Date: Tue, 22 Jul 2008 19:39:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: tague michaels <tagmichaels@gmail.com>
Subject: A Very Neighborly Boy

Another story of a man and a boy. None of it is true at all except that I
do in fact have a teenage boy living next door. I barely know him but
wouldn't mind getting more acquainted although that isn't too likely.
Anyhow, the story has got sex in it so if you shouldn't be here for any
reason at all then perhaps you should go.
As always, N-joi
Hugs
Tag_m


I'd been living next to Jamie for almost three years and had been
interested in him since the first time I saw him. Our houses sat next
each other at the end of a private road and were surrounded by woods all
across the backs and both sides of our homes while across the blacktopped
road was a chunk of empty property that was overrun with blackberry
bushes. There were other houses at the beginning of the road where it
came off the county road but nothing within three hundred yards and we
two at the end of the road were totally out of sight from the others.
There were two smaller towns within ten minutes and the city was only
twenty minutes away so really it was the best of both worlds.

Jamie lived with his mother, an older sister that had graduated from high
school the year before and a younger sister who was probably about
eleven, maybe twelve. Jamie was fourteen going on fifteen, a strapping
young lad who was into sports and all that sort of stuff. About five
seven he was built well enough, not skinny or really buffed out defined.
His face was a little on the long side, smooth as a baby's ass with a
smattering of freckles around his nose when he was in the sun, like he
had been for the past 2 months. His hair, kept short for the summer, was
a dark blond or light brown, depending on your point of view with bangs
that fell short of his matching thick brows and large doe brown eyes. He
was cutie and when I saw him bouncing around the yard in sport shorts and
no shirt I wanted to go tackle him and go over every inch of his young
stud body with my tongue and lips.

Jamie had done some yard work for me from time to time, knew I was gay
but didn't seem to care much one way or the other about that. He'd felt
comfortable enough around me to ask some basic questions but never gave
off any vibes that he was interested in anything other than information.

Our houses were separated by a wooden fence, one of those kind with 1x4
slats alternating on each side of the 2x4 frame and offering very narrow
cracks so you could kinda sorta see what was on the other side but not
really. Their house was set back farther than mine, staggered if you
will, so while the fence was a border for my back yard it ran the length
of their whole house and driveway.

Over the Winter Jamie's parents had done some remodeling on the two car
garage and made it into an exercise room for the family and a bedroom for
Jamie. Shortly after it was finished his parents split up. There wasn't a
bathroom out there nor was there a door leading directly into the house
from the garage so Jamie had to traverse the distance from garage door to
the entry way in the elements, which didn't seem to bother the boy
especially during the past few months when it had gotten warmer. It was
during those traversals that I got my first glimpses of what the boy
might have to offer.

I had a large deck across the back of my home that was high enough to see
over the fence into the back of Jamie's yard as well as the side of the
house where the entry ways were. Many a night there was a light on in his
garage room and I'd been tempted to sneak on over see if I might catch
the young stud jacking off or even just plain naked. I didn't of course
as one never knew when someone was going to come out of the house to go
out and use the exercise portion of the large room but aside from that I
didn't need to.

As I said, our properties were staggered and weren't platted out on a
straight line and mine extended out beyond our mutual fence line so if I
was standing at that side of my property line I had a view of the entire
side of the house starting with the double garage doors and extending
into their back yard. I had a great deal of plants and trees that needed
watering and I generally did it in the morning before the sun too high.

I was watering some pots on my deck one morning when I heard the house
door close and glancing over the fence saw Jamie come around the corner
from the entryway headed toward his room. Wearing only boxers, he was
totally unaware that I saw him as he walked the sidewalk for twenty feet
before going inside again. I wasn't close enough to see where his bounce
was at but still it was a nice sight. About ten minutes later I was
watering in the gardens at the side of the house, the one that allowed me
to see into their yard, when he came back out, wearing white cotton
briefs. I admired his slender tight ass until he went back around the
corner and, given the noise of a door closing, into the house. He came
out a few minutes later and saw me watering where our two properties met.
He waved and started across the small gravel area where they parked their
cars, heading in my direction.

"Looks like its pretty warm for you too Eric," he said. I tended to do a
fair amount of my morning watering in boxers and a long t-shirt. Jamie's
mom Ellen was long gone for work, his older sister Heather was doing a
summer camp job and the youngest girl, Samantha, spent many of the days
during the summer with friends, her mother dropping her off on the way to
work.

"Yeah," I responded as I soaked the ground around my Hydrangea bushes. I
was wearing sun glasses so when I turned my head to talk to him I could
check out his package without him actually knowing that I was. I did, and
what a package it was. The boy most assuredly filled out a pair briefs
very nicely indeed, the tube of his dick pointed to his left hip and his
balls made a healthy pouch beneath it. Although I'd noticed it before, I
became more aware of the smattering of light brown hair that covered his
calves but that was the only place it was, none of if sneaking out the
legs of his briefs or on his lower belly between the waistline and his
flat belly button.

"Glad I live in what passes for country where nobody can see me wandering
around like this," I said.

"Yeah I know what you mean," he said with an award winning smile as he
put his arms out at his sides in the "look at me" gesture. "Well, except
you can see me, obviously, but that's okay." I nodded my head and told
him I felt the same way; that I wasn't too concerned if he saw me in my
boxers and at that he looked briefly at my crotch, but only briefly.

