Date: Sun, 8 May 2011 21:30:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: John McDonald <madmax212542007@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Neighbor series - Chapter 10

This story contains graphic depiction of consensual sex between males
primarily over the age of 17.  If you take a very mature 17 year old and
match him with a semi-mature 19 year old, the playing field is pretty much
even, but I'm not a lawyer.

If activity of this nature offends you, why are you here?  If you are under
age, come back when you've achieved legal consent.  If you are a
holy-roller looking for sinners to "save", concentrate on your own life and
let others live theirs.  Any similarity between my characters and anybody
else is purely by coincidence.  There is a finite number of actions that
can occur when two humans get together; somewhere in the cosmos those
actions are going to overlap. Enjoy the story, and please offer comments to
the email address at the end of the chapter.


To the Nifty network: thank you, thank you, thank you for creating this
outlet for fledgling writers like myself.


The Neighbor - Chapter 10


Around two in the morning, Todd awoke from an extreme-sex-induced sleep.
He stretched and noted how his left leg was entwined with Ben's.  Also
prominent was his "third leg" pointing at the ceiling.  He leaned into
Ben's ear and whispered to the college man's subconscious.


"Ben, I'm hard as a rock.  Let me fuck YOUR ass now."


"Sure thing," he responded in a very sleepy tone of voice while lying on
his stomach.


Todd grabbed lube and a condom from the nightstand and began readying his
instructor. Ben barely stirred as Todd lubed his hole. After slipping on
the condom, Todd positioned himself between Ben's legs.  Bracing himself
with his arms on either side of Ben's waist, Todd aimed his throbbing pole
at the shapely butt beneath him.  With his receiver still, Todd had to find
the opening on his own.  He grasped his hardness just below the glans and
directed himself to Ben's pleasure threshold. Todd pushed downward and
easily slipped through Ben's ring.  The college stud reflexively arched
himself, raising his butt slightly.  Todd sank the rest of the way into him
and savored the moment of being spread-eagled on a hunky body while his
fuck pole was snuggly enclosed in a tight tunnel.


Ben pushed his ass upward and Todd responded by thrusting downward.  Todd
slipped his arms under Ben's and locked his hands behind his neck in a
full-Nelson hold.  Todd began a steady jabbing rhythm and soon felt his
body tensing up.  All of his body systems picked up speed as he increased
his lunges into Ben.  When the college man clenched his sphincter, that was
the point of ignition for Todd.  He shot four jets of cum into the condom
and dropped onto Ben's muscular back.  The two hot athletes slipped back
into a restful sleep in this position.  One or the other would awake about
hourly for the next four hours and initiate another round of sexual
acrobatics.


At six-thirty, both horny guys lapsed into a deep sleep that was later
disturbed by a knock on Ben's bedroom door.


"Ben, it's Marco.  Wake up!  Todd's friend is here to pick him up."


Both thoroughly fucked studs stretched and then the meaning of Marco's
words sank into Todd's brain.


"Holy shit!  I was supposed to be up and dressed and ready to go by noon.
What time is it? Twelve-thirty??!!  Oh fuck, I need to get cleaned up."


"Don't worry about it.  Hop in the shower and I'll put on a robe and go
entertain your friend."


Ben walked out of his room, scratching his head and yawning as he
approached Ricky, who was sitting on the living room couch.  Ben extended
his hand.


"I'm Ben.  I didn't get a chance to meet you yesterday."


Rick stood up.


"Todd seemed very anxious to see you, so I didn't want to intrude.  I'm
Rick, by the way."


"Pleased to meet you."


"So, where's Todd?"


"He's in the shower.  We had a late night and then we slept in."


Ricky raised his eyebrows and looked at Ben with suspicion.


"Hey, everything that went down was by mutual consent.  Your friend Todd is
tireless."


Ricky still just looked at Ben, saying nothing.


"Well, ummmmm, I'll see if Todd needs a towel or something........."


Ben retreated to his room and closed the door.  He dropped his robe on his
bed and walked into the adjoining bathroom.  After announcing his presence,
Ben got into the shower with Todd.


"How about one more round for the road?"


"Are you crazy?  As much as I'd like to, I'm not going to make my friend
wait in your living room while we suck or fuck."  "Well, it was worth a
try.  Let me at least scrub your back."


As they quickly scrubbed each other, they agreed to have the following
weekend together.  Ben would drive down on Friday evening and return Todd
to home on Sunday afternoon.  Before leaving the shower, Todd and Ben
shared a sloppy, lingering kiss.  Then Ben swatted Todd's ass.


"Go on, get out of here before I change my mind and have my way with you up
against the shower wall."


