My neighbour's Son
Hi, my gens is Tim. I'm 59, lost my married woman to cancer a couple years ago but still love sex whenever I can get it. I have a few things on my list I'd like to do before I lose the itch. I've lived in the same theatre 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 terrace.
The neighbour's behind me have only lived there a brace twelvemonth. They are friendly enough but just don't socialize. I've invited them over for coffee or eats but they always decline. The"neighborhood get laid it all"says it's because they are ashamed. They have two Logos, 21 and 23 that are both in prison, one for assault and the other for drugs. They have a big dog, battery-acid that they ask me to feed if they are going to be gone a few twenty-four hours.
I was having coffee one sunrise when Jim headed my way with a younger man with him. He opened the gate and came up to the patio.
"Good aurora Tim, I wanted to introduce my son, Harley. Beth and I will be gone for a hebdomad so Harley has come by to deal 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 boldness. Larry said,"I'll leave you two to get acquainted and Beth and I will be on our way."
"Have a enceinte stumble,"I said to Larry as he walked away. He turned and said Thank you. I turned my attention to Harley.
"chocolate ?"I asked.
"That would be heavy,"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 pass water 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 liveliness in prison house."former than the obvious, what was spirit like behind streak ? I've heard it can be pretty tough, requirement made by other prisoners."
He looked at me with a Wyrd sort of smile on his human face and asked,"Do you mean the sex life behind saloon ?"
"Yes,"I replied.
"Well, I was locked in my cell about 4 in the afternoon. By 4:30 I had my cubicle mates cock in my mouth and by 5 in my ass. Does that serve your inquiry ?"
His face had definitely turned to a smile. I wasn't sure why but I was getting intrigued. I had a admirer that I used to suck in off and was beginning to get the flavor I wanted to do the Saame to Harley. We talked some more and it was lunch 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 can and your cellmate was the top ? Did that finish until you were released ?"
"Yes and No,"he replied,"After about 6 months Roy was released and I got a new partner. Now I was the top."
"The number 1 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 guy I had sex with."
Harley looked off in the distance but it was gruelling to assure whether he was thinking about the good times or the bad. His font had no expression what so ever. Then I dropped the bomb.
"I want to be your freighter ! I want you to be my top !"
I watched his boldness. There was no alteration in formula and it didn't move. His eyes moved from looking at the distance to looking me in the fount."What did you just say ?"
"I want to be the keister to your top."
"Do you realize what you are asking ? Do you actualize what I could do to you ?"
"I think I do. All I would ask is that you don't flummox me and if I ask you to end, please stop."
"But that's persona of why it's so terrible. I can be asked to blockade but I don't have to."
We talked a little bit more and finally he agreed. No beating and finish if I ask. Harley got up and went into my firm. 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 knees. He put his paw behind my head and started rubbing my face on his crotch.
He had on a t-shirt, jogging pants with stretchability bang and loafer tennis skid. He ordered me to pull his pants down. I carefully pulled them down over his arduous cock. So far I liked being the bottom. The succeeding thing he was holding my headland and pressing his cock against my lips. My sassing opened welcoming his hard nub in. Over the succeeding 10 arcminute I had no opportunity to give him pleasure, he took it. My mouth was hammered with a hard peter 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 school principal 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 fast recovery time so don't go too far."
Just to be sure I went out and made indisputable the lock on the gate to the binding 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 knees !"
It wasn't a comment or a postulation it was an order. As I kneeled in front line of him he slid forward until his butt was hanging over the front of the sofa."Suck my balls,"he ordered.
I pressed his pecker to his stomach and took first one then the former ball into my sassing and sucked and worked them. After a few minutes of this his rooster was getting hard so I licked up the shaft and took it in my mouth.
"Lick all around the cornerstone, my balls and down to my asshole,"I was ordered.
I wasn't too fired up about the latter but did all around his cock and his lump. As I licked down far I hesitated and for that got a slap alongside my head.
"slug my asshole and force your tongue in, right now !"
I wanted to say NO and quit right there and then but somehow the news just wouldn't come out. I licked down, then all around and pushed my spit in. I could try his awful hoot but I just couldn't get myself to hold back. Then he ordered,
"Take off your textile and get on your knee joint here beside me."
As I kneeled against the spine of the couch he started spanking me, hard. Then he stood up and chafe my asshole with his severe cock.
"Please use some lubricator,"I begged.
"Do you have some ?"
"YES."
"Get it and hurry the nooky up."
I rushed to the toilet and retrieved some lube. I was ordered to my articulatio genus in forepart of him and told to suck his prick, which I did. After a few minutes he told me to put some lube on his cock and then in my bastard. And further I was to fuck myself with three fingers until told to check. I had done some weird stuff to myself over the years but never fingered my prick. I sort of savor it.
"Enough,"he said as he pulled my hand away. Then he was rubbing my arsehole again and I felt the head pushing against me. And then I felt the painfulness as it entered. In maliciousness of my preliminary efforts it hurt, big time.
"Oh it hurts so badly,"I almost was crying.
It didn't make a damn 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 fuzz 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 wonderful it was beginning to palpate. There must receive been a big grin on my brass as I started to really love being fucked. I was pounded hard and fast for a bit and then slow and easy. I could now begin to conceive how a woman must find 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, make clean me up."
"I'll get a towel,"I said.
"No, with your glossa,"He ordered.
Once again my mind thought no but my mouthpiece wouldn't say it. I looked at his cock and saw the shot was coated with brown from my buns and the brain was covered with a mixture of his cum and my damn.
"Get the fuck down here and get down trouncing,"he growled as he grabbed my arm and pulled me down. Then I got a gruelling swat on the side of my mind.
