my new neighbour Part one
- 3 years ago
- 49
- 0
Later in life, Tobin would share awakening stories with his queer friends, often hearing of gradual, incremental steps, peeking out of the closet, the slowly dawning understanding of why they just weren’t into their hetero boyfriends/girlfriends.
But Tobin could point to the precise moment he knew he was gay: Saturday, August 16, 2008, at 3:12 in the afternoon, when he was halfway through his sixteenth year. That was when he looked out his bedroom window at the back of his house into Jimmy Ruiz’s backyard just as the man bent over to pick up a boulder he’d worked loose from the ground.
Jimmy Ruiz’s backyard was kitty-corner to Tobin’s. The low fences made it easy for him to look directly down into his yard, and there the man was: six feet tall, massively broad through the shoulders, muscles like a bodybuilder, his back and arms covered in tattoos. His broad back tapered down to a slim waist, and then broadened out again into thighs like tree trunks. He wore only a tight pair of jean shorts, and as he bent over, his taut ass strained at the long-suffering denim until it looked ready to split. If it had, Tobin would later reflect, he probably would have cum in his pants.
As it was, he stared in stunned awe at those perfect denim-clad globes, aware suddenly of a tightness in his jeans. He absently pressed the heel of his hand to his crotch and realized that his cock was hard. Without thinking, he unbuckled his belt and unzipped himself, pushing his pants halfway down his thighs, and desperately grabbing his cock, stroking as if by instinct.
His breathing ragged, he leaned against the window as Jimmy slowly straightened. The muscles corded and clenched under his tattooed skin as he lifted the boulder above his head and threw it to the side. In that final instant, as Jimmy stood with his arms above his head and each ridged muscle stood out like an anatomist’s drawing, Tobin whimpered. His cock twitched in his hand and exploded, cum spattering on the wall below the window. He leaned against the sill, panting as if he’d run the hundred meter dash, his entire world focused down to Jimmy Ruiz’s ass and an overwhelming, inchoate desire, the like of which he’d never felt before.
It was then that he glanced at the clock beside his bed. 3:12pm.
He hastily swabbed down the wall and the hardwood below him, but did not pull up his pants. Instead he stood there staring down at his neighbor, and again started stroking his still-hard cock. He came three more times in the next half hour, each time with an intensity he’d never felt. He’d been jerking off for years, discovering like all boys the pleasure of rubbing one out, but there had been little in his mind when he’d done it. He discovered internet porn, aroused by—he thought—big tits and wet pussies, and especially the sight of a woman delivering a noisy and sloppy blowjob.
This? This was new. And it wasn’t as though he could really lie to himself about it, that it was the pussy and not the dick in the porn that was turning him on. Nor could he pretend that Jimmy Ruiz was anything resembling effeminate.
Well, that’s that, I guess, was the thought that ran through his mind that night after he’d jerked off again to the memory of Jimmy’s ass and muscular back. I like men.
The realization came with the usual undercurrent of guilt and anxiety, but not nearly as much as there might have been. It was, after all, 2008; Tobin’s parents were liberal-minded, and were close friends with a lesbian couple who frequently came over for dinner. Two guys from school had already come out, and had felt comfortable doing so. The fact that he was gay wasn’t distressing to Tobin, just surprising. The thought had honestly never occurred to him. He’d had a girlfriend for two months in grade nine, and had made out with girls at parties, but nothing special. He hadn’t found himself attracted to men before.
But now? He lay in bed suffused with desire. And he knew he wouldn’t tell his parents. Not yet, anyway. Not until he’d lost his virginity to Jimmy Ruiz.
Because—and here was the thought that exploded through Tobin’s mind like a supernova—Jimmy Ruiz was gay. He’d moved in two years earlier, and at first everyone was nervous: covered in tattoos, he drove a Harley and dressed like a biker. The first murmurs were that he’d bought the old Henderson house, which had gone to wrack and ruin while its elderly owners succumbed slowly to dementia, because he could only afford such a wreck in this otherwise respectable neighbourhood. The neighbourhood held its breath as it waited for the biker parties that would keep them up at night and fill the tidy streets with broken empties and used syringes.
But it was not to be. Jimmy Ruiz, it turned out, could have easily afforded any two of the houses in the neighbourhood (he owned his own contracting company), but liked a fixer-upper challenge. Giving the lie to what people assumed, based on his appearance, Jimmy was polite and soft-spoken, given to laughter, friendly, and generous—and gayer than a treefull of monkeys on laughing gas, a fact he was quite open about. In the weird logic of respectable white liberals, a biker was an undesirable, but a gay biker? Put up the Tom of Finland posters!
Two years he spent gutting his house and renovating it. Word was that he’d done a beautiful job, though Tobin had never been inside (something he fervently wished to rectify). Now he was moving on to landscaping the backyard, which years of neglect had turned wild. Lying in the dark, fondling his softening cock, Tobin started to formulate a plan.
*
The kid introduced himself as Tobin, and Jimmy Ruiz recognized him from the house behind and one over from his. He was tall and skinny, but looked as though he had a bit of a swimmer’s build. A fetchingly tousled mop of blond hair, and a shy grin. He’s sixteen, Jimmy, he reminded himself sternly. Plus, you don’t like twinks, remember? That much was true—he didn’t generally go for the boyish types, preferring men of his own build and strength.
Still, the kid was undeniably cute. And eager for work.
“Anything you need,” he said earnestly. “I can dig or haul dirt or stones, or whatever. Consider me unskilled labour.”
“Have you ever done landscaping?”
“No, but I’m good at following directions.”
Did he just blush a little when he said that? Jimmy smiled a little in spite of himself and scratched the stubble on his jaw. He could use an extra pair of hands, and the kid looked like he’d benefit from getting some callouses.
“Deal,” he said, holding out his hand. Tobin grasped it and offered a surprisingly firm handshake. “Come by tomorrow morning at nine, and we’ll get you started digging out that stump.”
*
For the rest of the summer, and then some afternoons and weekends in September, Tobin dug and hefted, dragged and pounded, piled and fitted the various plants and flagstones and other components of Jimmy’s new backyard, which, as it took shape, quickly became the envy of the neighbours. Sure enough, the houses on either side and one behind were soon alive with landscaping crews, even as autumn encroached. Sometimes I think I do this just to make sure the other guys get work, Jimmy joked to him one Sunday as they relaxed on folding chairs, sipping cokes.
