Date: Fri, 15 Apr 2005 14:31:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Neighbor Man

The first time I saw him was the day we moved into our new house. He was
out in front of the house across the road doing what looked like weeding in
some flowerbeds. I guess I actually noticed him because he looks a lot like
Mr. Mayo, my 8th grade Science teacher at my old school. I had really liked
Mr. Mayo, and the way he made me feel all funny if he looked a certain way
at me, or even better, if he touched me. The tingly feelings he made me get
down there were the closest thing to sex I had ever experienced, and while
I wasn't sure why he gave me those feelings, I for sure liked it. I jacked
off lots thinking about Mr. Mayo touching me, and the new neighbor man
really reminded me of him.

I had just turned 14, and was pretty bummed about us moving away from all
of my friends to a place where I didn't know anybody. To make it even
worse, I had always lived in a pretty big city, and this place was pretty
much in the sticks, and a small town with just one high school, where I
would start my freshman year in the Fall. I know my Dad didn't really have
a choice in the transfer of his job, so I didn't actually whine too much
about it, but sucked it up, and figured it would all work out ok. As we
went back and forth carrying in boxes and furniture, I noticed the neighbor
man looking over, and at one point our eyes sort of met, and he gave me a
small wave, which I returned. I didn't see him the next day because I was
inside fixing up my new room pretty much all day.

On Monday I was out in front of the house by the road putting our name on
the mailbox, which was one of several in a row at the edge of the road. A
pickup truck rounded the corner, and pulled up at the mailboxes, and when I
looked up, I saw it was the neighbor man. He got out of his truck, and
walked up to another mailbox at the end of the row, and smiled at me. "Hi
there." He said, and I smiled back, answering, "Hey!" His eyes kind of
passed over me, and I felt myself blush, which is something I do a lot, and
I hate it! "Welcome to the neighborhood....my name is Jim, and I live over
there in the Gray house." He said, and stuck out his hand. I put my hand in
his, and said, "I'm David...and yea, I saw you over there when we were
moving stuff." He shook my hand, then, let go, and asked, "So, where did
you move from, David?" It was weird, cause all of a sudden I was feeling
that tingly thing down there again, just from his touching my hand, but I
answered, "From Fremont....my Dads job got transferred here." He smiled
again, and said, "Ah...Fremont....well...this small town will be an
adjustment for you, then. " I nodded, and kind of shrugged, saying,
"Yea...prolly so." He gathered up his mail, and closed his box, then
turned, and put his hand on my shoulder, giving it a little squeeze.
"Well...good meeting you David...and again, welcome." I nodded, really
feeling the tingle now, and I felt myself blushing again. He chuckled
softly, then walked to his truck, and drove up his driveway.

I stopped what I was doing, and took off for my house, practically running
down the hall to my room, my rock hard cock bouncing in front of me. In my
room, I jerked off my shorts and boxers, and flung myself onto my bed, my
hand grabbing my stiffy, and stroking it. "Oh man!" I thought to myself,
what is it that makes it get like this...like I just have to jack off or
explode, or something! My hand flew up and down my hard dick, and my hips
pumped into it, while my other hand tugged on my balls, until I blew, big
time, shooting cumm all over my tummy, and chest. I laid back, all puffing,
and sweating, feeling the tingles finally stop, as my dick went back to its
normal 4 inches.

I raised up my head, and looked down at myself, my smooth tummy all
splotted with cumm pools, and I giggled out loud when I saw I even got some
of it on my tee shirt. Man, I thought, like a year ago I just started
shooting, and now I was making like tons of the stuff...cool! I got my cum
rag out of the nightstand, and wiped up all of the goo, but not before I
scooped up some on my finger, and smelled it, before I licked it off. I had
been doing that lately, cause I sort of liked the taste of it, and how it
feels, like all warm, and slippery. It passed through my mind that if I
could make that much sperms, then I bet a man could really make lots of
it....a man like Mr. Mayo...or the neighbor man, Jim, maybe! Feeling
normal, again, I put my shorts back on, and went to finish the mailbox, the
quarter sized wet spot on my tee shirt making me giggle again.

