Date: Mon, 26 Jun 2000 10:23:07 EDT
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: Just Being Neighborly - Chap 16

WARNING!  This story contains graphic depictions of sexual
activity between consenting adult males.  If you are
offended by such material, read no further.   Also, if you
are under legal age, in a state or community where such
material is prohibited by law, or there is any other reason
you shouldn't be reading this.. Don't!

Oh yes, I should also tell you (again and again) that this
is a work of fiction and imagination and any resemblance to
any real life persons (other than myself) or actual events
is purely coincidental,  etc. etc.


Just Being Neighborly  --  Chap  16


. and we stayed like that, holding each other, until we
finally drifted off into sleep.

When the phone rang, it took me a minute to get myself
oriented and recognize that John and I were sleeping
together in the guest room and that it was the phone ringing
(thank goodness I had remembered to bring the cordless
handset with me earlier).  I pressed the `Talk' button and
cleared my throat.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hi, dear.  just wanted you to know we're here at the
hotel.  We're staying in Room 2434."

"Thanks. you said Room 2434?"

"Yep.  .we're just here long enough to use the facilities
and we're going out to dinner after the Met, so we won't be
back until late.  Has John come over yet?"

"Yes.he's here. we just finished eating.  I guess we'll find
some movie on HBO or whatever."

"That's good.  You know it was Julie's idea to have him stay
over.  I think she wants you to keep an eye on him. you
know. like he is less apt to get himself in trouble, if
you're watching him.   .don't know what `trouble' she thinks
he'd get into.but.  oh. she's coming out..  You guys have
fun.  Bye, now."

"Bye. you girls have fun too.  Talk to you later."

"I'll call when we get back to the hotel and let you know
we're safe and sound."

"Okay..  I guess that means you'll be calling back about
midnight or so..  Talk to you then.. bye."

When I pressed the `Off' button, I looked over at the clock.
It was only 7:15.

John was lying there quietly, and I had thought he was still
sleeping..but as I put the phone down, he looked over to me,
and said: "I guess that means we have lots of .uh, un-
interrupted.time until they call back.  Think we can figure
out a way to use it?"

"Maybe.  If we use our imaginations, I'm sure we can!"

"Well, right now I'm imagining you moving over here next to
me and letting me feel your hot body up against mine!  Then
we'll work on whatever comes up!  Okay?"

I moved over so that I was lying on my left side, up against
his right side, with my head on his shoulder and my right
arm over his chest.  With my right hand, I began to slowly
and lightly stroke his left arm from the shoulder down to
the elbow.  I could feel his muscles under the light brush
of hair on his upper arm.  It felt so wonderful!

Slowly I pulled my hand back toward me so that it was
resting on his chest and I could now feel the light mat of
hair between his nipples.  I rubbed it in a circular motion,
ending up at the bottom middle, and then slowly moved my
hand down over his navel and onto the treasure trail of
darker, coarser hair leading to the delightful bush of pubic
down guarding his manhood.

I turned my head up to look at his face.  He was motionless
-- just lying there with his eyes closed and a very tiny
smile on his lips.  He seemed to be enjoying it fully.  My
hand retreated back up its route to the hair on his chest,
then moved over to his left nipple and began to play there.

While my hand was entertaining his left nipple, I lifted my
head and bent over to bring my lips onto his right nip.  I
started to kiss it lightly.then opened my lips to let my
tongue start its journey around and over and around until I
could feel it like a hardened pencil eraser standing there.
The right nipple under my hand was also growing hard, so I
moved my right leg up and over his leg until my knee was
resting atop his pubic patch.

Sure enough.I could feel the enlarging sausage lifting up
between his legs and pulsing against the side and back of my
knee.  Something was definitely `about to come up'!  My own
hardening cock was already beginning to press into his thigh
where I was lying.

Slowly I began to move my knee - just a couple inches down,
then back up again.  He responded by opening his legs to
allow his rod to rise free from where it had been trapped
between them.  It pushed against the back of my knee.