Working with Jimmy, Tobin discovered two things: he still desperately desired him, but he also liked him. Despite his fearsome appearance, with all his muscles, tattoos, and frequently unruly facial hair, Jimmy was a genuinely nice guy, and it was obvious that he’d grown fond of Tobin. Not in the way Tobin wanted, but he told himself to be patient—friendship could turn into something more.
After every work session with Jimmy, Tobin would without fail take a hot shower and masturbate while thinking about some mental snapshot he’d taken. Jimmy grunted under the weight of flagstones. Jimmy sitting in a folding chair with his massive thighs stretched out. Jimmy bending over to pick something up.
One hot day, again shirtless, Jimmy had stumbled and fallen against Tobin—not knocking him over, but for a brief, ecstatic moment, Tobin had felt his bare skin press against his. Jimmy apologized, and then was worried, interpreting Tobin’s inability to speak for pain or distress. That night he replayed that moment over in his mind, translating the brief feel of Jimmy’s sweaty torso into the imagined sensation of him sliding his naked body over Tobin.
Tobin’s fantasies became increasingly elaborate. He started watching gay porn, seeking out videos of macho, muscular men fucking twinks. He fantasized in excruciating detail about what it would be like to suck Jimmy’s cock, imagining how it would feel under his tongue, between his lips, deep in his throat; he stole a particularly thick carrot from the vegetable crisper, stretching his mouth around it, gagging as he pressed it against the back of his throat. He tried again; he nearly puked. And again, and after much effort he was able to slide it past the gag reflex. He made himself cum time and again just thinking about sliding the tip of his tongue around Jimmy’s engorged head.
He dreamed of Jimmy fucking him, and the carrot found new use. He wished he could get a proper dildo and proper lube, but knew there was nowhere he could hide them. Vaseline and a carrot would have to do, but oh, how amazing it felt when he fucked himself once he became accustomed to it.
The weather cooled, and Jimmy declared the backyard more or less complete. He gave Tobin his last bit of cash for his work, and said that the next summer he’d be redoing the exterior of the house. “And I could use a hand again,” he said.
*
That winter, Jimmy did not see much of Tobin, and that was by design. A few times the kid knocked on his door, but Jimmy didn’t let him stay long. The pained look on the kid’s face tugged at Jimmy, but two things had become completely clear to him over the past two months: one, Tobin was gay; two, he was smitten with Jimmy.
It was honestly charming: Tobin had no idea how obvious he was in the way he looked at him, sneaking glimpses at his body, and his generally soulful puppy dog demeanour. Looking the way he did and built the way he was, Jimmy was no stranger to such crushes from both men and women. And growing up gay in a rough working-class neighbourhood, he became particularly astute at an early age at reading the signs. Sensing whether a guy was about to punch you or kiss you was a survival skill.
And he liked the kid. A lot. Enough that it was difficult at times to push down the stray naughty thought that burbled up in his mind when he let his guard down. One Saturday night, out with some friends, he’d found himself gazing speculatively at a cute blond guy in his early twenties; unbidden, he suddenly thought I bet he’s got a nice, polite, young-dude cock, and he imagined how pleasant it would be to run his lips over it. When the blond guy met his gaze with a smile and looked for a moment as though he was going to walk over, Jimmy frowned ferociously and shook his head. The blond guy turned back to the bar, downcast. Jimmy cursed at himself, knowing that it wasn’t that guy’s cock he’d been fantasizing about.
He suddenly felt the overwhelming need to get laid. He started chatting up a surprised but delighted forty-something man with a paunch. As the man later unlocked his apartment door, he turned to Jimmy and whispered, “I want you to use me as your whore. Use me hard and rough.”
Not a problem, Jimmy thought, and even took a perverse pleasure in the man’s squeals as he fucked his flabby ass.
Forty-something was entirely not the kind of person he’d normally fuck; he didn’t let himself think he was overcompensating, not even as he started to be a little sadistic with how hard and fast he fucked him. Not that the man minded. Nor did he reflect on why he said, “Your place,” when the man asked. He hated going to other men’s places. But on that night and throughout the winter, he never brought a man home. And he never let himself think it was so Tobin wouldn’t see a man leaving his house in the morning.
*
The winter passed excruciatingly slowly for Tobin. His few attempts to visit Jimmy had been rebuffed, albeit in a friendly manner; he tried not to think that Jimmy no longer liked him, or had only liked him as cheap labour. He fixed his mind on springtime, when he could re-enlist as Jimmy’s boy-Friday for renovating the outside of the house.
In the meantime, he took refuge in schoolwork and fantasies. Another boy came out of the closet at school; Jimmy knew that, if he wanted, he could also do so. He also knew it would be an easy matter to get laid among his peers, boys or girls. But no: the idea of having Jimmy Ruiz as his first time had become an idée fixe, almost to the point of obsession.
He found more porn vids featuring macho tattooed men fucking blond twinks. He jerked off nightly, thinking of Jimmy’s cock. It changed shape and size nightly. Sometimes it was inhumanly massive, sometimes it was circumcised, sometimes straight, sometimes hooked to one side.
He tasted his own cum after he exploded on his belly, savouring the salty bitterness, wondering what Jimmy’s would taste like. He imagined him exploding in his mouth, or the sensation of it trickling down his throat. He imagined Jimmy fucking him, imagined it being gentle—slowly twisting inside him while Jimmy crooned endearments in his ear; he imagined it being cruel—pounding into him painfully while Jimmy rasped, you like that cocksucker? you like the feel of a man’s cock in your boy pussy?
It was uncertain which version made him cum harder.
*
Spring finally came, then early summer, and Tobin tentatively knocked on Jimmy’s door. To his relief, he was warmly welcomed. He pressed a coke into his hand, and sitting at the island in his exquisitely designed kitchen, Jimmy outlined everything he wanted to do to the exterior. Tobin was over the moon until Jimmy said,
“Look, I’m really happy to have your help this summer, because there’s a ton of stuff I’ve been contracted to do. So I’m not going to be here a lot of the time. Is that cool with you?”
