My neighbor's Son
Hi, my public figure is Tim. I'm 59, lost my wife to Cancer a couple age ago but still revel sex whenever I can get it. I have a few matter on my list I'd like to do before I lose the itch. I've lived in the same house for over 30 eld and don't intend to go anywhere else. I love having umber in the morn and BBQ in the evening on my patio.
The neighbour's behind me have only lived there a couple age. They are friendly enough but just don't socialize. I've invited them over for burnt umber or eats but they always decline. The"neighborhood get laid it all"says it's because they are ashamed. They have two sons, 21 and 23 that are both in prison, one for assault and the other for drugs. They have a big dog, Elvis that they ask me to feed if they are going to be gone a few days.
I was having coffee one morning when Jim headed my way with a untried man with him. He opened the gate and came up to the patio.
"commodity morning Tim, I wanted to introduce my son, Harley. Beth and I will be gone for a calendar week so Harley has come by to care for the house and yard."
Harley I suspected was the younger, he hardly looked 21. He was well built, sort of handsome but with a very sad side. Larry said,"I'll leave you two to get acquainted and Beth and I will be on our way."
"Have a great head trip,"I said to Larry as he walked away. He turned and said Thank you. I turned my attention to Harley.
"Coffee ?"I asked.
"That would be peachy,"he replied.
We sat and talked about where his parents were going, some painting he was going to do and just yakked. Then Harley looked at me very serious.
"I don't know if you know but I just got out of prison."
I lied but answered,"No, I didn't."
"I wasn't working and the only way I could piss any money was selling drugs. I never did any, just sold them. I got 2 old age. Got out early for not causing any shit while I was in."
We talked some more and I decided to ask about his life in prison."Other than the obvious, what was living like behind saloon ? I've heard it can be pretty tough, need made by other prisoners."
He looked at me with a weird sort of smile on his face and asked,"Do you mean the sex life behind bars ?"
"Yes,"I replied.
"Well, I was locked in my cell about 4 in the afternoon. By 4:30 I had my electric cell mates rooster in my rima oris and by 5 in my ass. Does that answer your question ?"
His boldness had definitely turned to a smiling. I wasn't sure why but I was getting intrigued. I had a Friend that I used to suck off and was beginning to get the feeling I wanted to do the Sami to Harley. We talked some more and it was lunch time. I made sandwiches and yield salad and we continued our conversation while we ate. After I cleared thing away I asked Harley,
"So you were the freighter and your cellmate was the top ? Did that live on until you were released ?"
"Yes and No,"he replied,"After about 6 calendar month Roy was released and I got a new partner. Now I was the top."
"The first six months, was Roy the only guy you had sex with ?"
"OH no, he traded me nearly every day. I don't know how many bozo I had sex with."
Harley looked off in the space but it was hard to tell whether he was thinking about the good fourth dimension or the bad. His grimace had no reflexion what so ever. Then I dropped the bomb.
"I want to be your posterior ! I want you to be my top !"
I watched his face. There was no change in expression and it didn't movement. His eyes moved from looking at the space to looking me in the boldness."What did you just say ?"
"I want to be the bottom to your top."
"Do you take in what you are asking ? Do you realize what I could do to you ?"
"I think I do. All I would ask is that you don't exhaust me and if I ask you to stop, please stop."
"But that's part of why it's so terrible. I can be asked to block off but I don't have to."
We talked a picayune bit more and finally he agreed. No thrashing and stop if I ask. Harley got up and went into my household. I wasn't sure what was happening but followed. I closed the door behind me and when I turned there was Harley. His hands went to my shoulders and I was forcefully pushed down to my genu. He put his hands behind my head and started rubbing my human face on his crotch.
He had on a t-shirt, jogging pants with stint bang and loafer tennis shoes. He ordered me to pull in his bloomers down. I carefully pulled them down over his hard cock. So far I liked being the nates. The side by side affair he was holding my chief and pressing his cock against my lips. My oral fissure opened welcoming his hard essence in. Over the following 10 second I had no chance to give him pleasure, he took it. My mouth was hammered with a arduous shaft until he pushed it all the way down my throat and held me there. I could feel his hot cum fill me. When his climax was finished he released my pass and ordered me to suck him dry, which I did willingly. Then without getting dressed he moved over to the couch and sat.
"I have a pretty quick recovery time so don't go too far."
Just to be sure I went out and made sure the lock on the gate to the back was locked and then slid the beat bolt of lightning on the front door when I came back in. I cleaned up in the kitchen and on the patio and sat across from Harley.
"Get over here on your human knee !"
It wasn't a input or a request it was an order. As I kneeled in front of him he slid forward until his arse was hanging over the figurehead of the couch."sucking my balls,"he ordered.
I pressed his stopcock to his abdomen and took first one then the other lump into my mouth and sucked and worked them. After a few minutes of this his cock was getting hard so I licked up the diaphysis and took it in my sassing.
"Lick all around the base, my clump and down to my bastard,"I was ordered.
I wasn't too fired up about the latter but did all around his cock and his bollock. As I licked down far I hesitated and for that got a slap alongside my head.
"punch my SOB and crusade your clapper in, right now !"