I moved my hand back down his chest and again followed the
treasure trail to the pot of gold at its bottom.  It moved
around the shaft and down the inside of his thigh until I
could cup the twin orbs of his egg-sized cum factories.
Lightly I gripped them and pulled them loose from where they
were also trapped so I could lift them and roll them in my
hand.  The wiry hairs of his scrotum tickled my palm, and I
gripped tighter.

Lifting up, I rolled more toward him until I could raise my
head over his and dust his lips and chin with kisses.

Finally he stirred.reaching up to pull my head and lips back
to his and softly, but insistently, grind his lips against
mine in an increasingly passionate kiss.  I turned further
over him and slid my right hand under his left shoulder and
pulled myself onto him.  I felt his hardening manhood
pulsing between us and pushed my groin tighter against his.
We both began to make small throaty noises, expressing our
pleasure and desire for more.

I pulled my right hand out from under him and lightly
caressed his check and ear and then ran my fingers into his
hair.  The brushy, short hairs on the side tickled my
palm.and I only wanted him more and more.  My hips began to
rise and fall slowly of their own accord, grinding
themselves tighter against the hardened rod I could feel
below me.  I knew then just what I had to do!

Sliding myself down his body, I positioned my face directly
over that rock-hard jammer.  I reached over with my right
hand and lifted it up, then slowly began to lick the tip and
sides.  As I would come up the side to the head, I would run
my tongue around and around the rim and them up and into the
slit.  I would then close my lips and suck on the head and
slowly slide my lips down the shaft about three inches or
so.  After that I would pull back up, use my tongue on the
head, and lick my way down the other side.

I kept that up for a few minutes, then on one downward trip,
I just kept going until my tongue was down that side and
under the hairy purse hiding its twin treasures, heavy with
their load of man seed.  I lifted one and then the other
with my tongue, working my way side-to-side, back-and-forth
until I pushed forward and enveloped the right one with my
lips and warm mouth.  John groaned loudly.

He obviously liked that a lot!!  Well, if that's what he
liked, that was what I was going to do..and I sucked on the
one orb until his hips lifted off the bed.  Then I moved
over to the other and repeated my worship.  I only wished my
mouth was large enough to take them both at once!!!

After about five minutes of working on his balls, I started
my move back up the shaft to the head.  That's what I
wanted!!  I wanted his head and shaft in my mouth and down
my throat.  I wanted to work that lovely tool until it
jettisoned its liquid gift into me.  I went to work with a
renewed purpose!!  I was going to suck that boy dry!!!

I grabbed the base of his fuck monster with my right hand
and began to jack it as I closed my mouth over the head and
began to bob my head, sucking like a hoover gone wild!!  His
hips were bouncing off the bed and my head was going further
down each time!!  I was going to take as much of that 12
inches down my gullet as I could get without choking to
death!!  I have no idea how much of it I really swallowed,
but  it was a lot further than I ever got it before!!

The feel of his hard, hot prod in my mouth and throat was a
combination of soft, smooth, and hard.  I could feel the
soft outer skin moving back and forth - though only a
fraction of an inch - over the hardened shaft.  From time to
time it would pulse and jerk and I could taste the saltiness
of his pre-cum nectar as it flowed out of the slit.  The
whole length was warm to the touch of my lips and tongue.  I
wanted to swallow it all the way.

My mind was buzzing. I really didn't have any conscious
thoughts by this time except the overwhelming need to suck
as hard as I could and drive him into a frenzy!!  My head
was moving faster and faster.up and down, up and down.. My
lips were moving from however far down the shaft I could go,
up to the edge of the head, just under the rim, and then
back down.  my tongue was running races around and over
whatever it could grab.my cheeks were hollowed from the
suction inside. I felt as though I was trying to pull his
balls right up through the piss tube and out into my mouth.