Tobin stuttered, “Well… um, you know I’m not very handy. I don’t know how to...”
Jimmy patted his knee. “Don’t worry. There’s not a lot of structural stuff to do. It’s mostly cosmetic. A lot of scraping and painting. Plus, I’ll pay you more.”
Tobin gave him what felt like a strained smile. “Okay. Sure, I guess I can manage that.”
Jimmy clapped his tattooed hands and grinned. “Excellent! We’ll get started tomorrow.”
And so Tobin spent the better part of the summer alone, scraping flaking paint, caulking gaps, sanding down burrs and patches, priming new pieces of wood Jimmy installed, and painting… endlessly painting the new windowpanes and mullion bars, flashing and soffits, and just generally being miserable whenever Jimmy wasn’t there. And when he was there, he no longer stripped off his shirt—no matter how hot—and instead of his ultra-tight jean shorts, he wore board shorts that had the dual effect of masking his perfect ass and his muscular thighs.
Lost in his own frustration, it never occurred to Tobin that Jimmy might be deliberately hiding his assets, much less that Jimmy was trying to shield himself from the reflection of Tobin’s desire.
Still, he enjoyed Jimmy’s company as much as ever, and even hidden under baggy tee shirts and board shorts, the man’s body was still spectacular. At least one thing that didn’t change was Tobin’s nightly wanks imagining the now myriad sex acts he had Jimmy perform on him in his fantasies.
*
Again the summer ended; again, Jimmy paid Tobin for his last hours and thanked him. It was with something like despair that Tobin realized there was nothing left to do on the house. He said so.
“True, I suppose,” said Jimmy, who seemed a little taken aback. “Sadly, true. I guess we’ll just have to find another excuse to hang out sometimes.”
The promise in those words was enough to make Tobin cum very quickly that night.
*
When he said the words, Jimmy was a little perturbed to hear them come out of his mouth. What are you thinking? he asked himself, but in truth, he knew he would miss Tobin. It had been difficult staying away, even though he hadn’t lied—his summer had been hellishly busy. He was delighted at just how careful and conscientious the kid had been: everything he did met Jimmy's professional standard, and when it didn’t, he was happy to fix it.
Somewhere in the back of Jimmy’s mind, unacknowledged, was a calendar: Tobin was seventeen now, and would be eighteen some time in late autumn. He didn’t know the date, and hadn’t asked. He told himself it didn’t matter.
The kid came for a visit in October, and they sat around his kitchen and gabbed for an hour. He came again a few weeks later; it was obvious he had more of a handle on his infatuation now, but he was still smitten.
Jesus Christ, kid, Jimmy wanted to tell him, you’re gorgeous! Why don’t you go find someone your own age and figure things out? He wondered if Tobin had even admitted his sexuality to himself. He knew the kid wasn’t out, one way or another—at least not out to his parents, who would have made a big show of support, probably even thrown him a coming-out party. The whole neighbourhood would know.
These liberal parents, a friend of his, a similarly butch-and-tattooed queer, once spat in disgust. Today their kids come out, they wanna throw them a fucking bar mitzvah. He smiled at the memory. The words had been spoken in disdain, but beneath them Jimmy sensed the same wistfulness he felt in himself—these parents might be making an obnoxious show of their open-mindedness, but what would he have given to have had the same? To have being gay be a matter of indifference rather than a badge of shame?
He sat in his kitchen long after Tobin left, lost in thought. Finally, he opened a cupboard over the stove and retrieved an old bottle of scotch. Contrary to his neighbours’ initial fears, Jimmy did not drink much, not even beer. But sometimes something harder was called for, and he poured himself three fingers of the amber liquid.
When had he known he was gay? He didn’t know. Probably some time in his early teens. Probably some time when he and a friend had jacked off together, and he realized he was more turned on by his friend’s dick than the porn mag in front of them. He was always a big kid, and tough—he had to be, in his neighbourhood—and so no one ever suspected him. To the kids around him, being gay meant being girly.
And so he hid his desire, until one day when he was working at the convenience store around the corner. The manager was a guy in his twenties, slim, handsome, with a smile that made Jimmy’s heart flutter. Freddie. Jimmy had been working there since he was sixteen, and so had known Freddie for over a year.
By that time, he’d had little or no sexual experience—he’d jacked off a friend twice, who’d returned the favour, but then the friend had freaked out and stopped talking to him. And once, in a moment of desperate need and self-loathing, he’d let an old dude suck him off in a public bathroom. But then here was Freddie, after they’d closed the shop, sitting in the back office passing a tall boy back and forth.
It had become something they did once in a while. Close up, steal a beer, and shoot the shit. Freddie was worldly—Freddie knew shit. And in all the time they’d worked together, Jimmy had twisted and tied his desire for the man into a knot that sat in the pit of his bowels, never to be acknowledged. Until that day, when Freddie, passing him the can, said, “So. You like boys, then?”
For a moment Jimmy wasn’t sure he’d heard right. “What?”
“You like boys. You’re queer.”
Jimmy choked on the beer. “What? No, I...”
“It’s okay. I am.”
Jimmy’s head snapped up. “You… you are?”
Freddie grinned. “Ain’t nothing, my friend. Don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise. Yeah, I like boys. I like men better. I like nothing better than a nice, hard dick. I like sucking dick, being fucked by dick, or fucking other men’s asses.”
In spite of his shock, Jimmy felt himself getting hard as he listened to Freddie’s words. “You do?”
“Best thing in the world.” He took back the can and took a deep swallow. “So… you gonna be honest with me, or what? Because I just told you something that could get me hurt if you ain’t got discretion.”
Jimmy stared at him for a long few moments. Freddie cocked an eyebrow. “Um. Yeah. Yeah, I guess I am.”
Freddie’s face split in a grin. “Well done. Now, tell me all about it.”
So Jimmy told him how he’d come to realize he was gay; about jacking off his friend; and, shame-faced, about the old man in the washroom.
Freddie was silent for a time, holding his gaze sympathetically. “Well,” he said finally. “That just won’t do. Handsome boy like you deserves better than some fair-weather friend and some old perv.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean… I think it’s time you finally sucked a cock. You wanna suck a cock?”
“Um… you mean yours?”
“See anyone else here?”
