fucked in the bathroom

Seth began his day at work like any other day. He made his way through the crowds of people at the mall and was just about to go into his store when he decided he better stop and use the bathroom first. He didn’t know when he’d have that chance again. Seth loved his job, not just because it paid well and the people were nice, but because he got to see the best looking guys the mall had to offer. Oh don’t be mistaken Seth had his favorites, and one in particular.
From the first time he saw this tall sexy boy of man he knew he wanted him. He watched like a lion stalking his pray, waiting for the right moment to pounce. The boys beautiful brown eyes and caramel colored skin were all become too much for Seth to handle.
Scott, as his named turned out to be, had his eye on Seth it seems too. It wasn’t by chance that he and his friend would just happen to come to Seth’s store every time Seth was working. Scott knew that Seth liked him and loved teasing him with it too. While Seth’s fondness was black guys, young ones at that. It seemed Scott had a thing for the older, and often wiser, white guys. Scott would lie in bed at night picturing this daddy of a man taking his boyhood one inch at a time.
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As Seth turned the corner and headed into the bathroom his mind drifted to the tasks of the day. As he reached out to grab the handle of the door, he was startled as the door swung open quickly to meet him. Standing face to face, only inches apart was the man of his sexiest dreams.
The energy was intense; it seemed as if time was standing still. Trying to speak, but not able to make a sound, both men stood and gazed into each other’s eyes. Scott knew this was the moment he’d been dreaming of, he wanted to take him into his arms. Before he could finish his blissful thought, something came over Seth, and he pushed him back into the stall. Scott knew this was the moment. Nothing else seemed to matter, time was of no importance. This moment was one that was not going to get away.
Seth locked the door behind him, and Scott with a startled look on his face, was searching for words. Seth pulled him close and before he could speak, kissed him. Like a bolt of electricity the energy went wild. Scott tried to breath, but his breath was gone. Lips so tender, but so bold found his neck.
Scott tried to resist in his mind, but his body wouldn’t let him. His hands were fondling as the belt of this man, this stranger he didn’t know. Seth reach down helped him Scott get his prize, it was the moment Seth had dreamed about. Scott found the prize his body knew he wanted, nine inches of thick solid meat, more importantly of daddy meat.
Scott fell instinctively to his knees as Seth rested his hands on the back of his head. He reached out his tongue and gentle started to lick the precum of the tip of Seth’s cock, when suddenly the wholething was being forced into his mouth. Seth wasn’t wanting for anything to ruin this moment. He wanted that cock wet, and he wanted it wet now.
Scott knew exactly what to do, with his mouth relaxed Scott began to swallow, inch after inch went down the back of his throat. Seth with a moan of pure delight found his dreams becoming reality. Scott took all that he could until he felt Seth balls hit his chin. Just when he thought he reached his limit. Seth began fucking the guys mouth. In and out, and out, fast then faster the pace began to quicken, the balls gentle beating him in his face. “You like that big cock, don’t ya,” Seth began to shout. “Take it all,” Seth continued.
Seth wasn’t the only one having a good time. Scott loved every minute. Not wanting to stop, he let this daddy fuck his face, like he’d never fucked before. Then, Seth stopped and pull the big cock out of the guy’s mouth, “Suck my balls” Seth ordered. Scott taking orders from his daddy did what he was told.
By now both Seth and Scott were completely naked. Scott was sucking Seth undercarriage as Seth began to admire the guy’s cute bubble butt. He knew that ass was going to taste good and couldn’t wait any longer. He spun the guy around as quickly as it all began. Scott trying to keep his balance looked for something to hold on to in the bathroom stall.
Seth forced his face to the ground and his ass to the air. With a smack that was anything but gentle Seth hands whipped across his ass leaving a nice rosy handprint in its wake. Seth spread the guy’s ass cheeks revealing the glorious pink hole. The sight was almost too much. Seth tongue found is mark and began its journey.
The sounds of ecstasy escaped from Scott’s lips, as Seth darted around the guy’s hole with his tongue. Flicking back and forth, Seth rimmed the guy for what seemed like hours. Scott took his own cock and began to jack as he knew he couldn’t last much longer.
Seeing that this was becoming more than the guy could take, Seth reluctantly took his mouth off the guys sweet ass. “Damn your ass taste good,” exclaimed Seth. Scott knew what was next and couldn’t wait.
Seth grabbed his rock hard cock, and slapped the guy’s ass. “This is going to be great” Seth assured, as his cock was now pressed to the guys delicate but wet hole. Suddenly, the guy felt his ass on fire as the man forced his way inside.
Being as gentle as he could Seth push his big thick cock all the way in. His balls were now firmly against the guy’s pretty little ass. Pulling out so just the head was in, Scott’s grunts gave energy to the older man. Finding a pace of a younger man, Seth feverishly fucked the guy’s ass. Scott’s tight ass hugged the man’s cock, like he’d never felt before. Seth could hardly stand it.
“Fuck me harder,” said the guy. Seth pulled out and slammed the guy’s ass again. Scott could hardly stay on his feet, and the man pounded his ass. Harder, and harder, to the pace of the guy’s grunts. Seth pounded the guy he was now holding in place.
With one last forceful thrust, Seth pushed inside the guy’s hot ass, as his cock exploded with rivers of hot cum. Seth unloaded a massive load that was already running down the guy’s leg as he gentle collapsed over the guy he now called his own.
Scott with the man still inside him released his own load. Squirt after hot squirt the guy released his juice. Gently, turning the guy around, Seth took his face into his hands. Leaning in, the man met his guy and their lips gently touched in a passionate kiss.

