Date: Wed, 09 Feb 2000 16:22:00 +0300
From: Frank <sicnye@erols.com>
Subject: Sam's New Neighbor

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Sam's new Neighbor
By Sam

So, here I was in the spring after the summer that I had lost my lover and
good friend in an auto accident.  Somehow I managed to live the fall of the
year and the Holiday season in a semi-fog.  But the grim reaper was not
quite through with me yet.  A few days after the new year, I lost another
friend.  She was an elderly lady that lived across the street from me.

Over the years, `Eddie', short for Edith and I had worked in our gardens
together.  I would do the heavy stuff, turning over the ground and hauling
the plants from the nursery to our individual cars to our houses.  She
liked flowers and herbs, while I liked peppers and tomato plants.  As she
was an excellent cook, she liked my green peppers, and the hot ones that I
grew.

After her funeral, her daughter told me she was going to rent the house to
some friends of hers, and assured me that they were `nice' people.  I told
her that I hoped that new tenants would keep up her mothers' garden.

In the early spring, the new tenants moved in, and I was impressed.  The
female, who I learned from another neighbor was named Marlene and the guy
was Mark.  No one knew too much about them, but I was eager to find out.
Mark was a very good looking guy.  I would estimate his age to be about 30.
He was about 6' tall, and had a smooth well proportioned body.  His hair
was almost military style.  I could also see with the cut offs that he wore
one day contained something that I would very much like to get closer to.
But how.....?

I had my opportunity early in May.  I had raised some green pepper and hot
pepper plants in the basement, and had planted all that my small garden
could hold.  One day Marlene was sitting on her front steps reading the
newspaper, so I took advantage of the opportunity.  I took two of my pepper
plants that I had and headed for her house.

"Hi, my name is Sam, I live across the street and thought that maybe you
could use these in your garden", I said by way of introduction.  I also
explained the tradition that `Eddie' and I had followed.  "This is my way
to officially welcome the two of you to the neighborhood."

"Why thank you, Sam, that is very generous of you", Marlene replied.  "If
you want, I will plant them for you, since I have been working in the
garden all day already", I offered.  "That will be just fine, do you want
to come back to the garden", she said, with real enthusiasm, as she opened
the door and led me through the house to the garden.

I began to loosen the ground in her garden and add some special fertilizer
that is derived from crab shells to the soil.  Marlene was standing behind
me holding the two cups containing the pepper plants.  I was to dig the
hole and she would loosen them from the cups and hand them to me.  All the
sudden her phone rang.  "Shit, I better get that, be right back", she put
the plants on the ground behind me and went to answer the phone.  In a
minute or so, I heard the back door open and assumed that Marlene had
finished on the phone and re-joined me.  "OK, hand me the first plant", I
said to Marlene.  As I turned my head to the side to grab the plant, I saw
not Marlene, but a pair of tanned, hairy legs, it was Mark.

As I straightened to face him, Mark held out his hand and shook my soil
filled hand.  "Glad to meet you Sam, Marlene is still on the phone and she
asked me to help you out here."  Being less than 2 feet from this stud, my
heart began to race.  "I'm OK, Mark, I only have two plants to put in, but
if you want to, you can watch, so you will know how to plant them next
year.  I planted the pepper plants and wiped my dirty hands on a towel that
Mark had brought out for me.  "How about a nice cold glass of iced tea, for
all your work?", Mark asked.  "That will be great, can we go inside, it is
a little warm out here", I answered.

When we were in the kitchen seated at the table with our iced tea, Marlene
joined us.  She put her arm around Mark's neck and gave him a peck on the
cheek.  "So how is the farmer in the family?", she asked jokingly.  When I
saw how close they seemed to be, my heart sank, but with his answer, I was
renewed.  "OK sis, no peppers for you when they are ready to harvest", he
answered.  It was my turn to ask the BIG question.  "Are you brother and
sister, or what?", I asked.  Marlene spoke up.  "Yes, I am recently
divorced and Mark has never married, so we decided to stay here for awhile
and share expenses".

