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Chapter 2: Moon Glow
The days following my encounter with Jesse seemed to roll in slow motion. Moments of that experience kept repeating in my head: tasting his lips on mine, feeling his tongue swirling over the head of my cock, seeing his lean bronzed body standing in front of me, his hard dick at attention dripping with precum and teenage innocence. I actually refrained from touching myself over those few days, not wanting to taint the memory that was still so fresh.
Every day I made sure to slow down past his house in case he was out front. I was hopeful for another chance at my beautiful boy, but at the same time I knew I had to be careful not to get caught. The last thing I wanted was to have my new neighbor Scott pissed off because some guy was fucking his son. Scott seemed like a real good guy too, so I especially didn’t want to cause any affront.
I only saw him once during the next couple days after. I was leaving for the gym and I saw Scott and Jesse, along with the mother and daughter who I had yet to meet, getting into their Subaru Forester. Faye and Tanya as I recalled. I wasn’t able to get a good look at them but their being there gave me an excuse to make another pit stop at some point.
At some point came three days after my 69 session with Jesse. I was driving home from the store and I noticed Scott getting out of the car and walking up to his front door. I slowed down and pulled over to the curb.
“Hi Scott, how’s it going?” I yelled out the window, waving.
“Richard, what’s up?” he replied, walking towards me. Scott had a smile on his face which came as a relief to me, knowing my fraternizing with his son had not been revealed.
“Not much Scott, just did a little shopping. I noticed the rest of the family the other day. All settled in then I take?”
“Yup indeed, the girls got in a couple days ago. Things are finally starting to come together in the house. All the furniture is in, now it’s just a matter of putting things in their place. Ya know what, you got a sec? Come on in and let me introduce you to the rest of the family,” he said, giving me the in that I had been wanting. Immediately I felt my dick shift in my shorts.
I parked the car and got out, following Scott up towards the front door. Upon entering I couldn’t help replaying the last time I was in this house, seeing Jesse’s ass in his jeans guiding me, to what ended up being a sweet sweet release. I had to resist the impulse to head up to his room when Scott walked past the stairs, making me chuckle out loud without even realizing. “What was that?” Scott inquired from in front. “Oh nothing Scott, I was just lost in thought there for a second,” I mustered. I scolded myself for being careless and pulled back into the present moment.
I followed Scott into the kitchen and came upon three people at the table eating some food. What must have been Tanya and Faye and my boy, gorgeous as fuck and radiating a primal glow that I sensed and desperately wanted to bathe in again. Jesse smiled and made eye contact and I was quick to reciprocate. I didn’t linger though, as I was very aware of the other people in the room after my earlier gaff. I walked over to Tanya and shook her hand. Tanya was a strikingly beautiful woman for her age, which I learned later was 48. While you could tell the best of her youth was behind her, she still held up very well. Dirty blonde hair that laid straight down to her neck, tanned skin that still looked supple like Jesse’s, albeit some wrinkles around her eyes and mouth, and those same green eyes that Jesse inherited, making her look radiant, wise, and powerful.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Tanya. It’s so nice to have new neighbors!” I said, trying not to make my smile look like a grin.
“It’s very nice to meet you too Richard. Jesse and Scott told me about you but it’s nice to get to meet you myself,” she said, drawing a strand of her hair back behind her ear in what seemed to be in a very flirtatious way. What a friendly family I thought. “Richard,” she said, directing my gaze to her right where Faye sat, “meet my daughter Faye”. I turned and looked and the first word that came to my mind was un-fucking-real. I was just glad I didn’t say that out loud. I stood there stunned, as if I was looking down the barrel of a loaded, and mesmerizingly beautiful, gun.
Faye was absolutely gorgeous! Holy shit, what the fuck is up with this family? She had similar striking green eyes as her brother and mother, although with some brown mixed in, making her look more exotic. Her eyes matched her skin, which was a bit lighter but still tanned, speckled with freckles in some places. She had dirty blonde hair that hung down to her chest - and her chest! I couldn’t help noticing beautiful perky C cup breasts that rested beneath this purple sleeveless blouse that she had on. The blouse showed off her tanned summer arms that I immediately wanted to nibble on. She had the same tantalizing allure that her brother had yet with a vixen-quality; a look in those eyes made me feel like I was standing before an Egyptian goddess. Would I fall into her good graces or would I be victim to her merciless rule? I thought I would be happy with either outcome.