getting to fuck the neighbor 15

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I heard Sarah go into the bathroom, and I opened my eyes thinking, “I should go make us some coffee. I really want to stay here with Trent, but a good host would be sure his guest got everything she needed.” I dragged my ass out of bed, and grabbed some shorts and a tank top to throw on.
As I got dressed, I looked back at Trent, still sleeping. He is one of those people who sleeps beautifully. Some people look like accident victims when they sleep, in complete disarray, with limbs everywhere. They look like they were thrown onto the bed. Trent was not one of those people. He looked totally at peace, and as though he was posing for a magazine spread. He was lying on his stomach, with his arms wrapped around his pillow, one leg drawn up and one leg outstretched.
I couldn’t resist. I crawled back onto the bed toward him. He had kicked the sheets off, so his entire body was in plain sight. I couldn’t help thinking about how much I loved him, as I bent down and kissed his butt cheek, then the small of his back, then his shoulder blade, and then his neck, just below his ear. He awoke with a big stretch, rolling over as he stretched. His eyes opened and he looked up into mine. He grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled my lips to his. We kissed and he pulled me down onto the bed beside him with his other arm.
“Hey,” he said with a smile.
“Hey,” I replied. “I’m going to go make some coffee. I heard Sarah go into the bathroom a minute ago.”
“Sarah’s on her own. I have needs,” he said, as he pulled me in for another kiss. He rolled over on top of me, so he had an elbow on either side of my head, and he was between my legs. I wrapped my legs around him, and squeezed him tight. He felt so good on top of me. I didn’t want it to end. Both of us were getting hard.
Two knocks and the door flew open. “Yo, I heard you two in here talking. Who’s on coffee?” Sarah asked, looking like she had, had a pretty rough night. She was crawling onto the bed beside us, wrapping her arms around Trent’s pillow, as though she planned to go back to sleep.
“Did you sleep okay?” I asked.
“Yeah, why?” she said as she crawled onto the bed beside us.
“Oh, just wanted to be sure,” I replied.
“Or, because you look like you were attacked in your sleep!” Trent said, laughing. “Did you look in the mirror? Your hair is FUCKED UP!” he laughed.
“Shut up!” Sarah responded groggily, as she diverted her gaze from Trent to me. “Will you make coffee?” she pleaded, as she looked into my eyes.
“Yes, if I can get your brother off of me,” I said.
This was clearly a matter Sarah was experienced in handling. She sat up and first smacked her brother’s bare ass, then started pulling on his shoulder, while changing her expression to a vicious look. Through her teeth, she said, “Get off of him. I need coffee!”
“Alright, alright…” Trent said, as he stood up. “I’ve gotta piss, anyway,” and strutted off to the bathroom totally nude.
“Trent, you better put some clothes on. You know Mom and Dad will be here any minute,” Sarah said.
I got up and followed him out of the room, as he looked back over his shoulder suggestively, and said, “Wanna help me piss?”
“No, piss by yourself!” Sarah shouted, “Paul is making coffee.”
Trent laughed as our paths separated and I headed toward the kitchen, smiling back at him. As I was walking past the entry door to my apartment, I heard two soft knocks. I unlocked and opened the door, and saw Page and Dan standing there.
“Good mornin’, Paul,” Page whispered. “Is everyone up?”
“Mornin’” Dan said as he walked into the living room, looking like he was ready to take on the day.
“Yep, Trent is in the bathroom, and Sarah is in the bed,” I said.
Page snapped her head around, “In the bed? Oh, don’t tell me she kicked you boys out of your room!”
“No, no. She came in to talk to us, when she heard us up,” I explained. “I think she desperately needs coffee.”
“Oh, Paul, she is a bear before she gets her coffee. You’d do well to work quickly!” Page laughed.
I heard Dan tap on the bathroom door. “Trent, why don’t you go ahead and shower. Your Mom and I wanna take everyone out for breakfast,” he said.
“Ok, Dad,” Trent responded.
“Can I have my coffee first?” Sarah moaned.
“Sure, if you can drink it before Trent gets out of the shower,” Dan bargained.
“Ugh… Paul…” Sarah pleaded, as she climbed out of bed and started toward the kitchen.
“I’m coming. Here, it’s all ready. Do you want something in it?” I said as I walked toward her.
“Nope, I’ll take it just like that,” she said.
“I’ll have a cup, if you have enough, Paul,” Dan said.
I poured Dan’s coffee, but Page opted for orange juice. We sat and talked, and soon Trent was walking out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
I on the other hand was mesmerized by the sight of Trent standing there in that towel. It seemed to drape across his pelvis effortlessly. What a sight! His tall lean body, long muscular arms, light treasure trail, then long slender legs, and big feet. He looked like something off the cover of a porn flick standing there.
“Mornin’. “Y’all sleep well?” Trent asked.
“We sure did,” Page replied, looking at Dan with a smile.
“Ok, Sarah, let’s get moving,” Dan commanded.
Sarah had just taken a few sips of her coffee, and looked up at me with an exasperated expression, “Paul, will you go next?”
“Sure,” I said as I started toward the bathroom, my own cup of coffee still in hand.
I started the shower and undressed. Just as I stepped into the shower, someone knocked at the door and then opened it. It was Trent.
“Hey, sorry, I used the last of the soap,” he said.
“Oh, cool. Can you hand me a bar from under the vanity?”
“Sure,” Trent replied as he searched through the vanity for the soap. He then unwrapped the bar of soap and opened the shower curtain a bit.
“Here’s the soap. What’s it worth to ya?” He asked.
“Hrm… What do you want?” I responded with a smile.
“I’ll make ya a deal. Give me a good kiss, and I’ll throw in a bonus,” he said teasingly.
“A bonus, huh,” I said as I moved toward him.
He didn’t move as, I approached him, clearly wanting me to do all the work. I moved close to his lips, and stopped short of kissing him. I looked into his eyes, and then leaned in and gently let my lips touch his. I saw his eyes close, as I began to press my lips against his, and then open my mouth. Remembering that I had been drinking coffee and hadn’t had a chance to brush my teeth, I pulled away.
“You call that a kiss? I KNOW you can do better,” he whispered.
“Trent, I haven’t brushed my teeth yet, and I have been drinking coffee. Wait ’til I get out,” I demanded, as I started to back away.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me toward him, “Don’t back away from me. When I tell you to kiss me, I want you to kiss me. Now, let’s try this again. Kiss me!” He said, as he firmly smacked my ass!
I was so startled by him smacking my ass that I jumped forward and he grabbed the back of my head and forced my mouth onto his. Before I knew it we were in a deep kiss. My mind was more focused on how aroused that smack on my ass made me. As he slowly released his grip and our kiss ended, he smacked me on my wet ass again. I don’t think anyone had ever done that to me, and I was stunned to realize there was something incredibly erotic about it.
“Yeah, you like that, dontcha. I think we’re gonna have to explore that a little later. Right now, I want you to get on your knees. I saved you some,” Trent said.
Not quite sure what he meant, I got on my knees. Honestly, I was following his instruction with very little thought. My mind was still wrestling with those smacks on my ass, and the way they made my cock jump to attention. But, once on my knees, Trent dropped his towel, and aimed his semi-hard cock at my face.
“Open,” was all he said, as I followed his instruction and he began pissing into my mouth and down my chest. His stream ended all too, soon, but it was still a hot scene.
Again there were raps on the door, as Page yelled, “Trent, what are you doing in there? Come out and let Paul finish his shower!”
“Ok, Mom. I’m coming,” Trent said, as he pulled his towel back up and looked down at me kneeling in the shower, soaked in his piss.
As I stood up, he leaned toward me. “Kiss me,” he instructed, and I kissed him deeply, as he explored my piss soaked mouth with his tongue.
“Mmmm…” he said. “You taste good.”
As he reached to open the door, he smirked and said, “Don’t forget to wash behind your ears.”
My shower went much more quickly after Trent left, and Sarah followed me in the shower, and we were headed off to breakfast within the hour.
Throughout the morning, I just kept looking at Trent and thinking about how much he had expanded my sexual boundaries in the short time I had known him. He made me WANT to do more. Hell, half the time he made me beg for it! He was now the most beautiful man I had ever known, and not just because of his physique, but because of who he was and who we were together.
The rest of the day was just sightseeing and shopping. Later that week, his parents left, and Trent and I started to settle into a routine. With both of us working and Trent going to school, we seldom went to his condo. He was coming home late at night, and leaving fairly early in the morning. We were usually making love twice a day, and it hadn’t lost any of its charm.
I was filling in the gaps in Trent’s hectic life, doing his laundry, running errands, and soon my life and his life, melded into our life. The condo next door almost seemed unfamiliar to both of us when we walked in, like a remnant of a past life.

TBC…

getting to fuck the neighbor 14

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I did as he instructed. I put my hands on his ass, and took a deep breath. Then, I pulled his cock into my mouth, and as it penetrated my throat I heard Trent let out a loud moan.
Trent now had my balls in his hand and was gently pulling them out away from my body. It felt so hot to be so vulnerable with my nuts in his big hand, and my six-inch cock in his mouth. My cock being much smaller than Trent’s, I didn’t come anywhere near choking him, but he was still taking all of me into his mouth, and it felt incredible. His strong tongue was working my cock, as he continued to massage my balls. Suddenly, I realized I needed to breathe, and I backed off of Trent’s cock. I could feel myself getting close, and Trent knew it, too. He moved his free hand down to the back of my head and leaned his body over toward me a bit, so his cock sank deep into my throat again. I started swallowing again to work his cock, when I realized I was about to blow my load. I was feeling light headed, as I felt my cum start to work its way up out of my balls, and I grabbed Trent’s ass and pulled him toward me, ensuring he wouldn’t remove his cock before I blew my load.
Suddenly, I felt my balls tighten in his hand, and the first jet of my cum shot out of my cock and into Trent’s mouth, then the next, and then the next. Suddenly, I realized Trent’s cock had stiffed and his balls had tightened in my hand. I continued swallowing his cock, though I knew I needed to come up for air soon. I quickly backed up a bit, took a quick breath, and then pulled his cock deep into my throat. I could actually feel the head of his cock swell, and his hard cock start to deliver its payload into my throat. Wave after wave of his cum was pumped into my throat, until I finally felt his body relax. I pulled back a bit and took in a breath of air, and was grateful to taste some of his cum still on his cock. I knew by now he had lined my throat with his hot load, and I loved it.
Trent collapsed onto his back, and gasped for air. “Fuck, that was hot!” He said. “I love you so much, Paul.”
“I know, and I love you. I’m in heaven when you feed me your load. It’s incredible. And, it felt great when you blew me. It was total ecstasy!” I said.
The next thing I knew, I was waking up with my head pressed against his leg. He had rolled over during the night, and had one leg draped across me, so my face was nestled right in his balls. I could feel his cock pressed against my chest.
I lay there looking at those big nuts. As I looked past them, I could see the soft tufts of hair that lined his ass crack. His body was perfect. I felt his cock starting to stiffen, so I backed up a bit, and gently took the tip into my mouth. He moaned, still asleep, and started humping his cock into my mouth.
This is SO hot! “He’s fucking my face while he sleeps,” I thought. I wondered at what point he would wake up, but he just kept pumping, never going into my throat, but just moving his cock around on my tongue. I was doing my best to please the swollen helmet of his cock, when I heard his breathing change. He mumbled something, and then started to fuck my mouth more vigorously. Now, he was starting to enter my throat on each thrust, and I was taking breaths as I could. I had his balls in my one hand, and was rubbing his sexy ass with the other. Before I knew it, he jabbed his cock into me and started cumming.
He awoke with a start, yanking his cock from my throat, and saying, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck!”, as he sprayed cum all over my face and chest, in my hair, and all over the bed.
“Fuck, I thought I was having a wet dream. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” he said.
“Sorry for what, I asked? I’m just sorry you didn’t get to finish in my mouth.” He turned around and held my face in his hands and licked some of his cum off my nose. Then, he kissed me, and stuck his tongue deep into my mouth, tasting his own cum on my breath.
“We’re gonna have to go shower, or you’re gonna have cum in your hair at breakfast!”, he said, laughing.
We got up and headed to the bathroom, ensuring Sarah was still asleep. I started the shower, and checked the temperature of the water. The dimmer switch I had installed for all the lights in my condo allowed us to adjust the lights to we could see what we were doing, but not be blinded in the process. I stepped into the shower, and Trent was right behind me. He pulled me to him and kissed me.
He had an odd look on his face, and I wondered what it could mean. I said, “What’s wrong? Are you ok?”
“Mmm, I gotta piss,” he said.
“So? We’re in the bathroom,” I countered.
“I have a better idea,” he said as he adjusted the showerhead to hit the wall instead of us. “Get on your knees.”
I got down on my knees and he bent over and whispered in my ear. “I’m going to feed you my piss. You think you would like that.”
I was way too shy to admit I had thought about that, so I just nodded.
Trent slipped into his ultra-domineering mode, looking like he was absolutely possessed by lust, “Yeah, that’s my boy. I knew you would. Have you ever done this before?”
I shook my head no, and he continued. “Keep your eyes closed, and open your mouth real wide for me.”
He was already aligning his cock with my face, as I hesitantly closed my eyes, leaving them open just enough to see his beautiful dominating stance, as he aimed his big cock at my face.
“You ready? Here ya go. Here’s what you’ve been wanting. Here’s my piss. Take my piss, Boy,” and with that, the first spray of his piss splashed across my face and into my open mouth. He sprayed his piss all over me, across my chest, all over my face, on my own cock, everywhere. Then, as his stream was tapering off and he was telling me what a good boy I was and how I was doing such a good job for him, he stepped forward, put his cock in my mouth, and continued to piss, instructing me to swallow his piss. “Here ya go. Swallow. That’s a good boy. Yeah, look at you. Look at you. Good boy, Paul. Drink my piss,” he encouraged.
When he was done, he bent over and got just a few inches from my face. “You smell like my piss. Nice…” he said, and then he pulled my face toward his and kissed me deeply, exploring my mouth with his tongue. “Mmmmmmm,” he said, as he withdrew his tongue. “You taste like my piss. Nice… You like my piss, Paul. You like taking my piss?” he hissed.
“Yeah, it was cool. Thanks, Trent.” I replied.
“Yeah, come here,” he said as he helped me up. We cleaned up and returned to bed and drifted off to sleep.