"Sam, I would like to learn how you grow these plants at home, would you
show me?", Mark asked.  My golden opportunity having arrived, my answer was
"Sure, do you want to come over to my house and take a look at my set up in
the basement?".  We then agreed meet at my house in an hour, to give me a
chance to set up the equipment needed for the germination, lighting and
planting process.  My cock was starting to get hard at the thought of
having this perfect specimen of manhood in my house, preferably in the
bedroom, but as we all know, these things do take time.

An hour later, Mark knocked on the door.  I invited him and to have a cold
beer.  He readily accepted.  While we sat my dining room table getting
better acquainted.  Mark was employed by the Gas and Electric Company as a
lineman, which accounts for the muscled body and great tan.  He told me he
loves the work, but the hours are rough.  They work an eight hour shift and
have a 4 hour stand by time, just like firemen.  That meant he worked four
full days a week and had three off.  I told him about my job with the
Federal Government, and before we both got too far into careers, Mark
looked around the house. "Wow, how did you get this much room?", Mark asked
when he noticed the extra room that I had added to the back of the house.
"You have not seen anything yet, come with me", I offered.  We proceeded
upstairs, where I had added another room, a modern, full bath, and outside
the door, a 14 foot deck.  "This is great, do you sit out much in the
sun?", Mark asked.  "Yes, in the early spring and late summer, other than
that I use it mostly in the evening to cook out after the sun goes down", I
answered.

"Hey, how about we have a picnic this weekend, I will supply the food, you
keep the cold beer handy", Mark suggested.  "Sounds good to me, the weather
looks good for Saturday, so how about we start at around noon", was my
immediate answer.  "We can chow down, enjoy the sun and the cold beer. " Do
you want to invite anyone along with you?", I asked.  "No, that would be
too much of an imposition, since this was my idea anyhow; let's just the
two of us enjoy the day", was Mark's, (Yes there is a God!), answer.  This
was Thursday, and my mind raced forward toward the weekend, I was in a
cloud.  "Hey, Sam, you are supposed to show me your set-up in the basement
for starting plants", Mark said to bring me out of my trance

"Yeah, OK, lets go, I even have a note pad here for you", was my dazed
reply.  So we headed for the basement.  After about a half hour, Mark
assured me that he had the system down to a science, so we headed back up
to the dining room.  Mark and I had one more beer together and he thanked
me for the lesson in home gardening.  He said that he had to get going for
the evening, as this was an early day for him, 3am wake up to do the early
shift.  We parted, promising each other that our picnic on Saturday would
be great.

As I counted the minutes until Saturday, I was sure to make everything
perfect.  I figured we would have a quick lunch, a few beers, and a joint
or two and enjoy the day in the sun.  Mark arrived just before noon,
dressed in a pair of cut offs and t shirt.  My quick look to his mid
section assured me that he was packed real tight.

We proceeded to the deck and popped a few tops on the beer.  We then
proceeded to have the best fried chicken and potato salad and other
goodies, all homemade, Mark assured me.  About 10 minutes later, Mark stood
up and slid his cut offs down, to reveal a paid or Speedos, color light
orange, which showed the outline of a real hunk of meat.  Mark moved his
recliner back to the lounging position, as my mouth really began to water.
I moved to my lounge chair and we just enjoyed the warm sunny day for a
bit.  I pretended to interest myself with the daily paper, while Mark just
lay back and relaxed.  I can not to this day tell what if any news stories
I had read.  My eyes were too busy watching Mark's hot meat rise and fall
with his steady breathing.

