Date: Tue, 3 Apr 2001 19:54:26 EDT
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: "Still Being Neighborly - Chap 4"

This story depicts homosexual relationships between adult
males.  If you are offended by this type of  material, are
underaged, or it is illegal in your geo-political area, then
please delete it from your screen  immediately.  If,
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Still Being Neighborly  --  Chap 4

When I came back outside with the beers, I handed one to
Ernie and sat down in the chair next to his.

"Damn!  Sex in a hot tub can sure make you sweat, can't it?"
I said.  "I'm still dripping."

"Me too," he replied.  "That was really great, .but I don't
think I can do that again anytime tonight.  It's going to
take me hours to cool down."

"So, we'll just have to go inside - when we finish our beers
- and see what else we can think of.  I'm sure we'll come up
with something!"

"You can bet on that!"

I sat there silently for a few minutes - thinking again.
That's my problem - I think too much.  I definitely didn't
have any romantic feelings toward Ernie (like I did with
John), but he was certainly one hell of a sexual partner!
.and I guess that was how I was going to cope with this
situation.  And that's how I believe John was probably
thinking too.  He knows how horny I can get - hell, the word
`insatiable' is more like it - so he found me a `safe
outlet'.  I hope he can find one out where he is.

"You caught your breath yet? Let's go on in," I suggested as
I stood and turned toward the door.

"I guess so.  Let's go," he replied as he followed my lead
and walked in behind me.   As we went through the master
bedroom toward the hallway, he asked, "When is Rache due
home?"

"Not until at least quarter-to-eleven," I answered.  "We've
got lots of time -- it's only eight-fifteen now.  That's two-
and-a-half hours.  I don't know about you, but I can't keep
things going that long, unless we keep it really slow and
easy."

"That sounds like my cup of tea," he replied.  "Slow and
easy this time."

He followed me into the guest room, and we moved to opposite
sides of the bed.  He helped me pull the covers down and
then, both dropping our still damp shorts, we lay down side-
by-side on the crisp looking sheet.  We lay there sort of
looking at the ceiling for only a moment before Ernie rolled
onto his right side, facing me, and reached across to me.
At the same time he raised his left leg and laid it across
the top of my left thigh.

Softly and sensuously he began to run his left hand up and
down my chest and stomach, stopping briefly to make small
circles with his finger tips whenever his hand touched one
of my nipples.  Then he rolled forward until he was lying
about half on top of me -- along my left side.  He moved his
left leg further over my thighs and his firm, but not
aroused, cock flopped down right on top of my own, which had
been lying pointed upward and over to the left side of my
pubic brush.

As I looked down I could see that delicious meat of his
lying there against mine - his dark skin in clear contrast
to my paleness and his skin-covered head with the small
puckered end next to the greyish-pink color of my
circumcised head.  I reached down with my right hand and
rubbed them together, stopping to envelop his balls with my
hand and pull on them lightly.  As I did,  he must have
started getting aroused, because I could see his foreskin
begin to thin and the slitted tip of his glans began to peek
through the now opening cover.

I moved my hand up until I could grip his shaft and pushed
my hand down toward his balls, pulling back on his foreskin
until it had rolled down behind the edge and the entire
shiny, bright, blue-pink head was exposed.  Then I moved my
hand to rub that beautiful head against my own.  I could
feel its slick warmness as it moved across and then left a
trail of pre-cum on my now growing manhood.

"Not so fast, guy..remember `slow and easy'," he whispered
into my ear.  Then he rolled over a little more and pressed
his lips to mine.  I let loose of his cock and pulled my arm
out from between us, reaching around his back and pulling
him all the way on top of me.  Then I put my left arm around
his back as well and held him tightly against me.

He reached up with both hands - one on each side - and held
my head still as he softly held our lips together.  Then I
felt it as his teeth parted and his tongue began to probe
through his lips and against my own.  I could also feel his
thickening rod start to pulse between us.

Slowly his tongue gained its way into my mouth and began its
search.  I pressed it with my own tongue and we curled and
looped them together.  Then I pressed forward and moved his
own tongue back into his mouth where I could follow and
enjoy the feeling of being inside him.  Down below, he began
to rotate his hips and then rub up and down against me.  His
engine was definitely heating up!!

