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My New Neighbors - Chapter 1: An Innocent Jump free porn video
My life in those days was pretty boring. The highlights were watching baseball when I got home from work, followed by an intimate jack-off session with me, myself, and my hand. At 38, I felt life starting to creep up on me - my prime seemed long past and my forties seemed to be constantly on my mind. Don’t get me wrong, I was still in good shape at 220 pounds and 6’3”. I worked out at least every other day so I was pretty solid, I took care of my hygiene, and overall, I was a pretty good looking dude - at least that’s what I’ve been told. Tall, dark, and handsome, yet the wettest my dick had been in the previous three years had been when my buddy Tank spilled his beer on my lap the other week. I had a pretty routine job that I’d been at for over 15 years, had an ex-wife that I didn’t talk to much anymore, and one cat that could not probably care less if I was there or not. That was my life, simple and boring. At least that’s how it had been for the last decade. What I didn’t know then was how much that was going to change, and in the unlikeliest, and most provocative ways imaginable.
It was the beginning of summer when things changed for me. I was coming home from work to have a bit of lunch and possibly sneak in a nap. I worked as a research assistant at the college, which allotted me some flexibility with hours - as well as a pretty consistent view of beautiful girls and guys. I miss the days of my youth and I think that’s why I’ve stayed attracted to younger people. Guys and girls both, I wasn’t very picky. I always considered that being bisexual was getting the best of both worlds.
As I neared my driveway I noticed the house two up from me had a moving van in the driveway. I could see a couple of guys unloading some furniture from the back. I wasn’t very social with the neighbors but I did know the people who used to live there, a sweet older couple named Jack and Mary. Jack passed away about a month ago and Mary had moved in with her daughter across the bay.
As I passed the van I made eye contact with a guy - he looked to be in his fifties or so. Waving, I drove by and at the last second caught a glimpse of a younger boy going through the gate on the side of the house, his shirt off and sweat glistening down his back. I did a double-take so hard that I cracked my neck and at the same time jerked too hard on the wheel, damn near hitting the curb. Hoping that the older guy didn’t see I sped up and pulled into my driveway. Damn, that was a nice body the k** was sporting. Normally I’m not one for social courtesies, but I thought to myself that some cookies might be a good idea.
The next day was a Saturday and I stepped out the door with a plate of cookies I made the night before. Walking up the drive to the new neighbors I noticed the garage door was open and who do I lay my eyes on? The boy that I saw the day before was working on a bike, and shirtless again! Jeez, this k** really knew how to make a first impression on a person. This time I was able to get a bit closer of a look too. His biceps were well defined but not huge. As he stood with his back to me I could make out his shoulder muscles and his rhomboids, cut and lean, rippling on a bronze body.
“Hello, can I help you”? A voice came at me front the front door of the house, startling me. I realized that I had been staring at the boy in the garage and the voice brought me to my senses.
“Hi there!” I made my way up to the door and shook the gentleman’s hand. This was the guy I saw the other day.
“My name is Richard, I live two doors down from you,” I said.
“Oh hello, I think I saw you drive past yesterday. My name is Scott. We just moved in.”
“Well welcome! Here’s some cookies for you,” handing him the plate. “So is it just you?” I said this sheepishly, playing dumb on the fact that I had been staring at the k** in the garage right before.
“No, it’s me and my family. My wife Tanya, my son Jesse, and my daughter Faye. Hey Jess, come on out here for minute!” he yelled towards the garage. “Jess just turned 18. My wife and daughter are still at the old place and should be here in about a couple weeks or so.”
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Jesse come out of the garage and head up the walkway to the front. Resisting every urge in me not to stare, I pretended not to see him until he was right next to me, making small talk with Scott. Turning around I was held speechless for what seemed like minutes. His hair was brown and hung down about to his ears, unkempt but in an adorable way, like he just got out of the shower and ran a towel through his head. His eyes were green, deep and rich yet cozy somehow, like how a warm fire feels on a cold day. His lips were full, set in the center of a strong jawline. I’ve seen my share of fine looking guys, but this one took the cake. He was modelesque, with his tanned skin, long eyelashes, and a beautiful smile. It took a great deal of effort not to look down at his chest but from my periphery I could tell he was well defined there too.