"Well I gotta go lift so I'll talk to you later," he said and headed back
toward the house. I stared at his ass the entire time he walked away from
me, wishing I could bury my tongue into the crack that was barely visible
through the fabric of his briefs. Fuck that kid was hot.

In the building of the various gardens around my house I'd decided to
utilize the rocks that were already there however I needed more, rocks
that is, because there were other areas that I wanted to work on and I
wanted some consistency in my work. I'd noticed a pile of rocks up
against Ellen's side of the fence and asked her one day if she had an
affinity for them. She smiled and shook her head.

"Take all you want Eric I'm glad to get rid of them." I'd already gotten
a few wheel barrow loads, tending to do it earlier in the morning before
it got to hot. So there I was about seven thirty a few mornings later
standing and contemplating the pile, deciding which one I wanted to take.
I heard Jamie's door open then close and of course I looked in that
direction. Imagine my surprise and delight as the young teen came around
the corner stark naked. He had a towel at his head and was ruffling it,
obviously drying his hair. His head was pointed toward the sidewalk so he
could see where he was going and had no idea that I was standing there.

Wait, correction, it's quite possible that he did know I was there and
did it on purpose but I wasn't even contemplating that at the moment. I
was too busy contemplating the seven plus inches of thick teenage cock
that was swaying as he walked. I was less than twenty five feet from him
so my view of him was just short of incredible. His balls looked to match
his cock, a set of heavy eggs that hung low between his thighs, the sac
beginning to get furry at the top. His pubic hair was a dark brown nest
of curls that hadn't yet encroached into the creases of his pubic bone,
but made a nice thick patch at the base of his boyhood pride and joy. I'd
said before that his body was good but seeing him fully naked put him in
the God category in my estimation.

Just before he got to his door he looked up, taking the towel from his
head, and saw me standing about fifteen feet away and all but staring. He
moved it to cover himself up but didn't make much of an effort to go
inside his room.

"A little late for that doncha think?' I asked with a grin. "Besides, you
got no reason to hide anything," I said. He smiled back at me, tossed the
towel over his shoulder and let his hands fall to his side and continued
down the sidewalk in my direction, stopping at his driveway a mere ten
feet from me. From that close it was all I could do not to get hard and I
was beginning to fail the test.

"Do you really mean that Eric," he asked, "Do I have an okay body?"
Typical boy.

"Jamie you are a spectacular specimen of boyhood, trust me."

"I dunno, I think my butt is too skinny." At that statement he turned so
that his ass was pointed at me then turned his head to look over his
shoulder and down at what I considered a perfect butt. If the kid had
more than a thirty inch waist I'd a been surprised. The globes arched out
from his lower back enough that there was no way he could ever be called
a flat ass but he wasn't a fat butt either. The dusky crack that
separated those pale orbs hid his inner core and if given a chance I'd
peel those globs of muscle and fat wide open and go to town, first with
my tongue then with my own seven and three quarters inches of cock.

"No way Jamie, it's as perfect as the rest of your body," I told him. He
turned back to face me, said thanks then see ya later and headed off to
his room and once again I ogled the boy's ass as he walked away. Just
before going through the door he looked back and saw me watching him,
smiled and waved then went inside.

Jamie and I had similar encounters about four times a week over the next
couple of weeks. It seemed like he may have been timing his showers to
coincide with my watering schedule. Sometimes he was in underwear and
sometimes nothing at all, the later becoming increasingly more frequent.
On those days he would simply walk right up and chat for a few minutes as
though nothing at all was out of the ordinary. It reminded me of a nude
beach I'd frequented when I lived on Maui, the just standing around
talking to someone as though being naked was normal. Once when we were
talking, Jamie naked as the day he was born, he asked if I ever wandered
naked on my property. I told him I did but only when it was dark or I was
sure that no one was home at his house.

"There's no one home now except me," he informed me. I told him I was
aware of that considering I was standing there looking at his magnificent
torso. He laughed, thanked me then said,

"Well that doesn't seem fair. I mean, you've seen me naked a hundred
times." It was only about eight but who was counting.

"So you want to see me naked, is that what you're telling me?" I said in
a slightly teasing voice.

"Maybe," he said then walked off toward his room. "Maybe tomorrow you
could try it Eric. It's easy, honest," he said over his shoulder as he
wiggled his ass. The boy was leading me somewhere, that was pretty clear,
but I wondered what he was angling for. I suppose sex would have been the
ultimate guess, sex being any number of things but most likely a blow job
from me to him.

"We'll see but don't count on it," I called after him.

The next morning I saw him leave his room to go into the house. I was
standing on my deck and he saw me and waved. He was wearing boxers. He
seemed to take longer this time and of course I wondered if he was
jigging himself in the shower, or bath, and wished I could be there to
watch that. I had been fortunate enough to watch any number of boys love
themselves over my fifteen or sixteen years as a sexually mature male. It
started when I was twelve, the mutual jack off sessions with other boys
and continued on into adulthood. I was an English teacher in middle
school and had because health and sex ed had been a minor in college I'd
gotten saddled with those classes as well. It was amazing the questions
that boys would ask me when no one else was around. I can't even count
the number of boys who felt they needed some validation or another about
their anatomy, undoing their pants and tugging them down enough for me to
see everything they had.