My hands were now moving up and down his back, caressing him
lovingly.  I could feel the muscles contract and release
under his skin as my hands travelled their way between his
shoulders and the very top of his buttocks.

This time, as my hands moved downward, they kept going -
almost with a mind of their own - until they could grip the
tight round buns and pull them down, forcing his groin
harder onto mine.  As I did this, I also lifted my hips very
slightly off the bed and moved them in small circles to rub
myself against his now rock-hard, throbbing staff.  His
response was to immediately begin making similar small
circles with his hips, further increasing the pressure and
sensations between us.

A sudden warmth began to flow from the back of my neck, just
at the base of my skull, down my whole torso and legs,
finally stopping as a hot glow between my legs, just behind
my balls.  Just as it began to ebb, Ernie raised himself
slightly off me, reached between us with his right hand and
pushed his stiff rod down between the tops of my thighs and
under my balls.

With its own natural lubrications, it slid right into
place.the head rubbing against my perineum.  I arched my
back slightly to give him better access and to increase the
contact of his slick, rubbery head against that sensitive
zone.  He began a soft, slow, rhythmic motion - driving
himself into the crevice and then retreating.  I began to
tremble with delight from the wonderful sensations!  I've
done this before, but never have I had a partner who could
do to me what this man was doing!!!  It was one of the most
incredible things I have ever felt!!!

He now had his legs wrapped around the outside of mine, his
ankles locked just under my calves, holding my legs tightly
together as he drove his spike down and between them.  His
lips were still cemented to mine and his left hand was
behind my head holding our faces together.  His right hand
and forearm were now behind the small of my back, pulling me
toward him each time he drove his tool into its nesting
place.

Suddenly he broke the kiss and began to move downward.  His
raging cock slipped out of its holster between my legs and
left a cool, wet trail as it moved down between the tops of
my thighs.  His lips and tongue, however, were fast at work.
Nibbling and tracing their way down the side of my neck,
over my collarbone, and down to my left nipple, where they
hesitated briefly to test its button before continuing to
move downward over my navel and into the trail of light
brown hair marking the way to my now jerking and pulsing rod
and its companion bag of man eggs.

I felt the heat of his breath as he exhaled through his nose
onto the head of my nearly overstimulated joy stick.  Then I
felt the warm rasp of his tongue as it slid up the underside
along the piss tube and finally reached that most sensitive
of all the external spots -- just below and behind the head.
I felt myself swell almost to bursting in reaction to it.

His lips parted and I felt the head begin to disappear into
the warm cleft of his mouth.  He raised his head and lifted
my rigid pole until it was almost straight up.then his lips
began to move down over the head and onto the shaft.  I
looked down just in time to see his nose bury itself in my
pubic bush.

His tongue and throat muscles were both giving my smoldering
ramrod a major workout.  I'd had what I thought was `good'
before, but never had I felt anything quite like that!!
This man knew what he was doing, and obviously enjoyed doing
it!  My hips involuntarily raised up off the bed to meet his
hot, hungry mouth and the talented muscles inside.

"Slow.remember.slow," I managed to groan out between
clenched teeth.   "Keep that up and I won't last another
minute!!"

He must have heard me because he slowly raised his head off
my now slick and shiny member and let it just stand there in
all its glory.  Then he got up onto his knees and began to
turn until he finally straddled my head with his knees and
his own raging hard-on was right above my mouth.

I leaned my head back slightly and extended my tongue until
it began to touch the bottom of his beautiful hanging bag
with its two egg-sized (grade A large, at least!)
babymakers.  He lowered himself until I was able to open my
mouth and take one all the way inside.  They were just too
large to get them both in at once, but one at a time, they
were a really nice mouthful.  I washed them both for a while
as he just knelt above me.

Finally he leaned forward enough to slide my lonesome cock
back into his mouth.  Pushing his balls away with my tongue,
I reached up with my right hand and pulled his pulsing rod
downward until I could get the head into my mouth.  I went
to work on it!  The foreskin had been pulled back so that it
was tucked behind the flare of the base of his shining,
purple, swollen cockhead.  With my right hand still holding
onto its shaft, I pulled the skin forward and I could feel
it covering the head that was inside my mouth.  I stuck my
tongue under the edge and ran it round and round the head
inside the cloak of skin.  I felt it jump and pulse!

