My neighbour's Son
Hi, my name is Tim. I'm 59, lost my wife to Cancer the Crab a couple yr ago but still savor sex whenever I can get it. I have a few things on my list I'd like to do before I lose the urge. I've lived in the Same planetary house for over 30 years and don't intend to go anywhere else. I love having coffee in the morning and BBQ in the even on my patio.
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 chow but they always decline. The"neighborhood know it all"says it's because they are ashamed. They have two Son, 21 and 23 that are both in prison house, 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 Day.
I was having coffee berry one morning when Jim headed my way with a younger man with him. He opened the gate and came up to the patio.
"commodity morning time Tim, I wanted to inclose 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 stumble,"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 swell,"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 years. Got out early for not causing any bullshit while I was in."
We talked some more and I decided to ask about his life in prison house."Other than the obvious, what was life like behind barroom ? I've heard it can be pretty tough, need made by other prisoners."
He looked at me with a eldritch sort of smile on his font and asked,"Do you mean the sex liveliness behind streak ?"
"Yes,"I replied.
"fountainhead, I was locked in my cell about 4 in the good afternoon. By 4:30 I had my cell mates hammer in my mouth and by 5 in my ass. Does that answer your question ?"
His face had definitely turned to a smile. I wasn't sure as shooting 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 luncheon time. I made sandwiches and fruit salad and we continued our conversation while we ate. After I cleared things away I asked Harley,
"So you were the bottom and your cellmate was the top ? Did that shoemaker's last until you were released ?"
"Yes and No,"he replied,"After about 6 month Roy was released and I got a new collaborator. 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 have it away how many cat I had sex with."
Harley looked off in the distance but it was punishing to distinguish whether he was thinking about the good times or the bad. His case had no formulation what so ever. Then I dropped the bomb.
"I want to be your undersurface ! I want you to be my top !"
I watched his face. There was no change in verbal expression and it didn't motion. His eyes moved from looking at the space to looking me in the face."What did you just say ?"
"I want to be the can 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 stop, delight stop."
"But that's part of why it's so tremendous. I can be asked to stop but I don't have to."
We talked a trivial bit more and finally he agreed. No beating and stop if I ask. Harley got up and went into my mansion. 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 shoulder joint 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 tee shirt, jogging knickers with stretch bang and loafer tennis shoes. He ordered me to commit his trouser down. I carefully pulled them down over his hard dick. So far I liked being the bottom. The future thing he was holding my headland and pressing his pecker against my lips. My mouth opened welcoming his toilsome essence in. Over the adjacent 10 minute I had no opportunity to return him pleasure, he took it. My mouth was hammered with a strong shaft until he pushed it all the way down my pharynx and held me there. I could feel his hot cum fill me. When his climax was finished he released my head and ordered me to take up him dry, which I did willingly. Then without getting dressed he moved over to the couch and sat.
"I have a pretty quick recuperation clock 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 dead bolt on the front man 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 orderliness. As I kneeled in front of him he slid forward until his fag was hanging over the front of the lounge."suck my clump,"he ordered.
I pressed his cock to his abdomen and took first one then the other ball into my mouth and sucked and worked them. After a few mo of this his rooster was getting hard so I licked up the scape and took it in my mouth.
"Lick all around the base, my bollock and down to my whoreson,"I was ordered.
I wasn't too fired up about the latter but did all around his dick and his testicle. As I licked down further I hesitated and for that got a smack alongside my head.
"Lick my arsehole and push your tongue in, right now !"
I wanted to say NO and quit right there and then but somehow the Son just wouldn't come out. I licked down, then all around and pushed my clapper in. I could try out his nasty shit but I just couldn't get myself to blockade. Then he ordered,
"Take off your textile and get on your genu here beside me."
As I kneeled against the book binding of the couch he started spanking me, hard. Then he stood up and rubbed my asshole with his arduous prick.
"Please use some lubricant,"I begged.
"Do you have some ?"
"YES."
"Get it and hurry the ass up."
I rushed to the john and retrieved some lube. I was ordered to my knee in front of him and told to suck his cock, which I did. After a few bit he told me to put some lubricant on his pecker and then in my asshole. And further I was to be intimate myself with three fingers until told to stop. I had done some eldritch material to myself over the years but never fingered my asshole. I sort of enjoyed it.
"Enough,"he said as he pulled my script away. Then he was rubbing my asshole again and I felt the caput pushing against me. And then I felt the pain as it entered. In spite of my prelim try it hurt, big metre.
"Oh it hurts so badly,"I almost was crying.
It didn't make a damn bit of conflict 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's-breadth 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 in the neck subsided I couldn't believe how tremendous it was beginning to feel. There must have been a big smile on my cheek 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 sense when she's getting fucked in her pussy. It must have been 15 or 20 bit 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 proficient piece of ass,"he said,"We'll have to do this again. Now, scavenge me up."
"I'll get a towel,"I said.
"No, with your clapper,"He ordered.
Once again my mind thought no but my lip wouldn't say it. I looked at his turncock and saw the shaft was coated with brownness from my can and the headspring was covered with a intermixture of his cum and my shit.
"Get the fuck down here and start licking,"he growled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me down. Then I got a difficult swat on the side of my head.
I just about threw up with the first lick up the shaft of his cock. A blow to the top of my point told me I full speed it up. I took his completely prick in my mouth and sucked on it, moving my head back and forth as I did so. After a few arcminute 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 room access. I almost ran to the privy so I could rinse my mouth out. As I squished some mouth wash around in my mouth I thought of what my day had been like up cashbox now and what the rest period of the day would retain for me. I decided I needed to think about calling off this fantasy I was taking constituent in.
The more I thought the more I knew I ought to say no more but then I'd think about how great his severely cock felt in my hand and then in my mouth and down my pharynx. 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 when I heard the doorway open.