TBC……..

getting to fuck the neighbor 10

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Everything was a learning experience at this point in our relationship, and Trent was full of surprises. I expected someone who cooks for a living to be very particular about his food, but Trent’s attitude toward food seemed to be more like that of a country boy, where he ate what he was given and didn’t complain. I would soon learn that, when it came to food, if he wasn’t impressed with something, he would simply say, “It’s okay.” If he absolutely hated something he’d say, “Eh, not really my thing. I won’t order it again.” If he enjoyed it, he’d say, “That was awesome.”
He was adorable. He was like a big kid, always with a big smile, and people just loved him. The waitress at breakfast couldn’t stop rubbing his shoulder and laughing with him. He spent part of the meal making faces back and forth to the kids sitting a couple tables away. He had a natural confidence and a love for life that was contagious.
After breakfast, we went to the shoe store, where Trent wanted to pick up some new shoes. I was loving being with him. I don’t know how to describe it, but being even within a couple feet of him made me feel so energized and content. When he found a pair of shoes he liked, he grabbed them off the shelf and said, “Come on.” He plopped down in a chair and looked at me with that devilish grin and said, “Wanna help?”
“Hell yeah.”, I replied.
I got down on my knees, and unlaced his shoes, then gently lifted his foot and pulled the shoe off his foot. I loved the way his feet smelled, and he knew it. I looked up at him sitting back in the chair, with me at his feet, and he legs spread wide at the knee. Man, I wanted him!
“Make sure you get that stuff out of there,” he instructed. “You know, all that shit they shove up in the toe of the shoes,” he said very seriously. He was so adorable; I couldn’t help but chuckle, knowing that tissue paper stuffed in the front of that size 13 foot could be a big problem. I put his new shoes on him, and he walked around a bit. We did this with several pairs, and it didn’t escape Trent that a couple of the store clerks had been watching us.
When he decided on his shoes, we went up to the cashier. “Did you find everything okay?” she asked.
“Yep, sure did,” Trent, replied.
“Boy, that sure is a nice friend you have there, helping you try on all those shoes,” the cashier observed.
“Sure is. He LOVES me!” Trent replied, like it was a badge of honor or something. The cashier just smiled an uncertain smile, and Trent paid and left.
“Did you say you wanted to go get some pants, too?” I asked.
“Yeah, but we can do that later. After that workout you gave me this morning, and that breakfast, I could use a nap!” Trent said with a smile. “You like naps?” he asked, as though he was genuinely trying to learn something about me.
“Aw, man, I LOVE naps!” I replied.
So, we went back to his place, and sat down on the sofa for a minute with a cool drink. “Man, this feels really great. I’m so glad you moved in next door,” Trent said.
“Yeah, me too!” I agreed.
“Hrm… Not sure we’re gonna need two apartments much longer, though,” he said. I was stunned. TWO DAYS we’ve known each other and he’s gone from being straight to being gay and is now talking about moving in together. This is a record even for a gay guy, and gay guys are notorious for moving in together rather quickly.
“Let’s go back and take a nap. But, first, maybe you can give me a nice foot massage,” Trent said with a big smile.
“I’d LOVE to!” I said.
“Yeah, Dude, there were a couple times when I thought you were gonna do me right there in the shoe store. I saw you pop wood at least twice, while you were messing with my feet,” he laughed.
“Shut up,” I said in a monotone voice.
“Shut up? Shut up????” he teased. He moved in closer, and used his hand to guide my chin toward him.
“Answer me this: who’s your daddy?” he said with a big smile on his face.
“You’re my Daddy, Trent,” I replied.
“That’s what I like,” he said. “Come on, let’s go.”, he commanded as he got up and started toward the bedroom, with me following obediently behind him.
As we entered the bedroom, he peeled his shirt off, and then he sat on the edge of the bed. I untied his shoes and slipped them off. He stood up and pulled his shorts and underwear down, and then got back on the bed and lay down. I moved to the foot of the bed, and ran my face across the soles of his feet. He hadn’t had his shoes on long enough today to build up any kind of a sweat, but they still smelled like Trent’s feet to me, and I was in heaven.
I started massaging his sexy feet, and heard him moaning and sighing. A lot of guys are funny about their feet, especially guys with larger feet. They’re generally very self-conscious about them, but not Trent. He loved having his feet massaged and worshipped.
He was wearing those ankle socks, and I started to peel the first one off, revealing the heel of his foot. I bent down and kissed it. Then, I rubbed my face against it, and then finally licked it. Before I knew it I was sucking on his heel, and slowly sliding his sock up to reveal more of the soles of his feet. I worked my way up that big foot, licking and sucking and kissing every inch of it. When I finally slid that sock up over his toes to reveal that whole big foot, I nuzzled his toes, taking in their scent. I licked the undersides, and then between his toes. Then, I took his big toe into my mouth and sucked on it, marveling at how big it was in my mouth. “Nice, Dude,” I heard Trent whisper, as I took his other toes into my mouth and began sucking them. “Yeah, suck my toes, Dude. Worship my big sexy feet. You like my big feet, don’t ya. You love licking them and kissing them. Sucking on this big toes,” he said.
“I love your feet, Trent. I love worshipping your feet,” I said. Then, I moved on to his other foot.
When I was done with his other foot, he said, “Come on up here with me, Dude. Lay here next to me. I crawled up the bed, and he grabbed my arm and positioned me so we were facing each other. With our heads on the pillow, he had this endearing look on his face. His eyes were getting heavy, and were nearly closed, as were mine. I could see his guard drop, and for a fleeting second, he was just a little boy, open and vulnerable. Softly, I heard him whisper with absolute sincerity, “Thanks for loving me, Dude…”
I felt my heart stop and a tear slide down my face and onto my pillow, and it was all I could do to choke out, “Thank you, Trent. I love you.”
He smiled and drifted off to sleep, and I must have, too, because the next sound I heard was a woman, saying, “Oh, this is SO HOT!”