About half later, I had to ask, "Mark, do you indulge in the weed"?, I
asked.  He snapped back quickly , "Sure, do you have any?".  I said "Yes,
there just happens to be one in the bathroom, on the shelf, do you want to
have a `puff'"?  As we headed inside to the bathroom, Mark asked me if I
had a pair or Speedos or something, as he did not want to be the only one
dressed so in such revealing a suit.  I said, "Yes, I have a pair on under
my cut offs, I just forgot to take them off".  While we were in the
bathroom sharing the joint, I removed my cut offs.  "Yeah, that is better,
now I feel better", was Mark's statement when I did my mini-strip as he
puffed on the joint.

When we finished our joint, I headed out for the deck, while Mark stayed
behind to return some of his bladder stored beer to the toilet.  While on
the deck and through the screen door I heard the sound of him relieving
himself.  It sounded like a river, as he tried to take his pee through an
obvious hard on.  When he returned to the deck, he was definitely bigger
and harder.  I could hardly contain the urge to reach out and grab his big
cock.  But since we had not discussed the subject of whether or not he was
gay, I resisted the urge.

When he sat down in his lounge chair Mark asked me if I would mind rubbing
some oil on his lower back where he could not reach, as he wanted to turn
over and get some sun on his back. He also asked me if he could use one of
my towels from the bathroom, since he wanted to remove his Speedos and just
cover up his ass cheeks.  "Sure", I answered, "no problem at all".  Marked
returned to the bathroom to remove his Speedos and get a towel.  In the
meantime, my hands were shaking and my cock was starting to strain at my
own Speedos at the thought of having my fingers near this Adonis' family
jewels.

Mark returned and turned over in the lounge chair onto his stomach.  I took
the bottle of oil that he handed me and started to apply some to his lower
back to the parts that he could not reach himself.  I asked him if he
wanted some oil on his upper legs as well and he said "Yes, of course if
you do not mind getting that close to my backside".  I tried to make like
of the situation and said, "Look, if I want to be a smart ass, I could just
lift this towel and give the whole neighborhood and show, so you will just
have to trust me".

I put the oil on my hands and began to apply it to his upper legs.  I could
see the head of his cock when I lifted the towel briefly to apply oil to
his inner thighs.  While I was applying the oil, one of my fingers happened
to touch one of his huge balls.  "Oh, that felt good", Mark said when my
finger continued to give his ball a gentle rub. I got bolder and reached up
and cupped his cock head between my fingers.  "That felt even better", Mark
moaned, as his cock started to grow between my fingers.  "Oh, by the way,
Sam, I am gay and also have had my eye on you for awhile, so lets have a
good time today, OK?"  "That sounds good to me", I replied as I slid my
hand further and stroked his entire 7" cock a few times.

After I finished applying the oil to Mark, I returned to my recliner and we
made small talk for awhile.  Between the beer and the joint that we had,
both of us had fallen asleep for about an hour.  When I finally awoke, I
gave Mark a gentle shake to wake him and remind him where he was so that he
did not remove his towel too quickly and give me and all the neighbors a
show.

Mark turned onto his back on his lounge chair and even with the towel
covering him, I could see the raging hard on that he had.  "Hey, what say
we get out of this sun for a bit and go inside for awhile and clean up",
was my suggestion.  Mark agreed and we moved our beer and other stuff
inside.  I was in my bedroom getting some clean clothes to put on and was
about to head for the shower when Mark came into the room.  He was
completely naked.  Mark grabbed me by the shoulders and sat me down on the
bed.  He then moved his hands to remove my Speedos and stroke my growing
hard on.  All the while he began to kiss first my neck, then my lips, then
parted my lips and let his tongue have its way with mine.  I grabbed for
his hot piece of meat as we fell back onto the bed and kissed and hugged,
and felt each part of each other's bodies.

I finally made my was down to his midsection and took his hot and hard cock
into my mouth.  I worked his entire shaft completely down my throat and
continued so suck him for all that I was worth.  It did not take too long
before Mark was filling my mouth with his hot cum by what seemed by the
quart.  When his cock stopped quivering in my mouth and I swallowed all his
cum, I allowed his cock to exit my mouth.