“Hi Jesse, my name is Rich,” I said as I shook his hand, realizing that I let the shake linger a bit longer than I did with his father Scott. I couldn’t help noticing how soft his skin was to the touch.
After chatting a bit more, I walked home and sat down on my couch. I couldn’t get Jesse’s face out of my head. Was it the sweat that seemed to glisten off of his tanned lean body? Was it his full lips and mesmerizing eyes? Was it because I had not been laid in over three years? What the hell was I going to do with this? One thing was for sure, my next several jack-off sessions were going to be filled with the images of the new boy next door.
It wasn’t until a couple of weeks later that things escalated between Jesse and myself. We had seen each other a couple of times since the first meeting and we had waved to each other. I think he had to notice that my looks were not quick glances, as I was becoming more bold about looking at him. I couldn’t help myself. He had a certain gravity on me and I was being pulled right in.
It was a Thursday afternoon and I had just gotten home from work. I was in the middle of getting changed into some workout gear when I heard a knock on the door. Shirtless, exposing my firm and hairy torso, I opened the door and who stood in front of me but none other than Jesse.
“Hi Rich, I hope I’m not bugging you but I need your help,” he said. Even fully clothed, Jesse was gorgeous. His tight fitting jeans shaped his legs just right and the loose v-neck t-shirt he had on showed the curves of his pecs. His hair was groomed this time and oh-so-handsome. He could certainly dress up nice when he wanted to.
“What’s up Jesse?” I asked, sneaking peeks up and down his body without trying to be too obvious. I couldn’t help my eyes from lingering a bit too long on his groin, seeing a nice bulge that seemed effortful for his jeans to contain.
“My father is gone and I can’t get my car started. Any way you can come over and give me a jump?”
Of course I told Jesse yes, putting on my shirt. I told him to hop in my car as we made our way over to his house. In the brief time it took us to get there we chatted a bit, and I found out that his father was driving to the old house to finish up some things and to pick up his sister and mom. Scott wouldn’t be back for another several hours and Jesse wanted to go over to a friends house to pass the time.
“Here you go Jess,” as I handed him the jumper cables and popped my hood. I got back in my car and creepily watched him set up the cables on my battery and then walk back to his car. As he worked, I saw how his shirt sleeves would ride up a bit, exposing his flexing biceps.
Once we got his car started, I told him to leave it running for a sec as I got out of my car and walked around to him. I wanted every opportunity to talk to this stud. I asked him about school, finding out that he would be starting his final year at high school come Fall. He talked about his excitement to go to college next year as he was ready be done with the high school drama.
“Students there a bit immature for you, eh?” I asked.
“You don’t know the half of it,” Jesse said, chuckling. His voice was sweet and his laugh was even sweeter. You could tell he was a real ladies man, suave and smooth, tender and confident.
“I bet you have all the girls there fighting over you though,” I said, feeling a bit brave and pursuing the wild and wicked thoughts that were brewing in my head.
“There are some Rich, I won’t lie. But they really just don’t do It for me,” he said. “Can I ask you a question?” He asked this shyly, as if it took some courage to even ask.
“Sure, anything,” I said.
“Are you straight? I mean, uhhh, I’m sorry to be so forward. But, I, uhhh… well Rich I couldn’t help but notice that you were staring at me pretty hard the other day.” As he said this, his eyes looked coyly up at me, shy but eager. I was surprised as all hell, not knowing how to respond or to act. Do I fess up? Do I play dumb? Ah hell, what did I get myself into?
“Well Jess, I, well… “ I paused and scratched my head, stalling for more time. “I’m sorry you caught me by surprise there. I am bisexual to be honest with you,” I said. I figured there was no skirting around this so I might as well come clean. “And yes, I am sorry but you are quite the attractive guy.”