While I finished doing the peel-and-stick letters on the mailbox, I was
picturing the neighbor man Jim in my head. He really did look a lot like
Mr. Mayo, just maybe a little bit older. Mr. Mayo was like in his middle
thirty's, and I was guessing Jim was like early forty's. Except for that,
they could have been brothers, actually, with the light brown, almost sandy
color hair, cut the same way even, pretty short, and with a side part. They
both had these really dark brown eyes, and like nice looking faces, and
smiles, handsome, I guess is the word. Jim was taller too, prolly like six
feet, cause my head had just come to his shoulder, and I was more eye to
eye with Mr. Mayo, and I'm like five feet, nine inches tall. I'm also
pretty much skinny, cause I only weigh like 125, which is totally weird,
cause I eat, like, all the time! My Mom calls me Grasshopper, and says I'm
all legs, and arms. Well...not ALL...but what does she know, right? My face
is sorta babyish, too, and lots of people think I'm younger, like 12 or
so. I kinda got this stupid acne thing going on now, too, mostly like small
spots on my cheeks. I hate that, but Mom says its just my age, and will go
away. Hope so, big time! The rest of me is pretty OK, I guess, except my
ribs show without my shirt on, and I don't have much of the hair thing
happening yet. I got a few sorta scraggly pubes starting to show up, and
some fuzz on my lower legs, but that's pretty much it. My tummy and chest
are totally hairless, and so are my underarms still. Like I said before, my
dick is pretty cool, I think, cause even though its pretty small all soft,
it gets like 4 inches all boned, which is how it is a lot of the time. I
really like how my balls look, all tight, and round, and like tucked up
under my dick, and I think my butt is pretty cute too, actually. Anyway, I
can't change what I've got, so I figured I might as well like it.

So for the next couple of days, I hung out, and rode my bike around the
neighborhood, checking things out. I spotted a few kids around my age, but
none of them paid any attention to me, so I didn't talk to any of them. I
saw Jim come home from work both days at pretty much the same time, like
3:30 or so, and figured that must be his normal schedule. He waved if he
saw me, but I didn't talk to him any more. Even from across the road,
though, seeing him gave me the tingles, and I jacked off a lot thinking
about him, or about Mr. Mayo. Sometimes I thought it was pretty weird how I
kind of perved on older dudes, but it was what gave me the best tingles and
cumms, so I didn't really let it bother me so much. I had even gotten into
checking out men's crotches if I was at a store, or other crowded
places. It gave me tingles if I got to see a bulge in their pants, cause I
knew it was their man cock making the lump, and I tried to picture in my
head how it would look naked. A couple of times, in a public bathroom, I
had been able to get a real look at some men's cocks, and it always made
mine go all stiff, big time. I think I would really like to check one out
sometime.

So this afternoon I was up on the road tossing my baseball up and catching
it, when Jim came home, and stopped at his mailbox. He smiled at me, and
said, "Hey, David...what's up?" I smiled , and said Hi back, my voice kind
of squeaking, like it does sometimes. Jim chuckled, and said, "Playing
catch with yourself, huh?" I blushed, and answered, "Yea...I haven't met
any new friends yet." He nodded, and replied, "Well, you will, I'm
sure...takes time...besides playing with yourself isn't all bad, you know."
Now I really blushed, big time, and wondered how he could tell that I did
that, a lot! "Hey David, I'd really like to toss a ball around, if you
want, I'll go get my glove." I grinned, and answered, "Awesome...that would
so rock!" He grinned, and slid into his truck, saying, "Be right down,
then." And he drove up his driveway.

In about five minutes, he walked down the driveway toward me. I felt the
tingle in my balls as I watched him come toward me. He had put on shorts
and a tee shirt, and I was checking out his strong, tan, legs, and
especially his crotch lump! Wow, I thought, he's packing, big time! Jim
walked by me, and ruffled my hair with his hand, saying, "Ok sport, I'll go
down here." And he walked a few yards away, turning to face me, and tapping
his glove. I smiled, and let my eyes drop to his crotch a minute, then
threw him the ball, starting our game of catch. We tossed the ball for like
a half hour or so, and decided it was getting too hot. "How about a nice
cold drink, Dude?" Jim asked me, and I nodded, saying, "Sounds good to me,
Jim!" He walked over to me, and gripped my shoulder, giving me the tingle
in a serious way, and told me, "That's quite the arm you have there,
Davie!" I blushed, and tingled some more, thinking that I sort of liked the
Davie thing. "You too!" I told him, and he smiled, then sort of pushed on
my shoulder, steering me into his driveway, and saying, "Come on up, and
I'll buy you that cold drink."

