front of their shorts.

"Yeah, I think I would," Rich replied laughing rather nervously.

It felt like they were both going commando. Right away, they shoved their shorts down. I was right. Their cocks swung out, free and proud. I pulled on both of them. Rich wasn't as long as Rob, but he was a little thicker. He was going to be a mouthful. They both got hard pretty fast, their cocks standing up at a sharp angle. I pulled them together and rubbed their cocks together.

"I know you guys don't do this together, but I think it's hot for two built studs to touch," I said.

"You're right, we don't," Rich said. "But it feels okay."

"Okay? Your cock is twitching!" Rob said. "And look at the precut oozing out."

"But not because it's touching your cock," Rich said to him. "It's twitching for his mouth."

I pulled both of their cocks down and took them in my mouth as best I could. They were pretty big but I managed, with their help, thrusting them at me. I did most of the good stuff with my tongue, slurping around the heads while they awkwardly fucked my mouth at the same time. Then Rob pulled back.

"Let him do you. He can really deep throat," he told his buddy.

Now I had to live up to my reputation. I relinquished Rob's cock for him to stroke it himself while I concentrated on Rich. I sucked my way down the shaft of his cock, going down farther with each stroke, till the head pushed against the opening of my throat. He was thicker and he was hard, it wouldn't be as easy as taking Rob when he was only partially hard. He seemed cautious, and reluctant to force it, and I clasped my hands around his butt to bring him forward. He had a tight, hard ass too. With my help and encouragement, he shoved his cock into my throat. It was an awkward angle--he had a bit of a curve to his meat--but I managed, and he smashed his loins against my face.

"Aww, fuck!" he cried softly, laying is head back.

I eased off to keep from choking. "You're a guy virgin no more," I said.

I kept hold of Rich's cock, stroking it, and went back to Rob's. He fed me his cock for a few minutes then let Rich fuck my face for a while. They were good about sharing. I was surprised when at one point, when I was switching from Rob to Rich, Rob reached over and put his hand around Rich's cock to guide it to my mouth. I took it as a good sign but didn't put too much stock in it.

I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I alternated between their two cocks, and also between their cocks and their balls. They both liked having their balls sucked. Rick even took off his shorts so he could cock one leg up on a box and give me more room. But like before, the guys were there for a blowjob, and to get their rocks off, so they didn't work to hold off.

Rich asked Rob, "Is he getting you close?"

"Been close a couple of times, but then he switches to you," Rob said.

"Rob said you took his loads in your mouth. Can you do us both and we get off at the same time?" Rich asked me.

"Hell, yeah that'd be great."

Suddenly I thought of a way to make it even better. There was time; I had the entire morning to myself. I stopped, leaving them standing there while I got my drop cloth out of a bin. I told Rob to take off his shorts, while I spread the drop cloth out on the clear half of garage floor. Then I instructed them to lie down, or sit down and lie back, facing each other with their legs intertwined, butt-to-butt, balls-to-balls. They got the picture, and positioned themselves eagerly. I knelt down and took both of their cocks in my mouth at the same time. I couldn't deep throat two cocks but I was able to stroke down over half way with my mouth, and I used a lot of tongue. And they assisted by fucking up into my mouth.

"Ohh, Fuck, this is hot," Rob said.

"Yeah, it feels good, our cocks rubbing together," said Rich.

Another good sign but again, I didn't put too much into it. I sucked them for about ten more minutes while they clenched their butt muscles to push their cocks up into my mouth. I think they liked rubbing their cocks together. I was thinking, there is hope for these boys. They were enjoying each other. I thought they would try to go off together, but neither of them said anything. I felt Rob's hand lightly on the back of my head and he announced that he was getting close. I gave more tongue attention to the head of his cock. A minute or so later, he got this nut, big time. The stuff shot up into my mouth like molten lava and cascaded down over both of their cocks.

"Ohhh, that's hot! Your cum is so hot! Fuck man.....!" Rich moaned as he fucked my face, lifting his butt up of the floor to thrust up into my mouth. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum too!"

He unloaded with an equally powerful and voluminous load. Rich's cum was hotter and wasn't as thick, and it was interesting; Rob's semen was sweeter, while Rich's had a more acrid, salty-sweet taste. They mixed well. I held what I could in my mouth but much of it ran down their cocks and onto their balls. I swirled the warm, thick goo around the heads of their cocks then swallowed as much as I could. Swallowing is harder when your mouth is stretched with two big cocks. When I'd gulped it down I let go of their cocks then licked the cum off their balls, then got paper towels for them to wipe themselves off.

They laughed, staggering around on unsteady legs when they got up. They pulled on their shorts then folded the drop cloth for me, and it was over.

"Hey, thanks, that was great," Rich said.

"Yeah, awesome, together like that," said Rob.

"Come back any time," I said. "You don't need to borrow tools to come back."

They both said they would.

The End

This is a true life experience.

**018 - The Neighbor Kid Comes Back.

The Neighbor Kid Comes Back

This happened a month or so later. It was mid-morning and my wife had left to meet a friend at her house and they were driving to the next town for lunch and to go shopping for the day. I had already showered and I was all ready to park my ass in front of my computer, naked, and watch porn and jack off. Maybe even bring out the dildos. I turned my computer on and started a pot of coffee while it came up. The doorbell rang. Shit!! I pulled on my jeans and went to answer the door. But was I disappointed when I opened the door? No. It was the neighbor kid, standing there, tall and handsome and muscular and smiling. I pushed the storm door open.

"You can tell me if I'm intruding, but I saw your wife drive away and, uh...well, I didn't know if it's a good time, if you might want some company."

Fuck! How am I so damned lucky! "Yes, and Yes," I said, and pushed the door open and stepped back for him to come inside. He was wearing shorts again, and a T-shirt that hugged his upper body almost indecently. He stepped out of his sneakers and came into the living room barefoot. Damn, even his big feet were sexy! I am not a foot man, but this kid's big feet just turned me on. I motioned for him to sit on the couch and asked him if he wanted some coffee. He said he didn't drink coffee, but I could go ahead and have some if I wanted to. I told him, no, I thought I would skip coffee for now.

"Hey, my buddy thinks you're awesome," he said.

"Rich is pretty awesome too. You both are. Do you work out together? I noticed he's built good too."

"Yeah, whenever we can."

"Do you, uh...and your buddy do anything else together? I ask only because you felt okay about bringing him with you, and you both seemed to enjoy the position you were in."

"No, we never have, probably never will. I just thought he would like some of what you did for me, if you didn't mind doing two of us."

"Oh, I didn't mind at all," I assured him.

"He's done that favor for me. Not with guys, but if he finds a girl who likes to give head, he invites me in on it if she's willing. And they usually are. Or we both fuck her. We've had several three ways. We even had a four way once. We convinced the girls to do each other and that was hot as hell." He laughed. Then the girls wanted us to do each other. But we didn't do it."

"You guys would be awesome together," I said.

He laughed and started rubbing his crotch. He was anxious.

"Why don't you get out of your clothes while I get a towel," I said.

He stood and peeled off his T-shirt. I went back to get one of the oversized beach towels to spread over the couch. When I got back to the living room, Rob was naked. FUCK!!!! I let out a very audible, "Whew!" and he laughed.

"You like?"

"I definitely like. Fuck, you're built nice," I said.

He helped me spread the towel over the couch then sat back down. I took off my clothes. He remarked that I was in good shape for a guy my age. I hate that "for a guy my age" but I took the compliment as he meant it. I sat down on the couch and urged him to lie back and he brought his right leg up over the back of the couch, all spread out for me. I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth. He groaned, "Ohhh, Fuck!!" His cock was already rising, and rubbery hard. I sort of wished his friend had come with him. I sucked him all the way down my throat and he cried out another "Ohhhh, Fuck!" a lot louder, and threw his forearm over his eyes. I held him tight and deep in my throat while his cock pulsated to hardness, till it threatened to choke me, then I eased up till the head was in my mouth. I took in air and went down on him again.

"Godd, how do you do that?" he moaned. "Rich was amazed how you did it."

I smiled around his cock and kept on sucking him. I'm good at deep throat, and I love doing it for a guy who really appreciates it. Rob appreciated it more than most. He kept going on and on about how it felt, and he didn't know how it was possible to get anything as big his cock down my throat without choking. He rose up just to watch me go all the way down on it with my face buried in his pubes. He laughed and said, "Fuck, my cock is gone!"

Sucking his cock made me drool, and deep-throating him brought up the thick stuff that was good for lube. My drool ran down over his balls and I used it to wash them with my fingertips. I rubbed his perineum, and as more drool came down I used it at the crack of his ass. He didn't seem to mind, or perhaps he was so caught up in getting his cock sucked that he wasn't fully aware of what I was doing with my fingers. But he became aware when I began sliding my slick finger back and forth along the crack of his ass.