“Faye and Jesse are fraternal twins,” Tanya said, as I attempted to shake loose of the hold she currently still had on me. “And they get along great, don’t you two?” she said grinning, peering towards the both of them over the top of her glass of lemonade.
“Jesse can be annoying at times, but what do you expect from a younger brother?” Faye said chuckling, all the while never unlocking her eyes from mine.
“You’ll always hold that two minutes over my head, won’t you sis?” Jesse said playfully with that beautiful smile of his, helping me shake free and remember that I was on planet Earth again.
“Oh jeez, you’re twins!?” I said, with much too excitement than what should have been displayed. I had to shuffle my feet and reposition myself so as to keep my enlarging cock angled downwards.
We chatted for about another 15 minutes around the table. I learned how Scott and Tanya both worked at the hospital and how both the k**s were hopeful to follow that same path. I made an effort to corral my lustful thoughts as they swirled and swirled in my horny brain. I couldn’t help imagining Jesse and Faye naked, both laying down on my bed while I took turns eating up their sweet bronzed flesh. As I made my goodbyes, my hands lingered on both Jesse and Fayes’. I seriously could have just stayed their all day and night, looking from one to the other.
Later that night I was sitting on my couch watching a Dodgers game, thinking about what was two doors up from me. I pulled out my fully erect seven inch cock and started rubbing it slowly. As I caressed my dick with my right hand I thought of Jesse with his gorgeous lean swimmer’s body in my arms, my cock rammed down his throat. Then I introduced my left hand and thought of his sister Faye, imagining her perk breasts cupped in my hands while I used my tongue to lick her neck and swirl around her ears. I alternated hands like that for about twenty minutes, my eyes closed and my mind completely immersed in this fantasy. My orgasm came on so abruptly I didn’t have time to get a towel, so I just let my cum shoot over my stocky torso, cum smearing all up in my chest hair. By far, that was the most intense orgasm I ever had just jerking off - so much so I had to take a shower afterwards because I was drenched. Damn, these neighbor k**s had me down to a hot mess.
I was all set to close my eyes laying in bed later that night, when I heard a knock on my door. The knock was light, as if timidity was there on my front step selling secrets. Just in my briefs, I walked down to my door and peeked through the peephole. From the glare of the street light there was no mistaking the emerald eyes that gleamed from the other side, like gems in a coal mine. Instead of immediately opening the door though, I stared through the hole and pressed my cock up against my side, creating a perfect friction. I humped wood against wood for about 10 seconds before I unlocked the bolt and poked my head out of the opening.
“Jesse, hey what’s going on?” I asked warmly.
“Hi Rich. Sorry, I know it’s late… I couldn’t sleep,” he whispered. “It’s okay, everyone is asleep,” he said, picking up my glance towards his house up the street.
“Well what are you waiting for my boy.” I opened up the door and welcomed him in, noticing his basketball shorts and thin white v-neck that accentuated his tanned skin even in the dim light. After he cleared the threshold I immediately pressed him close to me, grabbing his ass cheeks and raising him up so that his face was level with mine. I stared into his bejeweled eyes and kissed him deep, our tongues dancing exotically.
I set Jesse down on his feet and tenderly met his lips with my own again, this time with my lust and longing somewhat tempered, as I knew I could take my time with him in my own house. I took his hand in mine, turned it palm up and kissed him directly in the center of it. I proceeded to lightly rub my pointer finger in circles in the middle of his palm as I led him up the stairs to my bedroom.
We entered my room and I chose to leave the light off as the full moon provided plenty of natural light. I leaned down to his ear and whispered to him “I’m glad you came over Jesse. I’ve been thinking about you a lot.”
“Me too Rich,” he whispered back. “My cock has pretty much stayed hard for the past three days.”
