Date: Thu, 20 Apr 2000 23:33:31 EDT
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: Just being neighborly - Chap 7

WARNING!  This story contains graphic depictions of sexual
activity between consenting adult males.  If you are
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Just Being Neighborly.  -  Chapter 7


As I walked home the same questions kept revolving through
my mind. "What have you gotten yourself into, Peter?  What's
going to happen?  Where is this going to lead?"   Well,
tomorrow will be Saturday so maybe I'll be able to find some
time to talk to him.

When I came into the house, I found my wife on a recliner in
the family room.  "I'm glad to see you took my advice and
raised the leg.  Did you take any ibuprofen?"

"Yes.  It's better now.  You must have taken some walk.."

"Yeah. actually I walked all the way over to the park and
back.  It was such a nice night.. I just got carried away."

"Glad you enjoyed it.  Now could I trouble you for a cup of
tea?"

"Sure.  I'll make one for both of us."       . . . . . . .

The next morning I was back out working in the yard when my
wife came out and said, "I'll see you in a couple hours.
Gotta get my hair done and run a couple errands.  Want me to
bring anything back for you for lunch?  How about a sub?"

"Sounds fine.  Thanks.  See you when you later."

I watched the car until I saw her turn right at the corner
two blocks up, and started to put the rake down and head
toward John's.. but by the time I turned back around, guess
who was coming across the street!!  "I guess you were
watching..??"

"Yep.  Sure was.  I know you said last week that she went to
the hair dresser's on Saturdays, so I hung around and
waited.  You got much more to do out here?"

"No.. I was just using it as an excuse to be out here
myself.  Come on around back."

We walked around the side of the house to the back where I
have a hot tub and large deck.

"Wow," John said.  "Can I come over and use that sometime?"
he asked.

"Sure.  That'd be great to get in there with you..if no one
else is around.  Since there are no houses, only woods back
here, `alone' is fairly easy..especially at night in the
dark.  Sound promising?"

"Oh, yeah!"

"Wanna go in now?"

"I think we need to talk.."

"I was afraid of that.  but you're right.   so let's get a
soda and talk..   C'mon in."

As we went in the back door, he grabbed me by the waist and
pulled me to him.   I leaned back away from him and said: "I
know.. I want you too. but we really need to talk."

"It's just that when I'm this close to you, all I want to do
is hold you. to touch you.. to feel you up against me.  I
don't feel like talking.  I don't even know if I can carry
on a semi-intelligent conversation."

"Let's try.  Okay?"

"Okay.  Who's going to start?"

"I guess I will, `though I'm not too sure where to start or
what to start talking about.  I guess the issue is the old
`where do we go from here?' . and I'm not sure of the
answer.  I do know that I am more attracted to you than
anyone - or any man - that I have ever felt something for
before. but I also know that I do not intend to come
bounding out of any closet and tell my family `well you'll
just have to like it or lump it'.  I said before that I
don't wish to change that situation, and I haven't changed
my mind on that.   Okay?
The ball is in your court."

"I agree with everything you've said.  I'm not ready to go
riding off in the sunset either.  But I really believe that
I love you and I want to be with you however and whenever I
can."

"Then I guess we're reading from the same sheet of music.
We'll get together when we can, but you've got to recognize
that this is going to be one hell of a stress and strain on
us both.  We have to make sure that we keep our guards up
and not go making dumb mistakes - like we're trying to get
caught - and blow the whole thing.  .and we have to pace it,
so to speak.  We can't get together every day or night.
It's going to have to have a limit . unless we can find some
good excuse for being together `openly' so frequently.  For
the time being, anyway, we'll just have to rely on
opportunities like this."

"Okay.  I just hope it isn't too infrequent.  I don't know
how I'm going to handle seeing you walk by and not be able
to run out to you.but I guess I'll have to . for now."

"Fine.  The rules are set.  We both know how we feel and how
we feel about each other.  Now, let's sit down and stop
talking."   As I said this, I sat on the sofa, pulling him
down with me.  It didn't take a rocket scientist to know
what was going to happen next.  In about five seconds we had
become an entwined knot of arms and legs, and, just about as
quickly, rolled off the sofa onto the carpet and locked in a
passionate kiss.

He had ended up on his back, and I was lying on top of him,
grinding my lips and my groin into his.  I had my hands on
each side of his head to hold him to me, but slowly began to
move them down to his neck and shoulders.then to each arm,
feeling the strength of his muscles.  I was back in
heaven!!!