He said, "Be careful down there."

I rose up off of his cock. "Just let me do it. Promise, you'll like it. Don't worry; I'm not going to try to fuck you or anything."

He didn't say anything so I took it as tacit approval. I went back down on his cock and resumed playing with his ass. It took several minutes and more drool to work my finger completely into his crack and touch is hole. He jumped a little but didn't say anything and didn't try to stop me. After a moment he sort of hunkered down on the couch and humped his butt up off the cushion for me. He was curious.

Curious enough that he didn't protest when I brought his right leg up and shoved both his legs up toward him. He pulled them higher to fully expose his butt for me. That tilted his butt up off the couch and spread his butt apart just right. I hunkered down, slid part way off the couch and started licking his butt. He was sort of squirming around by the time I licked his hole, and I heard a sharp intake of breath. I was sure this was the first time anybody had ever done this to him. I got down to business. I licked and pushed my tongue against his hole, teasing him, and guess what....he reached down and pulled his asshole open! Not many straight guys do that. I was glad to let him take part; he quickly learned that I wasn't shy about using my tongue, and the more he relaxed and stretched his asshole apart the deeper I could use my tongue. He had his fingers dug in deep, stretching his hole so wide I could see pink. I really reamed him out. Then I left his gaping asshole and licked up across his perineum, then sucked his balls while I rubbed my finger against his open hole. He liked that too.

I alternated between his asshole and his balls while he stroked his cock. He didn't really jack off, just stroked it, like to keep the buzz going. His asshole was nice and wet and juicy by now, ripe for the taking.....at least as far as I thought I dared take it. I wasn't even thinking about fucking the guy, but I was dead set on waking him up to the pleasures of his ass and maybe HE would think about it. I licked his perineum while I kept on rubbing his asshole. I rubbed in deeper and deeper till I had my finger inside him well past the first knuckle. He let me do it and just kept moaning. I drooled more spit in his crack and probed deeper. I don't know if he even realized it when I had my middle finger all the way up inside his ass. His ass knew though; it was clenching at my finger. I thought about using a second and third finger, but I didn't want to press my luck. One finger was all I needed to find his love nut and show him what ass play was all about.

I LOVE doing this to guys for the first time, especially straight guys. They just go nuts with surprise that they've got feelings up in there, and I can imagine them thinking, why didn't somebody tell me about this! For the most part, straight guys are just too intent on being straight to fully explore and enjoy their own sexuality, beyond getting their cocks in warm pussy.

I found his prostate. It was swollen firm and palpitating, almost throbbing. He jumped and let out a little yelp when I touched it, but then settled his butt back against my hand as he realized it felt good. I started rubbing it, very gently, just to give him an idea what it felt like. He moaned. I rubbed it harder. He moaned louder.

"Ohh, Christ!!!!"

This wasn't going to last long. No reason why it should; I knew he would be back for more. And I wanted to make it as mind-blowing as possible, no trying to hold off. I moved up more to his side on my knees beside the couch where I could get to his cock. I kept up the prostate massage, taking it very gradually to a higher, rougher level now as I sucked his cock. He went nuts fast. Definitely no holding back. He was growling and groaning and whimpering and making all kinds of funny noises while he humped his ass at my hand, literally trying to fuck himself with my finger. He clasped one hand on my head and forced me down on his cock. It was a choke hold, and when he did that, I brutalized his prostate. He blew his load.

Damn! He came like a horse. Right down my throat, right into my stomach I think, streams of the stuff. I was fighting choking and I managed to move my head enough so I could pull his cock out of my throat and into my mouth. He was still cumming, and I got the wonderful taste of him. He reached down and grabbed my wrist to stop me from brutalizing his love nut, gasped something that sounded like, he couldn't take any more. I stopped but left my finger in his ass, barely touching his prostate. It was really throbbing now; I could feel his heartbeat in it. I rubbed it very gently to bring him down. It was several minutes before he said anything.

"Shit, what the fuck did you just do to me?"

"Well, I got you off," I said.

"Fuck, I never felt anything like that in my life! I don't think I'll be able to cum for a week."

"Naw, you're filling up again as we speak."

"Man, that was the most awesome, intense thing I ever experienced."

"Bet you didn't know you had such intense feelings in there," I said.

"That must be why gays like getting fucked."

I thought it was an odd thing for him to say, but it encouraging in a way. But I didn't pursue it. Time for that later.

"You might be a little sore in there for a day or two. I was pretty rough on you."

"Fuck, I don't care, as long as I can walk," he said. He rose up and turned to bring his legs off the couch and I moved out of the way. He looked down at himself as he made a swipe at his cock with the towel.

"I think I got it all," I said.

"I love it when you take my load like that. Girls never wanta do that. Most of them are afraid even to get it in their mouths."

"Girls don't know what they're doing when it comes to giving head. It takes a man to do it right," I said.

"You can say that again." He stood up, milked his cock like he'd just taken a piss, and I leaned in to lick up the residue. He smiled and laughed. "Thanks again, man." He pulled me to my feet when I started to get up, then he started getting dressed.

"Are you going to tell your buddy about this?" I asked.

"You mean the ass play? I don't know. He might think it's weird."

"And he might be pissed that you didn't tell him."

He laughed. "Yeah, he might. Maybe I will. But then he's going to want me to bring him back over here so you can show him."

"Be glad to. Or you could show him," I joked.

"I don't think so," he said, laughing. "Hey, thanks again, man. It was awesome."

"My pleasure."

UPDATE: This Spring

Found out the guy has a younger brother who is spending the summer here with his mother. Eighteen or nineteen, as cute as his older brother is handsome. And well built like his brother. He came over one day when my garage door was up and I was out in the garage doing some cleaning. After my wife had pulled away and drove off; I'm sure his older brother alerted him to that. He had something in a grocery sack, said his brother told him to bring it over and give it to me. It was a metal sign about 12x14, red and white, that read; What Happens In My Garage Stays In My Garage. I broke out laughing.

"My brother said you would get it," he said.

"Yeah, I get it. Tell your brother thanks."

Nothing more to report, but I'm sure there will be. I'm pretty sure this kid can be had....I think EVERY kid can be had under the right circumstances....but I want to wait and talk to his older brother first. I don't know if he's told him anything about me, or him and me.

The End

This is a true life experience.

**019 - Neighbor Kid's Younger Brother

Neighbor Kid's Younger Brother

We had a village association meeting in one of the new homes that hasn't been sold yet. The boys' mother was there....she's a babe. A tiny thing, you wonder how she had such big sons; they must take after their father. I remarked about her sons being pretty quiet, never causing any trouble in the neighborhood. We chatted a bit....it was the first time I'd ever really talked to her...and I asked if she thought one of the boys would be available and might be willing to help me get some stuff up in my attic over the garage and bring some stuff down. She said absolutely, and volunteered the younger boy. She said to call him when I needed him. She works and also goes to school and the boy has a part time job. She said to call him anytime I saw his car home. He parks his car on a section of unfinished street right outside our kitchen window.

His name is Ben. He's tall, about six-two, lean and muscular, with a shock of blondish hair. He's got incredibly wide shoulders, and very heavily muscled. He's rather a quiet type, doesn't have a lot of kids over and he doesn't go out often. He spends a lot of time outside without his shirt, in shorts, bouncing and kicking a ball with his feet. He's very good; like a soccer player or something. He's a pleasure to watch; a slab of abs to die for. Once in a while he sits out in the sun in a pair of shorter shorts, revealing very strong thighs.

I also love watching him leave for work and come home. He's got the sexiest walk. He comes out of the condo with a bounce in his step, like he's really eager to get to work. He comes around the car carrying his sack lunch and it's sexy as hell the way he swings his butt into the car. When he comes home I sometimes get to watch him walk to his condo and it's almost mouthwatering to see his tight bubble butt flexing inside his jeans.

I should point out that I first had his older brother, Rob, when he came over to borrow tools. I also had Rob's buddy when they both came over to return my tools.

Anyway, I called Ben a couple of days later, told him who I was and he said, Yeah, his Mom said I would be calling. He said he had the shower running, he could come over when he was finished with his shower and he wanted to get a bite to eat. I went ahead and started, and had the garage door open. Maybe an hour later he showed up, came into the garage and asked me what I needed done. Well, I almost told him the truth, but I played it cool. I had my suspicions but I wasn't sure about him; I thought his brother might have told him about me, but I couldn't be sure of that.

I showed him the stuff I wanted taken up in the attic. He said it would be no sweat. I told him I could hand the stuff up to him part way. The stairs to the attic over the garage is a pull-down ladder with very narrow steps, and the higher steps are so close to the ceiling cover that there's barely room for your toes. When he went up the ladder carrying something, I was behind him, sort of placing his feet firmly on the steps and "steadying" him with my hand around his calf. He had on shorts and a T-shirt so I got hold of bare flesh.