“Do you know what this gesture means in France Jesse?” I said, glancing down at my hand in his palm, my finger continuing to encircle the soft flesh in the middle. “It means I want to fuck you. Do you want me to fuck you Jesse?” As I said this I took my hand away from his palm and raised my finger up to his full sexy lips, tracing the edges lightly, tenderly.
“I want that so bad Rich. I’ve been thinking about it nonstop,” he unveiled, his words bringing with it a palpable heat that emitted from his whole body.
I kissed him long and deep another time while I raised his light cotton shirt up over his head. I trailed my fingers down his chest to his gorgeous stomach, petting his soft treasure trail. I rimmed the waistband of his basketball shorts with my fingers, noticing that he had no underwear underneath. Seeing his shorts hang low, exposing his lean pelvis and v-lines, I ached with longing. I slid his shorts all the way down and breathed deep as my face passed his groin, taking in his teenage essence. As I stood back up, his stiff cock grazed up against my still-contained package, a beckoning that needed only one ask. I slid down my briefs and allowed our cocks to linger close and explore each other, like two birds of paradise in a mating dance.
I lifted Jesse up and set him knees-down on the bed, his back to me. Pushing his back so he was bent before me, I spread his legs. His skin was smooth and supple, barely any hair anywhere. Soft and light peach fuzz bordered around his taint, showing me a teenage garden that I was very eager to tend. I rubbed my hands up and down his ass cheeks and on his taint, massaging his tender flesh. Soft moans filled with a brazen anticipation escaped his mouth so I allowed my movements to slow even further. I slid my finger up his crevice until I came to his entrance, circling my finger around and around, softening it like new leather. I didn’t hesitate, gliding my head down to his opening and sliding my tongue on and around his hole, wetting it and tasting his sweet juices. I heard Jesse moan louder now and so I took the cue and entered into him with my tongue.
Moonlight shone through the window and d****d across the bed, showcasing my teenage model as I fucked his hole with my determined tongue. Reaching underneath, I alternated massaging his balls and stroking his cock, all in rhythm with the dance of my wet tongue: thrust, swirl, lap, thrust, swirl, lap - on and on until he was soaking wet. One final full thrust into his hole with my tongue, the deepest yet, made him cry out with an aliveness I could feel in my own loins.
Bringing Jesse back up to me I craned his head back towards my face and gave him another deep kiss, our tongues finding a new stride in this upside down position. I pinched each of his nipples as I kissed him, feeling his toned pectoral muscles melt underneath my strong hands. I couldn’t bare another second of my own torture-making, so I spun him around and told him to lie on his back and spread for me. I grabbed the lube I had in the dresser drawer, applying a bit of it to my thick cock and then coating the inside of Jesse’s cavity. With his well-defined legs now on top of my shoulders, his rigid cock angled up along his trail of postpubescent hair and towards his navel, I pressed the tip of my seven inches at the gateway of my neighbor’s tight anus. Swirling my cock head around and around and coating his curtain with dribbles of precum, I waited until I heard Jesse make noise. “Richhhhhh, pleaaasseeeeeeee,” he eked out. I waited even longer though, not because I was cruel but because I couldn’t get enough of his desperation and desire for me.
After another 10 seconds, I grabbed the base of my shaft and pressed the head against his wall. As I continued to push, I heard him starting to moan. The deeper I went the louder his moan until I was standing at the edge of my bed, looking down at a beautiful 18 year old boy with my hard cock seven inches deep inside of him. I savored being enveloped inside of Jesse, feeling his constrictions against my pulsing dick and soaking up his hot bod d****d with the moon’s glow. From this angle, his skin looked like actual bronze, chiseled and shined as a Guggenheim statue. Yet my hands felt the suppleness and tenderness of him, as they explored his chest and neck, down each of his arms, to his flat stomach and then to the inside of his thighs.
