M/m oral/anal NEW NEIGHBORS
Chapter 1
On my first morning home from vacation, I did not wake up. It was 2:00 PM before I returned to the land of the semi-living. Jet lag and the wild sexual encounters of the previous night had wiped me out. I had three days until my next project update was due and I decided to use the entire time to recover and take care of all the odds and ends that pile up during a six-week vacation.
I struggled out of bed and into the shower. I spent twenty minutes letting first cool, then very warm, and again cool water wash away the grime and fatigue. Halfway through my shower, the need to take my 'morning' piss became overpowering. Not bothering to step out of the shower, I used my left hand to point my heavy cock upward and released the dark yellow flood.
I let it flow over my chest and stomach. I pinched off the stream for a moment and looked directly at my proud manhood. Releasing my grip allowed a heavy blast to spray my lowered face. My mouth opened and I took a quick sip of the sharp, bitter, delicious liquid. The rest of my piss soaked my hairless thighs and calves before flowing into the drain.
When my long shower was over and I felt a little more human, I padded naked into my kitchen and brewed a pot of coffee and whipped up a light lunch. As I ate I became aware of just how hungry I was. I didn't have much in the fridge and decided to order a pizza. I called a local pizza joint and placed my order asking if Mike was available to deliver it.
The young man on the phone said, "Yes, we can make him available." There was a note in his voice that told me he knew exactly why I had made this special request. Mike is a handsome young man who just turned seventeen about a week before I left on my trip. He had started delivering pizzas the day after he got his driver's license.
The first couple times Mike made deliveries nothing happened except that I thought I sensed him staring at my body and he definitely acted nervous. I wondered if he would be interested in more than the usual tip. From then on when I placed an order I made sure to check who was coming to the door.
On my third order I hit the jackpot. A handsome dark-haired lad got out of the car. Dressed in the company shirt and a pair of shorts he looked better than the pizza. I slipped off the robe I wore in case someone had drawn my delivery. I watched Mike approach the door pinching my nipples to make sure they were as thick and prominent as possible.
I answered the doorbell wearing only a pair of silky white boxers. These were not however the traditional halfway to the knee style. They were more like a pair of brief running shorts. I knew the dark outlines of my cock and balls were visible if someone looked closely. Also the head of my cock had the habit of peaking out one of the leg openings.
I opened the door and greeted Mike by name. He started to respond, but froze in mid-sentence. He eyelids flew open as he noticed my attire. I thought he was going to drop the pizza, so I grabbed it and asked him to step inside while I went to get my wallet. Turning to walk away gave the teen a great view of my ass and I was certain I heard a soft moan from behind me.
I took longer than needed to get the pizza money. I used the time to reach into my shorts and give my cock several quick strokes. I achieved my goal of giving myself a partial hardon. I slid my thickened eight inches back into the shorts and glanced at a full-length mirror. Most of my prick's dark head was now visibly displayed for my young visitor.
I confidently strode back into the living room and was pleased to see that Mike's teen-aged curiosity had let him to check out the books on my coffee table. On top was a volume of very artistic photos of athletic young men posing and playing in the nude. Beneath it was a similar volume that also featured younger men, teens, and even boys. I was pleased to see Mike thumbing this book.
He was staring intently at a picture of two boys about his age lying side by side with perfect bodies and very hard cocks. With them were two younger boys, maybe ages eleven or twelve. They lay at angles with their heads on the older boys' stomachs and their eyes fixed on the erect cocks.
Mike had one hand inside his shorts obviously toying with his erect teen cock. He did not notice me until I cleared my throat. I startled him and he jumped away from the coffee table. He jerked his hand out of his shorts and started stammering and stuttering. I assumed he was trying to explain or apologize. I assured him that neither was necessary and that I was glad he liked them.
As I spoke, Mike eyes moved from my face to my crotch. His entire body spasmed when he saw two inches of my cock hanging below the bottom of my shorts. I knew I had this beautiful boy when his tongue absently slipped from behind his white teeth and traced a slow path around his perfect lips.
"Do you think my cock is as nice as those in the book?" I asked him.
"Yeah, yeah and its big...bigger, too," he stammered in reply.