Second trip up I did the same thing only I had my hand up higher just above the back of his knee. I asked if he was okay, told him I didn't want him to fall and have his Mom all over my ass. He said he was okay, I was doing fine steadying him on the steps that were really narrow, and he had big feet. He said he could make several trips taking stuff up and put it around the opening then he would climb on up into the attic and move it back out of the way of the opening. I told him it was hellish hot up in the attic and it was dead air so he could take his shirt off if he wanted to.

He managed to get everything taken up and I told him I would come up and help arrange the stuff around the attic and show him the stuff I wanted brought down. His last trip up before going on up into the attic he asked me, "You got any tools that you need me to take up in the attic." He sounded dead serious, but the way he emphasized "tools" I knew right away that his brother had told him. I laughed and said maybe I could find some. He went on up into the attic and started moving stuff back from the opening. I went up the ladder and when I poked my head and shoulders up through the opening the little shit was standing there with his shorts shoved down and he was pulling on his cock! I laughed and said, "Looks like you brought your own tools." He said, yeah, his brother told him I would take care of that for him; that he sort of thought I might have something like this in mind. He had his shirt off too, and his muscles gleamed under a soft sheen of sweat.

I closed the garage door and climbed up into the attic. He was stooped over because of his height. I didn't even bother to stand up. I stayed on my knees and he came over to me and offered me his cock on his palm. Ben was easily as big as his brother. He was producing precum like mad; the stuff was dripping from the slit in his cockhead.

"Looks like you're trying to cum," I said as I took his cock in my hand.

"I make a lot of precum," he said.

I slurped it off and he groaned with surprise. Then I took his cock in my mouth. He let out a little gasping yelp.

"Ohh, Shit!"

I looked up at him. "You've never had your cock sucked before."

"No. My brother said you're really good. He said you would show me."

Ben--and his brother, too--has a perfect cock that compliments his body, perfect size, shape, texture, veins, and the head is awesome. I showed him how good I was. His cock deserved the best I could do. While I sucked him I pulled his shorts off so he was naked except for his sneakers. I ran my hands all over his body and they slid easily over his slick muscles. I played with his balls. I sucked his balls; I loved the fresh sweaty/salty taste. He barely made a sound, except for a few soft moans and some heavy breathing. There wasn't a lot of time so I didn't go for his ass. I concentrated on giving him the best blowjob I could so he would want to come back for more. After all, he would be there the entire summer. It didn't matter that he didn't last long.

He grunted when he started to cum. He didn't get any words out but I knew he was cumming and it was everything I expected from this young stud. Powerful spurts that hit the back of my mouth then the flavor bursts when the stuff coated my tongue. It was thick, and there was a lot of it, and it was good. It's hard to describe cum as being sweet but it's the best word for his and most young guys, sweet and fresh. I slurped and swirled it around in my mouth and all around his cock for moment before he pulled out and then I swallowed. He loved that.

"Fuck, man, you swallowed it, just like Rob said."

I chuckled. "I wouldn't go to all that trouble just to waste it."

His legs were trembling and helped him on with his shorts. I had to steady him coming down the steps too.

I sucked him off probably a dozen times over the course of the summer. I didn't have all that much for him to do around my place and I couldn't very well hang out over at his place, but we worked it out that when he saw our car pull away he would call me. I never drive the car, only my pickup, so it would be my wife leaving. He would call and see if it was okay to come over.

Ben made the summer worthwhile. I tried to make it worthwhile for him. Toward the end of the summer we went on a short camping trip together. A terrible rainstorm cut it short but we made the best of it........but that's another story.

The End

This is a true life experience. The dialogue isn't exact but close enough.

**020 - Ben and Me (Ben, the Neighbor Guy's Younger Brother)

Ben and Me

(Ben, the Neighbor Guy's Younger Brother)

Ben is a nineteen-year-old college student who came to live with his mother for the summer. They live in the condo on the opposite corner from mine. I first had his older brother, Rob, when he came to borrow tools. I also had his buddy when they both came to return the tools. That is another story. Then I hired Ben to do some work for me, taking stuff up in the attic. I was hoping that his brother had clued him in, and he had. I sucked Ben off up in the attic, and several times after that. That's another story too.

I was out for a walk around the village after supper. I passed by their condo (which is diagonally across from ours), and when I came back that way Ben and his Mom were sitting outside. I stopped to chat. Ben was looking awesome in his cargo shorts, nothing else. He was squeezing the ball that he bounces and kicks around all the time; I told him he was getting good with the ball. His smile could make you melt. In the conversation, I mentioned that I was going for an overnight camping jaunt on Friday, maybe stay out for the weekend. His Mom asked if we were going, meaning me and my wife, I said no, she didn't really like being out in the wilderness, sleeping with the critters. I just liked to get off by myself now and then. Ben remarked that he hadn't been camping since he was a cub scout. I immediately asked him if he wanted to come along. He started to accept, eagerly, but his Mom reminded him that I had said I liked to go off alone.

I did some fast back-peddling from that, and told her I would like the company, and since Ben didn't live around here, I could show him some of our backcountry. There was a bit of "are you sure" but I finally convinced her/him that I really would like to have him come along. Fuck, yeah! And he knew why. If she had known.......

"Well, I'll see you when I get back," his mother said. She was going someplace out of town.

I had planned on taking off during the day on Friday, but I had to wait till Ben got off work at five. I had decided we wouldn't go very far, since neither of us would be that interested in romping around the wilderness anyway, not now, with Ben coming along. I waited till the last minute to flush out; I had plans for Ben. It was darkly overcast, threatening rain, and I asked Ben if he was sure he wanted to go. He said sure, a little rain wouldn't bother him. I drove to the store and bought sandwiches and potato salad and stuff from the deli and some drinks. With Ben along, we both knew that the overnight wasn't going to be about roughing it and cooking and taking nature jaunts. I also gave him one of my old army canteens and web belt; I wore the other one. This kid has an awesome butt that flexes and it was sexy as hell just watching the canteen bounce on his butt.

There is an old railroad path that runs along one side of the village and winds across the countryside, following along fields and woods for I don't know how far. It's overgrown with trees and vines, creating a wilderness all its own. The pathway follows where the rails were. It was a short drive from the village--we would be really close to home (I hadn't really said exactly where we were going), but nobody ever goes along the rail path, so no worries about having company....I've met only two or three people on the trail the whole time we've lived here. Still, I drove way out of the way and parked the truck beyond a small roadside park, well hidden from the road, that was adjacent to the railway path. We hiked the short distance back to the rail path and found a good spot to set up the tent. Just about any spot along the rail path is a good one because it's all wilderness. I chose a spot off the path, up a slight hill, well into a wooded area along a cornfield. If it did rain, the water would run downhill.

We set the tent up and ate. We talked about his job and him going back to school. He asked a lot of questions about my warehouse. We talked about girls, and Ben shyly admitted that he didn't know all that much about girls; he finally admitted that he was still a virgin. He laughed that I was so shocked. He said he intended to do something about that when he went back to school--there were a couple of girls that had come on to him pretty strong--then he laughed and said he would now have a basis for comparison, meaning the sex he'd had with me.

The idea was to get off by myself for a day or two but I didn't mind giving that up to be with this guy. We ate and got right to it in the tent. Doing him is an awesome thing. He is so sexy and sexed up; you can almost smell and taste the testosterone coming out of his pores when he gets all sexed up. He is constantly amazed at how I take all of his cock and hold it deep in my throat as he thrusts with my face buried in his pubes. He likes me to pull on his balls while I suck him. I got him really hot before I lifted his muscular legs up and pushed them toward his chest. He got this screwy look on his face.

"It's okay, just let me do it," I said.

"Do what?"

"Rim you."

"I don't know what that is," he said.

"I want to eat your ass."

"Oh, fuck."

"You thought I was going to try to fuck you?"

"I didn't know for sure what you wanted to do."

He must've said "Oh fuck!" a dozen times while I ate his ass, getting louder each time. He's got the sexiest butt. It holds its bubble-butt shape even in that spread position.

"What would you have done, Ben, if I'd tried to fuck you?"

"I wouldn't let you," he said.

"Why not? I would let you fuck me," I told him.

His eyes popped. "You would?"

"If you wanted to."

"Oh, shit, man, I don't know. I never thought about doing that. I've thought a lot about fucking a girl, but never a guy."

I smiled at him. "Well, you would really have a basis for comparison," I joked.

"Are you serious? You would let me fuck you?

"If you seriously want to."

"Can you take me?" he asked.

"It'll be a challenge, but yes, I'll take you. Do you want a condom?" I realized he didn't really believe I was serious, then he smiled big.

"You ARE serious, you brought condoms? Okay, maybe I'd better have one."

"You don't have to, it's not necessary."

"Oh. Okay, then. I would rather not if you say it's okay."