I wanted to say NO and quit right there and then but somehow the words just wouldn't come out. I licked down, then all around and pushed my lingua in. I could taste his nasty shit but I just couldn't get myself to stop. Then he ordered,
"takings off your cloth and get on your knees here beside me."
As I kneeled against the rachis of the sofa he started spanking me, hard. Then he stood up and chafe my bastard with his severely cock.
"Please use some lubricating substance,"I begged.
"Do you birth some ?"
"YES."
"Get it and hurry the fuck up."
I rushed to the lav and retrieved some lube. I was ordered to my stifle in nominal head of him and told to suck his stopcock, which I did. After a few min he told me to put some lubricant on his cock and then in my asshole. And further I was to do it myself with three finger's breadth until told to stop. I had done some Weird hooey to myself over the eld but never fingered my cocksucker. I kind of enjoy it.
"enough,"he said as he pulled my script away. Then he was rubbing my shit again and I felt the chief pushing against me. And then I felt the pain as it entered. In spitefulness of my prelude exploit it hurt, big time.
"Oh it hurts so badly,"I almost was crying.
It didn't make a blame bit of difference to Harley, he just kept pushing. I felt it was coming out my mouth but he just kept pushing. And then I felt his hair tickling my prat and was certain it was finally all the way in. He pulled out and pushed in again and again and again. As the pain subsided I couldn't believe how wonderful it was beginning to palpate. There must have been a big smile on my expression as I started to really enjoy being fucked. I was pounded hard and fast for a bit and then slow and easy. I could now set about to believe how a fair sex must experience when she's getting fucked in her pussy. It must have been 15 or 20 transactions before Harley slammed me firmly and then left his cock buried in my ass. I could feel him filling me up with his cum.
"Man you are a pretty good roll in the hay,"he said,"We'll have to do this again. Now, clean me up."
"I'll get a towel,"I said.
"No, with your clapper,"He ordered.
Once again my creative thinker thought no but my mouth wouldn't say it. I looked at his cock and saw the calamus was coated with brown from my butt and the drumhead was covered with a miscellany of his cum and my shit.
"Get the piece of tail down here and get down thrashing,"he growled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me down. Then I got a grueling swat on the side of meat of my brain.
I just about threw up with the world-class lap up the beam of his pecker. A blow to the top of my fountainhead told me I better swiftness it up. I took his whole cock in my oral fissure and sucked on it, moving my chief back and Forth as I did so. After a few minutes he pushed my top dog back and said,"Let me see."
Apparently it was fairly enough because he got up and hollered"see you later,"as he headed out the room access. I almost ran to the privy so I could wash my oral cavity out. As I squished some rima oris wash around in my rima oris I thought of what my day had been like up till now and what the eternal sleep of the day would hold for me. I decided I needed to think about calling off this fantasy I was taking percentage in.
The more I thought the more I knew I ought to say no more but then I'd think about how great his severe shaft felt in my hand and then in my oral cavity and down my throat. And how pleasant-tasting his cum was and then how it felt to get fucked and then even how it wasn't really that bad cleaning his pecker up afterwards. I was still debating back and Forth when I heard the room access open.
Harley looked at me and handed me a small box. Then he pushed the clit on a low remote dominance in his bridge player and the box rang."When you hear one ring I want you on your articulatio genus stripped down whether I'm here or not. And if its two rings I want you on your hands and knees on your bed with your bare ass pointing to the door. Do you read ?"
"Yes, but I…."
"No buts,"he interrupted.
That's as close as I got to calling off our little biz. Without another word Harley turned and headed out the door. I moved a chair so I could keep an eye out for him because I knew if he waited until he got on my patio to ring the doorbell I wouldn't have time to undress and would be in big trouble. I went to bed around 11 and slept until about 8:30 on day 2 before I was roused by the ship's bell ringing once. I hurried down the Charles Francis Hall and could see Harley just entering my backyard. When he opened the door I was on my knees with my back talk wide open.
He stopped and looked down at me and said,"You have learned your lessons well,"and with that he started rubbing his crotch against my boldness. I couldn't time lag for any more playing around so pulled his pants down and grasped his shaft in my hand. It was only about half unvoiced so I took it all in my mouthpiece and just sucked, enjoying the feeling as it grew harder and harder. Then he took my head in his hands and started fucking. I was on a cloud, completely absorbed by the hard cock in my rima oris. I was also wishing that he would ordination me over to the sofa on my workforce and knees but that didn't happen. Far too soon he held my nous unanimous and take my lip with his succus. I was disappointed that he hadn't fucked my ass first but was happy with the big load.
Without any conversation Harley dressed and left. I looked at the clock and it was 9:40, it had taken only about an hr for our first encounter of the day. I had some breakfast, did some cleaning, watched some porn on my estimator and jacked off. I didn't get dressed because it was a waste of meter. About eleven the campana rang twice. My heart started pounding as I headed for my bedroom, looking forward to the ass pounding I was about to receive. I squirted lube on my digit and started fucking myself. I was just getting to three when I heard the door afford and Harley coming down the hall. No upright morning, no chit chat just hired hand on my side, hard putz pressing my rosebud and then pushed all the way in. It felt soooo goooood. I could have gone on for an hour with that big putz in and out of my pixilated bunghole but Harley couldn't. Seemed like only a few minute before he pulled out which was my signal to turn around and open my mouth. It was another big load I enjoyed but then came the voice I didn't. Licking and sucking his prick clean and jerk. But I did and Harley did his common, dressed and left without any talk.
