Date: Tue, 14 Dec 1999 20:44:01 -0800 (PST)
From: s g <sgab33@yahoo.com>
Subject: the Umbro-wearing neighbor

THIS IS A TRUE STORY AND IT's MY 1st TIME WRITING AN
EROTIC STORY, BUT I THINK IT's PRETTY HOT!! its for
the gay area of the site! Thanks, sgab33@yahoo.com

      It was my first year of college and I just
arrived home for the Summer break.  I was surprised
when I got a phone call that night from my neighbor,
whom I used to be friends with.  I had always had a
crush on him because he was the hottest and smoothest
soccer player in the school. I'd seen him shirtless
before and watched him jack-off in his adidas pants
when we had sleep-overs and he thought I was sleeping.
I never would have suspected him being gay and he was
just calling me to see if I wanted to go to his house
and watch a few movies. Of course, I willingly
accepted.
	I walked over to his house and rang the door bell.
No one answered. Again, I rang. No answer. "Damn," I
thought. Just then, I heard a voice yell.
	"Come on in!"
	"Coming," I said. I walked into his house and no one
was in the main room. I yelled for him. He yelled back
to me that he was in the bathroom. I walked up the
stairs and stood outside the bathroom door. "What's
up, Matt?" I asked.
	"Not much, bro. How you been doing?"
	"Great."
	"Well, don't just stand outside the door. Come on
in." he replied. Of course, I walked in. He was
standing there in green Umbro soccer shorts.  They
were low on his hips and he looked just as smooth as
he did in high school.
	"Looking good." I said.
	"Thanks. You look great too." He grabbed his nylon
shorts and adjusted his cock. While he acted like it
was no big deal, I immediately got hard.
	"I'll wait in your room so you can finish getting
ready." I walked out of the bathroom. I always loved
his room because he had nylon pants and shorts, and
silk boxers. I always "borrowed" them and jerked off
in them. I had the biggest urge to do so now. I opened
his dresser drawer and took out a pair of Nike soccer
shorts. I held them to my face and smelled them.  His
shorts always smelled like cologne and sweat.
	Just that second, he walked in the room. I dropped
the shorts.
	"What are you doing with my shorts, dude?" he asked.
	"Oh, um..."
	"Why were you smelling my shorts?!"  He seemed really
pissed. "Are you a fag or something dude?" He walked
up to me and started breathing in my face. He grabbed
my cock (which was covered by my green Adidas pants,
with no boxers) and yanked it really aggressively. I
moaned. I thought he was going to yank it off because
he was so pissed. He turned me around and threw me on
his bed, face down. He then jumped on my ass and
started humping me. I couldn't believe what was
happening! His nylon Umbros were rubbing with my
Adidas pants for the first time! This was the ultimate
fantasy come true.
	"Oh, Matt." I moaned. "I love you. You don't know how
many times I've wanted you on top of me like this!"
	"Ok, Josh," he said. "Let's wrestle, like the old
days."  I agreed and we started tumbling around. I
smashed my head in his junk and rubbed it around. I
loved his thin, boyish cock peeking through the White
Umbros. He made the next move and pinned me. He moved
in and sucked my neck while stroking my Adidas-covered
cock. I could not have been happier. We did this for
FOUR hours. It was so hot. I can't believe I didn't
blow my load yet (and once I do, I can't do it again
for a few more hours).
	We both decided to settle down.
	"Matt, let's trade clothes."
	"Ok, bro." He slipped off his loose Umbros and handed
them to me. His small, cut cock was sticking straight
up. I then took my unlined Adidas pants off and
purposely glided them against his cock on the way to
his side of the bed.  His clean, cut cock twitched and
some pre-cum oozed out.
	"Don't worry, I'll get it," I said. Before he new it,
I was licking up his mess. He didn't have a salty
taste to his cum. It was more of a dull sweet taste. I
wanted more. I slipped on his Umbros. He quickly
reached over and started to jerk very intensely.
"Wait. I don't want to waste my cum this way. Let's
hit the showers." We both ran to the showers with our
sports apparel on and jumped in. We turned the water
on. I watched it roll down his chest and onto the
Adidas pants. They got so wet I could see his junk
right through. I could not believe this is happening!

To be continued...