My neighbor's Son
Hi, my name is Tim. I'm 59, lost my wife to cancer a couple years ago but still love sex whenever I can get it. I have a few things on my inclination I'd like to do before I lose the itch. I've lived in the same house for over 30 years and don't intend to go anywhere else. I love having coffee in the morning and BBQ in the evening on my patio.
The neighbour's behind me have only lived there a couple eld. They are friendly enough but just don't socialize. I've invited them over for coffee bean or chuck but they always decline. The"neighborhood have sex it all"says it's because they are ashamed. They have two sons, 21 and 23 that are both in prison house, one for Assault and the other for drugs. They have a big dog, dot that they ask me to eat if they are going to be gone a few sidereal day.
I was having coffee one morning when Jim headed my way with a younger man with him. He opened the logic gate and came up to the patio.
"Good morn 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 face. 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 tending to Harley.
"Coffee ?"I asked.
"That would be great,"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 wee any money was selling drugs. I never did any, just sold them. I got 2 yr. Got out early for not causing any asshole while I was in."
We talked some more and I decided to ask about his life in prison house."early than the obvious, what was life-time like behind bars ? I've heard it can be pretty ruffianly, need made by other prisoners."
He looked at me with a weird sort of smile on his facial expression and asked,"Do you stand for the sex life behind ginmill ?"
"Yes,"I replied.
"Well, I was locked in my cell about 4 in the afternoon. By 4:30 I had my cadre mates hammer in my mouth and by 5 in my ass. Does that serve your query ?"
His face had definitely turned to a smile. I wasn't certainly why but I was getting intrigued. I had a friend that I used to sop up off and was beginning to get the feel I wanted to do the same to Harley. We talked some more and it was tiffin time. I made sandwiches and fruit salad and we continued our conversation while we ate. After I cleared matter away I asked Harley,
"So you were the bottom and your cellmate was the top ? Did that close until you were released ?"
"Yes and No,"he replied,"After about 6 months Roy was released and I got a new spouse. Now I was the top."
"The commencement six calendar month, was Roy the only guy you had sex with ?"
"OH no, he traded me nearly every day. I don't live how many cat I had sex with."
Harley looked off in the distance but it was hard to tell whether he was thinking about the good multiplication or the bad. His human face had no aspect what so ever. Then I dropped the bomb.
"I want to be your bum ! I want you to be my top !"
I watched his grimace. There was no variety in aspect and it didn't move. His eyes moved from looking at the distance to looking me in the aspect."What did you just say ?"
"I want to be the bottom to your top."
"Do you recognize what you are asking ? Do you recognize what I could do to you ?"
"I think I do. All I would ask is that you don't outfox me and if I ask you to barricade, please stop."
"But that's share of why it's so terrible. I can be asked to hold on but I don't have to."
We talked a fiddling bit more and finally he agreed. No beating and stop if I ask. Harley got up and went into my house. I wasn't sure what was happening but followed. I closed the room access behind me and when I turned there was Harley. His mitt went to my shoulders and I was forcefully pushed down to my knees. He put his hand behind my head and started rubbing my face on his crotch.
He had on a T-shirt, jogging pants with reach belt and idler lawn tennis shoe. He ordered me to pull his pants down. I carefully pulled them down over his difficult pecker. So far I liked being the tooshie. The next thing he was holding my head and pressing his cock against my lips. My mouth opened welcoming his hard kernel in. Over the succeeding 10 minutes I had no opportunity to reach him delight, he took it. My back talk was hammered with a hard putz 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 top dog and ordered me to soak up him dry, which I did willingly. Then without getting dressed he moved over to the lounge and sat.
"I have a pretty quick convalescence time so don't go too far."
Just to be indisputable I went out and made surely the lock on the gate to the backbone was locked and then slid the dead bolt 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 knee !"
It wasn't a comment or a petition it was an guild. As I kneeled in front of him he slid forward until his nates was hanging over the front of the couch."Suck my ballock,"he ordered.
I pressed his hammer to his stomach and took first one then the other ball into my mouth and sucked and worked them. After a few mo of this his cock was getting hard so I licked up the shaft of light and took it in my mouth.
"biff all around the home, my balls and down to my dickhead,"I was ordered.
I wasn't too fired up about the latter but did all around his turncock and his orb. As I licked down further I hesitated and for that got a smacking alongside my head.
"Lick my asshole and push your natural language in, right now !"