"Am I big enough for my age Mr. Carlson?" "What's this dark spot on my
penis Mr. Carlson?" "When you masturbate do you hold it like this, or
like this Mr. Carlson?" "Will you look at my sperm and tell me if it's
okay Mr. Carlson" or "do I make enough," or "what happens if you eat
sperm." The questions go on and on. I think one of the best was "How can
I make my penis smaller Mr. Carlson, it's embarrassing." This came from a
short and skinny thirteen year old boy named Justin who was sporting a
solid eight inches of thick cock. I'd told him that he'd grow into it but
meanwhile he could take lots of cold showers. He said he tried that and
it didn't work very well. The boy turned out to be my paper boy a year
later and one night when he was collecting he chose to inform me that
what I'd told him didn't work. He then dropped his jeans in my living
room to show me nine and a quarter inches of boy cock.

"Feel the weight of it," Justin told me. I was reluctant of course but he
insisted, going to my door and locking it then returning. He shoved his
jeans and underwear to his knees in of me as I sat in my arm chair. I
hefted the thing which started to grow immediately. The boy didn't move
so I didn't stop and in a minute the monstrous tube was at full stand. I
slowly stroked him and the boy sighed as pleasure tore though his
fourteen year old body.

"You're not gonna believe it when I cum Mr. Carlson," he said so I took
that as an invitation and stood up, turned him away from me, and reached
around him. He leaned back against me, his head resting against my
shoulder, and I draped an arm around his chest. His ass wiggling against
my crotch managed to get me to bone up fairly quickly and once he knew I
was hard he rubbed against me intentionally.

"Here it comes Mr. Carlson, oh shit go faster," the boy moaned. I did and
in moments felt the thick tube firm up against my hand and the boy shot.
Shit oh dear did he shoot. The first jet arced out a solid two feet from
the end of his cock in a thick white stream. A second jet of equal force
and content was in the air before the first one landed and so on for
another three squirts. Even though it slowed down and wasn't blasting the
boy's balls kept on giving up globs of sperm, most of which ended up on
the floor but toward the end, slid out and down over my fingers. It was
incredible. The boy had sagged against me almost immediately and low
moans reverberated in my ear. I finally let go of his dick but since he
didn't seem too predisposed to move I continued to hold him.

"Wow you're hard too Mr. Carlson," he finally said, reaching back between
his body and mine to rub against my fully hardened dick. "Are you gonna
jack off? I'd like to watch you if you don't mind." I didn't figure that
it was gonna make a whole lot of difference at that point besides I'd
found that once boys got to where Justin was at that moment they were a
pretty safe bet. I'd had him step away then I dropped my drawers and
proceeded to jack off. He wanted to do it for me so I let him. He said
he'd never touched another guy's dick before but kind of liked it. In any
case the boy pulled me off and my sperm mixed with his on the living room
carpet. I'd had quite a few encounters with Justin over the next three
years but that's another story.

So I was out at the fence watering when Jamie came out of the house, a
towel wrapped around his waist. That was a little out of the ordinary but
I gave it no mind and returned his wave just before he went through the
door into his room. A few minutes later the window opened and he asked me
to come over and look at something. I set the hose down and walked over
to the door and went in. His bed and night stand along with a dresser
were against one wall and the rest of the space was dedicated to a weight
set, a mini tramp, treadmill and other items.

Jamie still had the towel wrapped around his waist but as I got closer he
said,

"Check this out," and pulled the towel off. "Look, I shaved em just now."
He pulled his cock up out of the way for me to see up close his smooth,
shaved balls. "I even did down to my asshole," he said with some pride,
hefting his large nuts for me to see a smooth pathway to his core,
although I didn't see the hole itself. He let go and everything returned
to their low hanging position. The kid really was magnificent.

"My they look quite smooth Jamie, like a new born baby's butt."

"They are, go ahead and feel em," he said, holding his dick up out of the
way. I gave him a look that asked if he was sure and he said, "Go ahead,
its okay." I reached out and cupped his balls, the twin eggs all but
filling my hand. I cupped and fondled him, telling him they felt
incredible and so smooth. He'd let go of his cock and at the very
beginning it rested against the underside of my wrist but not for long. I
hadn't had his nuts in my hand for more than five seconds before we got
lift off, the thick fleshy tube slowly rising into the air like a
Zeppelin.

"Christ that feels good Eric," he said, his voice already beginning to
lower from the lust that was tearing through his young body.

"Do you want me to stop?" He shook his head. I kept fondling and he kept
rising until it wouldn't go any further. While it wasn't pointing
straight up in the air it was about half between there and pointing at
me.

"Your getting hard too, take your boxers down Eric, I want to see you,"
he commanded. I kept my hand on his nuts and slid my underwear down to my
knees then pulled my shirt up.

"You're pretty big," he said, "and you shave your balls too," he added
then reached out and cupped my smooth sac, my shave job having been done
only two days before. "Oh man they are smooth."

I elected to stop what I was doing and take my shirt all the way off and
kick my boxers to the floor then used both hands, one on Jamie's thick
hard cock and the other on his balls. Jamie wasted no time but did the
same to me but only for a moment. Without word or comment he let go and
dropped to his knees in front of me, pulled my cock down and closed his
mouth over the head. I was glad that I'd had the foresight to take a
quick little shower that morning and clean my nether regions.