Without another word, I used both hands to quickly lower my shorts. In two seconds I stood naked before the sixteen year-old pizza delivery-boy. Mike neither disappointed nor surprised me. He took three halting steps forward, dropped to his knees, and grasped my nearly erect cock with his long fingers. He stroked me three or four times before I felt his warm breath caress my wet glands. I moment later he engulfed two-thirds of my manhood with his hot young mouth.
I knew at once that this was a very experienced cocksucker. He did not awkwardly choke on my thick shaft or crape it with his teeth. Instead, he gently sucked on his six-inch, mouth-filling treat for several seconds before adjusting his angle and swallowing the last four inches like an old glory hole queen. When Mike's lips pressed against my hairless abdomen, his eyes turned up and locked on mine.
Even with ten inches of fat man-cock filling his mouth and burrowing down his throat, Mike managed to smile at me. All I could do was return his smile before closing my eyes and letting my head fall back as I shuddered in pleasure. Mike's hands grabbed my hard ass and his lips reversed their long trek until they caught on the ridge where cock head met shaft.
God, was this kid a great cocksucker! During his next delivery I learned he had been sucking cock for three years. For the first two it was almost exclusively his older brother, but when he left for college a year ago Mike sought out new cock to enjoy. He found a men's room and then a secluded grove in a park a couple miles from home where lots of guys were more than happy to let him blow them and some that even wanted to return the favor. This was something his brother had never done.
The combination of Mikes' oral skills and my knowing that he couldn't stay long meant the delivery boy was about to get a tangy treat. I looked down at the kid and when his eyes met mine, I asked if he was ready. The boy didn't release my cock to answer. Instead he doubled his efforts, bringing me rapidly to a powerful climax.
My hands went to his shoulders to steady myself as I groaned and fired my first volley of cum as Mike's lips were sealed against my hairless groin. By the third volley only the tender head of my cock was still in his mouth. He took my final three blasts of man seed onto his tongue. When I finished shooting, I watched as, the head of my cock still in his mouth, he swallowed my rich cum.
Not quite satisfied, he quickly engulfed my entire, slightly slackened, ten-inch shaft in his mouth. Locking his lips tightly around my cock and pressing the tip of his tongue firmly against the outside of my cum-tube, he slowly slid his mouth upward. Mike skillfully drew the final remnants of cum and claimed them as his reward.
I shivered and had to tighten my grip on his shoulders to keep from collapsing. My cock escaped his lips with an audible pop and dropped to slap against my right thigh. Mike settled back on his heals before standing up. My right hand found the back of his neck and brought his face to mine. Willing or not, the boy was about to share a hungry kiss. He proved to be more than willing. His mouth opened and let my tongue search for the last traces of my seed.
As we kissed, his hands again found my ass. There was enough sweat in the crack of my ass to lubricate his fingers and let him slide three teenage fingers into my ever-open hole. "Nice loose hole," he said, "maybe next time I'll try a piece of your stud ass."
As his hands worked my ass and his fingers drilled my hole, mine sought the button at the top of his shorts. I managed to find it, but before I had it undone, he broke our embrace. "Man," he sighed, "I would love a hot blowjob, but I have to get back to work. Besides, I have a hot date tonight and my girlfriend likes a bellyful of cum almost as much as I do."
Mike picked up the money I had brought to pay for the pizza. "Do you need any change?" he asked. I didn't so he used one hand to slip it into his pocket and the other to give my limp prick a loving stroke. "That's a great cock, man," he said heading for the door, "and it shoots a great load. Let's do this again."
He left without saying anything else or even closing the door. Halfway to his car he did look back and through the open door I watched him openly slide on hand into his shorts. He turned again and got into his car and drove off. There was no doubt that if he kept delivering pizzas that we would do this again and indeed we had. In the last fourteen or fifteen months, we have hooked-up at least a dozen times.
Mike's next delivery was similar to the first. I met him at the door, this time in a robe. He put down the pizza, undid the belt, and gave me another incredible five minute long blowjob. His third delivery started much like the first two, but when I was about to cum he released my cock and stood. I was so close to cumming that a brief stream of cum did flow from my pisshole.
