Date: Wed, 27 Aug 2008 16:43:32 -0400
From: chatterman36@gmail.com
Subject: Chubby Boy and Latino Neighbor

Chubby Boy and Latino Neighbor
by Chatterman

DISCLAIMER:
This story is homoerotic and involves sex between males of various ages.

In this fictional story the characters do not wear condoms. In real life
you should!

You must be above the age of consent in your area to read this type of
story, and never allow minors to access it.

This story of boys, youths and young men is purely fictional and any
resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental


I was the chubby kid that didn't have many friends.  When I was 16, I used
to hang out around our apartment building,  There was this Latino guy, about
20, not tall, but muscular and athletic, who liked to shoot hoops in the
back parking lot of the apartments.  I would go sit on a picnic bench and
watch him.  He was always in an athletic shirt or shirtless.  I loved
looking at his smooth chest, and hairy armpits.  I longed to lick them and
feel them, but I was afraid he'd call me a fag or beat the crap out of me,
so I just watched, checking out his armpits and hairy legs.  Sometimes I
could see the trail of dark hair from his navel disappearing into his gym
shorts.   That was a trail I'd love to go down.  It was like he didn't even
know I was there.  He would finish, and go to his apartment, and I would go
upstairs and jerk off thinking about him.

One day, as he was leaving, he said "thanks for being my fan."

I said "thanks for letting me watch."

He asked what I did after he played, and I told him I just went to my
apartment and watched tv.   He said if I wanted, I could come over his place
and hang out with him for awhile.   I couldn't believe it.  I felt like I
had just won the lottery.   I said I'd like that.   I followed him up to his
place, He got me a coke, and we sat in the living room.   I asked if he
lived there alone, and he said that he lived there with his mom but she
worked second shift, and didn't get home till late.  I told him my mom did
too.   He asked why I didn't ever ask to play with him, I told him I'm not
very good at sports, and when I run, my chest kinda jiggles.  He laughed,
which made me feel bad.  He saw the look on my face, and said he wasn't
laughing at me, but what I said.  Then he said he thought I had a nice
body.  I told him I didn't believe him.  He said he really did, and was
hoping I'd play so I might take off my shirt so he could see my chest.   I
told him that when you are a chubby guy, you don't take your shirt off if
you can help it. He asked why.  I told him that when you have boy tits, you
don't want to be teased.  He said he'd love to check out my chest.  I said
no, its OK.  He said he really would like to see it, and if I let him check
out my chest, I could feel his.

I said OK, but was really hesitant, because I didn't want to be laughed at.
I took off my shirt, and waited for him to make a stupid joke.  Instead, he
licked his lips and said it was beautiful.  He sat down next to me and
started feeling my breasts.  I could feel my cock starting to stir.  He had
me put my arms behind my head and he felt my almost hairless pits, and
caressed my tits.  He asked if I liked it, and I moaned a yes.   He leaned
in and started sucking my nipples.  As he sucked, his hand wandered down to
my crotch, and I felt him squeezing my small hard cock.   He whispered in my
ear that he really liked my body very much.

I felt weak and vulnerable.  He unzipped my pants and pulled them down with
my underwear.  He stroked my cock and cupped my balls. I felt his warm mouth
engulfing my hard cock, taking it to the pubes.  He looked up at me and
asked if i liked it.  All I could do was moan.

We went in his room and he lied on the bed.  I ran my fingertips along his
smooth chest.  I lifted his arms and felt his hairy armpits.

I moved to his nipples and sucked them, while my hands moved down to his
treasure trail, feeling the hair, following the trail under his shorts to
his big hairy cock.  He had eight uncut inches, with a very full thick black
bush.   I pulled down his shorts and breathed in his musky smell.  I took
him in my mouth about as far as I could.   Now he was moaning.

He had me get on my back and he pulled my legs up on my chest.  He started
licking my hole.  It felt incredible.   He put his middle finger in my mouth
and i sucked it.  Then he slid it into my ass.  I started to sweat, and he
put a second finger in, stretching at my anal walls.  Finally he had three
fingers in me, stretching at the sides, then he pulled them out.  I was
looking at him between my legs, and he spit on his hand and rubbed it around
my hole.  He positioned his cock head against my hole and started to push
his cock in me.  When he saw he was in without trouble, he looked at me and
said you have done this before.  I said yes, but I've been wanting you to do
it.  He started moving in and out of me, and leaned down on my chest,
sucking my tits as his cock disappeared up my ass.  He whispered that he's
been wanting to fuck me since the first time I was watching him. I told him
I'd been jerking off thinking about him since the first time I was watching
him.  He started kissing me and fondling me as he fucked me.  I felt that I
had died and gone to heaven.  I let my hands roam across his chest and pits
as he pounded me, and I felt the pressure in my balls growing.  Every thrust
hit my prostate, and I knew it wasn't going to be long.  A minute later, I
exploded all over my chest, and I felt his cum filling my ass.   He stayed
in me until he got soft.

He kissed me and lay down next to me.

We got in his shower, and soaped each other, then I got dressed and went
home.  He let me take his sweaty briefs with me so I could sniff them when I
jerked off later.

I kept watching him shoot baskets after that, but he didn't do it as long as
he used to.  He would finish, and we would go up to his apartment and play.