It was clear to me that Jamie didn't have a lot of experience at what he
was doing but that didn't matter one whit to me. He was on his knees and
attached to my dick, that's what mattered. Jamie had one hand on my butt
the other on my cock slowly stroking it while he sucked me, his tongue
taking an occasional swirl across the swollen head. The boy didn't last
too long, about two minutes, before he stopped and stood up.

"My mouth gets sore," he said with smile. I nodded my head.

"I know, it takes practice." With that I dropped down in front of him and
admired his boyhood beauty from close up. The head of his cock was filled
with blood and had a reddish tinge to it. His pubic bone had a slight
curve to it, his nest of tight curls contained between the creases of it
and his thigh bones. The delicious eggs hung low in their smooth soft
sac, one below the other. Precum was leaking from his slit like a
dripping water faucet, the clear shiny liquid begging to be lapped up
like the nectar that it was.

I took hold of his cock, reveling in the hard feel of him, his flesh
warming my hand. I licked his cock head, my tongue swirling all over the
satiny surface until it was completely cleaned off, then opened wide and
took him into my mouth.

"Oh fuck," Jamie sighed above me as my head moved forward and took over
half of his cock into my mouth. I bobbed back and forth a few times then
went for the gold, taking all of him into my mouth, my nose pressed into
his pubic hair. I put both hands on his ass, kneading the firm flesh, and
opening and closing the cheeks. When he was all the way inside of my
mouth I massaged his sensitive cock head with my throat muscles and when
he was all the way out my tongue took over the job and continued the
cleanup of his oozing precum.

"Shit I'm gonna cum soon Eric," he moaned above me. I stopped and stood
up facing him. Generally I'm a fairly passive sort of guy. Don't read
that as wimpy because I'm also an instructor in Tiger Crane and if needed
can kick quite a bit of ass. Outside of the ring or training I present as
an average teacher kind of guy. In the bedroom however I can be quite
assertive and even a little aggressive although not in a painful way.

I stood and looked into Jamie's eyes, although they were barely open due
to the sexy lusty feelings that were gripping his young body. I leaned
forward and kissed him once, then a second time. He was surprised at the
first, responded to the second. I then wrapped my arms around him, held
him tight and planted my open mouth on his mouth and the boy opened up to
accept me. Our tongues battled while my hands ran up and down his back
and onto the perfect globes of his slender butt. One of Jamie's arms
moved from around my neck down to grasp onto my cock and stroke it, low
moans issuing forth from his throat.

I finally broke the kiss off, took his hand and led him to his bed where
I turned him around and gently guided him into a lying position at the
edge with his feet flat on the floor. I shoved his legs apart and took in
the view of his balls which hung low between smooth silky thighs. I took
hold of his dick and stroked him a few times. I loved watching a boys
balls move when his cock was being stroked, the eggs inside the soft skin
moving up and down with the motion, the different ways the sac itself
responded to the pulling and the movement of his balls. It was, as they
say, poetry in motion.

I hefted his nuts and gently squeezed them before putting my mouth in
close and licking at them. Jamie's legs moved farther apart to give me
better access to him and I took advantage of that, licking at the sides
of his sac where it fell away from his body and then up and down inside
the sensitive crease. He wiggled and moaned at the attention and one of
his hands went to my head where he gently ran his fingers through my
thick wavy hair.

I stroked and licked for about a minute before taking my hand from his
cock and transferring it to his hefty balls. I lifted the smooth soft sac
and began licking the underside which made the boy moan even louder. I
moved my tongue south along the small folds of skin working my way toward
the beginning of his crack. It was as though Jamie knew what I wanted for
he moved his legs even farther apart. I finally told him to pull his legs
back and he did without question.

I gazed for a moment at the sight before me, the wrinkled and puckered
core of a fourteen year old boy, better than any dessert I'd ever eaten.
Jamie had been conscientious about his shaving so there wasn't a single
solitary hair to obscure the vision of his hole. I leaned in close and
got the very faint odor of soap then snaked my tongue out for a lick at
him before slathering the tight muscle with my tongue. I loved rimming a
boy, loved trying to push my tongue up inside the unyielding muscle and
loved the low moans, groans and growls that that came from a boy when I
did it. Jamie was no different.

"Oh fuck," he moaned out as I paid homage to the temple of Priapus. Jamie
reached down with both hands and pulled his cheeks apart to allow me even
better access and of course I worked even harder. I wanted to fuck the
boy so badly that my dick just pulsed at the thought.

"Have you ever cum with something in your ass Jamie?" I asked him. He
told me no. I asked if he had any lube and he lowered his legs, rolled to
the side and onto his belly then reached under the mattress. At that
point I was gazing at one of the most beautiful sights in the world, the
backside of a boy, his cheeks spread out enough to open his crack a
little but not expose his hole, his delicious balls resting on the bed in
a puddle of skin. I peeled him open again and went back to licking his
hole and down onto the beginning of his sac.

Jamie managed to retrieve a tube of something then slowly moved backwards
until he was on his knees and his ass was pointing into the air and I
moved with him, never taking my tongue from his body. When I did move I
gazed again, this time noticing that his nuts seemed to hang halfway to
the floor. I went back to licking, tugging and squeezing his free hanging
balls as I did it. The moans got louder.