I just about threw up with the get-go lap up the shaft of his cock. A blow to the top of my head told me I good f number it up. I took his unanimous cock in my back talk and sucked on it, moving my question back and Forth River as I did so. After a few minutes he pushed my forefront back and said,"Let me see."
Apparently it was uninfected enough because he got up and hollered"see you later,"as he headed out the door. I almost ran to the privy so I could rinse my mouthpiece out. As I squished some mouth wash around in my mouth 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 think about calling off this fantasy 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 bully his knockout dick felt in my manus 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 cock up afterwards. I was still debating back and Forth River when I heard the room access open.
Harley looked at me and handed me a small-scale box. Then he pushed the button on a small remote control 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 mob I want you on your deal and knees on your bed with your bare ass pointing to the door. Do you empathise ?"
"Yes, but I…."
"No buts,"he interrupted.
That's as close as I got to calling off our little plot. Without another word Harley turned and headed out the doorway. I moved a chair so I could retain an eye out for him because I knew if he waited until he got on my patio to ring the buzzer I wouldn't have prison term to undress and would be in big problem. 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 student residence and could see Harley just entering my backyard. When he opened the threshold I was on my stifle with my mouth 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 face. I couldn't delay for any to a greater extent acting around so pulled his pants down and grasped his cock in my hand. It was only about one-half severely so I took it all in my mouth and just sucked, enjoying the tactual sensation as it grew harder and harder. Then he took my nous in his hired man and started fucking. I was on a swarm, completely absorbed by the hard cock in my mouth. I was also wishing that he would parliamentary procedure me over to the sofa on my hired hand and stifle but that didn't happen. Far too soon he held my head solid and fill my backtalk 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 face-off of the day. I had some breakfast, did some cleaning, 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 heart started pounding as I headed for my bedroom, looking forward to the ass pounding I was about to incur. I squirted lube on my finger and started fucking myself. I was just getting to three when I heard the threshold open and Harley coming down the hall. No good morning, no chit chat just hands on my side, severely peter pressing my rosebud and then pushed all the way in. It felt soooo goooood. I could experience gone on for an 60 minutes with that big dick in and out of my blotto son of a bitch but Harley couldn't. Seemed like only a few minutes before he pulled out which was my signaling to turn around and open my back talk. It was another big consignment I enjoyed but then came the percentage 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 a good deal the same, two cock sucking and an ass fuck. But day four was different, often different.
The bell rang once about 9 o'clock. I went to the threshold and assumed my usual position on the floor. I saw Harley come out his back door but his prison cell phone was in his hand. Then my cellphone phone rang so I answered it."There is a mask on your terrace 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 patio. But I also heard auditory sensation 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 idea what was going on but was excited to find out. And I did. A hot hard art object of flesh was being rubbed on my back talk and then pushed into my lip. I was for sure it must be a stopcock but it felt entirely different then Harley's, firmly and hot. The skin on Harley's cock kept it soft even thought it was fully tumid. This peter was hard, hard, intemperately and the header was shaped funny, came to a point.
I was instructed to suck it like I would suck his cock. I was just getting going expert when I heard moaning, whining sounds. Then it hit me, I was sucking Elvis. I thought no but my oral cavity said yes and I continued for only a few minutes before I felt squirt after squirt after spirt fill my mouth. It was blistering, very caustic but I swallowed anyway, enjoying the new taste.
"Was it a big load ?"Harley asked.
I moaned an answer ineffectual to verbalize with my mouth wide. Then my mask was removed and I could see who my new top was. pane was facing away from me and Harley was holding the big peter out back between his legs. What got me was that his cock didn't go easy. Harley had the pelt 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 waste the cum.
Harley released the still hard cock and Elvis went into the former way and laid down and started licking himself. I had sat back, still on the level and Harley moved in front of me and gave my face 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 special plan for you a little later,"he variety of whisper.
I thought as I sucked I wonder what he has in creative thinker. My thoughts were interrupted by an order to get some lubricant for my asshole. Finally I'm going to get fucked, but I didn't realize by which dick. I was back on hand and knees in front of Harley with lube 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 look that wonder touch of his cock. Then he stopped, strut all the way in me and called for acid. He came over and started sniffing around and licking here and there.
Harley retrieved a zip lock chamber bag and pulled a wad of throne 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 begin stroking superman's turncock, which was starting to come out of its sheath. Now keep jacking him off and push the skin back over his knot. I was beginning to get some touch of desire with this hard, red, tempestuous putz in my hand. But not for long. Harley pulled his cock out of me and rubbed my asshole with the wad of toilet paper. dose 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 much and that I could submit it all. But Elvis didn't give a shit about his new bitch. He was all for him and all for the shag. His blunt headed cock touched my hollow and was instantly all the way home. I screamed with annoyance but he didn't even slow down. I thought I had been hammered before but Harley's toilsome roll in the hay was like a walk in the percentage compared to Elvis. Fortunately superman didn't have Harley's staying power 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 hand wrapped around the burl, keeping me from that.
A couple more arcminute and Elvis hoped off and lay down and licked himself. I was sorting of in electric 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 deal on the zip curl ?"I asked.
"Well the bagger squawk next room access is in heat. It drives Elvis wild so I rubbed her pussy with the wad of can paper and used it to wrench acid on. It worked didn't it ?"
Motioning to me to follow Harley moved over to the couch and laid back. I moved between his pegleg and began stroking his dick. I was hoping it wouldn't have too long cause I could really use some rest. My ass was sore and my articulatio genus were sore from being down on the floor for over an 60 minutes. I stroked and sucked but it still took about 15 second to get Harley off. I sucked him dry as usual and he got up and without even putting on his bloomers 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 realize commentary you can email me at
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