TBC…..

getting to fuck the neighbor 9

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His eyes closed, and he lowered his warm swollen lips to mine, and our bodies were on fire. At first reluctantly, his tongue moved into my mouth, and then back out, as though he was making me wait. Our open mouths were joined together, as he gently lowered his tongue into mine, and we started to kiss. I felt his big hand wrap around the back of my head, as he forced my mouth against his, as his tongue probed my mouth deeper and deeper. I had never experienced such a deep and overwhelming kiss.
Now, it was me who was between worlds. So many things happening so fast. I was trying desperately not to blow my load, but admittedly this scene had gotten way too hot. My heels were pressing down on his ass, as he took long steady strokes into my ass, and I felt like I couldn’t get enough of him. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could hold out. We were in a place beyond words at this moment. A place where there was only me and him, and the rest of the world had faded away. Each time he thrust into me, my heels pressed against his ass, as though I were trying to ensure I got every inch of him inside me. He now had sweat rolling down his face and body and onto mine. I was past the point of no return and had my arms wrapped around his shoulders and my legs around his hips, as though I was trying to meld us into a single person.
My body started to tremble, as my orgasm slowly made its way through my body. It was one of those orgasms where you feel like your body is in suspended animation. Where you can feel each drop of cum making its way, slowly from your balls, up the shaft of your cock. “Uh hm… UH HM….” Trent encouraged. There was a brief second where I wasn’t even sure I would ever cum; where I was just lifted to another plane by ecstasy. I started to feel like I was going to pass out, when suddenly my body went completely rigid and I exploded into an orgasm, shooting volley after volley of cum onto our joined bellies. Screaming into Trent’s mouth, as my load blasted out of my cock.
When my body went rigid, my ass ring clamped down on Trent’s thrusting cock, and it was more than he could take. He was pumping my ass like a machine, as he broke our kiss, rose up onto his hands, raised his red face to the ceiling and heralded his orgasm, “MOTHER FUCKER!!!! OH SHIT!OH SHIT! OH SHIT! FUCK! OH SHIT, DUDE!!! HOLY FUCK!!!”. His screams tapered off into a laugh, and he fell back onto his elbows and grabbed my head between his hands and started kissing me, and chanting between kisses, “I love you, Dude. I fuckin’ love you. You’re so hot. So fuckin’ hot…”
His cock was still inside me, and it didn’t feel like it was getting a lot softer. My ass was now letting me know it wanted a break, but I didn’t want him to get off of me. Suddenly, he wrapped an arm around my neck and rolled us over, so that I was now perched on top of him. He threw his arms open, outstretched on the bed, with me still sitting on his cock.
Surprisingly, this new position and his cock still pretty rigid inside me was making me really horny again. Now, it was my turn to gaze at the ceiling, as I felt my ass starting to work on his cock. I knew there was no way we could cum again after what had just happened, but it felt so hot to be riding his cock. As I looked down on Trent, while I continued working his cock, I saw his hands clench into a fist, and then he pleaded, “Mother fucker, you are going to make me cum again! Keep riding it, Dude. Don’t you fuckin’ stop.” He was almost begging me, and I was set to fulfill his every wish.
I kept my pace slow and steady. I watched the muscles in his up stretched arms tighten in contract. The muscles across his chest were flexing and trembling. I was in disbelief that I was about to milk a second load out of this stud. I reached down and grabbed my cock, and a wave of electricity went through my body, which must have caused me to tighten my ass around Trent’s cock again, because he went into a full pant, “Oh, Baby. Come on. Just like that. Don’t stop. PLEEEEEEAAAAAASE don’t stop. Keep ridin’ my big cock, Baby…”
I knew he was close, as I saw his arms starting to pull up on the headboard, stretching his upper body, and bringing every sexy muscle into full view. His face was red again and his body was starting to tremble.
“Give me that load, Trent.” I hissed.
“Uh huh.” he replied.
“I want it.”
“Ok. Take it! Milk that fuckin’ load out of my big nuts. Come on. Ride my big cock,” he encouraged.
“Yeah, just lay back and let my asshole service your big cock. Make me work for it, Baby. I’ll ride your cock as long as you want…until you’re ready to give me your big load. Let me milk it out of that big cock. Let my hot ass milk your big tool,” I returned, as I continued stroking my cock toward another orgasm.
Once again beyond words, I heard him mumble something that sounded like, “Oh yeah, oh fuck…” and with that he started rising up to bang into my ass, as I continued my relentless milking. He was throwing his head from side to side, and chanting, “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh yeah, oh fuck…” I was so turned on watching him, that I blew another load onto his chest and stomach.
As his orgasm subsided, he pulled on my arms, pulling my head down onto his chest, and I felt his cock gently slide out of my spent hole. We settled like this for a few moments, and I was totally at piece listening to the sound of his breathing and feeling his body next to mine.
But, all the sweating and cumming had taken its toll on both of us, and I heard him say, “Did I tell you about the rule?”
“What rule?” I countered.
“The person on the top has to go get the ice water,” he laughed.
“Hrm… Okay, but the person on the bottom has to start the shower,” I said, as I got up and went to the bathroom, where I used a washcloth to sop up most of the cum on me. As I headed off to the kitchen,I heard him yell, as he got up out of the bed, “Holy fuck! Oh yeah, the person who was on top has to wash these fuckin’ sheets! There’s cum all over everything in here!” to which we both started laughing.
I returned with two huge cups of ice water, knowing they were nowhere near enough. As I went into the bathroom, I asked, “What time do you have to be to work?”
“I don’t. I’m off today!” he said.
“Oh cool. Whatcha got planned?” I asked, suddenly realizing that whatever he had planned didn’t include me.
“Hrm… Well, I was thinking about grabbing some breakfast, and then going to get some new shoes,” he said.
“Oh, that’s cool,” I said as I waited for him to get out of the shower.
The shower door opened tentatively, and he peered out. “Dude, what the fuck are you doing out there? You’re just standing there?” he asked.
“I was waiting for you to finish,” I replied.
“Get the fuck in here and stop being an ass,” he said.
As I stepped into the shower, he pulled me to him, and he said, “Hrm… I guess I’m going to have to be more literal for you, huh, Dude. Just in case there’s any confusion, MY plans for the day are OUR plans for the day. So, if you have anything you need to do, we can do that too, while we’re out,” he said, very plainly.
I was amazed by this guy. There was really no doubt in his mind that he was in control. He knew full well that he was dominating me, but he did it in a way that made me want to beg for more. But, my train of thought was interrupted, when he said, “Dude, what’s that look for?”
“What look?” I asked.
“That little half-smile you had on your face just then when you were thinking. What are you thinking about, Dude?” he asked, playfully.
“Oh, nothin’. I don’t know,” I said.
“He was moving toward me, and now had my back pressed to the back wall of the shower. He was moving in and moved his forearms up to the wall behind me, on either side of my head. “Look at me,” he demanded. “Dude… Paul… I know we were having sex before, so maybe that doesn’t count. So, I’m going to ask you again, and I want you to answer me honestly. No bullshit,” he said, with a very serious look on his face. I nodded in agreement, and I guess I started to divert my eyes from his. “Look me in the eye,” he again demanded, and I did as he instructed. “You love me, don’t you?” he asked.
So many things raced through my mind. We had only known each other a couple days, and our entire relationship up until this point had been a sexual one. “DON’T THINK ABOUT IT!” he said in a strong, commanding tone of voice.
“Yes!” I answered without any further thought. There was a pause. “Yes, Trent, I do love you.” I clarified. Again, my eyes started to drift, but he quickly grabbed my chin with his fingers and raised my face to his, “And, I love you, too, Paul.” He leaned in and kissed me in a way that punctuated his words. There was no doubt he believed what he was saying, and I had long since given up trying to conceal my feelings from him.hands. Randomly kissing each other. We were totally embracing what was happening to us. Finally, Trent said, “Okay, we better get out of here, or I’m gonna have to give it to you again.” I looked up and smiled, and apparently that look said it all. “Dude, you are insatiable!” Trent laughed.
I threw on the clothes I had been wearing, and Trent got dressed. He threw on some shorts and sneakers, and a casual button down shirt. We walked over to my place, so I could change into some clean clothes, and then headed out to a local place for some breakfast.
We sat down and placed our orders, and Trent looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back, and he said, “Man, a couple days ago, I would NEVER have thought of myself as gay or anything like that. But, now, sitting here, I can’t imagine being with a woman. Hell, I can’t imagine being with anyone else, but you. It’s like you just GET me, you know? I don’t have to explain anything to you. I can be myself. It’s incredible.”
“Yeah, same here,” I said.
“Dude, you were still gay a couple days ago,” he said, being a smart ass.
“Yeah, I know that, but I mean I’ve never had a relationship with anyone like this. It’s like we have some sort of natural harmony or something. Its incredible,” I explained.
“Dude, you are right on. That’s it, EXACTLY! It’s fuckin’ awesome.”