We went through a side door and into his kitchen. "Sit anywhere, Davie." He
told me, and I climbed up on a bar stool at the counter while he went to
the fridge, and peered inside. "Coke, Pepsi, or Ice Tea?" He asked, and I
asked for a Pepsi, which he retrieved, and set on the counter in front of
me. He reached into a high cupboard above me, giving me another chance to
look at his crotch, and I felt my dick get stiff when I saw the outline of
his man cock inside the stretched material of his shorts. I dropped my hand
in my lap, and tweaked it, hoping it didn't show too bad in my shorts. Jim
came down with a glass in his hand, and went back to the fridge for some
ice, then filled the glass with Tea. He walked over, and sat on a stool
next to me, his legs kind of spread, so that his crotch was bulging right
in front of me. I felt my face get all warm, and grabbed my Pepsi can, and
took a big gulp. "Hit's the spot, huh?" He said, and I nodded, saying, "For
sure!"

He asked me about my old town, and school, and stuff, and I blabbered a lot
more than I usually did, for some reason. He was just really cool for an
old guy, and I felt really good talking to him. Eventually it was getting
tmie for my Mom to get home, so I told him I'd better get going. We stood
up, and he put his hand on my shoulder, and I got the tingle in my balls
again. When we were talking, my dick had got all soft, but now, with the
tingle from his hand on me, I felt it growing again. I kind of turned, and
hurried to the door, so he wouldn't see me all tenting my shorts. He walked
right with me, still holding my shoulder, and reached around me to open the
door. As he stepped back, swinging the door, I had to turn sideways, and I
saw his eyes drop to my crotch, where my shorts were like all sticking out
from my hard-on! His eyes paused, and he smiled, then move his gaze up to
look in my eyes. "Cool!" He said, quietly, then, moved away, so I could go
through the door. My face was like burning, so I knew I was all blushing
big time, and I swear my dick got even harder as I brushed past
him. "Thanks, Davie," He said, "I really enjoyed that...all of it!" trying
to keep my back toward him, I smiled over my shoulder, and answered, "Me
too, Jim...seriously!" And I trotted down the driveway as he leaned on the
doorjamb watching me.

I flew inside the house, and ran to my room, furiously tugging my shorts
off, and jumping onto my bed, my hand grabbing my rock hard cock, and
stroking it in a blur! In maybe seven strokes, my cock jerked, and my cream
shot out of the end like 4 or 5 times, spraying all over my tummy, and
getting more on my pushed up tee shirt! Man, I puffed, that was sooo hot!!
He was actually scoping on my hard-on, I just know he was! I moved my
fingers to my soaked tummy, and slid them through the cumm pools there,
then shoved 2 slimy fingers inside my mouth, sucking them, and tasting the
bitter-sweet flavor of my cumm, and wondered if Jim's man-juice would taste
the same, or different. That got all kinds of pervy ideas going inside my
head, and all of a sudden I was all hard again, and grabbed my cock,
jacking another fast load from my balls! Whew, I thought after, 2 cumms in
what...ten minutes, maybe! Amazing...really, amazing! I settled my pounding
heart, and cleaned up all of my cumm, getting my shorts back on, to be
normal when Mom showed up.

A few weeks passed, and there were a few more games of catch with Jim after
he got home from work. He kept on calling me Davie, and I had got to where
I really liked that, and I also liked the way he always found a way to
touch me, too. I got lots of tingles just from being around him, but when
he actually touched me someplace, it was even better, just like it used to
be with Mr. Mayo.

We had finished our catch game, and were in Jim's house sitting on the sofa
with our soda's when he got a phone call, and went into his small office
room to talk. I was poking through some sports magazines he had on the
table, and I pulled open the table drawer, looking to see if he had any
more inside there. I let out a little gasp when I picked up a magazine from
the drawer, and turned it to look at the cover. It was porno magazine! My
dick went instantly stiff inside my shorts as I looked at the naked guy on
the cover, all stretched out on a rug by a fireplace, his hand wrapped
around this giant hard cock! I glanced real quick at Jim's office door, and
heard him still talking on the phone, so I flipped through the pages really
fast. There was all kinds of pictures of naked guys, all jacking on their
really big man cocks, and some even shooting tons of cumms all over! There
were even some pictures of 2 guys together, rubbing each others cocks, or
balls! My face felt so hot I thought it might actually catch fire, and my
hand went to grip my rock hard nail, rubbing it inside of my shorts. Man,
this was hot, stuff I had pictured maybe a million times when I jacked off,
and now I knew that Jim liked seeing it too! Awesome! I heard him saying
goodby on the phone, so I pushed the magazine back into the drawer, shut
it, and sat back on the sofa, trying to look normal, even though my heart
was all pounding in my chest, and my face felt all sweaty. He walked back
into the room, and when he got close to me, he stopped, and looked right at
my crotch, his eyes going kind of wide. I looked down, and freaked, when I
saw the front of my shorts sticking straight up where my hard-on pressed
into the cloth. Oh shit, I thought, busted, big time!