"It's okay, guaranteed."

"How do you...I mean, how do we do it?"

"You can be on top or I can be on top and you can ride me, or any position you want, your choice."

"I think I would rather be on top," he said. "Can we do it outside?"

I laughed. "You're really getting into it, aren't you."

"I think it would be neat to do it out in the open if you don't think somebody will come along."

"Do we care if they do?"

I took the sleeping bag and spread it out on the ground out beside the tent then started taking off my clothes.

"It looks like it's going to rain like hell," Ben said as he started taking his clothes off.

"Do we care?" When I was naked I ducked back into the tent to get the lube. I lubed up my ass before I went back out. When I came out of the tent I saw that Ben was already hard and throbbing and bobbing up and down.

"Looks like you don't care if it rains or if somebody comes along," I joked. Just as I said that there came a loud rumble of thunder. I lubed up his cock then lay down on the sleeping bag. He came to his knees as I lifted my legs.

"Dang, you've got a big cock," he said as he was feeling his way with his fingers, rather gingerly at first, I must say. He found my hole and bravely probed inside my ass. "Man, I've never done this before. Do I just shove it in?" He removed his fingers and set his cock firmly against my hole.

"Shove hard," I told him.

His eyes were fixed down there as he pushed forward.

"Give it a little more to get it through," I said.

He pushed some more and when he wasn't going in, he leaned up and over me, and with my legs on his shoulders, he bent me in half. He didn't need any more instructions, even though he was a virgin. He was arched over me now and it was simply a matter of letting his weight down. With very little hesitation, he shoved through and let out a little "Awwwhhh" as he felt the inside of a man's ass for the first time. He forced a loud surprised gasp out of me but I don't think he even noticed. He was still looking down there, with the funniest look on his face, like he was wondering where his cock went.

He didn't wait. He was pressing against my butt and began to fuck me.

"Are you sure you haven't done this before? You seem to know what you're doing."

"No, but I've watched a lot of porn. And my brother said it would all come natural when the time came."

I told him I thought porn should be required viewing for all high school students. He said it should be offered as a class.

He barely got started when it began to rain.

"Ahh, here it comes," he said. "Not me! The rain," he added quickly.

Within a couple of minutes it wasn't just raining, it was pouring. It came down in buckets. It was great. It didn't matter how much noise we made. I cried out for him to fuck me and Ben groaned he was gonna fuck my balls off. Shy Ben was coming out of his shell. I loved the feel of his muscles, drenched, and watching his lean body move over me. I leaned up to kiss his chest and suck his tits. He liked that, and I decided to get bolder. The rain was sheeting over us. I took his face in my hands and pulled his head down. He might have thought I was going to tell him something because he didn't resist till I clamped my mouth over his. I felt him let out a little gasping moan and he stiffened a little. It wasn't love making, it was raw sex, and I shoved my tongue in his mouth. He groaned and tried to lift his head but then I felt his muscular neck relax and he slammed his cock into me and was suddenly kissing me back. We really got into the kiss and it seemed to fuel his hips. He fucked me really hard. But the kiss might have been a mistake. It got him fueled up and he shot his load. I was disappointed but happy that he had discovered kissing a guy could be so hot that it made him cum.

He stayed hunkered up over me for a long time with his cock buried deep inside me. I thought he might say something about me still being hard, but he didn't.

"I didn't mean to kiss you," he said gruffly as straightened back on his haunches and pulled out.

"I did," I said. Godd, he was beautiful with the rain sheeting down over his face and his muscular torso. The deep ridges of his stomach muscles were like a waterfall.

"I know, but I didn't mean to kiss you back."

"Check between your legs, you've still got your balls, your manhood isn't damaged." I was afraid he was going to get all fucked up over it now; the kissing and maybe even the fucking, now that it was over. Suddenly the rain wasn't so romantic.

"The sleeping bag is soaked," he said.

"You think?" I said, laughing. "I keep a blanket in the truck. We might be able to both wrap up in it."

I ran up to the truck and got the blanket. We spread it out on the floor of the tent and folded it over and I motioned for him to lie down. "It's going to be a close fit," I said. I lay beside him and pulled the blanket over us. I was barely covered but was okay. A degree of romance was returning as Ben laid his arm over me and spooned me tighter.

"Has my brother ever fucked you?" Ben asked.

"No, we've never gone that far."

"Would you let him? I know he's had a lot of experience."

"Probably. Will you tell him about this?"

"No." He snuggled tighter. "I'm anxious to make the comparison now, though."

"I'll give you my email address when you go back to school. You can email me and fill me in on all the details. Do you have a particular girl in mind?"

"Yes." He laughed. "Actually, she's had me in mind. We were at a frat party and she tried to get me to go upstairs with her."

"Why didn't you?"

"I had this idea that I wanted to wait till I get married. And....I was scared."

"So, you won't be scared anymore?"

"I don't think so."

"What about your idea of waiting?"

"I don't think so. First, I don't think I could, and secondly, what's the point?"

The rain wasn't letting up. Suddenly I felt water drip on my face.

"Did you feel that?"

"What? Yes! The tent's leaking," he said.

"The waterproofing isn't very effective," I said. "Do you wanta head back?"

"Yeah, this is going to get miserable," he said.

We struggled into our clothes and packed up everything and tossed it into the back of the truck. We were soaked as we drove back.

"Sorry this was such a bummer," I said.

"Oh, I wouldn't call it a bummer. The sex part was awesome." Then he said, "Listen, my Mom's going to be gone overnight, if you wanta come in."

It was tempting but not a good idea, what with my wife across the street. I told him maybe we could work in another time before he went back to school.

So worked out the arrangement where if he saw our car drive off he would know that my wife was leaving, because I don't drive the car unless she and I are going somewhere together. He could then call and see if it was all right to come over. We worked in a lot of blowjobs that way. And yes, we did manage to fuck again. This time it was on a roll up mattress up in the attic over the garage.

The End

This is a true life experience. The dialogue isn't exact but close enough.

**021 - The Neighbor Boys, Christmas 2009

The Neighbor Boys, Christmas 2009

These are the guys who live diagonally across the street in another condo. The oldest, Rob, is out of college, this is his first year of full time employment. The younger brother, Ben, is a sophomore in college and came home for the holidays. Rob lives here with his mother; Ben spends most of the summer here. I missed seeing him come and go....that jaunty walk, his incredible ass. It was good to see his car parked on the unfinished street outside our kitchen window.

I saw him come out of the house later in the morning as I was going down to get the mail. I waved and we met in the street and chatted for a moment. I told him I missed seeing him come and go. He seemed glad to see me too. We "arranged" that I should come over after his Mom and brother left for work.

Next morning I hung around the kitchen window with my coffee, watching for them to go to work. As luck would have it, my wife was sleeping late. I would have gone over had she been up and about, but it made it easier this way. I left her a note that I was going for a walk and would probably go over and have coffee with Ben. She would not come over because she would not know whether I was there or out on my walk.

Ben was expecting me. He came to the door with a towel around his waist, his hair still wet; he had just gotten out of the shower. We didn't waste any time. I followed him back to the bedroom; on the way he took off the towel and I got to watch his awesome butt in motion.

"Goddamn, Ben, don't do that to me!"

He laughed; he knew how I liked his butt and he was teasing me. In his bedroom he sat on the edge of the bed and told me to get comfortable. As I undressed we talked about school and he was quick to tell me that he wasn't a virgin any more. I congratulated him and asked him how it was. He laughed and asked which time.

"Oh, you've become a pussy hound?"

He said not exactly, but he wasn't hurting for sex this year. He said he was surprised at the girls who seemed to come out of the woodwork his sophomore year; girls that were interested in him the year before, but they said he seemed so shy. Then he said, "But I have to tell you, I kept remembering that time with you in the rainstorm. I've been anxious to get back and maybe see if it was as good as I remember, if you're still into that and up for it."

I laughed and said, "You gotta be kidding." Then I said, "I hope it's as good as I remember."

He got hard as we talked and he was stroking his cock.

"Damn, did that thing get bigger?" I asked him.

"No, I don't think so. Feels the same in my hand."

"Probably because your hand got bigger along with it. It looks bigger."

"Maybe you'll be able to tell," he said with his sexy grin.

"Yeah, I'll check it with my throatometer."

When I said we didn't waste any time.....I was almost at full mast by the time I was naked and as I approached the bed he laid back across the bed with his arms flung overhead and his legs apart, as an invitation, and I dropped to my knees between his legs.

"Looks like you've been working out too," I said as I ran my hands up and down his muscular thighs.

"Some, but not as often as I would like. I just like to keep in shape at least."

"Feels like you're in fine shape." I ran one hand up across his hard abs and cupped his balls in my other hand. I lifted them up and nuzzled under them, licking the miracle inch that leads to his ass. I followed the path to the crack of his ass and licked around and he brought his legs up. I pushed his legs toward him and his butt tilted up off the bed, spread wide apart.