At this I noticed Jesse stand up a bit straighter and lift up his head. His green emerald eyes looked right into mine as he took a step closer. Right in that instant my cock came to life, pressing up against the inside of my pants and damn-near busting through my zipper.
“Rich, would you mind helping me move some boxes up into my room?” At this he got back into his car, turned the engine off and proceeded to remove the cables from both batteries. Dumbstruck, I followed his path, eating him up with my eyes - watching how tight his ass seemed to fit perfectly inside his jeans. “Well you going to turn your car off or what?”
Much too eagerly, I sprang to action, turning my car off and then following Jesse into the garage. As he led me up to his room I had his ass as a guide the whole way. I could tell he was milking it too, with his hips swaying and his butt cheeks pronouncedly shifting with each step.
“Didn’t you need some help with a box Jesse?” My throat was dry, my dick was throbbing inside my pants, and my heart was pounding - is this really happening? Jesse didn’t answer, but just kept walking to his room. It was on the second floor and as I walked up the steps after him, his ass was directly in my face, swaying to the rhythm that my heart was creating.
As I walked behind him into his room, he shut the door after me and looked right into my eyes. “Rich, I am gay. I’m not the most experienced of guys but I have had sex before. I can’t believe I’m being so aggressive right now, as it’s not how I usually am, but I think you are fucking hot as hell.”
“Jesse, I don’t think this is right. Your father? You’re in high school. I shouldn’t…” My words came out weak and unconvincing. All I could think about was taking this boy’s clothes off and seeing him in all of his glory.
“My family won’t be back until 6 tonight, at the earliest. And I’m old enough by law and you want me, don’t you?”
“God, I do Jesse. I really fucking do.” I reached out my hands and took each side of his face, bringing him close to me. I went slow, wanting to savor this moment as much as I could. I stared into his eyes as we met each others’ lips, pressing lightly at first and then melding into each other with a passion I had not felt in quite some time. Our lips parted slightly, allowing our tongues to meet, now swirling and exploring each other’s mouths. His lips felt so soft, just like his skin as my hands now navigated, down his back, up his arms starting from his wrists and up to his biceps.
“You want me Jesse?” I couldn’t help myself now, feeling a surge of power. I had this delicious looking boy in my grasp, for me to do what I wanted.
“I want you Rich, I want you.” Jesse said, breathing hard and now looking submissive, his eyes pleading with me to take him.
I grabbed him by the shoulders, gave him a long hard kiss and turned him around quickly and aggressively. With his arms down on his sides, I whispered into his ears “You are mine now my sweet. You are mine,” I let my warm breath caress inside and outside of his ear, down to his neck. I reached my hands around his stomach, up under his shirt, feeling his lean and tight ab muscles and hint of fuzz that would be the start of his treasure trail. My arms slowly worked their way up, finding his chest that I had been wanting to get a look at for two weeks now. It was everything I had wanted: strong, defined, and toned - the chest that only a young stud in his teen years could have. I squeezed his hard nipples with my thumb and pointer fingers, applying just enough pressure to hear him moan. As I was exploring his front with my hands, I was kissing and nibbling his neck with my tongue and teeth. I felt Jesse tremble with every hot breath that poured over him. I couldn’t wait to feel his warmth over me too.
With my patience thinning, I took off his shirt and undid the button on his jeans. With his back still to me, I took my hands and pressed them hard on his stomach and then slowly moved them down beneath his briefs. Sliding my hands down, I felt his smooth skin and his small mound of pubic hair. Knowing that not many people got to feel this piece of him, I became even more turned on. I had my hands in a 18 year-old boy’s underwear and this was just the beginning. My cock was swelled - normally 7 inches fully hard, it felt like 10 inches it was so engorged.