getting to know the neighbor 8

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Luckily, I wouldn’t have to wait long. He is starting to fuck my face faster, now, and I am working as hard as I can for my reward. His quickening paces, are making it harder to tongue his cock. He is getting into a steady fucking motion, as he pumps his big dick into my throat. He is starting to pant, his body is glistening with sweat, and he is becoming even more vocal, “Aw, fuck, Dude. Give me that fuckin’ throat. Aw, yeah, you were fuckin’ MADE for this, Dude! Come on, open up for me. Take my big cock into your throat.” I have long since let go of my cock, and I’m clenching his ass cheeks, encouraging him to bang my mouth; encouraging him to use my mouth to please his big beautiful cock. “Aw, yeah, Dude. Grab my ass. That’s hot. You fuckin’ love this, don’t you. You’re gonna get what you want, Dude. I’m gonna drop a load in that hot mouth of yours… Awwwwww… Dude…. Fuckin’ take my load, Dude…. ARGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!”, he exclaims as he begins flooding my tonsils with his cum.
I am still clenching his ass, when he sinks his cock into my throat and starts filling my mouth with his seed. I can feel the cum pumping up the underside of his cock, as he blows his load into my mouth. I can feel the head of his cock swell against my tongue. The salty taste of his cum filling my mouth is just more than I can bear, and before I know it, without ever touching myself, I feel my cock erupting in a fiery orgasm.” “What the fuck?” Trent shouts, as he feels me painting his back with my cum. “Aw, Dude, you’re fuckin’ bustin’ your nut all up my back! That’s hot, Dude! Come on, Dude, get off on giving me head. Come on. You’re out of control, Dude! Go for it!” He is once again pumping my face, but this time purely for my benefit. At some point, during his monologue, I had grabbed my cock, and was banging it for all I was worth. I have no clue whether it was a second orgasm or an extension of the first one, but I can feel my nuts contract and even more cum flying out of my cock. I am so hot having this stud’s cum-covered cock in my mouth, as I blow my load. It is one of the most intense orgasms I have ever had.
Much to my surprise, Trent doesn’t move. He is pretty much sitting on my chest (hot, right?), and catching his breath, as his cock spasms and softens, while rewarding me with a few final drops of ball juice. Finally, he starts to laugh, and says, “Ok, Dude, to the shower! This cum on my back is getting cold!!!!” He gets up and extends his hand to me to help me up. As I stand up, he looks down at me and pulls our bodies together. “Dude?” he says with this sexy smirk on his face.
“Huh?” I ask.
“That was fuckin’ hot,” he laughs as he grabs me by the hair and kisses me, sinking his tongue deep into my mouth.
At this point, a couple thoughts are racing through my head. First, how hot is it that he’s so dominant even when he’s just kissing—I mean, a fistful of my hair, as he holds my head in place so he can kiss me. The other thought is that he HAS to taste his own cum on my breath, since my mouth is TOTALLY coated with it. That is kind of hot, too!
Still holding my hair, he pushes me toward the bathroom and lets go of my hair as I start walking. “I’m going to get me some of that ass in the morning, so be ready,” he says as he walks behind me.
“HA! You’ll be lucky if you don’t wake up with me riding your monster cock, before then!” I counter.
I start the shower and step in, and he follows a couple of seconds later, after grabbing some towels. “Room for me in here?” he asks as he climbs past the shower door.
“Always. Plenty of room for you.”
“Yeah? Nice,” he replies. To my surprise, he is very affectionate in the shower. I am so relaxed, and he has apparently gotten much more comfortable with me. I am in a trance, as those big hands explore my soapy body. At one point, he’s standing behind me and pulls me to him, so that his cock is in the crack of my ass, and his head lowers so it is next to mine, nestled in my shoulder. At that moment, we are at total peace; it is a moment that feels like it could go on for years. Yin-Yang, two parts of a whole, in a single unifying moment. It’s sensual. It’s erotic. It’s paradise.

I was awakened by the sound of the toilet flushing, and rolled over to take advantage of the sunlight shining through the window to get a good look at Trent’s long muscular body strutting through the room. I was getting hard just looking at him. “Perfect, you’re awake. Time for someone to get what he has comin’ to him!” he said as he clapped his big hands together, then rubbed them together with anticipation. He grabbed the bottle of lube off the nightstand and jumped onto the bed, landing horizontally next to me. He threw the covers off of me, pulled my leg toward him, leaving me flat on my back with my legs spread. My arms were above my head, as he rolled over on top of me, settling between my legs, and smiling down on my face. I looked up at him in awe, and feeling the weight of his long muscular body on top of mine brought my cock to full attention.
“You know what this is?” he said, as he presented the bottle of lube to me with a devilish grin.
“Oh yeah, I sure do,” I replied.
“Any last words…?” he chuckled. We both laughed and he said, “I REALLY want to fuck you. You ready?”
I replied, “Like I told you before, I want you every chance I get!”
He smiled, and then diverted his eyes down to his groin, as he popped the bottle of lube open, and massaged some onto his huge cock. “Lift your leg a little,” he directed. As I lifted my leg, he rubbed the cold lube onto my hole. I winced a bit, and he chuckled, “We’re gonna get that warmed up real quick, don’t you worry about that.” Of course, I had no doubt that was the case!
He got up on both knees, and my body felt cold as he removed the weight of his body from mine. He grabbed my ankles and pushed my feet back toward my head, so that his cock was perfectly aligned with my hole. I watched his face as he looked down at my hole and paused for moment. I could feel him rubbing the head across my asshole, and gently pushing in a bit and pulling back out. At first I wondered if he was doing it out of consideration, but I had already decided I was going to observe him doing things his own way to learn more about him. He was gently sliding just the fat head of his cock in and out of my hole, very slowly. He threw his head back, and hissed, “Oh fuck, that feels so hot…” I looked up at him. My legs looked like two goal posts framing an Adonis. His muscular body was flexing as he breathed and used my ankles to control the alignment of our bodies.
Soon, he lowered his face to look right into my eyes. He looked beautiful, and had a look of pure lust on his face. He smiled at me and asked, “You ready, Dude? You want me to make love to you?” My entire body was tingling with excitement, compounded by the cool morning air gently blowing across it. It was another moment of pure sensuality, where everything seemed to be aligning for another perfect sexual experience.
“Oh yeah, Trent, I want you inside me so bad. I want all of you,” I begged.
“Just relax, ok? Just take me in,” he said.
He started feeding his rock hard cock into my ass. It felt like it would never end, as he slowly went deeper and deeper into me. I could feel every vein and bump on the shaft of his cock, as he slid deeper and deeper into me. Every few seconds, his body would shudder, and he looked like he was in some type of trance, as his piercing eyes stared into mine, and I felt my body shudder as he invaded my depths. Soon, he was all the way in. I felt his groin pressed against my ass, and he let go of my ankles and fell forward onto my body. He rested on his elbows, with his face just inches from mine. My legs were wrapped around his body, as I felt his hips start to rock in and out of me. I could tell he was experiencing intense pleasure, because his breathing was erratic and his body shuddered from time to time.
“You okay?” he asked, with a genuinely concerned look on his face.
“I’m in heaven.” I replied.
“You like my big cock buried in your ass? Tell me how much you like it. What do you like about it?” he asked.
“I love the way you slid inside me nice and slow, so I could feel every millimeter of your cock penetrating me. I love feeling you on top of me. I love feeling you work that cock into my ass, just like you’re doing now.” I said.
I could tell my words were adding to his enjoyment, because his eyes were nearly closing and he looked like he was somewhere between two different worlds. So, I kept talking, soothing his ego and fueling his lust with my words, “Aw, Trent, you are so hot. I love every inch of your body. I love it when you let me explore your body with my tongue. Licking the soles of your big sexy feet. Sucking those long toes of yours. Kissing my way up those long legs. Taking your big bull nuts into my mouth and sucking on them for you, real good. Eating your hot ass…just spreading your cheeks and burying my face in your beautiful ass.”
“Yeeeeaaaaahhhhh….”, he hissed, “I know you love my body. You can’t get enough of me, can you. You’re always so fucking horny for me. You want me anytime I want, huh? You love to please me…”
“Yeah, Baby, I love taking care of you. Whatever you want. I love the taste of your cum. I love it when you let me lick your pits. I love it when you let me lick the precum off your big swollen cock head,” I said.
“Yeah, I know you love it. You love me, dontcha? You fuckin’ love me…” he said, his voice tapering off as he moved his lips so close, that I could feel him breath his words into my mouth.
“Yeah, Trent. I love you. I absolutely love you.” I said.

TBC….