Jimmy choked out a No, and Freddie laughed. “Well?” he prodded. “No pressure, kid. Just making the offer.”
“Y-yes? Yes.”
Freddie smiled, and stood up. He leaned down and kissed Jimmy tenderly on the lips. It was Jimmy’s first kiss. He felt Freddie’s tongue snake between his lips, and he responded in kind. For a minute they remained locked together, their tongues sliding around and against each other with increasing urgency. Jimmy’s cock was instantly hard, tenting his baggy jeans. Freddie chuckled into his mouth and reached down, squeezing the hard shaft through the denim.
“Mmm,” he hummed appreciatively, and broke the kiss. “That’s a nice one. Here’s mine.” He took Jimmy’s hand and pressed in into his crotch. Jimmy gasped as he felt Freddie’s cock pressing against the material.
“Better when it’s not cooped up, right?” Freddie asked, and unbuckled his belt. He undid his pants and fly and slid them down his thighs with his underwear. And there it was: Freddie’s cock, half-hard, bobbing in front of Jimmy’s face. “Touch it,” Freddie whispered. As if in a dream, Jimmy reached up and traced its shape with his fingertips.
“Like it?”
Jimmy couldn’t speak. In answer, he closed his hand around it, feeling it stiffen. “Mmmm, that’s it,” whispered Freddie. “Get a feel for it.” Jimmy squeezed it gently, his breath catching as it twitched and hardened in his hand. He could feel Freddie’s pulse throb in it. He stroked it, experimentally at first, then more confidently. “That’s it,” Freddie purred. “Like it?”
“It’s beautiful,” said Jimmy, and it was—hard and straight, thickening slightly at the base, with a flared, purple head. It smelled of musk and soap, and felt amazing in his hand—soft skin over iron.
“Go ahead,” said Freddie, his breath ragged. “Taste it if you want.” Jimmy obeyed, leaning forward and touching his tongue to the head. A bead of precum had formed, and without thinking he licked it off, savouring the salty taste. “That’s it,” Freddie said again, and Jimmy loved hearing his breath catch, feeling for the first time the power of giving pleasure. “Lick up the underside.” Jimmy slid his tongue up the bottom of his cock, from the base to the head, and was rewarded with a moan.
Encouraged, he did it again, squirming his tongue against the soft, salty flesh. He felt Freddie rest his hands on his head gently. “Suck me,” he said finally. The slight pleading in his voice made Jimmy’s cock, already harder than it had ever been, twitch and leak. With his free hand he scrambled at his belt and pants, but when his cock was free, Freddie reached down and gently but firmly took his hand.
“Not yet,” he chuckled, and placed his hand alongside the other on his cock. “Suck me,” he said again, commanding.
Jimmy’s eyes almost crossed as he slid his lips over the head of Freddie’s cock. It was almost too big, but felt and tasted so good. He gagged when it struck the back of his throat, and Freddie cupped his cheeks. “Don’t overdo it,” he crooned. “Plenty of time to learn that.”
Jimmy wasn’t sure what “that” was, but didn’t care. His entire world narrowed down to the hard rod of flesh in his mouth. Gasping, he took it out and started licking and nuzzling down the shaft, breathing hard, desperate to feel and taste it all, to communicate to Freddie with his tongue and lips how much he loved his cock. He sucked him into his mouth again, bobbing up and down as deeply as he could, moaning with ecstasy. He’d never imagined how much pleasure he could take from sucking another man’s cock—how sublime it felt to stroke and lick a hard, slick shaft
He felt and heard Freddie respond. His breathing grew faster and even more ragged, and his cock began to twitch and swell in his mouth. “Fuck,” Freddie whispered. Then again, louder, “Fuck! Oh Christ, I’m gonna cum.” Lost in delirium as he was, Jimmy would have happily let Freddie explode in his mouth, but Freddie lifted him off his cock just as he came—ropes of cum that struck Jimmy’s face and shirt. Jimmy watched, transfixed, his own breathing like that of the nearly-drowned.
“That was pretty impressive, kid,” Freddie gasped when he got his breath back. “Especially for your first time. How was that for you?”
For a long moment he couldn’t reply. “Amazing,” he said finally. “Amazing. Can we do it again soon?”
Freddie grinned, and leaned down to kiss him. After a moment in which their tongues slithered against each other again, he proceeded to lick his cum off Jimmy’s face. “Mmm. Sorry about your shirt there.” He wiped a last little white blob from his chin and sucked his finger. “Yes. We’ll do a lot soon. I’ll teach you everything I know.”
“Teach me?”
“Yup. See, kid, there’s a lot you need to learn, and it’s not like they do queer sex ed in schools. Rule one is be safe—never swallow a guy’s load if you’re not sure of him.” He grinned. “As it happens, I’m clean, so if you want to try that later on, we can. But for now, get into some good habits.” He glanced down at Jimmy’s crotch, where his cock stood up, hard and leaking. “But first, perhaps I should take care of that for you.”
Without ceremony, Freddie sank to his knees and swallowed Jimmy’s cock in one smooth motion. Jimmy moaned, and his eyes rolled back in his head as he felt the head of his cock slip down into Freddie’s throat. All it took was three bobs of Freddie’s head; as his nose pressed into Jimmy’s pubes, he felt his cock twitch and swell, and Freddie chortled appreciatively as his throat massaged his cock and milked out every drop.
Freddie stayed down with Jimmy’s cock deep in his throat for a long moment before sitting up with a smile. “That is one fine tool you have here, kid,” he said, giving it a stroke or two. “Give it five minutes and I’ll do that again for you.” He continued to stroke it slowly, gazing down in frank admiration. “Nice and long, and thick, and that upward curve you have is pure pleasure. I can’t wait for you to fuck me with this.”
Jimmy couldn’t speak. After a few minutes rest, Freddie sucked him again, this time taking his time, pleasuring the shaft with his tongue until Jimmy was squirming in the chair. He brought him to the edge twice before finally sucking him to completion, this time letting Jimmy’s cum coat his tongue. “You taste good, too,” he whispered, kissing him.