"Oh, man, I remember this," he said.

"So do I. Man, I've thought about this awesome butt of yours every morning when I look out my kitchen window, wondering if anybody else was taking care of it for you, wondering if you got laid yet."

He laughed. "I got laid, but nobody's been taking care of my butt."

My mouth was watering; I went to work on his ass, licking all around his hole till it was winking at me steadily, palpitating open and shut. The whole time Ben was moaning and whimpering, "Ohh, Godd......Ohhhh, Fuck....Shit, man, you could make cum doing this."....and other stuff. I gave his ass the rimming it deserved till my tongue was tired.

I asked him how many times he wanted to cum. He laughed and asked me how much time I had.

I told him, okay, I wanted to eat his first load. That got him hot just hearing me say it. He said that'd be great because he could fuck me longer after shooting his first load. Then he asked me if his brother had fucked me while he was away at college.

I told him no, I had not done anything with his brother since he left for college; I was surprised he hadn't asked his brother about it.

I went back to tonguing his ass and since I was drooling like mad, I put the spit to good use, forcing it into his now relaxed asshole for lube. I intended for him to see stars and bust his balls with his first cum. He held his legs up tight to his chest so his ass was spread wide and I could concentrate on stretching his hole with my fingers to get my tongue in deep. He had the sweetest asshole, all nice and pink and soft up inside, it was like licking soft, warm velvet.

He groaned, "Ohhh, fuck, you're gonna do that," when I shoved my finger in. I found his prostate straightaway and he groaned again, "Ohh, my goddd.....ohhh, fuck......I remember this too! Awww, fuck!"

His ass remembered it too. I didn't try to prolong it; this was foreplay. His love nut responded beautifully to the touch of my finger, palpitating like it was kissing my finger.

"Ohh, fuck!....Fuck, I'm cummin' al...ready!" he gasped.

I pulled my finger back--I hadn't intended to get him off that quick--but I could tell it was too late. I quickly shoved a second finger in him and did taps on his prostate. He grabbed the pillow to pull over his face to stifle his tiny screams. I loved hearing him. At the crucial second I leaned up and pulled his cock to me so he could cum in my mouth. My taste buds remembered the boy's seed....warm, thick and with a bland sweetness. Yeah, I swallowed him. He came quite a lot.

I let his legs down and pulled the pillow off his face. He turned and straightened his legs out on the bed. I crawled in beside him.

"How long you been saving that load?"

"I didn't save it up; it's what you do with your fingers that makes me come like that." He was barely able to get his words out as he tried to catch his breath.

I lay on my side and rubbed his chest, tweaked his tits and massaged his tight abs.

"You've put on some muscle and tightened up," I told him. "I'm glad those girls finally wised up about you."

He smiled. "I'm the one who wised up, thanks to you."

He came back to life pretty quick. Actually, his cock didn't go down all the way.....it rested, but it didn't go to sleep. As it lifted and swung around from his hip to lie up across his stomach I lay my hand on it to feel it throb and grow hard.

"You tell me when you're ready," I said. "When YOU'RE ready, not your cock."

"I follow my cock," he said jokingly.

"That can get you in trouble."

"It can also get me laid." He rose up. "This isn't a piss hardon, but I gotta take a piss."

I watched him walk out of the bedroom, my mouth still watering at the sight of his butt. While he was gone I dug the lube and a condom out of my jeans. He was back in a couple of minutes.

"I could watch and lick your butt all day long," I said.

He smiled and took hold of my ankle to pull me across the bed. I turned and he pulled me to the edge of the bed and brought my legs up. I laid them on his shoulders and pulled myself up to meet his protruding cock. I reached for the condom and lube and handed them to him. I didn't know if he would want to use it or not. He looked at it and said he hoped it fit him and wouldn't come off; it was an Xtra-Large Magnum. I said I was sure it would. He tore the condom open with his teeth and rolled it down on his cock. I bit the tip off the lube packet and squeezed some onto his cock, then used some on my ass.

"Hope you know, you're in for a hard fuck, you got me primed," he said.

I had to smile at the absence of shyness from before. Getting laid can do that to a guy.

He aimed his cock and shoved. He knew what he was doing even more this time. He penetrated my ass and shoved in slowly and at the same time he shoved my legs out wide and toward me so by the time he was all the way in I was bent in half and spread wide open. He started fucking me without waiting. Yeah, he knew what he was doing. He even used some little twisting moves.

"Where'd you learn that?"

"I just picked it up," he said.

He fucked me away from the edge of the bed till he set his knees in the edge of the mattress to follow me onto the bed. We were in the middle of the bed and he was on top of me, pounding me so hard the bed was squeaking and groaning. I had my legs around him, humping my butt up to meet his thrusts. That's when we heard something.

"Shit!" he swore, but it was too late. The bedroom door was opening!

I thought, Oh, Fuck!....imaging it was his mother. Ben had turned pale, I don't know what color I was but I was scared shitless. But it was over in a second; it was his brother.

"Geezuss, Bro!" Rob blurted when he saw us.

Ben let out a loud "Whew! I thought it was Mom," and resumed fucking me. "What the hell are you doing home?"

"They closed the place, had trouble with the heating." The concern over Mom vanished; Rob started taking his clothes off. "You don't mind if I join you."

"No, we don't mind." Ben replied. "Do we?" he asked me.

I said, "Not at all."

"Fuck, Bro, I didn't know you'd taken it to the next level. You're way ahead of me," Rob said as he started taking off his clothes but when he was down to his shorts he left. He came back a couple of minutes later and took off his shorts.

"Next time, pull that red cord on the garage door opener; that puts it on manual," he told Ben.

Ben said he didn't hear the garage door go up or down.

"I didn't open the garage; I didn't think I was staying. I came in through the front door. That's another thing, you flip that security hasp on the door, nobody gets in unless you let them in."

"But we would have to explain why the front door is barred," Ben said.

"Better to make up some half assed excuse than have her walk in like I did."

Rob was on the bed, astraddle my head to feed me his cock. I was suddenly in heaven, with a brother at each end. Rob smelled good, still fresh from his morning shower. He fucked my face for a bit then came forward to sit on my face so I could rim him.

"Have you ever done this with a girl....doubled up with another guy?" Rob asked his brother.

"No. But I'm sure you have."

"Yeah, and you know what's hot?"

"That would be hot in itself; can't imagine what could be hotter," Ben said.

"Something that makes it hotter.....you're probably gonna wanta freak, but don't freak out on me." He had eased his butt back so I could suck his cock again.

Ben didn't know what he was talking about and I didn't either, but the first thing I thought of was, he was going to try to fuck his brother while he was fucking me. No. Instead he reached out and put his hand around the back of Ben's head and pulled him in close and kissed him! That was a bigger shock than trying to fuck him.

It shocked Ben too. I saw him put up some resistance at first, tried to pull back and moaned in protest but then he groaned, "Fuck, man....shit!" and started kissing his brother back.

It was a really hot, hard, passionate kiss that total surprised me and I think rocked young Ben's world, from the way cock felt inside me. It was a long kiss, too, and his cock kept lurching in my ass.

When they parted, Ben said, "Shit, Rob, what'd we just do?"

"You kissed a guy, little brother. Don't worry, it don't make you gay. Too bad though, you could be a lot more fun to have around if you were gay."

Ben didn't mention that he had already kissed a guy; me. But I wasn't his brother. He was flushed in the face from the kiss, but it didn't affect his fucking. After a few minutes he asked his brother, "Do you want some of this?" indicating me.

"I was waiting for you to ask. Thought I was going to have to knock you out of the saddle."

Ben pulled out and stepped off the bed as Rob came around the bed to take his place. The guys are about the same size; Rob shoved in totally comfortable. They fucked alike too. Ben lay on the bed with me, stroking his cock still with the condom on. I reached for it, tugging him toward me so I cold suck him. I pulled the condom off of him and tossed it aside and went down on him. I didn't like the taste of latex on a cock but I didn't let it bother me with a cock as perfect as Ben's.

After about ten minutes, Rob wanted to change positions. We disconnected, he lay on his back and guided me to get on top, facing away from him, and he pulled me down on top of him. I didn't realize what he was doing till he asked his brother, "You wanta slide in here with me?"

Ben didn't get it at first. Then it soaked in. "You mean both of us...at the same time?"

I thought Rob should've asked me first but I wasn't going to make an issue of it. This was just another fantasy coming true. Ben was all smiles as he got into position. He was a little awkward on the mount but he managed to get his cock inside me, on top of his brother's cock.

"Mann, this is fuckin' awesome," he said as they started fucking me in tandem.

