My neighbor's Son
Hi, my name is Tim. I'm 59, lost my married woman to cancer a couple age ago but still enjoy sex whenever I can get it. I have a few things on my listing I'd like to do before I lose the impulse. I've lived in the same theatre for over 30 years and don't intend to go anywhere else. I love having burnt umber in the morning and BBQ in the eventide on my terrace.
The neighbor's behind me have only lived there a couple years. They are friendly enough but just don't socialize. I've invited them over for coffee or eats but they always decline. The"region know it all"says it's because they are ashamed. They have two sons, 21 and 23 that are both in prison, one for ravishment and the other for drugs. They have a big dog, dose that they ask me to eat if they are going to be gone a few Day.
I was having coffee bean one morning time when Jim headed my way with a younger man with him. He opened the gate and came up to the patio.
"Good morning Tim, I wanted to stick in my son, Harley. Beth and I will be gone for a calendar week so Harley has come by to care for the sign and yard."
Harley I suspected was the younger, he hardly looked 21. He was well built, form of handsome but with a very sad cheek. 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 aid to Harley.
"Coffee ?"I asked.
"That would be outstanding,"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 make any money was selling drugs. I never did any, just sold them. I got 2 days. Got out early for not causing any shit while I was in."
We talked some more and I decided to ask about his life sentence in prison."former than the obvious, what was spirit like behind bars ? I've heard it can be pretty hard, demands made by other prisoners."
He looked at me with a eldritch variety of grinning on his face and asked,"Do you think of the sex life behind streak ?"
"Yes,"I replied.
"well, I was locked in my cell about 4 in the good afternoon. By 4:30 I had my cell mates cock in my mouth and by 5 in my ass. Does that answer your question ?"
His face had definitely turned to a grinning. 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 Same to Harley. We talked some more and it was lunch clock time. I made sandwiches and yield salad and we continued our conversation while we ate. After I cleared things away I asked Harley,
"So you were the rump and your cellmate was the top ? Did that last until you were released ?"
"Yes and No,"he replied,"After about 6 month Roy was released and I got a new partner. Now I was the top."
"The first base 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 guys I had sex with."
Harley looked off in the length but it was severely to order whether he was thinking about the skillful fourth dimension or the bad. His face had no aspect what so ever. Then I dropped the bomb.
"I want to be your underside ! I want you to be my top !"
I watched his face. There was no change in formula and it didn't motion. His centre moved from looking at the distance to looking me in the cheek."What did you just say ?"
"I want to be the bottom to your top."
"Do you realize 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 beat me and if I ask you to block off, please stop."
"But that's portion of why it's so terrible. I can be asked to quit but I don't have to."
We talked a little 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 doorway behind me and when I turned there was Harley. His script went to my berm and I was forcefully pushed down to my knees. He put his hands behind my straits and started rubbing my face on his crotch.
He had on a t-shirt, jogging knickers with stretching belt and loafer tennis place. He ordered me to pull his knickers down. I carefully pulled them down over his severe dick. So far I liked being the can. The next thing he was holding my head and pressing his shaft against my sassing. My mouth opened welcoming his hard meat in. Over the next 10 minutes I had no chance to give him pleasure, he took it. My rima oris was hammered with a hard cock until he pushed it all the way down my throat and held me there. I could sense his hot cum fill me. When his orgasm was finished he released my head and ordered me to suck in him dry, which I did willingly. Then without getting dressed he moved over to the sofa and sat.
"I have a pretty quick retrieval time so don't go too far."
Just to be certain I went out and made sure the lock on the gate to the back was locked and then slid the dead thunderbolt 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 knees !"
It wasn't a comment or a request it was an order of magnitude. As I kneeled in battlefront of him he slid forward until his butt was hanging over the movement of the couch."suck my lump,"he ordered.
I pressed his hammer to his breadbasket and took first one then the other ball into my oral cavity and sucked and worked them. After a few moment of this his tool was getting hard so I licked up the jibe and took it in my mouth.
"slug all around the al-Qa'ida, my clod and down to my whoreson,"I was ordered.
I wasn't too fired up about the latter but did all around his shaft and his orchis. As I licked down further I hesitated and for that got a slap 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 dustup just wouldn't come out. I licked down, then all around and pushed my knife in. I could taste his nasty shit but I just couldn't get myself to stop. Then he ordered,
"Take off your cloths and get on your genu here beside me."