I pulled Jesse’s tanned muscular back hard up against my chest hair and his ass right up against my burning pelvis. I worked my hands on his hard prick and on his smooth ball sack, massaging him tenderly but aggressively. I stroked his meat, which what seemed like a good 6 inches, nice and slow, all the while kissing his neck still and making him feel my swollen cock against his backside. I took my hands out of his pants and then pulled off his jeans and briefs, casting them aside. I grabbed him by the shoulders again and again I spun him ‘round, now facing me. There he was, tanned and lean, a boy with emerald green eyes and full sexy lips, perfectly defined and cut muscles from his chest to his biceps down to his thighs - fully naked in front of me. His dick stood straight ahead, calling to me, with his adolescent ball sack hanging low. His v-lines were like lights on an airstrip, guiding me right where I needed to go. I got down on my knees and took Jesse into my mouth fully and wholly, stuffing myself with his teenage meat. He tasted so good, like sweat, axe body spray, and innocence. I consumed him, working his dick hard while cupping his smooth balls.
“Ohhhhhh… Rich…,” Jesse sputtered, his whole body trembling, his butt cheeks flexing with every breath. “Myyyy Goddddddd.” I new he was close but I didn’t want him to cum so soon. I took his cock out of my mouth and met his sweet lips again, opening up his mouth and feeding him the precum that glazed my tongue.
“Your turn now my boy,” I said as I pushed his shoulders down until he was kneeling in front of my groin. I quickly dropped my pants and slid down my boxers, unveiling my engorged penis that was ready to burst. I saw Jesse’s eye widen as he stared at my thick cock, his emeralds yearning and longing for it to be inside him. I slowly swirled my dick head around his soft supple lips, with my precum leaving a trail behind as I made my way across his face. My 7 inches of steel traced around his beautiful nose, eyes, cheeks; like a blind boy’s fingers reading a braille playboy for the first time. I placed a finger of mine on his sweet lips, slowly parting them. I felt my way inside his mouth with my finger, paving the way for what was to follow. My cock soon entered, meeting his tongue and working its way to the back of his throat. I could feel Jesse’s throat tighten as he took my cock like a champ. He reflexed after a bit and so I pulled back out, slowly, until I gained enough speed to thrust down his throat again. I heard Jesse moan and it was coupled with my own, as my dick felt so good wetted by this boy’s saliva. My thrusts became faster and faster as I fucked his throat, fulfilling my lust and longing after oh so long.
Because I was bursting with lustful energy, I took the opportunity to have him in my mouth again. I picked him up and turned him upside down, his legs balancing on my shoulders. I worked him up a bit more until his face was right in front of my dick. His cock was in front of my face too as I took him in my mouth again. We massaged each other’s manhoods, in this 69 position with my hands grabbing his ass and thrusting him back and forth, with all of our passion and sweat and lust pouring out of us. Both of us picked up the pace, desperately wanting more and more and more, my cock in his mouth, his cock in my mouth, the taste of each others’ juices. I couldn’t contain myself anymore as I was ready to explode. I carried him over the bed and dropped his shoulders onto the edge, my cock still buried down his mouth. I used the bed to cushion my thrusts as they accelerated, my hard cock soaking wet and its head feeling the back of Jesse’s tight throat. I let out a roar and emptied myself inside of him, shooting my load once, twice, three times, most swallowed up but a bit dribbling out of the corners of his mouth, At near the same time, I felt Jesse’s warm lust shoot over my tongue and hit the back of my throat and coat my tongue. I continued to press his ass cheeks forward into my oral cavity, sucking up every last bit of warmth that was inside of him.
I stood there shaking, still with him hanging upside down and our cocks inside of each other. I laid myself and him down on our sides. Once I calmed down a bit, I pulled him up so we faced each other now. Jesse had tears streaming down his face from the intense face fuck that I gave him, making his emerald green eyes illuminate their earthly teenage glow. I gave him a very passionate and deep kiss, staring deep into him as he smiled at me with a very real and sweet tenderness.
“That was amazing Jesse. Fuck, you are incredible,” I said. I let my hands and fingers trail over his naked skin, up and down his side and stomach, down to his thighs and back up again.