I pulled my cock almost completely out of him and then thrust slowly in again, feeling the friction all the way up into my throat. Steady I went, quickening the pace with each cycle while exploring his body with my hands, trying to take all of him in and allow this moment to singe into my memory banks. His mouth continued to open and close, moans and sighs and cries escaping, all coordinated with the cycle of my thrusts. My cock felt so good sliding in and out of his tight boyhood, slicked with hints of my seed. I could see sweat forming on the parts of his body where the moonlight hit, glistening with a radiance and sleekness that made me rage. I ravishingly fed that rage, my cock the vessel of which I bore into him. I lost myself then, yet the last thing I wanted to do was to be found. My cock inside of his ass were two musicians in an orchestra of some master’s magnum opus, the music sounding harmonious and pure.
I felt the moment when it became more than I could bear though. It was soon after his loudest cry yet, so loud that I am sure his parents could hear two doors up, yet I didn’t care. I would not have cared if the Pope was in the room. If Jesus Christ himself had asked me to stop, I would have told him to fuck off. All of me was in Jesse then, figuratively and literally, as I watched him reach his soft hands up to my flexing biceps, grabbing me tight. A gasp quickly followed his cry as I saw his cock quake hands-free against his stomach followed by a thick stream of his cum shooting out and landing on his cheek and mouth, dribbling down around his sweet lips. A second stream quickly followed the first, hitting his neck and chest and then finally pooling around and inside his navel.
I burst then, so powerfully and with such force that my bed moved hard up against the wall. I made a sound that rivaled Jesse’s climactic cry, moaning with such satisfaction as if I was a wolf howling at the moon. My cock that was buried in his depths was now unloading a massive store of my lust with every thrust. I pounded him again and again, until every last ounce of my being filled into his cavity, my head angled upwards to the heavens while my hands found his slick chest and then neck, gliding themselves over and around his cum-coated skin. I deposited so much cum inside of him I could feel some dribbling out on to the bedsheets, even with my softening dick still engaged.
My legs trembled, my heart rifled in my chest, and my lungs heaved up and down. I started to settle slowly, coming back into the room, my eyes latching back on my beautiful boy. I took him in again then, moonlight and cum washed over his silhouette: a glow on an afterglow. We made eye contact, his emerald eyes finding their cave of origination, my darkness illuminated by his gems. My passion and lust were slowly being replaced with a softness and warmth that poured out into his very fabric, and me feeling that very same in return. I knew I loved this k** right then and there, whatever that meant or however that looked - I may have taken him that night, and three days prior, but he had taken me as well, a piece of me that was ripe for the taking.
I kissed his lips, tasting his white saltiness and savoring it in my own mouth. I laid next to him on the bed and brought him close to me, our breaths slowing and syncing again, this time with a fulfillment I had never experienced before. We must have laid there for a half an hour, both of us still very much awake, not speaking, just relishing what just took place. I kissed him again and just smiled. No words could have contributed anything to the moment and I am grateful that neither of us tried. We just were, the two of us, naked, exhausted, cum-soaked, and satisfied. My God, that was a night.
We made quiet work getting some clothes on, me in just some briefs and him back in his basketball shorts and shirt. We embraced again as he was on the threshold of my room. I didn’t want him to go but also knew that it was okay. That unlike other partners I’ve had in the past, this one burned deeper and this fire was not close to sizzling out.
He started out of my room and then came back, leaning in close to me and positioning his lips right next to my ear with his hands on my chest, his fingers weaving into my hair. “I. Am. Yours, Richard,” he whispered slowly, accentuating every word. I caressed the side of his face and kissed him passionately one last time, watching him walk away. Jesse held such a quiet and humble confidence that was so impressive and attractive, especially for such a young k**. I smiled.
“And yeah, I think Faye is going to love you too,” Jesse said a little louder, disappearing down the stairs.
“Wait, what??” I stammered, disbelieving what I just heard him say, now starting after him.
I saw the front door open and Jesse walk out into the moonlight, leaving me with my mouth agape and my head abuzz. What did he just say?
I stood at my open door looking out on to the street, feeling the cool breeze douse the heat that my near-naked body was still giving off. I couldn’t help but to smile. That night I ended up falling asleep with a smile still on my face and a boner in my briefs.