With a quick push on the floor, he reversed our positions
and I found myself looking up into his eyes.  Then he lifted
himself up to a kneeling position with his knees on each
side of my hips, and reached down to pull my shirt up and
over my head until it was free of my arms and he could throw
it over onto the sofa.  He crouched low over me and, holding
my shoulders, he bent forward and kissed my neck just below
my right ear.  Then he moved his lips up and over my lips,
stopping for only the briefest and lightest of kisses, and
up and over the tip and bridge of my nose to my forehead.
His lips then made a u-turn and he lightly kissed each of my
closed eyelids on the way back across my lips to my neck.

"Ooooohhhh, that's nice," was all I could utter.  My arms
and hands were flat on the floor, but now I raised them and
reached for the buttons on the front of his shirt.  He
lifted up so that I could reach them and I unbuttoned them
down to where the shirt disappeared below his jeans top and
belt.  I pulled the front of the shirt open and reached
inside around the edges of his back to pull him down to me
where I could get to those delicious nipples in there.
First I got my lips and then the edges of my teeth onto his
left one.  After a minute of sucking and nibbling there, I
moved my face across his chest, keeping my lips and nose in
touch with his skin and the mat of hair, until I could
service the right nipple as well.  Then I couldn't hold it
any more.. I began to lick and wash his entire chest with my
tongue.  I really, really wanted to taste him, so I did.

Now it was my turn.  Duplicating the move he had made only
minutes before, I pushed up from the floor and turned so
that he was how back on the floor and I was kneeling over
him.  I pulled at the bottom of his shirt until it came out
of the top of his jeans and I could throw it over to join
mine on the sofa.  Now I had his whole torso to work on.
.and I went to work like a man in a frenzy!!!  I couldn't
get enough of his taste.  Up and down and across his chest.
Onto his shoulders and neck, and, finally, back to his lips.
He opened his lips to allow my tongue to enter, then met and
matched my probing with his own.

I could also feel his other probe throbbing and jerking
against my own -- even through his jeans and my sweats.  I
ground myself closer against him and began to slowly move my
hips back and forth over his rock-hard manhood.  But I
wanted skin contact - not hampered by all that cloth in
between.   I raised up and reached for his belt buckle.

"Oh, yes!!" he hissed between clenched teeth.  "Open it up.
Get it out!"

I couldn't do much more than unbuckle and unsnap from the
position I was in, so I stood up all the way.  I moved
backwards to where I could remove his cross-trainers . he
wasn't wearing any socks . and then grabbed his jeans and
undershorts at the waistband and pulled.  He lifted his hips
to help but they only go so far down that way.so I moved
back between his feet, grabbed the cuffs and pulled.  That
time I had success!!  They were off. and joined the shirt.
My sweats, sneakers, and shorts followed quickly to the same
pile of clothes on the sofa.   As I stood there above him
looking down, I again had the urge to just taste him all
over.  So I decide that's what I was going to do.

I knelt down at the bottom of his feet and started at his
ankles (I'm not really into feet except to rub them), and
began to kiss and lap up the inside of his right calf.  I
stopped at the knee and went across to the left ankle and
made my way back up to that knee.   Then I pushed his legs
tightly together, straddled his feet on my knees, and
started to work my way up his thighs from side-to-side and
along the tops, until I reached the large ballsack resting
between the two. With my hands resting lightly on the
outside of each of his thighs, I lifted my head, opened my
mouth wide and enveloped as much of the twin orbs as I could
get.  I washed them lovingly with my tongue, and, as I did
so, I could feel the goose bumps breaking out on his legs.
I also felt the jerk and lift of his stiff manhood against
the front of my cheek and side of my nose.

I kept at this for another few minutes until he began to
moan and raise himself against me.  Then I slowly started to
continue my way upward, rasping the underside of that
throbbing rod with my tongue, feeling it respond with a
series of jerks and pulses, until I could touch the very tip
and its slit.  And, again, there was my reward waiting for
me..in the form of a shiny droplet of precum glistening and
stringing from the wet tip to a spot on his stomach just
above his navel.  Oh, how delicious it was!!  I reached up
with my right hand and lifted his steel-hard cock up until I
could cover the head with my lips, and slowly began my
descent over that satiny, heated pole.  I could feel the
passion filled veins as they moved across my lips, and again
it jerked and pulsed and I tasted another drop of its
nectar.