“This is why I don’t like high school k**s,” he said chuckling. “I think I’m going to enjoy living in this neighborhood Rich,” he said with a grin. God I could have put my cock right back in that teasing mouth of his but I resisted.
“Anytime you need a jump, I got the cables,” I said, kissing him one more time on those luscious lips of his.
I finally made my way home, still pulsing with excitement from the encounter with Jesse. How nice it was to have a fantasy come to life like that so quick. And to think my life was a boring one! What I was soon to find out, too, was that this was only the start of a great great summer.
To Be Continued…
It was the beginning of summer when things changed for me. I was coming home from work to have a bit of lunch and possibly sneak in a nap. I worked as a research assistant at the college, which allotted me some flexibility with hours - as well as a pretty consistent view of beautiful girls and guys. I miss the days of my youth and I think that’s why I’ve stayed attracted to younger people. Guys and girls both, I wasn’t very picky. I always considered that being bisexual was getting the best of both worlds.
As I neared my driveway I noticed the house two up from me had a moving van in the driveway. I could see a couple of guys unloading some furniture from the back. I wasn’t very social with the neighbors but I did know the people who used to live there, a sweet older couple named Jack and Mary. Jack passed away about a month ago and Mary had moved in with her daughter across the bay.
As I passed the van I made eye contact with a guy - he looked to be in his fifties or so. Waving, I drove by and at the last second caught a glimpse of a younger boy going through the gate on the side of the house, his shirt off and sweat glistening down his back. I did a double-take so hard that I cracked my neck and at the same time jerked too hard on the wheel, damn near hitting the curb. Hoping that the older guy didn’t see I sped up and pulled into my driveway. Damn, that was a nice body the k** was sporting. Normally I’m not one for social courtesies, but I thought to myself that some cookies might be a good idea.
The next day was a Saturday and I stepped out the door with a plate of cookies I made the night before. Walking up the drive to the new neighbors I noticed the garage door was open and who do I lay my eyes on? The boy that I saw the day before was working on a bike, and shirtless again! Jeez, this k** really knew how to make a first impression on a person. This time I was able to get a bit closer of a look too. His biceps were well defined but not huge. As he stood with his back to me I could make out his shoulder muscles and his rhomboids, cut and lean, rippling on a bronze body.
“Hello, can I help you”? A voice came at me front the front door of the house, startling me. I realized that I had been staring at the boy in the garage and the voice brought me to my senses.
“Hi there!” I made my way up to the door and shook the gentleman’s hand. This was the guy I saw the other day.
“My name is Richard, I live two doors down from you,” I said.
“Oh hello, I think I saw you drive past yesterday. My name is Scott. We just moved in.”
“Well welcome! Here’s some cookies for you,” handing him the plate. “So is it just you?” I said this sheepishly, playing dumb on the fact that I had been staring at the k** in the garage right before.
“No, it’s me and my family. My wife Tanya, my son Jesse, and my daughter Faye. Hey Jess, come on out here for minute!” he yelled towards the garage. “Jess just turned 18. My wife and daughter are still at the old place and should be here in about a couple weeks or so.”
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Jesse come out of the garage and head up the walkway to the front. Resisting every urge in me not to stare, I pretended not to see him until he was right next to me, making small talk with Scott. Turning around I was held speechless for what seemed like minutes. His hair was brown and hung down about to his ears, unkempt but in an adorable way, like he just got out of the shower and ran a towel through his head. His eyes were green, deep and rich yet cozy somehow, like how a warm fire feels on a cold day. His lips were full, set in the center of a strong jawline. I’ve seen my share of fine looking guys, but this one took the cake. He was modelesque, with his tanned skin, long eyelashes, and a beautiful smile. It took a great deal of effort not to look down at his chest but from my periphery I could tell he was well defined there too.
“Hi Jesse, my name is Rich,” I said as I shook his hand, realizing that I let the shake linger a bit longer than I did with his father Scott. I couldn’t help noticing how soft his skin was to the touch.