Todd grinned and left.  In the bedroom, he finished drying off and slipped
into clean clothes.  After packing his bag, he walked out into the living
room to an obviously impatient Ricky.


"Let's get out of here, Todd.  We should grab some lunch on the way home if
you're hungry."


"Yeah, I'm starving. Let's do it.  There's that roadside diner about thirty
minutes from here towards home."


For the next hour or so, except for engaging the waitress in the diner,
very little was said between the boys.  Finally Todd got tired of the
silence.


"Rick, what's up man?  You're awful quiet like something's bugging you."


"That's funny.  Last night, Shelly pretty much said the same thing to me."


"So what's up, Man?"


Ricky saw a rest stop up ahead and made a quick decision to pull off the
highway. When he parked and shut off the motor in the deserted parking lot,
he turned to his buddy.


"Remember Friday night at your place?  We got kind of close?"


"Of course I remember, Dude.  You're my best friend.  We shared something
few friends share without it turning into a gay orgy."


"Come on, don't make fun of it."


"I'm not.  I'm gay; you're not.  We kissed and we spooned.  Did you get
hard?"


"No."


"Well that proves it.


"Proves what?"


"That we have very strong feelings for each other without it being a sex
thing."


"Trouble is, I don't know if I'm jealous of Ben Fogel or not.  I really
wanted to rip his head off when made a snarky remark about how `tireless'
you were last night."


"He said that?"


"Yeah."


"Well, without giving up too much information, we did get pretty wild last
night."


"Please, I don't want to know."


"Are you sure?"


"Positive!"


"Then let me see if I can get an understanding of what's going on here."


Todd leaned in close to his friend and put a hand on his right thigh.  Rick
looked him square in the eye and didn't blink as Todd's face loomed closer.
Then Todd gave him a lip massage with Rick remaining absolutely still.
Todd pulled away, waiting for his friend to speak.


"What the fuck did you do that for?"


"To give you more proof."


"What??"


"Did you feel anything when I kissed you?"


"Nothing below the belt, if that's what you mean."


"Exactly.  You don't lust after me.  You just love me as a friend.  I like
kissing you, by the way."


"Shut up."


Ricky gave Todd a playful punch and then laughed.


"You're weird, Todd.  But I love you just the same."


"I have a feeling it may get a little more weird, and you've got to help
more than ever to keep me from outing myself."


"Why do you say that?"


"Before today, do you think I would have kissed you in your car?"


"I don't know.  Would you have?"


"I don't think so.  But after my night with Ben, I feel like super charged
up horny or something."


"You'll get over it.  I get that way when Shelly and I have sex."


"You two have sex with each other?"


"Why do you sound so surprised?  She's hot; I'm hot.  I know YOU think I'm
hot; you just kissed me, right?"


It was Todd's turn to laugh.  The tension now cleared, Todd and Rick
continued towards home.


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Carlos had awakened only briefly when Sam got up to leave earlier.  He
awoke again at noon and decided to take a hot shower, scrubbing himself
thoroughly from head to toe.  After that, he went to the kitchen and had a
bowl of Wheaties.  When he'd finished, he honestly felt like going back to
bed.


"That doctor fuckin' wore me OUT!  I don't remember any other time I've
felt so completely exhausted after sex.  I must be getting old or
something."


With that, Carlos did return to bed, deciding to sleep naked.  Since he
lived alone, he figured it made no difference.  As sleep overcame him,
Carlos began to dream about various sex encounters.  The strange thing was
how the face of his partner kept changing.  It started out as Jeff from his
prison days.  Then it changed to Brian, and Sam, and even the kid from
upstairs- Todd.  If you can wear yourself out in your sleep, Carlos was
getting it done.


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Brian's flight landed around three in the afternoon.  He toyed with the
idea of going straight over to Carlos' apartment, but decided against it.
Rather, he returned to his own place and unpacked.  Then he went through
all the mail that had accumulated in his absence. Several bills were due
within five days, and he still hadn't mastered banking online so he had to
get out his checkbook, pay the bills and get them into the mail.  By the
time he'd accomplished this, it was close to six o'clock.  He decided to
give Carlos a ring and then maybe go over to his apartment if an invitation
was made.


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Ricky and Todd pulled up to Todd's place around three.  Ricky had some last
minute school stuff to do, so he begged off on an invitation to come inside
for a soda.  Todd bounded up the stairs with his bag and found the front
door locked.  After fishing for his key, he went inside and noticed a note
on the kitchen table.


`Honey- one of the girls from the store is sick, so I'm covering for her
till closing.  If you have the time, would you fix the leaky faucet in
Mr. Pendarakis' bathroom?  Love you- Mom.'