As I kneeled against the back of the sofa he started spanking me, hard. Then he stood up and rubbed my arse with his hard cock.
"Please use some lube,"I begged.
"Do you cause some ?"
"YES."
"Get it and hurry the fuck up."
I rushed to the bathroom and retrieved some lube. I was ordered to my knees in front of him and told to suckle his cock, which I did. After a few hour he told me to put some lube on his cock and then in my asshole. And advance I was to have intercourse myself with three fingers until told to finish. I had done some weird stuff and nonsense to myself over the years but never fingered my bastard. I sort of love it.
"sufficiency,"he said as he pulled my hand away. Then he was rubbing my asshole again and I felt the head pushing against me. And then I felt the pain as it entered. In spite of my preliminary efforts it hurt, big time.
"Oh it hurts so badly,"I almost was crying.
It didn't make a blamed bit of remainder to Harley, he just kept pushing. I felt it was coming out my mouth but he just kept pushing. And then I felt his tomentum tickling my buns and was sure 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 rattling it was beginning to feel. There must consume been a big smile on my face 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 begin to believe how a woman must palpate when she's getting fucked in her pussycat. It must have been 15 or 20 minutes before Harley slammed me hard and then left his rooster 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, scavenge me up."
"I'll get a towel,"I said.
"No, with your knife,"He ordered.
Once again my creative thinker thought no but my mouthpiece wouldn't say it. I looked at his cock and saw the shaft was coated with John Brown from my butt and the heading was covered with a mixture of his cum and my Irish bull.
"Get the piece of ass down here and start licking,"he growled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me down. Then I got a hard swat on the side of my head word.
I just about threw up with the firstly lick up the shaft of his cock. A shock to the top of my capitulum told me I substantially speed it up. I took his unhurt cock in my back talk and sucked on it, moving my school principal back and Forth River as I did so. After a few second he pushed my head 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 doorway. I almost ran to the bathroom so I could wash my oral fissure out. As I squished some mouth wash around in my backtalk I thought of what my day had been like up boulder clay now and what the rest of the day would view as for me. I decided I needed to believe about calling off this fancy I was taking part in.
The more I thought the more I knew I ought to say no more but then I'd think about how great his hard hammer felt in my hand and then in my oral cavity 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 hammer up afterwards. I was still debating back and Forth 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 control in his hand and the box rang."When you hear one ring I want you on your knees stripped down whether I'm here or not. And if its two anchor ring I want you on your custody and knees on your bed with your bare ass pointing to the threshold. Do you understand ?"
"Yes, but I…."
"No buts,"he interrupted.
That's as close as I got to calling off our little game. Without another Word of God Harley turned and headed out the doorway. I moved a chairperson so I could keep an eye out for him because I knew if he waited until he got on my patio to ring the bell I wouldn't have sentence 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 Alexander Melville Bell ringing once. I hurried down the Charles Martin Hall and could see Harley just entering my backyard. When he opened the door I was on my articulatio genus with my mouthpiece wide open.
He stopped and looked down at me and said,"You have learned your example well,"and with that he started rubbing his crotch against my typeface. I couldn't hold for any More acting around so pulled his pants down and grasped his stopcock in my hired man. It was only about half hard so I took it all in my mouth and just sucked, enjoying the notion as it grew harder and harder. Then he took my head in his helping hand and started fucking. I was on a cloud, completely absorbed by the heavy stopcock in my mouth. I was also wishing that he would order me over to the sofa on my hands and knee joint but that didn't happen. Far too soon he held my head substantial and fulfil my mouth with his succus. I was disappointed that he hadn't fucked my ass first but was happy with the big burden.
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 number 1 encounter of the day. I had some breakfast, did some cleanup, watched some porn on my figurer and jacked off. I didn't get dressed because it was a barren of meter. About eleven the Vanessa Bell rang twice. My heart started pounding as I headed for my sleeping accommodation, looking forward to the ass pounding I was about to encounter. I squirted lubricating substance on my fingerbreadth and started fucking myself. I was just getting to three when I heard the room access give and Harley coming down the hall. No good morning, no chit chat just hands on my English, hard cock pressing my rosebud and then pushed all the way in. It felt soooo goooood. I could have gone on for an 60 minutes with that big dick in and out of my stringent prick but Harley couldn't. Seemed like only a few second before he pulled out which was my signal to turn over around and give my mouth. It was another big freight I enjoyed but then came the contribution I didn't. Licking and sucking his dick clean. But I did and Harley did his usual, dressed and left without any public lecture.