After chatting a bit more, I walked home and sat down on my couch. I couldn’t get Jesse’s face out of my head. Was it the sweat that seemed to glisten off of his tanned lean body? Was it his full lips and mesmerizing eyes? Was it because I had not been laid in over three years? What the hell was I going to do with this? One thing was for sure, my next several jack-off sessions were going to be filled with the images of the new boy next door.
It wasn’t until a couple of weeks later that things escalated between Jesse and myself. We had seen each other a couple of times since the first meeting and we had waved to each other. I think he had to notice that my looks were not quick glances, as I was becoming more bold about looking at him. I couldn’t help myself. He had a certain gravity on me and I was being pulled right in.
It was a Thursday afternoon and I had just gotten home from work. I was in the middle of getting changed into some workout gear when I heard a knock on the door. Shirtless, exposing my firm and hairy torso, I opened the door and who stood in front of me but none other than Jesse.
“Hi Rich, I hope I’m not bugging you but I need your help,” he said. Even fully clothed, Jesse was gorgeous. His tight fitting jeans shaped his legs just right and the loose v-neck t-shirt he had on showed the curves of his pecs. His hair was groomed this time and oh-so-handsome. He could certainly dress up nice when he wanted to.
“What’s up Jesse?” I asked, sneaking peeks up and down his body without trying to be too obvious. I couldn’t help my eyes from lingering a bit too long on his groin, seeing a nice bulge that seemed effortful for his jeans to contain.
“My father is gone and I can’t get my car started. Any way you can come over and give me a jump?”
Of course I told Jesse yes, putting on my shirt. I told him to hop in my car as we made our way over to his house. In the brief time it took us to get there we chatted a bit, and I found out that his father was driving to the old house to finish up some things and to pick up his sister and mom. Scott wouldn’t be back for another several hours and Jesse wanted to go over to a friends house to pass the time.
“Here you go Jess,” as I handed him the jumper cables and popped my hood. I got back in my car and creepily watched him set up the cables on my battery and then walk back to his car. As he worked, I saw how his shirt sleeves would ride up a bit, exposing his flexing biceps.
Once we got his car started, I told him to leave it running for a sec as I got out of my car and walked around to him. I wanted every opportunity to talk to this stud. I asked him about school, finding out that he would be starting his final year at high school come Fall. He talked about his excitement to go to college next year as he was ready be done with the high school drama.
“Students there a bit immature for you, eh?” I asked.
“You don’t know the half of it,” Jesse said, chuckling. His voice was sweet and his laugh was even sweeter. You could tell he was a real ladies man, suave and smooth, tender and confident.
“I bet you have all the girls there fighting over you though,” I said, feeling a bit brave and pursuing the wild and wicked thoughts that were brewing in my head.
“There are some Rich, I won’t lie. But they really just don’t do It for me,” he said. “Can I ask you a question?” He asked this shyly, as if it took some courage to even ask.
“Sure, anything,” I said.
“Are you straight? I mean, uhhh, I’m sorry to be so forward. But, I, uhhh… well Rich I couldn’t help but notice that you were staring at me pretty hard the other day.” As he said this, his eyes looked coyly up at me, shy but eager. I was surprised as all hell, not knowing how to respond or to act. Do I fess up? Do I play dumb? Ah hell, what did I get myself into?
“Well Jess, I, well… “ I paused and scratched my head, stalling for more time. “I’m sorry you caught me by surprise there. I am bisexual to be honest with you,” I said. I figured there was no skirting around this so I might as well come clean. “And yes, I am sorry but you are quite the attractive guy.”
At this I noticed Jesse stand up a bit straighter and lift up his head. His green emerald eyes looked right into mine as he took a step closer. Right in that instant my cock came to life, pressing up against the inside of my pants and damn-near busting through my zipper.
“Rich, would you mind helping me move some boxes up into my room?” At this he got back into his car, turned the engine off and proceeded to remove the cables from both batteries. Dumbstruck, I followed his path, eating him up with my eyes - watching how tight his ass seemed to fit perfectly inside his jeans. “Well you going to turn your car off or what?”