Stay tuned for Chapter 3…
The days following my encounter with Jesse seemed to roll in slow motion. Moments of that experience kept repeating in my head: tasting his lips on mine, feeling his tongue swirling over the head of my cock, seeing his lean bronzed body standing in front of me, his hard dick at attention dripping with precum and teenage innocence. I actually refrained from touching myself over those few days, not wanting to taint the memory that was still so fresh.
Every day I made sure to slow down past his house in case he was out front. I was hopeful for another chance at my beautiful boy, but at the same time I knew I had to be careful not to get caught. The last thing I wanted was to have my new neighbor Scott pissed off because some guy was fucking his son. Scott seemed like a real good guy too, so I especially didn’t want to cause any affront.
I only saw him once during the next couple days after. I was leaving for the gym and I saw Scott and Jesse, along with the mother and daughter who I had yet to meet, getting into their Subaru Forester. Faye and Tanya as I recalled. I wasn’t able to get a good look at them but their being there gave me an excuse to make another pit stop at some point.
At some point came three days after my 69 session with Jesse. I was driving home from the store and I noticed Scott getting out of the car and walking up to his front door. I slowed down and pulled over to the curb.
“Hi Scott, how’s it going?” I yelled out the window, waving.
“Richard, what’s up?” he replied, walking towards me. Scott had a smile on his face which came as a relief to me, knowing my fraternizing with his son had not been revealed.
“Not much Scott, just did a little shopping. I noticed the rest of the family the other day. All settled in then I take?”
“Yup indeed, the girls got in a couple days ago. Things are finally starting to come together in the house. All the furniture is in, now it’s just a matter of putting things in their place. Ya know what, you got a sec? Come on in and let me introduce you to the rest of the family,” he said, giving me the in that I had been wanting. Immediately I felt my dick shift in my shorts.
I parked the car and got out, following Scott up towards the front door. Upon entering I couldn’t help replaying the last time I was in this house, seeing Jesse’s ass in his jeans guiding me, to what ended up being a sweet sweet release. I had to resist the impulse to head up to his room when Scott walked past the stairs, making me chuckle out loud without even realizing. “What was that?” Scott inquired from in front. “Oh nothing Scott, I was just lost in thought there for a second,” I mustered. I scolded myself for being careless and pulled back into the present moment.
I followed Scott into the kitchen and came upon three people at the table eating some food. What must have been Tanya and Faye and my boy, gorgeous as fuck and radiating a primal glow that I sensed and desperately wanted to bathe in again. Jesse smiled and made eye contact and I was quick to reciprocate. I didn’t linger though, as I was very aware of the other people in the room after my earlier gaff. I walked over to Tanya and shook her hand. Tanya was a strikingly beautiful woman for her age, which I learned later was 48. While you could tell the best of her youth was behind her, she still held up very well. Dirty blonde hair that laid straight down to her neck, tanned skin that still looked supple like Jesse’s, albeit some wrinkles around her eyes and mouth, and those same green eyes that Jesse inherited, making her look radiant, wise, and powerful.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Tanya. It’s so nice to have new neighbors!” I said, trying not to make my smile look like a grin.
“It’s very nice to meet you too Richard. Jesse and Scott told me about you but it’s nice to get to meet you myself,” she said, drawing a strand of her hair back behind her ear in what seemed to be in a very flirtatious way. What a friendly family I thought. “Richard,” she said, directing my gaze to her right where Faye sat, “meet my daughter Faye”. I turned and looked and the first word that came to my mind was un-fucking-real. I was just glad I didn’t say that out loud. I stood there stunned, as if I was looking down the barrel of a loaded, and mesmerizingly beautiful, gun.
Faye was absolutely gorgeous! Holy shit, what the fuck is up with this family? She had similar striking green eyes as her brother and mother, although with some brown mixed in, making her look more exotic. Her eyes matched her skin, which was a bit lighter but still tanned, speckled with freckles in some places. She had dirty blonde hair that hung down to her chest - and her chest! I couldn’t help noticing beautiful perky C cup breasts that rested beneath this purple sleeveless blouse that she had on. The blouse showed off her tanned summer arms that I immediately wanted to nibble on. She had the same tantalizing allure that her brother had yet with a vixen-quality; a look in those eyes made me feel like I was standing before an Egyptian goddess. Would I fall into her good graces or would I be victim to her merciless rule? I thought I would be happy with either outcome.