I began to bob my head up and down, using my tongue to wash
and stimulate every inch of it.especially around the
sensitive edge of that beautiful pink strawberry head.  I
was salivating like crazy and making it wetter and wetter as
I worked it.  I was still holding it in my right hand, down
at the very base, and slowly stroking it in time with my
head movements.  By this time my hand was also getting very
wet and slippery so I let loose and reached around behind me
and into the crack between my asscheeks transferring the
wetness to myself.  I did this several times to make sure it
was good and wet and ready, then I lifted up onto my knees,
reached back down to hold it pointing straight up, and sat
down over and onto that rigid staff.

There was a slight pain this time as it passed the lips of
my sphincter, but that was gone in less than a second as the
incredible pleasure took hold.  Slowly I lowered myself
further down onto that glorious sign post of his excitement,
until I finally felt the rough, wiry texture of his pubic
hairs against the bottom and back of my own ballsack.  As I
reached bottom, he groaned and said, "Oooooooohhh, damn!!
That feels so good!"

"You don't have half an inkling how good it feels!!"  I
whispered.  "You have no idea.."  I was alive with
sensation.  Again it was electrical.  I could feel him so
deep . but up . inside me.  As I slowly leaned forward and
lifted myself, I could feel as the head moved back down its
path toward those lips behind my balls.  Then I sat back
down and drove him home again.

Time and again I raised then lowered myself over him.  Soon
he began to lift his hips to me as I moved downward and
relaxed back to the floor as I lifted.  His hands reached up
and began to stroke the front of my thighs, matching my
motions.  A sudden thought crossed my mind - or at least
what was left of my ability to make conscious thought
patterns - "I wonder..??.."  So I reached down and pressed
my hand tightly into my stomach, and, sure enough, I could
feel him in there!!!  I could actually feel its movement as
I raised and lowered myself on that foot-long hot dog!!! The
images that were invoked blew my last nerve, and I started
to move faster.  I wanted to send him over the top and feel
him shoot his baby batter into me.  I wanted to feel that
sensation of hot lava again!  Would it be as good this way?
Or better?  I want to feel it.

He started to groan again and he was still matching his
thrusts to my movements.  I could hear the sound of his butt
thumping back down on the carpet each time I raised myself,
and feel him slam against me as he lifted to meet my
downward moves.  Faster and faster we began to move.  I
could sense him getting nearer and nearer to the edge.

"Ride `em cowboy!!!" I shouted.  "Bust that bronco!!"   In
my mind I was no longer in the saddle, but had moved up and
was riding the horn for all I was worth!!  My ass was being
rocketed and reamed and I was loving every moment and every
sensation.  I was going wild!!!  The muscles in the hot
glove of my fuck chute were gripping and pulling on him far
better than I could have done with hands or mouth.

His hands were flat on the floor to hold him in place and
give him leverage to respond.  His head was rolling back and
forth from side to side.  He was starting to gasp each
breath between moans and groans.  He was there!!!!  .and
then it happened!!!  He lunged upward even as I was moving
upward this time, and as we came down together to the floor,
he really, really came!!!!  And I felt it!  Like a hot
explosion he expelled his hot man juice into my guts.  Oh,
good god!!!  I felt the pulsing throbs as I pushed myself
down against him, even tighter, and moved my ass from side
to side to draw out every drop.  John had now moved his
hands up to grab hold of the top of my thighs and was
holding on to them tightly as he wiggled his ass under me,
emptying his reservoir of hot syrup down to the last drop.

Just as he was reaching the end of his eruption, I felt that
charge of electricity shooting down from my neck and up from
my feet to meet between my legs.  My breath caught in my
throat and I shot a load of silky white cum that left pearly
trails up and across his chest and shoulders and finally
puddled around his navel.  When I started to breathe again,
my whole body shuddered and shook for a moment, and I looked
down into his eyes.  What I saw there made my whole insides
feel as though they were tightening and twisting together,
and I leaned forward and touched my lips to his.

As we kissed, I could still feel him inside me, and I felt a
harmony and oneness with him.  The emotions were flowing in
every direction. I couldn't tell exactly what I felt.  I
just knew that I felt wonderful and wanted to share it with
him.  I moaned lightly to express those feelings to him and
he responded by reaching around me and pulling me closer to
him.