Much too eagerly, I sprang to action, turning my car off and then following Jesse into the garage. As he led me up to his room I had his ass as a guide the whole way. I could tell he was milking it too, with his hips swaying and his butt cheeks pronouncedly shifting with each step.
“Didn’t you need some help with a box Jesse?” My throat was dry, my dick was throbbing inside my pants, and my heart was pounding - is this really happening? Jesse didn’t answer, but just kept walking to his room. It was on the second floor and as I walked up the steps after him, his ass was directly in my face, swaying to the rhythm that my heart was creating.
As I walked behind him into his room, he shut the door after me and looked right into my eyes. “Rich, I am gay. I’m not the most experienced of guys but I have had sex before. I can’t believe I’m being so aggressive right now, as it’s not how I usually am, but I think you are fucking hot as hell.”
“Jesse, I don’t think this is right. Your father? You’re in high school. I shouldn’t…” My words came out weak and unconvincing. All I could think about was taking this boy’s clothes off and seeing him in all of his glory.
“My family won’t be back until 6 tonight, at the earliest. And I’m old enough by law and you want me, don’t you?”
“God, I do Jesse. I really fucking do.” I reached out my hands and took each side of his face, bringing him close to me. I went slow, wanting to savor this moment as much as I could. I stared into his eyes as we met each others’ lips, pressing lightly at first and then melding into each other with a passion I had not felt in quite some time. Our lips parted slightly, allowing our tongues to meet, now swirling and exploring each other’s mouths. His lips felt so soft, just like his skin as my hands now navigated, down his back, up his arms starting from his wrists and up to his biceps.
“You want me Jesse?” I couldn’t help myself now, feeling a surge of power. I had this delicious looking boy in my grasp, for me to do what I wanted.
“I want you Rich, I want you.” Jesse said, breathing hard and now looking submissive, his eyes pleading with me to take him.
I grabbed him by the shoulders, gave him a long hard kiss and turned him around quickly and aggressively. With his arms down on his sides, I whispered into his ears “You are mine now my sweet. You are mine,” I let my warm breath caress inside and outside of his ear, down to his neck. I reached my hands around his stomach, up under his shirt, feeling his lean and tight ab muscles and hint of fuzz that would be the start of his treasure trail. My arms slowly worked their way up, finding his chest that I had been wanting to get a look at for two weeks now. It was everything I had wanted: strong, defined, and toned - the chest that only a young stud in his teen years could have. I squeezed his hard nipples with my thumb and pointer fingers, applying just enough pressure to hear him moan. As I was exploring his front with my hands, I was kissing and nibbling his neck with my tongue and teeth. I felt Jesse tremble with every hot breath that poured over him. I couldn’t wait to feel his warmth over me too.
With my patience thinning, I took off his shirt and undid the button on his jeans. With his back still to me, I took my hands and pressed them hard on his stomach and then slowly moved them down beneath his briefs. Sliding my hands down, I felt his smooth skin and his small mound of pubic hair. Knowing that not many people got to feel this piece of him, I became even more turned on. I had my hands in a 18 year-old boy’s underwear and this was just the beginning. My cock was swelled - normally 7 inches fully hard, it felt like 10 inches it was so engorged.
I pulled Jesse’s tanned muscular back hard up against my chest hair and his ass right up against my burning pelvis. I worked my hands on his hard prick and on his smooth ball sack, massaging him tenderly but aggressively. I stroked his meat, which what seemed like a good 6 inches, nice and slow, all the while kissing his neck still and making him feel my swollen cock against his backside. I took my hands out of his pants and then pulled off his jeans and briefs, casting them aside. I grabbed him by the shoulders again and again I spun him ‘round, now facing me. There he was, tanned and lean, a boy with emerald green eyes and full sexy lips, perfectly defined and cut muscles from his chest to his biceps down to his thighs - fully naked in front of me. His dick stood straight ahead, calling to me, with his adolescent ball sack hanging low. His v-lines were like lights on an airstrip, guiding me right where I needed to go. I got down on my knees and took Jesse into my mouth fully and wholly, stuffing myself with his teenage meat. He tasted so good, like sweat, axe body spray, and innocence. I consumed him, working his dick hard while cupping his smooth balls.