It was awesome all right; can't even begin to describe how it felt. I suddenly realized through my fuck buzz that Rob hadn't even mentioned a condom, but I hadn't thought of it either. And Ben was bareback too. I wasn't about to interrupt them. As good as their big cocks felt sliding back and forth inside me, part of the pleasure was from being sandwiched between their rippling muscles, and watching Ben. He looked like he was in a fuck stupor. He was never going to forget this.

They fucked me for quite a while.....long enough that my ass was feeling loose, and getting a little sore from the constant twisting around they did. It was like the two brothers were trying to fuck each other, or trying to outdo each other. Good as it was, I wasn't disappointed when Rob said he was going to cum. He really pounded me through his climax. I was sorta numb but I could feel with my asshole rim that there was a whole lot of cum being shot inside me. Ben felt it too, I could tell from his eyes.

"Fuck, Bro, I can feel you cumming!" That feeling got Ben off too; he started breathing hard and moaning deep in his belly and his nostrils flared, and he mixed his load with his brother's.

They kept me sandwiched between them for a couple of minutes till I felt a cock slip out of my ass. It was Rob's, 'cause Ben shoved his in deeper and held on tight.

"Fuck, that was awesome."

"What would be awesome is if you would take some of this weight off of me," Rob told him.

Ben gave my ass a couple of hard plunges and I could tell he was still half hard, then he pulled out. I could feel cum running out of my ass. Ben grabbed his brother's shorts to catch the flow.

He laughed. "Man, there's a waterfall back here. Fuck, I hope that closes up." My ass must've been gaping wide. It felt like it.

With Ben off of me, I rolled off of Rob. Ben plopped down beside me and I lay between the two brothers.

Rob asked me if I was okay.

Yeah, I was fine. Great."

"We need to try to plan to do this again," he said.

"Yeah, next time we'll be sure to get you off," Ben said.

Rob asked me if I wanted them to take care of my hardon; he said they could give me a hand job. I told him no, I was okay, I needed to get back. I would've liked for the two hunks to jack me off but I did need to get back home, and I didn't want them to feel like they were obligated. Rob went to shower. Ben took me to the other bathroom to wash up, and talked the whole time about how awesome it was to double fuck me with his brother and he sure wanted to do it again. As I was leaving I heard Rob yell for Ben to strip the bed and wash the sheets.

The End

This is a true life experience.

**022 - Neighbor College Kid (Home for Thanksgiving, 2011)

Neighbor College Kid

Home for Thanksgiving, 2011

It was great to wake up and see the boy's car parked outside our kitchen window. He hadn't been home in a long while. I was anxious to see him. More anxious to get together with him if we could. Thanksgiving morning I saw him leave with his mom. He's tall, and he'd gotten even taller. I swear he almost had to duck to come out of the garage.

He came across to get something out of his car. I waited with baited breath for him to turn and walk back. He's got an ass that is beyond awesome and I'd missed seeing it. My mouth watered when he walked away. I almost got a hardon.

Our Thanksgiving company had all gone home and we were watching TV when the phone rang. I took the call. My wife picked up too but she hung up when she found it wasn't our son; he had not come home for Thanksgiving.

It was the neighbor kid. He apologized for the imposition; he had some stuff he needed to ship before he left next day to visit his father.

"That was Ben. He's got some stuff he wants me to ship." I grabbed my coat and went over to his condo. He drove to the warehouse.

"I'm really glad we can get together," he said.

"Yeah, it's been too long. I missed you this summer, but you Mom said you took some summer classes."

"Yeah, I like to stay ahead of the game."

"I think you were born ahead of the game. Your Mom says you're pretty smart.

"She likes to brag on me."

"How're your grades?"

"Still straight A's."

"Then it's not bragging, it just stating fact," I said.

"I guess."

At the warehouse I let us in and bolted the door then set about packing the stuff--gifts--he wanted shipped.

"You know, I didn't call you just to ship my stuff for me," he said.

"I was hoping not."

"You've really showed me a lot since we first met and I, uh....well, I've started putting it to good use."

"Oh? How so?"

"Well, I'm straight but......" I love how they always want to make that clear up front. ".....but I've been trying some stuff."

"With guys?" I asked.

"Yeah, after I finally figured out how to approach." He laughed; I thought to overcome his embarrassment. "I used your eye contact thing you told me about."

"I'm glad it worked for you. You'll have to tell me about it."

"Did it ever! I hooked up with one of the jocks."

"If that's a comparison to yourself, he must be pretty damned awesome. You've really put on the muscle since I first saw you and you were built even then."

"Thanks but this guy IS awesome. I'm taller than him but man, he's got a body. He's straight too but he was okay to bend a little, that's how he put it. (He wasn't sounding too straight to me). I did him in the locker room one night, late, and that made it even better. He's not super hung, around seven inches, but he shoots a whopping big load. I thought he was going to drown me."

I was smiling, and he asked, "What?"

"Nothing. Just listening to you, you don't sound like the boy I met three years ago." I was wondering about what he'd said, that he thought the jock was going to drown him. Did that mean he'd let the guy cum in his mouth, or had he shot his load all over his face?

"I'm not the same guy. College does that to you I think. You meet new people without the hometown hang-ups, you know, without all the restrictions you grew up with. The guy wanted to fuck me but I wouldn't let him."

"Probably half the guys on campus want to fuck you," I said. "You've got an awesome ass."

He laughed. "That's what this guy said. The girls all tell me I've got a great butt, too."

"The guys think so too but they can't tell you that," I said. "When I saw you walking back from your car earlier my mouth started watering."

"But look at us, we're wasting time," he said. "Can we get naked?"

"Definitely."

He stripped down rather fast, I thought. I took my time, watching him, after first spreading a blanket over the couch. The anticipation built up with each thing he took off. Godd, he was gorgeous. "Fuck, you must turn heads in the locker room," I said.

"I've noticed guys looking at me," he said casually. "Couple of years ago I would've been offended by that. Now it's a good feeling."

He was always built but he had grown even more muscular for increased height of six-four. And his cock matched his body perfectly. He was fluffing up, thick and meaty, and swinging like a pendulum.

"Damn, that's a nice cock," I told him.

"Thanks. You, too."

"Get comfortable, I'll take care of it for you in a minute. But try to keep it down, I wanta try to take it all before you get hard," I said as I was leaving the room.

"You better hurry," he said as he slouched on the couch.

I went to my locker and got the "wand" took it in the bathroom and connected it to flush out. I went back to the break room and started to go to my knees beside the couch.

"Could you do me a personal favor and put your socks and boots back on?" he said.

"Sure. You like the boots, huh?"

"Yeah, they're sort of turn-on for some reason, especially when you're naked."

I put my boots back on and knelt down beside the couch and his right leg that he had flung out. I nuzzled and kissed his heavy hanging balls but moved on to his cock before it got hard. I rubbed up and down his thighs, squeezing the solid muscles. "You've gotta have thighs like this to carry this thing around," I said. I wet it good and took it into my mouth and started drawing it into my throat.

"Ohh, fuck yeah," he moaned, laying his head back.

It was a long way down the thick fuck tube but I managed to swallow it and bury my face in his hair. He groaned, "Ohh, fuck, I don't see how you do that," as I began swallowing to contract my throat muscles along the full length of his cock. I could feel it growing, expanding and snaking deeper, getting firmer. I held him till it felt like he was straightening my throat then I pulled off very slowly. It was an even longer way off than it was going down on it. By the time I was off of the head I was thinking, Holy Shit! I let the head pop free of my lips and held his cock up straight, throbbing and slick with my spit. I said, "Holy Shit, how big is this thing?"

"Nine inches. I can make it swell out a little past nine." He laughed softly. "I was hoping I would get as big as you but I don't think I'm going to make it."

"Fuck, this is a real ass buster. I bet you've got the girls waiting in line for this."

"Well, I'm not exactly big stud on campus but I have got sort of a reputation in certain close circles," he said.

"Meaning?"

"Well, I'm not hurting for pussy and I've met a couple of guys who like to get fucked."

"Oh, I see you have expanded your horizons, beyond the jock you mentioned."

"Yeah, but he's the only one I've done. The guys I fuck all think I'm straight."

I thought it was odd, the way he said that; they think I'm straight....but I'm not? I couldn't resist mentioning it. "You said you ARE straight."

"Yeah, cause I love fucking women, but I have almost as much sex with those two guys. And I thought about this--with the jock--when he wanted to fuck me and I told him no, what I said exactly was, 'I'm not ready for that.' He laughed and said, 'Okay, when you are ready, I wanta be your first.' That's when I realized what I'd said, like I wasn't ready to get fucked YET but give me some time to think about it." He laughed nervously.

"Well I can see how HE might take it that way," I said.

"There's something else, Pete.....and you know, you're the only person on the planet I can talk to about stuff like this.....when I was driving home, coming into town, I thought about you, wondering if we might get to hook up, and I found myself thinking about how you might do the deed and then I would be ready for the jock if the time ever came. I mean, you've showed me so much, and I trust you. But I'm still not sure I'm ready."