I finally stopped and moved away a little bit and Jamie rolled back over
and I let my eyes run him over again. He was an incredible little feast,
well not so little, waiting to be devoured. His cock, thick and meaty,
hung in the air above his taut belly which wasn't quite heaving but close
to it. The boy was hot enough to fuck but it was a matter of whether he
was willing or not.

"Give me the lube." He did.

"You're not gonna fuck me are you Eric," he said with a slight amount of
concern in a voice that wasn't quite young boy and not quite young man.

 "Not until you're ready for me to fuck you Jamie and today isn't the
day," I responded as I lubed up the middle finger of my right hand.

"Maybe some day but not today I don't think," he said though heavily
lidded eyes.

"Then I'm going to give the best fucking cum you've ever had." Pull your
legs back. He did as I asked and I stepped in close and holding my cock
down with my dry hand I rubbed the head back and forth over the tight
muscle. God did I want to shove it inside of him and fill the boy up,
first with cock then with sperm. Instead I poured some lube on his cock
head then took hold of his fat cock and began jacking him off again,
sliding my hand up over the slippery head. I moved out of the way so my
other hand could moved downward where most of the fingers worked to get
him opened a little more. The lubed up finger found its mark and I slowly
slipped it up inside of his tight virgin asshole.

"Put your feet on the bed," I commanded and he did, letting his legs
splay open as far as they could. I began to slide my finger in and out of
his body, focusing for a moment on the very rim of his hole where the
edge moved along with me, extending outward then distending. I wiggled my
finger around inside of his bowels and earned more moans. I got to his
prostate and stayed there rubbing my finger back and forth across the
little nut of a gland.

"Oh Christ Eric I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," he moaned out. His
breathing came faster, his belly constricted as his virginal body geared
up for an orgasm and before I knew it he was there. I felt his prostate
begin to harden right along with his cock then he almost screamed out as
his hose erupted in a torrent of sperm.

Jamie's first cum with me was very similar to Justin's. His first shot
was literally a stream of white goo that seemed to hang in the air before
landing with one end on the tip of his chin and the rest down onto his
neck and the beginning of his chest. His head had been tossed backwards
exposing the neck otherwise it likely would have splattered his nose and
lips. Squirt numbers two through four got gently decreasing amounts of
distance with about the same amounts of liquid so that in the end he had
streaks of cum from his neck to his belly button. After the primary shots
his cock went into the oozing stage, globs of his sperm sliding out and
down over my fingers and then onto his pubic bone until it finally
stopped and Jamie lay on the bed panting like a racehorse. I moved my
gooey hand up and massaged his seeping cock head getting yet another gasp
as the boy wiggled and fought the urge to pull away.

I gently removed my finger from his ass, getting a low moan from him, and
then took my other hand away from his still oozing cock and using his
sperm and the lube I proceeded to jack off. Jamie rose up on his elbows
to watch me as I tugged at my nuts and stroked myself.

"Let me do that," he said then sat up and moved to the edge of the bed
and took over the same as I had; one hand on my own hefty balls and the
other on my dick. It didn't take as long as I thought it would have.

"I never jacked a guy off before," he said as I got closer to my
explosion and that statement got me even closer. This adorable boy seemed
to be a virgin in every aspect of his sexual life. Incredible.

"It's close Jamie, really close," I panted and then it was there. Because
of the position he had my dick in as he jacked me off the first volley
shot him in the face, splattering against his right cheek. He quickly
lowered my dick so that the rest hit his chest and mixed with his now
cooling and running sperm. My knees sagged as my body was wracked with
one of the best orgasms I'd had in a year. Jamie continued to stroke me
until I slowed to an oozed, the rest of my sperm sliding down onto his
hand or dripping off to land in his pubic fuzz.

It was finally over, he let go of me and started to move so stepped aside
so he could stand up. He went straight to a full length mirror to see how
he looked with cum on his face and running down his body.

"That looks pretty cool Eric. Fuck you make a shit load of cum too," he
said with both pride and awe in his voice. I had to admit that it did
look hot with his smooth young face splattered with my cum. He went to a
laundry basket and proceeded to clean himself off, his still hard dick
bobbing in the air as his body moved about.

"I think I still need a shower," he said, "I'm all gooey." I agreed with
him and he suggested we shower together.

"I'm fine with that Jamie but I'd rather do that at my house if you don't
mind." It wasn't that I wanted to get him into my house and subsequently
my bed but I just felt a little uncomfortable being naked and in the
shower in his home. I knew for sure we wouldn't be interrupted at my
house and I couldn't guarantee that at his. He nodded his head.

"Sure I'm okay with that." we gathered up our clothes and headed out the
door, checked to make sure there wasn't a mailman or some other stray
vehicle or person close by and tiptoed across the gravel to my yard and
headed in through the sliding glass door. In my bedroom we dumped our
clothes unceremoniously on the floor and headed into the bathroom.

The shower in my bathroom is one of the earlier models that had a nozzle
on each end, a molded plastic seat in one corner and could hold about
three or four people comfortably. For two people it provided a relatively
nice playground. After the rinsing ritual I began pumping liquid soap
into my hands and asked if he'd ever showered with someone else before.
He shook his head.

