The Neighbors' Boy by Erik Reeves Drellman (erikreeves@aol.com)
Keeping up with my home seemed to get more difficult all of the time. There was always something that needed to be done either inside or out and I was just getting farther and farther behind. I loved my house and I had spent the past eight years getting it just the way I wanted. When I moved into the neighborhood eight years earlier, there was a cute kid named Matt, who lived down the street. I would always see him riding his bike or skating by my driveway on his skateboard, but I hadn't seen him around in a long time.
One day when I was on my hands and knees digging holes to plant annuals, I looked to my right and saw a pair of muscular, hairy legs. When I looked up to see the owner of the sexy legs, Matt said, "Hey Mr. Drellman." I found my voice, realizing that the cute little kid from down the street had grown up into a gorgeous young man. "Hi, Matt", I said. "Ya need some help with that?" he asked, and I just said, "yea, sure".
Over the course of the next couple of months Matt spent a lot of time at my house. He was always fun to have around, he always helped me with the work that I was doing, and he was getting more beautiful to me every day. I found out through our conversations that his dad had taken off and he had gone to live with him. One day he got up to get ready for school and discovered that his old man had taken off again, leaving him behind this time. He had come back to his mother's but he knew that she didn't really want him around either, so he was just biding his time until something good came along. I think he really enjoyed spending time with me and I really loved having him there.
One Friday afternoon, he stopped by as soon as my car pulled into the driveway from work. I opened the cardoor with a big grin on my face, as usual, very happy to see him. I dropped my jacket and briefcase as soon as I got a look at his face. Blood was pouring from his nose, there was a big gash on his forehead and his t-shirt was covered. "What happened to you?", I asked as I put my arm around him to lead him into the house. "He pulled away from me and said, "Careful, you'll get blood all over you." "Matt, I don't care about that, please let me help you!" He stared at me for a moment and then fell into my arms sobbing.
Once we got inside the house, I held him for a moment and then said, "Before we talk about this, can I clean you up?" He silently nodded and we walked to the bathroom. By this time I was covered in his blood, but that really didn't matter to me because I was afraid that he was really hurt and I wanted to take a look at his forehead. I cleaned the gash and put a bandage on it. We got his bloody nose stopped and then without asking if it was all right, I pulled his t-shirt over his head to wipe up blood from his chest and shoulders. I wasn't prepared for the slender, muscular body that I found. The perfection of youth was breathtaking. His hairless chest was beautiful and I could see each supple muscle as he gracefully moved. His nipples were shaped perfectly and his belly was tight and strong. "There ya go", I said, "I hope that is better".
We went back into the living room and I sat down on the couch. He stood quietly in front of me and started to quietly cry. "Please tell me what happened." He said, "My mother did this to me. She got drunk and told me it was my fault that dad left in the first place. She hit me over and over again. She said that she hated me and never wanted to see me again, then she passed out." I raised my arm and asked him to sit with me. I held him while he wept. I assured him that it wasn't his fault at all, and that he was a very special person, and that even if they didn't seem to care, I did! I must admit that having his head on my shoulder was a great feeling. Just when I though the was settling down, he said, "There's one other thing that my mom was upset about." I waited expectantly. "I, uh, I told her that I was gay." He jumped up and said, "Please don't hate me for that and don't make me leave, I don't have anywhere to go!" I grabbed him and pulled him tightly to me again, this time rubbing my hands slowly over his back and shoulders. "Matt, I am gay too."
He looked up at me in disbelief. He said, "I have been jackin' off thinkin' 'bout you for months". Suddenly he stopped, "Oh, I am sorry, I shouldn't take it for granted that you would be interested in me." He had a hurt look on his face until I walked over again and took him in my arms. I let my lips lightly touch his, just for a moment, then I asked him if we could have a really special evening together. He looked awfully excited as he nodded his head.
I ordered some food, opened a bottle of wine, and we cuddled together. We talked and I told him that I thought he was beautiful the very first time he walked up and I saw his sexy legs. He laughed and told me that had been really "turned on" by the hairy body that he know I would have under my clothes. It was good to laugh together.
I put my hand on one of his nipples and slowly began to massage it. Without saying a word, he closed his eyes and settled back. This would be Matt's first time and I was determined to make it special. He hadn't been fortunate enough to have very many good things happen to him so this had to be spectacular. I moved my hand to his other nipple and put my mouth on the one that I had been massaging. I opened my mouth and licked it, then I put my teeth together to lightly bite the point. Matt began to squirm under my touch. I took my tongue and licked all over his chest and down the ridge to his belly button. I licked his lips and then pushed my thick tongue into his mouth. He was like a starving little bird as he swallowed my tongue. I placed both of his arms above his head and went to each of his armpits and licked them until they were sloppy and wet. He said, "God, I think I could cum like this without even touching myself!" I told him to hold off as long as possible because I had a lot planned for him before the night was over.