Then he moved his hands around in front and between us and
pushed me lightly away from him.  As our lips parted, he
looked at me and said: "I do love you, you know.."  The look
in his eyes told me the same, and I wanted so badly to say
it back to him, but it just wouldn't come out.. so I leaned
forward again and put my lips back onto his.

Then I lightly kissed his cheeks and his forehead and his
now closed eyes.  "I do love him" I thought to myself. "Why
can't I say it? .  It's that nightmare thing.  I can't do
this.  What can I do? .."

We were too attuned.  He sensed what was going on in my head
and said: "That's okay.  I know how you feel.  You don't
have to say anything." and pulled me back to his lips and
kissed me lovingly.

We lay there together.me on top of him.. and he still in me.
for another few minutes before he asked:  "How much longer
do we have before `someone' gets home?"

"Not long enough," I replied.  "Not anywhere near long
enough.but we still have probably a half-hour or so.so, roll
over."  With that I gripped him between my knees and rolled
to the side and onto my back, ending up with him on top of
me, and still in the saddle.  "So let's make the best of
it."

Slowly he began to thrust and pull, and I could feel him
starting to enlarge inside me.  "Oh, yes.  Do me, baby," I
growled.  "Feed me some more.  I want you to leave a gallon
of hot jizm up that chute.  Do me good.  Push that baby
maker all the way.  Let me feel how much you want me.
Ooooohhh, yessssss!"

That outdoor working life-style must really work to keep him
fit, because it was only a minute later that he was riding
me like he hadn't had a good piece in at least a month!!!
My legs were now wrapped around his ass with the ankles
locked together and I was being ass fucked by the expert!!!
As hard as I had ridden that pony before, that pony was now
riding me!!!  Sensation after sensation was erupting and
exploding inside me.  Different sensations than before.no
doubt changed by the change in positions.but ever
glorious!!!

I could feel the head of it. the length of it. as it drilled
ever deeper toward another lode.  The thrill of the feel of
his chest against mine.of his lips on my neck and shoulder
and mouth..of his groin against mine, slamming me into the
carpet and driving against the sweet spot of my prostate.  I
was climbing a rock wall to sheer ecstacy.  My finger tips
were imbedded in his back.  My legs were pulling him to me
on each downward thrust, releasing only a fraction to allow
him to pull back so he could again lunge himself onto and
into my desire-ridden loins.  Again and again he thrust
against me.  Again and again I pulled and pushed myself to
meet his driving force.  Harder and faster he pummeled my
very soul.  Again I had left all thought behind.  I only had
one goal.to drain him into me, to feel him leave his spore
deep inside.  Again my own passions were being transferred
to him and being returned a hundred-fold.

"Oh, god!!  Oh, shit!!  OOOOooooohhh, god!  Here it comes
again!!!  Here it comes!!!  Uuuunnnngghhh!!  It's cumming!
It's cumming!!  OOOOoooooooh, shit.yesssss!!!!"  This time
his thrust lifted me clear of the floor halfway up my back.
He grabbed my shoulders and pulled me down onto him for
every last possible inch of length and depth, and began to
buck.  Again I felt the jerk and pulse as his cockhead
expanded and started to unload.  Holy, shit!! Where did all
that come from???  I thought I emptied him before, but it
feels like he really is giving me a gallon..  Jerk. Pulse.
Throb. Spurt.  Again and again.  I lost count as he filled
me more and more.

This time I really did it.  I lay back, moaned, and started
to cry.  "Oh damn that was wonderful!  I can't get enough of
you.  I want you to do this to me every day.from now to
eternity.  What are we going to do?"

"Right now I think we better get dressed and get me out of
here.  or we won't ever be able to do it again."

"You're right. but I wish it didn't have to be.  I won't see
you now for a couple of days, and even then it might not be
alone, or we might not have an empty house to use."

"Don't forget. I still have that key to the clubhouse," he
said as he tucked in his shirt tail and pulled on his shoes.

"Hey, that's right.  I have a feeling that place is going to
get a lot more use that it has in a long, long time.
Quick.give me kiss and get out of here!"

We were still locked in our embrace when we heard the sound
of the car pulling into the driveway.   He pulled away
quickly and disappeared out the door and around to the far
side of the house.

I was sitting on the sofa reading my book when my wife
walked in.


(to be continued....)