"Not since I was a little boy." I asked if he'd mind if I washed him and
he shook his head again, this time with a smile. As always I started on
the back at the shoulders and worked downward to the waist, then did the
legs and saved the butt for last. I enjoyed the feel of growing muscle as
I worked on Jamie's shoulders and back, loving the feel of the maturing
body of a teenage boy. I had him almost purring in less than a minute.
When I did his legs I did the fronts and back so when I finally turned
him around I would be able to deal with the fun spots right away.

As I completed his first leg, moving up the thigh, Jamie stepped one foot
out farther to give me better access to his inner core, which I avoided
for the moment. I did allow the back of my hand to brush up against his
balls which of course were at full hang due to the warmth of the water
cascading down over his smooth young body.

The legs done, I stood up, soaped my hands again and went to work on the
glorious orbs of his butt, kneading the firm cheeks and gently pulling
them open. Only after they were done did I slip a hand between his smooth
hairless thighs and begin work on his puckered muscle. I ran my hand to
and fro, working my fingers over the core of him and pushing against his
balls, the force raising his sac of eggs then depositing them in my hand.
I squeezed the sperm making orbs then moved backwards again only to
repeat the action.  Jamie moved his legs ever farther apart and was
moaning by the time I finished the first pass.

I slipped my free arm around his body and across his chest and held him
gently against me then slipped a soapy finger up inside his asshole and
moved it in and out of him. The boy went a little weak in the knees and
sagged slightly from the incredible feelings that were ripping through
his mostly virginal body. I felt his other arm move and then the motion
of him feeling and stroking his cock which as far as I knew hadn't lost a
drop of blood since we'd started the morning's adventure.

Once his back was done I turned him around, got whacked in the leg by his
rock hard cock which then moved against my own rigid dick. The two cocks
stayed side by side for a moment as if shaking glans while soaped and
washed his chest. I played with his nipples, first running my fingers
back and forth over the firm little bits of flesh then gently pinching
them. Jamie's eyes were closed as I worked on him, his mouth slightly
open and his tongue licking at his perfect lips once or twice.

I moved south, stepping back from him to give myself room to work, then
rubbed my soapy fingers into the nest of pubic hair. I then used both
hands, one on his cock and the other his balls, and began to soap and
clean all that made him a boy. I squeezed and stroked his cock at the
same time I squeezed and tugged on his balls which, being so soapy,
squished out of my hand pretty easily. Jamie opened his eyes, well kinda,
the leaned forward and planted his lips on mine and kissed me hard, his
tongue pushing into my mouth where my tongue met his attack.

I could have stayed there for hours but there were other things to do so
I let got, grabbed the nozzle off its holder and proceeded to rinse him
off. Of course when I did his balls from behind he all but squealed from
the sensitivity. I finished him up quickly and hung the nozzle back up
and quickly soaped my hands and went about washing myself.

"Do you want me to do that? he asked as he absently stroked himself.

"Do want to take the time or would you rather go play?" I responded. He
nodded his head, said he could at least wash my back and went about doing
exactly that. I wondered at the outset if he would avoid my asshole but
he didn't hesitate in the least. He ran his soapy fingers back and forth
over the wrinkled muscle then actually seemed to explore it a little bit
while I went about doing everything in the front.

"I never felt another person's asshole before." There was a surprise.
This boy was filled with "never's" and I intended to remedy that in
anyway that he'd be willing to let me. We finished, dried off and again,
did each other's backs, each allowing the other to dry their hole.

On my bed Jamie wanted to suck my cock some more so I lay back and the
let the boy have his way with me. He started though by examining me much
like a doctor might, pushing my balls around, lifting them as well as my
cock.

"I never really seen another guy up close like this," he said, "I always
sort of wanted to but you can't really ask someone. It's pretty
interesting." Once he was satisfied that he'd explored all the nooks and
crannies of my crotch, excluding my asshole, he went to work licking the
oozing precum from my slit. Of course he had to comment on that, the
stickiness, the lack of real taste, asking what cum tasted like.

"I ate mine before," he admitted then said that he'd actually cum in his
mouth before, lying in a corner with his legs thrown up over his head so
he could get his cock to his mouth. "Of course I got it on my face too
but I didn't mind at all," he added with a chuckle. I told him that if
really wanted to I'd be more than happy to shoot my sperm into his mouth.
He said maybe then went back to working on me, taking a solid four inches
of cock into his mouth and bobbing his head there.

He was draped over my body with his back to me so I took the liberty of
rubbing his narrow little butt. Jamie lifted his top leg and rested the
foot on the bed so that I could reach up between his opened legs, which I
did. I fondled his heavy sac of balls, gently squeezing and tugging on
them before moving farther in and grasping onto his cock.

"How about if you turn around so I can do you too? I suggested. He did as
I asked and in a half minute we were lying head to toe and I had his fat
fourteen year old cock in my face. I took a moment to admire him as he
had done to me. His balls hung down onto his thigh, the decent sized eggs
just begging to be sucked on. I chose to start by licking them while I
slowly stroked his cock, pushing the orbs around with my tongue. I
finally pulled his cock toward my face and cleaned his head off as he had
done to me, savoring the light taste of his juices. I explored the entire
satiny surface, running my tongue back and forth over the flared out rim,
focusing on the ultra sensitive underside of his glans and getting a low
moan from him.