“Faye and Jesse are fraternal twins,” Tanya said, as I attempted to shake loose of the hold she currently still had on me. “And they get along great, don’t you two?” she said grinning, peering towards the both of them over the top of her glass of lemonade.
“Jesse can be annoying at times, but what do you expect from a younger brother?” Faye said chuckling, all the while never unlocking her eyes from mine.
“You’ll always hold that two minutes over my head, won’t you sis?” Jesse said playfully with that beautiful smile of his, helping me shake free and remember that I was on planet Earth again.
“Oh jeez, you’re twins!?” I said, with much too excitement than what should have been displayed. I had to shuffle my feet and reposition myself so as to keep my enlarging cock angled downwards.
We chatted for about another 15 minutes around the table. I learned how Scott and Tanya both worked at the hospital and how both the k**s were hopeful to follow that same path. I made an effort to corral my lustful thoughts as they swirled and swirled in my horny brain. I couldn’t help imagining Jesse and Faye naked, both laying down on my bed while I took turns eating up their sweet bronzed flesh. As I made my goodbyes, my hands lingered on both Jesse and Fayes’. I seriously could have just stayed their all day and night, looking from one to the other.
Later that night I was sitting on my couch watching a Dodgers game, thinking about what was two doors up from me. I pulled out my fully erect seven inch cock and started rubbing it slowly. As I caressed my dick with my right hand I thought of Jesse with his gorgeous lean swimmer’s body in my arms, my cock rammed down his throat. Then I introduced my left hand and thought of his sister Faye, imagining her perk breasts cupped in my hands while I used my tongue to lick her neck and swirl around her ears. I alternated hands like that for about twenty minutes, my eyes closed and my mind completely immersed in this fantasy. My orgasm came on so abruptly I didn’t have time to get a towel, so I just let my cum shoot over my stocky torso, cum smearing all up in my chest hair. By far, that was the most intense orgasm I ever had just jerking off - so much so I had to take a shower afterwards because I was drenched. Damn, these neighbor k**s had me down to a hot mess.
I was all set to close my eyes laying in bed later that night, when I heard a knock on my door. The knock was light, as if timidity was there on my front step selling secrets. Just in my briefs, I walked down to my door and peeked through the peephole. From the glare of the street light there was no mistaking the emerald eyes that gleamed from the other side, like gems in a coal mine. Instead of immediately opening the door though, I stared through the hole and pressed my cock up against my side, creating a perfect friction. I humped wood against wood for about 10 seconds before I unlocked the bolt and poked my head out of the opening.
“Jesse, hey what’s going on?” I asked warmly.
“Hi Rich. Sorry, I know it’s late… I couldn’t sleep,” he whispered. “It’s okay, everyone is asleep,” he said, picking up my glance towards his house up the street.
“Well what are you waiting for my boy.” I opened up the door and welcomed him in, noticing his basketball shorts and thin white v-neck that accentuated his tanned skin even in the dim light. After he cleared the threshold I immediately pressed him close to me, grabbing his ass cheeks and raising him up so that his face was level with mine. I stared into his bejeweled eyes and kissed him deep, our tongues dancing exotically.
I set Jesse down on his feet and tenderly met his lips with my own again, this time with my lust and longing somewhat tempered, as I knew I could take my time with him in my own house. I took his hand in mine, turned it palm up and kissed him directly in the center of it. I proceeded to lightly rub my pointer finger in circles in the middle of his palm as I led him up the stairs to my bedroom.
We entered my room and I chose to leave the light off as the full moon provided plenty of natural light. I leaned down to his ear and whispered to him “I’m glad you came over Jesse. I’ve been thinking about you a lot.”
“Me too Rich,” he whispered back. “My cock has pretty much stayed hard for the past three days.”