His ass was bouncing up and down . his hands were clinched
into the bottom sheet.his head was rolling from side to
side.his moans had turned into a low, throaty growl..then
his hips stopped moving and I felt him arch his back.

The tops of his thighs went rigid under my forearms which
were resting there.  The growl stopped and a near roar
started deep inside his throat.  His hands came up and
grabbed my head on each side.  The head of his fleshy trowel
swelled until it became rock hard itself, his piss tube
became inflated and rigid.  Then there was a sudden intake
of breath...and it hit!!

"OOOOooooooooooohhhhhhh,  mmmmyyyyyyyy
ggggodddddddd!!!!!!!!"  He damned near shrieked!!!

I felt him jerk all over as his exploding cock spasmed and
the first shot careened straight into and down my throat.  I
quickly pulled my head up and began to suck on the head as
volley after volley of his lover's juice filled my mouth.  I
swallowed again and again, barely able to keep up with the
volume he was pumping out!

It ran out around the corners of my lips and began to flow
down the sides of his shaft, heading for the crack on each
side at the top of his legs.  I was moaning with each
mouthful.  I wanted more and more. I got more and more.  I
drank and drank until I thought there couldn't be any more,
but somehow it kept cumming . until I thought I couldn't
take any more.  Then it stopped.

He let loose of my head and lowered his ass back down to the
sheet and mattress.  I kept my mouth tight on the head and
my tongue searched the slit for more.   I was rewarded with
another few small boluses of his ball batter.

"Ooooooooooooohhhhhh, wheeeeeeee!  That was sensational!!
That was fucking incredible!!!  You never did that
before..what did you do??!!!!"

I lifted my head.. "just what I've been wanting to do for a
while.  I just wanted to give you something to remember me
by.  and I've been wanting to suck that thing dry for
weeks!!!  And I think, this time, I really did it!!!"

"WOW!!! And just what else might you be wanting to do?"

"You'll find that out..after you've had a little time to
recover!"

Then I bent back down and proceeded to use my tongue to
clean up everything that had `spilled' the few minutes
earlier.   The feel of his now somewhat softened cock was
interesting.  It reminded me of a very large, uncooked,
italian sauage.  It was both soft and firm.  I ran my lips
up and down its length as it rested over to its side above
his left thigh.  Every now and then it quivered slightly in
response to my touch, but it definitely needed a little rest
right now.   So did I.

I laid my head down on his stomach just above his pubic
patch, where I could look over the curls and see the limp
shaft as it came up out of the brush and lay over on its
side. and we both dozed off.

.......

It was about 10:30 when I again woke.this time to the feel
of John's hand caressing my head and his fingers running
through my hair.

"Hey, sleepy-head, you gonna let the whole night go to
waste?  I'm not.."

I opened my eyes and my head was exactly where it was when I
fell asleep.  I was still looking down along his abs and
over his pubic hairs toward what lay below.  Nothing had
really changed at this point.   I raised my head and turned
up so that I could put my head onto his shoulder and my
right hand could reach and stroke his chest and the patch of
hair that lay between his nipples.

This time he turned onto his right side to face me and then
lightly pushed me onto my back, reversing our positions.  He
leaned up over me and began to kiss all over my face,
finally landing on my lips with a light, but lingering,
kiss.

"My turn," he said simply, and kissed me again.

I could feel my cock begin to fill and rise in anticipation
of whatever he had in mind.

He began to work his way `south' with his lips and
tongue.down my neck and into where it meets the
collarbone.then on down to my right nipple.  After a little
play there - enough, of course, to set my pulse rate up
about 50 points - he moved his attention to the left nipple
and `kicked me up another notch'!  By now my back was
starting to arch - the lower areas beginning to demand some
of the sweet action.

It took him several more minutes to work his way on down
past my navel and then I felt the warmth of his breath
against my rock-hard, straining cock.  Then I gasped as his
hot mouth enveloped the head!!  "OOOOooooohhhh, yesssss!
It's definitely your `turn'!  ..So...keep turnin'!"