Jim came over, and sat down next to me, and I saw that his face was kind of
flushed, too. His eyes dropped into my protruding lap, then back up to meet
mine, and he said quietly, "looks like we might share another interest
besides baseball, Davie." I squirmed, and sort of bent forward, willing my
throbbing cock to shrink, to no avail. Jim smiled at me, and ruffled my
hair, making my hard-on jerk even more. "Don't sweat it, Sport, it's a
perfectly normal reaction....well...actually, maybe a bit more than normal,
looks like to me!" I pondered that a second, then realized he was referring
to the size of my tent, and I blushed even deeper, even though I felt sort
of proud about him saying that. "I'm guessing that you found my little
secret stash, right?" he asked me, and I looked at him, tears welling up in
my eyes, and answered with a nod of my head, then squeaked, "I'm really
sorry, Jim...I shouldn't have snooped in the drawer like that." He agreed
that I really should not have, then said, "But, it certainly looks like you
enjoyed...are enjoying... what you saw." And he smiled, nodding in the
direction of my pulsing crotch. I was actually starting to tremble, not so
much in shame, or fear, as in the almost undeniable urge, need, to jack
off, my prick was aching like a bad tooth, and my balls were literally
churning with the tingles! He leaned in a little, and slid his hand under
my tee shirt, rubbing his big hand over the skin of my back, and I jumped,
a moan escaping my throat. "It's cool, Davie, I really don't mind...look
all you want...its just very important that it be our private secrete...I'd
be in major trouble for letting you see that stuff, you understand?" I
nodded my head rapidly, and mumbled that I did understand, and that I'd
never tell anybody, not ever!

Still rubbing my back, he said softly, "Ok then, that's our deal...go ahead
and look, if you want to...I even have a lot more put away, if you really
like it." I was torn, wanting to literally jerk open the drawer, and pour
over the incredible pictures in serious detail, and at the same time
wanting to run home, and beat my aching dick within inches of its life! Jim
was still gently stroking my back up under my tee shirt, and he said
softly, again, "go ahead Davie...we can look at them together...it excites
me, too." I sucked in a deep breath, then exhaled, and slowly leaned
forward to open the drawer, and pick up the magazine with my shaking
hand. As soon as I focused on the hot picture on the cover, I moaned again,
and leaned back into the sofa, and began slowly turning the pages of the
magazine. I could feel the wetness leaking out of my rigid cock, and
shuddered slightly, as Jim scooted even closer to me, and dropped his and
onto my bare thigh. "Pretty hot dudes, huh Davie?" He asked me, and I
groaned a strange little sound, then muttered, "Uh huh!" Jim's hand moved
slowly against my leg, inching upward slightly, and my dick spasmed in my
stretched shorts. "You do this stuff with your cock too, Davie, right?" He
said softly, "All guys do...feels too good not to, right, Davie..?" He
said, almost whispering in my ear. I blushed furiously, but nodded, and
squeaked another "uh huh!" His hand moved onto my shorts now, and a little
bit in, toward my jumping cock, as he said in my ear, 'Yea...me too
Davie...best feeling there is...rubbing your nice, hard, cock!"

I turned the page, and gasped, as the picture of the two guys rubbing each
others raging hard-on came into view, and I felt Jim's warm breath at my
ear, as he said, "Oh man...now that's mega hot!" I nodded rapidly, and felt
more of my juice ooz from my leaking cock head, wetting my boxers.

Jim's lips were almost touching my ear, as he whispered, "Ever tried that
Davie...touching another guys cock, that way?" I rapidly shook my head no,
my wide eyes glued to the picture before me, and groaned loudly, as Jim
moved his hand into my lap, and wrapped his fingers around my aching
shaft. 'I love touching another guy this way, Davie...especially always
wanted to with a cute young guy like you...is it ok, Davie...please..?" He
asked, and I heard a slight tremble in his voice, as his grip tightened on
my drooling cock. "Oh God...oh man...yessss...!" I mumbled, star bursts
exploding around my eyes, and my heart hammering inside my chest, filling
my ears with a roar. "yesss....Oh....yessssss..!" I moaned, and dropped the
magazine, sinking further back into the sofa, giving myself up to the
incredible sensation of his hand on my dick. "Good Boy, Davie!" Jim
mumbled, and shifted, slipping his hand under the waist of my shorts and
boxers, gripping the searing flesh of my granite hard cock, and rubbing it
up and down. About three rubs up and down was all it took, and I let out a
groan that started somewhere in my toes, and ripped out of my throat, as my
balls exploded, my creamy cumm erupting from my jerking cock, spraying the
warm, slick, fluid everywhere, coating the inside of my boxers, and Jim's
pumping hand! "UNGggggg.....Aggggg...! I roared, and collapsed my limp body
against him, my heart feeling like it would just tear out of my chest!