“Do you know what this gesture means in France Jesse?” I said, glancing down at my hand in his palm, my finger continuing to encircle the soft flesh in the middle. “It means I want to fuck you. Do you want me to fuck you Jesse?” As I said this I took my hand away from his palm and raised my finger up to his full sexy lips, tracing the edges lightly, tenderly.
“I want that so bad Rich. I’ve been thinking about it nonstop,” he unveiled, his words bringing with it a palpable heat that emitted from his whole body.
I kissed him long and deep another time while I raised his light cotton shirt up over his head. I trailed my fingers down his chest to his gorgeous stomach, petting his soft treasure trail. I rimmed the waistband of his basketball shorts with my fingers, noticing that he had no underwear underneath. Seeing his shorts hang low, exposing his lean pelvis and v-lines, I ached with longing. I slid his shorts all the way down and breathed deep as my face passed his groin, taking in his teenage essence. As I stood back up, his stiff cock grazed up against my still-contained package, a beckoning that needed only one ask. I slid down my briefs and allowed our cocks to linger close and explore each other, like two birds of paradise in a mating dance.
I lifted Jesse up and set him knees-down on the bed, his back to me. Pushing his back so he was bent before me, I spread his legs. His skin was smooth and supple, barely any hair anywhere. Soft and light peach fuzz bordered around his taint, showing me a teenage garden that I was very eager to tend. I rubbed my hands up and down his ass cheeks and on his taint, massaging his tender flesh. Soft moans filled with a brazen anticipation escaped his mouth so I allowed my movements to slow even further. I slid my finger up his crevice until I came to his entrance, circling my finger around and around, softening it like new leather. I didn’t hesitate, gliding my head down to his opening and sliding my tongue on and around his hole, wetting it and tasting his sweet juices. I heard Jesse moan louder now and so I took the cue and entered into him with my tongue.
Moonlight shone through the window and d****d across the bed, showcasing my teenage model as I fucked his hole with my determined tongue. Reaching underneath, I alternated massaging his balls and stroking his cock, all in rhythm with the dance of my wet tongue: thrust, swirl, lap, thrust, swirl, lap - on and on until he was soaking wet. One final full thrust into his hole with my tongue, the deepest yet, made him cry out with an aliveness I could feel in my own loins.
Bringing Jesse back up to me I craned his head back towards my face and gave him another deep kiss, our tongues finding a new stride in this upside down position. I pinched each of his nipples as I kissed him, feeling his toned pectoral muscles melt underneath my strong hands. I couldn’t bare another second of my own torture-making, so I spun him around and told him to lie on his back and spread for me. I grabbed the lube I had in the dresser drawer, applying a bit of it to my thick cock and then coating the inside of Jesse’s cavity. With his well-defined legs now on top of my shoulders, his rigid cock angled up along his trail of postpubescent hair and towards his navel, I pressed the tip of my seven inches at the gateway of my neighbor’s tight anus. Swirling my cock head around and around and coating his curtain with dribbles of precum, I waited until I heard Jesse make noise. “Richhhhhh, pleaaasseeeeeeee,” he eked out. I waited even longer though, not because I was cruel but because I couldn’t get enough of his desperation and desire for me.
After another 10 seconds, I grabbed the base of my shaft and pressed the head against his wall. As I continued to push, I heard him starting to moan. The deeper I went the louder his moan until I was standing at the edge of my bed, looking down at a beautiful 18 year old boy with my hard cock seven inches deep inside of him. I savored being enveloped inside of Jesse, feeling his constrictions against my pulsing dick and soaking up his hot bod d****d with the moon’s glow. From this angle, his skin looked like actual bronze, chiseled and shined as a Guggenheim statue. Yet my hands felt the suppleness and tenderness of him, as they explored his chest and neck, down each of his arms, to his flat stomach and then to the inside of his thighs.