Mike used one hand to catch this discharge and bring it to his mouth as his other hand worked to open his shorts. With the top button undone, the teen's baggy shorts fell into a pile at his ankles. Six proud inches of teen meat pointed nearly straight up. It was the first time I had seen his cock and I liked the view. I started to kneel, but his voice stopped me.
"I haven't got time for a blowjob. Bend over so I can fuck that ass," he demanded.
I watched the kid spit into his right hand and use it to lube his cock. "Turn around and bend over now!" The authority in the teen's voice left me no choice but to do as he ordered. "You ready?" he asked, but didn't wait for an answer. He skillfully aligned his slender cock with my open hole and slid it deep inside me. He showed little finesse and less patience. Our fuck lasted all of three minutes before he froze and filled my bowels with teen cum.
It was during our frenzied fucking that I did learn what little I know about his sexual history. As soon as he was finished, Mike withdrew and reached for his shorts. "Let me clean you up," I said trying not to sound too needy.
"You like sucking on shitty teen cock," he said confidently, not as a question.
"Yeah, I do," I confessed.
"Well maybe next time," Mike said pulling his light colored shorts over his wet cock. Several dark spots appeared on the front, noticing these he said, "Proof for all the gang a the shop to see that I just fucked a nasty customer and anybody can check who it was."
I was standing and facing the teen by now. My ass dripped his cum and my cock stood fully erect. Mike shocked me by dropping to his knees and quickly finishing the blowjob he had interrupted a few minutes earlier. I filled his talented mouth with my thick load in about a minute. The delivery boy stood, used a hand to wipe his mouth, and went out the door without another word.
As much as I loved sex with this kid, I decided he was getting a little big for britches. Before his next visit, I decided to reestablish some control. Four days later Mike arrived at me door pizza in hand and I am certain expected to suck my cock again. I met him money in hand, totally naked, fully erect, and dripping pre-cum. He handed me my order and tried to step inside.
I stopped my young cocksucker and said, "From now on I'm in charge of this relationship. Today, if you want to suck on my big cock you do it right here with the door open, so anybody who goes by can see how good and eager a cocksucker you are!"
"I can't do that," he protested, "we might get arrested."
"I'm willing to risk it if you are. Are you sure it's not because you're ashamed to been seen sucking my cock."
He shifted from one foot to the other and kept his eyes glued to my cock. "Yeah," he said softly, "I'm not crazy about people seeing me suck your prick."
"I don't see why not. You're very good at it and you seem to enjoy yourself."
"I do," he whispered.
"Then kneel down and do as I said." I paused for a few seconds before giving him an alternative. "There's one other way you can earn a chance at my cock. Next time I order a pizza I want it delivered by a topless sixteen year-old boy with an erect cock sticking out of his shorts." He didn't respond right away so I asked again, "What will it be?"
"Uh, ah, I guess I could do that," he finally said. "Now can we go inside, I dreamt of sucking you last night and came all over myself?"
"It's all yours," I said. He started to push past me again, but I didn't move. "I told you what you have to do."
"I can't do that," he whined.
I didn't reply. Instead, I stuffed the money for the pizza and his tip into his right front pocket, placed a hand on his chest, and moved him away from the closing door. Mike knocked again, but I ignored him and walked to the couch. I sat in front of the TV and stroked my hard cock as I enjoyed the pizza. In my mind I pictured Mike standing at my door shirtless and his cock exposed.
A week later Mike stood at my door pizza in hand, shirt in his car, and his cock standing proudly outside his shorts. I again answered the door naked. I accepted the pizza, paid Mike what I owed, stroked his exposed cock twice, and started to close the door.
"Hey, wait a minute!" he yelled loudly enough for half the neighborhood to hear.
I paused with the door half open and said, "Yes."
"I did what you told me to. Now let me suck your cock." The tone of Mike's voice changed from a command to a plea on the last word.
I don't think he realized how loud he was speaking and didn't really want him drawing too much attention. I had planned all along that if Mike did as ordered I would tease him for a minute and then let in. That's what I did and enjoyed what was, if possible, his best blowjob effort yet.