Sitting in his kitchen, Jimmy took a deep and shuddering breath at the memory of his first time—his real first time. He tossed back the scotch in his glass and refilled it, thinking of the weeks that followed—countless blowjobs, both in the back of the shop and in Freddie’s tiny apartment; swallowing Freddie’s cum for the first (but not the last) time; sixty-nining on Freddie’s twin bed, learning that delicious sensation of a mouth on your cock while glorying in having one in yours; fucking Freddie the first time, and the second, and the third, fucking him from behind, from the front, Freddie sitting on his cock and riding him; and finally, Freddie fucking him, teaching him the pleasures of feeling a hard cock slide into your tight hole.
Finishing the second glass of scotch, Jimmy abruptly stood and went to his bedroom. He stripped naked. From his bedside table he retrieved his favourite dildo and a tube of lube. His cock was already rock-hard from his memories. Pulling his legs up to his chest, he slowly slid the dildo into his anus, recalling the delicious sensation of Freddie’s cock. He fucked himself for several minutes before finally grasping his cock. It only took a few strokes, but this time he was all too aware that when he came, it wasn’t Freddie he was thinking about.
Mary stood staring at the flat passenger side rear tyre of her car in horror. This would definitely have to be the proverbial straw on the camel’s back. She felt the beginnings of desperation start to settle in and fought hard against it. She was not going to give in. She was determined not to give in. Not today of all days. Stating that she had had her share of ups and downs would be an understatement. As the very first drops of the forecast rain started to fall, she bit down hard on her lower...
Straight Sex343 Part2 bdsm and the neighbour`s To the letter he carried out her wishes, enjoying dressing her in the clothes she had laid out for him. Strangely without explaining, she taped a pound coin to either nipple before he fitted her bra, she then went to the toilet saying she didn’t want to soil herself if the pain was too much. At 10.15 they booked out, paid the receptionist and loaded the car. Olive gave directions and at a few minutes to 11 they pulled into the garage of a funeral directors...
Hello readers! I have been waiting to write this for a long time now. The story is real, this happened around a decade back when I was in my 2nd year of graduation. Myself ‘V’, my aunt who was a neighbour let’s call her ‘L’. She was around 39 years. Back then, my neighbour aunty was short, heavy, and around 4.8 ft. This is how it all started, like anyone in their 20s even I enjoyed watching porn and reading stories. These started filling the head with the thought of sex and wanted to experience...
Chapter 1 BeginningsHe stood in his kitchen transfixed by the site from his window, of his beautiful mature neighbour naked, stood in her bedroom window. What to do, what if she saw him looking, was he really seeing things? Surely no, not her posed like that. She was married to Mr boring and sensible, they lived a plain normal life, mundane even. She wasn't the type to show off, or was she? A moment of decision, he dashed to collect a pair of binoculars. His eager hands soon found them and he...
Hi, I am Raj from Bangalore, now aged 40. The real incidents would be written in a phased manner. The introduction is pretty lengthy but it describes my innocence and takes you to the crust of the incidents where I enjoyed and made others to enjoy. This is my first part of erotic incidents. I am specifying them as incidents as they were real and not to be a story. This is the first incident that happened to me and earlier I have written about my ventures as “” and series. Let me take you on...
Since our first encounter, our fuck friend relationship, as any relationship for that matter, has evolved. We often have quickies in his garage where he bends me over his workbench and fills my ass with his cum. We have truly determined that He is the top and I am the bottom as he does not wish to get sodomized. He often makes me lick his asshole and jerk his cock, before cuming in my mouth. We have had this beat for about 3 months now, until last week when he invited me over and one of his...
The three women hadn't heard a word i said about my meeting with our new neighbour David, so engrossed were they in their travel plans. They had chosen to book a hotel at the airport for their overnight stay before their flight left for New York at 5am the following morning but were in no particular hurry to leave even with the prospect of a three hour drive ahead of them. Me? i wanted them out of the house as quickly as possible, something told me i was not going to be lost for things to do...
Hi readers, welcome back to my story. If you haven’t read the earlier parts, please do for continuation. A few days went by after that incident. I couldn’t find Manasa at her home and I used to wait every day for a glimpse of her. A week went by and one day, a truck pulled up across her gate and the movers started shifting the possessions of our new neighbour. I was excited and went there to see Manasa. I looked around and she was nowhere to be found. Then there was a hard grasp on my...
Hello mates, this is Hardman back with a story, but this time it is not mine but one of my friend’s experience. It is an incident where he and his neighbour came closer. I decided to pen down this erotic encounter. So my friend’s name is Harsh (alias). He lives in an apartment with his mother and father at a small town in Jharkhand and in his adjacent flat lived a similar family with the girl at the age of around 26-27. My friend must have a manhood of 6″ (as he claims, I never checked though)...
From the time I have shifted to the new apartment, I have noticed Sunita, who is our neighbour. She stays with her husband and kids right opposite to my flat where I live with my wife and kids. Sunita has very long hair which she coloured with mild blonde colour. Her long hair shines so beautifully in the light. Maybe because my neighbour is from Coorg, she is very fair, slim and a bit short (close to 5’2″). My neighbour has a nice figure and slender waist. And because of her slim figure, her...
Nineteen eighty five was a good year all in all we had paid off our mortgage and our sex life was unbeleivable to the point nearly all our weekends were busy. A cloud on the horizon was the property next door to our was being subdivided into four acre blocks so we were expecting to lose some of our privacy, but you can't stop progress. as it happened the blocks weren't selling that well and six months later only one home was being built. The way our home was built our privacy seemed still...
We arrived in the village on a Friday, late morning. It was a lovely day. Not a cloud in the sky, but not too hot at the same time. Moving is always a pain, but there was loads of space in our new dream house in the country, so we could take our time with things, and bring in boxes from our spacious double garage as and when.By late evening, the kitchen was sorted, the bathroom was sparkling and our clothes were all tidied away in the master bedroom. I suggested to Sarah that first evening that...
Welcome back, guys. Please read my previous stories before continuing with this one, this is the last part of this series. After our wonderful morning session, I was happy with Karan’s decision to stay back for the rest of the day and skip the office. But, somewhere in my mind, I was feeling a little guilty also with whatever happened in the last couple of hours. I could not believe that I had sex with my neighbour. Anyways, it was 10 am in the morning. I was lying nude in his arms, thinking...