Todd took his bag to his room.  For some reason he felt unusually full of
energy.  It had been a dynamite visit with Ben.  He was back on good terms
with his best friend.  He felt on top of the world.  After unpacking, he
grabbed his toolbox from the front closet and went downstairs to Apartment
A.  After ringing the doorbell several times, Todd decided to get a spare
key from upstairs.


"If the man wants his faucet to quit dripping, he won't mind if I let
myself into his apartment."


Todd unlocked the door and went inside.  On his way to the bathroom, Todd
had to pass Carlos' bedroom door.  What he saw caused his jaw to drop.  The
tenant lay naked on the bed with his massive cock pointing up at the
ceiling.  Carlos had one hand around his member and the other was working
his left nipple.


"Ahem.........Carlos?...............


Carlos was in such a sound sleep and having such an intense sex dream about
Brian, that he hadn't heard the door or the `ahem' that came from Todd.
Todd put the toolbox on the floor and crept closer to the bed.  He was
completely mesmerized by the sight of Carlos stroking himself.  Every
detail of his weekend with Ben flashed through his mind as he sat on the
edge of Carlos' bed.  Todd rubbed his package and licked his lips as he
continued to observe the hot stud.  The neighbor's pulsing pole drew Todd
in like a moth to a flame.  Closer and closer he got until the youth
touched his tongue to the tip of it. Carlos' precum was saltier than Ben's,
and Todd licked the head like the top of an ice cream cone.


In his sleep, Carlos moaned through a blowjob that Brian was giving him.
He put his hand on the back of Brian's neck and thrust up into him.  In
reality, Todd was gagging as the too large cock was forced into his throat.
The boy grabbed at Carlos' arm that held him in place, and finally roused
the man from his deep sleep.  As soon as the haze lifted, Carlos bolted
upright in his bed.


"What the fuck??!!! Todd!!! What are you doing in my bed??!!


After catching his breath, Todd answered him.


"I came down here to fix the leaky faucet you told my mom about.  I saw you
jacking yourself in your sleep, and I don't know what happened after that."


"You were licking me."


"Uh.....yeah, I know.  I.....uh.....couldn't help myself."


Remembering he was stark naked, Carlos grabbed a robe from the foot of the
bed and pulled it around himself and got up.


"Listen kid, as foxy as you are, you are still jail bait to me.  I'm not
interested in going back to prison.  Your freakin' uncle is my parole
officer!  Now I have to worry that he's gonna find out about this.  Oh
shit, why did you have to play with me like that?"


"No worries.  I'm not going to tell anybody if you don't........You think
I'm foxy?"


"Are you kidding?  If you were over eighteen, and NOT my parole officer's
nephew, I would have considered making a move on you."


"So you're gay, then."


"Yeah.  Looks like you are too."


"Maybe we could talk about it sometime.  And by the way, I'm turning
eighteen in June."


"Listen kid, could you just go fix the faucet and then go back upstairs?
Let me think about whether or not I want to talk to you about the gay life.
You have any experience yet?"


Todd grinned a sheepish smile.


"This weekend I had an awesome first experience.  When I saw you, it all
came flashing through my mind.  It kind of got me horned up."


"Well, you might want to be more careful about how you handle that."


"I suppose you're right.  I still want to talk to you about it, though."


"Talking can't hurt........so long as I'm awake when you start talking."


"I'm sorry, Carlos.  I won't pull anything like that again, I promise."


"Good man.  Now, go fix the leaking faucet please."


Todd took care of his original task, and Carlos closed and locked his
bedroom door.  Both gave considerable thought to what had just happened.
On Todd's side of the issue, he wondered if his attraction to Ben had
anything to do with `Ben the person'.  Was it all sex?  Was it the novelty
of everything they'd done together?  He had a whole week to figure that
out, and maybe he'd discuss it online with Ben in the meantime.


Carlos lay wide awake on his bed.  He had the very horny Sam Resnick in his
life now.  Brian Abrams was probably coming back into his life.  Now he had
a recently awakened teenager right upstairs.  What kind of turmoil was he
creating by considering all these possibilities?  In prison it had been
simple; there wasn't much to do besides sleep, eat, work out, do details
and hook up.  And everyone inside was on the same page.  On the `outside',
totally different story. Carlos easily imagined that Sam wouldn't care
about sharing; Brian would probably go berserk if they were not exclusive;
Todd would be best kept at arm's length, whether he turned eighteen or not.
Still, the kid had a very dynamic swimmer's build that caused more than
just a twitch in Carlos' loins.


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