Date: Sat, 12 Nov 2016 13:20:41 -0700
From: Rocky Hawkins <justwriting@soniq.org>
Subject: The Army Neighbor and Rocky

Author's Note:

This story is told as a fantasy, and I won't tell you that there is any
truth to it. But, as narrator and protagonist, I am not really that
creative. So, you can decide if I made it up or not...

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My name is Rocky. I am 12 years old, and I live in a small Wisconsin town.
It's 1992, and there is no internet or online anything, not really. So, as
any kid my age, I like to play Nintendo, skateboard, and I'm just learning
about sex.


I live in an apartment complex with just my mom. She is disabled, so
doesn't have a job. That means we live on government money - which also
means we are pretty dirt-poor. I don't have a lot, in the way of toys, or
friends. But, lately, the next door neighbor, Chuck, has been talking a lot
to my mom. They're not really dating, but I think he's trying to at least
get some action. I don't really care, but I certainly don't want to be
around when it happens.


Chuck has a son. His name is Doug. Doug is 19 or 20, and he's in the Army
reserves. He lives with Chuck, but is usually out or traveling or whatever.
I rarely see him. When I do, I am not sure what to talk to him about. We
don't have anything in common, and frankly, I'm shy. I think I may even be
gay, but at this age, I'm not really sure what that means. All I know is
that when I jerk off, I'm usually thinking about Doug. He's 6'2, muscular,
and blonde. I dont know much more, but I know that I want to see him naked.


Well, as I said, my mom and Chuck have been seeing more and more of each
other, and since we live next door, I often come home from school and just
go to Chuck's house. See, mom and Chuck usually mess around at our house,
and I don't want to be around that. Chuck gave me a key and told me that I
could play Doug's Nintendo anytime I wanted. So, I've been doing that for a
while now, and Chuck has been hanging out with mom more and more. I even
spent the night at Chucks a couple times, in Doug's room.


Well, today, I came home from school and Chuck was over. I told mom I was
going to go play Nintendo, and left them to whatever they were going to
do. I got to Doug's room, and was going to play like usual, when I realized
a bunch had changed. The bed was unmade, there were clothes lying
everywhere. Doug had been home. Curiosity got the best of me, and I started
to look at his stuff. His army clothes were piled on the floor, and his
regular clothes were shoved in the hamper. I could smell those man-smells
that come from guys when they work out. I told you, I was pretty sure I was
gay, and smells like that were hitting me in the right spot. I looked
through the piles, and found several pair of worn underwear, and even a
jock strap. I didn't know exactly why, but i was turned on like hell.


I quickly peeked out of the room to make sure no one was home, and closed
the door. I am only 5'1, and about 120 lbs. I have dirty brown hair, and no
body hair really. I was circumsized, so my dick is probably about 5" fully
hard. And it was fully hard right now. I wanted to jerk off so bad.


So far, I've only jerked off in my room at night, and always with lotion. I
didn't know another way, but I was aching to cum. I pulled down my pants,
and rubbed the jock strap against myself. it was working. My cock, now
rubbing on the fabric, was getting hotter by the moment. I could feel
myself ready, in less than 2 minutes! Before I could stop, I was cumming my
12 year old ounce of cum right into the cup of this jock strap.


Immediately, fear kicked in. What did I do! Doug is gonna kill me! Without
really thinking I knew I had to hide the evidence. I brought the cummy part
up to my face and slurped it into my mouth, trying to get as much off the
jock as I could. I kept checking my work, realizing that cum was tasting
pretty good.


There was still a stain on the front, but at least it was not covered in
cum. I hid it under the same pile of clothes, grabbed my skateboard, and
went riding. I had to get away.


I had been riding for a bit around the blocks, and no one was out to ride
along. To be honest, I was pretty bored. When it started to get dark, I had
pretty much forgotten about the jock and came back to Chucks. He always had
microwave meals, and I needed to do my homework.


When I got inside, Doug was home, on the couch. I stopped dead in my tracks
when I saw him. He was almost 100% naked, but.. he was wearing a jock. THE
jock. I mean, how many does a guy have?


I blushed immediately, but couldn't bring myself to move. I had never seen
him this naked before, and I couldn't stop staring.


"Dude, close the door." He said. He had the TV on, leaned back and flexing
his abs. I didn't know what to do, so I closed the door. The act of turning
to do that brokme the spell, and I went to the kitchen.


"How old are you, Rocky?" He called out to me.


"I'm 12."


"Come here, dude." He had the TV VCR on pause, so when I came back into the
room, he patted the couch.


"I think you're old enough... sit."


I sat next to him , and he hit play on the tv. Two guys were on the screen,
with a girl in the middle. They were all touching and grabbing and playing
around.. naked. I'd never seen porn before. I was getting hard again.


"So, this is pretty hot, right?" He said. I noticed he adjusted himself a
bit, and started to stare at me. He continued. "So, I popped this in
tonight to get my rocks off, and noticed that my jock was all wet. Any idea
what happened there, sport?"


My face went completely blank and all the blood left my body. I was so
scared at that moment. I could feel myself start to shake.


"Dude, take it easy," he said, putting his hand on my back. He grabbed his
crotch again, through his jock, and I got a glimpse of him. He was getting
hard. "Hey, I was 12 once too. But here's the thing. You can't be using my
shit without paying for it."


His hand slid up my back, resting at my neck. He slowly turned my head, so
I was facing his stretched legs and full jock.


"See the guys on that screen? You're gonna do what that blonde does. Just
watch."


He used his big hand to turn my head to the screen. I watched as the blonde
guy on TV pulled away from the girls breasts and on his knees, bent over
towards the other guy. With no words, the guy and girl were making out, but
the blonde... he put his mouth on the other guy's dick. For what felt like
hours, the blonde sucked on the guy's dick, until he turned around and let
the other guy slide the dick against his butt!


