Date: Sat, 28 Dec 2002 20:22:06 -0600 From: Kory Diaz <shadowader43072@hotmail.com> Subject: Good Neighbour Carl Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you live, then please don't read it! Good Neighbour Carl by Kory Dias Disclaimer: The following story is a work of fiction. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you live, then please don't read it! My mom was all atwitter when we got a new neighbour next door. Like many newly divorced women, she was anxious to get back into he dating game, and when she got a look at Carl she went a little crazy. "He's so handsome," she said as we watched him from her second- floor bedroom. "And built, too; not that you care about any of this, dear." Of course I cared about it! I had my first gay experience the week I got to college, and I was damned interested in the handsome face and hunky body of our new neighbour. He was tall and tanned, with a shock of shaggy, gray hair. His moustache was neatly trimmed to match. I watched like a hawk as Carl vacuumed his swimming pool, eventually peeling off his shirt and working bare-chested in the hot Texas sun. He wasn't especially muscular, but he had a flat belly and a solid build that clearly indicated he was no couch potato. It wasn't long before I started getting a hard-on, so I left my mom to do her Peeping Thomasina routine while I sought the privacy of a shower. Instead of washing, though, I busily soaped my cock and fisted out a load while I fantasized about our new neighbour, Carl. That night, mom insisted that I accompany her while she took a bottle of wine and some flowers from our garden over to Carl's house. He was gracious and charming and, I was now quite certain, as gay as myself. He picked up on my signals, too, and we were secretly thrilled when mom called it a night. He walked us to the door and whispered when she was out of earshot: "Meet me by the pool at midnight." I counted the minutes until the appointed hour arrived, and when I sneaked next door I found Carl in the pool, naked! He whispered in the darkness, "No suits allowed, Marty." "Fine with me, man!" I hurriedly stripped and dove into the pool. I came up underneath Carl and quickly found myself in his strong arms. He was considerably bigger than me and held me tight while we ground our stiff dicks together. His big cock popped between my thighs and rubbed insistently; my hungry asshole twitched in response. It had been far too long since I had taken a dick up the ass, and I was more than a little anxious to get some meat from this red-hot daddy! Carl kissed me and then slipped underwater, surprising me when his hot mouth wrapped around my bulging pole. I thrust deep into his throat, trembling with every stroke as I imagined how his dick was going to feel up my butt. Carl finally came up for air, and I got a hint of what was to come when he worked his finger between my butt cheeks and began opening me up. Naturally, one finger led to another, and soon I was handling three thick fingers up my eager butthole. "Damn, that feels good," I sighed. "You know what's gonna feel a lot better, don't you, guy?" "Damned right!" I said, grabbing Carl's thick fuckstick and squeezing it hard. "This big piece of meat is gonna fit up my ass like a glove." "Let's do it!" he said. Before I knew it, Carl had gathered me into his arms and was carrying me out of the pool. I felt just like Scarlett O'Hara being swept up the steps the night she got hers from Rhett Butler. Carl took me directly up to his bedroom and laid me gently on his king-sized bed. It rippled once, slowly, before easing under our combined weight. Carl crawled on top of me, kissing me again, this time more ardently. His tongue was insistent in my mouth, intertwining with mine. I eagerly sucked on it and felt myself slipping further under the spell of this hunky, older man. I really liked the way his moustache rubbed against my own clean- shaven cheeks. Carl was making me quiver magically, from head to toe and everywhere in between! Carl's cock felt urgent between my legs as he humped, and my asshole twitched again in response. It was as if our bodies were sending silent signals to each other, as if we had magnets that were steadily, inevitably drawing his cock toward my hot, aching asshole. "You're really driving me crazy, Marty," he said, shuddering as his cockhead brushed against my asshole. "Good," I said. I trembled as he tried poking a dry finger up my butt. "Get some lube and I'll really drive you nuts!" He grabbed some grease from a bedside table. I lay there in wild anticipation as he hastily lubed his big cock and positioned himself between my legs. "Put it in for us, baby," he whispered in a husky voice, again showing his more sensitive side. "It's a deal!" I gasped. I grabbed Carl's throbbing cock and guided it to my twitching hole. This time when it rubbed against my well-greased pucker, Carl's knob popped in without hesitation. I shuddered and bit my lip at the initial sting that always accompanies a hard cock popping inside my butt. "You OK, guy?" Carl asked, concern evident in his deep voice. "I'm all right," I gasped. "I'll be even better when you give me another couple of inches of your big dick. I want every damned, stiff inch before you're through with me, stud!" "You'll get it, all right, baby! For sure!" Carl took a deep breath and put some weight behind his gentle thrusts. I managed to relax at just the right moment, and Carl's big dick pushed all the way inside of me. I gasped and grabbed him around his broad shoulders. Then I wrapped my legs around his trim waist, holding tight as Carl began pounding my butt in earnest. "Feel good, baby?" "Like I've died and gone to heaven!" I cried happily. "Damn, you really know how to fuck!" "So do you," he moaned, as I squeezed my asshole tight around his thrusting cock. "Fuck, Marty! It feels like your asshole is trying to milk the cum from my dick!" "That's exactly what I'm doing," I grinned, trembling excitedly as another wave of pure ecstasy rushed over me. "And your dick feels like you're trying to fuck the cum right out of me!" "Then let's go, son!" Carl plowed my ass so full of hot, hard meat that I figured I wouldn't be able to sit down for a week. But the truth is, I loved every thick, hard inch of him. Carl was an expert cocksman, fucking me every which way but loose before he finally triggered my load. "Ah, fuck! Ah, Carl! You're making me shoot, stud!" To my complete shock, I came without touching myself. This hot daddy had pounded my ass until the cum exploded out of me and splattered all over his hairy chest. At the same time, I felt Carl freezing deep inside of me for those wonderful seconds before his orgasm roared into my guts. He moaned, both of us savoring the emotions, and then he picked up the pace for six or seven quick, short thrusts. Carl's final thrust was amazing, ramming home so deep that it felt as if he was cramming his balls up into my stretched hole. While my asshole was being filled with Carl's hot, sticky cumload, I let loose another, only slightly smaller load between our sweaty, heaving stomachs! Carl, a mature, experienced stud, knew exactly what to do with a hungry, young ass like mine. He continued to show me every fucking chance we got! [Comments greatly appreciated at shadowader43072@hotmail.com.]