I found myself enjoying giving pleasure to this eighteen year old and I was thrilled that he had chosen his first time to be with me. I unsnapped the button of his jeans, unzipping the zipper with my teeth. I slowly pulled them down and his plaid boxers came down over his hips too. I pulled them completely off so I could see my friend in all of his naked glory. His cock was as hard as a brick wall and when I bent down to lick it it twitched as if it had a mind of it's own. I looked at his face as I opened my mouth wide and swallowed his erection in one gulp. His eyes shot open wide and he said, "God, that feels so g - o - o - d!" I tugged on his hairy ballsac a little, not enough to hurt, but enough to make him squirm. The I took his balls in my mouth and mauled them over, sucking on them and pulling them down away from his body.
I took his feet in my hands and massaged them, and then I licked between his toes, up to his ankles, to his knees, and back up to his cock again. I asked him to roll over for me, and I saw the most beautuful ass I had ever seen. Smooth, rounded, ass cheeks, sweet and ready to be fucked. It was everything I could do to restrain myself from shoving my dripping cock into his ass with one thrust and fucking him while he screamed for mercy. But on to other things. I spread his beautiful ass cheeks wide apart, and saw his little pink rosebud. There was no hair, and he looked good enough to eat, which is exactly what I did. I licked all over his ass first. I nipped and bit the rounded ass cheeks, I licked up and down the crack of his ass, I licked all around the pretty pink hole, and then I dove in. I stuck my tongue all of the way in and he tasted exquisite. A clean, virgin ass, and tonight, it was all mine. He moved underneath me and I licked up his back to his neck, and then sucked on his neck, giving him what I was sure to be a bad hickey the next day. I was so consumed by my passion for this boy that I couldn't remember feeling so hot. While I was kissing his neck, I whispered in his ear, "I really want to fuck you." I thought that I would have to convince him that I would be gentle with him and that it would feel good, but all he said was, "Please give me your cock."
I really wanted to see his face while I fucked him so I rolled him over. I got some lube and took my hand and started to open up his asshole. He helped me. He relaxed his muscles as I put one, two, three, and four fingers into him. He looked into my eyes and said, "I have wanted this for a long time." I pulled off my pants and he gasped when he saw me fully naked. I said, "I am really not that big, it will be ok." "No", he said, "it's not that, it is just that you are so handsome, you really turn me on!" I smiled at him as I lubed my dripping cock. I placed the head gently against the opening of his tender hole and slowly pushed. He opened right up for me, before I knew it, I was all of the way in. I slowly pulled out, then gently pushed back in, gradually speeding up my movement. Matt reached up and grabbed me by the shoulders pulling me down to him. He wanted to feel my hairy body moving against his while I was inside of him. We picked up the pace and both of our bodies broke out in a sweat. He met my every thrust and his cock never went down at all. He was dripping pre-cum all over his belly.
I pulled out and rolled over onto my back. I took Matt by the hips and had him straddle me, slowly going down on top of me. Now his hard cock was dripping all over my hairy belly and he was doing most of the work. I lifted my hips to meet him. His ass felt so good, hot and tight. Thinking that my cock was the first to ever be inside of him was such a turnon. "I'm getting close", I said. "Please cum inside of me, I really want to feel you shoot." In just a second I was there. I pushed up inside of Matt as if I would rip him in half. "Oh Fuck...FUCK....I'm coming!!" I shot up inside of him and he sat with my cock buried in his ass. I took his erection in my hand and gave it a few quick tugs. He threw his head back and screamed, " F U C K"!! He shot clear up to my mouth. I tasted his man cream and it was sweet and thick. He helped me to lick it all up while he sat with my softening cock up his beautiful boy butt. When he finally pulled off I asked him to kneel over my face and I ate my load out of his ass. He turned around quickly and stuck his tongue into my mouth so he could taste it too.
He layed down and let me hold him that night. Our legs and arms were intwined, and his head never left my shoulder. In the morning, I let him fuck me and he was good! I should wrap this story up, Matt is waiting for me to get into bed. It has been four years, he is 22 now and as sexy as ever. I am 37, but look younger. I love Matt. He loves me. I guess we just needed each other.