I couldn't stop watching, but Doug wasn't going to let me enjoy it for
long. He had since pulled his own dick out of the pouch, and was rubbing it
with his free hand.


"Do it, Rocky." he pushed on my neck and I was guided to his dick. "Open
your mouth, and suck on it.. watch your teeth."


I did as he said, with no complaint. I was very confused, but somehow it
felt right. He pushed me down until I gagged, but kept controlling my up
and down motion. I was drooling on him like crazy, and every time I choked
a bit, it seemed to make him moan.


"Rocky, get in my room. I need your hole. Take off your clothes." He lifted
me off his cock, and stood up. I went ahead of him, and when I got into the
bedroom, he closed the door and turned off the light. Only the lights from
the street outside gave any idea of this tall naked man in front of me.


He pulled off my shirt, and I always wore sweat pants, so they were off in
a second. I was naked in front of him, and he put his big hands on my
body. He touched me. Rubbed me. I could feel his heat all over me. I wanted
this. His big dick, probably just under 7", kept poking me in as he pulled
me into him, tussling my hair and feeling my butt. Without much warning, he
lifted me up, like a dad does to his son, and hugged me. he climbed onto
the bed, still holding me, and laid down on top of me.


It was then he began to kiss me. Like a real kiss. Hard, wet, deep french
kissing. His hands explored my body, and his finger kept pushing at my
butt. Within minutes, I could feel myself sliding my own hard dick against
his abs, but he kept pulling away, so I couldn't use him to jerk off.


He lisfted up, how his whole body towering over me. My legs were spread,
and he chuckled a bit.


"I know this makes you want to cum, Rock - but I need to be inside you
before that happens. You ready for this?"


He wasn't asking. In no time, I could hear a lotion bottle and smell the
scent of the cream. His hand wnet back to my butt, and the cool feeling of
the cream was tingly. His finger slid inside me without warning, and I
flexed. He stopped for a moment, and leaned down to kiss me again. It
worked, and I relaxed. HIs finger turned into two, and I could feel myself
all slippery.


He pulled my ankled to his chest, and my knees buckled. I could feel his
hand pull from my ass, and his large tip push against my hole.


"This will hurt at first, but I know you want this. You'll love it." With
that, he pushed the head in.


I gasped from the immediate pain and my whole body locked up. He stopped at
the tip, put his hand over my mouth, and whispered. "It will only hurt for
a second. Relax, baby..."


In another flash of pain, he pushed the whole length of himself in me. I
tried to scream. I tried to push him away.. It was too much... I could feel
myself being ripped open. I saw stars, but he wouldn't budge. He stayed
still, letting me scream into his hand. I could feel tears running on my
cheek, and yet he did nothing.


It was a long time before the pain subsided. I felt my hole relax, give way
to the invasion., and he still waited. My breathing was back to normal, and
he pulled his hand away from my mouth. I could feel him looking at me, and
he began to kiss me again.


With his mouth over mine, he began to move. His large cock was still deep
in me, and his motions were slow and steady. He pulled out an inch, then
back in. Then 2 inches, then back in. Soon, he was fucking me full strokes,
my legs still tight between our chests.


His own breathing got faster, and I could feel him get more urgent. He
pulled my legs apart, using my thighs to hold me in place with his hands.


"Rocky, You like this, don't you? You wanted this, didn't you?"  I couldn't
reply, but he was right. after the initial pain, this was incredible. His
thrusts began to feel like waves of pleasure.


"Go ahead dude... jerk your cock. Make yourself cum." I didn't think about
it. My hands, which to this point had been pushing him away, now flew to my
cock. I started to pull on my cock hard, but without lube, it was not as
good. On instinct, he spit into his hand, and wrapped in around my
cock. That was ALL it took, In less than 10 strokes, his monster hand on my
cock was making me shoot. I could feel the flood of my sperm squish on his
fist, and his own moans now rung in my ear.


"You got so fucking tight! I'm gonna cum dude! I'm gonna..." He tighed his
grip on my thighs, his cock pushed all the way back into my butt, and he
tensed up. I felt his cock pulse, again, and again.


After his pulsing stopped, he collapsed on top of me. He had cum inside me,
and my cum was all over his abs, his hand, and my own stomach. I couldn't
move; he kissed my neck, and put his cummy hand in my hair, stroking me
gently.


We didn't talk about it afterward. When he had the energy, he hopped to the
bathroom, turned on the shower, then came back to the room. Just as he had
before, he picked me up to his chest, and carried me into the bathroom.


Showering together was a silent but erotic thing. He soaped me up, cleaning
my cock and hole, even shampooing my hair. I tried to do the same, stroking
soap to his cock, but he flinched a bit, and I thought i was doing
something wrong.


"Dude, don't get me going again," was all he said. we rinsed off, and dried
on our own. He went back to the TV room and shut off the tape, which was
still playing. It had only been 30 minutes or so, but it was awesome.


Was I sore, Yes.


I slept on the couch that night, he took his own room. The next morning, I
had school and left before he was awake. When I got home, he had packed up
and was gone. It wasn't until I tried to play Nintendo again that I found a
not stuffed in the cartridge.


** Rocky, Had to go back to the base for some recumbent training. You're a
great kid, and I hope you got what you needed. If you ever want it again,
you know how to let me know. I left it in top drawer. Fill er' up.  -- Doug
**


In the top drawer of his nightstand was a jock, and something called
'KY'. I'll tell you this. The next time Doug came home, there wasn't a
clean part of that strap.




** Thank you for reading. Hit me up if you liked this story. I'll even show
you a picture of Doug if you'd like..



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