"Now it is my turn", Mark said as he put himself in position to take my
pre-cum dripping cock into his mouth.  Mark was not a novice at cock
sucking himself.  He kept up his sucking and licking of my cock.  I saw him
beginning to get hard again and moved into a `69' position.  I returned his
cock to my throat just it had never been there before, and before long, he
was shooting another load of his love juice into my mouth.  At this time, I
started to shoot my load into his mouth.  I looked down and saw that he was
going to take it all and swallow it, and did not want to stop comming.
When our individual orgasms subsided, we just each lay back on the bed to
catch our breath.  It was my suggestion that we get a quick shower and
maybe grab a snack from our picnic supplies.  Sucking a big hot cock always
makes me hungry afterward.

While Mark relaxed for a bit, I went in to take a shower.  When I was
finished, I went into the bedroom to tell Mark that I was finished and he
could use the shower to get all the sun tan oil off him.  Mark was just
sitting up in the bed with a sheet over him covering another obvious hard
on.  I was still dripping from the shower, and with the air conditioner, it
was chilly in the room, so I hopped back into the bed with Mark.  I reached
down and grabbed Mark's cock and began to stoke it for him.  "Hold on a
minute", I said, "I think I have just what you need to help with that
swollen organ of yours."  I reached into my night stand and retrieved by
bottle of baby oil.  I then applied a generous amount to Mark's throbbing
cock and a like amount to my ass.

I moved down the bed so that I was facing Mark, moved my ass into position
over his cock and slowly impaled myself onto that waiting cock.  Ever so
slowly Mark's cock entered my ass.  When I could reach behind myself and
feel his balls up against my ass, I knew I had it all.  "Now", I said, "you
stay right where you are while we move together so that I am on my stomach
and you can plow my ass for all you are worth".  That suggestion was
received very well by Mark and he proceeded to ride my ass for about an
hour, shooting his hot cum into me at least four times.  I slowly beat my
own cock, but was eventually relieved of this job by Mark's hand.  After I
had cum into his hand twice, he gave a heavy sigh, and said "I gotta stop,
I have not fucked this much in a year".  He slid his semi hard cock out of
me and moved me around in the bed to give me a hot kiss.  Joking, I reached
down and grabbed him and said "Ready for some more"?  At this we both broke
up laughing.  "Don't you ever get enough?", he asked.  "Not when it is the
real thing", I answered.

Mark then went in and took his shower.  When he was all cleaned me, he
joined me in the living room where I had just sat down to relax.  We then
went to the kitchen to help ourselves to the leftover food that we had.
While we were eating I asked him if he wanted to do something together the
next day and he for the first time that day, fell ominously silent.

"Well, actually Sam, I have made plans for Sunday, but I am sure we can get
together later in the week if you want to", he answered after a long pause.
Since this was our first time together, I did not dare question his plans,
so just said "Sure, that is OK with me".

Somehow after that brief conversation, it seemed that Mark remained rather
quiet.  After we had eaten and had another few beers, Mark said that he was
going to go home for awhile.  He offered to help me clean up the dishes and
stuff, but I refused, telling him that I could take care of things.  Before
Mark left the house, he grabbed me in the kitchen and gave me a hug and
quick kiss.  "Thanks for a great day, Sam, lets be sure to keep in touch".
"Oh yes, lets do", I answered in my friendly (jealously sarcastic) way.  I
accompanied Mark to the front door for what in my heart felt would be the
last time.  "Take care now", Mark said as he headed across the street to
his house.

Oh, yes, I will until my last breath `Take Care', never to fall so hard so
fast for one person again.

***Oh no, dear readers, this Gothic romance is not going to end like the
last scene in "Gone with the Wind", with the sniveling bitch in the potato
field, Sam will rise from the ashes like the Phoenix.

Thanks for taking the time to enjoy my works of fiction.  Readers comments
are welcome to the author at Sicnye@erols.com