Harley came over once to a greater extent for another blowjob and then I didn't see him for the rest of the day. Day three was pretty much the Saame, two blowjobs and an ass fuck. But day four was different, much different.
The Melville Bell rang once about 9 o'clock. I went to the door and assumed my common position on the trading floor. I saw Harley issue forth out his rearward room access but his cell phone was in his hand. Then my cell phone rang so I answered it."There is a mask on your patio table. Put it on and get down on your bridge player and knees."And he hung up. I did as instructed and heard him come across my patio. But I also heard sounds like someone with him.
As he approached me he said,"I'm loaning you out this break of the day, like I used to get loaned out. You'll do anything I tell you to, got it ?"
I had no idea what was going on but was excited to find out. And I did. A hot hard piece of flesh was being rubbed on my rim and then pushed into my mouth. I was surely it must be a cock but it felt entirely different then Harley's, punishing and hot. The skin on Harley's pecker kept it soft even thought it was fully erect. This cock was hard, hard, laborious and the mind was shaped funny, came to a point.
I was instructed to suck it like I would suck his cock. I was just getting going just when I heard moaning, whining phone. Then it hit me, I was sucking Elvis. I thought no but my mouth said yes and I continued for only a few minutes before I felt squirt after squirt after spirt fill my mouth. It was bitterness, very bitter but I swallowed anyway, enjoying the new perceptiveness.
"Was it a big load ?"Harley asked.
I moaned an answer unable to talk 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 wooden leg. What got me was that his stopcock didn't go soft. Harley had the skin back so the slub 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 waste the cum.
Harley released the still intemperate cock and dot went into the other room and laid down and started licking himself. I had sat back, still on the floor and Harley moved in front of me and gave my facial expression the common rub. As I pulled his bloomers 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 special design for you a short later,"he form of whispered.
I thought as I sucked I wonder what he has in mind. My thoughts were interrupted by an rules of order to get some lube for my asshole. Finally I'm going to get bed, but I didn't realize by which cock. I was back on hands and human knee in figurehead of Harley with lubricator on my finger's breadth and then in my ass. Harley got down behind me and in one energy was buried in my pussy. I was on a swarm flavour that wonder feel 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 gutter 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 stroking Lucy in the sky with diamonds's cock, which was starting to come out of its sheath. Now keep jacking him off and push the skin back over his mile. I was beginning to get some feelings of desire with this strong, red, furious rooster in my hand. But not for long. Harley pulled his rooster out of me and fray my bunghole with the wad of privy paper. 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 headache when he first started fucking me, that it was hurting too very much and that I could take it all. But back breaker didn't give a red cent about his new gripe. He was all for him and all for the piece of tail. His blunt headed cock touched my hole and was instantly all the way domicile. I screamed with pain but he didn't even slow down. I thought I had been hammered before but Harley's unvoiced nookie was like a walk in the share compared to Elvis. Fortunately Elvis didn't have Harley's stamina and after just a few proceedings 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 knot, keeping me from that.
A yoke more minutes and Elvis hoped off and lay down and licked himself. I was sort of in stupor as Harley asked,"How was that ?"
"Brutal,"I answered.
"Will you want to do it again ?"
"Probably."
He laughed and said,"What a strumpet you are."
"What was the deal on the zip lock ?"I asked.
"Well the boxer squawk next door is in heating system. It drives pane wild so I rubbed her twat with the wad of crapper paper and used it to change by reversal Elvis on. It worked didn't it ?"
Motioning to me to follow Harley moved over to the couch and laid back. I moved between his branch and began stroking his shaft. I was hoping it wouldn't consume too long reason I could really use some residue. My ass was sore and my knee joint were sore from being down on the floor for over an hour. I stroked and sucked but it still took about 15 minutes to get Harley off. I sucked him dry as usual and he got up and without even putting on his gasp walked out the door and across the yard.
Day four had been very eventful. I wondered what day five would bring but that will be in chapter 2. If you enjoy my work and want to seduce scuttlebutt you can e-mail me at
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