Harley came over once more for another blowjob and then I didn't see him for the rest of the day. Day three was pretty a great deal the same, two blowjobs and an ass fuck. But day four was different, much different.
The campana rang once about 9 o'clock. I went to the door and assumed my usual position on the storey. I saw Harley come out his back door but his cell earphone was in his script. Then my jail cell headphone rang so I answered it."There is a mask on your patio table. Put it on and get down on your handwriting and knees."And he hung up. I did as instructed and heard him come across my terrace. But I also heard sounds like somebody with him.
As he approached me he said,"I'm loaning you out this morning, like I used to get loaned out. You'll do anything I tell you to, got it ?"
I had no theme what was going on but was excited to find out. And I did. A hot firmly piece of flesh was being rubbed on my lips and then pushed into my mouth. I was sure enough it must be a shaft but it felt entirely dissimilar then Harley's, hard and hot. The skin on Harley's prick kept it soft even thought it was fully erect. This cock was hard, hard, surd and the head was shaped comic, came to a point.
I was instructed to suck it like I would suck his cock. I was just getting going commodity when I heard moaning, whining sounds. Then it hit me, I was sucking battery-acid. I thought no but my backtalk said yes and I continued for only a few hour before I felt squirt after spurt after squirt filling my mouth. It was bitter, very acrid but I swallowed anyway, enjoying the new taste.
"Was it a big load ?"Harley asked.
I moaned an answer ineffectual to peach with my rima oris full phase of the moon. Then my mask was removed and I could see who my new top was. Elvis was facing away from me and Harley was holding the big tool out back between his legs. What got me was that his cock didn't go soft. Harley had the skin back so the naut mi was exposed. I could see cum dripping from the slot. I leaned forward and the tip was rubbed on my lips. I sucked it, not wanting to squander the cum.
Harley released the still strong cock and Elvis went into the other way and laid down and started licking himself. I had sat back, still on the floor and Harley moved in straw man of me and gave my boldness the usual rub. As I pulled his pant down and began playing he asked if I had ever had sex with a dog before. I moaned a no as his dick was resting in my throat."well I have a special plan for you a little later,"he variety of whisper.
I thought as I sucked I wonder what he has in mind. My view were interrupted by an guild to get some lube for my asshole. Finally I'm going to get fucked, but I didn't realize by which stopcock. I was back on hands and knees in front of Harley with lube on my finger and then in my ass. Harley got down behind me and in one button was buried in my slit. I was on a swarm tone that wonder tone of his cock. Then he stopped, cock all the way in me and called for Elvis. He came over and started sniffing around and licking here and there.
Harley retrieved a zip lock bag and pulled a wad of toilet paper out. He extended it to Elvis who went berserk, sniffing and licking it. I couldn't understand what was going on. Harley told me to start up stroking Elvis's hammer, which was starting to follow out of its sheath. Now keep jacking him off and tug the pelt back over his slub. I was beginning to get some tone of desire with this strong, red, angry cock in my hand. But not for long. Harley pulled his turncock out of me and rubbed my asshole with the wad of potty report. Elvis moved around behind me and started licking my rosebud. And then he mounted me and after stabbing around a few times scored.
At least Harley had some concern when he first started fucking me, that it was hurting too a good deal and that I could occupy it all. But window pane didn't give a shit about his new gripe. He was all for him and all for the piece of ass. His blunt headed cock touched my hole and was instantly all the way home plate. I screamed with pain but he didn't even slow down. I thought I had been hammered before but Harley's voiceless fucking was like a walk in the piece compared to dot. Fortunately Elvis didn't have Harley's stamen and after just a few minute of arc he pushed all the way in and stopped. I thought OH shucks he's trying to knot me. Put Harley had his helping hand wrapped around the mile, keeping me from that.
A match more minute of arc and Elvis hoped off and lay down and licked himself. I was sorting of in daze as Harley asked,"How was that ?"
"Brutal,"I answered.
"Will you want to do it again ?"
"Probably."
He laughed and said,"What a slovenly woman you are."
"What was the deal on the zip curl ?"I asked.
"Well the boxer squawk next room access is in oestrus. It drives Elvis wild so I rubbed her pussy with the wad of toilet paper and used it to plough Elvis on. It worked didn't it ?"
Motioning to me to take after Harley moved over to the couch and laid back. I moved between his stage and began stroking his hawkshaw. I was hoping it wouldn't remove too long grounds I could really use some quietus. My ass was sore and my knees were sore from being down on the base for over an hour. I stroked and sucked but it still took about 15 minutes to get Harley off. I sucked him dry as common and he got up and without even putting on his trouser walked out the door and across the yard.
Day four had been very consequential. I wondered what day five would bring but that will be in chapter 2. If you enjoy my work and want to make comments you can email me at
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