What he did to me for the next ten or fifteen minutes had me
climbing up the walls and running across the ceiling.  That
man has the most talented mouth and tongue I ever had the
pleasure to meet!  He would work the head with his lips and
tongue and then slowly slide down and back up the shaft,
rasping the underside and wrapping it each half-inch both
ways.  As he would feel it start to stiffen and swell just
before it was about to shoot its load, he would back-off and
start to wash my balls with his tongue, until he could tell
that it was cooled down enough to go back to work on the
`good part'.

He had me teetering on the edge a dozen times before I
finally couldn't handle it any more.  That time, as I got to
the precipice and he started to back off, I reached down and
grabbed the back of his head and held him in place.  "Oh,
no..not this time!!!  I can't take it again!  You gotta let
me go!!  Please!!!!"

He couldn't answer much more than to sort of nod his head
and make an "uumm hhhummm" sound.then he slid his lips back
down the shaft and drove it all the way to where I could
feel the entryway to his throat.  It only took a slight
swallowing movement of his throat muscles, and my back
arched a full foot off the bed and I exploded!!!

The only thing missing was the sound of a full orchestra
with cymbals and tympani!!  My body felt like someone had
just strapped me into "old sparky" and pulled the switch!!
A thousand volts of electricity shot through me from the top
of my head down to my feet.rebounding back up my legs into
the small of my back and into my balls!!  I usually don't
respond that well to a blow-job - even if done by an expert
- but this time `respond' is like calling the water coming
from a fire hose a `drip'!!

When the first shot drilled its way up the piss tube and out
the slit, it felt like it was white-hot!!  No pain.but damn!
I felt it every micrometer of the way.  It was like the
little fellows in it were bouncing off the sides in their
rush to freedom.  Little did they know they were going to be
`food chain' this time!

By the time the second volley was on its way, John had
backed off so that the head was back into his mouth and I
could feel his tongue wrap the end ready to catch it.  He
kept moving.  Between the movement of his lips, the
searching and pulling of his tongue, and his sucking and
swallowing, he was going to drain me completely (turn-about
really is fair play)..and if he didn't slow down, he'd
probably pull my balls and even my ear-drums out through the
slit!  Pump. Lap. Swirl. Pull. Over and over it went until I
became too sensitive to keep it up.

My arched and rigid body just went limp, and he followed me
down, never completely releasing his hold on me.  Slowly
then he backed off and turned back up towards me until he
could press his lips to mine.  All I could do was moan in
the back of my throat to tell him how wonderful it had been!

He moved his head back down onto my shoulder and we held
each other as we relaxed and enjoyed the after -glow.

We lay there that way for about ten minutes before John
raised his head and whispered in my ear:  "This is
wonderful!  I wish we could do this all the time..or, at
least, a lot more than we probably will be able to."

"Je suis d'accord," I replied, my college french suddenly
coming out.maybe it's that old association of french as a
romantic language(?).  "I do agree," I translated, "but it
sure won't be from not trying."

"Hey, you know the phone will probably be ringing in another
half-hour or so.saying `we're back at the hotel'.  Why don't
we hit the shower first?"

"I think we said something about that the last time I was
over at your house..let's go."

"Yeah, we did..but when we showered we were too exhausted to
do anything in there.looks like we may have a repeat."

"Well, I might. you just `cleaned my clock' pretty well and
I'm not as young as I used to be.. But I'll bet you might
find it in yourself to need some attention."

"Let's go find out."

He rolled back and kissed me again before we separated and
climbed out of the bed, heading for the bathroom.  I walked
behind him so I could watch that cute butt going down the
hall in front of me . I may have been pretty well drained,
but my eyes and imagination were still working!

That's when he looked back over his shoulder and said:
"Okay, Mister Peeping Tom, put your eyeballs back in your
head and get that sex-fiend look off your face!  It's your
ass that's going to be `up for grabs' in a few minutes."

"Promises, promises.." I replied.



(to be continued)

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