My Neighbor's Son
Hi, my name is Tim. I'm 59, lost my wife to Cancer the Crab a couple years ago but still enjoy sex whenever I can get it. I have a few things on my tilt I'd like to do before I lose the urge. I've lived in the same house for over 30 class 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 duo twelvemonth. They are friendly enough but just don't socialize. I've invited them over for chocolate or eats but they always decline. The"neighbourhood know it all"says it's because they are ashamed. They have two Word, 21 and 23 that are both in prison, one for Assault and the former for drugs. They have a big dog, battery-acid that they ask me to bung if they are going to be gone a few days.
I was having coffee one cockcrow when Jim headed my way with a young man with him. He opened the gate and came up to the patio.
"good daybreak Tim, I wanted to precede my son, Harley. Beth and I will be gone for a 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, form of handsome but with a very sad expression. Larry said,"I'll leave you two to get acquainted and Beth and I will be on our way."
"Have a great trip,"I said to Larry as he walked away. He turned and said Thank you. I turned my attention to Harley.
"coffee berry ?"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 get to any money was selling drugs. I never did any, just sold them. I got 2 yr. 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 elusive, demands made by early prisoners."
He looked at me with a eldritch kind of smile on his face and asked,"Do you think the sex life behind ginmill ?"
"Yes,"I replied.
"fountainhead, I was locked in my cell about 4 in the afternoon. By 4:30 I had my mobile phone mates rooster in my mouth and by 5 in my ass. Does that suffice your question ?"
His aspect had definitely turned to a smile. I wasn't sure why but I was getting intrigued. I had a friend that I used to soak up off and was beginning to get the feeling I wanted to do the Sami to Harley. We talked some more and it was dejeuner metre. 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 live 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 cognize how many hombre I had sex with."
Harley looked off in the space but it was tough to tell whether he was thinking about the skilful prison term or the bad. His face had no expression what so ever. Then I dropped the bomb.
"I want to be your bottom ! I want you to be my top !"
I watched his typeface. There was no variety in verbalism and it didn't move. His eyes moved from looking at the space to looking me in the face."What did you just say ?"
"I want to be the bum to your top."
"Do you see 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 contain, please stop."
"But that's portion of why it's so terrible. I can be asked to terminate but I don't have to."
We talked a piffling bit more and finally he agreed. No whacking 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 articulatio genus. He put his deal behind my head teacher and started rubbing my brass on his crotch.
He had on a t-shirt, jogging pant with stretchability belt and loafer tennis skid. He ordered me to pull his bloomers down. I carefully pulled them down over his intemperate pecker. So far I liked being the tush. The following thing he was holding my head and pressing his prick against my lips. My mouth opened welcoming his operose meat in. Over the next 10 instant I had no opportunity to throw him pleasure, he took it. My back talk was hammered with a backbreaking peter until he pushed it all the way down my throat and held me there. I could feel his hot cum satiate me. When his climax was finished he released my forefront and ordered me to suck him dry, which I did willingly. Then without getting dressed he moved over to the lounge and sat.
"I have a pretty ready recovery time so don't go too far."
Just to be for sure I went out and made trusted the lock on the logic gate to the back was locked and then slid the short 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 stifle !"
It wasn't a comment or a request it was an orderliness. As I kneeled in front of him he slid forward until his backside was hanging over the forepart of the couch."Suck my chunk,"he ordered.
I pressed his cock to his belly and took first one then the early ball into my mouth and sucked and worked them. After a few minute of this his tool was getting hard so I licked up the shaft and took it in my mouth.
"lap all around the stand, my Ball and down to my asshole,"I was ordered.
I wasn't too fired up about the latter but did all around his peter and his formal. As I licked down farther I hesitated and for that got a slap alongside my head.
"Lick my asshole and push your clapper 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 spit 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 stifle here beside me."
As I kneeled against the back of the couch he started spanking me, hard. Then he stood up and rubbed my motherfucker with his grueling cock.
"Please use some lube,"I begged.
"Do you throw some ?"
"YES."
"Get it and hurry the ass up."
I rushed to the toilet and retrieved some lube. I was ordered to my genu in front of him and told to blow his peter, which I did. After a few minutes he told me to put some lubricator on his cock and then in my motherfucker. And far I was to fuck myself with three fingers until told to stop. I had done some weird stuff to myself over the days but never fingered my dickhead. I sort of enjoyed it.
"enough,"he said as he pulled my paw 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 bitchiness of my prelude elbow grease 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 backtalk but he just kept pushing. And then I felt his hairsbreadth tickling my nates 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 wondrous it was beginning to feel. There must have been a big grin on my side as I started to really bask 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 find when she's getting fucked in her kitty. It must accept been 15 or 20 minutes before Harley slammed me hard and then left his stopcock 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 clapper,"He ordered.
Once again my mind thought no but my oral cavity wouldn't say it. I looked at his pecker and saw the shaft was coated with John Brown from my fag and the head was covered with a mixture of his cum and my prick.
"Get the piece of tail down here and start whacking,"he growled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me down. Then I got a operose swat on the side of meat of my headway.
I just about threw up with the first punch up the shaft of his cock. A blow to the top of my headland told me I dependable speed it up. I took his altogether cock in my back talk and sucked on it, moving my head back and forth 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 door. I almost ran to the lavatory so I could rinse off my back talk out. As I squished some sassing wash around in my sass I thought of what my day had been like up trough now and what the rest of the day would hold for me. I decided I needed to retrieve about calling off this fancy I was taking component 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 cock felt in my hand and then in my rima oris and down my throat. And how luscious his cum was and then how it felt to get fucked and then even how it wasn't really that bad cleaning his cock up afterwards. I was still debating back and forth when I heard the threshold open.