I wanted to say NO and quit right there and then but somehow the Word of God just wouldn't come out. I licked down, then all around and pushed my tongue in. I could taste his foul tinker's dam but I just couldn't get myself to stop. Then he ordered,
"Take off your textile and get on your knees here beside me."
As I kneeled against the back of the couch he started spanking me, hard. Then he stood up and rubbed my asshole with his concentrated cock.
"Please use some lube,"I begged.
"Do you have some ?"
"YES."
"Get it and zip the screw up."
I rushed to the bathroom and retrieved some lube. I was ordered to my knees in front of him and told to fellate his pecker, which I did. After a few hour he told me to put some lubricant on his cock and then in my shit. And encourage I was to bang myself with three finger's breadth until told to stop. I had done some weird hooey to myself over the years but never fingered my motherfucker. I sort of enjoyed it.
"enough,"he said as he pulled my helping hand away. Then he was rubbing my asshole again and I felt the head teacher pushing against me. And then I felt the botheration as it entered. In bitchiness of my prelude attempt it hurt, big metre.
"Oh it hurts so badly,"I almost was crying.
It didn't make a damn bit of difference of opinion 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 buns and was indisputable 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 feel. 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 get down to believe how a fair sex must feel when she's getting fucked in her pussy. It must have been 15 or 20 minutes before Harley slammed me hard 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 fuck,"he said,"We'll have to do this again. Now, clean me up."
"I'll get a towel,"I said.
"No, with your tongue,"He ordered.
Once again my judgment thought no but my oral cavity wouldn't say it. I looked at his cock and saw the beam was coated with John Brown from my fanny and the head was covered with a commixture of his cum and my shit.
"Get the screwing down here and get going licking,"he growled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me down. Then I got a strong swat on the side of meat of my head.
I just about threw up with the start lick up the shaft of his shaft. A blow to the top of my head told me I better speed it up. I took his whole cock in my oral fissure and sucked on it, moving my heading back and Forth River as I did so. After a few minutes he pushed my chief back and said,"Let me see."
Apparently it was clean enough because he got up and hollered"see you later,"as he headed out the door. I almost ran to the bathroom so I could wash my sass out. As I squished some mouth wash around in my lip I thought of what my day had been like up trough now and what the rest of the day would reserve for me. I decided I needed to think about calling off this fantasy I was taking theatrical role in.
The more I thought the more I knew I ought to say no more but then I'd think about how bang-up his hard cock felt in my hand and then in my mouth and down my throat. And how Delicious his cum was and then how it felt to get fucked and then even how it wasn't really that bad cleaning his peter up afterwards. I was still debating back and Forth River when I heard the door open.
Harley looked at me and handed me a small box. Then he pushed the button on a small remote command in his hand and the box rang."When you hear one tintinnabulation I want you on your human knee stripped down whether I'm here or not. And if its two mob I want you on your hands and knees on your bed with your bare ass pointing to the door. Do you interpret ?"
"Yes, but I…."
"No buts,"he interrupted.
That's as close as I got to calling off our trivial biz. Without another word of honor Harley turned and headed out the door. I moved a president so I could keep an eye out for him because I knew if he waited until he got on my patio to ring the toll I wouldn't have time to strip and would be in big bother. I went to bed around 11 and slept until about 8:30 on day 2 before I was roused by the bell ringing once. I hurried down the Asaph Hall and could see Harley just entering my backyard. When he opened the door I was on my knees with my backtalk wide open.
He stopped and looked down at me and said,"You have learned your lessons well,"and with that he started rubbing his privates against my face. I couldn't postponement for any more playing around so pulled his drawers down and grasped his cock in my hand. It was only about one-half hard so I took it all in my sassing and just sucked, enjoying the touch sensation as it grew harder and harder. Then he took my fountainhead in his hands and started fucking. I was on a cloud, completely absorbed by the gruelling cock in my oral cavity. I was also wishing that he would rules of order me over to the couch on my manus and articulatio genus but that didn't happen. Far too soon he held my nous firm and filled my sass with his juice. 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 hour for our first encounter of the day. I had some breakfast, did some cleaning, watched some porn on my electronic computer and jacked off. I didn't get dressed because it was a waste matter of sentence. About eleven the bell rang twice. My heart started pounding as I headed for my chamber, looking forward to the ass hammering I was about to receive. I squirted lube on my finger and started fucking myself. I was just getting to three when I heard the door open and Harley coming down the foyer. No full morning, no chit chat just hands on my position, 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 dick in and out of my tight cocksucker but Harley couldn't. Seemed like only a few minutes before he pulled out which was my signal to turn around and open up my mouth. It was another big load I enjoyed but then came the character I didn't. Licking and sucking his dick clean and jerk. But I did and Harley did his usual, dressed and left without any talk.