I pushed my hand to roll the skin back off and then, holding
tighter, pulled down to signal that I wanted more of his
delicious tube steak in my mouth and down into my throat.
He lowered his hips to oblige, and I felt the plum-like tip
slide past my tongue and into the top of my throat.  I
closed my lips tight around it and sucked as hard as I
could, also using my swallowing muscles to stroke the head.

He shivered!  Then slowly began to withdraw.  After only a
couple inches, he pushed back in.  I sucked and swallowed
again.  We soon had a rhythmic movement going.  He would
thrust himself into my throat and then back off just enough
for me to rasp the sensitive end with the top of my tongue.
He was giving me a face fuck that was beyond description.
It was so slow, easy, and gentle, but filling me and
answering my demands for mouthful after mouthful of hot,
swollen prick.

I was so intent on that marvelous hunk of manmeat in my
mouth that I was almost oblivious to what Ernie was doing to
my own rigid pole.  Suddenly my mouth got more demanding!  I
wanted more of him and I wanted his hot man lava to flood
into me and fill my mouth and throat!!  I wanted so much to
taste him and his sticky, sweet-sour man juice!!

I started to raise my head to meet each of his forward
thrusts, and, as it sank into me, I moved my head from side-
to-side trying to pull him even deeper into the steam bath
of my mouth and gullet.  Suddenly I was aware that he, too,
was reacting as he sucked my own overheated cock deeper and
fuller.

By this point we had both gone into autopilot.  The driving
need -- both to have our hunger for each other's hot cum
satisfied and to shoot our own seed from the raging infernos
in our bellies -- had taken control.  No longer was it slow
and easy.  It had become a near frenzy on both our parts.
We both wanted to be fed and both wanted release of our own
pent-up fluids!!

I could taste the sweet nectar of his pre-cum beginning to
flood into my mouth.  It wasn't just the usual small amount
-- often nothing more than just a taste.  This time there
was so much that I had to start swallowing before I choked
on it.  As I did, it seemed to turn on the flow of my own
spigot, and I could feel the pre-orgasmic liquor as it
coursed through my throbbing pipeline into Ernie's mouth as
well.  Each time he swallowed, his throat gripped the head
of my super-heated cock and I reacted by sucking harder on
his.

There was nothing on earth that could have stopped us now!!
The edge was right there, and we were both about to step
over it -- no.not step.--we were both about to hurl
ourselves over the precipice!

Then it exploded!!!  That familiar sensation of electricity
shooting throughout my body!! The feeling of starburst
fireworks going off in my head and in my balls!!  My hips
jumped off the bed into the air, almost driving my now steel-
hard rod through the back of his head.and we both shot our
first load of cream into each other's mouth at almost
exactly the same instant!!

We both went into overload!!!  I was sucking his jizm out of
that fat pipe like a hungry kid on it's mother's teat, and
at the same time I was shooting rope after rope of thick,
pearly-white spunk into his hoover-like mouth!

We both started to moan and groan as much as we could
without choking!!  We each wanted the other to know what
incredibly marvelous sensations were were feeling!!

It was amazing bliss!! It was beyond all else I could ever
remember!!  We were both rocking side-to-side almost singing
in chorus!!

I don't know how much of his delicious nectar went down into
my stomach, but afterwards it felt like I had just eaten a
whole meal.  By the same token, I have no idea how much I
shot into his hot cavern of a mouth, but I think I pumped my
balls dry for ten days to come!!  We both just kept cumming
and sucking, sucking and cumming!!  It seemed like it was
never going to end!!

When it became obvious that we were completely drained and
exhausted, Ernie shifted slightly to his left, causing him
to just collapse and fall onto the bed.  We lay there side-
by-side, head-to-foot, trying to catch our breath for
several minutes.

Finally he raised his head a couple inches and whispered, in
between his labored breaths, and said, "I think I'm going to
like this neighborhood.  I think I'm going to like this
neighborhood A LOT!"

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already, you might want to go back to the archives and find
the predecessor story "Just Being Neighborly" (under "Adult
Friends") to get a background on what's in this series.
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