"But you're saying it again.....you will be."

"Yeah, maybe I'm saying that. I admit, I'm curious and I admit I'd like to know what it feels like. I mean, when I fuck those two guys, they go crazy over it. Crazier than the girls I fuck. So there must be something to it."

"You've got an ass to die for, and I would give my left nut to fuck you, Ben, but wait till you're sure. Hell, hold out for the super jock. It sounds like he's sort of like your idol."

"I think I knew you would tell me that."

"Meanwhile, I'll be content with rimming you," I said. "And I can give you a pretty good idea what it feels like, with my fingers. And having said that....time's a'wasting." I pulled his fuck tower down and went down on him.

"Yeah, we are talking too much," he said as he reached down for my cock. "I don't think he'll be up to doing any of the stuff you do, he'll probably want to shove right in and fuck me. Hey, this would be a great idea; you come visit me on campus and you could do all this stuff and get me ready for him, maybe give him some ideas."

I nodded and murmured around his cock, unwilling to give it up to answer him. I was surprised to feel him tugging on my cock, then he put his hand around my leg to urge me on the couch with him. He turned onto his side to make room for me and surprised me further by laying his head on my thigh. I could feel his breath on me and his face nuzzling into my crotch, then his mouth sucking in one of my balls. I couldn't believe how easily and casually he was doing this, like he was accustomed to it. And maybe he was; he hadn't gone into detail about "doing" the jock. I had to wonder if the jock was the only one he was doing.

It was a wonderful sixty-nine, made more so by exploring his muscular body with my hands. We both kept trying to hold off and make it last. Finally I said, "Listen, if you want to fuck me we need to ease off and cool down before I explode."

"Can I? Fuck you, I mean. Do you want me to?"

"Fuck, yes," I said. I got the lube that I'd tucked under the couch. He rose up for me to lie on my back then moved up over me and lubed up his cock. I thought that, considering how far he'd come, he might rim me but he lubed up my ass and slid a pillow under my butt. "This will counter the give in the cushions," he said.

"We could move to the floor where there's no give," I said.

"No, I can get better leverage on the arm of the couch."

"Oh, oh, I'm in for a ride, aren't I?"

"I am pretty fuckin' horny," he said.

With my legs on his shoulders he entered me with one long, steady stroke till he was balls deep. I winced a little but the pain was minimal. It made me shiver all through just feeling his big cock penetrate me so deeply. He was so long legged he braced his knees against the arm of the couch. It gave him the leverage he wanted to really fuck me. I was happily surprised that he started nuzzling my neck and then kissing me. I certainly kissed him back. He was good, and he liked.

"I really looking forward to coming home for this," he said at one point.

I said, "You don't know how excited I get when I see your car parked outside my kitchen window. I can almost get a hardon against the counter just thinking about you over there in bed."

He said he wasn't going to try to hold off, he was going to blow his load pretty quick and keep right on fucking me, if it was okay and if I could hold off. That was fine with me. I couldn't believe how much he had advanced in his sexual bearing. He really knew how to fuck. It was a languid fuck, nice and slow and almost casual.

At one point he said, "Tell me what it feels like."

"It's hard to explain to someone who has never experienced it," I said. "It's a sensation of being filled--stuffed, really--and fulfilled. It's like your nerves are on edge to the extreme, the nerve endings being massaged your cock."

"What makes it feel so good?......I mean, about the prostate," he said.

I smiled. "That's almost impossible to describe. Best I can do is, it's like you're in a constant state of almost unbearable pleasure, like you're about to scream with every stroke when your cock slides across it. It's absolute pleasure. Maybe this, you know those long seconds when you can feel the buildup then you cumming? It's like that only it's constant."

"Man, you make it sound so incredible."

"It is."

He must've fucked me for a good half hour that way. It was wonderful. True to his word, when he shot his load inside me he kept right on fucking me. He had wonderful muscle control and when I asked if his stomach or butt muscles were getting tired or sore, he said no. He asked me about my ass, I told him I was fine. Truthfully, I was getting a little numb at the entrance but the feelings were still tingling deep inside me. He said to let him know when I was getting close, or if I wanted to cum, he would bring me off by hand while he fucked me through it.

I was surprised again when he hunkered and bent down and took my cock in his mouth. He sucked me for only a moment before he rose back up.

"Just wanted to see if I could do that," he said with a grin.

It was as good opening for me to ask about what he'd said about the jock almost drowning him.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"You said you did that jock in the locker room and when he shot off he almost drowned you. Did you take his load in your mouth, or did just mean he came a lot and shot all over your face?"

"No, I didn't take his load," he said. "He just went off like a water cannon, all over my face. I did get some in my mouth but it wasn't a whole lot."

"How it taste?" I asked.

"I wasn't turned off by it," he admitted. "But I don't know if I could handle his whole load in my mouth. Or if I want to. I'm not really that much into it." Then he smiled. "Why, are you wanting me to take your load?"

"No, that wasn't what I was getting at. But if you want to try it, that's okay too."

He didn't. I sort of thought he wanted to but he didn't take my cock in his mouth again. He fucked me to a mind shattering climax (for both of us) and he really liked seeing me cum, all over myself. I enjoyed feeling him blast his load inside me. I pulled him down to lay on top of me, in the mess we'd made.

"Even this feels good in a weird sort of way," he said as he slid his chest around on mine in the cum.

"We're going to need to shower," I said.

"Yeah, we probably should be getting back," he said as he shoved himself up, slowly extracting his cock.

I told him to go ahead and shower while I rolled up the blanket to put in my locker. I joined him in the shower. I wanted to wash him but I didn't offer. He asked about the wand hanging in the shower. I told him what it was for.

"Do your guys use it?" he asked, sounding incredulous.

"No," I said, laughing. "I keep it in my locker."

Driving back, Ben said he would be looking forward to Christmas. So was I.

The End

This is a real life experience.

**023 - Neighbor College Kid, Summer 2010

Neighbor College Kid, Summer 2010

To refresh your memory, this is the college kid who lived in the condo diagonally across from ours before he went away to college. I had his older brother first, and then a friend of his, before the younger brother came on the scene. Three of those events are written up as: Neighbor Kid's Younger Brother, Fucking in a Rainstorm, The Brothers Together (Christmas 2009). There have been some other times with him, but these are the three I have written up.

He spent a short time with his father when he first got out of school--I don't know where his father lives--but then he came back here to his summer job and lived with his mother in the condo across from ours.

We developed a code where, if he sees our car pull out he knows my wife is leaving and he can call and let me know if it's all right to come over. Or I sometimes call him on his cell phone, in case he missed our car pulling out.

It was a few days after he got home that he called me. He sounded anxious. I know I was, from the moment I saw his car parked in the strip of undeveloped street outside my kitchen window. His mother was away with her boyfriend and his older brother was at work, did I want to come over? No-brainer question. It didn't matter about his brother; he had walked in on us one time before and joined in. He said to give him a few minutes to shower. I gave him a few minutes that I used to flush out.

When he let me in he was in a towel. Not the first time he greeted me in a towel just out of the shower; he knows that's a turn-on for me. He also knows how to keep me turned on......by taking the towel off as he walks down the hallway to his room. I followed him down the hall, my eyes fixed on his stunning ass. The boy's got a body to die for, especially for a tall boy, but his ass takes the prize.

In his room he sprawled across the bed on his stomach and spread his legs out wide. "I think this is where you like to start," he said as he began clenching his butt muscles and making them bounce.

That was enough to make my mouth water and I was drooling by the time I got my clothes off. "I would start and finish this way, but you always let your cock get in the way," I joked. I crawled between his legs and buried my face in his butt and he squeezed the muscles against my nose. He smelled wonderful. I wanted to taste him. I licked up and down the deep crevice and he relaxed so I could get deeper between them. I made no effort to go for the prize; I liked to take my time and relish the time with him. He was squirming around and moaning in the pillow. Finally he reached back and pulled his butt apart.

"Aww, fuck, man, go for it!" he groaned

"All the way?"

"What?"

"Can I go for it all the way?" I asked.

"No, but you can use your fingers on me if you want."

I knew he liked being finger fucked--I'd brought him that far at least--but it was the first time he'd asked for it. I tortured him some more with my tongue as I massaged his asshole with fingers from both hands. I loved to see his hole clench tight then relax to let me work the pliable muscle and stretch him. Gradually I pulled his hole open while continuing to lick, till I was able to shove my tongue inside him.

"Ohm....Ohhh, fuck....fuck, I've missed this!" he groaned.

I kept tonguing his fine, hot, live hole and reached under to pull his cock back between his legs. He groaned that I was going to break it off. I gave his cock very little attention, licking it now and then, but I kept my concentration on his asshole. I wanted him to beg for my fingers. I admit, in the back of my mind I had the hope that he would get so caught up in it that he would beg for my cock as well.