I was busy swallowing his cock, getting almost all of him inside my mouth
and throat then I felt him pushing on my inner thigh. I followed through
with what I perceived he was wanting and eventually my leg was thrown
over his body which gave him access to the backside of me. I knew what he
wanted so slid my body down which took his cock away from my mouth
although I could still fondle him, which I did. The boy opened one cheek
and got his first close up of another person's hole. He ran a finger over
the puckered muscle a few times and a moment later I felt the first
tentative swipe of his tongue.

I love getting rimmed. Not as much as I love rimming but it was right up
there on the pleasure scale. Knowing it was a way cute fourteen year old
doing it and it was his first time made it all that much more
pleasurable. Once Jamie discovered that there was no unpleasant odor and
that it wasn't going to bite him he allowed himself to feel the pleasure
of what he was doing and judging from the way he went at me and the low
moans coming from him I figured that he was really loving what he was
doing.

I had raised my hips up so that my balls were hanging, the sac barely
touching the boy's chest, and since it presented such a target he licked
down onto the underside of the sac and got low moans from me. He managed
to reach between my legs and take hold of my dick and stroked me a little
bit. He rubbed a finger over my cock head and wiped the copious amount of
precum off then took his hand back. A moment later I felt his finger at
my hole and very shortly after that he eased it inside of me, my precum
acting as a lube. He continued to lick at my balls as he finger fucked
me, pushing all the way inside until his knuckles were tight against my
flesh before taking his finger back out again. After about a half dozen
trips across my prostate I wanted something bigger. I wanted my asshole
stretched out by a teenage cock. I wanted to feel the unbridled and
almost uncontrolled pummeling that a teenage boy can give, especially a
cherry boy.

"Jamie, how would you like to fuck me?" I asked him.

"Fuck. Do mean that Eric?" I nodded my head. I told him to get the lube
from the drawer in my night stand and when he came back to me told him
what to do. Once we were both lube up and he asked me what I wanted him
to do.

Well, I wanted to lie on my belly with one leg drawn up and have the boy
drive his big fat cock into me that way. I wanted to be on my hands and
knees and have him fuck me like a dog. I wanted to be on my side and have
him take me from behind, his arm around my chest in a loving manner. I
wanted to be on my back with my legs drawn back and have him fuck me that
way so I would watch the play of emotion across his sweet, smooth young
face. Oh man I wanted that boy to fuck me seven ways from Sunday but I
rolled onto my back and pulled my legs back.

I was lying at the edge of the bed so all the boy had to do was step up
and insert his key into the lock. I felt a shiver of anticipation roar
through my body as Jamie did exactly that. It had been well over a year
since I'd had the pleasure of having a boy inside of me and a longer time
since I'd had one as cute and as well hung as Jamie was.

He held his cock down with his fingertips as he moved in the final few
inches then I felt his flesh touch mine. He pushed slightly, then harder,
then harder still and as always happens his cock head slipped inside me
in a rush.

"Hold it there Jamie," I gasped, "let my body adjust to you." He did as I
asked, his eyes riveted on the spot where his body entered mine. He
absently reached down and gently rubbed the side of my butt as if to
comfort me, which I thought was rather sweet. I finally gave him the go
ahead and go ahead he did, slowly slipping inside of me until I felt his
moss touch my ass. The boy filled me up that was for sure. I hoped he'd
be able to last more than thirty seconds. I was hoping to get a good fuck
out of him but I had my doubts.

"Fuck that's so tight on my cock Eric," he said, almost in awe, which in
a way I suppose he was. I think most boys view that first insertion into
anything live and human was probably one of awe.

"So go ahead Jamie, fuck me slowly." The boy pulled out about half way
then slipped back inside and thus began the losing of his virginity. I
told him I was going to move a little and managed to get my feet planted
flat on his firm muscular chest. He didn't need to be told but simply
leaned forward a little more which opened me up slightly and allowed him
to get just a little bit more of his magnificent cock inside my ass. He
reached around and placed his hands on my thighs and continued to move
his cock in and out of me. I felt my body begin to change, to get into
what was happening and allowed the tension to begin to build. Just maybe
I'd be able to cum with him inside of me and close to his own sperming.

"Go a little faster baby boy," I said huskily and he picked up speed.
Jamie's eyes alternated between being closed and opened although opened
was a relative term as he was fully in the throes of lust. I watched his
breathing increase and knew that he was going up the same elevator that I
was. I kept my feet tight against him but let my legs splay open. I was
going to ask him to jack me off while he fucked me but he beat me to it,
reaching in between my legs and taking hold of my nail hard cock and
stroking me. I worked at trying to speed my body's process up so that I
could cum at the same time that Jamie shot his sperm deep into my body. I
knew well that if my orgasm were matched to his it would enhance his
cumming and I really wanted to do that for him. I wanted to do anything
and everything I could to encourage the fourteen year old cutie to become
my regular lover. I wanted to feel his boy cock plowing my ass on a daily
basis if he was willing. I also wanted to bury my own almost eight inch
cock deep inside his tight young teenage ass.