Hi everyone, I am Sonia from Gurgaon and here with my experience with you all. I would like to start by telling you all about me. I am 39 years old housewife staying in a good locality of Gurgaon. I have two kids with the eldest being 13 years old. My vital stats are 36-28-36. My husband runs his business in Gurgaon. His name is Ashok and he is 46 years old. My In-laws are also staying with us for some time now. I had a happy married life but over a couple of years, my sex life had not been so...
I live in a high-priced apartment in a big city and recently I got new neighbours. They were couple in their mid-thirties and they politely introduced themselves to me. He was a businessman named Arnold, she was a housewife called Paula, who was pregnant with their first child. They seemed friendly enough folks, but I didn’t pay much attention to them. I like to be by myself and usually have as little to do with my neighbours as possible. A few weeks after my new neighbours had moved in next...
I was a single male in my late fourties, who has a really good job and therefore really hardly any time for relationships. I live in an apartment in a city and recently I got new neighbours. They were couple in their mid-thirties and they politely introduced themselves to me. He was a businessman named Andrew, she was a housewife called Paula, who was pregnant with their first child. They seemed friendly enough folks, but I didn’t pay much attention to them. I like to be by myself and usually...
Straight SexHi, this is Vinay from Bangalore. This story contains a series of things that happened in the pursuit of seducing my neighbour sister. Please be patient and enjoy these real events. We are a typical South Indian family of three, myself and my parents. I and Bhuvi were neighbors from childhood. She was born when I was 4, and we have been neighbors ever since. She used to call me ‘Anna’ which means ‘brother’ in Kannada and she used to tie rakhi every year during Raksha Bandhan. We grew up...
I barely come to my home which is in a small town. I used to have a neighbour who stays opposite to my home. I used to talk to her on a regular basis ever since when I was done with my B Tech and a jobless situation came. So, I used to go to her home and she used to come to mine. We became too close within a short period. My neighbour girl got to know that I become horny so quickly. Knowing this, she used to tease and poke me. I once used it as an advantage and spanked my neighbour girl when no...
This is a true incident which happened to me. It was a sunny Monday and my 12th board vacations. My board exams were over and I was chilling and enjoying my life as all the stress and tension were over. As usual and around 8 am, I was sleeping. My maid came and she had done with her chores. Both my parents are working so they don’t stay home much. When I woke up, I had this morning boner. But I didn’t know why I saw my neighbour aunty in my dreams and I was rock hard because of her. Anyway, I...
Hi, guys, I’m rocky I’m 19 years old 5feet 3inchwith a muscular and shaped body and the lady who changed our life is Shanti she’s 5 feet 53 years old although she’s 53 years old she looks ravishing hot and very sexy with a lusty figure. Coming to the story I’ll tell that she’s my neighbour and we had very good relation all the neighbours. As I told that we had good relation with all the neighbours in our floor we are 3 families living in 3 flats. I was a very shy type guy but after this...
Hi readers, welcome back to my story. If you haven’t read the first part, please do for continuation. Let’s jump right into the story then. My neighbour Manasa was looking straight into my eyes and I think it took a while for her to realize someone was staring at her. She panicked, screamed and pulled the sheets over her top. I panicked and retreated my cock back into my pants and jumped down. My mind was blank. That was the first time I had seen a naked woman live. I didn’t know what to do now...
Donna and I were watching a movie one Saturday night, when there was a knock on the door, I answered it to find our neighbour, a young pretty Asian girl, crying and obviously in some distress, I invited her in and she came into the lounge, I told her to sit on the sofa, where my wife was sitting, she was crying and we put our arms around her and she told us the problem.Her husband had been screwing her sister, and she'd just found out, it had been going on for a couple of years, she was really...
Well, the 3 weeks that were supposed to pass before we met up again, became 3 days as we hooked up again yesterday. His friend really enjoyed his gay experience and he bugged my neighbour so much that we wound up in a motel last night. I told my wife that I had to go away on a last minute overnite trip and I met them at a clean motel not too far from my house. They had gotten a room with plenty of space for the 3 of us to sleep and the general idea was that we would have some drinks, watch...
Hello, horny readers and ISS fans. This is your Arjun back again. Thank you readers and my dear fans that contacted me and appreciated me for my story. Special thanks to my female fans too. I request the readers (both boys and girls) to just reach out to me in hangouts or mail so we could stay connected. I would love to connect with more of the like-minded ISS fans. Re-introduction about me. I am Arjun from Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu, 26 years old, 6 foot tall, fair and regular gym guy with...
Hi friends, my name is Arjun, I am back again with the second part of how my mom fucked our neighbour Jagdesh. Friends, before reading this part, I would highly suggest that you read the first part of the story so that you can understand how it all started. So, without further ado, let’s start. As I told you guys in part 1, my dad was expected to come home after 2 days and soon he arrived. My mom and Jagdesh did not talk to each other face to face but they talked via the secret phone which...
My Neighbour Part-1.Hello there, all Xhamster Readers, Namastae,I'm Mr Kumar and I'm from Southern India, I'm 28 years old single male, 6" feet tall and 90 kg ( little overweight) my optimum weight should be around 83 kg so I workout occasionally to cut out my excess 7 kg of weight. I work in industrial sector and I moved to a new rented apartment in a Metropolitan city in South India. The rent is okay compared to my previous flat. The best thing about the apartment, the neighbourhood is...
Hi, I am Sumaiyya. Yes, this is my original name but then, I don’t care since there are thousands of Sumaiyya all across India. Please don’t try to hit me on Instagram since social media is not my cup of tea. Since this is my first installment of the story, the introduction might take a bit of time but I request you to bear with me. I am pretty sure you will love it. I remember I was in my teens when I came to Calcutta with my parents. I looked a bit like Hina Khan, but was not so fair in...
I moved from Chennai to Bangalore for my job since the job at Chennai was not giving me enough money. I took a flat for rent in Bangalore since I was a party freak and sometimes took friends home for fun. I was missing many of the Chennai funs since I was alone in Bangalore. Also, it was nearly two months since I hooked up a girl. One day, I was walking around the apartment and noticed two girls staying in the next flat. Both were dam pretty and had hot bodies. They maintained their figure so...