I pulled my cock almost completely out of him and then thrust slowly in again, feeling the friction all the way up into my throat. Steady I went, quickening the pace with each cycle while exploring his body with my hands, trying to take all of him in and allow this moment to singe into my memory banks. His mouth continued to open and close, moans and sighs and cries escaping, all coordinated with the cycle of my thrusts. My cock felt so good sliding in and out of his tight boyhood, slicked with hints of my seed. I could see sweat forming on the parts of his body where the moonlight hit, glistening with a radiance and sleekness that made me rage. I ravishingly fed that rage, my cock the vessel of which I bore into him. I lost myself then, yet the last thing I wanted to do was to be found. My cock inside of his ass were two musicians in an orchestra of some master’s magnum opus, the music sounding harmonious and pure.
I felt the moment when it became more than I could bear though. It was soon after his loudest cry yet, so loud that I am sure his parents could hear two doors up, yet I didn’t care. I would not have cared if the Pope was in the room. If Jesus Christ himself had asked me to stop, I would have told him to fuck off. All of me was in Jesse then, figuratively and literally, as I watched him reach his soft hands up to my flexing biceps, grabbing me tight. A gasp quickly followed his cry as I saw his cock quake hands-free against his stomach followed by a thick stream of his cum shooting out and landing on his cheek and mouth, dribbling down around his sweet lips. A second stream quickly followed the first, hitting his neck and chest and then finally pooling around and inside his navel.
I burst then, so powerfully and with such force that my bed moved hard up against the wall. I made a sound that rivaled Jesse’s climactic cry, moaning with such satisfaction as if I was a wolf howling at the moon. My cock that was buried in his depths was now unloading a massive store of my lust with every thrust. I pounded him again and again, until every last ounce of my being filled into his cavity, my head angled upwards to the heavens while my hands found his slick chest and then neck, gliding themselves over and around his cum-coated skin. I deposited so much cum inside of him I could feel some dribbling out on to the bedsheets, even with my softening dick still engaged.
My legs trembled, my heart rifled in my chest, and my lungs heaved up and down. I started to settle slowly, coming back into the room, my eyes latching back on my beautiful boy. I took him in again then, moonlight and cum washed over his silhouette: a glow on an afterglow. We made eye contact, his emerald eyes finding their cave of origination, my darkness illuminated by his gems. My passion and lust were slowly being replaced with a softness and warmth that poured out into his very fabric, and me feeling that very same in return. I knew I loved this k** right then and there, whatever that meant or however that looked - I may have taken him that night, and three days prior, but he had taken me as well, a piece of me that was ripe for the taking.
I kissed his lips, tasting his white saltiness and savoring it in my own mouth. I laid next to him on the bed and brought him close to me, our breaths slowing and syncing again, this time with a fulfillment I had never experienced before. We must have laid there for a half an hour, both of us still very much awake, not speaking, just relishing what just took place. I kissed him again and just smiled. No words could have contributed anything to the moment and I am grateful that neither of us tried. We just were, the two of us, naked, exhausted, cum-soaked, and satisfied. My God, that was a night.
We made quiet work getting some clothes on, me in just some briefs and him back in his basketball shorts and shirt. We embraced again as he was on the threshold of my room. I didn’t want him to go but also knew that it was okay. That unlike other partners I’ve had in the past, this one burned deeper and this fire was not close to sizzling out.
He started out of my room and then came back, leaning in close to me and positioning his lips right next to my ear with his hands on my chest, his fingers weaving into my hair. “I. Am. Yours, Richard,” he whispered slowly, accentuating every word. I caressed the side of his face and kissed him passionately one last time, watching him walk away. Jesse held such a quiet and humble confidence that was so impressive and attractive, especially for such a young k**. I smiled.
“And yeah, I think Faye is going to love you too,” Jesse said a little louder, disappearing down the stairs.
“Wait, what??” I stammered, disbelieving what I just heard him say, now starting after him.
I saw the front door open and Jesse walk out into the moonlight, leaving me with my mouth agape and my head abuzz. What did he just say?
I stood at my open door looking out on to the street, feeling the cool breeze douse the heat that my near-naked body was still giving off. I couldn’t help but to smile. That night I ended up falling asleep with a smile still on my face and a boner in my briefs.
Stay tuned for Chapter 3…
Latisha
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