I carefully worked both thumbs into his hole and pulled thick muscle apart. Way apart. I could see the soft, velvety, pinkish lining up inside him. I thumb fucked him, alternating with each thumb. He loved that, he loosened up like a pussy.

"Ohm, Godd!....Ohhh, Goddd!" he moaned as he drew up to his knees, his butt spread wide open for me. "Do it with your fingers! Deeper! Find that spot!"

I pistoned my thumbs in and out of his ass for a moment longer then told him I wanted to change positions. "I want your cock," I told him. I turned around on the bed and got under him. It was a sixty-nine position but I knew he couldn't and wouldn't do the math. In fact, he shoved himself up at arm's length to be as far removed from my cock as possible. I resumed the ass play, rougher than before. His cock found my mouth and he thrust into my throat and began fucking my face while I finger fucked his ass. He responded beautifully, humping and thrashing about like he was going crazy.

I decided to forget prolonging it and take him over the top; I knew he was good for another round. He cried out as I wrought havoc on his prostate, tossing his head back and forth and clawing at the sheets on either side of my hips. Suddenly he clasped his big hands onto my thighs and began riding my head, fucking my throat, choking me. I never lost his prostate; it was quivering madly. I felt it suddenly lurch and quiver harder and I knew he was cumming. I fought to control my gag reflex with his cock deep in my throat. I wanted his cock in my mouth so I could taste his cum but I let him ride it out his way. I was so glad I did!

His cock lurched and swelled in my throat and I could feel the cum gushing through the thick seminal vein. Suddenly, in the throes of lusts, I felt him grab hold of my cock and the next instant his mouth was on it!! Oh Fuck! Unbelievable! He was whimpering and groaning around it, lashing it frantically with his tongue as he emptied his balls in my throat. Then just as suddenly he rose up from my cock with a groaning gasp. His climax had peaked and as his lust diminished he had come to his senses and realized what he'd done.

"Fuck, I don't believe I did that."

I held his cock in my throat more comfortably now, till he caught his breath, then I eased him off, onto his side. His cock pulled out of my throat and I got a taste of one last gush of warm cum. He rolled onto his back with his forearm across his eyes. His chest was heaving.

"I don't believe I did that," he said again.

"Thanks anyway. It felt great," I said.

"You got me so hot I didn't know what I was doing."

Yeah, right, I thought. "So when are you going to get carried away and let me fuck you?"

"Like never."

"Why not? You like my tongue and fingers."

"That's not the same as getting fucked," he said.

"It's foreplay," I said.

He just kept shaking his head. I figured he had enough to deal with at the moment so I didn't pursue it. If it was going to be--and I thought it would eventually--it would be happen just like this time, he would get so caught up in it that he would succumb of his own free will. I felt it was a waiting game, and I was willing to wait.

While he rested--we both knew there would be a round two--we talked about school and I asked about his grades. Straight A's, he said with great pride. I told him I was proud of him. He talked about a girlfriend. They weren't really going together, he said, but they had dated several times and he'd fucked her three times. The last time he even ate her pussy after she sucked his cock. He said she wasn't very good at it. I told him most women aren't. He wasn't sure he could do it, go down on her, but his roommate gave him poppers to take along on his date and that's how he had the courage to do it. I could see that my cock, still 90% hard, was not lost on him. He said he was sorry, he shouldn't have left me like that.

"You didn't," I said. "It's just the way things worked out. I could have held you off."

"I don't think so. I was ready to explode." He lay there eyeing my cock openly. "Your cock is so fuckin' big; I don't see how you find anybody to take it."

I laughed. "They're standing in line," I joked. Then I added, "You should get in that line." Then I ruffled his shock of hair and said, "Just kidding. Do you want to fuck me now?"

"Yeah. Fuck, yeah."

"Okay, but you gotta rim me first, to get me ready."

"All right."

I blinked with a double take; and laughed, not sure I'd heard him right.

"Huh? What'd you say?"

"Just kidding," he said, laughing as he twisted around and reached over the edge of the bed for a pair of jeans off the floor. "But then maybe I'm not," he said. He dug in the pocket and brought out a bottle of poppers. "Do you ever use poppers?" he asked.

"No. They give me a headache," I said.

"Me either, just when I need a little boost in courage," he said. He uncapped the bottle and took a little hit in each nostril. I couldn't believe what I was seeing; that he was actually going to rim me. But it bothered me that he was using poppers. Even with it, deep down I didn't really believe he would go through with it.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked him.

"If I can eat pussy before I fuck it, I can eat your ass before I fuck it," he said as he was taking a second stronger hit.

I could see the stuff was kicking in. He offered me the bottle. I took it but didn't use it. He told me to get on my hands and knees. He lubed up and got behind me, and I felt the head of his cock against my hole. I wondered why he wasn't eating my ass but I didn't press the issue. I figured he had chickened out. He shoved and I stifled a gasp in the pillow as his cock buried deep inside me. I was still wondering why he didn't rim me but it suddenly wasn't important. He was fucking me, and the boy knew how to fuck. He had such fluid motions and his moves along with his big cock, he could really dig in deep.

After a few minutes he reached for the poppers again. I moved them out of reach and he gave me a funny look. "That stuff's giving you false courage," I said. "If you want to do something bad enough, you'll do it without poppers. And if you have to have poppers, then you're not ready to do it." He didn't argue the point and he didn't make any attempt to reach for the little brown bottle.

Next thing I knew, my ass was empty and his face was buried in my ass!! Oh, Fuck! I couldn't believe this was happening! Maybe it was partly the poppers but that had to be wearing off. I guess he did want it bad enough and he found his real courage to do it. And I was stretched wide open so he could. He licked and ate my ass like a hungry puppy, all the time moaning how much he loved doing it. He did it long enough that I knew the poppers had worn off. I was thinking, there's hope for this boy after all.

He rimmed me for longer than he'd fucked me but then he shoved his cock back in my ass and started fucking me again, this time, really hard, like rimming had built up a lot of sex momentum in him. "I wanta make you cum." And he reached around and grabbed hold of my cock and started pumping it as hard as he was slamming into my ass. I was helpless to do anything but just let him do whatever he wanted. He'd already shot a load so it went on for quite a while. I loved the way he took over, the way he was using me, like I was his sex toy. He didn't usually do that.

"Are you getting close?" he asked.

"Just keep doing what you're doing, don't' stop," I told him, and he did. He kept fucking me like a pile driver and stroking my cock, using the precum I was producing for lube. I was about ready to scream by the time he finally went off. I had my face buried in the pillow because I was afraid I might scream. His cock told me he was cumming. Then I felt the violent quivers and bolting of his cock as he unloaded deep inside me. That's all it took for me to go off. I shot all over the place, all over myself and all over the sheets and the pillow. I saw stars on black. I could tell he'd had some practice with those girls. He almost fucked me crazy.

We collapsed with him on top of me, his cock buried inside me, sweat smoothing our bodies together, me lying in my own mess of cum. It was a great aftermath. He shoved himself up from me and lay on his back beside me. He said I was an awesome fuck. I told him I was surprised when he jacked me off while he was fucking me, and totally surprised when he went down on me for that brief moment, and then the way he rimmed me. I asked when and how he'd decided to be so reciprocal.

He said some of the guys were having a beer one night and they naturally started talking about sex and the conversation got around to doing gay stuff and two of the guys said they had tried gay stuff, not together but with other guys. They didn't see anything wrong with it because they still liked girls. It was just sex when it was handy and they were curious. He admitted to them that he'd had sex with a guy back home (me) who really showed him how great it could be, and that he had also wondered what it'd be like to do some of it back. One of the guys got up and got a bottle of poppers and gave it to him and told him to use it if he really wanted to try new stuff and needed a little boost in his courage.

"Okay, but you don't need the poppers anymore," I told him.

He said he needed to shower again and asked if I wanted to join him. I wanted to but I needed to get home and I knew if I got in the shower with him we would have sex again.

He said he would like to get together again when he got back from spending a few more days with his Dad. He said he wasn't sure about doing it at his house though because his Mom had some days off, but he said he had a friend who was going to be out of town and he had offered the loan of his apartment while he was gone if he wanted to take a girl there. So when he got back from visiting his dad I met him at his friend's apartment. It was great because we had all the time in the world, I spent over four hours with him but he didn't go down on me again. I think he had his guard up this time. He did jack me off while he was fucking me on my back. He loves to see me cum. We had to clean it all up there was such a mess. He said he wasn't going to bother about the sheets though, his friend would understand. He would tell him he didn't wear a condom when he fucked the girl and he pulled out to shoot his load.

Great time. Can't wait till Christmas, then spring break. Or he might have other plans for spring break this time as he has gained more experience. We shall see; meanwhile I can hope.

The End