Hi indian sex stories dot net friends, this is Sumit. again in front of you with the next part of my existing story “My Sweet Neighbour”. I really thankful to this site for publishing and also grateful to the readers which have read my story and give your valuable feedback. now i’m going to narrate the nxt part of my story. please give ur feedback on my Id: I’ll be going to narrate my story in hindi. pichli kahani me aap ne pada ki kaise maine apni neighbour Ruby ke boobs suck kiye aur usne...
Hi ladies with wet pussy and gents with Thor hammers, this is Nighthunter from Jorhat, Assam. This is my first story in ISS even though I have been an active user of ISS for at least 7 years. Let me introduce myself, I am an average-looking guy 5.7″ and have a decent 5.8-inch long dick. The heroine of this story is my Assamese neighbour bhabhi who is around 34 years old. But looking at her, you would not take her as a day more than 27. She has a son of 6 years and her husband works for a tea...
Hello everyone, this is Bunny here from Pune. I am 23 years old with 5’9″ in height and my ‘toy’ can satisfy any woman here. Thank you for your feedback on my last story. Let us begin now. Characters in the story :- The heroine of the story is Mansi and I am the hero. Without wasting any time on the introduction, let’s come to the story. It was a festival time when I came close to my married neighbour Mansi. She used to visit our home by preparing some foodstuff and bring to our house. She...
Greetings to all ISS readers. This is Kumar writing again from Bangalore. It feels good to have another opportunity to share a new story with the readers once again. I have got good responses from many of the readers. I would appreciate the support and encouragement from the readers, as it keeps motivating writers like me to share the stories and present them interestingly. The story I am sharing today happened some time ago when we were in lockdown. I was at home and my family went to our...
Sexperience with Hot Neighbour Aunty by Maid's help (1)________________________________________I got up early in the morning. It was a new area. I had just shifted 2days back. I just climbed the terrace and thought let me just have a small walk. I was just walking and was watching the whole area from terrace. Love to see the morning view. All desi ladies will be out early morning for sweeping, cleaning in front of house, putting Rangoli. The nighty they wear and bend to show their awesome ass...
I had been fucking my new neighbour on a regular basis for sometime now(See previous posts),basically her husband worked away during the week and she needed a regular fucking(Make that atleast twice a day.I certainly wasn't the only one fucking her).This particular day we had arranged to meet up after i got back from work.Usually she would leave her door unlocked and i would let myself in.I would generally find her in her bedroom,usually with a dildo between her legs,fucking herself.As i said...
Hi guys, this is my 4th story on ISS. I love this site as it has exposed me to a lot of good content that is fun to read at leisure. I thank all my readers who contacted me and appreciated my content. I thank my female readers who have opened up with me and share their stories which made this experience a memorable one. Okay, enough with the acknowledgments, this story is a real one out of many early fictional ones that I had written. This is a story about my neighbour Shalini (name has been...
Hi all, this is Raj from Mumbai, sharing the experience that I had with my hot neighbour, Nandini over the course of two afternoons. About myself, I am a 28-year-old professional working and living in Mumbai, 6 feet tall with a normal physique and a 7-inch dick that can satisfy any woman. Coming back to the story, across from where I was staying, stayed the heroine of this story, Nandini. Nandini was this bombshell MILF. She was 45 years old, about 5 feet 5 tall, with a beautiful face, big,...
Hello everyone. This is Daksh aged 30. I am from Mumbai. I hope you all are doing good in difficult times, and I presume everybody is safe and sound. I have been an avid reader of ISS and there is no a better platform than ISS to share my real-life experience. Coming back to my story. This is a real encounter that happened between me and my hot milf neighbour. Let me introduce my neighbor. Her name is Riya, aged 39 and known as ‘Riya aunty’ in our locality. She is an IT engineer working in an...
Introduction: My willing neighbour We been living in this neighbour for just over a year and regularly waved to my neighbour she was very good looking. The way you could call her as a perfect wife the girl next door that could never do anything wrong. This day I waved and she returned with a smile and started to walk over to me from the other side of the road. We met on the kerb and as the day was hot I said would you like to for some cool refreshments. Thanks she replied. She was about 28...
My older neighbour was always looking at my girlfriend. He's nearing his 50's, large built, shaved head, likes to think he's quite aggressive and dominant. My GF is in her mid 20's, slim but with a decent sized bum, a bit like a porn star...it's noticeable and always attracts the attention of other men. She has quite a dirty look about her even if she doesn't mean too. She looks like she has a high sex drive but doesn't want to make it obvious. Basically, my older neighbour imagines her to have...
Hello readers, fellow ISS authors, a very warm welcome to you to my first sex story. I plan on writing true stories as they come, along with fictional sex stories. I am new at this, I hope you guys like it and the story leaves guys and girls alike jerking off!! The present story is a work of fiction. About myself, I am a 24-year-old guy and I am studying. I am a dominant guy in the bedroom. Without further adieu, I will start. The heroine of the story is Shikha, she is 28-year-old married lady...
My name is Sandeep and I am working as an analyst/consultant. Since I was a native of Kerala, I was deputed to Kerala by my company to analyze the operations of a client and come up with changes to improve their operations. Since it was a 3-6 month long project, they got me a 1 BHK apartment. There were 3 apartments on my floor and mine was at the end. One was occupied by a family of 4 and the other by a couple. I didn’t give much thought to the neighbours as they all were families and I was a...
Mrs. Weston stood smiling at the gate, "I've dropped off your shopping on the mat Mr. Briggs, with your change." She pointed towards the two bags on his doorstep."Ahh, Mrs. Weston you're an angel, I don't know how I'd cope without you and your family, " he grinned ecstatically to himself, 'especially your son.'Simon heard the front door close and watched as his mother waved her goodbyes. He peered through the net curtains as she returned to his home, then groaned into the sofa as Mr....
Gay Male‘Shit!’ Chrissy swore to herself as the heavy box slipped out of her hands and fell onto the floor in the middle of the hallway. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and sighed heavily. Thankfully this was the last box. They had been lugging her stuff up to the fourth floor apartment all morning and she was just about wiped out. ‘They’ were she and her boyfriend Robert. After months of hounding on his part, she had finally agreed to move into his little one-bedroom apartment. The two had...