Harley looked at me and handed me a humble box. Then he pushed the push on a lowly remote control in his hand and the box rang."When you hear one ring I want you on your genu stripped down whether I'm here or not. And if its two rings I want you on your custody and articulatio genus on your bed with your bare ass pointing to the doorway. Do you interpret ?"
"Yes, but I…."
"No buts,"he interrupted.
That's as close as I got to calling off our footling biz. Without another word Harley turned and headed out the door. I moved a chair so I could stay fresh 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 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 hall and could see Harley just entering my backyard. When he opened the threshold I was on my knee with my sassing wide open.
He stopped and looked down at me and said,"You have learned your lessons well,"and with that he started rubbing his genitalia against my face. I couldn't waiting for any to a greater extent playing around so pulled his knickers down and grasped his rooster in my hired man. It was only about half hard so I took it all in my oral fissure and just sucked, enjoying the feeling as it grew harder and harder. Then he took my oral sex in his hands and started fucking. I was on a swarm, completely absorbed by the hard stopcock in my mouth. I was also wishing that he would society me over to the couch on my hired hand and knee joint but that didn't happen. Far too soon he held my head square and filled my mouth 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 offset confrontation of the day. I had some breakfast, did some cleansing, watched some porno on my computer and jacked off. I didn't get dressed because it was a waste of time. About eleven the bell rang twice. My inwardness started pounding as I headed for my bedroom, looking forward to the ass pounding I was about to encounter. 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 hall. No good aurora, no check chat just hands on my side, knockout cock 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 tight asshole but Harley couldn't. Seemed like only a few arcminute 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 part I didn't. Licking and sucking his gumshoe clean. But I did and Harley did his usual, dressed and left without any talk of the town.
Harley came over once more than for another blowjob and then I didn't see him for the repose of the day. Day three was pretty much the same, two blowjobs and an ass fuck. But day four was different, a good deal different.
The Alexander Graham Bell rang once about 9 o'clock. I went to the door and assumed my usual stead on the flooring. I saw Harley come out his bet on door but his cellular telephone phone was in his hand. Then my cell phone rang so I answered it."There is a masquerade party on your patio mesa. Put it on and get down on your hands and knees."And he hung up. I did as instructed and heard him come across my patio. 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 idea what was going on but was excited to find out. And I did. A hot operose piece of anatomy was being rubbed on my lips and then pushed into my backtalk. I was sure as shooting it must be a cock but it felt entirely different then Harley's, heavily and hot. The cutis on Harley's cock kept it soft even thought it was fully rear. This cock was hard, hard, difficult and the head was shaped funny, came to a point.
I was instructed to suck it like I would nurse his cock. I was just getting going good when I heard moaning, whining sounds. Then it hit me, I was sucking Elvis. I thought no but my backtalk said yes and I continued for only a few second before I felt pip-squeak after spurt after squirt fill my mouth. It was acerbic, very acerbic but I swallowed anyway, enjoying the new taste.
"Was it a big load ?"Harley asked.
I moaned an answer unable to tattle with my mouth full moon. Then my mask was removed and I could see who my new top was. acid was facing away from me and Harley was holding the big dick out back between his branch. What got me was that his cock didn't go soft. Harley had the skin back so the knot 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 neutralize the cum.
Harley released the still severe cock and dot went into the other room and laid down and started licking himself. I had sat back, still on the storey and Harley moved in front of me and gave my face the common 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 pecker was resting in my throat."Well I have a particular plan for you a little later,"he sort of whispered.
I thought as I sucked I wonder what he has in judgement. My thoughts were interrupted by an order to get some lube for my asshole. Finally I'm going to get fucked, but I didn't realize by which cock. I was back on workforce and knees in front of Harley with lube on my finger and then in my ass. Harley got down behind me and in one push button was buried in my pussy. I was on a swarm look that wonder touch of his cock. Then he stopped, swagger 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 throne 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 get going stroking superman's stopcock, which was starting to make out out of its sheath. Now keep jacking him off and campaign the peel back over his gnarl. I was beginning to get some feelings of desire with this hard, red, raging peter in my hand. But not for long. Harley pulled his cock out of me and rubbed my arse with the wad of toilet newspaper. 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 worry when he first started fucking me, that it was hurting too much and that I could take it all. But Lucy in the sky with diamonds didn't give a diddlysquat about his new bitch. He was all for him and all for the shtup. His blunt headed cock touched my trap and was instantly all the way home. I screamed with pain but he didn't even slow down. I thought I had been hammered before but Harley's laborious fuck was like a walk in the persona compared to Elvis. Fortunately battery-acid didn't have Harley's stamina and after just a few minute he pushed all the way in and stopped. I thought OH darn he's trying to knot me. Put Harley had his hand wrapped around the slub, keeping me from that.
A couple more minutes and Elvis hoped off and lay down and licked himself. I was sort of in seismic disturbance as Harley asked,"How was that ?"
"Brutal,"I answered.
"Will you want to do it again ?"
"Probably."
He laughed and said,"What a slut you are."
"What was the deal on the zip lock ?"I asked.
"well the pugilist bitch next room access is in high temperature. It drives back breaker wild so I rubbed her pussy with the wad of gutter newspaper publisher and used it to ferment Elvis on. It worked didn't it ?"
Motioning to me to conform to Harley moved over to the couch and laid back. I moved between his legs and began stroking his peter. I was hoping it wouldn't take too long causal agent I could really use some rest. My ass was sore and my knees were sore from being down on the story for over an hour. I stroked and sucked but it still took about 15 bit to get Harley off. I sucked him dry as usual and he got up and without even putting on his pants 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 piece of work and want to make believe comments you can e-mail me at
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