“Ohhhhhh… Rich…,” Jesse sputtered, his whole body trembling, his butt cheeks flexing with every breath. “Myyyy Goddddddd.” I new he was close but I didn’t want him to cum so soon. I took his cock out of my mouth and met his sweet lips again, opening up his mouth and feeding him the precum that glazed my tongue.
“Your turn now my boy,” I said as I pushed his shoulders down until he was kneeling in front of my groin. I quickly dropped my pants and slid down my boxers, unveiling my engorged penis that was ready to burst. I saw Jesse’s eye widen as he stared at my thick cock, his emeralds yearning and longing for it to be inside him. I slowly swirled my dick head around his soft supple lips, with my precum leaving a trail behind as I made my way across his face. My 7 inches of steel traced around his beautiful nose, eyes, cheeks; like a blind boy’s fingers reading a braille playboy for the first time. I placed a finger of mine on his sweet lips, slowly parting them. I felt my way inside his mouth with my finger, paving the way for what was to follow. My cock soon entered, meeting his tongue and working its way to the back of his throat. I could feel Jesse’s throat tighten as he took my cock like a champ. He reflexed after a bit and so I pulled back out, slowly, until I gained enough speed to thrust down his throat again. I heard Jesse moan and it was coupled with my own, as my dick felt so good wetted by this boy’s saliva. My thrusts became faster and faster as I fucked his throat, fulfilling my lust and longing after oh so long.
Because I was bursting with lustful energy, I took the opportunity to have him in my mouth again. I picked him up and turned him upside down, his legs balancing on my shoulders. I worked him up a bit more until his face was right in front of my dick. His cock was in front of my face too as I took him in my mouth again. We massaged each other’s manhoods, in this 69 position with my hands grabbing his ass and thrusting him back and forth, with all of our passion and sweat and lust pouring out of us. Both of us picked up the pace, desperately wanting more and more and more, my cock in his mouth, his cock in my mouth, the taste of each others’ juices. I couldn’t contain myself anymore as I was ready to explode. I carried him over the bed and dropped his shoulders onto the edge, my cock still buried down his mouth. I used the bed to cushion my thrusts as they accelerated, my hard cock soaking wet and its head feeling the back of Jesse’s tight throat. I let out a roar and emptied myself inside of him, shooting my load once, twice, three times, most swallowed up but a bit dribbling out of the corners of his mouth, At near the same time, I felt Jesse’s warm lust shoot over my tongue and hit the back of my throat and coat my tongue. I continued to press his ass cheeks forward into my oral cavity, sucking up every last bit of warmth that was inside of him.
I stood there shaking, still with him hanging upside down and our cocks inside of each other. I laid myself and him down on our sides. Once I calmed down a bit, I pulled him up so we faced each other now. Jesse had tears streaming down his face from the intense face fuck that I gave him, making his emerald green eyes illuminate their earthly teenage glow. I gave him a very passionate and deep kiss, staring deep into him as he smiled at me with a very real and sweet tenderness.
“That was amazing Jesse. Fuck, you are incredible,” I said. I let my hands and fingers trail over his naked skin, up and down his side and stomach, down to his thighs and back up again.
“This is why I don’t like high school k**s,” he said chuckling. “I think I’m going to enjoy living in this neighborhood Rich,” he said with a grin. God I could have put my cock right back in that teasing mouth of his but I resisted.
“Anytime you need a jump, I got the cables,” I said, kissing him one more time on those luscious lips of his.
I finally made my way home, still pulsing with excitement from the encounter with Jesse. How nice it was to have a fantasy come to life like that so quick. And to think my life was a boring one! What I was soon to find out, too, was that this was only the start of a great great summer.
To Be Continued…
Lynne
- 01.09.2022
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