getting to fuck the neighbor 7

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It was a restless night. My mind is reeling from everything that is happening. Yesterday evening, I met my new neighbor, and tonight I lie beside him, listening to the rhythmic sounds of his breathing, feeling his breath on the nape of my neck, and feeling the warmth of his long body next to mine.
I scold myself for being promiscuous, but then revel in being next to him. As I reflect on what has happened over the last day or so, I once again find myself giving into my own desires. His hypnotic breathing is proof that this stud is content and relaxed, and I am very proud of getting him to this place.
It’s 2:38 am, and I’m craving sex yet again with this guy. I simply cannot get enough of him. I’m hard as a rock just thinking about him and feeling him next to me. But, what should I do? Is he the type of guy who enjoys midnight sex, or is he more content to sleep? All too soon, my question is answered.
I feel him move and his breathing changes. He lifts his head and looks at me, and I turn my head to see him. In a husky whisper, he says, “Hey…” and a big smile spread across his face. And, he has me once again. At this moment, I would do absolutely anything for him. I feel like I’m going insane, but I’m beyond reason at this point.
“Hey, Sexy,” I say. I roll over and he stretches, grabbing the headboard and fully extending his body. It’s an impressive sight. His strong masculine hands clutching the headboard. His long muscular arms completely tensed. His long torso. Those long sexy legs leading to those beautiful long feet. At this moment, I want to devour him! And, I’m excited to see his cock is rising as he finishes his stretch.
His long exhale ends with, “Argggggggh… what are you looking at?”
As I look up to see that big smile on his face, I smile back and counter with, “Just trying to decide where to start.”
“Dude, you can start anywhere you want, but I gotta pee first,” he says as he hoists himself up out of the bed. What an incredible view, as his long body walks through the moonlit room. It’s as if he has some aura around him that just makes me want to beg to please him. It occurs to me that I’m actually anxious for him to get back from the bathroom, so I can make love with him. It’s not just his figure, it’s the way he uses it. His mannerisms and that certain arrogance he has that’s just enough. There’s no mistaking he’s the alpha male, or that he enjoys the role.
As he returns to the bed, he hurls his body onto it, and I just miss getting struck down by a couple of those limbs, and we both laugh. He says, “Come here.”, as he rolls me onto my back. He pushes one of my legs to the side with one of his hands, as he positions himself between my legs. He’s looking down at me and smiling, as he moves closer. Our mouths are just inches from each other, as he starts to rest the weight of his body on mine, and I’m in heaven. He looks into my eyes and says, “Do I have morning breath?”.
“Who cares?”
“You care!” he says.
“No, I don’t, and you don’t have morning breath.”
“Prove it,” he demands.
“How am I supposed to prove it?”
“Don’t pull away,” he says as he lowers his mouth to just millimeters from mine. I can feel the heat of his lips, as he breathes into my mouth, and suddenly, I feel our lips meet, and his tongue slips past my lips, and I lose control. I’ve wanted this from the moment I saw him, and I don’t want to let it end. He is holding my head with his big hand, lining me up just the way he wants to kiss me. This guy is a control freak, and I’m loving every minute of it.
He reaches down and grabs one of my legs and pulls it up above his hip, and I willingly lift the other, as I start to feel him aligning his cock with my hole. I want it so badly. He smiles at me and says, “I think someone needs to be fucked.”
“I do, I want it so badly. You are driving me nuts. I can’t get enough of you,” I pant.
“I know, and I LOVE that! Do you know how hot it is to have someone want me so badly? It’s a total turn-on,” he says as he extends his long arm to grab the bottle of lube off his nightstand.
As he rises up to open the lube, I say, “Wait.”
“What?”
“Can I suck you first?” I half beg.
“Man, it’s all yours. Tell me what you want,” he chuckles.
“Come here,” I say as I pull on his hips and position myself against the headboard. He realizes I want him to feed me his cock, so he moves up the bed on his knees, and soon I have that huge mast just above my face.
I grab his cock and start to pull it down toward my mouth, but he grabs it and knocks my hand away, saying, “Not so fast. You’re gonna have to work for that. Why don’t you start by sucking my big nuts.”
This guy was like a porn story come to life. He seems to know the right thing to say and do at every turn. It’s like he’s reading my mind, and knows exactly what I want. We are like yin-yang; he’s everything I’m not, and I absolutely love that about him. He enjoys dominating and being pleased, and I seem to live to please him.
I first lick each of his nuts, as I look up at his long body towering above me. He’s rubbing his belly and his chest, and it’s plain to see that he’s loving having his nuts serviced. I suck his left nut into my mouth and bathe it with my tongue. Getting anxious, he pushes his other nut into my mouth with his long finger, lowering himself onto my face even more, so my nose is now pressed against the bottom of his shaft. He reaches down and starts stroking his cock, “Aw… That’s nice. That’s what I like. Give my balls a good tongue bath. Massage them with that tongue.”
I can feel his balls actually getting bigger in my mouth, and I’m not sure how much bigger they can get before I’ll have to eject at least one of them. But, at this point there’s nowhere for them to go, and he’s continuing his dialogue, “Aw, nice. You like sucking on my big nuts, dontcha. They feel so good in your hot mouth, with your tongue running all over them. That’s awesome, Dude. Yeah, keep massaging my nuts with your tongue.”
His balls have now swollen to the point where my mouth is absolutely full. I can’t really even move my tongue around them much more, because they’ve gotten so big. But then, he starts to back up, and says, “Look, I’ve got something for you. Something I know you love. All for you.” That’s when I realize he’s leaking precum, and is sliding his finger up his shaft toward the head of his cock, swabbing a bunch of it with is finger. “Open,” he says, and I open my mouth nice and wide. He slides his finger across my tongue and says, “Suck it.” I begin sucking on his long finger, and I love the taste of his precum. I look up toward his face, and he’s smiling, but has an intensely erotic expression on his face.
He slowly slides his finger out of my mouth and says, “Good? That’s what you like huh? Want some more?”
“Yes, I want it.” I reply.
“Time to get you to work on my big cock. That’s what you want, huh? Wanna suck my precum from the source?”
“Yeah.”
“Open”, he commands, and I open my mouth nice and wide. “Just the head, just the head,” he whispers, as he puts just the head of his cock into my mouth, so I can suck on it. I close my mouth around it and greedily begin sucking the precum off it. Wow, it tastes so good, and he slowly starts feeding more of his cock into my mouth. The position isn’t ideal though, so I scoot up a bit more, and then I feel the head of his cock slip into my throat. He is once again clutching the headboard, and moving slowly in and out of my mouth, so that each time he moves out of my throat, I can work on his cock with my tongue. I am in ecstasy, as is he. We are in a perfectly balanced sexual state, where I am once again pleasing the alpha male towering over me, and he is being pleased.
“Oh shit. I really want to fuck you, but I think I’m gonna have to feed you my load instead. Your mouth is just too fucking talented. It’s like you were born to please my fuckin’ cock, Dude. Yeah, man, come on. Keep doing it. Just like that.”
“Mmmmmmmmmm…” is all I can muster in response.
“Stroke your cock, Dude. Are you stroking your cock? I want you to fuckin’ get off on sucking me. That’s hot!” he says. I grab my cock, but I’m honestly so horned up that the slightest move can cause me to explode, so I just hold it tightly.