I made my mind wander back to the first time that fourteen year old
Justin and impaled me on his nine and a quarter inch monster. I'd needed
to take control of that situation so had the boy sit on a dining room
chair while I straddled him and slowly sat down on his lap. Sweet baby
Jesus that kid about split me open and swear I could feel his cock head
bump against my stomach. I rode him for a very short period of time and
since our faces were so close I kissed the boy for the first time. He
kissed me back with a ferocity that sort of shocked me, his nostrils
flaring with each breath, his tongue fighting mine as though his very
life depended on the outcome. He tried to undulate his hips, to take
control of the mating situation and quite frankly I wanted him to.

After I had been well adjusted to his huge cock I stood up and pulled
away from him then dropped to the carpet and pulled my legs back. The
horny young thing was right there with me and in less time than it takes
to tell the story had reinserted his cock into my ass. I told him how to
hold my legs back by putting his arms underneath them and rolling me
farther onto my back. From there he could drive down into me, forcing
every available millimeter of his cock deep inside of me. Justin had
fucked me with a vengeance and since I'd make him cum twice in the hour
before he finally fucked me I got a long luxurious fuck out of the boy.

Justin literally fucked the shit out of me. His was the biggest cock that
I'd ever had inside of me and I'd reveled in every undulation of his
narrow hips. Deep inside of me he'd grind his little ass in every
direction possible than draw back out only to plunge back in, his heavy
balls whacking against my butt. We were both breathing heavily and I
finally felt my balls begin to roil.

"Are you getting close Justin?" I asked and he nodded his head and a
moment later he cried out as he came, shooting wads of teenage sperm into
me. I let myself go and came along with him. my own cum firing up onto my
belly. I still think about my time with Justin, often wondering where he
was and how he was faring and just about as often I jack off with the
memories of him running through my brain.

"Fuck Eric I'm gonna cum, oh shit I'm gonna cum any second," Jamie
informed me, his voice about ten levels deeper than usual. As I had with
Justin, I let my body go and as Jamie groaned and threw his head back I
felt my own sperming begin. Jamie slammed into me, his balls smacking me
and I felt the warmth of his sperm as it erupted into my bowels. He kept
on and I heard him cry out again and assumed that the constrictions of my
sphincter muscle against his cock helped him have a double orgasm.

As usual it was all over much quicker than anyone ever wanted. Jamie
slowed down and eventually stopped. Of course he started to pull out of
me and I told him to stay.

"I want to feel you inside me a little longer baby," I said then went on
to explain that whole afterglow process. He said he sort of felt the same
way; that he didn't really want to come out of me but figured that I'd
want him too. I shook my head and smiled. If I'd thought I could stay in
that position a little longer I'd have kept there until he was ready to
go again but frankly my legs were getting tired.

I finally told him to go ahead and take it out and of course I groaned at
the loss of him. Jamie glanced at his cock as though it were a dog that
just performed a trick then at my asshole.

"Goddamn Eric your asshole's a huge hole now. I hope that goes back to
normal." I assured him it did as I lowered my legs and sat up. I looked
at his dick, the thing still hard and shiny from lube and his cum. I was
tempted to lean down and suck him but figured that would gross him out
too much.

"Did I do okay Eric," the boy asked as he gently felt his drained balls.
I smiled and nodded my head as I stood up and stepped in close to him. He
knew what I was up to and opened his arms for me.

"You were magnificent," I whispered then kissed him tenderly on the
mouth. He kissed me back then rested his head on my shoulder oblivious to
the mass of cum on my belly that was now smeared onto his.

"I'm glad," he said quietly and held me loosely.

"You think you're gonna wanna do this again?" He raised his head then
stepped back to hold me at arms length.

"Today?" he asked. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Today would be great but I mean, any time, again, whatever." He smiled
and nodded his head.

"Oh man Eric, yeah. I loved it. It was so tight and it felt so awesome
good, especially when I cummed. Yeah I wanna do it forever." He went back
to holding me with his head on my shoulder and we stood there a moment,
hand gently running up and down each other's back and onto each others'
butt.

"What's it like Eric, getting fucked?" I explained my thoughts and
feelings on that and then he asked, "Do you want to fuck me?"

"I would love to fuck you Jamie. I think it would be about the best thing
I could imagine." He stepped back again and looked me in the eyes.

"Seriously? I think I'd like to try it, to have you fuck me. Not today
but sometime," he said. He looked down at the mess of goo that was
beginning to run. "I think another shower might be necessary," he said. I
couldn't help but agree with him.

Afterwards we went back to my bed and climbed on then lay there facing
each other.  Now soft I admired how his cock draped onto his thigh, his
heavy smooth balls doing the same. Jamie yawned I asked if he wanted to
take a short nap. He smiled and nodded his head so I pulled the sheet up
over us then kissed him before laying my head on one of the six pillows
on my bed. It didn't take before he drifted off and I wasn't far behind
him.

NOTE: I am currently writing a second but different chapter to this story
which will appear in the bi-sexual incest category when finished. It is
not yet titled but likely will be similar enough to this one as to be
recognizable. For instance this one is  VERY NEIGHBORLY BOY.
Subsequently the bi-sexual chapter would be VERY NEIGHBORLY KIDS or
something very close.  Hopefully this isn't too confusing. Reports from
friends who have read the second chapter thus far say it's hot as hell.