Jim wrapped an arm around me, and pulled me close, his big hand rubbing at
my back, as he nuzzled my hair, and said, over and over,
"Davie...Davie...Davie....oh God...Davie!" We stayed like that for a while,
and I got my regular breathing back, and became aware of the soggy mess
inside my boxers as my prick shrunk, and settled against my slimy ball
sack. Jim slipped his hand out of my shorts, and chuckled, when he saw the
streaks of my cumm on the back of his hand. "Nice one, Davie-boy!" He
chuckled, and brought his slimed hand to his lips, and licked up all of the
errant streams of my juice. "Hmmm...!" He muttered, "Sweeeet!" I giggled,
remembering all of the times I had done, and said, the same thing after I
licked up some of my cumm.

After a bit, Jim got up, and went to the bathroom, returning with a wash
cloth, and towel. "That was a seriously primed pump, Davie-boy...better do
a little cleanup work." He sat on the coffee table, and motioned for me to
stand in front of him. He tugged at my shorts, and boxers, and pushed them
down my smooth legs, letting my soft cock flop out in front of him. I was
blushing head to foot, both from embarrassment, and from the lingering
flush of my excitement. Jim swabbed at my middle with the warm wash cloth,
then wiped my soaked ball sack, and my cock. "Very nice equipment there,
Davie...very nice, indeed!" He commented as he washed me, and I felt the
tingle jolt through my balls again, and gulped, as my cock started to swell
up again, growing full hard in his hands! Jim chuckled, and smiled up at
me, saying, "Oh yea...awesome...to be 14 again...always a hair trigger!" I
blushed, but thrust my hips forward and back, sliding my now hard prick in
his gripping hand, as another small groan escaped from my throat. Jim
dropped the cloth, and wrapped his fingers around my cock, stroking it, as
he looked up at me again, and asked, "You liked what I did before, Davie,
Right...?" I stared at his hand gripping my swollen meat, and nodded
rapidly, muttering, "For sure....big time!" He grinned, then said,
"Well....if you big time liked that...then...your going to LOVE this..!"
And he leaned forward, and engulfed my boy nail in his soft, warm, mouth!
"Aggggg....shit..!" I squealed, staggering a little, and grabbing handfuls
of his hair for balance. He moved his mouth on my aching cock, and my head
exploded, firing another string of bright stars past my wide open eyes!
:Ohhhhh....jeeze...whoa....!" I chanted, reeling from the myriad of
incredible sensations coursing through my young body as I experienced my
first ever sucking. I was going to die, no doubt about it, it felt soooo
good!

Jim moved his unbelievable mouth on me, sucking my already drooling cock
expertly, his hand moving under to cup and tug, at my balls, as my hands
gripped his hair, and my small hips bucked slightly, thrusting in to his
mouth. I was groaning loudly, and gasping for breath, totally lost in the
feelings, shocked, and delighted, all at the same time, to learn that
anything in the whole world could feel this good! Again it was too quick,
in spite of my very recent orgasm. The newness, and the incredible depth of
sensation, drove me off hook, and again my balls jerked up, and spewed
forth my creamy load, jetting several strong pulses into Jim's mouth, as he
kept right on sucking me, swallowing my emissions as fast as I produced
them! Totally spent, I stumbled, and Jim pulled back, releasing my still
leaking cock, and I fell backward onto the sofa, groaning, and gulping air!
Hi reached out, and ran his fingers lightly up and down my inner thighs,
sending more tingles through my drained balls. "Sweet, Davie-boy....yummy,
yummy...sweet!" He said, grinning, and smacking his lips loudly. I giggled,
and said, "Amazing...totally...freeking...amazing!"

(To Be Continued)

A young friend, and reader, asked me why I never did stories from the point
of view of the boy, as I generally tend to write from the adults pov. So,
my young friend, this is for you! It's also for all of the rest of you who
find it entertaining! Feel free to comment here, or, bobhook10@hotmail.com
....Thanks!