getting to fuck the neighbor 6

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I replied, I want more of your ass, please.”
He needed no further prompting and moved off the sofa with a foot on either side of my head, then lowered his ass onto my face, with his back braced against the sofa. I went to work on his ass, eagerly wiping away the days’ sweat with my tongue. He was moaning, and starting to mumble something, “Man, you love my body, don’t ya? You’re all up in my dirty ass. Licking my sweaty feet. This is hot! Chicks just don’t get into this kinda shit. You know how to worship a guy’s body right!”
Then, he stood up and went to the kitchen to get some more water. He walked past me toward the bedroom, saying “Come on.” I got up and followed him. As I walked behind him, I stared at his form. This guy was absolutely perfect. He stood next to the bed and gently caressed his chest with his big hands. Then, he locked his hands together and stretched them up over his head as he yawned. This exposed his armpits, and I moved forward and placed on hand on his arm, as I moved my face into his pit. He was startled at first, but then watched as I buried my face in his armpit, and began licking the salty sweat from it. He said, “Hang on, Dude. Let me lay down. I can’t believe this.” He laid down on the bed, and folded his arms behind his head, then said, “There ya go Dude, have at ‘em. Clean those pits up for me. This is so HOT! There is nothing you won’t do to please me and worship my body, is there?” he said. First the right one and then the left. I loved every scent of his body.
When he felt I was done, he said, “Dude… Want me to fuck you?” It had been a long time since I had been penetrated. My last partner was a bottom, and was much interested in me fucking him. I soon realized this wasn’t truly a question. He stood me up and pulled me toward him, so my back was to him. He kissed me on the neck, as he started undoing my pants. My mind was racing, “Did he just kiss my neck?! No straight guy would do that! Hrm… or maybe it’s just a master kissing his slave; a reward for a job well done?”
I realized that he had every intention of fucking me, and that I better get onboard with the idea quickly. I pulled my pants off, then he pulled my shirt off over my head. This was the first time he had seen me nude. He moved me forward to the bed and then pushed my shoulders down, causing me to catch my fall with my arms, which meant that my knees where now on the edge of the bed and my ass was in the air. I heard him open a drawer behind me, and then heard him open and close a tube of lube.
I heard him lubing up his big cock, which was now rock hard. He asked when the last time was I was fucked, and I told him it was years ago. Expecting him to say something compassionate, he instead said, “Cool. You’re gonna be tight, then. This is gonna be awesome.”
My feeling of utter amazement was shattered, when I felt the cool lube being rubbed on my ass. “Just relax.” he said, as I felt him move forward. I was imagining what he must look like standing there with his cock poised to penetrate my ass. Oddly, a sense of lust and wanting overcame me, and I actually felt myself anticipating it. Then, I felt the head of his big cock make its first contact with my hole. I was nervous, and that wasn’t making this easy. He repeated his instruction for me to relax, and I tried to focus, but it felt so huge as he started pressing into me. I knew that any moment now, my hole would give way to him and his big head would pop inside me, likely sending searing pains through my body. I wasn’t wrong. Soon, he broke through and I yelled out in pain. He stopped and again told me to just relax. He said, “I know my cock is big, but you’re going to enjoy this. Come on, Baby, open up for me.” There was something so seductive about the way he talked, and I again felt him pushing into me, and my instincts kicked in and I pushed back, which allowed him to start sliding into me.
I was on a natural high as I felt him entering me, and opened my eyes to see the faint outlines of his body in the dark room. I felt his body shudder, and heard him say, “Oh fuck. Oh fuck. That feels so good. Your ass is so hot and tight. Just get used to it for a minute.”
Suddenly a warm rush came over me and my ass became acclimated to his huge tool, and I heard myself say, “Please fuck me.”
“Just give it a minute, so you can get used to it.” he said.
I said, “I want it, I love your cock inside me. Please fuck me. I need it bad.”
He replied, “Holy fuck, that’s hot!” Then, he started sliding in and out, slowly at first, but then it was my turn to encourage him.
I was clenching the sheets in both my fists, and my face was against the bed, as my upturned ass was being rammed by his big tool. “Fuck me. Give me that cock. I want it so bad. I need it. Come on, Baby, bang my ass. Own it.” I heard myself say. I couldn’t believe it, and neither could he.
“Holy fuck! You want it? Yeah, you love pleasing me. That looks hot, my big cock sliding in and out of your ass. I’m fuckin’ you good, huh?” I heard as he began working my ass in earnest. He was slamming into me, sometimes rhythmically, and other times sporadically, but I was anticipating each thrust and gratefully accepted it. I felt so full, so complete, with him inside me. I never wanted it to end.
He said, “Yeah, give me that ass. I bet you wanted me in this ass from the minute you saw me. You couldn’t wait for me to let you worship my body, huh? Yeah, take it all. Take all my cock up in that ass of yours. I’m givin’ it to ya good, huh?”
“Yeah, I wanted it. I wanted to worship your body. I wanted to suck your toes and lick your feet. I wanted to suck on those big nuts of yours. I wanted to eat your hot ass. I can’t get enough of you. I love you fuckin’ me. I want your load. Come on, breed me you fucker. Breed my ass. It’s all yours,” I said, totally embracing the moment.
Soon, I heard the all-to-familiar sounds of panting. I could feel his sweaty body against mine. Now, he was in a steady rhythm, and my ass was taking a beating. I was still pleading with him to fuck me harder. “That’s your ass, Trent. Fuck it good. Come on, Trent, train my ass to take that monster cock of yours. I want it. I want your load in my ass. I want to feel you fill me with your hot cum. Please, Trent. I want it so bad.”
He panted, “You want it? You want it? Oh, you’re gonna get it, you don’t need to worry about that. I’m going to slam my load into your hot ass. You’re gonna fuckin’ take every last drop of my cum. I’m gonna empty my big nuts in your ass. That’s what you want, isn’t it? You fuckin’ worship me, and you want me to breed your fuckin’ ass, don’t you.”
All this talk was getting me incredibly hot, even though I was still clinching the sheets and wasn’t touching my cock. “Oh fuck yeah, I want it. You fuckin’ give me that load!” I yelled as I started bucking against him. At this point this was a sort of animal love. He was clutching my thighs and thrusting his cock into me like a machine. I was almost delirious in ecstasy, as he used my ass to serve his cock. The words, mine and his, had just started run together. Me begging for it and him promising I was going to get it and telling me how much I wanted it.
Then, suddenly, I felt my own nuts start to contract, which must have caused my ass to tighten on his cock, because he let out a scream and slammed into me, and as I felt myself begin to shoot over and over, I felt his cock dumping its payload into me. For a moment, it was as though we had settled into some sort of rhythm, where I would shoot, and he would counter with another shot of his cum in my ass. It was absolutely intense, and I didn’t want it to end.
I reached a plane of ecstasy I had never before encountered. Sex was animalistic and we were in some sort of sexual synchronicity. As he finished filling my ass, I felt him spasm a few more times, and then collapse on the bed, pulling me off balance and onto the bed beside him. He wrapped his arms around me and put his cock back between my ass cheeks, gently humping, but not penetrating me. We were both panting and were covered in sweat. It was almost as if each sexual experience we had was more intense than the last.
After a few minutes, he broke the silence, “Okay, now we SERIOUSLY need a shower. There’s no way around it, now.” We laughed, and headed to the bathroom. We both showered mostly with our eyes closed, feeling the sensuality of the soap and warm water running over our bodies. He, of course, allowed me to bathe him, and I enjoyed the opportunity to caress every inch of his body. After we showered, we headed back to the bedroom. He threw himself on the bed, long limbs everywhere–what a sight he was. It was hard even for me to imagine, but I wanted to crawl back on that bed and start again. This guy was becoming an addiction.
I started gathering up my clothes, and he said, “What are you doing?”
I said, “I’m getting dressed, so I can go home. I’m not going to walk out here naked!”
“Who said I was done with you, yet?” I threw down my clothes like they were on fire, and moved back toward him. He patted the bed beside him and said, “Lay here.”
Given our history, I assumed he was positioning me to serve him in yet another way, but to my surprise, he said, “Stay here tonight.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, unless you don’t want to.” he said.
“I want to be near you every chance I get. I can’t get enough of you. I’ll stay as long as you let me.”
He smiled and pushed me over onto my side, and then wrapped his arms around me so we were spooning. I could feel him breathing on my neck, and then he gently kissed my neck. “Yeah, I know. I think that’s what I like about you most!” he chuckled. Both of us knew there was a lot of truth in that statement. “Now I won’t have to call you to tell you to come over when I wake up,” he said playfully.
As I heard him drifting off to sleep, I wonder what was going on? Was I really just there as a convenience or could this be turning into more? Was I just a pathetic little queer being used for his pleasure, or was he discovering that he may be open to a relationship with a man? This morning, he jacked me off, which most straight guys wouldn’t do. Then, he kissed me on the neck, and now he was spooning me. This sure was starting to feel more like just a sexual arrangement, though all we’d done so far WAS have sex. I had to admit to myself, though, that at this point I was already hoping for more, though I was committed to letting it happen on his schedule, as he was comfortable with it. I drifted off to sleep in bliss. Either way, I was enjoying every minute of my time with Trent.
TBC….

exposing the cock

“RING”
Damned, that doorbell would rattle the dead! Did me, sound asleep as I was. 9:30 p.m. That is what you get for going to sleep so early on Sunday night: pounding heartbeat, bolting upright in the bed, and wondering—for that brief second—just where you are.
It’s not that I am entirely surprised at the intrusion; my doorbell rings almost every Sunday night at the same time. Usually, it’s the same person.
Walking naked from the bedroom, my eyes squint as I first head into the kitchen and the refrigerator to retrieve a frozen bottle of poppers. The familiar squish and pop of the top sounds too loud in the dark quiet of my apartment. A quick snort arouses both my mind and my mushroom-headed cock.
At the door, I lean down to peer out the peephole. It’s him all right. Beef. That’s not what I call him, but that’s what he is. At 5’10” 220, he’s a beefy, muscular slab of meat. Add a leather-trussed and fat six inches of sausage between his legs, and the name “beef” becomes him.
Not only do I know what Beef looks like, since he rings the bell most every Sunday night, but I also can see it all right now. His face a throbbing, blushing beet from his poppers, Beef has thrown himself up against the wall opposite my door, so I can take in all of him. He’s stripped and hard, lips open, tongue licking them, jacking his sausage. I always wonder just where his clothes really are.
The double locks on the solid metal door seem to make a mighty racket as I unlatch them both. Always striving to make Beef’s effort worth his while, I swing open the door and step right into its frame, striking what I hope is an equally provocative and pre cum-inducing pose as has he. My eight-inch hot dog is red with pounding blood through every popper-filled vein. We look into each other’s dilated and ravenous eyes.
“I want to fucking go all over this town tonight,” Beef leers. “We have to get nasty.”
“Yeah? How?”
“The streets are swarming with guys,” he intoned, his voice musty with poppers. “Walked up here from my car stripped and pulling on my cock.”
Walking up “here” is from street parking then through a lobby, up either an elevator or a stairwell, then down a long hallway to my apartment door.
“Want to just go back out and cruise? See whom we might find to play? What?”
With that, Beef turned around then bent forward and grabbed his ankles, splaying open his broad muscled hindquarters; that delicious looking pink center visibly pulsing open and closed. I dropped to my knees, drew a huge flesh, sweaty, handled, sucked, and eaten out. We’re both ready to cruise the circuit; we’re both ready to see if there are any other Sunday night kind of men.
“Let’s take the elevator,” Beef leers, his luscious meatiness walking just in front of me. When the elevator light stops on our floor, both of us take long gulps from the long necks and begin to take a hit of poppers as the door opens.
Empty. We walk in, hit the GROUND FLOOR button, and Beef hits the floor swallowing my cock along the way. He’s going down on me, as we go down to the garage level of the building.
“We’re here,” I warned when the elevator stops and the doors begin to open again.
Beef hammers his head into my crotch. “Shxt up, fcker!” he hollers into my groin. The doors open to the garage and to the smell of exhaust, gas, and that tepid and heavy outside air.
“Come on, then,” I try to get Beef moving. “Your car in here or outside?”
“Outside,” he is almost lyrical as he hops off my cock and pops up to stand beside me then to walk purposely out of the elevator shaft and into the garage. “Amazing, isn’t it?” he questions.
“Sunday nights, being so quiet and all. You’d think everyone had left town.”
He was right. That probably had as much to do with our Sunday night escapades as anything. Weekend journeys were not finished, or everyone had gotten home and had hibernated into their apartments. Only the two of us in this part of the city, full of horny and cruising men, were outside and active. But Beef and I knew that we scared most of them. Why, we were never sure. But most guys, no matter how horny, only seemed to want something ordinary and simple. We always thought it bordered on what is called in the trade as vanilla. In a world of vanilla varieties, Beef and I on Sunday nights were Neapolitan soaked in syrup.
Walking along the sidewalk side by swaggering side, I just kept pace with Beef as we sauntered, I figured, towards his car. “How far is it,” I wondered. “Oh, just a block and a half away,” he laughed.
“Want me to eat your ass right here, bud,” I implored my buddy.
“What? Right here; where right here,” he bumbled, looking around for some reason that I might have wanted to stop.
“Spread eagle up against that slope,” I said, motioning towards an incline beside some steps that led to another apartment complex. As he spread eagled, Beef set his beer down and drew his poppers up to his nose.
“Don’t you hear those fucking cars, man,” he asked, incredulously but unconcerned, apparently, since he slapped both hands onto his butt cheeks, spread them as wide as he could, then pushed his anus wide open for my mouth and face. “Eat your heart out, Dave,” he said to me. Then laughing and in an overloud voice: “Eat your hearts out, Southside.”
Another one of those wonderful beer-induced and popper-ed spans of time later and we’re walking towards his car, bleary and unaware of the surroundings. His car in sight, I take off in a run. At the car I hop onto the hood on all fours, my butt hanging off the front end like some male fantasy of a hood ornament.
“Mind if I drive around with you right there?”
“Nope.”
“Fuck, Dave. Quit it. Get off the hood, man,” the beer and poppers obviously affecting Beef right now.
“Oh, just eat me, shithead,” I laughed at him. “Man, I chewed up your ass right back there on the sidewalk in front of . . . well, I don’t really know in front of whom. Take a lap at this radiant heated hole, bud. Then we’ll take off for real.”
Beef squatted in front of his car, then ducked his head down to get underneath my white hairless ass. He tickled at my hole with the tip of his tongue.
“All right, gentleman. You need to be moving along.” Beef’s tongue darted even deeper up into my shit chute. I sat back on his face, then turned mine to face the origin of the voice.
“Like where?” I sneered, knowing, of course, who it was all along.
“My place? Inside the car here; the golf course. Come on Dave and Brian, what if a cop car drove by you two?” It was Kevin, a friend to us both. He and I shared the same last name and our red hair. We were frequently mistaken for the other, and for no reason. His body was more lithe than my bulk, and not hairy; his hair was auburn, mine carrot. His cock was straight, long, and thin to my fleshy, vein-lined meat stick.
At that moment Kevin had on no shirt, jeans, and flip-flops. Oh, and a hard-on and a smile, as well. Another difference between Kevin and I: he has a wonderful attraction/repulsion to our public sex needs. He tries to find us doing it, but then wants us to “go inside with him.”
“Man. You wouldn’t be right here if you didn’t like this,” I said. “Sit on that rock ledge and watch for a while. We’re planning to get in the car soon enough.”
Kevin sat back on the ledge, popped open the buttons on his jeans, and hauled out his meat and started jacking. Beef, ever the energizer bunny, just kept eating and eating and…