Harley looked at me and handed me a little 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 knee stripped down whether I'm here or not. And if its two rings I want you on your men and human knee on your bed with your bare ass pointing to the doorway. Do you sympathise ?"
"Yes, but I…."
"No buts,"he interrupted.
That's as close as I got to calling off our piddling game. Without another watchword Harley turned and headed out the doorway. 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 ship's bell I wouldn't have meter to unclothe and would be in big fuss. I went to bed around 11 and slept until about 8:30 on day 2 before I was roused by the chime ringing once. I hurried down the mansion house and could see Harley just entering my backyard. When he opened the door I was on my knee joint with my mouth all-inclusive 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 look. I couldn't wait for any more playing around so pulled his pants down and grasped his cock in my hand. It was only about half surd so I took it all in my mouth and just sucked, enjoying the feeling as it grew harder and harder. Then he took my head in his hired hand and started fucking. I was on a cloud, completely absorbed by the punishing tool in my mouth. I was also wishing that he would orderliness me over to the couch on my hands and knees but that didn't happen. Far too soon he held my straits solid and sate my rima oris with his juice. I was disappointed that he hadn't fucked my ass first but was happy with the big loading.
Without any conversation Harley dressed and left. I looked at the clock and it was 9:40, it had taken only about an 60 minutes for our first encounter of the day. I had some breakfast, did some cleaning, watched some porn on my computer and jacked off. I didn't get dressed because it was a wastefulness of time. About eleven the bell 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 lubricating substance on my finger's breadth and started fucking myself. I was just getting to three when I heard the door open and Harley coming down the Charles Martin Hall. No good morning, no tab chat just hands on my side, firmly cock pressing my rosebud and then pushed all the way in. It felt soooo goooood. I could induce gone on for an hour with that big prick in and out of my wet asshole but Harley couldn't. Seemed like only a few minutes before he pulled out which was my signal to turn around and open my mouth. It was another big loading I enjoyed but then came the part I didn't. Licking and sucking his dick clean. But I did and Harley did his usual, 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 practically the Sami, two blowjobs and an ass ass. But day four was different, much different.
The ship's bell rang once about 9 o'clock. I went to the door and assumed my usual spot on the flooring. I saw Harley come out his back room access but his cellphone phone was in his script. Then my cadre headphone rang so I answered it."There is a mask on your patio table. 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 terrace. But I also heard sounds like soul 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 receive out. And I did. A hot intemperate piece of frame was being rubbed on my lips and then pushed into my mouthpiece. I was sure it must be a turncock but it felt entirely different then Harley's, severely and hot. The skin on Harley's cock kept it soft even thought it was fully erect. This cock was hard, hard, hard and the headland was shaped funny, came to a point.
I was instructed to suck it like I would take up his cock. I was just getting going beneficial when I heard moaning, whining speech sound. Then it hit me, I was sucking superman. I thought no but my mouth said yes and I continued for only a few bit before I felt squirt after squirt after squirt fill my mouth. It was bitterly, very bitter but I swallowed anyway, enjoying the new taste.
"Was it a big load ?"Harley asked.
I moaned an answer unable to talk with my lip total. Then my masque 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 peter didn't go diffuse. Harley had the tegument 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 languish the cum.
Harley released the still hard stopcock and Elvis went into the other way and laid down and started licking himself. I had sat back, still on the story 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 putz was resting in my throat."Well I have a special plan for you a little later,"he kind of whispered.
I thought as I sucked I wonder what he has in mind. My thoughts were interrupted by an ordering to get some lube for my SOB. Finally I'm going to get get it on, but I didn't realize by which shaft. I was back on hands and stifle in front of Harley with lubricator on my finger's breadth and then in my ass. Harley got down behind me and in one push was buried in my pussy. I was on a cloud tactual sensation that wonder feeling of his turncock. 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 crapper newspaper out. He extended it to Lucy in the sky with diamonds 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 campaign the peel back over his burl. I was beginning to get some touch of desire with this backbreaking, red, tempestuous peter in my hand. But not for long. Harley pulled his tool out of me and itch my bunghole with the wad of potty paper. Elvis moved around behind me and started licking my rosebud. And then he mounted me and after stabbing around a few prison term scored.
At least Harley had some concern when he first started fucking me, that it was hurting too much and that I could assume it all. But Zen didn't give a shit about his new gripe. He was all for him and all for the fucking. His blunt headed cock touched my kettle of fish and was instantly all the way habitation. I screamed with pain but he didn't even slow down. I thought I had been hammered before but Harley's heavy fucking was like a walk in the part compared to Elvis. Fortunately Elvis didn't have Harley's stamina and after just a few minutes he pushed all the way in and stopped. I thought OH asshole he's trying to knot me. Put Harley had his hand wrapped around the slub, keeping me from that.
A span more proceedings and dot hoped off and lay down and licked himself. I was kind of in shock 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 mass on the zip lock ?"I asked.
"Well the boxer cunt next door is in heat. It drives dose wild so I rubbed her twat with the wad of toilet paper and used it to sour loony toons on. It worked didn't it ?"
Motioning to me to conform to Harley moved over to the sofa and laid back. I moved between his stage and began stroking his dick. I was hoping it wouldn't take too long movement I could really use some rest. My ass was sore and my articulatio genus were sore from being down on the trading floor for over an hour. I stroked and sucked but it still took about 15 mo 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 land but that will be in chapter 2. If you enjoy my work and want to make comment you can email me at
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