Date: Tue, 3 May 2005 07:32:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Neighbor Man (Part 10)

I pedaled my bike down the alley behind the old guys house, my hard dick
throbbing inside my snug shorts, and my balls all achy from not getting
cumms with the pool man. Oh man, I sure hope the old guy is home, I
thought, as I leaned my bike against his fence, and crawled through the
loose board, and into his back yard. I went up the steps to his back porch,
and felt my dick twitch, when I saw the door was open behind the
screen. Oh, cool, I thought to myself, if the doors open, he must be here!

Reaching the screen door, I called a hello, and smiled, when I heard noises
inside the house. "Yes...hello...who's there...?" He called, then, appeared
behind the screen. "Who...oh my...David...how nice!" He said, and smiled at
me, as he pushed open the screen door. I grinned up at him, and watched, as
his eyes traveled down the length of my body, and stopped dead, focused
fully on the serious tent poking out the crotch of my small shorts. "Oh
goodness!" He said, his smile growing wider, "That looks most
uncomfortable, indeed, young Davie!" I blushed, and giggled, mumbling, "Uh
huh...for sure!" He stepped back, and indicated I should come inside,
saying, "Well...that's certainly not good, Davie...come in, Son, and lets
see if old Herb can't help you out with that!" I quickly scooted through
the open doorway, my stiffy leading the way in a very obvious way!

The old man chuckled, and put a hand on my back, guiding me forward, toward
his living room. He settled into his large recliner chair, and steered me
to stand in front of him, his wrinkled hand coming forward, to close around
my rock hard nail, squeezing it gently. "Oh my, Davie!" He croaked, "How
did this extreme condition come about, I wonder?" I shuddered all over, his
touch giving me a zillion of the tingles, and he chuckled again, tugging at
the waistband of my shorts, and sliding them down my hairless legs, along
with my undies, so that my cock popped free, and slapped noisily against my
groin. The old dude sucked in a breath, his bleary eyes locking onto my
pulsing cock, and he again extended his wrinkled hand to run to his fingers
lightly over my cock head, causing me to groan out loud, then slid the
fingers down my swollen shaft, to cup my aching balls in his
hand. "Oh...Oh...man, Mister...that's nice!" I groaned, and he chuckled
again, his gray head nodding slightly. "You really must tell me,
Davie...such an incredible hard-on...what's gotten you so excited, Boy?" I
spread my legs wider, and he gently squeezed my ball sack, his stubby
fingers pushing my aching balls around. I groaned again, and sucked in air,
giggling a little, when I felt some juice ooz out from my dick slit.

He let go of my balls, and again wrapped his fist around my cock, and
stroked it up and down, saying, "Take off your shirt, Davie, and just put
your hands on top of your head, OK, Son?" At this point, I would have stood
on my freeking head, whatever, as long as he kept rubbing me, so I peeled
my tee shirt over my head, spread my legs wide, and put both hands on top
of my head. He sat back a little, and looked me over, a crooked smile on
his withered face, and sighed, "Lovely...just lovely, Davie...you are a
true delight in an old man's day, Son...but please, tell me how you came to
be so beautifully aroused?" I shuddered again, gritting my teeth to keep
from shooting my load, and quickly related the details of my recent event
in the locker room shower, and how the man and I were interrupted, and so I
didn't actually get off after all the way cool stuff he had done to me, so
I was just really extra horny right now. Old Herb stroked my aching cock
slowly the whole time I told him my story, and my juice was pretty much
leaking steady now, and he used his other hand to cup my balls again, and
said, "Oh gosh, Davie, that's terrible...all worked up that way, and forced
to just stop suddenly...you poor boy!" I nodded, and felt a shudder go
through my body, and sucked in more air.

Herb released my aching balls, and slid his hand between my spread legs, a
stubby finger digging inside my moist crack, and pressing on my little
hole. I groaned, and Herb asked, "Like that, Davie...did it feel good...the
man fingering your sweet little pussy...like...this...?" And his finger
slid through my tight ring, and slipped deep inside my butt, causing me to
groan, and press downward onto his thick finger. "Ummm...Oh...uh huh...!" I
croaked, and he chuckled, and moved his finger in and out of me while his
other hand kept lightly fingering my drooling cock. "Such a good lad,
Davie...you put spirit back in an old man's life, Son...!" He dug deeper
into me then, and I jumped a little, feeling a jolt of ouch, along with the
goodness, and he stopped. "Hurt some, Son?" He asked, and I mumbled,
"Little...it's cool though...I'm liking it lots!" He nodded, and slipped
his stubby finger out of me, then brought it up to my face, saying, "Be
better wet, Davie...open up, Son!" Oh wow, I thought, and opened my mouth,
then felt my saliva erupt, as herb slid his probing finger inside my mouth!
I tasted an odd, sorta bitter taste, on his finger, and slurped at it,
feeling a little weirded out at tasting my own butt flavor, but happily
sucked at the digit anyhow.

He pulled his finger back out, and quickly slid between my legs again, the
finger slipping easily inside of me once again. "Ummmm....Ahhhh...Uh
huuh...!" I moaned, and Herb chuckled, fingering my hot butt, and said, "Ah
yes...our Davie is most definitely a hot little pussy-boy...wonderful!" I
felt another tear of precumm ooz through my little slit, and he watched it,
then leaned in, and deftly slid my drooling cock inside his warm mouth,
sucking me, as his finger moved around inside me. "UnnGggg....!" I groaned,
and my hands dropped to grip his head, holding on, as he moved his mouth up
and down my granite hard boy cock. "OHHhhh.....Ohhhhh.....Aggggg...!" I
chanted. Flexing my butt against his probing finger, the white stars
floating all around my eyes. The old dude got this awesome rhythm going,
sucking, and fingering, me, and I was letting go a steady series of short
grunts, my balls sucking up tight, and twitching, in my tight sack. Herb's
finger passed over that sweet spot inside me, and I jerked, a deeper groan
coming from my throat. He hit it again, and again, and again, and I felt my
cock jerk, and thicken, then erupt, my cumms jetting strongly into the old
man's mouth, over, and over, as he swallowed every jet, my hands tight on
his head, and his finger still deep in my butt.

Finished with my intense cumms, I sagged at the knees, and Herb released my
spent cock, his finger slipping out of my stretched hole with a popping
sound. He sat back in his big chair, and pulled me onto his lap, his arms
going around my naked, shaking body, as I leaned into him. "Ah,
Davie....Davie....such a sweet tasting boy....wonderful, Son...just
wonderful!" I squeezed the old dude in my arms, and nodded, saying, "For
sure...wonderful...is...soooo...right!" He sighed deeply then, and we were
quiet for a while, before I had to dress, and head for home. Wow, I
thought, 3:00 o'clock, already...almost time for Jim to be getting home! I
grinned, the whole time I pedaled my bike home, thinking about Jim, now,
and what cool stuff me and him might get to do next!

(To Be Continued)
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