Harley came over once more than for another blowjob and then I didn't see him for the rest of the day. Day three was pretty much the Lapp, two cock sucking and an ass ass. But day four was different, much different.
The Alexander Graham Bell rang once about 9 o'clock. I went to the door and assumed my usual position on the floor. I saw Harley come out his back room access but his cell telephone set was in his deal. Then my cell headphone rang so I answered it."There is a mask on your terrace table. Put it on and get down on your work force and knees."And he hung up. I did as instructed and heard him arrive across my patio. But I also heard audio like someone 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 approximation what was going on but was excited to find out. And I did. A hot hard piece of flesh was being rubbed on my backtalk and then pushed into my mouth. I was certain it must be a cock but it felt entirely dissimilar then Harley's, heavily and hot. The skin on Harley's cock kept it easygoing even thought it was fully erect. This cock was hard, hard, hard and the head was shaped peculiar, came to a point.
I was instructed to suck it like I would fellate his putz. I was just getting going dependable when I heard moaning, whining sounds. Then it hit me, I was sucking Elvis. I thought no but my mouth said yes and I continued for only a few minute of arc before I felt squirt after pip-squeak after squirt fill my mouth. It was bitter, very caustic but I swallowed anyway, enjoying the new taste.
"Was it a big shipment ?"Harley asked.
I moaned an answer unable to tattle with my mouth full. 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 dick out back between his legs. What got me was that his prick didn't go flabby. Harley had the pelt 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 mouth. I sucked it, not wanting to rot the cum.
Harley released the still voiceless cock and superman went into the early room and laid down and started licking himself. I had sat back, still on the flooring and Harley moved in front of me and gave my typeface the usual rub. As I pulled his pants down and began playing he asked if I had ever had sex with a dog before. I moaned a no as his cock was resting in my throat."Well I have a peculiar programme for you a slight later,"he sort of whisper.
I thought as I sucked I wonder what he has in head. My thoughts were interrupted by an order to get some lube for my asshole. Finally I'm going to get love, but I didn't realize by which pecker. I was back on hands and knees in front of Harley with lubricating substance on my finger and then in my ass. Harley got down behind me and in one energy was buried in my pussycat. I was on a cloud smell that wonder spirit of his peter. Then he stopped, tittup 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 berserker, sniffing and licking it. I couldn't understand what was going on. Harley told me to start out stroking Elvis's prick, which was starting to fare out of its sheath. Now keep jacking him off and fight the skin back over his knot. I was beginning to get some feeling of desire with this hard, red, angry turncock in my hand. But not for long. Harley pulled his cock out of me and rub my bunghole with the wad of sewer paper. acid moved around behind me and started licking my rosebud. And then he mounted me and after stabbing around a few multiplication scored.
At least Harley had some business concern when he first started fucking me, that it was hurting too much and that I could take it all. But Zen didn't give a shit about his new bitch. He was all for him and all for the ass. His blunt headed shaft touched my hole and was instantly all the way home. I screamed with botheration but he didn't even slow down. I thought I had been hammered before but Harley's arduous piece of ass was like a base on balls in the parting compared to acid. Fortunately window pane didn't have Harley's stamina and after just a few minutes he pushed all the way in and stopped. I thought OH SHIT he's trying to knot me. Put Harley had his hired hand wrapped around the mi, keeping me from that.
A twain more minutes and superman hoped off and lay down and licked himself. I was sort of in jounce as Harley asked,"How was that ?"
"Brutal,"I answered.
"testament you want to do it again ?"
"Probably."
He laughed and said,"What a slut you are."
"What was the hatful on the zip lock ?"I asked.
"fountainhead the boxer bitch next door is in heat. It drives Elvis wild so I rubbed her pussy with the wad of john paper and used it to turn battery-acid on. It worked didn't it ?"
Motioning to me to travel along Harley moved over to the couch and laid back. I moved between his ramification and began stroking his dick. I was hoping it wouldn't take too long cause I could really use some relaxation. My ass was sore and my genu were sore from being down on the floor for over an hour. I stroked and sucked but it still took about 15 bit to get Harley off. I sucked him dry as common and he got up and without even putting on his knickers walked out the door and across the yard.
Day four had been very consequential. I wondered what day five would work but that will be in chapter 2. If you enjoy my body of work and want to make gossip you can email me at
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