After I came and as Mike trying to force his cock into his shorts, I gave him two new commands. "Don't put that away. I like looking at your little erection." An instant of hurt and disagreement crossed his face, but I continued: "It looks so nice I want you to keep it out all the way to your car and next time you are to walk to my door with you cute cock on display."
"I can't do that," he said.
"You can have your choice. Blow me in the open doorway or walk to and from your car with your cock exposed. You do one or the other if you want to keep enjoying this," I said as I stroked my partial erection.
"Uh, uh, uh...well, I guess I can do it," he finally managed to say.
"Good, lets open the door and you can give your first public blowjob. It will be your first, right?
Mike ignored my questioned and said; "I mean I'll show off my dick to anybody who wants to see it if that's what you want."
"That's fine. I'll see you next time. Now, don't zip up!
Mike nearly ran to his car. He was at the door when a pickup went by and honked. I am sure the driver did it because he saw the teen's cock. If he had looked toward my house he may have glimpsed me as well as I stood in the open doorway and laughed.
For the next six months, three or four times a month, during bright afternoons or in the dim evening light, Mike delivered pizza to my door with his hard cock extending proudly from his open pants. He also left his shirt on the front seat of his car. This became even better after his girlfriend gave him a nipple ring for his birthday.
I continued to meet him at the door completely naked and usually sporting a full hardon. Mike would always start and end the visit with my cock in his mouth. Sometimes we reenacted his rapid fucking of my ass and eventually we added my giving him an occasional blowjob.
Tonight, Mike arrived promptly with my pizza in hand and his now seven inches of teen cock openly displayed. He hadn't forgotten a thing about how to dress or how to suck cock during my absence. He demonstrated the later by swallowing me whole before the door was even closed. I thought about opening it and displaying my teenaged cocksucker to the whole neighborhood. Instead, I slowly backed to the sofa and sat down enjoying his talented mouth.
As usual, I let Mike claim my load in less than five minutes. Then I turned the tables and claimed his teen cock. Its hardness never ceases to amaze me. Seven narrow inches that felt like steel in my mouth, but shot some of the best cum I've ever had. As I worked on Mike's cock, I slipped a finger into he ass.
This was something the boy always protested, but also admitted that he enjoyed. For such an accomplished cocksucker, the teen was still a macho stud at heart that refused to see his ass as another option for sexual pleasure. My finger met much less resistance that ever before. The combination of my mouth and rapidly moving finger brought him off in a hurry.
As Mike put his shorts back on and tucked his limp cock out of sight I asked him about his loosened asshole. He didn't answer so I asked again. This time he quickly told me that his girlfriend found out he liked to suck cock. Her response was not to break up with him, as he feared, but to have a friend buy her a lifelike strap-on dildo. At first she used it only to have him demonstrate his oral skills, but in the last week she had begun using it to fuck his ass.
Mike paused after telling me his story expecting, I suppose, a reply of some sort. Instead, I told him how happy I was to see he planned to give me a public blowjob on he next visit. To answer his puzzled expression I pointed to his zippered pants. Sheepishly, a hand lowered the zipper and reached inside to withdraw a beautiful teen-boy cock. He turned, opened the door, and casually walked to his car. I watched him go with dreams of fucking that slim ass dancing in my head.
I enjoyed my pizza and three cold beers as I checked some of my accumulated email. I had checked it from the road, but only read or replied to those that seemed extra interesting. After eating I made a quick run to the post office to get my huge stack of snail mail. Driving home I realized that it was going to take at least an hour to plow through the entire stack. This was not a task I was relishing.
When I got home there was a stranger standing by my driveway. As I got closer I could see he was about 35-40 and quite well built. He wore a T-shirt over a pair of very tight shorts. As I got out of my car he greeted me saying, "Hi, neighbor!"
So this was my new neighbor. "Very handsome, I need to get to know him better," I thought. "Hi, I'm Dave. Good to meet you," is what I actually said.
"Joe," he replied extending a hand.
I accepted it and felt his powerful grip and met his broad smile. I invited him in for a beer, but he declined. "I have to run a couple errands before my boys get home." Joe turned back towards his house and stopped. Turning back to me he said, "By the Dave, if that sexy pizza delivery boy is any indication you and I are going to be real good friends."