And the fucking of neighbor goes on

read part 3

“You are hot.” was all I could say.
He said he had to leave, but gave me his number and got mine. He asked if I wanted to get together again. I said, “Anytime you want. You just let me know.”
“Be careful, I may just take you up on that offer.”
“I sure as hell hope so. Come on, let’s go again.”
He burst into laughter, and said, “Dude, I haven’t had sex in months, you gotta let me ease back into it.”
I chuckled and said, “Good night.”
As I closed the door, I said, “THAT’s what he calls ‘easing’ back into it?” I tried to imagine what might happen in the future or if there would even be any future sessions. I went to bed shortly after he left, but all night I kept waking up thinking about this surreal experience. Knowing that he was sleeping on the other side of the wall from me, didn’t help much. I wanted more of him.At just a few minutes after 4 am, my phone rang. I immediately assumed there had been some death or injury in the family. I answered only to hear his voice, still dry and groggy from just waking up. “Paul. It’s Trent. Wanna come help me with my morning wood?”
“Yeah.” I replied.
“Come on over. I just unlocked the front door.”
I jumped out of bed and brushed my teeth. I got dressed and went next door, tapping a couple times before I went in. As I opened the door, I heard him say, “Back here!” I turned the corner to his bedroom, but what I saw just didn’t register. He had turned his body up so that his ass was straight up in the air. His feet were against the wall above his head, and he was sucking his own cock! I was so confused.
“What the hell?” were the words that came out of my mouth.
I had so many questions, but then he gave me my orders, “Eat my ass, Dude…while I suck my cock. I’ve always fantsized about this, but chicks don’t eat ass.”
I got onto the bed, so my stomach was against his back, and his ass was in my face. I could look him right in the eye, and see his cock moving in and out of his own mouth. He sure didn’t look like an amateur at this.
“Is a guy gay if he sucks his own cock?” I wondered. Maybe not. You’re not gay if you jack yourself off, but jacking another guy off is suspicious at the very least. The truth is, there are certain natural gifts a guy needs to be able to blow himself, and this guy had both the agility and the big cock to pull it off, and I had to admit it was totally hot to see happening!
As I probed his ass with my tongue, he brought his feet forward, so that they were both directly in my face. My body braced against his back meant that he didn’t need his legs extended to maintain his position. I took a break from eating his ass, and started licking the soles of his beautiful feet. He moaned as I worked on his feet, and kept a finger sliding around his ass, which was still slick with my spit. “I have to be to work in an hour. Get back on my ass,” he said, and I willing obliged. I wondered what it was about a guy giving me instructions that was such a turn on, but now was not the time to delve into the psychological aspects of hot sex!
I looked into his eyes, as I pressed my tongue into his pulsing ass

ring. His eyes began to glaze over as he stroked and sucked his cock, simultaneously. This would be amazing to watch, but to be an active participant was making me nuts! He held his cock head at the front of his mouth as he said, “You want my cum?” I nodded. He said, “K”. Then, he kept stroking and sucking.
His breathing quickened, and his tight little asshole started to twitch. Each time it gaped a bit, I plunged my tongue into it, which was met by a loud moan each time. He now had a foot on each side of my head, as if he was holding my head in place on his ass, where it belonged. Then, I saw his nuts contract and his cock get completely rigid, and he was moaning and convulsing, as he fed himself his own cum. It must have been a huge load, because it was seeping out the sides of his mouth. He looked like he was in ecstasy. Hell, I almost came just watching it!
I could tell he had his cum held in his mouth, as he started to relax, all the while continuing to stroke every last drop out. I was still making the most of my opportunity to eat his ass, and as his hole relaxed, he continued to moan as my tongue took opportunistic plunges in to the depths of his ass.
Then, he put his hands on my hips and moved me back, so he could lie on the bed. He guided me onto my back, and then brought his face to within inches of my own. He reached down and pulled my chin down toward my chest, slowly guiding my mouth open. Just as my mouth opened, he began to let his cum run out of his mouth and into mine. It was so erotic, though it wasn’t something I hadn’t considered before. I usually swallowed my partners’ load and called it good. He truly wanted me to revel in the tastes and smells of his body. It was amazing, and when I had it all in my mouth, he put his index finger in my mouth and started to talk to me: “Yeah, you love my cum, don’t you. You love my body. You worship me, huh? Hold it in your mouth. You want some more?”
I had no clue what he meant, but then he leaned back against the headboard and told me to keep his load in my mouth. He pulled my head onto his cock, and held it there with his two big hands. He began thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth, and pushing me all the way down on it. I had no choice but to swallow some of his cum, but then I heard him say, “Yeah, I love it nice and sloppy like that. Your mouth is so hot and slick with my cum in there. Nice.”
I have to admit, this whole scene was driving me wild. His pace started to quicken, and his hands let me know he was in control of my mouth, and he was getting ready to feed me again. But the angle wasn’t right and his cock was hitting the back of my throat, instead of going into it. Suddenly, he pulled my head off and rolled me onto my back. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, so that my head hung over the edge, and then position a pillow under my shoulders to adjust the angle to his liking. Ihad a pretty good idea where we were going with this, when he pointed his dick at my mouth and said, “Open. Give me that throat.” FUCK, I loved it when he said that!
He slid his cock into my mouth and, yes, right down into my throat, I was impressed. He knew what he was doing. And he kept the narrative going, “Give me that throat, Dude. Yeah, you like my fuck pole sliding in and out of that throat. Aw, Man, I’m going to feed you another load. Come on. Don’t fight me. Give me that hot mouth of yours.” I then felt him brace his arms on the bed, as he plunged his cock into my throat and released his second load of the morning into my throat.
This time he collapsed on top of me, with his head on my belly. He just lay there, as his breathing returned to normal, and I stayed busy massaging his nuts and cleaning his cock with my mouth. Again, I found myself not wanting it to end. Twice in 24 hours this stud had delivered two serious loads from those big balls of his.
After a few minutes, he said, “That was awesome. I have to get ready for work. You gonna be around tonight? I’m not sure when I’ll be home.”