A tight circumcision from my Muslim neighbourTime to tell a story. One that’s just happened, recently. My name is Paul. For my 18th birthday, last year, Dad bought me a used Ford, as my first car. Nothing too flash. I shouldn’t have had a beer with my friends because when I returned home alone with my new prize, I made a mistake. We live in a cul de sac dead end street and as I was parking, I scraped the neighbour’s car. Not just any car but my neighbours European Merc. Just a small scratch on...
Well if you have read my previous stories about my neighbour you will have an idea of whats coming.If your all settled i'll begin.It was the Friday before christmas, Crazy Friday its called and we were going out with friendsfor a few drinks we intended to start early and finish at a reasonable time before alot of the dickheads started to get pissed.I lay on the bed reading after my shower and waited for my wife to come into the bedroom after her shower she did with a towel wrapped around her...
Hi, this Akshay here with another incident. I and Rohan were best friends from college. We are roommates now. Rohan had his fair share of girlfriends over the past few years. Since we were from the same college, most of his girlfriends were my friends too and I always used to be the third wheel. Everyone liked my company in general. So, Rohan was going through a dry phase for almost an year. One day he was telling me about a new hottie in his office and how he badly wanted to get on with her....
Hi friends this is Saurabh…. Lemme not waste time and let me tell you about what this story is all about… It’s about my Neighbour Mrs. Pooja Malhotra and me… The way i blackmailed her and the way she started to enjoy having sex with me…. Well it started all when i was 20 years of age, i was studying in f.y b.com and that was the point when I got this news from my parents that our old neighbour has sold their flat to someone name Mr. Malhotra… I was pretty excited as i never shared a vibe with...
Over the next month, Caroline ‘volunteered’ me for several more DIY tasks for our gorgeous neighbour. Changing light bulbs, fitting smoke alarms and taking her garden refuse to the recycling centre. On each occasion, she was dressed impeccably. I tried to memorise every detail of her subtly sexy outfits and couldn’t wait to return to my study for ‘relief’.On one occasion, she was wearing soft black leather trousers, shiny black stilettos and a breathtaking sheer white silk blouse. She was...
FetishHere I am – fifty-five years of age and living a comfortable, but rather dull life. Married thirty years ago to a nice girl: Caroline – now a woman of forty-eight. She was an attractive woman in her twenties and thirties – a plain face, but lovely dark hair and long shapely legs. We weren’t able to have children, though we tried. Unfortunately, after tests, we discovered that my sperm was infertile. Luckily, Caroline didn’t show any resentment and we managed to come to terms with a childless...
FemdomHi all. This is Akshay from bangalore. 22 year old, young, energetic, medium built with 6 inch cock (size doesn’t matter as long as u know how to satisfy your partner). Any girls, aunties or couples looking for secret fun contact me. And all the readers please give your feedback at Coming to the story it happened with my Neighbour who was super sexy lady for looking and also in bed. I can’t put whole story in one story here. So I will tell u guys in episodes. Her name is Nayantara 29 year old,...
I necked the whisky and made quickly for the exit, thanking the barman as I left. Without trying to look suspicious, I lightly jogged in the direction of our houses, and caught site of Sarah and Geoff as they approached his driveway. They stopped and their hands came apart. I managed to remain out of view, but could make out their words.‘Well that was really nice, thank you for walking me home Geoff.’‘Hey, no problem Sarah,’ said Geoff. ‘Listen, boxes can wait surely…do you fancy having a drink...
My New Next Door Neighbour for the Summer – Part 2: A Story by SBarak1This is the second story in the series “My New Next Door Neighbour for the Summer”.It was 7:30pm and I was standing on my next door neighbour’s door step. We had only met a few hours earlier. What had been an innocent peek over the fence had turned into a confrontation followed by a steamy fuck. Clare was a 6’4” blonde amazon in her early forties, as I had discovered. She had an amazing body, nice full boobs and legs to...
Hello friends, welcome to the second part of my sexy story. Before I start, for those who are new for this part, I am Mayuri, a 28-year-old married housewife. I am 5’4′ in tall, white skin colour and figure of 34-28-34. This story is the second part of the first encounter I had with Karan, my neighbour which I have already shared with you all. Let’s go to the story. Karan carried me into his arms and walked toward the bedroom. After reaching to the bedroom, he placed me on the bed and came over...
I live in an ordinary street in an ordinary town, and next door to Mike and Nina, who are just an ordinary couple, happily married and doing things all happily married couples do.Now I had known them a few years now, I moved in just a few months after they had next door, and for almost five years everything was just very normal, until one night a few days ago.It was warm summer evening when, as I sat in my back garden drinking a beer I heard voices coming from Mike and Nina's house, they were...
Hello friends, this is Ajay. This is about how i had sex with my neighbour girl who is just 19 years old. My neighbour is a Orissa family who recently got a baby girl. Since both are working, my neighbour brought her sister to Bangalore. She is the heroine of the story. She is just 18 years old. But has a very good body & structure. She is definitely a virgin. The most beautiful asset of her body is her ass. Her ass is well shaped and tightly packed. I always had an eye on the girl from the day...
Hello all, this is Hungstud again. You might have read my last story about how i had made love with a middle aged housewife. Without wasting your time, i will give first time readers small intros i am 28 years old working for a MNC and living in the western suburbs of Mumbai, Her name is Anjana Sharma a housewife who is as beautiful as beautiful can be. Now coming to the story, after we made love we had a nice couple of hours of sleep, i found her sleeping soundly when the first ray of morning...
I live opposite a single woman who I fancied something cruel. She appeared to have a very active social life with lots of men friends. I thought her unapproachable since my partner would very quickly be suspicious if I was to have an affair so close to home. We actually nicknamed her trollop due to the many men she entertained.One Saturday my partner was out for the day and there was a knock at my door. I was amazed, and delighted, to find that it was the neighbour from across the road. Could I...
I moved into a house in a quiet town after a long soul sucking marriage and a bitter divorce, and now I was looking to start fresh.Late in the afternoon I saw my new neighbour for the first time, she was fairly tall, slim, pale as snow with bright red hair hanging down her shoulders and a bosom that was trying to fight it's way out of a very tight t-shirt."Hi!" I said smiling as she pulled her car up a few meters away."Hi to you too!" she replied back with a smile."I'm Joe" I said staring at...